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Our Summer ⋄ SKZ
Kinktober 2024 (to be continued)
✩ SERIES
Illicit Affairs ⋄ Seungmin
Keep It Quiet ⋄ Hyunjin, Han
✩ MOVIES
Extra Boost ⋄ Felix
My Tutor ⋄ Han
Friends? Not Really. ⋄ Han
Pink Valentine ⋄ Felix (request)
Birthday Special ⋄ Felix (request)
Cabin Fever ⋄ Lee Know, Bang Chan
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The Secret of Us ⋄ Bang Chan
Pearl of the Orient Seas ⋄ Han (request)
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✩ Pairing: idol! bang chan x afab! reader x idol! lee know
✩ Genre: established relationship , poly , smut
✩ Word Count: 4.6k (got a little carried away)
✩ Warnings: 18+ nsfw, explicit sexual content, oral (f. & m. receiving), cursing, unprotected sex, micro-cheating(?), 3some
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"Don't forget your parka, please. I can't have you all red and freezing when we arrive." You told Chan before you went out the front door, bringing your bags.
You were staying for three days in a private cabin in the Gangwon-do mountains with your boyfriend, Chan, and his friend, Minho. It had been delayed for a few weeks due to their promotion schedules, and now it's finally happening. You were very excited to stay warm in a cabin, cook food, drink hot chocolate, go skiing, tell stories, and overall, just relax without a care in the world. Jisung was supposed to tag along, but he cancelled a few days back due to family matters.
"All packed right here," Chan said with a smile as he got in the driver's seat and threw his parka to the back, where Minho was sitting. He was only wearing a thin sweatshirt while you and Minho were all wrapped up in layers of clothing.
"Seriously, hyung. How do you not get cold with just a sweater?" Minho said as he threw Chan's parka to the side.
"I told you I'm warm-blooded." Chan smiled and pulled out of the driveway.
It's a long drive, and Chan and Minho took turns behind the wheel because they wouldn't let you drive for ‘safety reasons’. Minho was currently driving while Chan was fast asleep in the backseat, with only an hour left until you reached your destination.
"I still can't believe that you guys won't let me drive. Come on. You just finished a show yesterday. Are you sure you're not tired?" You whined.
"Nope. Just sit back and relax, Y/N. I'm in a hurry to get to our destination, but definitely not in a hurry to die." Minho said, patting your thigh, while keeping his eyes glued to the road.
Your gaze shifted to his veiny hands resting on your thigh, then suddenly, all kinds of inappropriate thoughts came rushing through your head, leaving you a bit dizzy. You knew you shouldn't be thinking that way–especially with your boyfriend sleeping in the backseat and Minho being his best friend and bandmate. You shook your head to dispel the thoughts, and you tried to settle down for a nap.
You felt the car pull over, and when you woke up, you were already in the parking area of where you were staying. Chan and Minho carried the bags in while you tried to light up the fireplace.
"I didn't know it would be so cold here." You said, teeth chattering. Then you saw your boyfriend still walking around with only his sweatshirt.
"I'll make hot choco for us, don't worry." Chan smiled and went to the kitchen after placing the last bag on the floor.
Minho then approached you, sitting beside you while you were busy lighting up the fireplace. He looks at you intently, your soft features illuminated by the small fire. You looked so pretty, especially with the cute cat ear beanie he gave you last Chuseok. He didn’t know why, but it made him very happy inside that you wore it almost every day when the city began feeling a bit chillier than usual.
This new feeling Minho felt started gradually, like a subtle shift in the atmosphere. At first, everything was fine; you hung out often in the dorms because of Chan, and Minho was usually there to see Jisung. You shared meals, laughed at inside jokes, and spent time doing little things together and going out, even if it’s just the two of you. He felt comfort with your presence, a sense of familiarity that felt innocent and safe. But slowly, things began to change.
What used to be simple moments of friendship transformed into something more complicated that Minho couldn't quite put into words. He was visiting the 3RACHA + Hyunjin dorm more often than before, immediately saying he was there for Jisung, when in reality, he just wanted to see you. He was staying longer than he used to, seeking out those small moments that felt electrifying in a way they never had before. It was subtle, but the tension was there, simmering beneath the surface, and little did he know that you felt it too. It scared him because it felt like this shift could ruin everything—the friendship, the teamwork, the easygoing vibes that had been the foundation of the group. This realization clawed at him and he didn’t know what to do. All he knew was that this something is what's gonna fuck him up for God knows how long.
Minho snapped from his thoughts when you stretched your hands to feel the heat of the fire, and Minho followed.
"What?" You asked him when you caught him staring at you, breaking his train of thought.
"Nothing. You got dirt on your nose." He flashed you a mischievous grin and purposely put soot on your nose. "You look like a cat now."
"MIN!" You slapped him on the arm for putting soot on your nose.
Aside from Minho being insanely handsome, he was an annoying ass prick. You pressed a finger on the soot that was on the floor and attempted to smudge it on his nose too, but he quickly held your wrists to stop you, and since you're an annoying ass prick too, you pushed your hand, still attempting to smear it on his pretty, smug face while he's laughing uncontrollably. He fell on his back while you sat on top of him, still trying to attempt revenge.
Chan cleared his throat, causing both of you to look his way. He didn't look jealous or even a little displeased; instead, he felt an unexpected thrill watching you and Minho. He should have been upset, maybe protective, but instead, he felt a rush of excitement that confused him. It was a bizarre feeling, one he was struggling to suppress.
"Hot chocolate, anyone?" He smiled as he put the mugs filled with hot cocoa and marshmallows on the coffee table.
You pushed Minho back and quickly ran to Chan.
"Look what he did!" You pout at Chan, pointing at the dirt on your nose.
"Cute. You look like a cat now." He chuckled, patting the top of your head.
"I know, right? Best artwork yet." Minho proudly said, and Chan agreed.
The three of you enjoyed the hot chocolate that Chan made before heading to the cable cars for skiing. Afterwards, you visited a boutique where Chan bought you the cutest scarf, featuring an embroidered paw at the end, which matched perfectly with your cat beanie. It was truly a day well spent.
As evening approached, Minho volunteered to prepare dinner, saying he didn't want to be disturbed while cooking. This gave you and Chan some time to yourselves in your shared room, making out.
"Fuck. You looked so cute today, I wanted to fuck that innocent face of yours." Chan said in between kisses.
"Yeah? I want you in my mouth right now. I missed it so much." You groan as you palm him over his sweatpants. He was already hard from all the kissing and groping. You propped yourself up as you ran kisses down his neck and pulled his sweatpants down, his erection springing free. You take him in without a second thought, which makes him let out a satisfied moan.
"Your mouth feels warm and perfect," Chan said, and tangled his hands in your hair so it wouldn't fall on your face. He closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of your warm, wet mouth, when both of you heard a knock on the door.
"Dinner's ready!" You heard Minho call on the other side.
"Be right there!" Chan replied, "Looks like we'll have to continue this later, babe." He sighed.
The three of you enjoyed the hearty dinner Minho prepared. He cooked the tastiest samgyetang you have ever had. He also prepared stir-fried pork and a spicy tteokboki dish, enough for both of you to share since Chan doesn’t like spicy food. Once done, you and Chan do the dishes and clean up before preparing to go to bed.
You slipped into your pajamas, eagerly anticipating a romantic evening with Chan. It had been months since you last had him by your side, and you missed him so much. As you crawled into bed with him, feeling all giggly and excited, the power suddenly went out.
"Ah shit," Chan cursed. "Great, just great." He was annoyed and sexually frustrated now. Since the power was out, the heating was also down, so you had to resort to the fireplace in the living room. However, it wasn't that cold yet and you were under thick covers. The room was dark, but the moonlight streamed through the window, allowing you to see each other in the dim light.
"We can still stay warm, you know.." You trailed off before placing a kiss on his neck.
"You're right. Come here." He grabbed your waist, pulling you to straddle him while he laid back.
"The lady forgot to refill our firewood."
You and Chan were startled by Minho's sudden appearance at the door. You went to the side as Chan sat up, running his hand through his hair, feeling a little exasperated.
"What?" Chan asked.
"It's fucking cold in my room. Damn it. We paid a lot for this cabin not to have a generator." Minho groaned while he rubbed his arms, trying to warm himself up but failing. He was wearing a blue checkered pajama set and socks to keep his feet warm.
Chan then had an idea.
"You can stay under our sheets. Nothing feels warmer than body heat, right, baby?" Chan looks at you, and you blink a few times, trying to register what your boyfriend had just said. Is he inviting Minho to stay in bed with us?! But thoughts aside, Minho was shivering since the residual warmth was gradually fading away; he’s just sleeping beside you, that’s it.
"Y-yeah. You know Channie's a human heater." You said, snuggling close to your boyfriend.
"Are you sure? It feels kind of..." Minho said, raising his eyebrow.
He wanted to seize the opportunity; it was the closest thing he’d ever come to sharing a bed with you.
"Yeah! The power's probably not gonna be out for long." Chan said and gestured for him to get to his side. The bed was good for two people only; if Minho squeezed in, you had to..
"Come lie on top of me, baby," Chan whispered to you, and you followed, assuming your position earlier, straddling him then laying on top of him, your throbbing, hot core on top of his hard cock. Minho slipped under the covers, trying his best not to get too close, but he automatically failed due to the small space; however, it was working. It is warmer with the three of you bundled up. His hand landed on your ankle as he adjusted in the small space. You were horny enough lying on top of Chan but Minho's touch sent shivers down your spine.
Chan rested his hands on your butt and Minho could definitely see it but, he tries to ignore it. He felt the bed shift slightly when Chan began to rock you on top of him, subtle but enough to create some friction. Minho was doing his best to divert his thoughts, but he couldn't help getting turned on by the sight of you with his best friend. He imagined how warm it would feel if you were right on top of him instead.
"I'll chop some firewood first thing in the morning so we won't be screwed the next time the power goes out," Chan said, definitely not relying on the wood delivery anymore.
"Sure. I'll cook breakfast for us." Minho replied.
You tightened your grip on Chan’s arm to signal him to stop, worried that Minho might catch on, and surprisingly, he does. But that didn't stop Minho from placing his hand on your hips as he turned to face the two of you. Chan seemed to notice, but he didn't say a word.
You enjoyed the comfortable feeling of being warm under the blanket with two people you cared about the most, and sharing lighthearted conversations, until the three of you unknowingly fell asleep.
You woke up feeling someone's arm wrapped around your waist from behind. You felt all warm and fuzzy inside. You began to run your hand up and down on what you thought was your boyfriend's arm, but when you slowly opened your eyes, you were met with your sleeping boyfriend's face. That's when you realized it was Minho's arm draped over you, while Chan's hand rested on your thigh. Both of them were still sound asleep. You knew that if you wiggled out, they would surely wake up, so you decided to close your eyes again and savor the cozy feeling of being sandwiched between two warm bodies.
You woke up again, but now the bed was empty. You felt your heart sink when the warm cuddle fest ended, but the feeling of your stomach growling was stronger. You went to the bathroom to freshen up before heading to the kitchen, only to find Minho already making coffee.
"Morning." You greeted him with your sleepy voice.
"Morning. Coffee?" He said and gestured the mug he was holding.
"Yes please."
You sat down on the kitchen counter, watching Minho make your coffee. You didn't need to tell him how you liked it; he already knew. His messy bed hair made him look even more attractive as he worked on the manual coffee grinder. The veins on his arms didn't help keep your mind from wandering to inappropriate thoughts about him so early in the morning.
"Where's Chan?" You asked.
"Outside. Chopping firewood."
You looked outside the window, and there you saw your boyfriend, wearing just a sweater again, chopping firewood like he’s Captain America. Still, to be honest, he does possess Captain America's body especially that ass. Your thoughts were cut off when Minho handed you your coffee. It was perfect, it felt domestic.
"There's a snowstorm coming, so we can't leave. Chan extended for two more days until the storm passes."
"Yikes. What about your schedule? Aren't you practicing for the Gayo next week?"
"It's fine. What's two more days of vacation?" Minho chuckled. "Don't underestimate the power of Lee Know."
"If you say so." You shrugged. "What's for breakfast? Can I cook?"
"Do you want ramyeon? I'll cook the spicy one for us and the mild one for Chan. I'll also boil some eggs. And no, you may not." Minho answered.
"Aw, come on! It's just instant noodles." You whined.
"I seriously want to be warm, but I don't want the cabin used as firewood." He said.
However, your stubborn self couldn't take any more no's from him, so you hopped off the counter and decided to take the pot from his hand. Minho's reflexes didn't seem to work when you tried to grab the pot. You succeeded, but he immediately tried to reclaim it from you. The firm grip you had on the pot's handle was enough for you to get pulled by him as well. Your bodies bumped against each other, and you could feel the warmth of his coffee breath on your nose. Minho stared into your eyes, and for some reason, you were somehow mesmerized. The urge to kiss him was way off the charts now, but you questioned whether it was right to think about kissing another man while your boyfriend was right outside.
Before you could even decide what to do, Minho lowered his head until his face was level with yours. You gulped thickly when you saw the look in his eyes; they sparkled with love and lust, and you knew all too well that you shouldn’t mix those two up. He brought his hand to your cheek, and it felt warm against your skin. You closed your eyes, too lost in the moment to think about anything else except for Minho's lips on yours, even though you knew it was wrong. Suddenly, Minho's hand was gone, and he had already turned to face the stove with the pot on it.
"What's for breakfast?" Chan casually walked into the room. It looked like Minho saw him come in before anything could happen.
"Ramyeon, and how many eggs do you want?"
"Three boiled eggs, please. Thanks, man." Chan replied, then faced you, "Good morning, beautiful." He kissed your cheek.
"Good morning." You greeted and smiled at him like you weren’t just seconds away from crashing your lips on his best friend’s.
While Minho cooked breakfast, you and Chan stayed in the living room to avoid bothering him. You were sitting between Chan's legs on the couch, a warm blanket covering both of you. Chan leaned against the armrest, his hands wrapped around your waist as you rested against his firm chest. It started comfortably at first, but you can't help but feel Chan's hard-on pressing on your back. His hands slowly slid down until he hovered over your throbbing pussy, aching to be touched since yesterday.
"Babe, not here." You whispered, careful not to let Minho hear.
"Why? Scared that Minho will catch us?" He smirked as he slid his hand into the waistband of your pajamas and ran his fingers on your slit. "But look at how wet you are just by sitting here with me."
"P-please..Channie..don’t," you sighed as he continued caressing your pussy over your panties. His other hand started squeezing your left boob, fingers playing around your nipple. You have been touch-starved for so long that all other thoughts went out the window.
"Do you want me to stop?" He cooed, and you shook your head.
"Words, baby."
"I–I, not here–," You stuttered, but Chan didn't let you finish speaking and pulled your soaked panties to the side and covered his fingers with your slickness as he moved them up and down. You held on his thighs for dear life while he circles his fingers deliciously on your clit. You bite down on your lips to keep your moans at bay.
"Let me hear those precious moans, baby. Louder so that Minho hears." Chan whispered in your ear while he continued his ministrations on you while you were desperate for release.
"Hyung! Breakfast is ready." Minho called from the kitchen. You can feel Chan smirk behind you.
"You want Minho to join?" He asked mischievously. "I can see you're interested, baby."
"What are you talking about?" You managed to say between moans.
"I can see the way you look at him, and he looks interested too."
"Chan, it's not like that."
"Stop playing with me, baby. I know you want Minho, and you've always been such a good girl for me. Good girls deserve rewards, don't they?"
There it is, Chan serving you Minho on a silver platter, but should you really have a taste? Thoughts were running through your head at a hundred miles per hour, you're scared that once you get a taste, you won't be able to stop wanting more.
“But..”
“And honestly? I’m actually dying to see Minho fuck you into oblivion.” He said as an evil smile crept to his face.
"Min." Chan called Minho.
You heard footsteps arriving in the living room, you weren't scared anymore, but you were actually excited to see his reaction when he sees you under Chan's mercy.
"What is—oh my g—" Minho rambled while taking a step back, but he couldn't take his eyes off of you. Flushed cheeks, Chan’s hand on your boob while the other under the blanket doing something nasty. You were a sight to see.
"Hyung?!" He questioned Chan. Hesitant if he should stay or not.
"Go on, baby girl. Tell him what you want."
"I..come closer?" You shyly said, avoiding his gaze.
"Be specific, baby, and look at him when you're speaking," Chan said as he held your jaw upward to face Minho who was waiting in anticipation.
"I..I want you, Min.." You told him, but it came out more like a gasp because Chan inserted a finger in your needy cunt.
Minho looked at Chan for confirmation, and when he nodded, he seemed too eager to come near you and touch you, feel you, and everything else that he quickly sat by your feet. Chan quickly removed the blanket to show Minho what he was doing underneath, and that made his jaw drop to the floor. You were soaking wet, and that was the hottest sight he had ever seen. Chan smirked at Minho’s reaction and removed his fingers from inside you. He offered his fingers to Minho in which he gladly licked to get a taste of you.
"Taste good, doesn't she?" Chan asked.
Chan’s eyes darkened with desire. He never knew how much he wanted to share you with his best friend until now.
"Tastes like heaven," Minho answered and dove right into your aching heat as Chan hooked his hands under your thighs to keep your legs raised and spread to give Minho ease of access.
You tasted so sweet on Minho's tongue, he can't get enough of it, of you. He's always imagined what you would taste like, and when he finally got a chance, he wanted to devour you. He circled his tongue around your clit before sucking it like he meant business. His hands caressing your thighs as he tongue fucks you in the nastiest way. You're eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt yourself getting close, faster than expected. You didn’t expect him to be this skilled, like he already knew what you liked and how you liked it.
"M-Min, you're gonna make me cum.." You whimpered.
"Go on, baby, cum on Minho's mouth." Chan encouraged.
"Cum for me." Minho commands, mouth not leaving your soaking wet pussy, and with that, your first orgasm for the day came crashing through, your whole body shook as you rode out your high, but Minho wasn't stopping. He kept sucking on your sensitive clit, making you shiver, and Chan liked that; it had awakened something primal in him, watching you squirm between them.
"S-stop. I came! I came!" You cried.
"Don't stop, Min. She isn't asking very nicely." Chan flashed him a sly smile.
Minho continued his ministrations, suckling on your overly sensitive clit.
"Please, Min! So sensitive! Aah! Please!" You pleaded as you tried your best to wriggle out of their grip. Minho kissed your clit and let you off now, making you relax.
The next thing you knew, Chan carried you to the bedroom, and the three of you were naked in the middle of the bed with Chan behind you kissing down your neck and back while you made out with Minho, who leaned on the headboard. Their hands explore you, leaving no part untouched. You ran your hands down Minho's torso and left lingering touches on his rock-hard cock.
"Go on, baby. Show Minho what that pretty little mouth can do." Chan whispered in your ear.
You bat your eyelashes at him, and you see his ears turn red. You planted kisses on his neck, biting him a little, careful not to leave a mark. You trailed wet kisses down his torso and stomach until you were level with his painful erection. Your ass in the air for Chan to see and access. Your mouth watered at how big he is and already leaking, you started giving him kitten licks before swallowing him whole, which made him gasp at the contact. When was the last time he had head? He didn't know; all he knew was that your mouth felt so good, wet, and warm. So perfect.
"Fuck. Just like that." Minho cursed, his hand instantly wrapped around your hair.
While you were busy giving Minho the blowjob of his life, Chan landed a few smacks to your ass before he started rubbing his cock on your slit, coating it with your slick. He spat on it before he slowly inserted himself into you. The stretch felt so good, considering you haven't had sex for a good few months due to Chan being busy with work. Your moans sent vibrations on Minho's cock, and that made him almost cum too fast for his liking. You noticed this when you felt his balls tighten, so you popped his cock out of your mouth, drool all over your chin as you gave him a playful smile.
"That's it. Isn't she a good little slut, Min?"
"Fuck yeah. She's doing really good." Minho bit his lip.
Chan flipped you over. You were now leaning against Minho. He played with your nipples while leaving sloppy kisses on your neck and shoulders. You were moaning, practically screaming, when Chan slowly pushed his length in you.
"So fucking wet for us, huh? You like being the center of attention, baby?" Chan said as he slowly bottomed out. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt Chan's cock spreading you open while Minho left kisses on your neck.
Chan started slowly at first before his thrusts became deeper and faster. Minho held your legs apart so Chan could have better access.
".Channie, t-that's so good." You said, almost crying from the pleasure. Your head slowly looked to the side when Minho held your jaw to look straight at Chan, who was fucking you like there was no tomorrow.
“Play with her clit, Min.” Chan commanded.
Minho followed, rubbing delicious circles on your clit as Chan fucked you. Pleasure pulsed through your whole body, making you cum again, this time, more intense than the first.
“F-fuck, you’re pulsing around me, baby. I’m not gonna last long.” Chan groaned. “But I want to cum inside that pretty mouth of yours. Is that okay?”
You nodded, not because you understand, but because you were being fucked dumb.
You were now on all fours. Minho positioned himself behind you while Chan was in front of you. Minho slowly pushed his cock inside your throbbing cunt, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he bottomed out. He finally felt you wrapped around his cock and this was better than what he had imagined last night. You were so perfect and warm. He would give anything to have you again and again.
“Holy shit..Y/N” Minho moaned as he started thrusting into you. He knew right then he isn’t gonna last very long.
You took Chan in your mouth as he bundled your hair into a ponytail. You sucked his still hard cock, tasting your juices on it.
“So good, baby. So good for me and Min.” Chan moaned.
Minho’s thrusts went from fast to erratic. You could feel that he’s almost there while Chan couldn’t take the slow sucking anymore and thrusted his cock into you, making tears run down your cheeks as you choked a little. You felt so warm, so full of Chan and Minho.
“Fuck!” Minho growled as he felt you clench on his cock.
You were cumming again for the third time, still as intense, making your knees weak. Minho gripped your waist to hold you up and landed a smack on your ass before he pulled out and came all over your back and ass. Chan found it so hot watching his best friend cum on you that it made him growl and cum inside your mouth.
You collapsed on the bed, all limp and satisfied. Painted by Chan and Minho’s warmth.
“That was..” You breathed.
“Intense.” Minho said as he wiped your back with wet wipes.
“I think our stay here will be worth our while.” Chan chuckled as he went to get towels.
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All of the stories I write are works of fiction and in no way represent stray kids in any way. All the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in my stories are either the product of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
✩ Pairing: idol! bang chan x afab! reader x idol! lee know
✩ Genre: established relationship , poly , smut
✩ Word Count: 4.6k (got a little carried away)
✩ Warnings: 18+ nsfw, explicit sexual content, oral (f. & m. receiving), cursing, unprotected sex, micro-cheating(?), 3some
❗️ minors, ageless, and blank blogs that will interact with me or my work will be BLOCKED.
"Don't forget your parka, please. I can't have you all red and freezing when we arrive." You told Chan before you went out the front door, bringing your bags.
You were staying for three days in a private cabin in the Gangwon-do mountains with your boyfriend, Chan, and his friend, Minho. It had been delayed for a few weeks due to their promotion schedules, and now it's finally happening. You were very excited to stay warm in a cabin, cook food, drink hot chocolate, go skiing, tell stories, and overall, just relax without a care in the world. Jisung was supposed to tag along, but he cancelled a few days back due to family matters.
"All packed right here," Chan said with a smile as he got in the driver's seat and threw his parka to the back, where Minho was sitting. He was only wearing a thin sweatshirt while you and Minho were all wrapped up in layers of clothing.
"Seriously, hyung. How do you not get cold with just a sweater?" Minho said as he threw Chan's parka to the side.
"I told you I'm warm-blooded." Chan smiled and pulled out of the driveway.
It's a long drive, and Chan and Minho took turns behind the wheel because they wouldn't let you drive for ‘safety reasons’. Minho was currently driving while Chan was fast asleep in the backseat, with only an hour left until you reached your destination.
"I still can't believe that you guys won't let me drive. Come on. You just finished a show yesterday. Are you sure you're not tired?" You whined.
"Nope. Just sit back and relax, Y/N. I'm in a hurry to get to our destination, but definitely not in a hurry to die." Minho said, patting your thigh, while keeping his eyes glued to the road.
Your gaze shifted to his veiny hands resting on your thigh, then suddenly, all kinds of inappropriate thoughts came rushing through your head, leaving you a bit dizzy. You knew you shouldn't be thinking that way–especially with your boyfriend sleeping in the backseat and Minho being his best friend and bandmate. You shook your head to dispel the thoughts, and you tried to settle down for a nap.
You felt the car pull over, and when you woke up, you were already in the parking area of where you were staying. Chan and Minho carried the bags in while you tried to light up the fireplace.
"I didn't know it would be so cold here." You said, teeth chattering. Then you saw your boyfriend still walking around with only his sweatshirt.
"I'll make hot choco for us, don't worry." Chan smiled and went to the kitchen after placing the last bag on the floor.
Minho then approached you, sitting beside you while you were busy lighting up the fireplace. He looks at you intently, your soft features illuminated by the small fire. You looked so pretty, especially with the cute cat ear beanie he gave you last Chuseok. He didn’t know why, but it made him very happy inside that you wore it almost every day when the city began feeling a bit chillier than usual.
This new feeling Minho felt started gradually, like a subtle shift in the atmosphere. At first, everything was fine; you hung out often in the dorms because of Chan, and Minho was usually there to see Jisung. You shared meals, laughed at inside jokes, and spent time doing little things together and going out, even if it’s just the two of you. He felt comfort with your presence, a sense of familiarity that felt innocent and safe. But slowly, things began to change.
What used to be simple moments of friendship transformed into something more complicated that Minho couldn't quite put into words. He was visiting the 3RACHA + Hyunjin dorm more often than before, immediately saying he was there for Jisung, when in reality, he just wanted to see you. He was staying longer than he used to, seeking out those small moments that felt electrifying in a way they never had before. It was subtle, but the tension was there, simmering beneath the surface, and little did he know that you felt it too. It scared him because it felt like this shift could ruin everything—the friendship, the teamwork, the easygoing vibes that had been the foundation of the group. This realization clawed at him and he didn’t know what to do. All he knew was that this something is what's gonna fuck him up for God knows how long.
Minho snapped from his thoughts when you stretched your hands to feel the heat of the fire, and Minho followed.
"What?" You asked him when you caught him staring at you, breaking his train of thought.
"Nothing. You got dirt on your nose." He flashed you a mischievous grin and purposely put soot on your nose. "You look like a cat now."
"MIN!" You slapped him on the arm for putting soot on your nose.
Aside from Minho being insanely handsome, he was an annoying ass prick. You pressed a finger on the soot that was on the floor and attempted to smudge it on his nose too, but he quickly held your wrists to stop you, and since you're an annoying ass prick too, you pushed your hand, still attempting to smear it on his pretty, smug face while he's laughing uncontrollably. He fell on his back while you sat on top of him, still trying to attempt revenge.
Chan cleared his throat, causing both of you to look his way. He didn't look jealous or even a little displeased; instead, he felt an unexpected thrill watching you and Minho. He should have been upset, maybe protective, but instead, he felt a rush of excitement that confused him. It was a bizarre feeling, one he was struggling to suppress.
"Hot chocolate, anyone?" He smiled as he put the mugs filled with hot cocoa and marshmallows on the coffee table.
You pushed Minho back and quickly ran to Chan.
"Look what he did!" You pout at Chan, pointing at the dirt on your nose.
"Cute. You look like a cat now." He chuckled, patting the top of your head.
"I know, right? Best artwork yet." Minho proudly said, and Chan agreed.
The three of you enjoyed the hot chocolate that Chan made before heading to the cable cars for skiing. Afterwards, you visited a boutique where Chan bought you the cutest scarf, featuring an embroidered paw at the end, which matched perfectly with your cat beanie. It was truly a day well spent.
As evening approached, Minho volunteered to prepare dinner, saying he didn't want to be disturbed while cooking. This gave you and Chan some time to yourselves in your shared room, making out.
"Fuck. You looked so cute today, I wanted to fuck that innocent face of yours." Chan said in between kisses.
"Yeah? I want you in my mouth right now. I missed it so much." You groan as you palm him over his sweatpants. He was already hard from all the kissing and groping. You propped yourself up as you ran kisses down his neck and pulled his sweatpants down, his erection springing free. You take him in without a second thought, which makes him let out a satisfied moan.
"Your mouth feels warm and perfect," Chan said, and tangled his hands in your hair so it wouldn't fall on your face. He closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of your warm, wet mouth, when both of you heard a knock on the door.
"Dinner's ready!" You heard Minho call on the other side.
"Be right there!" Chan replied, "Looks like we'll have to continue this later, babe." He sighed.
The three of you enjoyed the hearty dinner Minho prepared. He cooked the tastiest samgyetang you have ever had. He also prepared stir-fried pork and a spicy tteokboki dish, enough for both of you to share since Chan doesn’t like spicy food. Once done, you and Chan do the dishes and clean up before preparing to go to bed.
You slipped into your pajamas, eagerly anticipating a romantic evening with Chan. It had been months since you last had him by your side, and you missed him so much. As you crawled into bed with him, feeling all giggly and excited, the power suddenly went out.
"Ah shit," Chan cursed. "Great, just great." He was annoyed and sexually frustrated now. Since the power was out, the heating was also down, so you had to resort to the fireplace in the living room. However, it wasn't that cold yet and you were under thick covers. The room was dark, but the moonlight streamed through the window, allowing you to see each other in the dim light.
"We can still stay warm, you know.." You trailed off before placing a kiss on his neck.
"You're right. Come here." He grabbed your waist, pulling you to straddle him while he laid back.
"The lady forgot to refill our firewood."
You and Chan were startled by Minho's sudden appearance at the door. You went to the side as Chan sat up, running his hand through his hair, feeling a little exasperated.
"What?" Chan asked.
"It's fucking cold in my room. Damn it. We paid a lot for this cabin not to have a generator." Minho groaned while he rubbed his arms, trying to warm himself up but failing. He was wearing a blue checkered pajama set and socks to keep his feet warm.
Chan then had an idea.
"You can stay under our sheets. Nothing feels warmer than body heat, right, baby?" Chan looks at you, and you blink a few times, trying to register what your boyfriend had just said. Is he inviting Minho to stay in bed with us?! But thoughts aside, Minho was shivering since the residual warmth was gradually fading away; he’s just sleeping beside you, that’s it.
"Y-yeah. You know Channie's a human heater." You said, snuggling close to your boyfriend.
"Are you sure? It feels kind of..." Minho said, raising his eyebrow.
He wanted to seize the opportunity; it was the closest thing he’d ever come to sharing a bed with you.
"Yeah! The power's probably not gonna be out for long." Chan said and gestured for him to get to his side. The bed was good for two people only; if Minho squeezed in, you had to..
"Come lie on top of me, baby," Chan whispered to you, and you followed, assuming your position earlier, straddling him then laying on top of him, your throbbing, hot core on top of his hard cock. Minho slipped under the covers, trying his best not to get too close, but he automatically failed due to the small space; however, it was working. It is warmer with the three of you bundled up. His hand landed on your ankle as he adjusted in the small space. You were horny enough lying on top of Chan but Minho's touch sent shivers down your spine.
Chan rested his hands on your butt and Minho could definitely see it but, he tries to ignore it. He felt the bed shift slightly when Chan began to rock you on top of him, subtle but enough to create some friction. Minho was doing his best to divert his thoughts, but he couldn't help getting turned on by the sight of you with his best friend. He imagined how warm it would feel if you were right on top of him instead.
"I'll chop some firewood first thing in the morning so we won't be screwed the next time the power goes out," Chan said, definitely not relying on the wood delivery anymore.
"Sure. I'll cook breakfast for us." Minho replied.
You tightened your grip on Chan’s arm to signal him to stop, worried that Minho might catch on, and surprisingly, he does. But that didn't stop Minho from placing his hand on your hips as he turned to face the two of you. Chan seemed to notice, but he didn't say a word.
You enjoyed the comfortable feeling of being warm under the blanket with two people you cared about the most, and sharing lighthearted conversations, until the three of you unknowingly fell asleep.
You woke up feeling someone's arm wrapped around your waist from behind. You felt all warm and fuzzy inside. You began to run your hand up and down on what you thought was your boyfriend's arm, but when you slowly opened your eyes, you were met with your sleeping boyfriend's face. That's when you realized it was Minho's arm draped over you, while Chan's hand rested on your thigh. Both of them were still sound asleep. You knew that if you wiggled out, they would surely wake up, so you decided to close your eyes again and savor the cozy feeling of being sandwiched between two warm bodies.
You woke up again, but now the bed was empty. You felt your heart sink when the warm cuddle fest ended, but the feeling of your stomach growling was stronger. You went to the bathroom to freshen up before heading to the kitchen, only to find Minho already making coffee.
"Morning." You greeted him with your sleepy voice.
"Morning. Coffee?" He said and gestured the mug he was holding.
"Yes please."
You sat down on the kitchen counter, watching Minho make your coffee. You didn't need to tell him how you liked it; he already knew. His messy bed hair made him look even more attractive as he worked on the manual coffee grinder. The veins on his arms didn't help keep your mind from wandering to inappropriate thoughts about him so early in the morning.
"Where's Chan?" You asked.
"Outside. Chopping firewood."
You looked outside the window, and there you saw your boyfriend, wearing just a sweater again, chopping firewood like he’s Captain America. Still, to be honest, he does possess Captain America's body especially that ass. Your thoughts were cut off when Minho handed you your coffee. It was perfect, it felt domestic.
"There's a snowstorm coming, so we can't leave. Chan extended for two more days until the storm passes."
"Yikes. What about your schedule? Aren't you practicing for the Gayo next week?"
"It's fine. What's two more days of vacation?" Minho chuckled. "Don't underestimate the power of Lee Know."
"If you say so." You shrugged. "What's for breakfast? Can I cook?"
"Do you want ramyeon? I'll cook the spicy one for us and the mild one for Chan. I'll also boil some eggs. And no, you may not." Minho answered.
"Aw, come on! It's just instant noodles." You whined.
"I seriously want to be warm, but I don't want the cabin used as firewood." He said.
However, your stubborn self couldn't take any more no's from him, so you hopped off the counter and decided to take the pot from his hand. Minho's reflexes didn't seem to work when you tried to grab the pot. You succeeded, but he immediately tried to reclaim it from you. The firm grip you had on the pot's handle was enough for you to get pulled by him as well. Your bodies bumped against each other, and you could feel the warmth of his coffee breath on your nose. Minho stared into your eyes, and for some reason, you were somehow mesmerized. The urge to kiss him was way off the charts now, but you questioned whether it was right to think about kissing another man while your boyfriend was right outside.
Before you could even decide what to do, Minho lowered his head until his face was level with yours. You gulped thickly when you saw the look in his eyes; they sparkled with love and lust, and you knew all too well that you shouldn’t mix those two up. He brought his hand to your cheek, and it felt warm against your skin. You closed your eyes, too lost in the moment to think about anything else except for Minho's lips on yours, even though you knew it was wrong. Suddenly, Minho's hand was gone, and he had already turned to face the stove with the pot on it.
"What's for breakfast?" Chan casually walked into the room. It looked like Minho saw him come in before anything could happen.
"Ramyeon, and how many eggs do you want?"
"Three boiled eggs, please. Thanks, man." Chan replied, then faced you, "Good morning, beautiful." He kissed your cheek.
"Good morning." You greeted and smiled at him like you weren’t just seconds away from crashing your lips on his best friend’s.
While Minho cooked breakfast, you and Chan stayed in the living room to avoid bothering him. You were sitting between Chan's legs on the couch, a warm blanket covering both of you. Chan leaned against the armrest, his hands wrapped around your waist as you rested against his firm chest. It started comfortably at first, but you can't help but feel Chan's hard-on pressing on your back. His hands slowly slid down until he hovered over your throbbing pussy, aching to be touched since yesterday.
"Babe, not here." You whispered, careful not to let Minho hear.
"Why? Scared that Minho will catch us?" He smirked as he slid his hand into the waistband of your pajamas and ran his fingers on your slit. "But look at how wet you are just by sitting here with me."
"P-please..Channie..don’t," you sighed as he continued caressing your pussy over your panties. His other hand started squeezing your left boob, fingers playing around your nipple. You have been touch-starved for so long that all other thoughts went out the window.
"Do you want me to stop?" He cooed, and you shook your head.
"Words, baby."
"I–I, not here–," You stuttered, but Chan didn't let you finish speaking and pulled your soaked panties to the side and covered his fingers with your slickness as he moved them up and down. You held on his thighs for dear life while he circles his fingers deliciously on your clit. You bite down on your lips to keep your moans at bay.
"Let me hear those precious moans, baby. Louder so that Minho hears." Chan whispered in your ear while he continued his ministrations on you while you were desperate for release.
"Hyung! Breakfast is ready." Minho called from the kitchen. You can feel Chan smirk behind you.
"You want Minho to join?" He asked mischievously. "I can see you're interested, baby."
"What are you talking about?" You managed to say between moans.
"I can see the way you look at him, and he looks interested too."
"Chan, it's not like that."
"Stop playing with me, baby. I know you want Minho, and you've always been such a good girl for me. Good girls deserve rewards, don't they?"
There it is, Chan serving you Minho on a silver platter, but should you really have a taste? Thoughts were running through your head at a hundred miles per hour, you're scared that once you get a taste, you won't be able to stop wanting more.
“But..”
“And honestly? I’m actually dying to see Minho fuck you into oblivion.” He said as an evil smile crept to his face.
"Min." Chan called Minho.
You heard footsteps arriving in the living room, you weren't scared anymore, but you were actually excited to see his reaction when he sees you under Chan's mercy.
"What is—oh my g—" Minho rambled while taking a step back, but he couldn't take his eyes off of you. Flushed cheeks, Chan’s hand on your boob while the other under the blanket doing something nasty. You were a sight to see.
"Hyung?!" He questioned Chan. Hesitant if he should stay or not.
"Go on, baby girl. Tell him what you want."
"I..come closer?" You shyly said, avoiding his gaze.
"Be specific, baby, and look at him when you're speaking," Chan said as he held your jaw upward to face Minho who was waiting in anticipation.
"I..I want you, Min.." You told him, but it came out more like a gasp because Chan inserted a finger in your needy cunt.
Minho looked at Chan for confirmation, and when he nodded, he seemed too eager to come near you and touch you, feel you, and everything else that he quickly sat by your feet. Chan quickly removed the blanket to show Minho what he was doing underneath, and that made his jaw drop to the floor. You were soaking wet, and that was the hottest sight he had ever seen. Chan smirked at Minho’s reaction and removed his fingers from inside you. He offered his fingers to Minho in which he gladly licked to get a taste of you.
"Taste good, doesn't she?" Chan asked.
Chan’s eyes darkened with desire. He never knew how much he wanted to share you with his best friend until now.
"Tastes like heaven," Minho answered and dove right into your aching heat as Chan hooked his hands under your thighs to keep your legs raised and spread to give Minho ease of access.
You tasted so sweet on Minho's tongue, he can't get enough of it, of you. He's always imagined what you would taste like, and when he finally got a chance, he wanted to devour you. He circled his tongue around your clit before sucking it like he meant business. His hands caressing your thighs as he tongue fucks you in the nastiest way. You're eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt yourself getting close, faster than expected. You didn’t expect him to be this skilled, like he already knew what you liked and how you liked it.
"M-Min, you're gonna make me cum.." You whimpered.
"Go on, baby, cum on Minho's mouth." Chan encouraged.
"Cum for me." Minho commands, mouth not leaving your soaking wet pussy, and with that, your first orgasm for the day came crashing through, your whole body shook as you rode out your high, but Minho wasn't stopping. He kept sucking on your sensitive clit, making you shiver, and Chan liked that; it had awakened something primal in him, watching you squirm between them.
"S-stop. I came! I came!" You cried.
"Don't stop, Min. She isn't asking very nicely." Chan flashed him a sly smile.
Minho continued his ministrations, suckling on your overly sensitive clit.
"Please, Min! So sensitive! Aah! Please!" You pleaded as you tried your best to wriggle out of their grip. Minho kissed your clit and let you off now, making you relax.
The next thing you knew, Chan carried you to the bedroom, and the three of you were naked in the middle of the bed with Chan behind you kissing down your neck and back while you made out with Minho, who leaned on the headboard. Their hands explore you, leaving no part untouched. You ran your hands down Minho's torso and left lingering touches on his rock-hard cock.
"Go on, baby. Show Minho what that pretty little mouth can do." Chan whispered in your ear.
You bat your eyelashes at him, and you see his ears turn red. You planted kisses on his neck, biting him a little, careful not to leave a mark. You trailed wet kisses down his torso and stomach until you were level with his painful erection. Your ass in the air for Chan to see and access. Your mouth watered at how big he is and already leaking, you started giving him kitten licks before swallowing him whole, which made him gasp at the contact. When was the last time he had head? He didn't know; all he knew was that your mouth felt so good, wet, and warm. So perfect.
"Fuck. Just like that." Minho cursed, his hand instantly wrapped around your hair.
While you were busy giving Minho the blowjob of his life, Chan landed a few smacks to your ass before he started rubbing his cock on your slit, coating it with your slick. He spat on it before he slowly inserted himself into you. The stretch felt so good, considering you haven't had sex for a good few months due to Chan being busy with work. Your moans sent vibrations on Minho's cock, and that made him almost cum too fast for his liking. You noticed this when you felt his balls tighten, so you popped his cock out of your mouth, drool all over your chin as you gave him a playful smile.
"That's it. Isn't she a good little slut, Min?"
"Fuck yeah. She's doing really good." Minho bit his lip.
Chan flipped you over. You were now leaning against Minho. He played with your nipples while leaving sloppy kisses on your neck and shoulders. You were moaning, practically screaming, when Chan slowly pushed his length in you.
"So fucking wet for us, huh? You like being the center of attention, baby?" Chan said as he slowly bottomed out. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt Chan's cock spreading you open while Minho left kisses on your neck.
Chan started slowly at first before his thrusts became deeper and faster. Minho held your legs apart so Chan could have better access.
".Channie, t-that's so good." You said, almost crying from the pleasure. Your head slowly looked to the side when Minho held your jaw to look straight at Chan, who was fucking you like there was no tomorrow.
“Play with her clit, Min.” Chan commanded.
Minho followed, rubbing delicious circles on your clit as Chan fucked you. Pleasure pulsed through your whole body, making you cum again, this time, more intense than the first.
“F-fuck, you’re pulsing around me, baby. I’m not gonna last long.” Chan groaned. “But I want to cum inside that pretty mouth of yours. Is that okay?”
You nodded, not because you understand, but because you were being fucked dumb.
You were now on all fours. Minho positioned himself behind you while Chan was in front of you. Minho slowly pushed his cock inside your throbbing cunt, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he bottomed out. He finally felt you wrapped around his cock and this was better than what he had imagined last night. You were so perfect and warm. He would give anything to have you again and again.
“Holy shit..Y/N” Minho moaned as he started thrusting into you. He knew right then he isn’t gonna last very long.
You took Chan in your mouth as he bundled your hair into a ponytail. You sucked his still hard cock, tasting your juices on it.
“So good, baby. So good for me and Min.” Chan moaned.
Minho’s thrusts went from fast to erratic. You could feel that he’s almost there while Chan couldn’t take the slow sucking anymore and thrusted his cock into you, making tears run down your cheeks as you choked a little. You felt so warm, so full of Chan and Minho.
“Fuck!” Minho growled as he felt you clench on his cock.
You were cumming again for the third time, still as intense, making your knees weak. Minho gripped your waist to hold you up and landed a smack on your ass before he pulled out and came all over your back and ass. Chan found it so hot watching his best friend cum on you that it made him growl and cum inside your mouth.
You collapsed on the bed, all limp and satisfied. Painted by Chan and Minho’s warmth.
“That was..” You breathed.
“Intense.” Minho said as he wiped your back with wet wipes.
“I think our stay here will be worth our while.” Chan chuckled as he went to get towels.
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⬅ Chapter 6
"Truth or Dare, Dare?" You asked since was your first time to hear such a game. Felix explained the rules to you.
"It's just the same truth or dare, but the person gives you two options for dares instead of one, you just have to pick one though." He explained. You thought it was something complicated, but it turned out to be the same traditional truth or dare, just with more options. “Though, the options are going to get–”
“No spoilers, Lix!” Changbin stopped Felix before he could say anything else and that just made you even more anxious than before.
The game started. It was fun at first, with fun and innocent truths and dares. Everyone was having a blast until it was Minho’s turn to spin the bottle and it landed on you for the first time since the game started, making you gulp.
"Truth or Dare, Dare, Y/N?" Minho asked, looking at you with a challenging smile.
You blinked fast, uncertain about what Minho would ask if you chose truth. However, you were also worried about the dares that you’ll need to choose from. Minho's expression was a blank slate, making it impossible to read what’s going on in his head. He gave you a playful smirk and you knew he was going to give you something difficult, something that would probably make you want to dig a hole and crawl into it until you turn sixty. This was another side of Minho. Aside from sassy and cute, there was also evil Minho.
"Dare, dare!" You confidently said, pushing away all second thoughts. It’s summer, and everyone is having fun; you were going to have fun too. It’s just a game, what could go wrong?
"Ooo! Y/n's getting more adventurous this summer." Felix cheered.
Suddenly, Minho’s phone rang, and you sighed in relief knowing that he's not going to be the one giving you the dares since he passed it to Changbin before he exited to answer the call. You were still worried though since Changbin gave dares to Chan and Hyunjin, and they were not that great either. Changbin flashes an evil grin at you, much similar to Minho.
"Y/n! I dare you to either jump in the pool with only your underwear on or make out for one minute with our birthday boy, Seungmin!" Changbin said with a smug look on his face, proud that he had given you quite daring options. Everyone waited in anticipation for what you were going to choose.
Minho came back after the short phone call, curious about the dares Changbin gave you. When he went back to his seat, he caught your eye and snaked his arm around Hyeri's waist. This made you feel a twinge of jealousy, even though you decided to forget about your feelings and just enjoy everyone's company.
The choices were easy and anyone in the group would give anything to get those choices unlike Chan who had the spice tolerance of a baby, had to either chug a bottle of sriracha or run around Seungmin’s mansion naked with his hands hiding his junk, and Hyunjin who either have to send the dirtiest, nastiest text that Changbin will make and send it to his mother as a prank or do the pocky game with Changbin but they have to get it until it’s 1 cm or less.
You could easily choose to jump in the water and get over it, but you would rather stay dry and warm, especially with the evening wind a little stronger than usual. Kissing Seungmin was also an easy choice because who wouldn’t want to kiss this handsome guy? However, you were worried about what Jisung might think, even though you two aren't technically dating and this is all just a game of truth or dare, but still, you shared a kiss and have been touchy with each other the whole evening. Just then, Jisung leaned in to whisper in your ear.
"The water's cold, so it's best to pick the one where you're not going to get sick." He whispered. “Plus, I think it would be hot to watch you kiss Seung.”
Jisung, as far as you’ve got to know him, was a very chill guy, but you didn’t expect him to be quite…freaky.
"Hey! No coaching!" Changbin yelled.
Jisung nudged you to go for it, kissing your cheek, trying to reassure you.
"I choose Seungmin." You said.
Seungmin was surprised that you chose him. He slowly got up from his seat, nervous about how the situation turned out. You walked to meet Seungmin in the middle of the pergola and stood in front of each other. You could feel everyone's eyes on you, and you swore you saw Minho's eyes roll. You were just as nervous as Seungmin, but he gave you a reassuring smile.
"Hi." He said. “Nervous?”
"A little..you?" You replied, your voice almost breaking.
“Same.” He said with a shaky breath.
"So uh..would you mind if I kiss you?”
“Definitely wouldn’t mind.” Seungmin smiled.
He doesn’t tell you how nervous he is and is trying to keep a straight face even when his ears are already burning red. You placed your hand on his shoulder to pull him closer, narrowing the gap between you and him. Taylor Swift's False God playing faintly in the background.
You looked at him with the same want in your eyes as you slowly leaned to press your lips on him. He quickly returned the kiss and held your hips, which prompted you to snake your arms over his shoulders. Your lips tasted so sweet for him; a mix of cranberry and vodka, and a hint of that strawberry lip gloss you have on.
The kiss deepens as you bite Seungmin's lower lip, making him let out a small moan. You slipped your tongue in his mouth and felt the metal of his braces. Your tongues danced in sync, and you grabbed his hair as he ran his hands all over your back. Jisung’s mouth hung agape, watching you two make out. He knew it would be hot, but he didn’t know it would turn him on so much. You didn’t know how long you were making out with him, but you didn’t want to stop.
"Alright, time's up. Unless you guys want to take it somewhere else." Changbin wiggled his eyebrows. “Or in front of us is perfectly fine.” He winked, which made Jeongin throw a shoe at him in a threatening manner like an angry mother.
You slowly pulled away from Seungmin, feeling flustered at Changbin's words, forgetting that everyone was watching the two of you share a steamy make-out session. Seungmin’s cheeks were flushed, and he secretly hoped you hadn’t felt or seen his dick get hard just by getting his lips devoured by you.
You went back to your seat beside Jisung.
”Fuck, that was so hot.” Jisung whispered in your ear before leaving a kiss.
He held your hand and discreetly brushed it over his bulge. He was hard as a rock just by watching you make out with another guy.
“So you’re freaky like that, huh?” You smirked, finding it cute and hot at the same time. You discreetly squeezed him over his pants to tease him before pulling your hand back.
Everyone continued playing, and it landed on Felix, and he chose to play truth.
"Who is hotter? Hyunjin or Y/N?" Jeongin asked.
"Sorry, Jinnie. I have to go for Y/N on this one." He said, making Hyunjin whine.
"Are you for real? Wait 'til we get home." Hyunjin said, and Felix just laughed.
Then Felix spun the bottle, and it landed on Minho, and he chose dare.
"I dare you to either throw Hyeri in the pool or kiss Y/n," Felix said in a challenging voice.
Minho raised his brow, looking intrigued by the dares his brother gave him. Surely he didn't want to throw Hyeri into the pool because it was cold, and as much as he wanted to kiss you, he didn’t want to hurt Hyeri. Everyone went silent in anticipation of Minho's choice. Felix knew what he was doing. He wanted Minho to choose because he knew about the feelings you had for his brother since ancient times, but his brother just won't admit that the feeling is mutual.
Hyeri didn't even say a word, completely oblivious to the growing tension between you and Minho. You stared at him with those beautiful eyes he loved, and it almost broke his moral standing. Suddenly, Minho shook his head, breaking the trance and swept Hyeri off her feet and tossed her into the pool while everyone shouted and cheered. You weren't pleased about this at all. Even though you kind of disliked Hyeri, you didn't want her to catch a cold. Seungmin then ordered his butler to fetch some towels and a clean set of clothes for Hyeri.
Surprisingly, Hyeri wasn't even the least bit mad at Minho for throwing her into the cold pool; in fact, she seemed quite pleased that he didn't choose to kiss you at all. When she first saw you at the bar, she sensed a different vibe from you, and she somehow felt threatened. Minho had also been treating her differently lately, making her doubt, but now, everything seemed clear to Hyeri. All she knew was that Minho chose her over you, and she was content with that.
"Well done, hyung." Felix smiled proudly at Minho, but he just glared at poor Felix, clearly not impressed.
The game stopped since everyone was either drunk or just bored since it was already 3 am. Felix was already canoodling with Hyunjin in the jacuzzi while Minho and Jeongin walked Hyeri home, but they promised they’ll be back. Changbin, Jisung, 0and Chan were playing beer pong despite all the drinks you had. You swore these guys have strong livers as none of them showed any signs of intoxication. You and Seungmin were having light conversation by the pool bench.
"Why do you work at Books N' Hooks?" You asked him since he told you he had a monthly allowance from his parents, and the amount was definitely enough to last for months for an average citizen.
"I like it there. I’ve loved the place since I moved here. The money I earn from working there is what I use on a daily like food, essentials, and all. My allowance just goes to savings and some of it to charity." He explained. However, you thought to yourself that he clearly doesn’t need to save that much because this guy probably has a trust fund that could last for decades. He is just that down-to-earth, generous, and responsible with the money he receives which turns you on so much.
"Kudos to you, Seung." You said.
You pour wine into your wine glasses then said cheers! before drinking it up. Your cheeks were already flushed, and your vision was slightly blurry. All the different kinds of alcohol you drank tonight were starting to take effect.
"I think you're drunk, Y/n." Seungmin chuckled at your flushed face.
You hooked your arms on his and laid your head on his shoulder, scooting in closer.
"Nooo, I'm not. I'm perfectly A-ok." You said and reached for the wine.
"Alright, that's enough drinking for one night." Seungmin chuckled at your response before taking the wine and putting it away from you so you don’t drink some more.
“It’s still early. Wanna do something?”
“Oh yeah? What are you suggesting?” He cocked an eyebrow.
“I don’t know.” You shrugged. “Wanna make out?” You suddenly blurted your inner thoughts out loud.
“What?”
“Sorry, just kidding. It was meant to be an inner thou—oh shi-wait.” You were panicking, your words coming out of your mouth like word vomit, but Seungmin cut you off and crashed his lips on yours. The kiss was sloppy and needy like both of you were starved even though you just tasted each other's lips earlier.
“Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself,” Seungmin said in between kisses. “I love that strawberry lip gloss you have on. I think I’m addicted.”
The kiss was getting heated, hands roaming and groping everywhere they could reach. A button from Seungmin’s shirt popped, revealing his smooth, toned chest, and you couldn’t help but kiss him there. Seungmin could already feel his pants tighten as you tried to leave a mark on his chest; his scent was intoxicating more than the different kinds of alcohol you had all night.
Everything just happened so fast, one moment you were making out by the pool, and now you found yourself on Seungmin’s soft bed with him on top of you, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck, and everything else was a blur.
You woke up with a throbbing headache as the light shined through the balcony door. This is definitely a good reason not to mix what you're drinking with every alcohol available. You opened your eyes and realized you weren't at home, and that you were in someone else's bed, lying on someone’s chest.
You quickly sat up when you realized it was Seungmin's room, and beside you was a shirtless Seungmin who was snoring softly. You rushed to the bathroom to fix yourself, and only then did you realize you were only wearing panties and a baseball jersey that had a KIM 11 printed on the back that reached your thighs. After freshening up, you stepped out of the bathroom. Seungmin was already awake and sitting on the bed, scrolling on his phone.
“My baseball jersey looks good on you.” He smiled.
“Then I’m keeping it.” You giggled.
You sat beside Seungmin on the bed and watched the videos on his phone. Suddenly, it occurred to you that you don’t remember anything that happened last night besides making out with him by the pool. You kept glancing at him. You want to ask him the question, but you’re too embarrassed since you really don’t remember anything last night.
“We didn’t have sex last night if that’s what’s on your mind.” He answered as if he just read your mind.
“R-really? But I remember making out with you..” You awkwardly replied.
“Yeah, and you passed out.” He snorted.
“What?” Your face was now burning with embarrassment.
Seungmin laughed, recalling the events that happened last night. You thought he’d be disappointed about you leaving him all hot and horny, but he’s having the laugh of his life while he explained what happened. Apparently, when he was leaving kisses on your neck and chest, you actually snored loudly. He explained that you were already half-naked when you passed out, so he put you in his button-up baseball tee to cover you up, and then he actually passed out beside you since his head was also spinning from all the moving around.
After having a good laugh, you collected your things that Seungmin’s maid had neatly folded into a paper bag. He lent you a pair of sweatpants and slippers so you could go home comfortably.
“You sure you don’t want to stay for breakfast?” He asked with his puppy dog eyes as he held your hand.
“Maybe another time. I wanna go home before Jeongin does.” You replied.
“I’ll hold on to that.”
“Thanks for last night, Seung.” You kissed him on his cheek before you hopped in the car that Seungmin asked for to take you home.
“I’ll see you later, Y/n.”
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⬅ Chapter 5
After breakfast, you went to town to buy a gift for Seungmin. You didn't know what he liked since you had just met once, but you tried your best to guess by listening to how Minho and Felix described him and his personality. You went to the day market and bought him a cute, woven bracelet with an adorable puppy charm that resembled a Golden Retriever, hoping he would like it.
When evening came, you slipped into your best party dress—a sexy black outfit that accentuated your figure. You completed the look with heels, makeup, and a touch of body shimmer. When you were done getting ready, you went downstairs and found Felix waiting for you, dressed in black pants with a loose-fitting button-up shirt. He looked stylish as always.
He mentioned that Minho used their car to pick up Hyeri, so the two of you would go together in your car, with Felix volunteering to drive. Jeongin promised to come later because he apparently has a stomachache from all the drinking he did with his friends the night before. You both got in the car and drove to Seungmin's house, but when you arrived, calling it a house was an understatement. It was a large estate, a huge mansion sitting atop a hill with an amazing view of the town.
"Holy hell, this is Seungmin's house?! This is straight out of a crazy rich asians book!" You exclaimed as you peeked out of the window in awe of the beautiful place you had just arrived in. Felix just chuckled at your cute reaction.
You arrived at the front of the house and a valet was waiting. The two of you walked inside and found it was already packed with people and the place was buzzing with music. You made your way to the backyard, where the party was happening. There, you saw people in the swimming pool, some people dancing on the dance floor while the dj plays an awesome dance mix, and other people gathered at the mini bar by the pool, and tables and chairs lined the yard. You were in awe of the place, but now, you started to worry about the gift you bought for Seungmin. He probably owned a lot of expensive stuff that was way better than the bracelet you got at the day market. Still, you decided you would give it to him; after all, it was better than showing up empty-handed.
"Glad you guys could make it!" Seungmin arrived with a huge smile on his face, his braces showing. Never have you ever seen a man look that good with braces on.
He is dressed in a black long-sleeve polo leaving two buttons open revealing his collarbone and an expensive looking silver chain necklace, hands adored with silver and gold rings, black pants with a fancy belt, and black leather boots. He also wore earrings which surprisingly looked good on him and his hair was styled differently with his bangs pushed back. Seungmin looked like a regular person yesterday working at Books N' Hooks with a white polo shirt, shorts and his hair down into a regular shaggy bowl cut, but now he looked expensive. Very expensive. Someone whose bad side you don't want to get into.
"Happy birthday, Seungmin!" You greeted.
"Thanks, Y/N? Well, don’t you look stunning!" He said and hugged you.
He led you and Felix to a pergola behind the bar, it was decorated nicely with fairy lights and there you found two long couches, a loveseat, and five other guys and a girl, in which you recognized some of them, Hyunjin, Jisung, and Minho and beside Minho was Hyeri. Han quickly stood up, greeted you, and gave you a hug.
"Hey!” Felix looked at the two unfamiliar men seated on one couch. “This is Y/N, mine and Minho's childhood friend and Jeongin's sister." Felix introduced you and you waved.
"Damn! I didn't know Jeongin had such a beautiful sister!" The guy with the impressive, muscular arms, and black hair with gray highlights exclaimed.
Two of the guys who were new to your sight approached you.
"I'm Changbin. Super long-term friends with your brother." He winked, making you blush at his boldness.
"Hey Y/N. Remember me?" The guy with jet-black hair wearing earrings, shorts, and a black patterned short-sleeved shirt approached you. He looked oddly familiar, and then it hit you.
"Oh my gosh! Channie?" You exclaimed and hugged him, and he hugged you back, happy that you recognized him. "You look so different than before, but in a good way!" You said, still in awe at the striking, handsome man in front of you. Chan was a small and timid boy back then, but now he’s all grown up, aged like fine wine. With broad shoulders and a solid build. He was definitely eye candy.
"You guys know each other?" Changbin asked. Felix doesn’t even remember you participated in that pageant, so he was just as surprised when you said you knew Chan.
"Yeah. Channie was my escort in Little Miss Crystal Bay when I was six!" You excitedly said.
"Wow, hyung, you're so old." Seungmin teased, and everyone laughed.
Everybody found their seats, and you found yourself squeezed between Jisung and Felix on the small loveseat. A butler had brought drinks for everyone, and Seungmin decided to stay since he was tired of going around entertaining other people and strangers. He preferred to stay with his best friends, his kind of people. Chan raised a glass of champagne, and everyone grabbed theirs.
"Cheers to the birthday boy, Seungmin!" He said, and all of you clinked your glasses and drank the champagne.
As the night deepens, you have already had a lot to drink. Everyone was having fun chatting as if they hadn't seen each other in years, but that’s just how they felt after being apart for days. Jeongin had also arrived, not wanting to miss the party.
You and Jisung have been a little touchy here and there, stealing small, chaste kisses but no one seemed to notice except Minho. Jisung was whispering sweet nothings to your ear, both of you engulfed in your little world while Minho’s eyes were shooting Jisung daggers. If looks could kill, Jisung would probably be six feet under five minutes ago. Minho tried to shake off the feeling, distracting himself so he doesn’t look a little obvious, but Hyeri noticed that he was staring a little too long, but she tried to shake off the feeling, thinking Minho was just protective of you since his stories about you contained that you were like a little sister to him. But she couldn’t help but ask to clear things up.
“You okay?” Hyeri asked Minho.
“What? Yeah. Why?” He replied.
“You’ve been staring at her since she got here.”
“Just protective. You know me, babe.” Minho reassured her even though there was more to just being protective of you.
Hyeri nodded.
“It’s Jisung. He’s your best friend. You know you can trust him.”
“I know.” Minho acknowledged and turned his attention fully to Hyeri instead of stealing glances of you.
You were already getting a little tipsy and wanted to use the bathroom. You stood up, and Seungmin volunteered to take you to use the bathroom in his room to avoid drunk people in the common bathrooms downstairs and near the pool.
You entered his house, still in awe of how big and elegant it was, even with your vision slightly blurred from the tipsiness. Seungmin led you down a hallway and then entered a large room. It had a black and white theme, with framed posters of his favorite baseball team. The room was very clean and smelled divine. His room could fit the entire living room and kitchen of your vacation home.
"The bathroom's right over here." He said as he opened the black sliding door revealing an enormous bathroom. It had a spacious shower room, a wide sink area and a huge lit mirror, his skin care all neatly arranged in a small cabinet and a small refrigerator beside it, there was also a bath tub near the window and the thing that made it look very bougie was the chandelier and the marble floors. Everything was in exaggeration.
You shook your head and focused, remembering you still had the small pouch in your purse where the bracelet was. You took it out and handed it to Seungmin which surprised him.
"I got you something." You said then bit your lip to hide your anticipation.
"What's this?" He asked with a smile creeping up to his face as he accepted it. He opens the small pouch and gets the bracelet.
"It isn't much but I thought of you when I picked it out." You said, scratching your cheek with your finger hoping he would like it despite it being cheaper than the Rolex he had on.
"It’s so cute, I love it! Thank you so much Y/n." He said and hugged you. He removed his Rolex and replaced it with the bracelet you bought him which surprised you. "Well, to be honest, it's not really my birthday today." He sheepishly admitted.
"What do you mean? Everybody was greeting you." You asked.
"Well, it's just an excuse to throw a party when I feel like it and everyone in town knows it but greets me anyway." Seungmin explained. "Are you mad?"
"Why would I be?" You said. "Consider that bracelet my welcome to my life gift instead just like the coupon you gave me!" You smiled then suddenly cringing at your own words.
"Glad to be a part of your life, Y/n." He gave you a soft smile.
He raised his wrist, admiring the bracelet you had given him. At first you thought he was just being nice but you could see how his eyes sparkled when he looked at the bracelet and that's when you knew he was genuinely happy with it.
You entered the bathroom and did your business, then walked out to find Seungmin sitting on his bed, taking pictures of the bracelet you gave him.
“I’m posting this on insta.” Seungmin smiled.
“Don’t forget to mention me.” You said.
You walk towards Seungmin on the bed and sat beside him. You complimented his room aesthetic and somehow got lost in conversation. You had a great time getting to know him even just for a few short minutes.
“Oh shit. Look at the time!” You said as you checked the wall clock on top of Seungmin’s bed. “We’ve been gone for like forever.”
“They probably wouldn’t mind.” He shrugged. “Besides, I’m having fun talking to you.”
“I’m having fun, too. But seriously, Felix just texted me asking if we’re having a little ‘rendezvous’ and if we need him to distract everyone.” You snort at Felix’s text.
“Maybe we can ‘rendezvous’ another time?” Seungmin wiggled his eyebrows cheekily, attempting to joke around.
“We’ll see where the tides will take us.” You playfully said as you stood up and offered your hand to Seungmin.
Together, you head back to the group. He placed his hand on the small of your back as you went down the stairs. Suddenly, a girl approached the two of you. She exuded an air of affluence, much like Seungmin did. She is dressed in an elegant red dress with gold accessories, and her makeup was flawless. Her entire outfit must have cost a fortune, as you saw her clad in luxury brands, though she reeked of alcohol. She looked at you up and down with disgust.
"So this is the girl you're ditching me for?" She scoffed, and Seungmin sighed in frustration.
"What are you doing here, Aera?" He asked her.
"I dropped by to see you because I missed you. Your mom—" Seungmin cut her off.
"How many times have I told all of you that I am not interested!" Seungmin said, his tone tinged with anger.
"But I am! And I won't stop. I know it's not impossible, the longer I linger around, you'll learn to love me!" Aera declared.
Seungmin attempted to lead you around Aera so that the two of you could get away from her, but she stood in your way.
"Let us through, Aera," Seungmin said through gritted teeth, attempting to not cause a scene.
"No! I'm not letting you leave with some random regular girl you found. I'm better than her!" She whined and instantly grabbed your hair like a maniac, as opposed to her elegant look.
Seungmin quickly slapped her arm away before she could pull you down the stairs. She looked like she had too much to drink, and Seungmin wasn't having it right now. He took out his phone and texted someone, and in a few minutes, two security guards escorted her out of the property as she yelled threatening words at you.
"I'm so sorry, Y/n." Seungmin apologized as he attempted to fix your hair or at least make it look decent. “Does it hurt?”
"Not really, angry ex?" You shrugged.
He explained the whole situation as you walked back to the pergola. Seungmin and Aera have known each other since childhood, and their parents have wanted them to get married in hopes of strengthening their companies. His mother and father never forced him on the matter and valued what Seungmin wanted, but Aera was persistent. She was obsessed. Even Aera’s parents couldn't control her anymore, but they tried as much as they could.
"Woah, did you guys just fuck?" Changbin asked, amused.
Those words made your cheeks flush with embarrassment, and Seungmin flustered.
"What? No! Just got stuck with conversation on the way back." Seungmin explained.
"Then, can you explain why Y/n's hair is a mess and why you took so long to get back?" Hyunjin smirked.
"Seung, you're my best friend, but I swear to God.." Jeongin threatened.
"Shut up!" Seungmin sighed and explained what happened with Aera.
Based on their reactions, they all knew about Seungmin's situation, but Jeongin’s face couldn’t hide the anger he’s feeling that Aera had hurt you.
By 1:00 am, people were starting to leave and thanked Seungmin for a great party. Everyone else was gone by 2:30 am, and the only ones left were the ones with you in the pergola.
You all continued drinking and chatting until Hyunjin suggested that you play a drinking game to add some spice to the night. Seungmin got the cards out, but they turned out to be cards with drinking games written on them. He shuffled the cards and laid them on the table as if they were tarot cards.
"Y/n! Since you're new, you get to pick a card." Seungmin said, and everyone looked in anticipation as you selected a random card. You hand it over to Seungmin, and he reads it.
"Nice luck, Y/N!" He chirped. "We're going to play Truth or Dare, Dare."
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⬅ Chapter 4
"Dude, you and Felix?" Jeongin cringed.
"Shut up! We just went to town, you know like we always did before." You said and rolled your eyes walking past him.
"But you never hug Felix like that." Jeongin whined.
"Ew! You were stalking me outside?" You raised your eyebrow.
"I just happen to be on the way out when I saw the two of you at the porch!" Jeongin replied. "But seriously Y/N. Don't." He firmly said.
You understood what he meant. The four of you were childhood friends, and if you ended up with one of the brothers, there is a chance for conflict. If things don’t work out, it could damage your entire friendship, affecting everyone, especially Jeongin. He valued you as his sister and the friendship the four of you shared. He didn’t want to be put in a position where he had to choose sides if things go down.
"Stop!" You said. "There’s nothing going on with me and Felix!"
"Okay. Good." Jeongin said and put on his hoodie and bag.
"Where are you going?" You asked him.
"Out with Hyunjin and another friend." He said.
"You're leaving me alone?" You said, scared of the thought of being home alone.
"You're a grown up now, deal with it." Jeongin rolled his eyes. "Call over Felix or something, but don't do anything stupid." He said then left.
You didn't like being alone, you were traumatized once when you were left alone when you were 14, and two robbers broke into your house.
You decided to text Felix to see if you could come over and watch a movie with him, to which he immediately replied, “Yes.” You changed into comfortable clothes, shorts, and a fitting shirt. You locked your house and went next door, knocking on the door. You expected Felix to answer the door, but instead it was Minho. You swallowed hard and greeted him. You didn’t expect him to be home on a beautiful summer night.
"Hey, Min!" You waved.
"Hey! Come in." Minho opened the door for you. "Where's Jeongin?" He asked.
"He's out with some friends." You answered as you took off your slippers and entered their house.
Minho led you to the living room. You sat on the couch; this was the couch where you used to build forts with them. It’s old and a little tattered due to kitty claws, but it’s full of memories. Suddenly, Minho sat beside you, so close that his arm brushed against you. He got the remote and turned the TV on. You couldn't help but stare in awe at this gorgeous man right beside you. Just when you finally decided that you were going to get over him and forget the feelings you felt for him, everything came rushing back the second he sat beside you, and when you inhaled his dreamy scent like it was something like a love potion.
You were looking around the room, trying to avoid his gaze, when you noticed his cats–Soonie, Doongie, and Dori sitting on the cat tree. You decided to walk over there and pet them, hoping to decrease the building tension between you and him.
"I missed you three." You cooed and pet them one by one. Soonie was the cuddliest among the three, and he started rubbing his face on your hand.
"How about the fourth cat?" Minho suddenly came up behind you, which startled you.
"You have a fourth cat?!" You asked in surprise. All you knew was that there were three, and Minho hated it when you forgot any detail about his cats.
"Me." He pouted, looking all cute. Minho rarely acts cute, and when he does, it always makes your heart flutter.
"I missed this cat, too." You said and petted him on the head as if he were a cat, and he pretended to purr, which made you giggle.
“What brings you here, anyway? Weren’t you just out with Felix the whole day?” Minho asked, curious as to why you had come over when you had just spent the whole day with Felix.
“Can I stay over? Jeongin went out, and I don’t like being alone.”
“Of course you can.” He said and ruffled your hair, as if you were his little sister.
"Where's Felix anyways?" You asked Minho.
"He's in the kitchen making brownies." Minho winked playfully.
"Brownies? Since when did he learn to bake? And why do you look suspicious when you said brownies?" You asked.
You were surprised at the thought of Felix baking because he had never known how to cook before and almost burned their house down while frying an egg.
"He took baking classes last summer. His brownies are the best, I tell you." Minho said and did a chef's kiss. “But let me warn you, they’re a little..out of this world.”
“He’s making edibles?!” You replied in shock. That was a big character leap. The cute, little, innocent Felix is now baking edibles. Since when?
“Hey! How do you know about edibles?”
“I may have tried a few during some frat parties.” You confessed.
“You naughty girl.” Minho laughed.
A few moments later, you could smell the brownies from the oven, so you went to check on Felix in the kitchen.
"Those brownies smell amazing!" You said and saw Felix putting the brownies on the cooling rack.
"They taste amazing as they smell. Trust me." He proudly said.
Then you remembered, those aren’t regular brownies. You lightly slapped him on his arm.
“Since when did you start doing that, huh?” You huffed, gesturing at the brownies he just made.
“Uh, since college?” He stated it like it were a matter of fact.
A few moments later, when the brownies were cool, you all took a small piece to taste, and Minho was right; they tasted heavenly. They were going to keep these so they could bring them when they hang out at Hyunjin’s next time.
"This is so good!" You complimented him, which made him shy.
You each took a square piece and ate it. You didn’t really mind getting high with them. Hell, you trust them even with your life. Thankfully, their mom isn’t home, saying that she’s out of town visiting a friend, so you had the house all to yourselves.
You settled down on the beanbag chair in the living room while Felix and Minho brought pillows and sheets to build a fort on the couch just like the old times. Minho put on the horror movie that Felix asked for, even though he knew how scared Felix would get, and then you all settled down inside the fort that they built.
When the brownies kicked in, you three were a laughing mess. Instead of getting scared of the movie, you laughed at everything. Mocking the ghosts and laughing at the dumb characters, saying if it were the three of you, you would’ve survived that house of horrors. You finished the first movie giggling like teenage girls, then put on another horror film to laugh at.
You felt comfortable sitting between them. You lay your head on Felix’s shoulder as you all mellowed down. You felt like you were floating. It’s been a while since you last got high and shit, you missed that out-of-this-world feeling.
“You feeling okay?” Felix asked as he tucked away a stray hair behind your ear.
“Yeah. Never better.” You smiled like an idiot, which made Felix laugh softly.
Minho noticed you and Felix getting a bit too comfortable with each other, so to distract you, he laid comfortably on your lap, startling you, but it was working. You ran your fingers through his hair, earning a soft hum of contentment from him.
“Comfy?” You asked Minho.
“Yeah. I like this.” He replied, adjusting his head on your lap.
Your attention went back to Felix as you caught a whiff of his scent. Your senses were heightened, from touch to smell, to feel, everything.
“What perfume are you wearing, Lix? Smells so good.” You said as you nuzzled your face into his neck.
“I’m not wearing any.” Felix chuckled.
Without a thought, you planted a gentle kiss on his neck as you admired his alluring smell. He insisted he didn’t wear any perfume, but to you, he still smelled amazing, a captivating blend of musk and something uniquely his. That kiss sent a shiver down his spine. You had never kissed him like that before. You had only kissed him on the cheek before when you were excited about something, but this felt different, it felt intimate, and it left a lingering feeling of a different kind of excitement.
“Mm, if you do that again, I’m gonna go feral,” Felix said in a low voice.
“Do what?” Minho asked, oblivious to what just happened.
“This.” You said and kissed Minho on his neck. You trailed wet kisses from his neck to his earlobe. Minho closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of your soft, wet lips against his skin.
“You’re right, Lix. It might make me feral, too.” Minho sighed.
“Do you know how hot you look right now?” Felix said, looking you straight in your eyes as he cupped your cheek.
“I am aware, yes.” You gave him a cheeky grin before crashing your lips into his.
The kiss was hot, needy, and messy. It was your first kiss with Felix. Never in your life did you think you’d be kissing him, your childhood friend, best friend, neighbor. It felt so good. It felt electric. You pulled him by his shirt to deepen the kiss, wanting more of him. Felix groaned, feeling an erection coming on with how hot you were. His hands found their way to your neck, pulling you closer, not wanting to let you go. He slid his tongue into your mouth, and you gladly sucked on it, causing him to moan. Your tongues danced in harmony as you became lost in the moment.
Minho sat up straight and carefully ran his hands on your waist, slipping them under your shirt to feel your bare skin. You looked so hot making out with his brother, but he wished it were him instead. He wondered how it would feel if you kissed him, but as high as he is like you are right now, he still had the strength to restrain himself from kissing you. He wanted you so bad, but his morals got the best of him. He had a girlfriend, and kissing you would be unfair to her. He had already crossed a line when he allowed you to kiss him on his neck but then again, it would only be that and nothing more.
“Is anyone else hungry?” He asked, trying to change the mood.
You pulled away from your hot make-out session with Felix and realized that you were starving. Felix also felt his stomach growling.
“Yeah. I’m starving.” You said.
“As much as it was fun making out with Y/N, I am feeling kinda hungry too,” Felix chuckled.
The munchies had kicked in. Minho cooked microwave popcorn while you and Felix ate some leftover cake in the fridge. You fed Minho a piece but almost missed his mouth causing chocolate icing to smear on his cheek which made you laugh.
“You have bad aim, you know?” Minho said as he wiped the icing off his face.
“At least everything still went in.” You shrugged, suppressing a laugh. Before licking the remaining icing from his face, which surprised him.
“Y/N. Think fast!” Felix called and tossed a Skittle in the air.
You successfully caught it with your mouth, which earned a cheer from both of them. The three of you spent a good time binge eating everything you found, from chips to sweets, even rice and nori. After that, you went to Felix’s bedroom to play card games, but only realizing you were too high to play properly and just ended up telling ridiculous stories until you all drifted to sleep.
Morning came, and you woke up in the middle of Felix and Minho, all cuddled up on you. You were lying on Felix's chest with your arm across his stomach and your legs tangled with his, while Minho's arm was around your waist and his face was all buried at the back of your neck. This was nothing like your experience with them before, even when you were kids and you had a sleepover.
"Oh shit,” You cursed under your breath, gently removing Minho's arm around your waist, careful not to wake him up.
You sat up and tried to carefully get out of bed, but they shifted in their sleep.
"Good morning to you, too, Y/N," Felix said, which startled you. His regular voice was deep, but his morning voice dropped a few octaves, which sounded incredibly hot.
"Stay for breakfast. I'll cook your favorite pancakes." Minho said and got out of bed. His hair was messy, and a hint of drool stained his lips, but he was still very handsome.
"I should go home. Jeongin is probably looking for me." You said it as an excuse because you felt awkward, remembering the steamy events of last night.
"Since when did he go looking for you?" Felix laughed. They seemed unbothered, or maybe they had already forgotten what had happened last night.
"Fine. I'm staying for breakfast, but I want four pancakes." You said in defeat and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Minho started cooking pancakes while Felix made coffee. You went downstairs and sat on the kitchen counter, observing them. Felix handed you a cup of coffee, and you thanked him. Minho finished cooking the pancakes and gave you a plate of four giant pancakes already drizzled with your favorite maple syrup with butter on top. You thanked Minho, and all of you dug in.
"Oh! By the way, are you going to Seungmin's later?" Minho asked Felix.
"What kind of a friend am I if I'm not going? Besides, it's a birthday blast theme. I think it's gonna be fun." Felix said, and you remembered Seungmin invited you to come over to his house tonight.
"It's his birthday today?" You asked.
"You know Seungmin?" Minho asked, puzzled.
"I introduced them yesterday, and yes, it's kinda his birthday," Felix answered with a chuckle.
"Then I should probably get him something!"
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♡ Pairing : skz members x f! reader (won’t put specific pairing so as not to spoil the entire storyline)
♡ Genre : romance, eventual smut, angst, fluff
♡ Reader discretion advised : 18+ nsfw, explicit sexual content in some chapters, mature language, mentions of death. I will not put any more specific warnings to avoid spoiling the story. This story is a little inspired by The Summer I Turned Pretty. Read at your own risk!
♡ Summary: Summer was your favorite time of the year. There was just something about summer that made you fall in love with it. The salty sea, the warm sun, the white sand, and cute bikinis, it was everything for you.
What happens when you share your summer with 8 boys?
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Chapters:
1: The Summer at Crystal Bay
2: Tequila State of Mind
3: Kisses & Misses
4: A Date with Felix Lee
5: Movie Night
「chapters will be updated every wednesday」
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