B.A.P

the kings are back

[feelbokkie]

📱BFF!reader going to a SKZ concert without telling them📱 (Maknae Line)

🌞Feelbokkie M.list🌞

Hyung line

description: You go to a skz concert and don't tell your best friend

pairing: maknae line bff!skz x reader

warnings: swearing, slutshaming? (as a joke), slightly suggestive let me know if I missed anything

word count: n/a

🐿Jisung🐿

🐥Felix🐥

🐶Seungmin🐶

🦊Jeongin🦊

[feelbokkie]

📱BFF!reader going to a SKZ concert without telling them📱 (Hyung Line + Hyunjin)

🌞Feelbokkie M.list🌞

Maknae line

description: You go to a skz concert and don't tell your best friend

pairing: hyung line bff!skz x reader

warnings: swearing, slutshaming? (as a joke) let me know if I missed anything

word count: n/a

🐺Chan🐺

🐰Minho🐰

🐰🐷Changbin🐰🐷

🥟Hyunjun🥟

[ayukaze]

Two very varying dates for 02 The Beginning have been shared in the latest guidebook given out at the Digimon Fan Meet up in US.

The history table above shows the release as undecided, meanwhile another corner in the book (below) mentions it will be releasing in Japan in 2023.

WtW did point out that there a lot of oddities in how the book seems to use a mixture of Japanese terms and English terms for certain things, so the 2023 might as well be a mistranslation.

Basically, it's safe to say we might be entering a Survive phase for this movie 🥴

I just want a glimpse of Mimi and Yamato killing it in their careers like Taichi and Koushiro got though 😭

[channieandhisgoonsquad]

Unplanned Events

Warnings: Mention of self-hatred in the form of reader being fluffy.

Word Count: ~1100

Writer's Note: Yo. So, I didn't change too much, but I added some more to this first chunk. Let me know what y'all think so far if you have any opinions. Writing is hard work. Much respect for those that have written so many stories.

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.

The crisp air hit your exposed cheeks as you held onto your shoulder pack, bracing for the incoming gust of wind. It was still a chilly spring day, but your heart was warmed by the possibilities of a weekend away from regular life. You were so excited to have made it to the big city. It was finally the day before the concert. 

As expected of any young adult up to anything fun, you were dressed in your favorite clothes and ready for adventure! You had made plans to meet up with your best friend at one of the biggest monuments of the city in the center of the grand park. After finally finding parking in that hectic place, you gathered up a few belongings and made your way to your final destination. 

With “Silent Cry” blasting in one of your airpods, you paced casually in front of the statue, its reflective appearance showing a distorted view of yourself back at you. 

Many older couples and families with young children gathered for photoshoots while you found a secluded spot on the steps nearby, so as to not interfere with any happy photos. Everyone was bundled up in winter gear because of the cold spring weather, while you wore your “Sunday best”. Basically, your new Maniac beanie from the merch presale, your black skinnies, a band tee, and a loose black and red flannel. The extra fluff you had gained after high school kept you warmer these chilly days, anyways.

Your only remaining friend from highschool was coming from her college she was attending on the other side of the state. You, yourself, had come from your hometown in the opposite direction. The distance had always driven you both crazy, all of the Facetiming and calls weren’t enough to make you guys fully happy in your friendship, and it was time to remedy that. As you sat there in the windy area, your phone vibrated in the familiar heartbeat buzz you had always known to be text messages.

A text from your friend! ◡̈

“I’m so sorry to throw this on you right now, but I’m not going to make it, y/n. I thought I might be late, but things came up and I can’t make it there at all :(”

You were shook. This was supposed to be your guys’ weekend together. Eat good food, drink yummy things, see your favorite boys finally, and vibe so hardcore you both lost your voices and can’t hear anything. How could she send such a flat and quick message this short notice? Was she okay? What happened? It had to be really bad if she was ditching you and SKZ. She hadn’t even paid you back for the tickets yet!

Instead of processing this news logistically and coming up with something kind or pissed to say back, you burst into tears. There was no fighting the flooding disappointment and confusion in this matter. You set your light stick down on the step and threw your face into your hands. 

Tears streamed down as you tried to decide what to do with yourself these next few days. Sure, you had a reserved Air B&B, but it would be so fucking lonely and scary being there alone. You’d been to the city multiple times in your life, but never as an adult or by yourself. It’s not a place for a female to be on her own. Your sobs and hyperventilating became audibly louder the more you thought about it all. Thankfully, you didn’t notice how the surrounding crowds all slowly edged toward the other side of the monument. Kids pointed fingers at the fat girl crying alone. You were beyond devastated and didn’t care what any oblivious soul heard. And you also didn’t realize there really was someone who cared nearby.

“Hello, dear. I can’t stand seeing you cry. Is there any way I could help you?” Your blurry eyes made contact with the figure you heard in front of you. You locked eyes with the sweetest tanned face covered by a black mask and the softest blonde hair. You rubbed your swollen eyes in an attempt to clear out all of the salty tears, confused by the three men that stood in front of you. You could’ve sworn those kind eyes belong to Han Jisung.

“Oh god, I am really losing it! I’m sorry if I was disturbing your day, I’ll be on my way.” You replied through unsteady breaths to the men in front of me, but before you could gather all of your items, the soft man that had spoken crouched down in the perfect squat to get eye-level with your upset form.

You were terrified to look up at him again, especially after mistaking his deep brown eyes for your favorite person on this Earth, Hannie, in this crazy state of mind. “Hey, hey, hey, baby. You have nothing to apologize for. I’m sorry that something has upset you to this state. You are allowed to be upset at whatever has happened to you. I just want to help in whatever way I can.” His voice was sweet, and his accent was extremely familiar, not helping play into your delusions. “Also, I really like the beanie. Great choice. It suits your outfit well.”

Who just calls a crying woman they just met ‘baby’ then proceeds to compliment their attire? You were getting less upset and more annoyed by the minute at your current situation. 

Quickly grabbing your snacks and your open bottle of Monster off the step, you tried to build up the courage to speak your mind to this creep. Before standing your ground, you made direct eye contact with the man a few feet in front of you, again. His sad eyes were already looking at you and you realized you weren’t imagining it. “Jisung?!” You whisper-yelled at the man.

He laughed and pulled his mask down below his chin despite the men behind hims’ sudden protest. Those deep chestnut eyes were full of happiness again and you were reminded of why you loved this man so much. His gorgeous smile was on show as he winked at your surprise, “Annyeong, beautiful.”

Part 1 of UKNOWN

[svrcegi]

fluff-filled felix fics

hi,  just like my other fluffy fic recs, this is just some felix fics filled with fluff (and pinches of angst but i did try to keep this just fluff!) and a lot of these are drabbles but there should be a few long oneshots :D

includes only felix x reader

still adding fics along the way

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love you in the dark by @sulfurcosmos

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary:  “things you said when you thought i was asleep”

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i love you by @softstraykidshours

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: no summary

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warm embrace by @childish-dreams1204

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: no summary

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wedding cake samples by @caseiloveu

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: your best friend is getting married and can’t stop gushing about how much she loved the wedding cake samples she got at the lee bakery, baked by the chef baker himself. after finding out that you won’t get any samples unless you are engaged, you take matters into your own hands and create a dating profile for this specific scenario: to find someone who wants to fake-engage you to try the wedding cake samples together. and felix matches with you.

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cookie taste tester by @caseiloveu

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: after going on your first date with felix and finding out about his job as the main baker at the bakery your friend adores, felix decides to invite you over to show you his baking skills first hand.

(part two of wedding cake samples. can be read as a standalone.)

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the cuddle cure by @ppiri-bahng

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: doesn’t have a summary 

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how in love are you? by @nokacchan

— pairing: felix x female reader

— summary:  you cleared up your schedule in order to be able to accompany felix for his group’s latest comeback.

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wingman by @hyunverse

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: you confront felix about his failed dates which you’ve set up. all hell breaks loose … or does it?

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freckles by @thebangtancloud

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: the one where you like his freckles so much that you end up kissing your best friend.

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shut up (and kiss me) by @stayoblivion

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: your first kiss with felix went a little something like this…

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beauty within by @changbeanie 

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: there is more to a person than their outer appearance, for beauty is only skin deep.

(this has some angst)

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the small things by @i4lixie

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: no summary for this

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holiday by @reverbtunes

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: no summary

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brownies and felix by @rachalixie

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: no summary for this one 

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n.d.a by @baekhansol

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: felix has always been your best friend, and takes care of you when you can’t

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falling by @linorangge

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: you had always seen felix as your adorable friend. Now for some reason after years of dormant feelings, you realize maybe you have a tiny, crush on him.

(includes slight angst)

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seven minutes by @softhyunjinnie

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: oh, they’re dating?

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without you by @jisungsjheekies

— pairing: felix x gender neutral reader

— summary: had no summary

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waking up next you by @rachalixie

— pairing: felix x gender neutal reader

— summary: tooth rotting fluff of you waking up next to felix

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city lights by @taeminsung

— pairing: felix x reader

— summary: felix could fly around the world, but he would always end up dancing in the kitchen with you.

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[abandoned-anemoia]

SKZ Relationship Moodboard

☯ Pairing: Skz x fem ☯ Genre: idk ☯ Warnings: none? ☯ A/N: These are old and kinda cringe but oh well. Please Let me know if I need to add any warnings! ☯Disclaimer: None of my work represents any of the idols included in any way. This is merely fictional and all based on my opinion as a joke! I have nothing against any of these idols and love them all dearly.

✿Chan⁠✿

Weiterlesen

[loveliestfelix]

does she? ; lee felix

genre: fluff, a tiny bit of angst (this was genuinely supposed to be more of a crack drabble but it turned out to be kind of serious lmao😭), based on yuna’s song does she

word count: 1.2K

warnings: none i think? lmk if i missed anything

This is definitely not one of my best works but I don’t have anything better to post at the moment as none of my wips are finished yet so I hope this super old drabble is somewhat okay😭 Also, just a side note but this was written before I stopped writing in lower case.

you laughed at the movie playing as you stuffed your mouth with popcorn before placing a handful of popcorn in jisung's mouth as well.

"thwankyuh." jisungms voice sounded muffled as he placed his feet on the coffee table.

you frowned before pushing his feet off it.

"that's gross, sung," you mumbled while chewing on the salty popcorn.

he rolled his eyes but just as he was about to speak up, the door of the living room opened making you sit up straight immediately.

felix entered the room and you quickly ran your non-salt covered hand through your slightly messy hair to fix it.

"hey, guys," felix smiled, his eyes lingering on you for a second too long.

"so how was the date, lix?" jisung asked while side eyeing you to see your reaction.

you rolled your eyes when you remembered felix just got back from a date.

a blush covered felix' face as he was taking off his shoes. "it was.. good," felix spoke nodding as he went to put his shoes away.

you pursed your lips as you grabbed your phone from your pocket. you typed something in the notes app before turning your phone to jisung.

i bet it sucked

jisung snorted before grabbing your phone and typing a response.

i bet you hope it did

a grin tugged at the left corner of you lips as you read the words on your phone.

"correct," you whispered making jisung bite his lip to prevent a laugh from escaping.

felix plopped down on the couch opposite from you and you noticed he actively avoided your gaze on him.

you wanted to let out a scoff but held yourself back.

"what did you guys do?" jisung asked felix after pausing the movie.

felix blinked a few times, a nervous expression in his eyes. "we went out for dinner."

the nervous expression confused you.

"so, was she fun? interesting?" you asked, your tone natural but all three of you knew you were anything but neutral about this.

felix wanted to roll his eyes. he did not feel like having this conversation right now. especially not because the date was actually pretty much terrible and his date left him halfway.

"she was great," felix spat, his own tone surprising him as he did not mean to come off this rude.

jisung's eyes widened slightly before he quickly pushed himself off the couch. "um, guys, i actually have this one assignment i have to finish today. so, i should-" he pointed at the door as he grabbed his coat from the couch, "-go."

jisung had been stuck in between you and felix often enough when you two were fighting and he really did not feel like going through that again today.

"jisung, no, come back," felix spoke sternly but jisung was already in the hallway.

"sorry, can't hear you!" and with that the door fell shut with a thud, leaving you and felix in complete silence for a few seconds.

felix groaned before pushing himself off the couch and disappearing into the kitchen.

you rolled your eyes as you quickly followed him before sitting down on the counter opposite from felix as he started making himself some coffee.

"just tell me. what was she like?"

felix didn't respond, trying to not acknowledge your presence. you let out a huff as you crossed your legs.

"come on, felix, tell me what made her so special you went on a date with her. tell me what the dozens of girls you went out recently made so special you wanted to go out with them?"

felix felt himself tense up. "y/n, stop."

you let out an unbelieving laugh. "at this point it's like you'd go out with anyone but me.”

"y/n, you know the reason why. you know why i'd indeed rather go out with anyone but you."

you eyes hardened and felix felt them burn against his back.

"your excuse is getting lame and overdue. even if we wouldn't work out, which we definitely would and you know it too, that wouldn't mean our entire friend group would fall apart."

felix placed his hands on the counter, leaning against it as the freshly made coffee stayed untouched.

"drop it."

you ignored his order as you continued talking,

"if that really was your biggest worry, then you shouldn't have made it clear to me that you want me just as much as i want you. you shouldn't have kissed me that night. because what you're doing right now is not fair."

felix felt guilt wash over him because he deep down knew it was indeed not fair.

"i think that's not even your biggest worry anymore. i think you're just scared of getting your heart broken by someone you truly like. you're not scared of those girls you go on dates with leaving you because you know it wouldn't affect you much. but if i would leave you once we'd get into a relationship, that's when you would really get hurt and that's what you're scared of," you gritted through your teeth.

felix looked away, his hands gripping the edge of the kitchen counter and he wanted to let out a scoff. but not because you were wrong. no, because you were right.

you observed felix carefully and something in you felt like you were cracking the code to make him open up. it was a reach probably, but you wanted to try nonetheless.

you pushed yourself off the counter and walked up to him, making him immediately tense up as he heard and felt you get closer.

"so what's your plan, felix?" you mumbled, your voice low, "go out with every girl you meet until you forget about me?"

felix closed his eyes, his heart speeding up.

"when we both know you won't forget about me, anyway?" you added.

your words and hoarse voice made felix weak in the knees as he slowly turned around to face you. you took another step closer to him making the boy press himself against the counter behind him.

"y/n.." his voice was barely above a whisper as he fought for his life to not let his eyes slide to your lips.

memories of the night he kissed you resurfaced and felix felt his cheeks heat up.

you slowly let your hand make its way to felix' hand before tracing his fingers that were covered with silver rings. you felt the grip of felix' hand on the counter tighten under your touch.

"will those girls want you as much as i want you?" you then asked as you looked up at him.

it was in that moment that you realized you indeed finally managed to break through his walls again. because when the words left your mouth, it was as if felix' eyes darkened and not even two seconds later, his lips were on yours.

you stumbled back a little but his arms caught you by your waist and he pulled you back to him.

when it dawned upon you that felix was really kissing you again, showing he was still very much crazy about you, you couldn't stop the proud grin from forming on your lips as you softly ran your hands through his silky locks.

"the girl i went on a date with, she left an hour into our date," he mumbled against your lips making you pull away to let out an unbelieving laugh.

"she left because it seemed like i apparently 'had someone else on my mind already,’" he added, quoting her words as he leaned in again.

"and you did.”

an eye smile formed on felix' face.

"obviously."

[straylightdream]

can I come over tonight? - SCB (m)

Seo Changbin x f.reader

college au

↳ after being just study partners who like to make out things change when Changbin lets you know exactly what he wants.

warnings: protected and unprotected sex, dirty talk, begging, semi public sexual acts, oral (male receiving), size kink, spanking, edging, soft dom Changbin, dry humping, masturbation,creampie, slight breeding kink, names such as: (baby, kitten, pretty)

AN: loosely connected to other college au skz stories called SSFW you don’t have to read them to understand the story.

PART ONE: ＯＰＥＮ ＭＩＮＤ

PART TWO:ＩＦ ＹＯＵ’ＲＥ ＴＯＯ ＳＨＹ

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

[embe95]

Teach me, please

Synopsis: "You did a dance with Lee Know. Teach me too, please." Sure, she could teach Hwang Hyunjin, what could go wrong?

Going for a steamy vibe, smutty but not smut.

Words: 3,500 (whenhowwhatttt)

”God- Hyunjin! You scared me!” Y/N smacked the tall man’s arm with force and in his usual manner he topled with a dramatic palm against the ”bruised” spot.

”Sorry, sorry,” he chuckled after dancing a few steps backwards. His accent fit his laugh, the soft ”r” sound truly popping as he smiled.

The practice room was empty apart from their presence. Y/N wanted to practice a new step her team was developing so she could then teach it to the members later that week.

She’d been part of the choreography team at JYP for three months and thirteen days. The reason she was counting was simple; in 17 days she would be told whether she’d be accepted to the team permanently. A four-month trial period was gruesome because the constant fear of getting kicked out every single day made even her steady heartbeat irregular. She craved for this position, had drooled over the idea of being part of a choreographing team ever since she’d graduated two years prior. Moving to Seoul was a massive leap, but she’d never been afraid of being on her own. Why not in another country?

Korean language though… another ball game, just a true up-hill climb. Luckily dance was so universal, and most groups knew English well enough for Y/N to be able to get her points through. Stray Kids in particular.

She wanted this job. She’d learn Korean, make this place her home. She was determined, focused and dead-set on doing this right.

One thing Y/N wasn’t was jumpy. Her vibe was more on the calm side, but Hwang Hyunjin… he had an effect on her. Or rather what her boss told her when she’d started to work for JYP had an effect on her.

”Do not, under any circumstances, have inproper relations with an idol. They are not allowed to date. If you have inproper relations with an idol, you will be fired.”

Like that doesn’t make it sound hot. Taboo things were never that appealing to her before but lord have mercy, all of a sudden breaking rules sounded like such a delicious idea.

At first it was easy to brush off because the thought of Hyunjin looking at her the way she tried not to look at him felt entirely laughable. But then she started noticing things that made her senses heighten, and the thought wasn’t so ridiculous all of a sudden. Small touches, lingering smiles, the way he’d look at her through the practice room mirror and then run a hand through his hair or stretch his neck.

And those body rolls. The pops.

Shake. It. Off.

It could absolutely be entirely her imagination, it really could. She prided herself in being able to read others, but this attraction, this shortness of breath, this amount of gulping and shallow breaths could just be clouding Y/N's judgement. She was smart enough to recognize the possibility of him not feeling the same pull towards her as she did for him, and yet... 

In any case, she was happy to say they'd become friends over the time she'd spent in his country. He was a very professional, talented man, as were all the members he worked with.  

”I was sure you’d be at home by now,” she smiled, flailing her arms around loosely to warm up her body to at least the same temperature as her cheeks and ears. Her hoodie bounced around as she moved.

Hyunjin replied with a smile a kin to hers, shaking his head.

”I waited for you.”

Y/N’s body froze for a millisecond before she forced it to move. A clumsy attempt at a calf stretch was all her blurry mind could conjure, but it would have to do.

”Why?” Her eyes stayed glued to the floor.

If this had been any other flirtatious situation she would’ve held her head high up, looked the person straight in the eye.

But looking at Hyunjin straight in the eye would get her fired.

”You did a dance with Lee Know.”

Hyunjin’s voice was slow, every English syllable calculated. The tone was serious, maybe a little hurt?

She swung her left arm to the side, grabbing it with the right one for a proper shoulder stretch.

Every move was automated, she was so focused on where this was going. The possibility of his jealousy was just… well, it was intriguing.

Hyunjin was a man who could snap his fingers and be surrounded by a tidal wave of adoration in the form of fans. It was strange to hear this colour painting over his words.

”Yeah, you mean the one for the Mnet special?”

He nodded. She caught it through the mirror.

Y/N and Lee Know had a project together which was some of the most professional, intense and educational shit she’d ever gotten the chance to participate in. They choreographed a routine for Lee Know and another idol, but it was a ”couple’s choreo” with a love arc. The mixture between elements from street, modern and classic Kpop moves made it as interesting as it was. Teaching the two how to move with each other in addition to moving in sync, which they were already flawless at, was a challenge, because it’s not as common in Korean routines to include a lot of touching from a more romantic, sensual point if view. They studied improv for a while before taking the technique and spinning it into an intense, unique choreo.

Y/N was so proud of it, definitely in her top three creations.

”What about it?”

”Teach me too. Please.”

Hyunjin’s face remained serious as his chin lowered. The gaze that bounced through the mirror was more demanding than pleading. Annoyed because he didn’t know the technique yet, because he didn’t like how nervous asking this made him, because she’d danced with Lee Know so much more than with him. Alone. While he was only left with one eighth of her attention as she taught the entire group.

”Y-You want to learn the choreo?”

The stutter made him think he had the upper hand, it was difficult to control the upward swing of his lips.

"If it isn't a problem, then yes. Please."

She was supposed to be working on that week's choreo. Say no, just say not now. Later, some other time. I have to work now, Mr. Hwang.

"Sure!"

Fuck.

"Warm up?"

Y/N couldn't recount a single one of the moves she did during the entire three songs they warmed up for. She probably stretched, or something. Whatever she did, she was warmed up as "Red Lights" ended. Hyunjin's hoodie now clad the sofa instead of his toned torso, though the over-sized Celine shirt left a lot to the imagination. Imagination is exaclty where Y/N's thoughts had to stay if she wanted to keep this job. There was no scenario where bringing anything into action would be a good idea. The room felt three times smaller than when she'd entered, she wondered if he felt the walls bringing them closer together as well. It wouldn't feel so anxiety-inducing if this were a situation where something could happen. Where she could do the full splits without feeling like it's a very sexual, show off move. Everytime she bent down she felt like a flirt, like she was sending some signal.

To be fair, she was. But not purposefully per se, these were beneficial moves when warming up, but her pants would light ablaze if she'd claim she wasn't hoping Hyunjin looked whenever her ass was in the air or when she was stretching her neck or warming up the spine with some body rolls. What? They're efficient.

And it wasn't like Hyunjin wasn't putting on a show, with all the stretching and rolling and heavy breathing. That. Fucking. Neck. And hair.

She could still be wrong, of course. Her hormones could be controlling her eyes, and his "show" was just him being effortlessly hot.

And then they moved onto the choreography, and the room just got smaller. But as soon as they were a few eights in, Y/N noticed that there was in fact something about this genre of dancing that was unfamiliar to the man now catching her and spinning her around. It was exactly what she instructed, but it was missing something.

"Hyunjin," she smiled the dance teacher smile, one she didn't think he'd ever received from her before. He huffed, like he knew something was off. "We don't have to do this if you're not comfortable."

His dark eyes traveled from the mirror to her face in panic, resistance.

"Okay!" she raised her palms understandingly. "Okay, let's continue. But you have to trust me."

"I trust you," he answered in confusion.

"I mean," she continued, teaching mode now taking over, thank goodness. Easier to keep her thoughts in check when she wasn't focusing on his hair sticking to his neck. Or the way she got to- had to direct his hands around her body. "Trust that it's okay to be intense all the way with the movement. You're... you become almost mechanic when you touch me, before and after you're doing great. Do you get it?"

It wasn't as though the man wasn't a professional, there were obviously so many choreographies in their repertoaire where the members were connected. But this was different, sensuality was never really a part of those moments. It was part of Hyunjin and his movements, absolutely, which is why she was sure he could learn this, they'd just have to get more comfortable.

A nod. Hyunjin stared at his hands.

"You're great, really. It's just... hmm... how should I explain it? Dancing as a duet is like-"

"Sex?"

"What?"

"Wha- nothing! Sorry, sorry," Hyunjin stuttered and spun around to reach for his water bottle.

Hard to keep a teacher mode going in an environment like this. Had it been anyone else, had she been back in her hometown, she probably would've used the same metaphor. It was like sex, in a lot of ways.The trust, the intimacy. The sweating. Stop it.

Did Hyunjin have sex? Did any of them? Of course, what are you thinking? Eight adult guys, the probablitity of all of them being asexual felt beyond impossible. There was no rule that was strong enough to stop them, no contract or anything. Sex was also a need, after all. And there were plenty of people willing to be on the receiving end- SWEET JESUS, stop it.

Y/N cleared her throat, her middle and index finger scratching at her scalp. You're the teacher here now. Teacher.

"Why don't you just put on some music and I'll try to show you?"

Hyunjin nodded, lowering the bottle and making his way to the back of the room to pick a tune. He stayed still for a moment and glanced back at her for a few seconds before seemingly deciding on what he wanted to go with.

Taste.

"I put it on repeat, so I don't have to run here. Is that okay?"

Really? Are you kidding me? Why this song? Out of all the songs on this planet? And right after Red Lights?

"Yeah, great, good idea. Okay, so..." she cleared her throat once again and made a nervous motion inviting him closer. He was quick to obey. Y/N raised one of her hands.

"This exercise is called 'Magnetism', and the idea is that there's always some part of us touching." This sounds so dirty. "So, if you put your hands against mine..."

It felt like her entire body turned into a magnet, she wanted to attach herself to the beautiful man in front of her.

Make you feel my love, come and taste me now....

"G-Good," she cleared her throat. Yet again. At this rate the small sounds would turn into coughing fits. "Now, let's just move."

They began the movement, palms together, softly transferring the connection to their wrists, arms, upper backs, necks, foreheads. The shift in Hyunjin's muscles was easy to spot as he realized the point of the task; it was more motion than dance, and it required him to let her be his equal instead of trying to guide where the improvisation was going. Suddenly the instigator disappeared. It was like there was a coin they were moving around together; if the connection broke, it would fall. Neither could state how long they kept going, sometimes pausing to just hold their palms together, sometimes taking a moment to sway as their shoulders were connected. It was unlike anything Hyunjin had ever attempted before. Y/N felt like it was her first time truly understanding the point of the exercise, even though she had taught it countless times prior.

The song just kept going, around and around.

When the star-crossed dancers found each other pausing forehead to forehead, their eyes met.

He has such inviting eyes, such a gorgeous gaze. How is he this pretty? I need to... maybe if I just lean in- 

"Great!" she coughed and hopped backwards like a bunny.

Hyunjin straightened back up swiftly, his left hand flying to the back of his neck and eyes wandering anywhere but Y/N.

She explained through shallow breaths and frantic nodding that he did, indeed, seem to get to point, and they could now try going into the more dance-based version of the exercise. Hyunjin made a small Pokemon joke about how they were evolving.

"So, since the choreography is one where you are supposed to lead, I'll let you take charge more." What in the what? "I'll just be here, just touch me when it feels natural." When touching feels natural... What in the actual fuck Y/N? Why don't you just strip for him?

The only way to stop herself from making an Y/N-shaped hole in the wall was to start dancing to the beat she felt, which she began doing right after seeing a nod from Hyunjin as a signal that he understood. It was instinct for Y/N to close her eyes when she improved, and right now, it seemed safe. Dancing to Taste felt like a mating call if she was at a risk of looking at the lean, sweaty dancer in the room with her.

If before she couldn't have counted how many times Taste had repeated during their magnetism practice even if her life depended on it, this time it couldn't have been more than two eight counts before magnets seemed to do what they do: pull. The walls were close, emitting steam.

”Is it okay if I touch you here?” Hyunjin asked softly, slowly. He stood behind her, eyes fixed on her through the mirror. Y/N's knees buckled when their gazes met.

Hyunjin’s hand was on her waist, a warm, strong hold already forming although he restrained himself from using any pressure.

Y/N opted for a nod. There was no way in any form of hell any sensible answer in any of the languages that either of them knew would come out of her.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Don’t make me bad, make me bad, I’m addicted to you…

Why this song, Hyunjin? Y/N should have stopped it. She should've just taught him the choreography. Just let him do it the way he was doing it. Why go deeper? She should've just left it. Or she should've said "no" from the get-go.

But... then he began swaying her.

”Good?”

Good? Perfect, annoyingly and mezmerizingly so. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise, Hyunjin was so smooth as a dancer no matter what he did, so the fact that he would be good at this… This was a bad idea.

And yet they continued.

”Mhmm... See? It’s like a magnet, a force between the two bodies that are sharing the dance.”

Just look at me baby, day and night... ”Force…” he repeated under his breath.

”Yeah, mhm,” she gulped. What a word.

Then there were no more words. Just the two of them lost in a track of Hyunjin's own design. He knew each beat, every nuance, and he knew how to use them. The idea of him leading didn't last long, soon the balance that had existed before streched between them again, a symbiosis of two creatures switching between traveling together and nearly fighting for dominance, at least to an outsider it would seem so. They danced around the room, sometimes physically connected and sometimes not, yet always vigilantly aware of the presence of the other. Hyunjin's body rolled against hers, while her back arched and hands painted the air. The same hands then found their path to his shoulders, his grip returned to her hips and he lifted her, spinning around. Hyunjin's eyes never left her. Y/N's stomach was against his chest and kept sliding down against his torso as she slid down gradually. Y/N moved away from him with an artistic glide. 

The room felt like it was the perfect size for them.

She felt a grip around her wrist as Hyunjin spun her back to him. Her hands landed against his heaving chest with force, his instinctively slid to her sides.

They froze there, eyes transfixed, transmitting the fantasy of what could happen now.

But it can't. 

”Bad idea,” she panted, turning away from him. Time to go.

”It’s not.”

He grabbed her by the shoulder and swung her around so confidently that there was no stopping it.

The kiss was tameless, they were primal creatures moving on pure instinct.

Y/N didn't have to wonder anymore; Hyunjin wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

She squealed in surprise as he picked her up, the wall quickly met her back. They both felt overwhelmed, worked up by what had just happened between them, frustration from weeks of pining now exploding. She moaned when he dragged his tongue along her jaw, the salt of her sweat then on her own lips. The sweat, the music, his lips, hands and tongue, it was all so much. Hyunjin felt like he might faint from the shocks traveling through him, but all the while he was sure her lips and skin were a necessary ambrosia, the source of all happiness.

"I want you," he growled as they scrambled to the sofa.

There were no words to form, only moans. It felt better than she'd ever hoped to have him so close, to touch him, be touched by him, there was so much relief and release coursing in her veins starting from each place he touched. But the need didn't go away, she wanted more. This had to be the beginning of a new addiction.

No, this- this can't happen.

"Jin," Y/N gasped.

"Say that again," Hyunjin groaned against her neck, hands sliding under her hoodie, feeling the delicious sweat coating her stomach and ribs.

"Hyunjin, w-we need to- oh- we need to stop."

He froze instantly and brought his face in level with hers. Their breathing was in sync, heavy and fast.

"Gwaenchanha?"

She tried to clear her throat.

"I'm going to get fired."

I really want to keep kissing you so I don't really care but I will care as soon as we stop. Fuck, why are you so attractive? 

Hyunjin looked between her mezmerizing, lust-filled eyes. He leaned down and pressed his swollen lips against so softly it felt like pure love and adoration.

"Okay," he whispered when the kiss ended. "I don't want to stop, but I understand."

Neither made a move to leave the sofa. Y/N felt a heavy mix of sadness and frustration pressing on her chest and wanted Hyunjin to replace it. Their breathing slowed, and the equally saddened and frustrated man let his weight rest on her entirely, embracing her as if to say goodbye. Their moment was over so soon, the tension had a brief window to errupt but would now have to be contained again.

I can do this, I can do this, I'm a professional. Y/N kept repeating sensible thoughts.

But they were soon replaced. Hyunjin's body against hers was an intense, all-consuming sensation. She couldn't help but start to grind her hips upward to increase the friction.

"Y/N?" Hyunjin uttered through a moan.

They quickly rushed to their feet, practically in sync.

"T-Thank you."

"Yeah, mhm, thank you, yeah, and I'm sorry. We should- yeah, this was... fun. You're great and uh- yeah."

As she turned to go grab her things, Hyunjin followed and took her hand to press their palms together.

"Dancing together... with you," he started, slowly putting the sentence together. "...is like sex."

Y/N swallowed, speechless. How could she respond to that? Yes, agreed. Let's never do it again then. Good talk. We really can't be around each other after this, fuck-

"It is enough. Please.... teach me more later?" his tone was hopeful, the shyness in stark comparison with how intimate they'd just been.

Y/N could only nod, filled with distrust in her ability to form a sensible reply when he looked at her the way he did. They left the practice room together before going their separate ways.

Hyunjin really did mean it when he said it. As it turned out during the years, it really wasn't enough. But oh, the choreographies they created together...

[starseungs]

➳ romeo and juliet is so overrated. lf

• pairing: lee felix x gn!reader (ft. kim seungmin)

blind dates are shit. and yet you're still roped into one by your wonderful mother who can't wait for you to experience "true romance." but what happens if you end up getting a second date? except its not with who your mom set you up with.

• genre: fluff, humor (romcom?), blind date au, strangers to lovers — 5.2k words

• warnings: mentions of food, blind date gone wrong, first date awkwardness, minor cursing, story is not actually inspired by romeo and juliet (incase the title gives off otherwise)

• note: this is in the same universe as this seungmin fic i also wrote! you can go read that after if you'd like, but this was mainly written as a stand alone, so its not going to affect too much if you decide not to^^ also this was a pain to proofread cz my laptop kept freezing- if theres any mistakes im sorry 💀

ⓒ written by starseungs on tumblr. do not steal, repost, or edit.

Blind dates are shit. 

That was a motto you lived and breathed by—a belief you were very sure you'd end up taking to the grave. That's how much you detested the concept.

But like any sane person, you had a reason as to why attending a blind date was the last thing you'd ever want to do on a particularly good night—a time you could have used to relax from working the entire week. First of all, you'd much rather go on a date with someone you already knew. It saves the time normally spent trying to converse about the basics using small talk (you'd rather get to the more important topics, please.) And second of all—

—It never worked out for you.

Okay, maybe the second reason accounted for the bigger percentage of why you hated the process of blind dates so much, but who could blame you? Every blind date you've had so far has been either an "I'd-rather-not-experience-romance-in-my-life-anymore" bad, or good but with a catch that immediately turns you off. The only time the match you got vibed well with your standards, it turned out that they were already interested in someone else and were just forced on the date by their pushy mother.

Talk about relatable.

See, as much as you hated blind dates, your mother loved them to oblivion. The woman who birthed you was very determined to snatch you a person that would finally turn your "monochrome-painted single life" into one that had a significant other in it and give you a chance to finally experience bursts of color (her words, not yours.) The whole deal sounded like it came straight out of a fantasy book, one that had the concept of soulmates in it. Sometimes you wondered if she was doing all this so that she could finally leave you in the responsibility of someone else. Granted, you also did know the actual reason she desperately yearns to get you married soon was because apparently their children's lives were her friend group's only source of entertainment.

So when your mother called you out of the blue one night, telling you she'd gone ahead and set up a blind date with you and this other lady that she met in the market's son, you weren't anywhere near surprised. At that point, this was merely another normal day for you. Which was why, like an obedient child, you agreed ever so soullessly, just wanting to get the situation over with as soon as possible. If you had your way, you would have wished for nothing more than to laze on the couch with your roommate Seungmin, trying to watch whatever Netflix had to offer for this bleak afternoon.

But you couldn't—which resulted in you glaring heavily at the guy comfortably melted on your shared couch. He looked like he had not one care in the world, something you could probably trade your precious trinket collection for. "I hate you so much," you whined in defeat, pacing near the kitchen. "Why can't you go instead of me?"

Seungmin scoffed lightly in the background. "Yeah, right. Not interested," he shifted his position to make eye contact with your distressed form, "Just don't go? The world seems to give you bad dates anyway, so why not take fate's obvious advice and stop attending them?"

"But my mom would be so mad! It's also rude for me to stand the guy up after I said I would go…" Your roommate muttered something under his breath, but you had other things to worry about than what you would have guessed were his complaints about your indecisiveness. The date was set for two hours from now, and you haven't even stepped out of the apartment because of nerves.

Sure, you considered blind dates a waste of time for you, but that doesn't mean you don't get nervous when you're literally meeting new people who are expected to hit it off with you. At the end of the day, these were still strangers, and wanting to make a good first impression was a normal thing to feel. At least that's what you keep telling yourself as you tap your foot impatiently against the hardwood floor. You were very well aware of Seungmin's nasty side-eye directed towards your fidgeting, but he can take that complaint up with himself.

Deciding to suck it up and finally go, you called out to your roommate, who had already diverted his eyes to be glued to the TV screen. "Min, I have to go now," you informed him through your light pants, absolutely feeling the rush already even though you were still only trying to get your shoes on at the front.

"Sure. Enjoy," he waved you off quickly, not even bothering to spare you a glance. The show he's been waiting to watch was playing on the screen, letting you know Seungmin was already immersed in the story. You fondly rolled your eyes at his actions before heading out the door.

The outside world was a lot more welcoming today than you would have liked. With the temperature being perfect and the sun having mere hours until it says its goodbyes, casting a dim shade over the streets almost like a filter—it felt too perfect for a day you were expecting to go home and feel sorry for yourself once again. You clicked your tongue at the pitiful reminder and started picking up your pace. The sooner you got this over, the sooner you could return and mope around in the comforts of your warm bed. 

Who needs a significant other? Your bedroom was filled enough on its own.

It almost pained you to walk past the beautiful park, its landscaping coaxing you to stay and live your evening enjoying the gentle breeze. But you were already at your first destination, a whole building apart from the land of temptations, and you bitterly thought that whoever planned to build the two next to each other was a shameless sadist who wanted to ruin what was left of the positivity in people like you.

For someone wearing such an expensive-looking (emphasis on looking) semi-formal attire, one would think that you were heading to your plans via private transport. Clearly, that was what others seemed to think too, each one attempting to peel their eyes off you because of the way you stood out in the busy area. Well, boo hoo to them (and you; especially you), because no. You weren't. Not even a small vehicle called a motorcycle was available for your personal use. In fact, the area being mentioned is actually the train station, which is a few blocks away from your apartment complex. It was expected for the place to be cramped around this time—a rush hour filled with people wanting to go back home after a tiring day.

Oh, how you wanted to be one of them.

Yet instead, you were doing the exact opposite, boarding the public transportation because you had an appointment at dinner time. It's fine; you pat yourself on the back. Free dinner is still free dinner; you were not heading back home a complete loser tonight. That was, of course, if the gentleman you would be meeting in about an hour would be willing to pay the entire bill. The thought alone of the thin roll of paper left a sour taste in your mouth. Or maybe that was just the lemon-flavored toothpaste you used earlier.

The train ride was surprisingly the most bearable part of your day so far. Silence was always appreciated when it was needed, and you definitely needed it now. The white noise provided by the engines and the sound it made when the rails of the track came into contact with the train had you feeling drowsy. It was almost perfect; the ambience was relaxing enough for you to forget about today's agenda. Perhaps if this continued a bit more, you would walk out of this train and change plans to have an exciting "me time." However, that wish was shattered in seconds as you gripped your mobile phone tightly, reading the new message over and over again.

He's looking forward to meeting with you.

You didn't know if the dude was genuinely that deprived of a love life to look forward to meeting with a random person his mother set him up with in the grocery store—or that your own mother was twisting his words just to send you something, anything, that'll make you unable to turn around and ride another train back home. Either way, it looks like it's her lucky day because whatever the deal was, it actually worked on you. 

In a blink of an eye, you were already staring up at the fancy restaurant where it was agreed the two of you would meet. The building itself was already quite intimidating: tall, pristine white pillars you could barely name the material of (you weren't bougie enough for that), high ceilings with multiple intricate chandeliers—each adorned with crystal-like glass—and hints of gold plating along the walls. The people around you were on a different level as well, all dressed up in expensive brands you don't even know how to pronounce. It's safe to say that the place was a whole different world than the one you just came from.

So, what the heck are you even doing here?

How did your mother even arrange this for you? Was the guy a conglomerate's son or something? And if so, you really had to get this over with, stat. As much as you would love the experience, this was too much pressure. The rich life was not for you—money is great, but this much is quite nauseating. It's an acquired taste, you guess. 

"Excuse me, are you looking for your table?" An employee approaches you, most likely having seen your absolute distress over the situation. You quickly accepted the help and told her your name. "Your table with Mr. Seo is the second one to the right, along the windows."

Oh, so his last name was Seo? You knew it was already suspicious when your mother refused to tell you anything about his identity; which, now that you think about it, why did you even agree to? This man could be a serial killer, and you would be walking right into his trap. Still, you thanked the employee and beelined towards the direction she pointed. You saw the table easily, but the scene that accompanied it was not what you had expected.

Confusion hits you like a pile of bricks. That was him, wasn't it? Or were you mistaken? Checking your mother's message to confirm your suspicions (she had sent you another text saying that the guy was already there waiting), you were able to conclude that it was, in fact, the person who was supposed to be your date.

So if that's him, then who's the other one he's with?

"Psst," you heard someone call out. You knew better than to assume it was for you, though. This restaurant is a public space and may very well be getting the attention of another person. Plus, you don't even know anyone else at this place. "I know you heard me. Just look back; I'm talking to you," the voice followed up. But, you won't fall for it—you weren't born yesterday, and that could not have been for you. It's only common sense, right?

"Are you serious?" They sounded exasperated. "Person standing there like an idiot looking at the table by the window where a couple is sitting, please turn to me."

Oh. It's you.

Your head snapped towards the source of the voice, only to find a handsome face of a male around your age staring at you with eyes filled with amusement, his arms crossed and leaning against the tabletop. He looked to be seated alone, without a companion. You only tilted your head slightly as a way of asking what he wants from you.

Motioning over to your blind date's table, he asked, "You've been staring at them for a while. Is that your lover or something?" Your face contorted in offense, baffled at his words.

"What? No?"

"Good," he chuckles briefly, "I thought I'd have to console someone who got cheated on. By the way, do you want to take a seat first? You standing up right now is quite awkward…"

Realizing the scene you must've been making, you took his offer in embarrassment. "Yeah, thanks. But, no—I don't have a lover," you sighed, feeling your energy drain from the situation. "That guy was supposed to be my blind date, though. I have no idea what's happening." The man in front of you laughed. If you didn't agree with him that the turn of events was hilariously comical, then you would've been very annoyed at the action. Though admittedly, his adorable laugh was also a big factor. This man was attractive, no doubt. Why isn't he your date instead?

"That's a funny coincidence, I'm here on a blind date too," he glances over at the same table, "your date is with mine." 

You gaped at the revelation. What is this? A rom-com? There's no way these things actually happen! Or maybe they do—and you experiencing it firsthand right now would be enough proof. Looking at him with concern, you decided to speak. "Should we tell them?" He simply shook his head in response.

"Nah, I'd rather not. Why do you think I hadn't already? Look at them; they seem to be having a great time."

Seeing your two dates interact, there was no doubt they were hitting it off. Which was bad news to you, since now you just ended up wasting your time by coming here. You knew you should've just stayed home and flaked on the guy. Lesson learned: trust your gut instinct. It could save you a whole lot of time (and money, because when are train stations going to be free?) You mean, good for him for finding a date he liked, but this whole thing just turned out to be a huge mistake for you. But even with that, you didn't want to disturb them—you weren't some antagonist who ruins hope for others because they can't get a happy ending. 

Your silence must have been uncomfortable for the male across from you since he decided to break the silence. "So, random offer—do you still want a date? Maybe we could just be each other's," he says, pointing to you and him.

That... wasn't a bad offer.

In fact, it was a good offer. You didn't know much about this man, but something told your gut to see wherever this took you, and from what you experienced today, always trust your gut. Now, if you had to be honest, his face also played a big part in your spontaneous consideration. You weren't one to judge solely on one person's physical appearance alone, but the guy before you screamed a green flag, and you just couldn't ignore it. As a skeptic might say, you'll believe it when you see it—or, in this situation, you'll regret it once you're given a reason to.

"Sure."

The man before you looked shocked, almost like he couldn't believe that you had agreed to his offer. Was it a joke? Did you read the situation wrong? Maybe he was just trying to lift the mood but actually wanted to go home—you knew you did before this happened. However, all your doubts melted away instantly after seeing his wide smile, eyes sparkling with excitement and newfound interest. You swear you stopped functioning after seeing the sight.

Oh my, he's cute.

You felt your face heat up at the thought that invaded your mind. Get a grip, Y/N! This is a first date—you can't simp right away. At least make yourself seem appealing to the guy! You bit your lip, swallowing heavily at the sudden pressure put on you by your oh-so-fantastic mind. It's fine—you can do this. Icebreakers it is!

"So, what's your name?" You asked curiously, remembering that you've been referring to him as "the man" for the past few minutes that you've known each other. 

He perked up at your question. "It's Felix. Lee Felix," he replied politely while waving his hand for a waiter to bring the menus. After gaining the attention of one, he turned back to you. "What about you?"

"It's Y/N," you responded back. "You have an English name; are you half-foreign?" He hummed at your observation, the low tone catching you off guard. You had already noticed that his voice was deeper than what you had expected from looking at his face, but there was just something extra attractive about that hum. Catching your mind wandering again, you cleared your throat quietly.

"Good catch. I'm actually from Australia," he told you, the grin on his face growing a bit more at the mention of the place. He must really love Australia, huh? "My parents are both Korean, but I grew up there. Came here just a few years ago for work."

Does that mean he's here all alone? That must've been tough for him as well, to live in a whole new country and basically start his life over. You had major respect for people like that; they were what you saw as hardworking and goal-oriented. Sometimes, you even envied them. They could do so much with their lives with that mindset alone. You wish you could be like that someday too. It would be nice to rise above your current state right now—your job was paying enough to get you through the months, but there were still times where you had to worry about finances. Luckily, having a roommate helped with the rent portion of your bills.

Speaking of Seungmin, didn't he say he had an Australian co-worker?

"That's interesting! Australia, huh? I think my roommate mentioned something about having an Australian co-worker. I can't remember his name right now," you shared, "but imagine if you turned out to know each other. If you want, I can ask my roommate to introduce you two! I just thought it'd be nice for you to have another person from Australia with you. Deal with homesickness and all that, you know?"

You didn't think Felix's eyes could shine even brighter, but somehow they managed to do so. "That would be great! Expanding my social circle would be nice too. Making friends is a lot harder now that you're an adult," he sighs.

"You can say that again," you chuckled at his slightly dampened mood. Felix was quite expressive, you noted to yourself. Reading him wasn't hard, but it wasn't as if he put his whole heart on his sleeve either. If he was the type of person to show himself when he found you trustworthy, then you might have to thank him for being comfortable around you. Yes, blind dates didn't normally work for you, but that doesn't mean you didn't try. Of all the dates you've been on, you could only remember one where your efforts were practically zero, and that was just because the guy was a douche from the beginning. Felix was a lot different than the other people you've gone on dates with before—he was relaxed, treated you a lot more casually, yet still emitted that interest. You had a good feeling about where this was going. 

When the menus pulled up, you and Felix had already exchanged some basic interests with each other. This match must've been blessed by the gods because there was a lot you had in common, something you didn't even expect. You and him met under random circumstances, yet you had more chemistry with Felix than you had with any other of your past flings. Which, now that you say it like that, maybe that was why they only stayed as flings.

"Do you see anything you like?" Felix asked from across the table. You quickly scrambled to flip through the menu pages, trying to find something that interested you—too distracted earlier to even do so. Yet, just when you thought you could resume talking to him, you realized a big issue. 

What even were these dishes?

You might have never eaten in a place this fancy before, but—nevermind. That was exactly it. You've never eaten in a place this fancy before and therefore had no idea what all the dishes would taste like. You didn't consider yourself to be such a picky eater, but at that moment, you felt like your appetite was slowly leaving at each description of the meal you read under a dish name—wait, caviar?

Felix seemed to have caught on to your discomfort, because he spoke up once again. "Hey, do they not interest you? It's fine if you don't find something you want to eat," he says in a reassuring tone, letting you know that you don't have to feel bad. "Do you want to perhaps ditch this place? I know a good pizza place down the road." 

Your jaw immediately dropped at his nonchalant suggestion. Is this just something he does often? Make completely random (and baffling) offers? Well, to be fair, both of his offers to you have been good so far. Some pizza would be nice after everything that had happened today. However, this place is super expensive! That was the whole reason you felt uncomfortable ordering from the menu presented to you at the moment. He went through all the trouble of booking this place just for his first date to hit it off with someone else, so you sure weren't about to let his second date, which was you, let the whole reservation go to waste. Rich or not, you still had the decency to respect the effort that was put into getting a table at this place. 

"Felix, you can't be serious," you spluttered out, feeling a bit disoriented due to the situation. "I'm well aware of how much it costs to even be here, so we can't just leave!"

He only chuckles at your worry, making you widen your eyes even more. "Oh, yeah. I know that too. But to be honest, my date was the one who booked this place, it looks like their money was well spent though," he says, glancing back over at the table where your original date and his were, the two conversing naturally while dining. You purse your lips at the information. Okay, maybe that was a valid point. Plus, you really are craving pizza. 

Facing him, you divert your eyes in embarrassment. "I-I would also like pizza." 

Felix wouldn't say it out loud, but he found you really cute. Even more so right now, with you having that shy look on your face. He felt a strong urge to tease you and see more of that adorable expression, but he held himself back. One wrong move, and he'd end up being an asshole. Was it not normal to feel that way? You two have only met after all. But he felt it earlier—you were quite different than the other dates he's had. 

Despite being a very loving person, he wasn't one to believe in love at first sight. Yet, the moment he saw you standing all confused and flustered earlier, it immediately caught his full attention. It was as if fate wanted to bring you two together—and even though it sounds so cheesy, like something out of a romantic comedy, he found himself thinking that he could get on board with it. It wasn't even an hour since you met, and you were already creeping into his heart. It wasn't too fast, but just the right pace to know that something clicked. The feeling felt weird—who knew a stranger could have this much impact on you? He surely didn't. But maybe that was why he felt it a lot stronger than you did—not that he even knew what you thought of him.

Felix himself knows well that he was not a let-the-date-into-his-car kind of person on the first few dates (and most especially on the first date), but somehow he found himself breaking his own rule for the first time ever since getting a vehicle of his own. Not that he would leave his dates to get home on their own, of course—he would always politely offer to pay for their cab home. The idea of taking a (for the most part) random stranger somewhere in his car when it was just the two of them alone didn't sit right with him. Felix is well aware that he could've been seen as uninterested by some of the dates, but it wasn't like they were entirely wrong. He only went on blind dates anyway, so the chance of meeting someone who actually interested him enough to imagine a dating life was not that high in the first place.

Yet here you were, sitting awkwardly beside him on the passenger's seat. It wasn't like you weren't comfortable—okay, maybe you were a bit uncomfortable; but that was only because getting into the car of a person you just met about an hour or more ago was not something you planned for yourself tonight. Heck, none of this was on your list of expected events tonight. Firstly, you didn't even get to say a single word to the date your mom set you up on, and secondly, you scored yourself a completely different person! All you wanted was to stay in your bed the whole evening and mope like the hermit you are. 

Oh, if only Seungmin could see you right now. 

The rumbling sound of the car made itself present to your ears, effectively taking you out of your thoughts. "Let's go?" Felix asks you—the thoughtful gesture awakening butterflies in your stomach. What in the world is going on with you? This man was literally just doing the simplest things, and yet he already seemed to glow in your eyes. You're not falling, are you? You don't fall easily.

At least that's what you believed.

"Y/N?" He questioned, his voice mixed with a hint of concern. "I hope you're alright with all of this. Are you uncomfortable? Maybe I should've asked before we decided to take my car; I'm sorry—do you want to just walk there?" He panicked, which made you panic at his distress too.

"N-no! It's fine; I'm fine—are you fine?" Great, now you were both bundles of nerves. Felix wanted to kick himself for starting the situation. Where did all his earlier confidence go? That, he didn't know. Either way, he wished for it to come back and help him earn some points from you. You, on the other hand, were almost on the verge of collapsing from stress. "Let's just head there," you squeaked, to which Felix only nodded (a bit too quickly.)

"Sorry," Felix sighs, unable to look at you due to his focus on the road. "This is the first time I'm doing this, so I don't know what to do."

You tilted your head at him in confusion. "You mean a date?" He shook his head.

"Driving a date, I mean."

"Really now?" You exclaimed with interest. "I would've never guessed that! You look like the type of guy a lot of people are interested in. You're quite popular, aren't you?"

He chuckles in amusement at your words. "I don't think I'd use that word to describe me. I only do blind dates anyway. Unfortunately I haven't found my person from those ones," he says, glancing at you for a split second, "but maybe the wait was all worth it."

You couldn't help but huff at his act of flirting, rolling your eyes playfully. He got you there. You didn't think Felix would be this smooth, but seeing as he boldly set up a date with you earlier, maybe this was to be expected. "That was a good one, Mr. Lee." At your response, Felix's eyes shone with excitement. He did that a lot when he was happy, you thought mentally. You had to bite back a laugh at how fast he changed up—though you had to admit that was part of his charm.

It was safe to say that the rest of the date went very well. For such a spontaneous plan, you enjoyed it a lot more than you had thought you would. Plus, you found a new pizza place! You'd have to eat there again soon; everything on the menu seemed really good. Unfortunately, you didn't get to eat at the venue because it was full—something Felix panicked over once again. After a while of negotiating (because he wouldn't let it go), you two ended up having an impromptu picnic at a nearby park, enjoying the quiet surroundings that were dimly lit by the street lights. You had never experienced going on a picnic at night before, so this was going to be on the list of firsts you experienced today with Lee Felix—a guy that you didn't even know until a couple hours ago. 

It's crazy how fast someone can come into your life and already make unforgettable memories. In the short period of your date, the two of you learned a lot about each other. Whether both of you would be able to keep this up and progress or not, this was going to be a night you would remember for years to come. Who knows—maybe it would make an exciting old people tale to tell in the future?

"So hey," Felix starts nervously, stopping the car in front of your apartment complex. He pauses for a short second before exhaling and facing you with a determined gaze. "I'm not quite sure about how you feel, but I really enjoyed this date. Do you think we can go on more?" 

"Sure," you were unable to stop the wide smile from appearing on your face, very satisfied with the chance of a second date. "I'd like that."

"Oh, damn. I'm glad," he quickly relaxes before getting alarmed by something and snapping his head towards you again. "Wait, your parents are fine with you not meeting with that other guy right?"

You chuckled at his apprehensive form, entertained by his precaution. "I'm pretty sure my mom just wants me to find someone nice and go marry them."

"Marry? Hold on, that's for a later date," you felt your cheeks warm at the implication of his words, yet Felix keeps going. "But that's good. I thought there was a chance this was going to end up like some Romeo and Juliet thing where your parents get mad because you're supposed to marry the other guy."

"Felix, relax," you managed to comfort him through stifled laughter. "I'm not some high-status rich person, you know?"

After your short conversation to end the night, you enter the apartment complex with a huge smile pasted on your face. Lee Felix was an amazing guy, that's for sure; you still can't believe he wants a second date. You let out a quiet squeal of happiness, speed-walking towards your apartment to brag to your roommate. 

"Yeah, Romeo and Juliet is so overrated anyway."

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Chris talking about what he learned in P.E

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[12:54 pm]

Paring: Hyunjin x F Reader Genre: Angst, fluff Word Count: 754 Warnings: Swearing

When someone is cruel to you about your boyfriend you go looking for comfort in your safe place Hyunjin.

"How did someone like you get Hyunjin?" Yejin almost spat at you.

The words ran in your ears piercing into your heart at the incredulous tone she used as she spoke to you, making sure you understood that it was you who were never going to be perceived to be good enough for him and never the other way around. Not that you would ever want people to think you better than him, nor did you dream that people would ever see you as equals but still you never expected to hear it out loud to your face. She obviously took you lack of outrage as an acceptance of her words so without a shred of remorse she continued.

"I mean he's so gorgeous and artistic and you are well you, no offence, but what does he even see in you anyway? you're always so emotionless and cold"

She wrinkled her nose as she finished not even pretending that she didn't want to offend you, but you were too hurt and self doubting to say anything so you simply walked away from her, the conversation and your friends, who were now shouting at her and her friends for being such a bitch. But the sound didn't really penetrate your brain as it became just a buzzing that surrounded you as you fled to the only place you felt safe. Hyunjin.

Needless to say Hyunjin was surprised when you arrived knocking on the dorm door, only to be let in and immediately led to his door by Changbin, who looked both worried and angry you had tears streaking down your cheeks. Hyunjin instantly took you in his arms and just held you soothing you by rubbing his hand up and down you back until you finally felt the tears no longer falling just the wet patch that they had made soaking into Hyunjin's shirt.

"I'm sorry, I should have called you first" you sniffed moving to pull yourself from his arms.

"You never need to apologize for needing me, my love" he whispered into your hair before he let you go to allow you to sit down "what happened? who did this to you?"

"Why do you want me Hyunjin? Why would you want someone cold?" you whimpered trying to not start crying again

"I want you because I love you baby. Who told you that you were cold? I will tell them to fuck right off!" Hyunjin looked at you showing so much sadness and anger in his eyes. "I love you baby, no one else only you" taking your hands in his he knelt in front of you staring into your eyes as he kissed your knuckles and waited for you to feel comfortable talking about it.

"Yejin, she asked how you ended up with someone like me and why would you want someone cold and emotionless and she's right you deserve so much more than me" You gushed to words coming out almost to fast to be understood especially since you couldn't stop the tremor in your voice. "You're so talented and smart and incredible and I am just me" you sniffled the last few words looking at him from under your eyelashes.

"Well Yejin is an idiot who doesn't know how amazing you are" He almost snarled before taking a deep breathe to calm himself letting go of one of your hands to instead cup your cheek.

"If you were emotionless you would not have been crying and if you were cold it wouldn't have affected you plus I know for a fact that you are so amazing in everyway" smiling at you gently he stood up and pulled you with him pausing to place a small peck on your lips "Now lets forget about that jealous bitch and see if we have ice cream?"

"I love you Jinnie" you smiled softly

"I love you too baby" he grinned eyes sparkling.

Pulling him back in for another soft kiss you allowed Hyunjin to gently lead you from his room hands interlaced as he led you down the hallway and to the kitchen finding that Changbin, Han and Chan were all sitting around in the lounge talking a movie playing in the background.

"Good you stopped crying!" Changbin grinned as the three of them turned to the two of you as you emerged from the hallway making you smile at them even though you were sure your eyes were still bright red "So who do you want us to beat up then?"

a/n: Thank you for reading all reblogs, comments and criticisms are rewarded with my eternal gratitude and a cookie x

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when he sees me || Lee Know

Pairing: Lee Know x f!Reader

Summary: Interacting with others has never been easy for you, whether it is talking to them or, worse, flirting with them. As a result, relationships, but also any form of sexual interactions have always eluded you. You had no reason to think that was going to change anytime soon.

And then your hot neighbor’s cat shows up in your apartment, and you think that things just might change. Even if it’s only on one front.

Word count: 13.3k

Genre: Neighbors AU, slice of life, smut, fluff & angst

Warnings & Tags: mention of a dead grandparent, social anxiety, insecurities, loss of virginity, reader doesn’t tell minho that she’s a virgin, smut (vaginal sex, oral sex [female receiving], fingering, very soft sex), unreliable narrator, unresolved romantic tension.

A/N: Hi everyone! After going through a rough past couple of… six months, hence the disappearance, and pretty much not writing/not finishing anything for all of that, I just really wanted to try writing something again. This was long — it basically took me the whole summer to write this piece — but I’m happy that I’ve managed to create something again :) Thank you to all of the people who sent kind messages during that time, I saw them and truly appreciated them. I hope you enjoy this, and I would really appreciate it if you could let me know your thoughts, especially if you like it!

“It sounds like you really needs to get laid,” Nari comments, and the table laughs heartily while you smile. You make the conscious effort of creasing your eyes, so it looks genuine, but hopefully no one can tell. She reaches over to grab your hand, an amused grin on her face, and squeezes it. “We’ll get on that soon, I promise, but in the meantime, being here is the next best thing.”

You smile and nod, but you also shift slightly in your chair.

‘Here’ is the District 9, and it’s, for all intents and purposes, a strip club. There’s no actual stripping happening, but there are scantily-clad men dancing on stage, and rumors flying around about ‘private sessions’ that can happen in one of the backrooms, if you’re willing to pay. You and your friends — coworkers — are here for the men. But, as the lights dim and your friends start clapping, instead of focusing on the stage, you cast a look over your shoulder.

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[emithecharmer]

Honey || SKZ

Moving In

I'm going to use outfit and room pictures, you can change them if you'd like <3 For the plot of the story, they all live together, but they all have their own rooms if that makes sense.

I put on my makeup and changed into my outfit, my nose was a bit runny, but it was way better than earlier, it should be gone with medicine.

Ji-a came to give me some medicine but had to leave soon after for rehearsals. She and her group hadn't debuted but they were close, I was really happy for her, she was horrifyingly talented, and gorgeous too.

I sighed as a looked at my bags, sitting down for a second. I felt myself tear up again, but I wasn't going to cry, my makeup was too good. A driver picked me up and loaded up my bags. I sat down as was immediately passed out, I was so tired.

Before I knew it I was being shaken awake.

"Sorry, we're here!"

"Ah, thank you.." The driver nodded and helped me unload my bags, then carrying some to the dorms. He waved goodbye and I sat in the hallway, not wanting to knock yet. I put my head on my knees and wrapped my arms around them, sighing before getting up again, knocking.

I heard some yelling from inside and then it got all quiet, and the door opened.

"Hey, come on in, I'll help you with your bags." It was Changbin, I had done my research the night before. I thanked him and grabbed one of the suitcases and my duffle bag, while he got the remaining two bags.

"You wanna say hi real quick?" I nodded and he walked us into the living room, letting me say hello to the guys, who were in the middle of an intense apples to apples game. They took a break from the game to show me my room.

"Here this is your room, you can decorate it how you'd like!" Felix said, he looked excited, he was bouncing on the heels on his feet, smiling wide.

"Ah, thank you.." They all nodded and left, leaving their leader Bangchan.

"I get that this is, weird and just wrong on all levels, but if you ever need anything we'll listen yeah? You're a part of us now!" I nodded and he left, I opened one of my suitcases, which had room decorations in it and got to work, taking out my blankets and other decorations from the humongous suitcase.

A few hours later I heard a knock and someone opened the door.

"Hey, we're about to have l- HOW'D YOU DO THIS IN 3 HOURS?!" Jisung asked. (Screamed)

(Minus obvious stuff that wouldn't be there)

I shrugged, proud of my work, before hearing running, and Seungmin appeared in the doorway.

"Why are you yelling?" He asked.

"Her room!"

"Nice." He stated after a pan of the room.

"Thanks.."

"Well, we're eating, if you'd like to join." He said, dragging Jisung away as I followed. They had bought sushi and had it delivered, and were now watching some moving together, all on the couch, clustered together. They invited me over to sit after I'd gotten food and we all talked for a bit before my phone rang. It was Ji-a. I answered the phone and held it up to my ear, but quickly shoved it away when she started screaming about a girl she'd just seen on the street, saying it was her true love.

We continued to watch movies until Jeongin gasped.

"It's 2 am-" We all looked at our phones and sat there for a second, before getting up and getting ready for bed. Right as I was about to lay down I got a knock at the door.

"Yes?" I opened the door to see Felix, looking a bit shy.

"You don't have to, but I usually hug everyone before bed, is that okay?"

"Uhuh, I don't mind!" He smiled, his eyes crinkling as he hugged me, it was quite tight, then letting go and asking.

"Can I hug you around the house, I'm a touchy person."

"Yeah that's fine don't worry- You don't really need to ask, I'm affectionate too.." He laughed at that and said his goodnight and went to his room, which was two down from mine. Changbin made sure to come and say goodnight too, while the others just yelled it to each other, or tackled each other in their rooms, saying goodnight.

Maybe this wasn't terrible?

A VERY rough idea of where their rooms are

[christopher-bangnaldoskzz]

BIRTHDAY SEX MASTERLIST

HI Everyone 

Welcome to my Birthday Sex Masterlist if you like disgusting smuts then look no further then this post. Just click that Keep reading to see all the summarys and links below. and please be warned if you are not 18+ then please do not read this content i repeat…… THIS CONTENT IS NOT FOR MINORS.

FELIX 

FELIX X READER FEMALE 

Word count: 2.1K

Summary: It has been about 2 years since you have seen your boyfriend Felix due to a global pandemic, that was until your friend chan decided to fly you out to Korea for Felix’s Birthday…..needless to say thing soon become hot and heavy.

Warnings: unprotected sex, romance, oral (female receiving), blowjob (male receiving), talks of cum, penetration, fingering, Cuming in Y/N mouth, swallowing. If you are not 18 Or over DONT FUCKEN READ IT 

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📄 ... ⃕ FAITH THROUGH THE ERAS !

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HELLAVATOR

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MIXTAPE

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I AM WHO

I AM YOU

[ 2019 ]

CLÉ : MIROH

CLÉ : YELLOW WOOD

DOUBLE KNOT

CLÉ : LEVANTER

MIXTAPE : GONE DAYS

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MIXTAPE : ON TRACK

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GO生

IN LIFE

ALL IN

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KINGDOM

MIXTAPE : OH

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BEGIN AGAIN | hwang hyunjin

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR (18+)

Hwang Hyunjin messes with your head, unknowingly, for over a month. Until you can't take it anymore.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Growing up with Chris Bang as your best friend had it's perks - a permanent bodyguard, a shoulder to cry on... and seven other boys who also became your best friends as you grew up together.

Week in, week out, your routine stayed the same. Study, go to class and patiently wait to attend your regular Friday evening home cooked meal with your friends. You just couldn't wait to graduate and start working, to rid yourself of exams and finally start earning some proper money like the boys.

Desperate to put some light back into your mundane, studious life, Chris forces you to start blind dating. Two miserable dates down and ready to murder the man, someone completely unexpected appears and makes a mess of your orderly life.

And a mess he does make.

|fake dating|friends to lovers|slow burn|non idol au|

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: chapter twenty four

-> warning: adult content at the end of the chapter. if this isn't your thing, just skip ahead!

You drive to Hyunjin's apartment in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company. When you get to his, he opens his door and there's a white box sitting on his countertop. He turns to give you smile, placing his keys on the table and picking up the box, handing it to you.

"For me?" You question with a raised eyebrow.

"Mhm," is all he says. You put the box back on the countertop and lift up the lid. Inside is a black satin material, and a thought hits you. "Tell me this isn't what I think it is."

Hyunjin grins. "It is."

You can't help but squeal as you pull out the material and it drops into a gorgeous dress. You recognise the dress instantly.

"How the fuck did you manage to get this?" You say, twisting the dress in your hands.

"Trust me, it was a fucking nightmare. I had to dig through all our old photos and it was a combined effort - it took Chan and I days to find the exact one," Hyunjin explains, his eyes sparkling as your face lights up.

Your were holding a replica of your senior formal dance dress, the one you wore when Hyunjin was your date. You'd sold it after you'd worn it, as it was the most expensive thing you'd ever bought, but you hadn't stopped saying that it was the most gorgeous piece of clothing you'd ever owned.

"I cannot believe you found this for me. The style stopped being sold!" You say to him. He just shrugs his shoulders, and you lay the dress down onto the box before rushing into Hyunjin's arms for a hug. He wraps his arms around you tightly.

"That's the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me," you say into his chest, before pulling away. He takes your shoulders and spins you around so you're facing the box.

"You're very welcome, now go get changed. We have a reservation to get to," he says with a wink, so you take your dress and head to Hyunjin's bathroom to get changed.

You get changed quickly, being careful as you put the dress on. You stick the trainers you were wearing back on as you can't see them under the dress, and fix your hair in the mirror, smiling back at your appearance.

You walk back out the bathroom and are faced with the most handsome man you've ever seen. Hyunjin has his hair fully down, and is wearing the same suit he wore to the formal dance. He wolf whistles as he takes in your appearance.

"Damn, you look amazing," he says.

"You clean up well yourself," you say, totally lying since he'd look amazing no matter what he wore. He pulls you towards him from the hand and kisses your temple before taking his car keys and heading back out his front door.

"We must be going somewhere pretty fancy dress up like this," you say to him and he smirks, saying nothing. "Aw, it reminds me of when we were young, Hyun."

"Mmm, me too," he replies, keeping hold of your hand as you walk to his car. "I told you that was my favourite night ever. Do you know why?"

"Because you weren't high for once?" You reply cheekily. He playfully pushed your side as you come to his car and opens the passenger door for you.

"No, silly, it was because it was the first time in ages I got a breath of fresh air. I'd been swamped with exams, my dad was on my ass about what career I wanted to pursue and that night was the first time in a long time I just stopped thinking about it all and enjoyed my time," he explains as you listened intently, while he starts the car and heads off.

"Did you want to pursue dance?" You say to him, questioning something that had been on your mind.

"I did, yes," he says honestly. "But I had the, 'dance is too unknown' talk. Dad basically scared me out of it. I'm honestly glad he did it though, because I love my job and I have the space to dance in my free time."

You just nod your head in understanding. You love hearing Hyunjin talk - you could sit and listen to him for hours.

"Okay, parking here," he says once he reaches a small car park in the centre of the city. You both get out of the car and fall into step beside one another. It's getting dark out, and the streets are bustling which earns you both some funny looks.

"This is like deja vu, do you remember how after we left the venue we were walking around the streets and everyone was staring at us in these outfits?" You ask him.

"Yeah, probably because I was giving you a piggy back cause your feet hurt," he replied with a laugh.

"And then we went to that chicken restaurant because it was the only place open at that time," you laugh. You'd both loved the food and talked until the sun came up. It was made made you realise Hyunjin would be a great friend to you.

"That was a great place, wasn't it?" Hyunjin says with a smirk, as he stops walking. You screw your face up and turn to him before you realise where you are.

"This is where we're eating?" You say with a confused look, but a smile all the same.

"I told you I wanted to relive our dates. How could I not bring you back here," he says, smiling and ushering you into the chicken shop where you'd gone after your formal.

The shop was completely empty, but there was one table in the middle of the restaurant set up with a white table cloth, candles and a rose in the middle. Entirely too fancy and out of place, but you loved it. The restaurant was dim, with fairy lights hanging all around. It was gorgeous.

The woman who runs the restaurant comes out then, greeting you with a smile.

"Hello, my dears! You know," she says, taking your hand and leading you to the table. "My husband and I talked about the two of you for years. The gorgeous couple who game in dressed to the nines. We never thought we would get to see you again! And it's wonderful that you're still together!"

You give Hyunjin a look but he's just beaming at the woman beside you. You take your seat as Hyunjin takes his.

"Yep, what's that, almost six years, now?" He says to you. You feel bad about the blatant lie but seeing the smiley woman's face stops you.

"Yeah, love," you say to him with a cheesy grin. "Happiest years of my life."

You fight back the urge to laugh as the woman claps her hands. She fusses over the two of you and brings you both menus.

"This man here is a winner," she says to you, not so discreetly. "Bought out the whole restaurant for the night just for you! Are you married yet?"

You almost choke on nothing. Hyunjin seems more than impressed.

"Not yet, but she's my wife in my eyes anyway," the man in front of you says, and you just want to bash your head on the table from how red you become.

"Oh I'll stop fussing now, you two, let me know what you want!" The woman said and walked back towards the kitchen.

You shake your head with a small smile. "You must have spent so long organising this, Hyun."

"Hm, true, not gonna lie," he laughed. "But it's totally worth it. Aren't you getting major flashbacks right now?"

"Yeah I actually am," you say, rubbing the goosebumps that are forming on your arms. "We just talked and talked for hours that night. It was the first time we'd had a long conversation since I'd met you."

"It just baffled me that we were interested in similar things and that we could hold a conversation as well as we did," he replies honestly. The woman comes back over and takes your orders, taking the menus away at the same time.

"You were completely different to how I expected," you say truthfully.

"What did you expect of me?" He asks.

"Honestly? I thought you'd be really stuck up, since you were rich. But other than your cocky jokes you were much more humble than I though you'd be. And Chan described you as so aloof and such a womaniser but you were actually, and still are really hardworking," you explain while he nods his head, listening intently.

"I thought you were, like, either sleeping with Chan or all of them or you were some brat who forced yourself in the group to spend time with the guys," Hyunjin says with a raised eyebrow. You scowl at him.

"So you thought the only reason eight guys would be friends with me is if I was a whore?" You scoff.

"Pretty much, yeah," he laughs with a smirk. "But, then I got to know you and I thought, 'no wonder these guys love this chick so much.' Because you were just so cool and funny and gorgeous."

"Okay okay, don't suck my dick too hard," you say with a laugh and It was Hyunjin's turn to scowl at you. The woman comes back and starts bringing your food over, so the two of you dig in.

"I forgot how good the food was here since we just talked so much that night," you say through mouthfuls of food.

"Mhm," Hyunjin replies. "Oh also, I meant to tell you. I contacted my mum."

You stop eating instantly.

"You did?" You ask, your feelings a mixture of nerves and excitement. You can't tell what Hyunjin's thinking, as his expression doesn't reveal much.

"I did. I told her I'd like to talk to her more and I want her to be more involved in my life," he says, and you start to see a smile spread on his face.

"That's amazing Hyun," you say, giving one of his hands a squeeze before returning to eating your food. "I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you," he chuckles. "I was so nervous to message her, but she replied almost instantly. She wants me to visit her and her new family."

"You should definitely go," you say to him. "Take a weekend out and fly over. You must miss her so much."

"I do," he replies. "But I want us to go. Together, if that's something you'd also want to do. My mum loved you when she met you those few times back when we were kids, she'd love to see you again."

"I'd love to go, but wouldn't it be a bit weird for me to come with you when you've not seen her in so long?" You ask nervously.

"Well, you're my girlfriend, and I want you to meet my mum as such," he says without a second thought. You tilt your head at him.

"I'm not your girlfriend yet," you say cheekily.

"Hm, I think we should change that," he says eerily, putting down his chopsticks and collecting himself before continuing. "You know, the first time we came here, I was cussing Chan out in my head."

"Why, cause he forced you to take me to the dance?" You laugh.

"No, idiot - I asked to take you to the dance. I was cussing Chan out because he told me I wasn't allowed to lay a finger on you, and the whole night I was desperate to kiss you."

Once again, Chris, you're a major cockblock.

"Hold on, you asked to take me to the dance?" You say.

"Yeah, Chris was going to take you but I really wanted to, so I forced him to say he was busy. Anyway, we're getting off track, my point is the first time we came here I was desperate to kiss you, and now that we've come here almost six years later, I want to finally be able to call you mine. So, with that in mind, could you please do me the honour of being my girlfriend officially?" Hyunjin says, emphasising his words dramatically.

"Yes, you idiot, I'd love to," you say back, unable to hide your huge grin.

"Thank fuck that's over with, I was sweating all day," Hyunjin laughs as he holds your hand. The woman comes back over to clear your plates.

"You two are just the most gorgeous couple I've ever seen. You will make the most beautiful babies," she says as she wiggles her eyebrows. You turn beetroot red, and with a rare sight you see even Hyunjin's startled at the woman's words. You just laugh it off, thanking her for the meal as you walk back to Hyunjin's car since he had already paid.

"That was amazing, boyfriend," you say when you get back into his car.

"Oh here we go," he laughs. "I'm never getting rid of you now, am I?"

You just shake your head with a pout and he smiles at you, driving in the direction of your apartment as the two of you fall into idle chat. When you reach your apartment, Hyunjin walks you to your door, as usual. When you reach it, you can't help but notice the tension that's progressively building between the two of you.

"You coming in?" You ask him when you unlock your door and step inside.

"If I'm allowed," he says, and you just roll your eyes.

"Of course you're allowed, idiot," is all you say, before kicking off your trainers and placing your keys on the countertop. Hyunjin does the same, then takes your hand in his so that your facing him.

"I've had the best day, beautiful," he says to you, looking straight into your eyes with a smile. "I love that I can call you my girlfriend."

You smile back at him, placing your hands on his shoulders. "And I love you," you say, feeling confident.

"God, you're so perfect," he says, before leaning in to encapsulate your lips with a kiss. He moves at a steady pace, not taking too much, just enough, until you start playing with the ends of his hair. It causes the kiss to heat up, the feeling of your hands in his hair, and he slowly pushes your back against the countertop behind you. You feel his hard length as he pushes more of himself against you, and it causes your breath to catch.

He takes his lips away from yours gently and takes his phone out of his trousers pocket, turning it off fully and placing it on the countertop. "No distractions this time," he says, before moving your hair away from your neck and attaching his lips there. The feeling of Hyunjin's lips slowly moving against your neck is not one you knew you needed, but now that it was happening you never wanted it to stop.

He was careful, not leaving any marks in such a visible area as you still hadn't told the guys about the two of you. For now, he was content with this, but he couldn't wait to colour you purple when the two of you were more open with your relationship. You could feel yourself becoming more aroused by the second, one of Hyunjin's large hands on your hip, the other moving the strap of your dress you reach a new spot on your shoulder. He was desperate to kiss every each of you, to make sure you knew you were his.

"Is this okay," he breathes heavily, pulling away for a second as he sensed the situation becoming more and more heated.

"It's more than okay, Hyun," you reply, your voice sounding worn already. He looks between your eyes and goes back to your lips, kissing you fiercely, passionately. He puts his hands on the backs of your thighs and lifts you up and you squeal as he carries you to your bedroom. He puts you down gently and takes his lips away from yours, placing his hands on the zipper of your dress.

"Can I?" He asks cautiously, but when you only nod your head he says, "Words please, princess."

"Yes, yeah you can," you say, the words coming out rushed and Hyunjin chuckles. He pulls your zipper down so slowly that you want to scream, but he knows exactly what he's doing. What he doesn't know, is that you made the executive decision not to wear any underwear tonight, and his eyes widen as the dress falls to the floor.

"Jesus Christ," he says under his breath. It's as if he malfunctions, forgets what he's doing for a second while he takes in your appearance.

"Stop, you're getting me embarrassed," you say as you cover yourself with your hands, but he takes your wrists to stop you, pulling your body close to his.

"It's just me, love. Are you nervous?" He asks, wanting your honesty. You give him a small smile.

"Kind of, it's a while since I've...been intimate with someone, like this," you say truthfully. He just nods his head in understating.

"You have nothing to be scared of with me. Anything you don't like, you tell me. There's no rush to do anything, princess," he says, and you look into those huge brown eyes of his.

"No, I want to, just...just go easy on me," you say with a slight laugh. Hyunjin takes off his suit jacket and loosens his tie, smiling, before he answers.

"Anything for you angel," he says with a small smile, guiding you to your bed and laying you down gently. He starts at your lips, kissing you slowly as usual, but starts moving downward, laying chaste kisses against your chest, stomach, the inside of you thighs.

When he reaches the place you want him most of all, he looks up at you with those gorgeous brown eyes and a lazy smile.

"This okay?" He says, and you reply with a yes. He kisses your thigh quickly once more before taking hold of both your thighs and spreading them. Before he goes further, he reaches a hand out and takes one of yours in his own, lacing your fingers together.

When he finally starts moving his tongue against you, your feel nothing but pure bliss. You'd never expected to be in this position with Hyunjin, trusting one another, being his girlfriend. It was new, and it was scary, but it was a better feeling than anything you'd ever felt. Hyunjin completed you.

He kept a steady pace, not being too brash or eager, just figuring out what made you feel good. You stifled your moans, trying to contain yourself, but Hyunjin pulled away.

"Don't quiet yourself, love. Let me hear how much you're enjoying this," he says huskily, and you can't hold back when he moves in again. You moan and whine when Hyunjin changes pace, starts using his fingers and quickly leads you to your release. It doesn't take long at all, as Hyunjin seems to quickly pick up on what you enjoy and because it's him. Everything about this Hyunjin screams sultry, sensual. You've never felt attraction like it.

When you reach your orgasm, he coaxes you through it, continuing the same pace and repeating his movements over and over and he squeezes your hand. All it takes is for you to open your eyes to see the man in front of you, sweat dripping down his head, his shirt ruffled and his tie loose and you're a goner.

He moves to your lips, kissing them sweetly before pulling away to smile at you. "You taste amazing, angel. You did so well for me. Ready for more?"

You smile and nod, pulling yourself up to a seated position as you loosen Hyunjin's tie. "You're wearing entirely too many pieces of clothing right now."

Hyunjin laughs and watches you as you unbutton his shirt, as slow as he unzipped your dress, just to tease him. He chuckles as he shakes his head, pulling the shirt off of himself. You'd seen Hyunjin shirtless before, lounging about after a night out or when you went to the beach or swimming as a group. But under these circumstances, your breath catches in his throat as you drink in his appearance. His toned stomach, his muscular arms, his broad shoulders...he was so, so perfect.

"Stare at me any longer and I'll turn to stone," he laughed as he watched you, and you rolled your eyes. You pull him in for yet another kiss, your hands travelling lower and lower until they reach his belt buckle. You undo it and he helps you by pulling it out of the belt loops swiftly, discarding it without a second thought. You manoeuvre him so that he's lying on the bed and your straddling his lap, hovering, and undo his zipper.

"As much as I'm loving this, tonight I want to make you feel good. Let me, please?" He says to you, and when you look him in the eyes they're full of lust. You give him a small smile and he switches the position once again, so that you're underneath him. He reaches to your nightstand where his wallet rests after being taken out of his trousers pocket, and he pulls out a condom.

When he takes down his suit trousers and then his boxers, you can't help but take in the appearance of the man on top of you. You honestly can't fathom how a man as amazingly perfect as Hyun could ever have spent six years pining over you, but it wasn't as if you were complaining.

Once he's put the condom on, he looks at you again, his expression asking for permission. You just nod and he tilts his head as if that isn't good enough. It's so endearing to you how much he values your consent throughout every stage of intimacy.

"It's okay, Hyun," you say, and he leans down slowly and kisses your lips once, aligning himself to you. You hold you breath as he starts to push in, and once again he takes your hand in his, his eyes darting between yours to sense any discomfort.

"You alright?" He says breathlessly, using his other hand to pat the beads of sweat off his forehead, his look intense.

"Yeah, I'm fine, you can move," you say with a small smile. He nods his head, returning your smile and pushes in fully. You gasp at the feeling - it's sore, yes, but not unpleasant. He stills for a couple seconds before pulling out and pushing himself back in, starting at a slow pace to get you used to him.

"God," he breaths out. "You have no idea how much restraint it's taking not to just take you quickly, all at once. You feel so damn good, princess."

His words send a shiver down your spine, and you're surprised at how much of an affect they have on you. Hyunjin squeezes your hand before moving a bit quicker, keeping his pace steady and careful. When you adjust, feel comfortable, you start to feel better and better.

"You can go harder, Hyun," you say to him after a couple minutes, and his eyes dart towards yours for confirmation. He puts his free hand on the headboard of your bed for support and thrusts deeper, continuing the same pace, and you think he must be one of the only men on this earth who knows the difference between 'faster' and 'harder'.

He constantly goes in to kiss you, your lips, your neck, and as he keeps going the more his hands start to explore your body. He gets excited, quicker and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your second release. You have never felt as comfortable as you do now during sex before, but you know that it's just because it's Hyunjin. You don't feel judged, you don't feel uncomfortable...it's a feeling you've never experienced whilst being intimate with someone else. There was always that nervous element - what if it's awkward, what if you do the wrong thing. But something about the way Hyunjin takes care of you keeps you grounded.

His hands roam down to your clit, and he finds it instantly, using his thumb to rub slow circles and he repeatedly hits the spot inside of you that makes you dizzy.

"Please tell me you're close, princess," he says, short of breath in a voice that just cracks you. "It's taking everything in me, right now."

And you know exactly what he means. You decide it's the fact that the two of you know damn well how much you love each other, and the tension that's built between you these months combined with how physically attracted you are to each other....

You know Hyunjin's probably waited six years to be able to feel you this way, and you have no idea how he's keeping himself so composed. Your head spins and your whines get louder and Hyunjin knows he has you where he wants you. He keeps going through your second orgasm, riding you through it.

"I'm close, love," he says right as you start to come down from your high, and with some sultry words from you, he's coming shortly after.

He thrusts lazily after he finishes, before stilling inside of you, pulling out and discarding the used condom. He doesn't go anywhere though, stays right beside you as the two of you pant. He knows just what to do, pulling the covers of your duvet over the two of you and wrapping his arms around you so that you can lay your head on his chest.

"You're so perfect. You were amazing for me," he says to you after catching his breath, a hand in your hair as he kisses your temple.

"Sorry that it probably wasn't as fun or exciting as sex usually is for you," you say, your insecurities coming to light. He loves you slightly so your face is facing his.

"That was the best sex I've ever had. Genuinely, I've never finished so fast in my life," he says honestly. You screw your face up.

"But -"

"I've waited six years, princess. You have no idea how many boners I've had to repress whilst being in your company over that time. That was everything I've ever needed, and more. And there's plenty time to experiment with each other, but I couldn't have asked for a better first time with you," he says and you can tell he's being so sincere.

You eyelids feel heavy as you smile, your heartbeat slowing. You put a hand to his face, your thumb on his cheek as you say, "I love you."