SUMMARY: When an unknown number reaches out then blocks you you decide to use the space as a personal reminder. Until suddenly you get a reply.
Note: please ignore any mistakes or inaccuracies. If you saw them no you did not πββοΈ I am doing these for a silly goofy time and they are not meant to be taken seriously.
Bang Chan | Changbin | Hyunjin | Han | Felix | Seungmin | I.N
pairing: Bang Chan x f!reader
wc: 22 ss
tags/warnings: enemies-to-lovers, cursing, angst/fluff, inaccurate depictions of the inner workings of kpop companies, chan is mean and unreasonable (for plot purposes!)
part one // part two // part three // part four
masterlist
Summary: The company hires Chan a personal assistant against his will, so he makes it his mission to make her leave.
a/n: New series! This one caused me a lot of grief trying to wrangle it into a form I was pleased with, but I think I finally got it there. Enjoy!
part two
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First things first - this is just a blanket disclaimer for my Stray Kids fics. These stories are just for fun and not meant to accurately depict the real life individuals portrayed in them.
Secondly β Chanβs my ult bias, but aside from that, I find him, Jisung, and sometimes Felix the easiest to write, so theyβre going to have more solo fics than any of the others.
Thirdly - I do write angst, but it will always have a happy ending. I don't like sad endings, so I don't write them. But I have no problems with sad in the middle.
** I would be happy to add anyone to a permanent taglist for my Stray Kids fics, or just whatever series I happen to be working on if Iβm working on one, just let me know via reply or message.Β **
Chan:
JealousyΒ - Youβve been dating Chan for a while and he takes you as his date to a JYPE party. There, he notices how close you are to Felix and jumps to some conclusions.
The Moment He Knew You Were The OneΒ - Youβre dating Chan and start to notice some odd behavior from the guys
Roommate ChanΒ - You and your best friend/roommate Chan have a close relationship. The kind that your other friends think is weird and chases off potential romantic partners. You share a bed when one of you canβt sleep, which is often, but one night, you think he kisses you. When he denies it, you decide itβs time to pull away for your own mental health.
Winter Confession - After a shit week, you go to your best friendβs for some relaxing, quality time.
Penny Drops - You and Chan fall asleep together and there's some uncertainty the next morning about what happened.
Date Night - Chan texts you with bad news β he has to miss your date night. He seems more upset about it than you are, so you make new plans with him without telling him.
Changbin:
Overdeard Confession - Youβve gone on vacation with Stray Kids and someone has noticed that you refuse to look at Changbin.
Hyunjin:
Artistic Confession - You and your best friend Hyunjin became friends with benefits some time ago when one afternoon while waiting for him to come home, you find something that changes everything.
Han:
Roommate JisungΒ -Β Jisung is your roommate and obsessed with your tits. One day it moves beyond just over-the-clothes groping when heβs stressed.
BenefitsΒ -Β You and your best friend Jisung entered a friends-with-benefits arrangement but somewhere along the way, you lost the βfriendsβ part.
Secret Secret - Your and Hanβs friendship has always been affectionate, itβs one of your favorite things. But on this particular afternoon, it hits you harder than it usually does and you have to run away for your own sanity.
Jeongin:
Drunken Bravery - youβve been friends with all the members of Stray Kids for a few years, but you consider Jeongin to be your best friend. And youβre in love with him, something youβve known about yourself for the past two years. When youβre invited over to celebrate the string of wins from their recent comeback, you accept and only partly because you know I.N is more affectionate when heβs been drinking.
OT8:
Train RideΒ - You start off as just Chanβs beloved girlfriend and end up in bed with all the members.Β **Now cross posted to ao3**
Original OneshotΒ ChapterΒ OneΒ TwoΒ ThreeΒ Four Five SixΒ Seven EightΒ NineΒ Ten
Best Friends to LoversΒ - This is a series of unconnected, smutty oneshots in which the fem!reader has been best friends with the various members since childhood/teen years. Most are idol!skz, but Hyunjin and Felixβs are college!aus. All have happy endings. Minho and Seungmin have two stories, the first is a threesome story (Minho&Jisung and Seungmin&Changbin) while the second is a solo story.
Horny TextsΒ - Youβre horny and texting bf!skz about it. Thatβs it.
Friends Donβt -Β You know those SMAUs where Reader accidentally (or maybe not so accidentally) sent a spicy pic to best friend!SKZ? These are those texts plus the follow up smut.
Each chapter includes fake text screenshots followed by smut. Each chapter is less than 2k words. These stories contain nude or semi-nude photos in the fake text screenshots. These photos are just for reference and not meant to represent the body/face/etc. of the FMC (Reader). The photos used are from various, publicly published, accounts.
Personal Intern - The biggest secret in the entire Kpop industry, held by every entertainment company, is whatβs known to people in the know as the βIntern Solutionβ. That is that each companyβs group of interns β female and male β is made up of between 60 β 75% βpersonal internsβ, which is code for high end escort. The process to become a personal intern is difficult and long. Some of the personal interns go on to be chosen by the companyβs most successful groups or soloists to be their exclusive personal intern.
Personal Intern 2 - Chan calls you to the studio and the conversation takes a direction you werenβt expecting. Then you get some very helpful advice from someone surprising.
Text after a break up - You broke up with your idol boyfriend more than two months ago without talking to him, breaking your own heart. As a, poor, coping mechanism, you draft out texts when you miss him. But youβve never sent one. Yet. **Insert your own bias**
giving Jisung a massage after his concert βοΈ π π«Ά
β₯β β£Headcannons
rich boy jisung π pt 2
emo boyfriend jisung βοΈ
soft prince jisung βοΈ
spiderhan βοΈβ‘pt 2
dark prince jisung β‘
β₯β β£Requests
Even if you forget β‘
Overprotective brother βοΈ
Hannie and his bug βοΈ
A little TLC (ft. Jeongin) βοΈ
Soulmates βοΈ
β₯β β£One shots
The Witching Hour | β‘π« π«Ά | 1.6K | -> vulnerability has never been easy for you, so you confess some things to Jisung while he sleeps.
Silent Cry | β‘π« | 2K | -> while trying to be your friend, Jisung notices something isn't quite right with your current relationship.
Meet Me at the Finish Line | βοΈβ‘π π«Ά | 18K | -> the two of you have been at odds since the old days, back when you raced homemade cars on sidewalks for lollipops. But that's nothing compared to the big league where you're faced with tragedy, injury, and unresolved feelings.
The Way You Used to Sound | β‘βοΈ | 23.6K | -> You and Jisung were inseparable best friends bound by music and a shared dream of college, until he abandoned you without explanation. Eight years later, he's back in your small town, trying to pick up where he left off. When he's assigned to volunteer at the music school you built from scratch, you're forced to relearn each other, and maybe, find harmony again.
β₯β β£Series
In Real Life | βοΈβ‘π π«Ά | part 1, part 2 | -> you and Jisung get trapped in a fanfic, and the only way out is to play matchmaker for the main pairing. Hopefully feelings don't get confused or misplaced...oh shit.
Caught | βοΈβ‘π π«Ά | -> you're repeatedly caught in awkward situations with your way too attractive roommate, Jisung.
After Hours | βοΈ π π«Ά| -> you keep coincidentally running into your supervisor after work hours. It's getting harder and harder not to flirt with him...especially since he can't seem to stop flirting back.
β₯β β£One shots
Piggy Back | βοΈ | 1.7K | -> your boyfriend gives you a piggy back ride home
How To Get Away With Kidnapping | βοΈ π | 3.5K | -> sick and tired of the best friend's innocent younger sister persona, you finally decide to tell Changbin how you feel about him.
β₯β β£Drabbles
12:43am βοΈ π«Ά
β₯β β£One shots
Pretend Marry Me | βοΈ π«Ά | 4K | -> out of pure embarrassment, you ask your best friend to pretend to be your fiance at your ex's wedding reception.
β₯β β£Headcannons
Husband Bang Chan βοΈ
β₯β β£Requests
Properly Pampered βοΈ
Brother's Best Friend βοΈβ‘
It's all pretend βοΈ
"You were supposed to protect me."β‘π π«Ά
βI donβt know how you can smile at me like that..."β‘π«Ά
"If you hate me so much, then why do you look at me like you love me?" βοΈ
"Who did that to you?" β‘
β₯β β£One shots
Oh My Dear | β‘π« | 2K | -> you tell Chan why you turned down his proposal
In Another Life | β‘π π«Ά | 3.2K | -> While Chan never knew when or where you would start your next life, he vowed each time to find you and make you fall in love with him over and over and over again.
The Cuddles Crisis | βοΈβ‘π«Ά| 18K | -> Chan doesn't normally sleep well. This is no secret. Until the night he accidentally ends up cuddling with you and wakes up feeling like a new man. Now he has a proposition for you.
the cuddle crisis drabble βοΈ
β₯β β£Requests
The Right Guy (ft. brother!jisung) βοΈ
βIf you hate me so much, then why do you look at me like you love me?β π π«Ά
β₯β β£One shots
I Still Want You |β‘π | 3.5K | -> Minho questions his decision to call things off after seeing you with someone else
Not So Romeo | βοΈ β‘| 7K | -> Your decades long family feud may finally be coming to an end. But when your sister's engagement to his brother is on the rocks, Minho asks for your help to keep the fued from kindling again.
β₯β β£Series
Achromatic |β‘βοΈ π«Ά| part 1, part 2 | -> In a world of black and white, you only see colors after a kiss with your soulmate. Too bad your "soulmate" happens to be best friends with your enemy. Just make sure you don't kiss the wrong one.
β₯β β£Requests
Stay βοΈ
When I Look at You βοΈ
"Who did this to you?"β‘
Enchanted βοΈ π
"I just want you." βοΈ
β₯β β£One shots
Floret (n.) a small flower | βοΈ π«Ά | 5.5K | -> Seungmin meets you and falls instantly. But as someone who's not the best with words, he'll use a different language to let you know what he's thinking - flowers.
Stood Up | β‘οΈβοΈ π« π π«Ά | 24K | -> ...in the next moment this (handsome) stranger is leaning in closer and whispering behind his hand, "Just play along. My nameβs Seungmin, and whoever stood you up is a douche."
β₯β β£Headcannons
Fuck Boy Hyunjin π
β₯β β£Requests
Break Upβ‘
"If you keep arguing with me, I'll have to shut you up another way." β‘
THE CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND TROPE & STRAY KIDS: A SERIES.
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HYUNJIN: PAVEMENT CHALK & NOSTALGIA
Summary: Hyunjin stumbles across a small artist from Twitter and Dms them for tips, short messages of advice turn into confessions of the past and confiding in eachother- and Hyunjin realises that the pretty girl who works with pastels isn't just some nobody.
wc: 8.2k ss: 57
Chapter 1: ART ENDEAVORS
Chapter 2: SKY DIVING
Chapter 3: ANNIVERSARIES
Chapter 4: WET PAPER TOWEL
Chapter 5: SQUEAKIER
Chapter 6: POETIC
Chapter 7: STOLEN PHONE
Chapter 8: SUNSHINE
Chapter 9: SOUL ON CANVAS
Chapter 10: FOREVER
Epilogue
FELIX: MILKSHAKES & HEARTACHE
Summary: You hated Felix. You hated how he was successful and how you weren't. You hated how is voice echoed on every radio. You hated how he forgot about you when he got a taste of fame. When Stray Kids rents out the American themed diner you work at for a music video, repressed feelings bubble back up.
ONGOING wc: 6.2k ss: 19
Chapter 1: LOTTERY TICKET
Chapter 2: ANCIENT HISTORY
Chapter 3: BITTER
Chapter 4: RUN
Chapter 5: MILLIONS
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
JEONGIN: BLURRED & FORGOTTEN MEMORIES
Summary: Your younger sister is currently obsessed with Stray Kids and is begging for tickets to their concert. When your mother buys VIP meet & greet tickets with the motivation of getting you and your childhood best friend to reunite, things go wrong.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
JISUNG: TEARS & MISUNDERSTANDINGS
Summary: After not talking to each other for almost a decade, you and your group debut under JYP, and you and jisung are swiftly "shipped" by fans, causing you to rekindle your relationship.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
CHAN: YOUNG LOVE & HEARTBREAK
Summary: Your best friend from the age of 10 and boyfriend since 15, blocks you with no explanation when he debuts. 7 years later he returns home to australia, and bitterness turns to affection.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
CHANGBIN: SONGS & SOLILOQUIES
Summary: With deadlines getting closer and closer and changbin having a bad case of writers block JYP hires a new up and coming lyricist. Tunes out writing songs could get a lot more dramatic
Ι . abstract. they tell you what their first impression of you wasβand it's not as romantic as you'd have thought. what's romantic about the love of your life writing you off as just a pretty face?
Ι . warnings / tags. angst. themes of insecurity. discussion of appearance-based stereotypes. unintentional emotional hurt (which makes it worse). feeling underestimated/undervalued.
Ι . note. ib: @/loveyislost's series. part two here. part three here.
BANG CHAN
itβs the way he says itβeasy, casual, almost mindless. like heβs commenting on the weather or the plot of the show flickering on the screen. itβs just chan. heβs always been the type to speak his heart without overthinking the polish, and usually, you love that about him.
but this? it sits in the air between you like lead.
you shift from where youβre curled up on the couch beside him, your shoulder losing its warmth as you pull away just a fraction. you tilt your head, searching for his gaze, but heβs still looking at the tv. he looks relaxed. he looks like he hasnβt just shattered something.
"what do you mean?" you ask softly. your voice feels small, like itβs trying to hide.
he just chuckles, a low, warm sound that usually makes you feel safe. now, it just feels like heβs laughing at a joke you arenβt in on. "well, you know," he says, eyes crinkling at a cartoon character on screen. "itβs not a bad thing. it's just that, i totally expected you to put out on the first date."
you freeze. the air in your lungs feels thin. "why," you pause, the words tripping over the sudden lump in your throat. "why would you think that?"
this is all news to you. youβve been together for monthsβlong enough that you thought he saw you. the real you. not some caricature. the words make you shrink, your stomach doing a cruel, sickening little jump. the worst part is the lack of malice in his voice. he isn't trying to be mean, which somehow makes it a thousand times worse. it means itβs just a fact to him.
"i'm just saying, like... you're pretty," chan shrugs, reached over to ruffle your hair like he always does. he doesn't notice the way you flinch away from his touch. "it's just a vibe."
"i... i don't get it, chan. me being pretty equates to... to that? you thought i was just easy?"
"no, of course not. not easy," he says, finally turning to look at you, though heβs still smiling. he hasn't clocked the way your hands are shaking under the blanket. "people just think that about girls like you. you have that look, you know? like youβre used to the attention. i just figured you played the game."
"girls like me?" the words taste bitter. "is that what you think about me? that iβm just... a look?"
"i don't think that about you now," he counters, his tone drifting back to that conversational, effortless lilt. "i just meant that's the first impression. iβm just being honest, babe. don't take it the wrong way."
slowly, you shake your head, pulling your knees up to your chest to create a barrier. "but you just said you expected it. from me. that means you looked at me and decided i was..." you can't even finish the sentence. the word vapid is screaming in your head. shallow. just a pretty face.
chan reaches for the popcorn bowl, the movement so normal itβs jarring. heβs already moved past it. in his head, the conversation is over and heβs given you a compliment. "do you think we need a refill?" he asks, shaking the bowl so the unpopped kernels rattle. "i can go pop another bag if you're still hungry."
you stare at him, waiting for the punchline, waiting for him to realize he just told you he didn't respect you when you met. but heβs just looking at you with those soft, tired eyes, waiting for an answer about popcorn.
"no," you whisper, turning your face back to the tv so he won't see your eyes welling up. "i'm not hungry anymore."
"suit yourself," he mumbles, leaning back and pulling you by the waist to tuck you back under his arm.
you let him. you stay there, pinned against his side, but the warmth is gone. he thinks itβs just a complimentβthat youβre so pretty itβs intimidating, that youβre so pretty people assume the worst. but all you can hear is the underlying truth: that when he looked at you, he didn't see someone to get to know. he saw a girl who was just there to be looked at.
you stay quiet, watching the bright colors on the screen blur into a messy smear as you try to blink back the tears, wondering how many other things he thinks about "girls like you" that he hasn't said out loud yet.
LEE KNOW
minho is usually the one who sees through everyone. heβs observant, sharp, and prides himself on knowing people better than they know themselves. so when the words leave his mouth, you expect them to be weighted with some kind of deeper meaning. instead, theyβre just... light. carelessly tossed out while heβs busy with something else.
heβs standing at the kitchen island, meticulously dicing vegetables for dinner. youβre sitting across from him, chin resting on your palms, just watching the steady, rhythmic movement of the knife.
itβs peaceful until it isnβt.
"you know," he starts, not even looking up from the cutting board. "when i first saw you, i told the guys youβd probably be a handful. one of those girls who only cares about the aesthetic of things."
you blink, your heart catching in your chest. "a handful? whatβs that supposed to mean?"
he shrugs, his focus entirely on the carrots. "just that you look like youβd be high maintenance. you have that faceβthe kind where people just assume youβre there to look pretty and be taken care of. i didn't think thereβd be much going on behind it."
the knife hits the wood with a sharp thud. it feels louder than it probably is.
"you didn't think thereβd be much going on?" you repeat, your voice tighter than you intended. "so you just... saw me and decided i was shallow?"
minho finally looks up, but he just has that faint, amused smirk on his face. the one he wears when he thinks heβs being clever. "i mean, look at you. can you blame me? youβre objectively very pretty. usually, people who look like that don't have to try very hard at anything else. they just let their face do the work."
he says it like itβs a compliment. like heβs praising your DNA while simultaneously insulting your entire existence.
"i've worked hard for everything i have, minho," you murmur, your gaze dropping to the countertop. you feel a hot prickle of shame behind your eyes. "itβs not just 'my face' doing the work."
"i know that now," he says, waving the knife dismissively before going back to the vegetables. "iβm just saying what the initial thought was. itβs funny how wrong first impressions can be, right? i really expected you to be way more superficial."
he chuckles to himself, like itβs a funny little anecdote from the past. he doesn't see the way youβre digging your nails into your palms under the table. he doesn't see that heβs basically told you he started your relationship with zero respect for your mind or your character.
"is that why you were so cold to me at the start?" you ask, your voice trembling. "because you thought i was superficial?"
"it was just an assumption," he says easily, sliding the carrots into a bowl. "don't get all sensitive about it. iβm dating you now, aren't i? obviously, you proved me wrong."
he reaches across the island to flick the tip of your nose, his fingers cool and smelling of onions. heβs smiling, waiting for you to bite back with a witty retort or a fake pout. but the words are stuck in your throat.
you have that face. just there to look pretty.
"yeah," you force out, a ghost of a smile touching your lips that doesn't reach your eyes. "i guess i did."
minho hums, satisfied, and turns back to the stove. he starts humming a random tune, completely oblivious to the fact that heβs just planted a seed of doubt thatβs already starting to bloom. you sit there in the silence of the kitchen, feeling less like his partner and more like a trophy he accidentally found out had a soul.
CHANGBIN
the gym is quiet, the only sound being the rhythmic clank of weights and the low hum of the air conditioner. changbin is mid-set, his focus intense as he finishes his reps, and youβre sitting on the bench nearby, scrolling through your phone and waiting for him to finish.
he drops the dumbbells with a heavy thud and exhales, reaching for his water bottle. he looks over at you, his chest heaving, and a wide, proud grin breaks across his face.
"you know," he pants, wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "i still remember when i first told the guys i was going to ask you out. chan actually laughed."
you look up, curious. "he laughed? why?"
changbin chuckles, leaning back against the weight rack. "he just thought you were way out of my league. and honestly, so did i. youβre just so... you know, polished. you look like you belong in a magazine, not sitting on a sweaty gym bench with a guy like me."
you tilt your head, a small smile playing on your lips. "i'm not that polished, binnie."
"no, seriously," he says, his voice taking on that casual, breezy tone he uses when he's just thinking out loud. "i really thought you were going to be one of those girls whoβs just... boring. like, someone who spends all their time on their makeup and has nothing to talk about but clothes and mirrors."
the smile on your face falters. the words feel like a sudden, cold splash of water. were those really his first thoughts about you? ouch. "boring?"
"yeah, you know," he says, shrugging his broad shoulders as if itβs the most obvious thing in the world. "it's the 'pretty girl' curse. i just assumed youβd be high-maintenance and shallow. like, youβre so good to look at that i didn't think thereβd be much personality under there."
you feel a dull ache start in your chest. youβve spent your whole life trying to be more than just a face, trying to be someone people took seriously, and here was the person who was supposed to know you best, admitting heβd written you off from the start.
"so you only asked me out because of how i looked? even though you thought i was boring?" your voice is a bit more brittle now, a bit sharper.
changbin doesn't catch the shift. heβs too busy unscrewing the cap of his water bottle. "i mean, i was willing to take the risk just to be seen with you, honestly. youβre a total 10. i figured even if the conversation was dry, at least iβd have the prettiest girl in the room on my arm."
he takes a long drink, his throat bobbing, while you sit there feeling like a decorative object. an accessory.
"is that all i was to you? a trophy?"
he stops drinking and looks at you, finally noticing the way you're holding yourselfβstiff, guarded. he lets out a little laugh, reaching out to playfully nudge your shoulder. "hey, don't get all dramatic. iβm saying it was a good surprise. i was shocked when i realized you actually had a brain and a sense of humor. it was like a 'buy one, get one free' deal."
he grins, clearly thinking heβs being charming, but the joke feels like a slap. he doesn't realize that heβs just told you he thought your intelligence was a bonus, not a requirement.
"right," you mumble, looking down at your lap so he can't see the way your bottom lip is trembling. "a bonus."
"exactly!" changbin says, oblivious as he stands up to start his next set. "i really lucked out. most girls who look like you don't usually have much else going for them."
he grabs the weights again, his muscles flexing as he starts his reps, leaving you sitting there in the heavy silence of the gym. you watch him work out, feeling smaller than you ever have, wondering if he ever would have bothered to look for your heart if he hadn't liked the way your face looked first.
HYUNJIN
the sun is setting, casting long, golden shadows across hyunjinβs bedroom. heβs sitting on the floor, surrounded by fashion magazines and sketches for his next project, while youβre tucked onto the edge of his bed, absentmindedly braiding a loose thread on his rug.
it had been a long day of him talking about his latest shoot, and heβs in one of those moods where heβs thinking out loud, his voice soft and dreamy.
"i was looking at the shots from today," hyunjin says, flipping through a magazine without really seeing the pages. "and it reminded me of the first time i saw your profile on social media. before we actually met."
you smile, feeling a little flutter in your chest. "yeah? what did you think?"
he looks up, his dark hair falling over his eyes, and gives a small, airy laugh. "honestly? i almost didn't message you back. i thought, 'thereβs no way sheβs real.' you looked so... perfect. like a doll."
"a doll?" you tease, though a tiny knot starts to form in your stomach.
"yeah," he hums, turning back to the magazine. "i just assumed you were one of those people who lived for the camera. i figured your life was probably just empty aestheticβno substance, no depth. just someone who liked the way they looked in a mirror."
the knot tightens. of all the people to say this, you didn't expect it to be him. hyunjin, who had spent so many nights leaning on you, venting about how he hated being called "just a visual." hyunjin, who had cried because he felt like people didn't care about his hard work, only his face.
"you thought i had no substance?" you ask, your voice a little hollow. "hyunjin, you of all people... you know how that feels. to be dismissed like that."
he stops flipping the pages, but he doesn't look up. "thatβs the thing, though. itβs different for you. you aren't an idol, you don't have to prove anything to anyone. i just saw a pretty face and thought, 'itβs okay if sheβs a bit, like, simple, sheβs gorgeous enough to make up for it.'"
falling from his lips, it makes "simple" sound like a slur. you stare at the back of his head, waiting for him to realize what heβs saying.
"so you were okay with me being empty as long as i was pretty?"
"i mean, at first? yeah," he says, finally looking at you with a shrug that feels way too casual. "i didn't think iβd actually fall for you. i just wanted to see if you were as pretty in person. i was prepared for you to be boring. i'm just glad you ended up being more than just a visual, unlike most girls who look like you."
he says it like he's giving you a prize. like heβs inviting you into an exclusive club where youβre "one of the good ones."
"you really thought i was just a decoration," you whisper, the hurt finally starting to leak into your voice.
hyunjin notices the change in your tone this time. he tilts his head, looking slightly confused. "babe, why are you getting upset? i'm saying it as a good thing. iβm saying i was surprised that you actually have thoughts. itβs a compliment."
"itβs not a compliment to tell me you had zero expectations for my personality because of my face, hyunjin. especially when you hate it when people do that to you."
he sighs, a frustrated sound, and drops the magazine. "itβs not the same. iβm an idol. i have to be more. for you, itβs just... youβre lucky. you have the look that everyone wants, so why does it matter if people assume youβre like that? at least theyβre looking."
he reaches out to take your hand, but you pull back, the sting of his words lingering. he doesn't see the hypocrisy. he doesn't see that heβs doing the exact thing that breaks his heart when itβs done to him.
"i think iβm gonna go home," you mumble, sliding off the bed.
"already, jagi?" he asks, eyes wide with genuine surprise. "but we were having a good time. did i say something wrong?"
"no," you lie, your heart aching as you grab your bag. "i'm just tired."
"okay," he says, already reaching back for his sketches. "text me when you get back, pretty girl."
the nickname, which usually made you blush, now just feels like a label. a box he put you in the moment he saw you, and one heβs clearly not interested in letting you out of.
HAN
the arcade is loud, a chaotic mess of neon lights and electronic music that makes you feel alive. it's so nice to finally be on a date with him, to spend some time together. youβre sitting at a booth in the corner, waiting for your food while jisung finishes a round of some rhythm game.
he slides into the seat across from you a few minutes later, grinning and out of breath. "did you see that? i totally crushed the high score," he says, grabbing a french fry from the basket between you.
"i saw," you smile, because his happiness has always been contagious. "you're getting better."
he laughs, leaning back and looking at you with that bright, observant gaze he has. "it's funny, actually. i remember telling the guys when we first started hanging out that i was surprised we actually had things in common."
you tilt your head, confused. "why would you be surprised? we like the same movies, the same music..."
"no, i know," he says, waving a fry dismissively. "i just mean... look at you. youβre like, top-tier pretty. the kind of girl who usually just hangs out at expensive clubs or spends all day taking pictures for the 'gram. i definitely didn't think youβd be into the stuff iβm into."
the noise of the arcade seems to fade, replaced by a dull ringing in your ears. "so you thought i was... what? an instagram model with no interests?"
jisung chuckles, seemingly oblivious to the way your posture has stiffened. "i mean, kinda? it's just the vibe you give off. you're so put together. i just figured you were one of those girls whoβs just there to be seen. i honestly expected you to be, like, totally watery and boring to talk to."
your heart sinks. out of everyone, jisungβwho struggles so much with his own anxieties and how people perceive himβshould know how much it hurts to be judged before you even speak.
"watery?" you whisper, the word feeling like a stone in your throat. "you really thought that little of me?"
"it's not that i thought little of you," he says, leaning forward and lowering his voice like heβs telling a joke. "i just thought youβd be a trophy type. i was actually kind of relieved when i realized you were a nerd. it made me feel way less intimidated. like, 'oh, sheβs actually human, not just a pretty face.'"
he grins, waiting for you to laugh along with him. he thinks heβs being relatable, showing you his vulnerability by admitting he was intimidated. but all you can hear is that he looked at you and saw an object, not a person.
"so if i didn't have these 'nerdy' interests," you ask, your voice trembling slightly, "you would've just kept thinking i was a shell?"
"i mean, probably?" he shrugs, reaching for another fry. "but thatβs just how it is with girls who look like you. you don't really expect them to have much depth. itβs like a hidden character unlock or something."
he stuffs the fry into his mouth, his eyes already wandering back toward the claw machines. "we should try that one next, i bet i can win you that cat plushie."
you look at him, the bright, funny boy you thought really knew you. heβs already moved on, excited for the next game, while youβre left sitting in the booth feeling like youβve been stripped down to nothing but a set of features. a hidden character.
"yeah," you mumble, looking down at your food. suddenly, you don't feel too hungry. "maybe later."
"sweet," he says, not noticing the way you're blinking back tears. "this is the best date ever."
FELIX
the kitchen is warm, filled with the sweet, buttery scent of the brownies felix just pulled from the oven. heβs in a great mood, humming a soft melody as he carefully frosts them, his movements gentle and precise. youβre sitting at the table, watching him, feeling that familiar tug of affection for how much care he puts into everything he does for you.
"you know," he says, his deep voice vibrating through the quiet room. he doesn't look up, his focus entirely on the swirl of chocolate. "i was talking to my mom on the phone earlier, telling her about you. about how we met."
you smile, resting your chin on your hand. "what did you tell her?"
felix pauses, a lopsided grin appearing as he remembers. "i told her that when i first saw you, i was actually kind of scared to talk to you. you just looked so... perfect. like a porcelain doll. i honestly thought you were going to be one of those girls whoβs just, you know, a bit empty."
the smile on your face wavers. "empty?"
"yeah," he shrugs, finally looking up with those bright, innocent eyes. "just because youβre so pretty. i think i told her you looked like youβd be the type to only care about your reflection. i didn't expect you to have such a big heart, or to be so kind to everyone."
itβs meant to be a compliment. you know it is. but the way he says itβlike your beauty and your character are two separate entities that shouldn't exist in the same personβmakes your heart heavy.
"so you just looked at me and assumed there was nothing inside?" you ask softly. "that i was just a doll?"
felix misses the hurt in your voice, already moving back to the counter to start plating the brownies. "i mean, can you blame me? you have that lookβthe it girl look. usually, girls like that don't really have to be nice or smart, right? they just get by on being beautiful. i just figured you were another one of those."
the air in the kitchen feels stifling now. itβs the same thing youβve heard from the others, but coming from felix, it feels more like a betrayal. heβs the one who always talks about "staying true" and "inner beauty," yet heβd judged you by the exact standard he claimed to ignore.
"it's not just a look, lix," you mumble, picking at a loose thread on your sleeve. "it's just... me."
"i know, i know," he says, sliding a plate with a warm brownie in front of you. he leans down, pressing a quick, sweet kiss to your forehead. "thatβs why iβm so glad i was wrong. itβs like a secret, isn't it? that the prettiest girl iβve ever seen is actually a real person with feelings."
he chuckles, sitting down across from you and taking a bite of his own creation. he looks so satisfied, so happy to be sharing this moment with you. he doesn't see that heβs just admitted he viewed you as a stereotype first and a human being second.
"a secret," you repeat, the brownie tasting like ash in your mouth. "is that what it is?"
"totally," he says, his mouth half-full. "the guys were all shocked too. we actually had a bet going about how long it would take for me to realize you were too much to handle. glad i won that one, huh?"
you feel nauseous. a bet?
he winks at you, bright and cheerful, completely unaware that heβs just confirmed your worst fear. he didn't fall for you; he fell for a face and decided to stay because the "extra" partsβyour mind, your soulβturned out to be tolerable.
you look at him, the boy who smells like sugar and sunshine, and realize that even he hasn't really been looking at you at all.
he hasn't even seen you.
SEUNGMIN
the apartment is quiet, the only sound being the soft scratching of seungminβs pen against his notebook. heβs focused, his glasses sliding slightly down the bridge of his nose as he reviews his lyrics. youβre sitting on the rug at his feet, resting your head against his knee. itβs the kind of domestic silence you usually treasureβthe kind that feels solid and sure.
seungmin reaches down, his fingers absentmindedly tangling in your hair as he reads over a line he just wrote. he lets out a small, huffed breath that might have been a laugh.
"i was looking at my old journals from when we first started talking," he says, his voice steady and calm. "itβs actually kind of embarrassing how much i misread you."
you hum, tilting your head back to look at him. "misread me how?"
he doesn't look down, his eyes still scanning his notes. "i just had you filed away under a certain category. i thought you were going to be one of those girls whoβs just... there. you know? pretty, quiet, maybe a little bit self-absorbed. the kind of person whoβs nice to look at but doesn't really have anything to contribute to a real conversation."
the words hit you with a dull, heavy thud. you pull away from his knee just an inch, the sudden distance feeling massive. "nothing to contribute?"
"i mean, be realistic," he says, finally meeting your eyes. his expression isn't coldβitβs just that typical, blunt seungmin honesty. "most people who look like you don't really develop much of a personality because they don't have to. i figured youβd be vapid. i thought i'd have to do all the heavy lifting in the relationship... intellectually speaking."
you feel the blood rush to your face, a mix of heat and a cold, sinking realization. "so you thought i was stupid?"
"not stupid," he corrects, his tone almost clinical, like heβs explaining a math problem. "just... shallow. i expected our dates to be a lot of you talking about yourself and me just nodding along because you were pretty enough to make it worth the boredom. glad i took that risk, though."
he says it like heβs proud of his own pragmatism. like itβs a funny story. he doesn't seem to realize that heβs essentially admitted he entered your life with zero regard for your mind.
"worth the boredom," you repeat, your voice sounding thin and foreign to your own ears. "so, if i hadn't, like, contributed enough, you would have just... stayed for the view?"
seungmin shrugs, turning a page in his notebook. "maybe for a while. but like i said, i was wrong. you actually have a brain. it was a pleasant surprise."
he says pleasant surprise the same way heβd describe finding an extra ten dollars in his pocket. itβs an added bonus, not the main event. he doesn't notice the way your heart is actually aching, the tears welling on your lash line, or the way youβve tucked your hands into your sleeves to hide the fact that youβre shaking.
"youβre lucky youβre smart," he adds, finally offering a small, lopsided smile thatβs supposed to be affectionate. "it would have been such a waste of a face if you were as boring as i thought youβd be."
he goes back to his lyrics, the pen scratching against the paper again, the sound now feeling like itβs scraping against your nerves. heβs settled back into the silence, perfectly content, while youβre left sitting on the floor feeling like a project he almost didn't take on because he didn't think the materials were high-quality enough.
you stay there, your head back against his knee because you don't know how to move without breaking, realizing that the person who prides himself on being the most observant was actually the most blind of all.
and it hurts so badly.
I.N.
the ferris wheel is moving slowly, the neon lights of the amusement park shrinking below you as you reach the peak. jeongin is sitting right next to you, his shoulder pressed against yours, and he looks more relaxed than he has in weeks. the wind is a bit chilly, but the atmosphere between you is usually so warm that you barely notice.
heβs looking out at the skyline, a small, genuine smile on his face. "this was a good idea," he says, his voice soft. "i needed a break from the studio. thanks for dragging me out here."
"anytime," you say, nudging him playfully. "you were starting to look like a ghost with how much time you were spending indoors."
he chuckles, shaking his head. then, he looks at you, his eyes reflecting the twinkling lights of the city. "you know, i was thinking about our first date earlier. when we went to that fancy cafe you liked."
you smile at the memory. "you were so quiet that day. i thought i was boring you."
"no, not boring me," he says, and his tone shiftsβit becomes that easy, unfiltered honesty that usually makes you feel so close to him. "i was just... surprised. i remember telling the hyungs later that night that you actually had stuff to say. i really didn't expect you to be so well-spoken."
the smile on your face stiffens. "well-spoken? why wouldn't i be?"
jeongin shrugs, his gaze drifting back to the view. "i don't know. you're just so pretty, you know? i guess i just fell into that trap of thinking you were probably just another girl whoβs a bit... empty-headed. i figured youβd be more concerned with your outfit than with having a real conversation."
the words feel like a cold draft hitting you. you pull your jacket tighter around yourself, but it doesn't help the hollow feeling in your chest. "empty-headed? is that really what you thought when you looked at me?"
"at first? yeah," he says, completely unaware of how the air has left your lungs. "i mean, can you blame me? usually, when someone looks like you do, they don't really have to develop a personality. i just assumed you were one of those types. i was actually kind of prepared for the conversation to be really shallow."
you swallow hard, your throat feeling tight. out of everyone, jeongin is the one you always felt most comfortable being yourself around. you thought he saw the real you from the start.
"so you were prepared for me to be boring?" you ask, your voice a little shaky. "you didn't think i had anything of value to say?"
"i just didn't think i'd have to listen that hard," he admits with a small, careless laugh. "i figured iβd just enjoy looking at you and call it a day. i was honestly shocked when you started talking about that book you were reading. like, 'wow, she reads?'"
he looks at you then, grinning like heβs giving you the world's biggest compliment. he thinks heβs telling you how much more amazing you are than his expectations. he doesn't see that heβs telling you his expectations were on the floor.
"oh," you whisper, the word tasting like lead. your face feels warm, and there's a lump in your throat.
"yeah! it was a great surprise," he says, reaching over to squeeze your hand. his palm is warm, but you feel oddly numb to the touch. "iβm glad you aren't like that. it wouldβve been such a shame if you were just... boring. it's much better this way."
the ferris wheel starts its descent, the car swaying slightly. jeongin goes back to pointing out landmarks in the distance, his voice bright and cheerful. heβs perfectly happy, tucked into his own little world where he "lucked out" with a girl who has a brain.
you sit there, watching the ground get closer, feeling like youβve been categorized and filed away. he doesn't realize heβs just told you he never would have bothered to find your heart if he hadn't liked the way your face looked first.
"yeah," you mumble, forced a smile that makes you ache. "itβs much better."
when y/n bumps into her soulmate, changbin, out of the blue, she's elated. but there's a problem, she lives in the united states and doesn't know he's a famous kpop star. how do they navigate a new relationship with a language barrier, hardly any time to bond before he has to leave, and his time-consuming career?
Chapter 1:
Going to Seattle was always a fun trip. Seeing Pike Place Market, watching the fish at the Aquarium, and peeking through the bushes to see the glass sculptures at Chihuly Garden and Glass were some of your favorite activities. But riding the ferry back home at the end of your day trips was the biggest relief.Β
Riding the ferry back across the Sound to Bremerton was a nice moment to reflect. The hour or so you spent on the boat was almost always spent on the deck. You loved to feel the wind through your hair, watch the waves rock in the water, see the sail boats in the distance. You always tried to keep an eye out for dolphins or other marine life (there was a rumor that the largest octopus in the world lived nearby) but so far the most youβd managed to see was seaweed and sticks.
Just as the Bremerton Ferry Station came into view your phone buzzed with a text from your mother. Sheβd placed an order at your favorite to go shop and you needed to pick it up. Once your feet were back on solid ground you found your car and headed to the restaurant.
It was just a short drive away, hardly out of your typical trek home, and no trouble at all. You easily found parking in the small lot and checked the text from your mother again β the food should be ready any minute now.
As it was, you were so busy with putting your phone back in your bag that you didnβt even notice the two men leaving the shop until it was too late. You heard their cries right as you ran into one of them, a take out box busting open as you collided. You looked up, your mouth dropping open in shock as the man in front of you gaped with wide eyes. Rice and meat tumbled out of one styrofoam container, the other fell to the ground heavily, and you waited for your own body to follow suit, eyes squeezing shut tightly. But instead you felt two warm arms wrapping around your middle, keeping you from falling.
When you peeked one eye open, you saw both men looking down at you. But when you met the eyes of the man whoβd caught you, you feltβ¦ inexplicably calm. Your heart had been thudding in your chest but it slowed to an even beat that was much as the same as your resting heart rate. The birds flying overhead chirped sweetly, the wind gently blew through your hair, and the man smiled softly at you.
He was cute, you noticed almost instantly. He had a prominent chin but it was evened out by a strong jawline and full cheeks. His nose was a touch too big for his face but it didnβt take away from his looks at all β in fact, it rather suited him, you thought. His gentle brown eyes were accentuated by fluffy hair that looked almost too touchable. You found yourself smiling back at him easily.
βOh, wow! Are you okay?β
Youβd almost forgotten that he wasnβt alone. His friendβs voice was loud and heavily accented. Was it British? No, Australian? Your eyes flickered towards his friend before sliding back to him through no conscious thought of yours. It was like no one else mattered. He was the only one you wanted to look at for the rest of your life. And from the way his eyes stayed on you, it seemed as though he felt the same.
βIβm fine,β you murmured to be polite.
βIβm glad to hear that,β the friend said. βBinnie, maybe you should let go of her?β He spoke quickly in another language that you werenβt familiar with.
Binnieβs head swiveled to look at his friend, quickly, before all of you looked down to where he was still holding you around your waist. To your surprise, though, your hands had come up to rest on his warm, muscular chest. When had that happened?
βSorry,β you blushed as you let go of Binnie and he nodded, taking a step back. His hands dropped, and one held yours gently.
At this first touch of your skin on his, an image flashed through your mind β the two of you in the near distant future, cuddled up together on a couch with a blanket draped over your fronts. Youβd fallen asleep watching something on TV and you felt truly content. You gasped and dropped his hand as yours came up to cover your mouth.
Though nothing like this had ever happened to you before, you knew exactly what it meant. Youβd heard enough stories to understand completely.
βAre you my - ?β you started, too shocked to finish the sentence. Binnie looked just as surprised and you knew heβd seen it too.
βSoulmate?β Binnie said, voice full of wonder. His eyes shone brightly. βMy soulmate?β
And those were the first words your soulmate ever spoke to you.
--
The three of you were in shock. Though everyone had a soulmate, it didnβt always work out that youβd meet yours. Unforeseen circumstances got in the way sometimes and things didnβt always work out. And a growing number of the population opted not to seek out their soulmates, preferring to take their love lives into heir own hands. Though back in your grandparents day, that kind of thought was almost unheard of, you yourself knew quite a few people who had taken that route, or at least attempted to. A few of them ended up running into their soulmates and falling in love anyway.
The men ushered you into the restaurant where you sat on the bench just inside the door. Chris, as you learned his friend was named, was at the counter, reordering their dinner.
βIβm so sorry about the food,β you said. Youβd already apologized, but figured it was worth repeating. You knew they wouldnβt have to wait long for their order to be remade, but it was annoying regardless.
βItβs okay,β Binnie, or Changbin, said with a small smile. He had an accent as well, but it wasnβt Australian. You figured he was from a country in east Asia. βI lost food, but found my soulmate. This is better.β
βMuch better?β you couldnβt help but tease.
βVery much better.β He answered your teasing by bumping his shoulder into yours and you smiled, suddenly feeling bashful.
Youβd never had a lot of luck with dating and as youβd gotten older you kind of figured youβd probably be alone for the rest of your life. Sure, everyone knew that they had a soulmate somewhere out there in the universe, but by the time people reached their late 20s, like you had, theyβd normally found theirs already. It had seemed like you never would, and some of your friends had given you a less than inspiring nickname because of it: the Lone Wolf. Sometimes youβd thought that maybe your soulmate had died in a freak accident or something. Never did it occur to you that maybe heβd just been living on the other side of the world.
The two of you sat quietly on the bench, basking in the glow of having found each other. Your hands were clasped tightly, his thumb running up and down the back of your hand in a motion that you found incredibly soothing.
βY/N, you are quiet,β Changbin observed, a small crease forming over his eyebrows. βAre you okay?β
βIβm fine,β you rushed to reassure him. βReally. Iβm just surprised. I didnβt expect to meet you.β
He nodded. βI am surprised too. But happy. My soulmate very pretty.β
You blushed at his compliment. βYouβre very pretty too β er, I mean, youβre handsome!β
Changbin grinned and sat up a little taller, chest puffed out. βI am handsomeΒ andΒ pretty,β he declared, very self-assured, and you couldnβt help but giggle.
βOrder for Y/N?β The cashier called out as your order was brought to a warming lamp at the counter. You looked over and saw Chris observing the two of you. He appeared to be deep in thought, but snapped out of it when you made to stand.
βIβve got it, donβt worry. You stay.β
You smiled at Chris in quiet thanks and settled back beside Changbin. The more he spoke the more you noticed his speech patterns. He seemed to know quite a bit of English, but was still a bit stilted. βHow long have you been here?β you asked.
He made a thoughtful humming noise. βWeβve been in America few weeks, but here two days.β
βYou donβt live here? Are you just visiting?β
Changbinβs expression turned sad, his mouth turning down at the corners. βYes, just visiting. We leave tomorrow.β
It was unavoidable, the way your face dropped. You averted your eyes as your lips settled into a pout. What were the odds that your soulmate would be from an entirely different country, come to visit, meet you, then have to leave again immediately? It was your rotten luck getting in the way of things. Was this it for the two of you? A quick introduction, never to be seen again? You felt so foolish when you realized your eyes were starting to water.
βIβm sorry toβ¦ making you sad,β Changbin said gently, ducking his head to meet your eyes again.
βItβs not your fault,β you mumbled. You could feel your thoughts start to spiral. What was the point of running into Changbin if he was going to leave so soon? Maybe it would have been better if you hadnβt crossed paths at all. But that line of thought wasnβt fair to him and you knew that. He hadnβt planned to meet then abandon his soulmate in less than 24 hours. Sometimes thatβs just the way life worked. He squeezed your hand to get your attention again and you took a deep breath before looking back at him.
βWhat are yourβ¦ doing?β
βI donβt β β you glanced at Chris, unsure of what Changbin meant to say. βIβm sorry, I donβt understand.β
Changbin said something to Chris (sometime during your spiral, Chris had rejoined you two with everyoneβs food orders stacked precariously in his hands. You took your two boxes with a small smile) in a language you didnβt understand. The two spoke to each other briefly before Chris nodded and pulled out his phone. βAh, heβs asking what your plans are for the rest of the day.β
βOh!β To Changbin you said, βI donβt have anything else I wanted to do today. Just have to bring food back to my mom.β
Changbin glanced at Chris again, who nodded, before asking, βYou come with us?β
You hesitated. Sure, this man was your soulmate, but youβd just met him. But he looked so hopeful you knew you couldnβt say no to him. So against your better judgement you nodded. βOkay.β
SUMMARY: y/n gets drunk and makes a bad decision to text her evil ex. What she gets in response is more than she could have dreamed.
Note: please ignore the mistakes. If you saw them no you did not πββοΈ I was inspired by @la-vander-writes and I have wanted to do a series like this for a while. I hope it's ok :)
Lee Know | Changbin | Hyunjin | Han | Felix | Seungmin | I.N
ποΈ:
β em's favourites
β¦ fan favourites
[E] explicit content
β BANG CHAN
no please, allow me
οΈcorrect me, i dare youββ¦οΈ [E]
home
save a horse, ride a cowboy⦠[E]
you, me, and your ears⦠[E]
work hard, play harder⦠[E]
series: leader-nim is whipped!β¦
ββ chapter one
ββ chapter two
ββ chapter three
brain off, birthday boy! [E]
double, double, toil, and trouble [E]
working out with chan [E]
β LEE MINHO
back of the hall
go ask your father!β¦
series: aisle be damnedβοΈ
ββ chapter one
ββ chapter two
ββ chapter three
ββ chapter four
ββ chapter five [E]
throw it up in the air!
to be a saviour is to also be a thiefβ
series: cat got your tongue!
ββ chapter one
ββ chapter two
ββ chapter three
β SEO CHANGBIN
strawberry
my guilty pleasureβ¦
two handymen are better than oneββ¦ [E]
β HWANG HYUNJIN
clay stains [E]
you snap first! [E]
ticket for youββ¦οΈ
everything is romanticβ
devil-may-careββ¦ [E]
dumb & poetic
two handymen are better than oneββ¦ [E]
series: rarepair!ββ¦
ββ chapter one
ββ chapter two
ββ chapter three
dream parasite
it's my birthday :)
A Twitter post that pulls at loose threads goes viral, same places, same time, logically, they're the same company, same events. Fans say that it's clear they're dating. After the thread goes viral, right after its comeback and skz comeback, the company worries, then sees that it makes the sales and listens nearly double, preorders out of control, so jype's no dating clause? doesn't seem to matter anymore, even if it's fake and the idols have only interacted a few times.
pairing: idol!lee felix x idol!reader
reader is itzys 6th member!
genre: smau, some written, long form series!
tags: fake dating, strangers to friends to lovers, jyp is an opp, suggestive language, mature language, sensitive topics will be mentioned
readers face claim is yujin from ive but no physical attributes are mentioned, its purely for photos!
When they all convene at the cave, Alfred is silently wrapping Dick's knuckles. Damian hovers beside him. Tim and Barbara are hunched over the batcomputer, not even sparing Bruce a glance as he strides over.
"Report," Batman grunts. No one reacts.
"Report!"
"Hood pushed his panic button at 2:34 AM," Barbara says shortly, straightening.
The button had been a joke, mostly because Jason would never use it and everyone knew it.
"I patched into his comm at 2:35. This is what I heard initially." At her nod, Tim presses play. What occurs next is a garble. There is the sound of high winds, as if Hood is rushing through the air, even though the comms are designed to filter out any ambiance otherwise the Bats would never hear each other. Interspersed is a mixture of static punctuated by high, inhuman screeches of metal and something else unknown.
"This goes on," Barbara says after thirty long seconds, switching it off. "Red Hood failed to respond to any attempts at contact. I dispatched Nightwing to Hood's location at 2:36 AM. He was approximately two miles away." She pulls up a GPS map of their respective locations, their beacons blinking.
"At 2:41 AM, Red Hood's comm goes off, as does his GPS," Barbara says, swallowing softly as the red beacon indicating Jason disappears. "Nightwing arrives at 2:42 AM."
Dick doesn't say anything, head hanging low as he grips the metal table he sits on. Damian glances between the two of them, expression flat but fists clenched.
"Nightwing, report."
"..."
"Scene was empty, B," Tim speaks up. "No trace of Hood, no sign of a struggle. No cameras in the alley. We've been checking the ones nearby but so far there's no sign of anyone but Hood heading in that direction...and no one, Hood included, caught in the cams heading out, not within that time frame."
"So he's still in the area," Batman concludes. "The local buildings?"
"All the entrances have cameras, which showed no evidence of Hood nor any evidence of being tampered with," Barbara says. "Nightwing, Red Robin and Robin canvased within a half mile radius to check for any signs of disturbances in any of the windows or rooftops but found no evidence to support Hood being taken. A scan confirmed several serial offenders, but when interviewed and searched there was no sign of Hood. Several in the area reported an unusual quiet for Crime Alley."
Batman forces the next question out. "Did you check the dumpsters?"
"Yes," Nightwing grits out. "Empty."
Barbara clears her throat. "I have attempted to reconnect to Jason's GPS and comm as well as restart both remotely but there's no signal at all. The thing is, when there's a disruption like that it usually leaves some sort of sign" she pulls up the audio waves, pointing at the end where the spikes conform into a straight line that makes everyone deeply uncomfortable. Upon playing, the noise from before plays before going abruptly silent. "But there is no large spike, this is clean. It just ends. His GPS is much the same. It's not off, it's just gone."
"I know you don't like to hypothesize this early on, B, but we think this involves a meta," Tim says, rewinding the audio. "We've been running the audio from Jason's comm through different filters, playing with the levels and isolating what we can and, well, take a listen--"
The screeching drops to a sort of muffle and in the background, distantly, they can hear bits of Jason's voice.
"No, I'm not---"
"--don't need--"
"get AWAY from--"
a particularly desperate yell that makes Tim flinch, "I am NOT--!"
and almost a whimper that makes Batman's blood run cold, "please..."
And then, unfairly clear even through the faint garble, Jason says "I don't have a choice, do I."
And a minute later, quietly: "Ok."
The audio cuts off.
The defeat in Jason's last words is palpable, and fundamentally wrong. Jason has never sounded defeated a day in his life, and no one knows how to process Red Hood all but giving his hands over for the cuffs. Nightwing pushes himself off the table.
"I'm going back out there," he growls. No one tries to stop him as he stalks out the cave, not even Alfred.
"I will accompany Nightwing, make sure he does not punch any more walls." Damian says, nodding tightly.
"B?" Barbara asks.
"Keep working on it. See if you can identify what could be making those noises if Hood was standing still in an alley," Batman says, walking towards the zeta tube. "I'm going to make a few calls."
I read this and had the thought that what if it wasn't Danny that took him? The kids busy, finally managing to get his grades up, his parents accepting him and wanting to know about ghosts to correct their research, learning about the realms and politics and his role in all of it. Why would he be the one to fetch a young dead being who needed a doctor. That isn't a role for kings. Instead it was a well meaning yeti.
After Danny defeated Pariah a lot of things changed. The man was a dictator. Cruel and merciless and his rules reflected that. One of his rules meant the doctors of the far frozen couldn't fulfill their role and offer medical care to realms residents that needed it. If someone asked them they could help but they were forbidden from offering. Danny's coronation changed that. With the help of Clockwork and the Ghost Writer he was taken out of time, all rules and limitations enforced by the previous kings were reviewed. Some were reworded to better reflect their meaning, some were kept as they were good ideas, but a large chunk of them were dismissed. Many ghosts felt a release of pressure on their cores as the edicts binding them were released and they could finally act freely. The far frozen took advantage of this. They found the list of new dead and spread out, going from oldest, who may have been suffering the longest, to newest who they hoped could wait. It took many years and they were afraid they would never catch up but eventually they were treated and they reached the last few decades of the dead. Many had been found to have not crossed over to the realms and were stuck on earth and they were retrieved to be taught of themselves and their new people. It made tracking them all down harder. Eventually they reached a curious case "Jason Peter Todd - Wayne / Robin. 15. Temporal anomaly resulted in partial resurrection, corruption infected core, resides in living realms. Not a ghost. Not a neverborn. Not a Mirrorborn. Potential revenant. Corruption cleanse needed for further identification" Normally the file simply said what type of entity the patient was, be it ghost, zombie, skeleton, Dragur, Lich, revenant, neverborn, godborn or one of the many other residents of the realms. It didn't often say what one wasn't. The poor child must be suffering from some terrible corruption from nearly the time of his raising for the database to not know what type of entity he was. It had managed to exclude some. He wasn't what the mortals called a clone, such a terrible term, nor was he a ghost or a halfa as the two were intertwined, but what he was remained a mystery. All they could do was find out. The tribes of the far frozen sent out a yeti to go and retrieve the young one for treatment and had been warned of the potential resistance. The poor boy could probably barely think, let alone consent to treatment, which meant they had to take him. Joseph the yeti set out to retrieve the child and treat him before turning him over to the child eduction centres so he could be properly educucted on the realms and trained in any potential abilities the youngling may have. He hated having to force being into the medical centres but with the corruption having gone untreated for so long there was a risk of soul loss, one losing their sense of self and becoming a feral beast needing ot be contained and he wanted to get there before the infection got too far.
After a few weeks and an argument he was happy to report a success. The child was withdrawn and fought against coming at first but he was sure that with treatment the sickness he could feel oozing from him would be healed. And looking after the dead was their role after all.
Danny, as the guy introduced himself as, stares at him for a few seconds, slaps his forehead with a startling amount of force and just groans.
"Did they forget to tell what the hell is happening after the treatment???" The teen all but whines.
Jason could only sit and blink. All he asked was to pass on a message to his family, which he will most likely never see again.
"They didn't," his occasional deskmate concluded. "Alright, well-meaning but slightly socially stunted Yeti aside, here's what's happening. And I'm so sorry this wasn't relayed to you at all."
The teen sat up straighter.
"You are currently in the Infinite Realms. The realms where all of the Afterlifes and more combine-"
"So I was told..."
"Shush. I'm bad at explaining. And the new King was sorting through thousands of cases that were left unattended by the previous one. Yours was one of them. The King has a program where cases like yours get help and then sent on their way if that place is important to them."
Jason stared at the tired looking kid, traitorous hope blooming in his chest.
"I'm... going to go back? If I ask?"
"Uh, kinda? After you're done with classes and education on your powers, who you are now and what things you need to do take care of yourself, they will ask you what you want to do." Danny nodded, his snow white wisp of hair bobbing with the motion.
All of the tention Jason didn't know was there left his body slumped on the desk. Tears of relief nearly spilling out into the world of the Dead and Undead. He felt a hesitant hand pat his back and couldn't help a wet chuckle that escaped him.
"So...uh... do you still want me to send a message? I can do that..." he was offered.
...
..
Jason sat up. Thought over the idea.
"How long am I going to be here for again?"
"If all would be alright with your recovery and learning, then I'd say a month or two?"
"Then yes, please."
Needless to say, the second Jason realised he wasn't in danger or even trapped, he decided to mess with his family. Not too much. He still wanted them to know he was ok. Just a little bit
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Danny stares at the letter in his hands as he sat in his throne room.
He had already reprimanded the responsible Ghosts, the poor Yeti was close to tears. He didn't even THINK that it would be an information the young patient would be so agonised over! No wonder his Core was refusing to heal!
Anyway, now Jason seemed to be doing better.
And Danny has to figure out a way to deliver a message without freaking out the Batman and the Birds too much. In person this time, thank you Tuck.
Look Danny is a chaos gremlin child. He is absolutely just going to place the letter on the kitchen table. He is going to portal to Gotham. Go invisible and fly to the address given. G into the manor and drop the letter on the first table he sees. Make sure it's visible. And any other letters Jason wants to send? Will be found the same way.
Bruce is going to be going spare over this. He will hate it. Jason? Will laugh himself sick over it.
You are right. He absolutely would. And if, for some reason, he wouldn't be able to deliver the next message, he enlists Dani.
She booby traps it with glitter and sets it in the bat cave.
Batman, used to these weird glowing messages from the other side of the veil, took it in his sleep deprived state with no checks. He was in his Batman costume. The glitter was multicolour.
He would leave glitter dust everywhere like a sick fairy for months after that. Even Alfred has trouble understanding how is it not over.
rice has no idea how the letters keep arriving. However.... the letters? Explain something about mandatory ghost health class? So... Well he has to assume ghosts are responsible somehow. But no matter how he ghost proofs the cave? The letters still turn up. Are there... Different type of ghost? Why is Jason getting ghost lessons. Will he be coming back. Why can he never deactivate the pranks (when there are pranks). He has many questions. And lessening patience about the situation. The fact that Jason is still... Capable of sending them letters? Is the only thing keeping the family going right now.
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Jason ? Really liked the chaos twins! And, now he knows he can go back home? Is somewhere between life and death? Is NOT a zombie, but a revenant? Well he is enjoying learning all about that. He would have preferred to have known what was going on sooner. But at least Danny and Ellie were around to fill in the gaps. They are both halfas, so they get the need to go back to the living world as well. And he is feeling SO much healthier.
Being told how the twins decided on dropping off their respective letters? Made him cry from laughing too hard. Ellie glitter bombed B! And the cave! Fuck, but that was hilarious! Hopefully there is footage! and Danny! Danny just stuck the letter on the kitchen table! Like an ominous little prick! Fuck he adored the menaces!
Jason: Sooo.... When I'm allowed back topside.... Here's my phone number. If you ever need a place to crash.
Ellie: Oh nice! Heck yeah! I've never been to Gotham to stay!
Danny: Lady Gotham is pretty possessive. But with an invite! She can't kick is out!
Jason:..... She's gonna start dropping by now I'm healthy isn't she?
The thing is, he didn't tell them he was coming home. Oh no. He just told them he was dragged off to ghost school. And forced into ghost hospital. Cause he was a revenant. And needed help. They had no idea if/when he would be able to come back. And well, he has to keep going intangible as random family members try to grab him. They are being very clingy.
Tim: So. How was ghost school?
Jason: Pretty cool actually. There's two other teens like me? Both are half ghosts. So that's pretty cool. They get a whole magical girl transformation thing going on though. Which, I don't get. Revenant's are different apparently?
Tim:..... So.... Why ghost hospital?
Jason: Get this. Lazarus pits are fucked up Ghost blood. New Kings gonna be stealing them back to the afterlife or some shit.
Dick:.... There's a ghost King... Wait. New King?
Jason: Last one got locked into eternal slumber for being a prick. Some idiot let him out to try and win the crown. Failed miserably. New King? Rallied the defence. And took down the old King one on one. And started through the centuries of back log work wise.
Bruce: Threat?
Jason: Eh. Only if these laws aren't repealed. Oh yeah! I'm legally not a person by the way. Not even covered in the meta act!
Tim:.... What.
Jason: Yeah. You legally have to turn me on to the government for uh, 'testing' and disposal.
Jason finally goes home (Home! Without the Pit raging in his heart, it finally feels like Home again!) intending to make full use of these new powers to be a menace.
He gets there and doesn't even get the chance to grab his cookie or talk before Dick has launched himself at him. Only to sail right through Jason's intangible body. There's a moment of stunned silence.
And then
Dick
BREAKS.
His brother. His big baby brother. They already lost him once but then, a miracle, he came back to them. But he's been MIA for months now and all they've got to go off is these weird magic letters that they can't even be completely certain Jason is the one sending. And then.
Then.
Dick thought he was back. Dick thought it was a second miracle and Jason had finally come back to them again. And Dick was gonna tackle him and hug him and never let go until he knew he wouldn't lose his Little Wing again. Couldn't lose his Little Wing again. But he just flew right through like Jaybird wasn't there. He's not there. He's... He's hallucinating dead brothers again isn't he?
Aww shit. That was meant to be a prank. He sat down next to Dick and pulled him into a hug.
Jason: I didn't mean to freak you out that bad Dickie-bird. Cleansing the pits have me powers ok. I'm as alive as I was before I got dragged off for a long overdue healers visit.
Dick just clutched onto Jason as tight as he could. Eat pressed to his chest. Counting his heart beat as he cried. Jason sighed and stood up, dragging Dick up with him. Apparently he was acting as a teddy bear for a bit. He smirked for a second. Then swept Dick up into a full on bridal carry. Way easier to carry his limped brother this way.
He carried him to the games room and settled on the sofa. Apparently he wasn't getting food or drink till Dick calmed down. May as well play Mario kart for a bit. Plus, spooking Tim and Duke who were in the room at the time? Gold. Absolutely gold.
Jason: Sup. How's it been?
Tim:... Are we gonna ignore Dick's mental break or?
Jason: So. That's my bad. Since I'm healthy now? I have access to my undead powers. Which uh. I played a prank. Dick did not take falling through me well at all.
Jason then shoved his arm through the side of the sofa and waved at his little brothers. Who both looked fascinated and freaked out.
Tim: Ah. He thought you were a hallucination. Got it. So.... Undead powers?
Jason: Yeah.... Turns out? The reason the pits fucked me up so bad? I'd become a ghost when I died? And was slowly connecting to my healed body. Pits are ghost juice. But bad ghost juice. So it yanked my ghost back into my body. And corrupted it at the same time. I'm apparently a revenant, NOT a zombie.
Duke: Dude. What the fuck? I knew ghosts were real! But! What the fuck!
Jason: Yup. Also, ghost healer? Bless him. Forgot to explain I was allowed back after I was healed. He apparently freaked out seeing how badly off I was.
Tim:.... Did he get read the riot act?
Jason: Oh yeah. Forced through extra training and everything!
Duke: Why only now?
Jason: Tyrant ghost king was locked away. So all the upkeep and stuff? Held to outdated laws. He got taken out by the new King a few months ago. And they've been working through the backed up work as fast as they can. But it's been thousands of years. so....
Tim: Did you meet the King?
Jason: No? Why the fuck would I? I'm just a lowly revenant. A sick one at that! Well, not any more but....
Tim: And you learned all this how?
Jason: Dead men tell all the tales. I have never heard so much gossip.
Duke: Damn. So, learn anything fun?
Jason: Oh. The US government is trying to start a war with the afterlife. I have a packet of info for B.
Jason: I sent a letter as soon as I was able to! I added the codes we use! You can't be mad at me for getting kidnapped!
Alfred: No, but I can be displeased by the upset you have cause Master Dick. I do hope you are planning to make it up to him.
Jason *Still has Dick clung to his back*
Jason: Why ELSE would I let him cling like this??? Alfie! I have ghost powers now! C'mon!
Dick does not let go for a long long time. Long enough that Alfred takes pity on Jason and brings them some food and drinks. His boys need to eat and stay hydrated. Especially if Dick has been crying at all.
Even once Dick does let Jason go, he refuses to get very far away for long. He needs to be close. To be able to reach out and touch. Reassure himself that this is real real real. Jason is warm warm warm. He's alive Alive ALIVE.
Word of Jason's current entrapment spreads quick through the Batchat. Which means Cass materializes as soon as humanly possible to join in the cuddle session. And slowly but surely draws their other siblings in. Jason's complaints are nothing but posturing. Cass can tell.
Jason will never admit it, but it's actually pretty nice being in a pile of siblings. The education center was very thorough in ensuring Jason knew all the ins and outs of his new biology and instincts. He knows what Fraid bonding is. He knows exactly why this feels so good.
But he is so not ready to have that conversation with his family these bitches. Doctor's orders be damned, he is shoving these feelings way down deep and ignoring them forever and this decision is never going to have negative repercussions for him ever. He'll continue acting like he's only tolerating this shit for Dick and pretending he's one sideways glance from phasing himself out of there and leaving the rest of them to deal with Big Wing's breakdown.
What Jason failed to realise was that the notes that his new friend Danny made? Also included a VERY thorough introduction into the care and feeding of your revenant. As well as the legal issues, and current actions being taken against the Realms. Bruce of course is just as bad at speaking about anything. But he made sure the documents were copied to the entire family.
Jason can act as brash and cold as he wants. His family all know better. And gleefully take advantage to get affection when they want it. Tim gleefully sends a copy to Kori and Roy. He knows they will use this well.
Dick continues to be clingy for quite some time. Thankfully without the pit rage making him angry. Jason finds it mildly irritating not murder inducing. And takes it as well as can be expected.
Two weeks later? They get to meet another ghost/human hybrid. Which just makes it all the more clear how much affection Jason feels for them. Poor halfa can't keep a secret to save himself. Apparently due to the friendship they struck up during their shared lessons? He was asked to check in on Jason. Being as they were both half alive.
Still, having a ghost fly into the manor without warning? Led to the poor teen phasing through so many projectiles. Even as he cooed over how strong their fraid bond was. The fact he dive bombed Jason and didn't get shot? Or even threatened? Well, Jason clearly liked him. And made them all the more curious about their new guest!
And to reiterate, they still don't know that Danny is the King yet.
As far as they know, Danny is just some random half-dead kid who happened to have ghost school with Jason and befriended him.
Which, in fairness is kinda true? It's not like Danny sought Jason out or anything. He genuinely was just going to class. Learning all the ghost stuff everyone else apparently thought he already knew cause they all thought he was much much older. (Even Frostbite, knowing he was a baby Ancient because his core was still developing, had still thought he was centuries old at least. The only other baby Ancient Frostbite has had the honor of teaching was Vortex when his developing Storm core expressed it's ice element, and Vortex was already millennia old at that point.)
Anyway, none of them know Danny is the King and Danny isn't terribly keen on telling them and possibly messing with his first normal ghost friendship with another only partially dead guy. Danny is going to keep that secret as long as he can and hopefully his and Jason's friendship will be well established enough when it comes out that Jason will just brawl with him about keeping it secret and move on.
Speaking of brawls, there's plenty of that happening around the Manor right now, too. The information packet said that ghosts are social fighters! It's just as important a part of their Fraid bonding as the cuddle and nap piles are!
Damian has taken to these new family dynamics with such ease and enthusiasm, Jason is wondering if he needs to drag the little Demon into the Realms and have him registered as a new kind of Realms being. Surely being born and growing up around those Pits did something to him.
He'll ask Danny while he's over. Fuck it, Danny knows more than he does. His ghost friend hummed for a second and then vanished. Before popping back up and grinning.
Danny: So! Damian is highly Liminal. The rest of your family are definitely more death touched than normal as well. Not full blown Ecto entities like we are though.
Jason: You got a packet of notes for that to? And a way to prove it to them?
Danny: Yup! My oldest sister and best friends are Liminals too!
Jason then got the joy of seeing Danny digging about in his torso for something. That was something he just could not get used to. He could only do that very carefully. He was more flesh and bone than Ecto. Danny and Ellie? Could store whatever they wanted in their goopy Ecto forms.
He pulled out a scanner of some sort and a USB stick. Ok. Hippy body storage for the win?
Danny: Now you just gotta convince em to let me like an for a blood sample! Also, the dongle has so much information. Please only copy the Liminal stuff? And ghost culture.
Jason:.... Y'know what? I'll plug it into my laptop. You can copy the info I need over.
This is going to be so good for them, though, once theyβve read and accepted the information. Why they communicate the way they do, why they feel certain things a certain way, how they heal so well and do quickly from injuries, why they never get sick (even Tim despite having no spleen), whatβs triggering them and why they need to fightβ¦
It explains so much. And they get on so much better with each other now.
(They donβt find out Danny is the ghost king for a long time. Not till the US Government is reined in and the Green Lanterns have brokered a treaty with the Infinte Realms and the United Nations. The Waynes watch the news on TV as the King of the Infinite Realms meets the UN Secretary-General to ratify the treaty. And itβs Jasonβs friend Danny.)
Danny gets a Fuck ton of messages from them that boil down to, "Why did we have to find out from the TV!". Of course, when watching it? Everyone turned to Jason to demand answers. To see him looking completely floored. Very obviously not aware till now. Pulling out his phone to send all the messages in the world. There will be much teasing in the future.
Tim: So. Besties with a King huh? Pretty good going for some nobody Revenant!
Jason: Shut up! I didn't know did I! That little shit! This is some fairy tale BS! I swear I'm gonna wring his neck!
Duke: Y'know in any other culture? That would be the worst idea.
Dick: My baby brother! Friends with a King!!
Jason: Oh shove off! B works with royalty all the time! And what about Kori huh?!
Steph:... I'm telling Alfie! Alfie will be so disappointted he didn't know!!
Yup, Danny has a friend! Who isn't scared to give him shit, even knowing he's King!! It's fantastic! Jason is the BEST! The rest of the ghosts probably coo over the 'young ones'. Look at them! The revenant isn't scared of our King! How cute they are!
Danny gets dragged to a Wayne family dinner and has to face Alfred. Who is Most Disappointed(tm) he was not made aware. That was most rude Your Majesty. Danny wilts in a way no being with bones could ever manage. Looks all sad and pitiful.
Danny: But I didn't want you to treat me differently! I Just wanted someone who treated me like Danny. Not King Phantom. *Pout*
So I've been seeing a lot of people posting their fic recommendations and I thought I will too.
@maxinehufflepuffprincess: Bang Chan x Ninth Member Female Reader: Mama Bear- She has little fics that encompass her ninth member Honey and her relationship with all the boys. She inspired me to create my two ninth member fics. Every time I see a new fic come out, I'm always happy. There is not one bad one in the whole collection. She is also coming out with series for the other members too.
@justauthoring: My Faithful Guard (Bang Chan x Female Reader)- A royal guard x princess fic. It gives Yona of the Dawn vibes in the best way possible. I can't begin to tell you how many times I read it. It's that good. Not going to lie, I wish this was a series
@imnotsupposedtobedoingthis: Arrows and Crowns (Bang Chan x Female Reader) - as you can tell, I'm a lover of a good royal guard Bang Chan x Princess Reader. I requested this one and it was everything I could ever want and more. Also, wish this was a series.
@imnotsupposedtobedoingthis: I'm sorry, I love you (Han Jisung x Female Reader) - It's a good angsty fic with a happy ending. A fic I requested as well. It's the perfect fic when you don't know what you want but you know you want something that's not a super crazy AU like pirates or werewolves. It's just best friends who become lovers after a few roadblocks.
@straykidsramblings: Jamais Vu (Han Jisung x Female Reader) - This is one of the first Han Jisung fics I ever read and it's still one of my favorites. If you love a college AU or a best friends to lovers fic, you'll love this!
@love-bitesx: Star Player (Bang Chan x Female Reader)- I have so much to say about this one. I had a post a while ago about fics I was looking for and one of them was a Jock Bang Chan x nerdy reader fake dating AU. @love-bitesx decided to start writing it and I was so happy about it. It's everything I wanted and more. I get so excited when I see the notification that another part is out.
@sparklingskz: Shoot Your Shot (Hyunjin x Reader) - Super cute. You don't usually see jock Hyunjin fics (or at least I don't) and this was very good. It's the perfect fic to read when you want something cute and anime-like.
There is another but sadly, I don't have the link or the name. It was a Bang Chan x Fem Reader fic. He was an ex-hockey player and he was reader's fake boyfriend for her toxic sister's wedding to reader's ex-boyfriend. It was so good, but idk why but I can't find it. Ugh!! If anyone knows it (and can send me the link), please do.
I found the ex-hockey player Chan fic!!!!! Itβs called The Things We Pretend by @dreamescapeswriting. It was just reposted. I highly suggest you read it.
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meet odd β
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kiss me
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winter wind
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stay (forever, if youβd like) β
β best friends to eventual established relationship, fluff (2.3k words)
the six times he asks you to stay
ten things lee know says when he thinks youβre asleep β β established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
dating him β established relationship, boyfriend headcanons, fluff
β° seo changbin
drunk in love β
β best friends to lovers, mutual pining, extreme fluff (2.2k words)
getting drunk for the first time with the one person you trust the most doesnβt sound like a bad idea, right? even if youβre madly in love with them?
weβll never have sex
β established relationship, hurt/comfort, based off of the song (1.2k words)
there is nothing more beautiful than the promise of love even if you cannot guarantee or give that certain level of intimacy just yet
ten things seo changbin says when he thinks youβre asleep β established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
dating him β established relationship, boyfriend headcanons, fluff
β° lee felix
when it rains, it pours
β established relationship, hurt/comfort (1k words)
youβre upset. you donβt know why, but felix is there to hold your hand through your sadness
swipe
β strangers to lovers, chronicles of dating apps, felix is flirty, fluff (3.2k words)
iβm not looking to date right now, but my parents just sent me some computer parts and i saw on your tinder bio that you like assembling computers
brownies 4 u
β established relationship, fluff (0.7k words)
there is love in the freshly, baked brownies he bakes for you despite being exhausted
ten things lee felix says when he thinks youβre asleep β established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
dating him β established relationship, boyfriend headcanons, fluff
β° bang chan
one more month β
β established relationship, fluff, idol au (0.6k words)
chan misses you while heβs on tour
coming home β
β established relationship, fluff, idol au (0.8k words)
chan surprises you by coming home
shall we dance?
β strangers to lovers, fluff (0.9k words)
chan giving you his shoes when your feet hurt
the alchemy
β established relationship, olympics inspired (0.9k words)
whereβs the trophy? he just comes running over to me
ten things bang chan says when he thinks youβre asleep β established relationship, fluff, a sprinkle of angst
dating him β established relationship, boyfriend headcanons, fluff
β° ot8
their reaction to you falling asleep on them and telling them you love them for the first time β established relationship, just extreme fluff
the unsent project (angst edition)
stolen kisses with stray kids β established relationship, extreme fluff, some might be suggestive ?