#sky jisung

[byuntrash101]

dirty laundry & wet dreams

reader x perv!han smut | mdni 2.4k jisung has a big fat crush on you and the only way he can cope with his feeings is to jack off to the thought of you with the clothes he's stolen nsfw tags under the cut

perv!jisung, roommates AU, somnophilia (that means non con), bodywhorship (f), panty snifffer!han, scent kink, jisung is just obssesed with you tbh, jisung takes pictures of you while you sleep, getting caught kink, groping, masturbation (m), oral (f), squirting, cum eating

a/n: i have been thinking about this for a long a time. thank you everyone that voted for han i think the perv thing suits him he just extra pervy and we love to see it <3 also dont mind me being obsessed with his hair (im fine) (no im not)

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Jisung sighed in frustration again. Still nothing! He’s been salvaging your laundry basket for this past week and there’s nothing he’s interested in. 

He settled for your dirty gym tank top and stuffed it in his pocket before leaving the shared bathroom and heading to his room.

You see, Jisung has had a silly little crush on you for a year now and that’s the only way he knows that helps him cope. That way he can act normal to you during the day, doing standard roommate stuff, like sharing a meal or watching anime together on your tiny laptop screen set on the coffee table in your student flat.

That way he can do all these without catching his eyes plunging into your cleavage showing every time you bent down a little to scoop food into your mouth. Or he can keep his hands to himself when you're sitting so close to him in the small couch, when your beautiful thighs are pressed to his own and he feels this rush through his body, grabbing a cushion to hide away the growing problem in his groin. His thumb lightly brushing over it under the cushion as he laughs at the show and comments casually on it with you. As if it’s nothing. 

Because he knows at night he’ll swipe your PJ's and press them to his face as if he was ready to absorb them through his nostrils. Snort your scent like a drug and let it take him to ecstasy, his mind traveling to a place where you are his, where he can smell and taste you. where he can feel your heated lips on his, where he can hear your blazing skin clashing against his, where he can feel how tight you are, how wet you are just for him, trembling, shaking, moaning for him.

But tonight it doesn't work. He took the sport top off his face out of frustration. He stayed there immobile laid on his bed as the heavy and hot  summer air engulfed itself through his cracked window. 

The smell doesn't do it for him… Of course it’s nice, it smells like you! But it also smelled like perfume and deodorant… that he didn’t like he liked your true smell, like nature intended it! To him you didn't need these artifices, your most natural self was perfect.

That’s why he would always steal your PJ’s because usually you hop in the shower at night then hop into your night clothes and spend the night in them, beautifully infusing them with your divine scent and refined flavour and Jisung would steal them in the morning to soil them at night. That was his perfect routine. He doesn't know why you’re keeping your dirty PJ’s in your room now, not putting them in the basket every morning like you used to. 

But tonight he decides it’s too much, it’s been weeks he hasn’t been able to take a good whiff of your scent and he decides he’s just going to get the clothes directly from your bedroom. Before he has the chance to chicken out he slips on his shorts back and heads to your room.

He almost levitates in the hall. He feels a light warm breeze on his bare chest as he tiptoes to your room. 

Thankfully your door is pressed shut not locked he doesn't even have to push on the creaking handle just lightly push in the door. But his heart stops when he spots you.

You are sound asleep, the city lights seeping from your open window, the light summer wind gently blowing on your heated and soft skin. Your breath quietly whistles as the air slither in and out of your lips between your teeth. Your hair beautifully spilled onto the pillow. You are absolutely breathtaking and also completely nude.

Jisung hears his heart beat in his ears, the accelerated blood flow drilling in his eardrums, making his chest heave up and down silently, sucking in one shaky breath after the other.

He only wanted to swipe a top and maybe a pair of panties from you he never ever even dared to hope to find you like this. Spread on your bed in all your glory. Never has he had the privilege to have such a view so he admired your body for long seconds, without a care for the discarded PJ’s next to your bed. Those were the last things on Jisung’s mind right now. 

He was only obsessed with you, with the way you breathed so calmly, with the way the light breeze made your perfect nipples harden, with the way your heavenly face seemed so peaceful, so tranquil with both your arms resting beside it as you laid on your back, your breast lightly spilling to your sides. Your beautiful legs extended in front of you. You looked fabricated, too perfect to be earthly. A piece of art, a masterpiece, a perfection only achievable by God themselves. 

Jisung swallowed thickly as he velvet traded to your bedside, entranced by your form. His eyes trailed down from your neck to your breasts to your stomach and even lower. What he wouldn’t give for you to spread your legs. Just a little so he could have a small peak at the object of his every thought. The secret and mysterious wonder he has been only able to imagine for this past year. If only you could just move, just a little bit.

Squeeeeek

One of the boards of the wooden floor creaked as Jisung stepped on it. He froze in his tracks, catching his bottom lip between his teeth, eyebrows knitting on his forehead. He stayed completely still and held his breath, his eyes instantly snapping back to your face. And he prayed, he prayed so piously in silence that you wouldn’t wake up to see him hunched over you like a creep.

And his prayers were answered. You didn’t wake up, instead you just lightly squirmed and parted your thighs.

Jisung’s jaw dropped to the floor as his eyes fell lower on your frame again, only this time it was right on your center. The brunette couldn’t believe his eyes he couldn’t process. You were absolutely beautiful. Every inch of you, from head to toe, was perfection and he couldn’t help but to stare you down right between the legs. 

But the uncomfortable feeling of his shorts restricting his hard on brought him back. There was no way he could just swipe the PJ’s now and go back. He couldn’t do it, whatever it was that he was trying to do in his room and failing miserably he had to do right here, right now. Why would he go back and imagine you when he could simply look at you?

With a shaky breath and trembling hands he whipped his painfully hard cock out. He didn’t even bother tugging down the shorts, only passing the member through one of the legs of the shorts. 

He grabbed his dick at the base firmly and slowly pulled his closed fist up to his tip, pressing the precum out of the slit.

Fuckkkk

He wanted to say this outloud but he possibly couldn’t. He couldn't risk waking you up.

A large bead of precum rolled out of his slit and down his shaft which he caught between his fingers, picking up the pace.

He wanted to go slower; he wanted to take his time looking at you and milking himself for you. But he couldn’t. He was too riled up, looking at you peacefully sleeping, unsuspecting of what he was doing right over you. The adrenaline pumped through his veins as his fist did around his hard cock. 

Jisung accelerated again, eyebrows meeting on his forehead as he felt himself inching closer to his release, he let out a barely audible grunt and immediately his eyes snapped up to your face which was still tranquil. He didn’t stop jacking himself off, soon the slick noises of his precum coated dick erupted but he couldn’t stop and you were so profoundly asleep that you seem like you didn’t notice the agitation around you.

Jisung felt himself twitch in his hand; he was so close. So close for you. 

Y/n, I’m cumming for you

Jisung screamed in his mind only moments before he crossed the edge, his upper body shuddering from ecstasy as he tensed his thighs, big spurts of thick white cum squirting from his pulsing and throbbing cock as he let his jaw hang loose. Thick ropes of hot cum crashing all over your stomach, thighs and even between your parted legs lazily dripping over your folds.

He was so entranced by your nude body layed and spreaded out for him to see that he didn’t think about the mess he would create if he let himself go right here but it was too late now and the mess was done. 

He fished out his phone from the pocket of his shorts. If he was already deep in it he might as well take a souvenir. He checked approximately two hundred times that his phone was on mute and that he didn’t have the flash on before snapping a few pictures of this breathtaking scene. Your body as his canvas and his warm cum as the art. 

Jisung started to panic when you started to squirm again, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, he looked over the room in a hurry maybe hoping to find a rag of sorts but there was nothing and he just stood there with his lip between his teeth once again praying that he didn't wake you. But fortunately you settled down again.

So that's when he had the craziest but possibly most brilliant idea he’s ever had. The only way to thoroughly leave your room without leaving clues was to eat his own cum off you. 

He thought about it for a second. If he used one of your clothes hanging on your chair, you would certainly notice the white stains later when you were going to do your laundry. If he took back the piece of clothing and washed it himself you would also notice your shirt disappear and magically reappear clean and folded…

So with this reasoning he kneeled on the floor at the edge of the bed and stuck his tongue out, inching closer to your stomach. He laid his tongue flat and swiped it across your burning skin, he scooped the thick and sticky cum right into his mouth. The strong bitter and salty taste took over his tastebuds. He then went down to clean his mess on your thighs and finally to your center.

He swiped his tongue across your folds. Much to his surprise -and contentment- he tasted something else blending with his own taste. 

You.

He looked back for a second to notice the slight glimmering of your slick barely peaking between your folds. Jisung couldn't hold back from bringing his nose to your center, taking a big whiff of you. 

So that’s what sex with you would smell like. He carefully licked again. That's how it would taste like. Both of your flavours and scents beautifully mixing to result in this intoxicating cocktail that was making Jisung’s head spin.

The addicting flavour spread through his mind like wildfire setting his soul ablaze. He licked again, this time a little less gentle and right on your clit.

And he froze when you let out a barely audible, very quiet little moan. Jisung felt his skin crawl back onto his flesh, the hairs of his forearms standing. He looked at you again, you were still sound asleep.

Was it possible that somehow you were feeling him between your thighs while you were still dreaming. Jisung didn’t know. The only thing that was certain to him was that he needed more of you. He licked again and he was rewarded by another moan followed by the brief mention of a word. A word he heard a thousand times hanging from your sweet lips. A word so mundanely banal. His name.

His name slipped out of your pretty mouth to crash onto him, hitting him right in the chest. His name said so perfectly.

“Jisung…aaah” you moaned softly, almost whimpering.

He froze again and carefully peeled his eyes off your center to look at your face. But you appeared to be still sleeping. So it meant you were dreaming of him. Your body felt good and your mind chose him to explain this feeling. 

He couldn’t take it anymore he started to swirl his tongue around your clit. Everything was just too much. Your divine nude form layed on the bed, your smell, your taste and now your voice moaning his name.

Jisung didn't want this to ever stop. He started to move his tongue rapidly around your now swollen little bundle of nerves as he jerked off his cock again with both his hands. Rutting inside his fists like a street dog in heat as he feasted on your taste, lapping at your entrance and plunging his tongue inside of you to swipe his tongue back up to your swollen clit, sucking around the erected nub until you were breathless, pearls of sweat rolling on your forehead. 

Jisung felt you throb on his tongue and suddenly your body tenses up, your head thrown back and you squirted all over his open and welcoming mouth. He relished on your cum, swallowing your release in big gulps as he made himself cum again with you, careful to only spill his seed in his hand this time around. Mind numbing euphoria coursing through his body from his lower stomach. He gently guided you through your orgasm, softly lapping at your throbbing clit until your body went limp.

***

Jisung started eating breakfast before you this morning. He couldn't help but smirk when you emerged from the hall with small groggy eyes.

“Hey sleepy head!” he greeted you with this signature adorable smile, his fluffy cheeks rising like bread dough. You responded by a sleepy groan.

“Actually I think I dreamt of you” You frowned trying to recall the blurry memories of the dream…

Jisung’s wholesome smile turned into a sly smirk as he attempted to hide it in his cereal bowl.

“Oh really?”

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[singsangseung]

Like a dog in heat- Kim Seungmin

Welcome back! I have been having some thoughts on mr.Kim Seungmin and this is where it got me…:D

Summary: you have been feeling needy for your boyfriend, and he thinks it’s funny, seeing you that way. All you want to do is play but all he wants to do is tease

Warnings:SMUT, degradation kink, mention of periods/menstruating, fem!reader, reader is referred to as-puppy,slut,whore, unprotected piv sex(not on my Christian Minecraft server),rough sex, seungmin being an asshole(teasingly), creampie,oral sex(f!receiving), cursing,spitting, he hits readers thigh and ass,um idk what else :3

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You had just gotten off of your period, 3 days ago and that meant you have been super horny for the past week and 3 days. The three days because you wanted your energy fully recharged so you could have a good fuck-session—and seungmin could last for hours. It was astounding how he could go on so long. Cumming into you and still being hard as a rock, after.You missed having Seungmin’s cock in you, and his mouth on you. Sure, you had given him blowjobs and you made out while you were on your period, but it never holds a candle to him eating you out or fingering you or your favorite….him fucking you.

You needed it , you craved it.

That leads you to now, you and Seungmin have been making out for the past ten minutes, with you on your back. You were down to your underwear—a lacy black set he gifted you— and him down to his boxers. Slightly pulling away from his lips you whispered,”Please Seungie. Need you,” you whined, trying to push your hips up to his. “Need what puppy? I’m right here,” he chuckled, placing kisses down your neck and chest.”Gotta tell me exactly what you want,” he mumbled, kissing down your stomach.”Want my fingers? Mouth? ……” he paused, pulling your panties down your legs.

Yes…all of the above. You needed all of it.

You couldn’t speak, the sheer need for him and his teasing knocking the words from you. “I-I..” you managed to choke out and he laughed. Smack. You felt a hot sting on the inside of your thigh,”I asked you a fucking question,puppy.” He barked, holding your legs apart; your cunt clenching around nothing and absolutely drenched, your arousal leaking from your whole. Whining, you tried to push your pussy to his mouth, before he held your hips down. “Answer my fucking question, puppy.” He seethed, sucking a hickey into your thigh. “Fuuuc! Mouth, please!Please, Minnie!” You groaned, fisting a hand of his hair. Then, he got to work. Chuckling, he licked a bold stripe from your entrance to your clit, collecting your arousal and spitting it back onto you. “Fuck, what a sweet little pussy,” he moaned, his eyes closing as he ate you out with vigor. Bumping his nose into your clit, he prodded his tongue into your entrance and shook his head back and forth . Fuck, he was good with his mouth. Clenching your eyes shut, you arched your back, pulling his hair. “Hnnnngh! Fuuuuck -fuck fuck! So fucking good Minnie.” You moaned, your thighs threatening to close around his head. Looking up at you with hooded eyes, he spat more of your fluid onto your clit and smirked. “Yeah?You like when I eat your filthy pussy, puppy?” He murmured out, licking around your pussy, and sucking your clit. Whimpering, you nodded, eyes rolling back into your head. “Oh my fuck! Yeeaahhhh, feels so fucking good..Hnnnnngh.” You cried, tugging the roots of his hair. Pulling away from your cunt, Seungmin leaned up to kiss you,”Yeah, your pussy is so sweet,too,puppy. Here…..try some.” He whispered the last part, kissing you , the taste of your arousal falling on your tongue. “So sweet yeah?” He whispered against your lips.

Nodding, you tugged his hair gain to hold him close to you, not noticing as he slipped two of his fingers into you. “Oh! Fuck, seungminnnnn!” You whined, eyes rolling back and your head falling onto the pillows. “Yeah? You like when I fuck your little pussy with my big fingers?” He crooned, fucking his fingers into you faster and using his thumb to rub your clit. “Hnnnnngh! Mmmmm fuck! Yes!” You cried, hips grinding onto his hand. Shoving your hips down, Seungmin snapped at you, “look at you so fucking desperate, Like a fucking dog in heat. You wanna cum that bad?” With your eyes still closed, you whined and nodded, unable to speak. But, that wasn’t enough for him, no no. Forcefully taking your jaw in his hand, he fucked into you even faster. “I said do. You.want. To.cum. Or are you too fucking stupid to understand that,puppy?” He seethed through his teeth. Shaking your head, you whimpered, feeling the walls of your pussy clench around his fingers.”Hnnngh! Yes! Yes- please ! Wanna. Cum! ‘M so close!” You begged, feeling the knot in your stomach reaching its limit.

“Cum.like the desperate little whore you are….Cum.”

With a final thrust from his fingers and circle of your clit, you came …..HARD. Crying, you threw your head back, the knot in your stomach unraveling at lightening speed. Your orgasm gripping you like a vice, your fluids gushed out a you. “Yeeeeeeessssss! Fuck fuck fuuuucckkkkk! So good , thank you minnie!” You cried, your legs clamping shut . Glowering down at you, Seungmin smiled. “Yeah, such a good puppy…..giving me such a good orgasm. Fucking soaked me,whore.” He chastised, holding up his dripping hand. Oh. “Too bad, I’m not done with you.” He smirked, pulling off his boxers, rock hard dick slapping his toned stomach. Fuck.

In the blink of an eye, he had maneuvered you to be face down and ass up. Holding the base of his dick in his hand, he slid the tip through your folds. “Fuck, can’t wait to fuck this tight pussy.” He hissed, tapping the tip against your clit. “You want that,puppy? Want me to fuck this whore pussy?” He barked, smacking your ass. Nodding, you whined and turned your head to see him over your shoulder. “Fuck, yes please.” “Say it, puppy. Say you want me to your fuck your whore pussy.” He groaned, pushing his tip in,only to pull it back out. “Yes! I want you to fuck my who-“ you whimpered, crying out as he slammed his whole length into you. “Yeeeah, so fucking tight,pup.” Seungmin groaned, setting a brutal pace. “How are you so tight?” He whispered, more to himself. You were so overcome with pleasure , that you couldn’t even speak. Seeing your already fucked out state, seungmin chuckled. “Aw, is my little puppy too dumb to speak? My big cock too much for you, puppy?” He sneered, reaching a hand into your hair. Shaking his head, he thrusted even harder into you and pulled your hair. “Too fucking bad. Take my fucking cock,slut.” He growled, letting go of your hair and you fell back against the pillows. “Too fucking dumb to speak. How pathetic.” Smack. A smack to your ass. Another smack.

Wreathing, you looked up at him, your walls clenching and eyes glossy. “Fuck. Min, I’m close. ‘ You cried, hands gripping the pillow so hard that your knuckles went white. “Yeah? You’re close,pup?” He crooned, punctuating every word with a harsh thrust of his hips. His tip was getting your g-spot with every thrust. You weakly nodded, feeling the knot in your stomach almost breaking and whimpered. “Y-yes. I’m gonna cum,min min.” You whined, walls clamping on the shaft of his cock like a vice. Snap, your orgasm hit you. “Oh my fucking god! Oh fuck fuck fuck! “ You cried, legs shaking as your cum gushed out of you, again and again. Looking down at where his dick was pushed into you, Seungmin groaned. “Fuck, yeah, puppy. Soak my fucking cock like that. Gripping me so fucking tight. Can’t even move in that pussy,whore.” He groaned, as you cried and wailed, the pleasure causing you to see white.

But, he had yet to cum. So, before you could even register—in your post orgasm state— Seungmin flipped you onto your stomach with your legs on his shoulders and lined his cockhead up with your entrance. “One more, slut, I know you can take it. Then, I’ll give you my cum and fill you to the brim.” He smiled, before pushing his cock back into you. “Fuuuck, puppy. So fucking wet.” He groaned, starting to set a steady pace and lolling his head to rest on his shoulder. You could only moan, pulling him down to kiss you. Lips interlocked, you mumbled against his lips. “Soo big Minnie. You’re so deep,fuck.” You whined, into his mouth. His jaw went slack, and he continued thrusting,”I’m close, fuck. Cum one more time for me,” he panted out, reaching one hand to rub quick circles onto your clit. “C’mon, baby. Give me one more. I’m nearly there.” His fingers sped up and you sucked in a breath. “Fuck, min. Gonna cu-“ you started, before your orgasm hit you and you gushed over him again. “Yeah yeah yeah! Fuck meeeeee! I’m cumming,baby. “He whined, his hips faltering before stalling. Groaning into your neck, he came. Rope after rope of his white cum filling you to the brim “Yeah , take my fucking cum.” He smiled, eyes glassy and completely spent.

After catching his breath, he slowly pulled out, seeing the way his cum seeped out of your hole. “Full, that’s so hot, baby.” He mumbled, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips before collapsing next to you. “Hi, my love,” He cooed, seeing you still panting. “Hi, handsome,”You smiled, your chest still heaving. ‘You feel okay?” He whispered, running a hand over your hair, as you nodded , a yawn escaping your lips . “Mmmmmm. I feel good baby, just tired.” You giggled, your eyes threatening to shut, ‘just wanna nap.” Giggling, Seungmin kissed your hairline and smiled, a yawn escaping him . “Mmm, let’s nap.”

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[yuna542]

Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 19<-

Part 20

Pairing: Han x reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Under 18 DNI!, Smut, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, Pet Names, Swearing, Oral (m & f receiving), Squirting, Arguing

Word Count: 4.6k

Note: Next Part whoop whoop. Tell me how you like it! Bratty but desperate Jisung is my favourite tbh. Comments, Likes and Reblogs are always a blessing <3

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

Changbin shook his head and the rest of the boys settled down in the living room.

"How can you get so horny from arguing?", he asked while looking at the closed door, and Hyunjin buried his face in a pillow.

"I can't go back to my room for the next few hours. I can hear everything through the walls", he grumbled into the fabric and Chan just grinned:

"It's a good thing, isn't it? For the two of them to let off some steam and relieve some tension."

"You could call it that", Seungmin replied ironically, preparing pizzas with Felix in the kitchen.

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You were just waiting for that all day. Your hands flew into his hair, tugging lightly as you clung to each other chaotically. His hands went under your dress, grabbed your breasts, and he ripped it off you like he couldn't wait a second longer. All the pent up rage and anger erupted as if you had saved it all just for this moment.

Your teeth clashed against each other and even your tongues fought for dominance as you mercilessly licked into each others mouths. Fireworks took away any ability to think and all you felt was the ecstasy that made your blood boil.

He pushed you roughly to his bed and his hands were everywhere at once. You didn't even notice how your bra disappeared. His shirt also landed on the floor before the back of your knees even touched the mattress.

He pushed you down on the mattress until you were under him and licked a strip across your belly with his tongue, up to between your breasts, where he bit into your warm flesh harder than necessary. Your fingernails brushed over his scalp and down his neck until you felt the muscles of his defined shoulders working under his skin.

"God... I love your tits so much...", he gasped, taking one nipple into his mouth to circle it with his tongue.

The other breast he kneaded with one hand and immediately your breathing stuttered as his mouth worked the sensitive spots, like he knew exactly what he needed to do, to control your body.

"Oh fuck...", you breathed as he sucked your skin between his teeth and licked a wet line up to your neck. He smiled in amusement when you got goosebumps as he blew on the wet spot and the cold made you shiver. Your legs were already weak and as he spread light kisses up your neck, a sinful moan escaped you.

"Honey, if you don't like my teasing, why are you moaning?", he suddenly whispered in your ear and you wanted to slap the shit out of him and be fucked in the mattress at the same time. His face hovered in front of yours and his eyes shone like liquid caramel in the pale light of his room.

You balled your hand into a fist in his hair and pulled his head closer until your lips brushed his lightly. But when he tried to lean forward further to kiss your lips, you held him by the hair, until he hissed.

"Do you want to just talk or fuck me, Hannie?", you whispered seductively against his lips and you felt something hard on your inner thigh making itself known. His eyes roamed up and down your face and the tension almost made you tremble. He leaned back, stood up and slipped out of his pants and underwear without taking his eyes off you.

Meanwhile, you took off your panties too and he leaned over you again, one elbow to the left of your head and the other hand wandering down your belly until his fingers brushed through your wet folds.

"Are you so desperate to get fucked by me, my pretty little slut?", he asked mockingly as you pushed your hips at him. You were so starved and wanted to finally feel him. Wanted to work off all that stress on him until you couldn't breath anymore.

"Shut the fuck up!", you growled, yanking on his hair to get his lips back on yours. You put all your anger and frustration into the kiss, which he caused you today. You hoped he felt it. By now you didn't know if you were fighting or making out.

But why in the world was this so hot?

Why did it feel like being consumed by a firestorm?

"Such bad manners, jagi... Maybe I should do something about that."

Your quick-witted reply got caught in your throat as he sank two fingers into you and began pumping them directly into your soaking cunt. Gasping, you arched your back and clasped his wrist next to your head with your hand.

Faster and faster he pumped his fingers into you, watching you loosing control over your facial expressions as he did so. His cock twitched excitedly at the sight of your aroused face and your juices on his fingers. He knew you were already about to reach your climax.

That just his fingers did that to you, was unbelievable to you.

But he suddenly just stopped and withdrew. You propped yourself up on your elbows and looked at him accusingly.

"If you want it so badly, you're going to have to work for it“, he said, and sat down next to you on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard.

His eyes sparkled with delight at your annoyed expression.

"Come on and ride my cock like the good little slut you are!"

You could only shake your head and look at him stunned. But at the sight of his length lying invitingly in his hand, you climbed onto his lap and lined yourself up with him.

"Idiot", you muttered, eliciting another adorable smile from him before sinking down on his dick, eyes meeting Hans's, not breaking even as your lids fluttered wildly. You automatically grabbed his shoulders to hold on as his thick cock splits you open. He held your hips tight and helped you to guide your hips until he was completely absorbed in you. You took a few seconds to breath and get used to his length.

Then you started to move your hips and he moaned loudly as your walls wrapped around him, squeezing him and hitting deep. He leaned his head against the headboard and watched you bounce on his cock.

Your back arched, your hands were tight on his chest, and your hips pushed back as you took him to the base, feeling the head bump against the deepest part of you.

"That's it, baby," he gasped, engrossed in the sigh of his throbbing member, thrusting into your wet cunt.

His voice trembled as he felt you squeeze him as if your cunt was milking him for all he was worth. Your body melted under the sensation of him widening your walls with a delicious sting deep inside you. He watched your soft breasts bounce above him with every movement of your body. With a grip on your hips, he guided you up and down his shaft, the desperate feeling from earlier bubbling inside him as he wanted nothing but his release now.

"Faster, babe... You look so pretty riding my cock like that… Fuck… Like that“

The little whines that escaped him made your head spin. Happy to comply with his request, you quickened your pace and road him with more force. His breathing was strained and his forehead glistened with sweat, reminding you of how he looked when he was doing a performance on stage.

"That's it fuck yourself on my cock honey", he purred and started to struggle to keep his eyes open, his chest was heaving and you were a moaning mess as you were filled completely by him.

Even though he would have loved nothing more but to pound into you, you started to slowly realise that he was punishing you because of everything you had done to him today.

The game was not over and right now you were doing all the work, to satisfy him.

Just like that, he wanted to annoy you again.

You've been riding him for an eternity now, and the sound of skin slapping together mixed with wetness filled his room. You needed something to trigger both of your climaxes and you needed it quickly.

However, he was the only one who came closer to his orgasm.

He didn't touch you as greedily as you loved it. Otherwise he snapped his hips into you, hitting your sensitive spots every time, groping your tits and sucking on your skin, but now he just looked at you and enjoyed your desperate face, while realising you just couldn't do it alone. You needed him more than anything.

Suddenly you felt his length swell inside you and already his eyes rolled back and his mouth hung open as he cum inside you with a loud whimper of your name and you felt his warm load deep painting your walls. Your muscles were already tired, but you craved the liberating high so much that you pushed your lower lip forward and leaned your forehead against his neck, out of breath, while his cock twitched inside you.

"Make me come Ji!", you requested and he stroked both hands down your back to your waist where he drew circles on your hip bone with his thumb.

"You didn't think I'd let you get away with that cheeky behavior today, did you?", he murmured in your ear, before he kissed your earlobe and you could clearly hear the smug grin from his tone. Slowly, you raised your head and looked directly at him again. His dick still balls deep stretching your walls and teasing the hot mess between your thighs.

His eyes glistened from the adrenaline of the orgasm and his hair framed his handsome face like a cloud.

Still, you wanted to smack him in the face.

"Are you serious?", you asked, clenching your hands into fists at his chest.

He tilted his head a little, smiling and looking so beautiful that you had to pause for a moment.

"You gonna come untouched or you not gonna come at all", he replied and everything inside you screamed for release. Your body needed that orgasm, otherwise you were going to die, you were sure of it.

"What the fuck Hannie! Just because I teased you a little?", you said, feeling the heat rush around inside you as his dick was still buried deep inside you.

He leaned forward a bit and kissed you intensely. Still against your lips, he murmured:

"Beg for it!"

"What?"

His hands continued to stroke your ass, pinching it briefly to tease you further.

"If you want me to make you come, beg for it!“

"No way!", you said quickly. Your stubbornness wouldn't let him win the game. He had you right where he wanted and you almost had to admire him for his tactical talent.

"You know how to make me come. So do it already!", you said irritably and rolled your hips against his, eliciting a clipped gasp from him.

"I'm not letting you finsih until you say please", he chirped, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

You glared at him with a dangerous glint, but he just enjoyed being superior to you. How he would have loved to fuck you until the whole building knew his name, but the look on your face was worth it.

"You win, Hannie", you said suddenly and climbed off his lap.

Completely perplexed, with his eyebrows drawn together, he watched you pick up his shirt from the floor and pull it over your head. Then you grabbed one of his boxers from his closet and with your clothes under your arm, you ran to the door.

Han was completely confused and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Y/N? What-"

"If you won't do it, I will get off by myself. Or ask one of the other members...", you shouted unbothered, already halfway down the hallway with the open door in your hand, slamming it shut. You had to keep your serious expression with all your might, because in reality you just wanted him and nothing else at the moment. And all of him, but you wouldn't make it that easy for him.

So you left him with his confused face and slipped out into the hallway, walked through the living room to get to your room, and were eyed by seven pairs of eyes while passing.

Chan and Jeongin were standing in the kitchen while the rest were in the living room eating the pizzas.

They had all heard your last sentence and the conversations had immediately died down. They followed you with their gazes as you raced to your room in Han's clothes and before you reached the door, you could hear Changbin calling out:

"I can help you with that if you want, doll."

But you threw the door shut behind you and threw yourself on your bed. You buried your face in your pillow and groaned in annoyance.

Why was it so exhausting, yet so damn hot at the same time to mess around with Jisung? Something about him drove you insane and turned on at the same time.

You rolled onto your back stared at the ceiling and pulled the collar of his shirt over your nose. Then you inhaled deeply smelling his cologne on the fabric.

It was intoxicating and you automatically closed your eyes as his own scent of a fragrant garden in the summer morning sun mixed with irresistible tangy freshness clouded your mind.

His smell was as extravagant as he was and made you addicted to get more of it. You looked up when suddenly your door was yanked open and Han stood before you in nothing but boxers.

"What do you...?"

But that was as far as you got.

"Shut up and spread your legs! Now!"

With these words, he knelt in front of you and took off his boxers from you.

Astonished, you let him pull you by the waist to the edge of the bed until his face was hovering right in front of your core.

"What changed your mind?", you asked, and the feeling of excitement in your belly made you smile broadly as he looked up at you.

"You really think I'd let you touch yourself when I'm around? I would never let that happen. Fuck I love your pussy. Want to eat you out so bad", he mumbled and encircled your thighs with his hands as you got wet again just from his words.

"Lay down! I'm gonna take care of that pretty pussy", he said and you let yourself fall onto your back.

Already you felt him placing gentle kisses right next to your cunt and finally right on your lips. You whimpered softly as everything inside you was on fire. Finally he gave you what you wanted and he was so good at it. So good that you ran one hand through his hair as he started licking through your folds and immediately your pussy pulsated.

He circled your clit with his tongue and sucked on the bud of nerves until you gasped his name. His tongue ran the length of your pussy, lapping up the dripping wetness of your arousal, before swirling around and then moving to suck your clit back between his plump pink lips. Your hands had found themselves tangled in his hair, needing something to ground yourself as you found your head swimming with pleasure.

"Oh, my god", you gasped as he sunk his tongue into you and he clawed his hands tighter into your thighs to keep them apart.

He was tasting you as though he was a man starved, the rumbling vibrations of his moans and groans sending shivers down your spine.

Just your taste and the little sighs that carried his name across your lips as you pulled his hair with one hand made him instantly hard again. Every flick of his tongue was controlled, his only goal was your pleasure. His fingers dig into one of your thighs, and the feeling of your hips twitching against him drove him insane, even like the smell of your sweet puffy lips all spread out for him, the cum dribbling down his chin and your pussy clenching against his mouth.

For a moment he detached his mouth from your throbbing cunt and looked at you through your legs.

You had rarely seen anything more beautiful.

His hair fell into his eyes, which sparkled like gems, and his mouth and chin shone from your slick.

"I could live between your thighs. Promise me never to touch you yourself when I'm around. I'll do that for you."

You shifted your hips forward, missing his mouth against your cunt.

"Don't stop, Hannie!," you cried breathlessly and squirmed on your sheets, wiggling your hips against his face. He hummed aroused, seeing you so desperate and greedy for him. You could barely stand the loss of contact and looked down at him.

He gave you so much pleasure that after one look into his puppy eyes you gave him what he wanted.

"Please Ji... Please make me come! Please, please, Hannie!"

Because of your begging, his cock became unbearably hard and twitched impatiently in his boxers. He could do this for hours all day and everyday, your cunt was his heaven.

"Holy shit..." he whispered and couldn't take his eyes off you. He had teased you, but hearing you beg now really had an effect on him and his body that he could never describe. Immediately he wanted to give you everything. An orgasm, pleasure and the whole damn world right along with it.

"Please... I need you so bad right now. I'm begging you, babe!", you breathed softly as you cupped his face.

Right away, he got back to work. Only this time he fucked you with his fingers and tongue, worked your clit with his thumb and soon you were seeing stars. You threw your head back, tugged on his hair as you grinded against his face.

He groaned against you, reaching down to touch himself through his boxers. You turned him on so much that he almost came in his boxers for the second time.

In a fluid motion he threw your legs on his shoulders and you crawled your nails in the sheets with the hand that did not pull his hair.

"Ji... Ji... Oh god. I'm gonna..."

With one last swipe of his tongue and his thumb rubbing on your clit, you were pushed over the edge, legs shaking around his head as he continued to move his tongue against you to savor your high to the last second.

You fell apart and the world around you faded into a bright white.

When you next opened your eyes, you were still lying on your back, but Jisung was beside you, stroking your cheek soothingly. He had his head propped up on his hand and was watching you with a satisfied smile.

"Welcome back," he said, and you tried to blink away the blurred vision in confusion.

"What happened?", you asked, confused, straightening up a bit.

"You squirted all over my face. It was so fucking sexy."

A confused laugh escaped you paired with a loud exhale and you ran your hands through your hair. You rolled onto your side as well and you just looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds, grinning.

"You begged", he teased and you buried your face into your pillow, embarrassed.

"I hate you", you muttered, but it was obvious you didn't mean a word of it. You lifted your gaze slightly again to look at him.

"I just wanted to reward you."

"Whatever. You begged. I won", he said smugly, pulling you closer by the waist to plant a kiss on your chest. You playfully pushed him away with one hand, causing him to fall on his back and look at the ceiling, giggling.

That's when you noticed the tent in his boxers. He was still completely hard and you automatically licked your lips at the thought of his pretty dick.

"I guess now it's my turn to return the favor", you said in a dark tone and climbed on top of him with one knee between his legs.

Wide-eyed, he watched you pull down his boxers and take hold of his painfully tense length without hesitation. He exhaled audibly and his head fell against the headboard as you slowly began to move your hand up and down his shaft.

As you did so, you kissed his chest and lightly bit into his skin until he hissed loudly.

His hands flew to your breasts and squeezed them as if he had to hold on somewhere and his pouted lips were so cute that you couldn't stop looking at his handsome face, while palming him.

You let your hand move faster and faster over his length and his eyes rolled back as the perceptions overtook him. Your wet mouth on his chest wandering up to his neck, nibbling on his heated skin and your fine fingers around his throbbing cock was enough to bring on his orgasm. Your soft, small hands were so much better than his own. Just the sight of your elegant fingers with those pretty red nails wrapped around its thick length were enough to make him whimper and pout like a puppy.

You massaged his balls with your other hand and he gripped your breasts harder.

"Fuck... babe... Your hands are so soft... So good", he moaned with a strangled whimper. With one hand, he brushed a strand of hair from your face and ran his index and middle fingers down to your bottom lip.

You opened your mouth and began to suck them all in your mouth. You could see his eyes light up and his dick trembled in your hands. It was almost adorable how he melted under your hands and was all yours.

He began to buckle his hips into your hand and when his movements began to stutter, you knew he was about to come. You sucked on his fingers again before letting them go with a pop and tilting your head a little.

"Where do you want it, Hannie?", you asked with a smile that was way too sweet for the fact that you just gave him the best handjob of his life.

"Into your mouth. I want to cum onto your tongue!"

So you slid down until your lips hovered just before his tip. As you did so, you gave a little more pressure along his length until his hands clawed desperately at the sheets. He watched every move and soaked up the sight. You licked at the tip of his painfully hard dick and his head almost exploded when you looked straight at him.

Everything in him was looking forward to feeling your mouth around his cock, but just before the redemptive orgasm could wash over him, you slowed the movement of your hand, looked up at him through your long lashes, and said in a challenging tone:

"Beg for it!"

The expression on his face was frozen. His mouth was open and the realization that you had manipulated him made him panic. That brief moment was enough for you and as soon as you grinned broadly, you heard his breathing resume.

"Just kidding, babe", you said with satisfaction in your voice and moved your hand again with the intensity that made him break apart. You licked along his entire length and tightened your grip until he whimpered your name.

After a few more thrusts, he gasped:

"Open your mouth!"

His thick cock leaking and throbbing so bad he was on the verge of seeing stars. You opened your mouth, he grabbed your hair and pushed his cock into your mouth until it bumped the back of your throat.

You bobbed your head a few more times and he scrunched up his face, as his brain stopped functioning. He jerked your head back and you stuck your tongue out.

"Oh god. Oh fuck, fuck...", he stuttered dazedly.

He came on your tongue with a naughty moan and the sight of his cum on your lips and tongue made his whole body prickle.

"Swallow it!", he instructed, continuing to hold your hair to watch you swallow it all down.

As he slowly recovered from his high, he let go of you and cupped your checks with both hands to pull you up to him. His lips collided with yours and he kissed you so hard he could still taste himself on you.

"You're a goddess", he whispered against your lips between kisses and you brushed your fingertips over his abs. You both paused for a moment without pulling away from each other when there was a knock at the door.

"If you're done with your weird sex fight, come on out! We made pizza for you guys. Channie thinks you should eat something", you heard Seungmin at the door and both of you snorted at the same time.

„It's all good. Just had a whole meal", Han chuckled and you nudged his side with a loud breath.

"Freaks...", you heard Seungmin say as he walked away and you fell on your backs next to each other, holding your stomachs from laughing. Once you calmed down and got your breath back a little, he turned his head and looked at you.

A few strands of hair fell into his forehead as he did so.

"Are you hungry?", he asked, and you smiled.

As you reached out your hand and brushed the strands of hair out of his forehead, you felt your stomach growl at the mention of food.

Actually you didn't eat all day.

"Yeah. Like crazy."

"Good, because so am I", he smiled and took your hand before you could pull it back to kiss each of your knuckles.

You straightened up and he slipped back into his shirt and boxers that you'd stolen from him.

You threw on a hoodie and some Pyjama-bottoms.

At the door, Han held you once more, took your face in his hands, and looked so deeply into your eyes that your legs softened again.

"Let's repeat that soon. That was fun."

You rolled your eyes, but laughed heartily. That's when he spread little kisses on your forehead, your cheeks, your chin. Everywhere he reached a patch of skin, he littered you with kisses and you squinted your eyes, giggling, and trying to push him away a little, overwhelmed by his excessive love attack.

"Come on! Let's eat something!", you laughed, and that's when he let go of you.

You slipped out of the room before him and tried to get to safety when you felt him close behind you, but he was faster. He slapped you on the ass and chased you, making you squeal loudly and run into the living room where you threw yourself to safety in Chan's arms.

"Finally!" sighed Minho, pushing two plates of steaming pizza towards you.

Han dropped down on the floor next to Jeongin and grabbed one of the pieces, which smelled tempting. Your mouth immediately watered and you grabbed one as well, biting into it with relish.

Both of you glowed with energy and it was obvious where all that playfulness came from.

"Did you make up?" asked Changbin, looking up from his phone.

„Of course they did. Don't you smell the heavy scent of sex that surrounds them?", Hyunjin asked and went to the kitchen to get something to drink.

You just grinned as you chewed and Han winked at you across the table.

"We were just chilling", he said jokingly.

"We could hear that", Hyunjin muttered and put a can of coke in front of each of you, while Felix looked back and forth between you with amusement.

"How can you have so much energy? After such a day?", asked Jeongin shaking his head and yawning loudly.

"You two are really alike. You know that?", said Chan amusedly, running his hand under your hoodie to stroke your back while you leaned forward to shove the pizza into your mouth.

Immediately, you both frowned, with big eyes and mumbled in sync with your mouth full:

"No way!"

For a moment you stared at each other, puzzled, then laughter erupted around you.

->Part 21

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[felixisourayofsunshine]

Stray Kids Made History!!!!!

Stray Kids have just made history as the only k-pop group and only group since One Direction to have debuted heir four chartable albums consecutively on No.1 billboard 200.

They are the fastest group all time to do it, beating One Direction with a record of 1 year and 8 months.

Their albums who have helped them achieve this milestone are:

Oddinary

Maxident

5-Star

樂-STAR.

They have once again proved themselves. They continue to climb higher on the hall of fame.

My boys are truly:

Shaking the industry

Quaking reality

Making it iconic.

#shining bright like a star in the sky ✨ ⭐ #they wonder how my spotlight is so bright ✨✨ #say it louder #so say with me..“Stray Kids World Domination” #i am so proud of them #stray kids #skz #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #seungmin #yang jeongin #樂 star #5 star #maxident #oddinary #hall of fame #billboard #billboard top 200 #3racha #skz danceracha #vocalracha #record breaking #bystay #stray kids everywhere all around the world #you make stray kids stay #stray kids world domination

[hyunfilms]

💭 blue side - a tiny ch. 10 spoiler under the cut

#listen i know ppl are kinda annoyed with jisung and how he’s being super protective of oc #but i think this chapter will show you why he acts the way he does #also a pretty important chapter !! #hyunfilms: blue side of the sky #lee know series

[kimsirinapa]

Stray Kids “ Time Out ” mixtape timeout 01.08  ♡ hbd stay day ♡

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[froghwon]

I’ve been dreaming ♪

#nctinc #kpopco #nct dream #mark lee #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle #jisung #7dream #vicsedits #i would have also giffed the shot of all of them at the beginning #but the wide was kinda far away #my villain origin story *shakes fist at sky*

[channieandhisgoonsquad]

Unplanned Events (Part Four)

Word Count: 1952

Warnings: Suggestive comments, mention of weight concerns

Part four of my posts

Comments: It's been a minute, but here ya girl is, back with another self indulgent fourth part. Han is an important part of being who I am now. Thank goodness for him! <3

Summary: In an unfortunate turn of events, you are alone in the big city for the weekend of your SKZ concert. Unsure of what is safest for you and what you should do, your weekend takes a second unexpected turn when you run into your bias Han Jisung at the park.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 7.5 / Part 8

This feeling isn’t unfamiliar to you. You’ve been in a few situations where peoples’ words were sweet enough to work you up; where you were spellbound by some magical speech of love and all those things we all want.

Your previous long term relationship was supposed to be your first and your last person to talk sweet, but they fucked that up hardcore when you caught them trying and succeeding to get with people on Instagram.

There were other weirdos that you had just met that always called you pretty, but you just assumed it was them being sweet.

Han is different. You always felt that through the vlogs, the bubble messages, and his actions. Everything he does feels different.

You lifted yourself up from his grasp and walked to the glass window and leaned against it to look at him. He hadn’t moved but that same terrified “o” shaped expression was on his face.

You looked away to see where his IGs went, and found them both lingering in the gift shop area looking at all the little trinkets. They hadn’t spoken to you yet, but thankfully they were goofing around trying on silly novelty hats. It was comforting to see them relaxed and being normal people.

Your gaze returned to Han, who was apparently taking a photo of you and you immediately covered your face with your arm. He huffed when he was caught, “It’s okay, I got a good one. You look like such a badass in the sky.”

“Doubt it. Come show me.” You teased the man huddled on the floor five feet away. You did you best to coax him with a little ‘come hither’ finger and a sly smirk.

He couldn’t resist the challenge and scooted his ass closer without putting an inch of space between him and the ground. So you reached out your hand to get him up.

He pouted, but grabbed it nonetheless. You put some weight into lifting him up so that he had to catch himself against the glass wall. “Ahhh!” He turned away with a smack on the glass. regret and fear were plastered on his face as he slid down the glass onto the edging with his back on the wall. “I don’t know if it’s worse facing it or knowing what’s behind me.”

You scooted down to sit with him against the glass, relaxed as ever, unphased by the height. “Eh. We’ll be fine. Let me see that picture.” You leaned your head closer to his shoulder for a better view, but he reached over his own head and rested your cheek fully on his shoulder, “You’re ridiculous.” You sighed comfortably into his muscular shoulder.

“You love me.” He retorted while turning his puckered lips back at you, but you had no choice but to turn his sassy face back at his hands. He unlocked his phone to get back to the photo app. You were watching the whole time and caught that Bbama was his background and you immediately started cooing at how cute the pup was.

“He is the cutest, but this photo is a close second.” He pulled up the shot he got of you. It was landscape mode and only of your torso up, and you were casually smiling off camera at his guards. It did look nice with the partly cloudy sky behind you, but you couldn’t help noticing the unfortunate way your tshirt hugged every curve and roll of your body.

Feeling a little overly self conscious, you went to grab your flannel that had been wrapped around your waist. Han noticed the motion and the look on your face and grabbed your loose flannel away and wrapped it around his waist instead.

“Unfortunately,” sounding more like ‘unfortiniglatly’, “this will be mine until we leave. I love your body. You look great, babe. And I can show all the strangers the hot lady by my side.”

This man is relentless. He doesn’t have to say these things to you. You’re friends for the day. If he wasn’t going to relinquish the cover up, then you had no choice but to walk away from him. He can’t ‘show you off’ if you act like you don’t know him.

You got up without looking back and went to the gift shop area to laugh at the guards. They saw you coming and tried to act stoic and tough, but they forgot about the ridiculously tall hats they had on that imitated the image of the tower they were in

You wanted to take a picture but didn’t know if that was against the rules, so instead, you pointed at the top of your own head and chuckled, “Those look great on you. I dare you to wear them all day.”

They looked at you in horror, realizing their dumb mistake, then at each other confused. Han came up behind you, slid his arm around your lower back, and spoke to them to explain my comment.

The hats FLEW off so fast and the both shook their heads in continued horror. “No, miss. We could never!” They both started going off. But you and Han just started dying of laughter at their expressions. And they loosened up again; letting out their own reserved snickers.

“Look at these adorable tiny snow globes!” You exclaimed as you were easily distracted by the trinkets. “Oo or these ball caps! And these tiny statues of the big statue at the park; so cute!” Han didn’t relinquish his grip on your hip, and instead followed you over to the stand of silly gifts. His face was glowing with so much admiration for this woman that wasn’t afraid to be a dork in public. You rolled your eyes at the newest target of your fascination, “Of course they’d use the tower as a bottle opener. Hannie, wait, look on the wall! Look at these matching shirts.” You grabbed the two navy blue tees and held up the backs to Han.

He read out loud, “She made me go to the top.” With an arrow pointing in one direction,”... But did you die?” The second shirt replied pointing back at the first. First there was a smile, but soon enough he full body laughed in that amazing way he does with his best friends and you felt yourself falling for him all over again.

His eyes scrunched up into his face and all of his perfect teeth were on show. His heart-shaped smile was wide. His head flew back as he tried to use your body as leverage. He could barely keep himself standing; his laughs were so powerful.

All heads turned towards you two, but you were so proud to have gotten this reaction out of him you couldn’t be bothered to really notice. You were smiling so hard yourself at the fact that you were the one that got him to laugh like this, “Sounds like us!” He gasped for breath.

“I think these shirts were made for us!!” You laughed with him and tried to hold him up because he seriously almost collapsed onto the floor in a fit of laughter. You had grabbed under his armpit while he held onto your side once again, but he was dead-weighted and you couldn’t hold him up anymore, so you let him slip the rest of the way.

“You let me fall! I thought you loved me.” He threw his best sad puppy eyes at you while he tried to regain some semblance of sanity. He still giggled a little looking at the horror on your face.

“You better not pull me down with you.” You wheezed, still out of breath yourself from the laughing fit you two are still sharing. Backing away from the trouble maker, you turned and placed the shirts back on the wall rack and turned around to have him standing inches behind you and getting you to yelp out of surprise.

He then grabbed you into a full body embrace. His arms wrapped around your neck, squeezing your head into his throat. “We are the perfect duo.” He said back in a normal level for conversing. He seemed to be taking everything in a serious tone. Be that as it may, you didn’t want to go assuming that’s how he wanted you to read it, so you kept the tone light.

“What about you and Minho?”

“Don’t tell him I said that. He’s my soulmate in a different way.” He squeezed and you felt you had to wrap your arms around his tiny waist to complete it. He was slim, but his torso was solid. He had mentioned getting back to hitting the gym with Changbin and it showed. The cute baby quokka was blossoming into a hot adult quokka. Not that you didn’t already find the man extremely hot either way.

You squeezed his sides and he flinched. A warm smile still on your face while you contemplated your next response. He felt the change in your expression against his neck and pulled his upper half away to look down at you. Your face was soft with the sweetest smile he’d ever seen. He seriously felt like he was in one of his Kdramas and just wanted to kiss you. No one else mattered.

But he didn’t, “What is the look for?” He questioned, overthinking about how everything is going way too well.

You shook your head, reading the concern on his face, “I’m having such a fun time with you. You’re so sweet and funny and make me so happy. I just don’t want this day to end.”

“Let’s not talk about that yet. The day has just begun!” He replied in his accent. You were still smiling, but he felt the blush creep up his neck and into his ears. Your smile was so radiant and made him feel all types of warmth in his body.

Without realizing, when his words had failed him, he leaned forward and kissed your forehead. It felt like the right thing to do. He loves kisses. And this spunky soul was making him feel so much love, that it had to be done.

A kiss on the forehead is so different from any other type of kiss. It’s intimate in the way that hardly anyone ever chooses to portray their emotions with it. There are so many ways it can be interpreted, but it’s the way that it makes you feel, as the person to receive it, that is something else entirely.

You were unsure what to do, knowing how much he loves kisses in general, you feel so proud for him to actually give you one. But the feelings that we’re bubbling up in your body were so intense you thought you would combust.

“What was that for, Hannie?” Was all you could manage. Best not to interpret it poorly and ruin anything. Your smile was still plastered on your face but there was more to the look in your eyes now. Hope.

He saw that too. He knew what he wanted to do next, feeling more comfortable with his actions at this moment rather than his words. But, alas, he knew you wanted a response, “ You are worth all the kisses. Don’t forget that.”

So, that’s what he said. Simple as that. And you heard the unspoken parts that he could’ve added behind it. He’s lifting you up because you’ve beat yourself down a couple of times in the last two hours. How could he not? You were someone that looked up to him. He can’t leave you without you knowing that.

Or, was he telling you that he wanted to give you more?

Nahhhh.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 /Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 7.5 / Part 8

#han jisung x female reader #han jisung x y/n #han jisung x you #han jisung x reader #han jisung #hannie #jyp stray kids #stray kids jisung #stray kids #stray kids han jisung #skz #sky han #unplanned events #channieandhisgoonsquad

[weird-bookworm]

ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇ

a/n: this almost came out of nowhere...almost. it was actually this prompt which made me write this, whipped it up in less than 15 mins. i'm kinda proud of myself 👀

pairing: lee minho x han jisung

genre: fluff, minho being minho, implied angst, not actually unrequited feelings

word count: almost 0.8k

warnings: a lil crying but that's pretty much it

Minho was running. He wasn't thinking where he was going, but his feet seemed to know his destination anyway. All he could think about was Jisung.

"'kay Hyung, I'll call you later." Jisung bid Minho goodbye and hung up. Or at least he thought he did.

Minho was moving boxes of new stuff for his cats into his apartment and talking to him via bluetooth and so couldn't hang up either. He also thought Jisung was no longer connected and kept working, not even bothering to remove his airpods from his ears.

That was until he heard soft sniffles. He got a little confused first, but didn't take long to work out that the sound was coming from the tiny speakers in his ears.

He knew that Jisung was alone in his studio, working on a project. He also knew that if he was crying alone instead of in Minho's arms like usual, he wanted to hide that he was sad from Minho.

The thought was upsetting, but his priority was Jisung and only Jisung. So he ran; the studio wasn't that far anyway, and he'd get there quicker on foot.

Minho barely took two seconds to put in the password to Jisung's studio and burst in so suddenly that the younger actually fell off his chair in surprise. "Jisung!"

"Hyung?" He looked up at Minho, tears fresh on his cheeks and eyes wide in shock. "What're you doing here?"

It had barely been fifteen minutes since they had spoken and last he checked, his hyung had been moving boxes.

"The actual question," Minho replied while helping Jisung up, "is why were you crying." It seemed as if in his surprise, the blond had forgotten about the very obvious tear tracks on his face. He hurriedly wiped them off, knowing well that it wasn't going to make a difference now anyway.

"Uh, it's nothing. Why are you here? Everything okay?"

Minho just grabbed his phone off the table and showed the still ongoing call to Jisung in reply. The latter's eyes widened in panic. "This is why I'm here."

He stalked closer to Jisung like a predator, "Now you, Han Jisung, are going to tell me why you were crying, or I will make you and trust me, you will not like it."

Jisung wasn't an idiot, he knew if Minho had set his mind on something, he was getting it, no matter what, even if it was Jisung's biggest secret, the only one he had kept from Minho.

He tried to think of a good reason, a plausible one that Minho would believe without questioning it. And he would've too, if only he hadn't looked at the steadily (and slowly) approaching Minho and caused his brain to short circuit.

"U-Uh, hyung, I—" He tripped over a loose wire and steadied himself, leaning against the closed door and completely missing the change of expressions on Minho's face, which went from an eyebrow raise to concerned and back to an eyebrow raise in a second.

Minho took this opportunity and cornered him, his arms on either side of Jisung.

He found the way Jisung kept stuttering quite cute, secretly knowing fully well that Jisung just had to say that he didn't want to tell him and he'd leave him alone, but still enjoying the younger's red cheeks and wild eyes darting around the room in panic.

While Minho was lost in his thoughts about how cute Jisung was, the latter let out a resigned argh, slapped his hands on his face and sighed in submission.

"I'mkindasortainlovewithyouandIjustthoughtabouthowyoumayneverlovemebackanditmademesad!" He yelled out in quick succession, while all Minho could do was stand there in shock.

"What?"

"I said, I'm kinda sor—"

"No, No, I got that, just, you're in love with me?" His voice faded to a gentle whisper near the end of the sentence.

Jisung hid his face in his palms again and nodded.

"Why did you never tell me?" Minho always thought he made it obvious with the blatant favouritism that he loved Jisung too.

"It was a personal matter." The blond's voice came out muffled.

Minho pried his hands apart and forced his head up so he was looking at him, "You being in love with me kinda also involves me, y'know?" He gave him a small smile.

"And anyway," He loudly announced, leaning away from a startled Jisung and sat on the chair, "I'm in love with you too." And he chuckled at his (soon to be boy)friend's expression.

#skz #stray kids #minsung #han #jisung #lee know #minho #minho x jisung #lee minho #han jisung #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #creativepromptfills #sky writes!!

[wakingstarstuff]

it’s been months and volcano by han still brings me to my knees

#volcano #han jisung #I’m drought you’re rain I’m paper you’re a poem #your arms my home my breath my god #I AM SHAKING CRYING SCREAMING INTO THE SKY #jisung wtf #Stray kids #skz record

[forlovvers]

[ sunsets ]

pair: bsf!jisung x gn!reader

genre: angst

warning(s): none!

the sound of the crashing waves were usually comforting.

but you felt more nauseous than ever. the soft breeze sifted through your hair as you breathed in the salty air one last time. you dipped your fingers into the sand, letting the grains fill underneath your fingernails.

you could feel him sit beside you, you knew his movements better than anyone. he lets out a shaky breath before pressing his lips together, preventing himself from saying anything further. you turn your head to face him, he’s staring off into the sunset with a small frown.

“i’m leaving tomorrow morning.” is all you say and bsf!jisung hums in acknowledgment. he doesn’t dare look at you in the eyes, he feels as if he does, he’ll cry. cry so hard, he won’t be able to see, to think straight. so instead, he just nods and hums.

the sky is painted a beautiful, bright yellow, a contrast to the soft blue sea. jisung thinks this moment is bitter, will he think of you leaving whenever there’s a sunset? will he grow to hate seeing the bright sun settle? he’s scared he’ll grow to hate you. quite upsetting, considering the sun sets everyday.

you must know what he’s thinking because the next thing jisung knows is that you’re laying your head onto his shoulder, small flyaways from your hair tickling at his neck, not that he minded. “what if i don’t want you to leave?” jisung says after a couple of moments. the way his voice wavers, pulls at your heartstrings and you can’t help but feel the tears prick at your eyes.

“i don’t want to leave either, but you know i can’t stay.” at this, jisung feels the lump in his throat grow and scratch at his vocal chords. a part of him wishes you never got into that stupid college. the stupid college that’s halfway across the stupid world. the stupid college that’s taking you away from him.

he knows it’s selfish. but he always seemed selfish when it came to you.

“let’s just stay here for a little bit longer.” i love you.

jisung releases a breath, leaning his head onto yours. “yeah, a little longer.” i love you too.

a/n: do you think they got the summertime sadness

#i think i’ll miss u 4ever #like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky #kpop #fanfic #imagines #fiction #nct dream #jisung #haechan #chenle #jaemin #jeno #mark #renjun #nct127 #nct imagines #nct scenarios #wayv #nct #nct u #fanfiction #angst #nct dream angst #park jisung #jisung x reader #jisung angst #nct angst

[nctzzzenn]

#nctzen #nct #nct dream #the dream show #tds2 #sky dome #jaemin #renjun #jeno #haechan #mark #jisung #chenle

[tetecastarry]

Pov: Jisung, um médico que tratava crianças com câncer jamais imaginou que iria se apegar tanto a uma criança quanto se apegou com jeongin, e muito menos que iria se dedicar fielmente para tornar os últimos dias daquele pequeno garoto frágil os melhores de sua vida, e para essa missão seu marido Minho estava disposto a ajudar.

#minsung #capa para fanfic #editorial design #stray kids #wattpad #fanfic #sky #sad fic #han jisung #lee know #jeongin #medico #livros #cancer #Spotify

[yuna542]

💫Drabble Challenge💫

~Unbelievable~

By @marked-unknown

Pairing: Han x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Friends to Lovers

Warnings: Fluff, Comfort, Angst, Sexualising, Mentions of Sex, Swearing

Word Count: 5.8k

Note: I know it’s cheesy and cliché but I couldn’t help myself. Would love to be forced into a long bus drive with Han. ^^

Join my <Challenge>

„He reminds me of this annoying (but very charming) kid in a bus that tries to make you laugh when all you want to do is listen to your sad, depressing emo songs, pretend like you are in a sad music video and read your book (like Picture of Dorian Gray or some french poetry). You are stuck in that bus for couple of hours and there he is - making jokes, giving you snacks, making stupid faces, asking you to read the book out loud for him and so on, until he succeeds and you laugh and talk to him.“

"This seat is taken!" you snapped at the young man with the light hazelnut hair and unnaturally cute face who was about to push aside your bag on the seat next to you. Almost in a panic, you had your arm pressed down on the pile and were glaring at him in warning.

"Really? I don't see anyone here..." he replied dryly, sliding the headphones off his ears so they were around his neck.

You were getting angry again just looking at him. Han Jisung was the most annoying person on the planet, and after a day like this, exactly the last thing you needed.

"Just sit somewhere else!" you hissed at him and he just snorted and dropped onto the pair of seats in front of you where he put his backpack down, only to turn back to you and continue to annoy you, even though all you wanted was your peace and a quiet bus ride to feel sorry for yourself.

The day was already shitty enough, you didn't need his help to make things worse. In fact he did already enough.

"Are you mad about the suitcase? I didn't do it on purpose," he started a conversation with you again, while you pointedly pulled out your airpods and put one in your ear to finally block out his voice.

„It is your own fault. You should have just let me help but you're always so stubborn..."

You sighed in annoyance and put the other headphone in your ear as well. Then you picked a song on your phone. Han finally turned back to the front, apparently having finally realized that you weren't in the mood to talk to him. You looked out of the bus window and watched the other passengers who loaded their suitcases into the bus and also looked for seats. It was already noon, although the bus should start early at 10. Everything was running late and you could only hope to arrive at the hotel in time to try on your dress and prepare for the bachelor party. Otherwise you wouldn't get much sleep tonight. Your best friend was getting married tomorrow and you were the main bridesmaid in charge of planning the party. However, it all took place at a resort by the sea and the bus ride there took several hours. She didn't tell you until the last second that Jisung, her annoying big brother, would also be traveling with you. She knew exactly that you didn't get along very well. When he stood on the platform and waved to you, you would have liked to throw your suitcase right onto the road and yourself right after. Your nerves were already strained and a bus ride of several hours with Jisung sounded like hell. However, this was for your best friend and so you had swallowed your frustration and had been silently putting your suitcase away when he suddenly grabbed it. You ripped it back and had looked at him uncomprehendingly.

"For God's sake let go of the suitcase Jisung!"

"Let me help you," he said, and what should have been a friendly gesture, today made you go full crazy.

"I can do this by myself! Hands off!"

You tried to snatch the suitcase out of his hands again, but he was just as stubborn as you and always trying to tease you to the edge of bursting. Another reason why you probably had friction again and again. He continued to hold the suitcase, trying to pry it out of your hands.

"Just give it to me! Don't be like that!"

By now you were being eyed by the other passengers and the conversations around you died down as you fought like wild dogs over the suitcase, like the last bit of meat.

"Fucking let go you idiot!" you shouted, shoving the suitcase at him with a jerk so that it slammed against his chest. You're face was already glowing with embarrassment.

"I'm just trying to be nice, you ungrateful crumb!" he grumbled back, and as you both ripped at the suitcase at the same time, the clasp snapped and the zipper ripped open with a loud rattling sound. In a whirl of chaos and colorful fabric, the entire contents of your suitcase spilled out onto the dirty floor and you froze, stunned and on the verge of screaming out loud. Jisung's eyes were as big as plates, stammering something akin to an apology, while the other people around you began to murmur and whisper. You wanted to sink to the ground in shame, scream at Jisung or punch him in the face, but instead you just knelt down in a panic and tried to stuff your things back into the suitcase with your head buzzing. Because of the stress, you only noticed after a few seconds that Jisung was also kneeling next to you and collecting your things.

He didn't dare to say anything, until he held a red lace bra in his hands and actually pulled out the matching panties.

"Holy shit... What are you up to with these?" he asked with the more than erotic thong in his hand, which was basically all lace. He opened his mouth to say something stupid again, looking at you incredulously, but by then you were already ripping your underwear out of his hands and throwing them into the suitcase with the last pair of pants, and slammed it shut emphatically.

Without looking at him again, you had boarded the bus until he finally stood next to you again to get on your nerves.

As the bus began to move, you breathed a quiet sigh of relief and leaned your head against the window. While Lana Del Ray sang the sad melodies through your headphones and you watched the landscape go by, you tried to sink deeper and deeper into your melancholic mood. Because that's exactly what you needed right now. You had every right to gaze dreamily out the windows like in a movie and mourn over the crappy day.

"What are you listening to?"

Annoyed, you groaned as Jisung pushed his head between his two seats before you and eyed you curiously with his sparkling eyes. When you didn't answer, but stubbornly continued to look out the window so you wouldn't have to keep looking at that cute face, you felt his penetrating gaze continue on you.

"Aren't you going to talk to me? I asked you a question. Babe don't ignore me. You know that's useless..."

You tried to just tune him out, but this became more difficult with every second he stared through the seats with puffy cheeks and pouted lips, making you blush whyever. So you couldn't concentrate on the song, or your gloomy mood.

"Are you bored, Ji? Don't you have something better to do than annoy me?" you sighed, and the fact that you were finally talking to him he was clearly chalking up as a win.

"Actually, the battery in my headphones died... So I wanted to make a little conversation. And I'm bored."

You should have guessed.

Jisung has never been able to sit still except when he was asleep or listening to music. He always had to do something. Singing, dancing, or just talking nonsense. He had always been like that. Full of energy and charm. Never to be stopped and always with his head through the wall.

"Sounds like a personal problem. Then find someone else to annoy," you said, and he just grinned wryly.

"I only know you here though and you're always so cute when you're angry. Yes! Exactly like that, when you scrunch your nose like that!"

Quickly you averted your eyes, swallowed and tried to get rid of the rising heat from your cheeks. He was driving you increasingly insane. How you could endure five more hours with him was a mystery to you. Only an hour later, you were engrossed in your book. Jisung had fallen asleep. Thank God. Although the book was really good and you enjoyed the quiet moments, you kept catching yourself peeking between the seats and when you smiled at the sight of the dozing idiot, you quickly shook your head and averted your eyes again. He looked really cute when he was this quiet. His long eyelashes cast dark crescents on his cheeks and his plush lips were slightly pouted in sleep.

You tried to focus on the book again. It was a really sensual book. Full of romance, betrayal and a whole lot of eroticism. You were in your own world, the letters blurred into pictures before your eyes and you were completely absorbed in the story. Just as things were getting heated, you flinched violently as Jisung's voice suddenly tore through the film in your mind like a bolt of lightning and threw you back into reality. Suddenly you were back on the rattling bus full of strangers and your annoying companion.

"What are you reading?"

"A book. I know you probably don't know what that is," you replied a little meaner than you really wanted to. You didn't know yourself why you were projecting your anger and disappointment of the last days onto him, but he didn't really make it easy for you either.

Jisung tilted his head to read the title and the back of the book.

"You can read it to me..."

Suddenly he got wide-eyed and you already rolled your eyes, because you knew exactly what was coming now.

"Is this an erotic novel?" he exclaimed louder than necessary. The old couple in the seats next to you looked at you disturbed and the moment you embarrassedly looked around he used and snatched the book out of your hand. Much too late you jumped up and grabbed just the air. He stretched so that you couldn't reach him over the seats and read the page you had just been on.

"Give me that!" you hissed in panic, knowing exactly what he was reading. The scene was hot, violent, and in fact filthy porn.

"What the hell! This kind of things exist in books?", it escaped Jisung and he couldn't take his eyes off the page.

"Jisung! Please!" you pleaded, and by now you were bent over the back of the seat.

He looked at you, grinning at the desperation on your face. You were embarrassed and never wanted to look him in the eye again.

"Is that what you're into? With bondage and spanking?" he asked a little more softly, one eyebrow raised provocatively but he sounded genuinely interested.

"Shit, that's not funny..." you mumbled, and that's when he finally let you take the book out of his hands. As fast as you could you stowed it away in your bag. By now he was sitting turned around again in his seat right in front of you and had his arms crossed over the backrest.

"I remember when my sister and you were secretly watching 50 Shades of Grey and got caught. Your face was just as red then," he smirked, poking your cheek with his finger.

"Shut up!" you whispered, dejected by the shame. Quickly, you crossed your arms and looked out the window again. It was afternoon by now. In a few hours you would finally arrive and then you could avoid him. The rumbling in your stomach, while he continued to look at you with glittering eyes and without averting his gaze, became worse and worse. That's when he held out a bag of chips to you, but you declined, shaking your head.

"What's wrong?" he finally asked, causing you to look up. Seeing the genuine concern in his eyes, you frowned in confusion.

"Huh?" was the only thing you could get out. His face was so close to yours that you could see the golden speckles in the chocolate brown of his eyes. Even up close, he was unnervingly attractive.

"Why have you been in such a bad mood all day? You never turn down snacks. What happened?"

"I'm not," you replied quickly. Too quickly. You've always been lousy at lying and Jisung knew you too long to fall for it.

"Oh yeah, so you're always this mean?" he asked, resting his cheek on the back of his hand that was laying on the backrest.

His open curiosity without any condemnation, made you sigh. Why would you lie? You could tell him. Maybe he would laugh at you, but then at least you would have gotten it off your chest.

"I got stood up. I had a date yesterday and he didn't show up."

Han tapped his finger thoughtfully on the blue cushion.

"Maybe he had a good reason," he considered, and that he was trying to cheer you up made you smile.

"It was the third time..."

Directly he got big eyes and pulled his eyebrows together.

"Oh," he mumbled, not knowing what to say to that. Just like you. It was humiliating to wait a whole hour in that cafe just to get a curt message without a explanation. Again.

You looked down at your hands kneading them in your lap, lost in thought.

"I really thought this time it would work out... He was really nice and attentive at first. Turned out he just wanted to sleep with me. I'm so sick of men."

Jisung looked at you concerned and pressed his lips together.

"Yeah... Unfortunately, many men are really too stupid to realize what they're missing. Even if it's right in front of them."

When you looked at him, a bit confused, he averted his eyes and quickly looked out the window. There was a strange tension in the air that you found hard to describe. Like the smell that hung in the air after a thunderstorm.

It sounded like there was more to the words than Jisung wanted to admit, but you were probably just imagining it. Silently, you looked out the window as well, trying not to look in his direction too often, which was becoming increasingly difficult. You had never noticed how handsome he actually was. Friends of yours and his sister's had often said it, raved about Jisung and his charm, but you had always been immune to it. Probably because you grew up so close and he got on your nerves most of the time. But right now you felt this attraction that everyone always described.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you stopped at the next stop and some people got off and others got on. An old lady stopped next to Jisung and pointed to the empty seat besides him and you. Her husband was right behind her.

"Excuse me, are the seats free?"

Jisung smiled his brightest smile directly and before you understood what he was about to do, he said:

"Of course. You can sit here together. I can just sit with my friend."

He gathered his things and came to you, but you just stared at him in bewilderment. Only when the lady and her husband took a seat and said:

"Thank you very much."

You reluctantly pulled your bag from the seat so he could sit down. Now he had made it after all and ignoring him was much harder when he was sitting right next to you.

"You're unbelievable..." you mumbled and he crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back and getting comfortable so his legs pressed against yours.

"I know. I'm amazing," he said with his eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his lips.

"That wasn't a compliment...", you replied, but he pretended not to hear it. Shaking your head, you had to force back a smile with all your might. Why did he make you laugh when you really wanted to be angry? So you put your headphones back in your ears and turned the volume up really loud. After a few minutes, he pressed his leg against yours, but you ignored it, trying to ignore the flattering in your chest, but he didn't stop and put a hand on your thigh to squeeze it. Since you were only wearing a skirt, you got goosebumps directly when you felt his warm hand closed directly around your bare skin. Questioningly you looked at him.

"Can I listen too?"

Directly you tried to look unimpressed, even though your heart was beating harder and harder against your ribs. From the moment he sat next to you, you smelled his scent, which had clouded your mind. He smelled like fresh soap, pungent aftershave, and even a bit of lavender. It wasn't fair that he was so perfect.

"No!" you said quickly. You didn't want him to make fun of your taste in music. Just as he was about to answer something, a message lit up on your display. You couldn't stop him from reading it, and your stomach hurt again when you saw the name of the asshole you thought had liked you.

„Sorry I couldn't make it. Want to come over tonight?“

Angrily you threw your head against the back of your seat and took a deep breath to keep from bursting into tears again.

"That asshole... I'm good enough to fuck," you said in agony, and Han looked at you silently for a few seconds before holding out his hand in demand.

"Give me that."

"Why?"

"Just trust me."

A little suspiciously, you frowned but then handed him your unlocked phone. What else did you have to lose?

That's when he opened the camera and set it to selfie mode. Then he held it up so you could both be seen. Directly he put an arm around you, pulled you to his chest until you were nestled against him. Completely perplexed you looked up at him and there he pressed the shutter. His touch made everything inside of you go muddled. You didn't even manage to form a sentence, especially when he didn't take his arm off you, but scrolled through the pictures he had taken with a smile. His fingers left a trail of heat on your ribs.

"What are you doing?" you asked meekly, completely confused by the fluttering feeling in your stomach. You looked cute in the pictures.... In fact, like a... Couple.

"That's not enough," he mused aloud, holding up his phone again to snap a selfie. Then he looked into your eyes so intensely it made your throat choke. He smelled so impossibly good that you almost buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"If we're going to get back at him, we are going to do it right, yea?"

His body was so warm and close and his lips just centimeters away from yours. Suddenly it was like there was no one but you on the bus. Perplexed, you looked up at him and his smile before he pulled your chin closer with his fingers, bridging the last distance, made your heart explode. It took you an eternity to realize his lips were on yours. He kissed you gently, carefully, but so lovingly that your entire body began to tingle. His lips were soft, tasting like chocolate. No better than chocolate. Before you could return the kiss, it was already over. Completely surprised, you could only stare. As if nothing had happened and it was the most normal thing in the world to kiss your sister's best friend, he scrolled through the pictures he had taken during the kiss and showed them to you.

"The picture is a bit blurry we should do it again..." he said with a teasing grin and finally you found your voice again. His eyes were glued to your lips and you gasped as he ran his thumb over your chin and you felt his breath bounce against your lips again, as he leaned forward again.

"Ji!" it escaped you and you pushed him back a little your hand against his chest to get some distance between you. You desperately needed your mind back and with him so close to you, that was impossible. So all you could think about was kissing him again. He made a funny face and dropped back into the seat, chuckling as he typed a message. Then he handed you the phone again and waited for your reaction when you saw the picture and read the message he sent in addition. The pic was hot... He seemed to be all over you, touching you greedy and heated. When you read the message und smiled softly.

„Sorry bro she's already busy. Should have treated her better...“

It was perfect. Thus the ass would realize that you didn't need him and didn't care about him at all. That you weren't a toy he could exploit for his pleasure whenever he wanted. Besides, Jisung also looked insanely hot in the picture holding you, his hair a mess and the tank top showing a bit of his trained figure.

"Thanks..." you said then, unable to suppress a grin of satisfaction. He smiled too and nudged you with his shoulder against yours.

"You're welcome. You shouldn't be hanging out with guys like that. They don't deserve you..." he said and took out his chips bag again, from which you took a whole handful and shoved it into your mouth. Suddenly everything didn't matter and your bad mood fizzled out. All thanks to Jisung.

"But with you or what?" you asked chewing and he watched you with raised eyebrows.

"Well, sure. I'm great! I can sing, play guitar, rap, and I'm gold at League of Legends. What more could you ask for?"

This time, you actually laughed. It was an honest, chuckling laugh, and Jisung beamed even more when he finally heard it again. Then you took the other earpiece of your headphones and silently held it out to him. His leg brushed yours and he pressed it firmly against yours as he took the earpiecee smiling and put it in his ear. You played some songs that he liked and so you ate snacks together, nodded to the music and he even put in a mini dance routine in between where you choked on a crumb from laughing so much, so he patted you on the back for minutes until the old couple even gave you a bottle of water. He told you about the bachelor party that was planned for the groom, his best friend, and you told him the plans for his sister's. Because your best friend was going to marry Jisung's best friend, he was the best man.

"Probably everyone expects us to sleep with each other..."

"What?" you asked a little too loudly.

Jisung just shrugged his shoulders.

"Isn't that a cliché? That groomsmen and bridesmaids sneak away to fuck at a wedding?"

"Even if that's the case... Then why would I... sleep with you?"

His smile was adorable and you were already staring at his lips again.

"Well... The other groomsmen are the groom's 50 year old uncle and his brother who is gay and married."

"Maybe I'm into older men," you said, putting on a serious face as you licked the remaining crumbs from your fingers and looking at him.

For a moment all color drained from his face, until you snorted and he understood that you had made a joke.

"Admit it already, you actually find me irresistible," he said and nudged you in the side with his elbow.

"In your dreams!" you said, and he pouted, playfully offended.

Amused, you looked at him and had to quickly avert your gaze, afraid he might read your traitorous thoughts in your eyes. He finally persuaded you to read along in your book, and he commented on every scene like a sports presenter, meanwhile trying again and again to figure out, confused, how everything described was even possible.

"In which position does all this happen? That's not possible!" he said, and you laughed so much that your stomach started to hurt.

It wasn't long before you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder and when he noticed that, he smiled warmly, took your headphones and cell phone from you to put them aside. Then he put his jacket around you so you wouldn't get cold and your dress wouldn't somehow ride up in your sleep. Unconsciously you snuggled up to him, as he leaned forward to put his jacket around your waist. Astonished, he froze for a moment, looking at you as you dozed off peacefully with your cheek against his chest, enjoying your touch and warmth. When he watched you like this, your body nestled close to his, he noticed how beautiful you were and how much he had enjoyed the last few hours. You're body just felt perfect against his und he had to force everything in him not to touch you. He had laughed more than in the last few months and right now he wanted to kiss you and hold you forever, but he didn't dare. Actually he had never dared to do that before today.

But he could look at you a little longer, enjoy your presence, until everything returned to normal. He didn't know how long he had been watching you and daydreaming, but when your eyelids fluttered and you seemed to slowly wake up, he panicked. He quickly closed his eyes, pretending he had been asleep the whole time.

Sighing, you rubbed your eyes and only when you yawned did you pause. With your heart pounding, you slowly glanced up to see how close you were nestled against Jisung. Fortunately, he was also asleep and didn't seem to notice. Carefully, your face burning with shame, you straightened up a bit. There you felt his arm around your body as it lay limp at your thigh. You tried to calm your breath. How had it come about that you had kissed Jisung and now you were sleeping cuddled together like a couple. As carefully as you could, you released your cheek from his chest, brushed a strand of hair from your face, and noticed the jacket on your legs. It was heavy, smelled pleasantly of him, and you had not put it there. Thoughtfully, you looked again at Jisung, who was sleeping peacefully. Then a thought occurred to you. It was brainless, naive and stupid, and yet everything in you wanted to cuddle up to him again.

After all, he had tucked you in and not woken you up to push you away from him. If you just lay back down, he would dismiss it as an accident, which it originally was. So you moved in slow motion so as not to wake him, as you nestled back into his arm, leaning your head against his chest and wrapping an arm around his stomach. He didn't wake up. Relieved, you relaxed and enjoyed his warmth. It was strange and completely surreal. Then why did you like it so much?

You listened to his heartbeat and breathing, and after a while you realized, confused, that it was faster than usual for a sleeping person. You looked up at him questioningly and when the corners of his mouth lifted, your heart stopped. With his hand wrapped around your body, he suddenly pulled you closer, ran his thumb over your hipbone, and smiled mischievously without opening his eyes. You almost choked on yourself. You felt caught, but he had also only pretended to be asleep. You decided you would have plenty of time to deal with it after, so you snuggled closer to him, closed your eyes, and couldn't help but grin.

When the bus finally reached its destination it was already afternoon, you startled up from your stupor and felt warm and cozy. You rubbed your eyes and broke away from Jisung with a furtive glance at him, who was yawning. The hotels lined the street and to the right and left was a green park with large trees leading towards the entrances of the hotels.

"We're here...", you mumbled and were almost even a little disappointed that the ride was actually over now and with it what had happened between you and Jisung. Whatever that was. You packed up your things and got off the bus. As you did so, you didn't dare look in his direction. The strange feeling in your stomach wouldn't go away and you just didn't understand what was going on with you.

When your suitcases were cleared out, Jisung got his backpack first.

"Do you want me to take your suitcase?" he asked as you heaved it onto the sidewalk.

"Don't you touch it!" you panicked, both of you laughing at the same time as your eyes met. Then you made your way through the park.

"Why did you only bring a backpack?" you finally asked to break the strange silence. The air was heated, smelled like flowers and warm asphalt. Your hotel and that of the bride and other bridesmaids were already looming in front of you at the end of the park. Jisung's was across the street so the bride and groom couldn't meet before the wedding.

"I don't need that much. Clothes I have on, food is there and I have my laptop with me," he said, smiling broadly at you.

"That's insane," you smirked and the closer you got to the hotel, the more restless you became.

"No practically," he replied and as you came to a stop in front of the hotel entrance, you looked at each other silently. Neither of you knew what to say. It was strange but not awkward. Everyone would go to their hotel and then everything was forgotten. Everything you felt, all the chaos and heart palpitations. He ran his fingers through his hair and stepped from one leg to the other.

"Well then see you at the wedding!"

You nodded quickly and your fingers tightened around the handle of your suitcase.

"See you then..." you mumbled. It felt wrong, unfinished and incomplete just to leave. Like you were missing something you'd never realized before. Like you ended the movie right beforehand the big finale. Still, you turned around after looking at his twinkling eyes one last time and he too started walking in the opposite direction. The tension in your chest made you barely breathe. You put one foot in front of the other, smoothed out your dress and tried to convince yourself that you had imagined everything. But that's when you heard behind you:

"Y/N?"

Questioning, you turned around and saw him drop his backpack on the floor and run towards you. You were about to ask if he had forgotten something when he reached you, cupped your face with both hands and almost swept you off your feet as he pressed his lips firmly to yours. Surprised, you staggered, but he held you tight and this time something exploded in your head, but you were too shocked to return the kiss. Instead, you had a thousand question marks in your head. Was this the right thing to do? And if not, why did it feel so incredibly good? Before you could find an answer to the thousand questions, he broke away from you and looked questioningly into your eyes. You could see how nervous he was and he waited excitedly for your reaction.

"I would have regretted it if I hadn't done that. I'm sorry," he murmured, looking at your face in his hands as if trying to memorize every detail one last time. You still tasted him on your lips and gradually you began to understand. Just as he was about to pull away, you grabbed his chest with both hands and clawed your fingers into his shirt. Roughly, you pulled him to you before you could change your mind and listened to your heart for the first time. You kissed him so passionately that both of your breaths stopped, but he didn't hesitate for a second to pull you to him, his hands firmly on your hips. The kiss was full of passion and the built up tension discharged into electrified energy between you. Your hands found their way into his hair, pulling lightly until he hummed softly and your lips met again and again until you felt dizzy. As he pulled you closer to his body, until barely a piece of paper could fit between you and you almost lost your footing, the kiss became more sensual, slower. He let his tongue slide over your lower lip until you opened your mouth a little more and your tongues met. It was a heady feeling and you couldn't believe how long you had been blind for your own feelings. That what you wanted all along, someone attentive, loving and kind, was all the time right in front of you.

When you finally broke away from each other breathing heavily, tightly embraced under the canopy of a large oak tree, your eyes just bubbled over with energy. You both began to grin and giggle. You couldn't believe what was happening to you.

"What are we going to do now?" you asked, smiling and pressing your forehead to his. His hands stroked your back, leaving a comforting tingle and your body melted into his as you clasped your hands in his neck.

"I have no idea... Just want to do this forever."

Again you laughed in disbelief and you shook your head barely noticeably.

"You really are unbelievable, Han Jisung," you murmured, and he tilted his head slightly and winked at you.

"Told you."

Directly you rolled your eyes, but couldn't resist pressing another kiss to his lips. For a moment he broke away from your lips to say:

"Let me take your suitcase to your room... I'll be careful this time, I promise."

You snorted softly and stroked your hands over his chest. You felt more comfortable than you had in ages. He looked at you as if you had hung the sun and moon in the sky yourself, and he made you feel like you were beaming with pure joy from the inside out. Wordlessly, you pressed your suitcase into his hand and whispered, your lips just a finger's width from his:

"Just for once."

Spellbound, he waited to feel your lips again, to taste you and never let go, but you took a few steps back and smiled cheekily over your shoulder as you ran up the stairs to the entrance. Somewhat clumsily, he collected his backpack and followed you into the lobby with your suitcase and the widest grin you had ever seen.

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