idk how to format this, however, while i am still gone and doing school stuff you can request:
skz reactions & scenarios
specific/any member(s) is okay!
i dont have any rules/terms and conditions for requests yet, just be respectful and kind when requesting, and keep in mind that i'll try to write as much as i can in my own pace.
warning: kind of possessive/yandere behavior (expect mentions of locking someone up and all that), grammatical errors, this is word vomit/brainrot
just... seungmin who dislikes it when you’re partnered with someone else he feels to be a bad person. (read: he’s jealous of)
someone he truly despises for you to be around. someone he rather witness dying than next to you to the extent he comes lurking around in the dark just to watch over you, feel his blood boil and pull you close to him and whine silently. the said bad person watching whatever he is doing.
you would be talking to that person cheerfully, indulging in their interest because that’s what partners do in the job; to create connections to trust each other. whether they mean well or not, conspiring against you or not.
it’s the same old rules everybody is following.
but seungmin is already at his limited capacity of seeing you with people he doesn’t like. just because he knows you’re capable of protecting yourself doesn’t mean he can do his job well rest assured of your being and not be around within a fair distance from you.
admit it or not, you love it when he’s like this too. all yours, clingy and adorable.
your partner understands your situation. sending you off with a smile while seungmin wears a scowl on his face. he could practically growl at the person, but he wouldn’t show such a shameful and lame act in front of you.
“aren’t you cute today too,”
“no, im not.”
you could only chuckle lovingly as he brings you close to his body. pining you on the corner of a hallway no one goes around nor passes by. it’s a perfect place to hide and let seungmin succumb to his awful feelings. let it absorb him, corrupt him until he’s feeling better himself within your company. he doesn’t need to know you enjoy it too, his state of being, a rare seungmin who dislikes something with a passion that gets to his head like so.
he wouldn’t go as far as anything beyond, really. he would only embrace you as though his life depends on it. as though if he let you go, you’d be astray and led to that person he dislikes. yeah, sure, that person’s your partner, so? seungmin is too, he’s been always your partner.
why couldn’t they simply understand you’re more capable of doing a lot, showing a lot of your abilities with him than you do with others?
sure, it’s for your own sake of diversity. to test your capabilities to connect with other people. but, as your prolonged partner, as your fucking lover—he hates everything they throw and drags you in.
seungmin is well aware of your line of work. emotions shouldn’t meld with work. however, no one has told him off yet. no one has said anything in regard to his behavior. which means he gets to be feeling like garbage you’re ready to throw but kept forgetting.
he’d be that. if it means stealing you away from that person. he’s willing to be the one inconsiderate of anything just so he knows you’re out of that person’s sight. let his emotions run wild only for you, chan wouldn’t mind him in trouble at times.
“i need to get back,” you say it like you’re happy without him. “you know i’ll come back home to you,” then why don’t you just stay home? “seungmin-ah, i love to have you like this, but wouldn’t it upset chan and the others? we always disappear at such an inconvenient time. he’d punish us to de—”
he couldn’t take it. and took your lips to his. he wants to cry. this churning feeling inside of him makes him fucking sick to his stomach and his heart aches so badly. why couldn’t you just stay? why does it have to be this way?
he pushes his tongue inside, and his grasp on your waist and your head leads you closer and closer to melt with him. tongues don’t dance with each other nor does it battle for dominance. with how hopelessly he clings to you, you seem to let him lead and take it well. like the good lover, you are. so good it drives him insane. this is why he doesn’t like anyone around you than himself.
you let him do whatever he wants to. indulging in his wildest fantasy because it’s you. you let him corrupt and break you, make you fall apart, and dance around the palm of his hand like some mindless doll you are. but you give him so much love and comfort he understands well enough that you don’t need him. he needs you. seungmin needs you. always.
all his diary entry is about you. how you’re doing. how you’re holding up. how amazing you are. how much love he has for you. how you’re exceptionally ethereal. how you’re holding the best smile, the strongest body. how he loves you most. you. and you. how could it not be you? when one looks your way, he’s greedy, he’s loving, he’s hurtful to others, he’s so loving, so lovely, so sad and happy, feeling so good and well—he feels like a child at times. he’s stubborn as one, demanding as one, clingy as one, and loving as one.
having you all to himself when all there is to him is nothing but you. you accept him for who he is even when bloodshed comes to trigger your very being.
but isn’t it all for you? that, you understand. also, it’s your work too. to mindlessly kill whoever chan assigns you to. you’re so obedient you didn’t know how seungmin had you in shambles. crying in pleasure. begging for more. crying out your love for him like no other. as if seungmin is your life source. as if there’s no one to lean on than him. your only hope, your only love, your life, seungmin.
kissing him and allowing him to corrupt your everything because that’s what you’re best at. obeying him and controlling his emotions though you also let them run wild as yours get to that point too. he breaks into your world and invites you to his, only to create a new one where anything is allowed. though there are a few limits to which you don’t mind.
after all, all you need to do is be faithful and love seungmin the way you want to be loved in return. it’s never a contract. fuck chan for saying that.
you love seungmin so dearly that you can never think of cheating, even when chan presents himself to be better. no one is compared to your seungmin. he never has to do anything to be better. he’s beyond everything and he’s yours.
he’s so adorable it hurts. “i love you seungmin, i’ll have chan know we can go back to being partners.” he puffs his cheeks again, looking the other way blushing.
“i can endure it longer, i’ll be considerate for a little while.” you kiss him while giggling, running your hands through his hair despite it was dribbling with sweat from lovemaking a few moments ago. of course, it leads to that, and it’s amazing. “i don’t want you around that person, but i don’t mind you earning experience from someone else than me.”
“pfft—you say it as if i’m going to sleep with them or something.”
he whines, bumping his head on you and rubbing it together before he’s decided to lick and bite your cheeks.
“if you do, i’ll break you. i’ll lock you here; you can never go out without my permission. i will never allow you to see anyone nor interact with anyone but me—”
“if i do, but i won’t so...”
again, he feels a bit sluggish, more overwhelmed, and loved.
“i know. all the more reason to love and keep you away from pests.”
a/n: i wrote this when i woke up at 4am like....that's unhealthy.... but also seungmin jelly. u can think of them as mafias or assassins but yeah they do crazy shit for a job (not a snippet of wip but kinda somehow related--i talk too much so I decided to put my rambling here at the end bye)
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, love love︱warning: grammar mistakes, not proofread, i love jeongin
a/n: HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ i have no lover but i have skz so for this day, I put their (title?)names as how I call them usually. if u have no one today too, pls consider my hug and love (づ￣ ³￣)づ~♡
a/n: hello again, i kind of want to keep the names like these for future posts too so tell me if you like them(♡˙︶˙♡)
⸝⸝channie♡ᵎ
— dysfunctions
— you can say bang_chan.exe has stopped working
— he told you to stay behind while he finishes work, and listening to his songs on your phone with headphones, watching clips of him—there would slip a “pfft—chan, i love you.”
— will not move until all is well processed in his head, or you gave up on being embarrassed alone and shared it with him by planting your head on his shoulder or you would curl behind him like a ball as he approaches you, wrapping himself around you with such a smug teasing grin
— “again?” but you wouldn’t be able to, because you know he's teasing you. “heheh, i love you too!”
⸝⸝lino♡ᵎ (i also call him mimo)
— (almost) breaks neck
— both of you had decided to work on things (read: separation to control urges) in different rooms on the couches with open doors. scrolling through your work and suddenly, you decide to turn your head for a quick glance which he did the same, you chuckled, whispering “i love you” because you thought he saw you already, why back down now?
— but upon him being aware of what you just said, silence ensues, you’re doing your thing on your device now, completely embarrassed, while he, staring at you with eyes blown wide waiting and waiting
— until he decided to take matters into his own hands
— wraps arms around your neck, whispering “i love you too,”
— now you’re both flustered idiots and abandoned work
⸝⸝binnie♡ᵎ
— (kind of) chokes but pulled it off nicely by giggling (read: coughing)
— it was after his workout routine, only left was chugging water and some shake. you came to the room unannounced and saw him as surprised as you are. “oh—i love you,”
— he could be a cute red on the face since although you two had confessed your love a lot to each other, random ones like this do hit him harder than a dump truck specifically it came out of your mouth as though that is what you only say when you see him.
— whines and pull you close, giggling adorably now and still whining
— “why would you say that so suddenly? i’m not prepared!” and whispers it back lovingly, with you in his arms.
⸝⸝hyune♡ᵎ
— he wouldn’t try to break his neck, but he will most likely hit himself on something, but with your great reflex it could be prevented
— you were helping him arrange his books on his newly bought bookshelf for his art room. seeing the effort he put into the room, the arts, the many romance novels and just so many books, you’ve found yourself falling in love once again. “ah… i love you, hyunjin.”
— both of you were blushing like crazy
— hyunjin almost ran directly to the bookshelf, thankfully you were there by the time you realized what you have done and stopped him with your hand
— would press your hand against his cheek, then gazing at your stunned face and kissing your hand before both of them were on his face
— thin width close to your face, “i love you too, my love.” and a kiss.
⸝⸝jiji♡ᵎ
— trips by himself
— turns out, hiring you as his cameraperson would result in something dangerous.
— he's fully aware of your fond eyes watching over him. he gets shy of course, but the abrupt - “i love you” and a thumbs up has got him fighting demons, his legs twisting, and he’s met with the waxed floor.
— he would obviously, howl in pain, reaching for your trembling hands, so worried about him, and, leaving the phone wherever it was.
— jisung sighs heavily, leaning against the mirror “gosh! you're going to be the death of me, baby!” and draw close to your face as you’re massaging his legs
— he kisses your forehead, “i love you too,” your eyes would widen and your face flushes red- “b-but you're also fired as my cameraperson.”
⸝⸝lixie♡ᵎ
— destroys stress balls (many, if they can fit in his hands-)
— he invited you to watch a tournament of a game because your favorite show comes right after and felix, a gamer that he is-- was entirely focused and squeezing his poor stress balls
— you, who loves him dearly, would press your lips thin, looking the other way because he looks adorable when focused
— felix, who’s y/n senses tingles, asks if you were bored -- “no, im not... i love you though,”
— and, rest in peace for the stress balls flying out of his hands everywhere
— he wouldn’t be able to hold them anymore, squealing and promptly hugging you “y/n!! don't just say things like that!” and buries himself on your back, “i love you too...”
⸝⸝minnie♡ᵎ
— stares
— you’ve gone to shower, and he's off in his room writing in his diary journal, currently blushing over
writing about you and everything else, when his door was suddenly opened, his night cream stolen, “i love you,” and gone.
— not really, because he made haste, stopping you by grabbing your wrist and stares.
— “p-pardon?”
“o-oh... night cream... i-mine ran out, sorry.”
— both of your lips were sealed shut, his grip loosen but his face drew closer and a sweet tender kiss left you in daze, “thief, that doesn’t cut it though?” you open your mouth to speak but too late - “sleep here today, I'll put the night cream for you.” (translation: i love you too, stay with me now,)
⸝⸝immie♡ᵎ(shush its cute, i call him jeonginie too but,,,,)
— curls to a ball (kirby)
— aside from seungmin, you too are included in his army of photographers and you do your job so well, you get a kiss right after
— he was posing naturally and cutely, when your giggles were all he could focus on and your mouth --“so cute, i love you.”
— he would feel his legs weakening, and he would descend to the ground and curls to a ball, his knees covering his flushed face
— worried about him, you would ask repeatedly if he was well but all he did was pull you towards him
— he’s pouting, face adorably red - “i love you too,” and he would kiss you after, huffing and puffing cutely as he drags you home, demanding you take responsibility for his state of being.
Hey girl, I know you didn’t write your “when you come home exhausted” drabbles about like the reader having troubles with people but I just want you to know that it really comforted me. As someone who’s in a broken home, it was really comforting to read how the members would comfort (the amount of times I’ve used this word omg) the reader. It made me feel safe and not alone. I just thought you should know that your words have that much of an impact on people ❤️
I’d also like to be friends because although I actually pressed the follow button today, I’ve seen your posts on my feed quite a lot. I’ll respond to your response if you do wanna take me up on that :)
im so so so glad you felt that way with the drabbles! tbh I wrote them as I'm feeling lonely too, and to know how much it made you feel safe and not alone warms my heart sm!!! i never really thought much when writing it, all I wanted was something to comfort me and cry to jfhdjkfghj and again knowing how I made ppl feel does things to my heart hfklfhk
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, comfort slight hurt ︱warning: a little suggestive, grammar mistakes, not proofread, FELIXDFJIGEFJKDGFJKG
a/n: idk if i made these long or what but it might not be like the hyung line part but i hope you still enjoy this! i might have not been possessed by whatever that was at that time, I tried my best hhehe
⸝⸝han♡ᵎ
— no matter what anyone says about it, (affectionately) annoying you with pictures of him whining with text below, middle, or above will be a sure tactic to put you off work and head home early.
— with the immense amount of “I'M LONELY COME HOME” texts, voice messages, and annoyingly adorable photos do concern others, hell, even him. after sending them with a huff, cheeks puffing cutely in his hoodie—different scenarios come and bother his mind.
— whether that might be you scolding him to prohibiting stuff to happen he will space out with a blush-- not hearing the door clicking open, bags on the floor making a thud, keys clashing against one another, and a han spacing out, and you, slumping against him.
— he has this adorable habit of spacing out and blocking the world but himself. you love it because you could do almost everything as you let him stare at the ceiling or you, we are talking about wide-eyed han, face blank and almost like a cat preparing for an attack and han? he just jolts, the first resort either to hug you and tell you about his wild thoughts, or run to you and hug you while he tells you about his wild thoughts. (mostly animal wild thoughts, yes, of course.)
— however, without a glimpse of his thoughts being of you, you sneak and flopped atop of him. you melt, he's warm, you’re home, you think to yourself. you smile and softly sigh, no energy to say anything other than a sweet “hi ji,”
— seungmin once said “y/n’s voice he can hear, ours vanish.” it’s true. your voice will break through the trains of his thoughts. he practiced not to react violently, and he’s glad he did.
— his heart would leap a mile, his brain processing the sight of your eyes gently shut, your arms lying beside him, and your body close to his. every beat of his heart tells him to haul closer, or at least press a little harder by embracing you gently, eyes closing shut with the biggest smile he’d ever made today.
— han would feel his heart ache when he pulled your face even closer to his as you do the same, smile crumbling away as tears race down your cheeks. his own producing tears at the corner of his eyes, he sat up suddenly, the couch didn’t have enough space for the both of you and the last thing han wanted at this moment was to hurt you even one bit.
— so he would carry you again, wrap your arms around his neck, and your legs around his waist. you would repeatedly slur “i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,” on the way, he would burst into a fit of beautiful laughter, carefully taking care of your clothes, kissing your temple and your hair, arms up, the shirt he's wearing slipping off his body.
— “it got warm with my temperature, that would calm you right?” another kiss on your arm, raising up and down as the shirt settles, “i love you,”
“not the right answer, baby. geez, they did a number on you huh?” and another set of kissing on your tears-stained cheeks, and eyes. “i'm not liking how they're treating you there,”
“i can manage, there's still a little left to work on, but i can manage,”
“can't convince me, you sound like a broken record. i hate it.”
— han would shut you up with more kisses and would let you do anything to him in that state of yours. let you pinch and play with his cheeks until it feels numb, play with his hair until sleep hits you while he hums to the tracks he’s working on, hitting two birds with one stone. you lay flat on his chest or he lay flat on your chest, or on your side, watching over his baby either falling asleep or enjoying his presence. after all, you deserve it-- everything nice and lovely.
⸝⸝felix♡ᵎ
— you know he plays games right after he’s done with work and you’re still not home, though you know he times his games to be sure he’s done by the time you arrive to enjoy the luxury of the night. and so, he wouldn’t notice your late text of overtime and coming home late, right? No.
— he loves you, he has said that multiple times you need an earful of his love confession, and you two would cry over it after one is uncertain of another’s love and affection.
— but today, you wish he wouldn’t love you as much because knowing your lover and how he could be upset with a slight change of plans you two agreed upon--coming home late, expecting him to be in his room playing computer games could be a relief.
— but there he was, arms crossed, a look which translates to trouble. “i saw your messages. you took another co-worker’s shift, and the reason was that you’re free and reliable?” he’s sitting on the sofa, the frown on his face could never be good to be something different.
— neither of you is fond of fighting, either resolve it as quickly as you could or sleep next to each other with a heart shattered and hollow. “you’ve been doing too much already, haven't you noticed? you don't talk to anyone anymore.”
— felix would never be afraid of talking ill to the world you both live in if it were to be treating you like shit for these past few weeks. “even i don’t get to hear your voice often, all you do is work,” uncontrollably, he puffs his cheeks a bit, a childish act he and han shares.
— and you laugh, raw and hot tears as your breath hitch for a moment and fall on your knees. you feel sorry for him, and for yourself. you don’t even have anything to prove yet here you are, so miserable and pathetic and so exhausted troubling your only escape from reality. you simply couldn’t notice felix holding you as you fell.
— “s-sorry lix, forgive me—” but because he is your escape and he’s much more aware of it than you are, he cries with you. truly, what you’ve heard about humans crying easily being disguised as angels can apply to him; how can he be so precious?
— and despite his being upset he carries you to bed with him, hovering on your body seeking his warmth and weight which he doesn’t give yet. what he gives is a sight of his many ways of conveying his love, “drink up first bub, then let's cuddle.”
— you want to break into tears again, waste the water he put in the effort to deliver to you just so your waterworks breaks down because you love him too much and he loves you too. “such a crybaby, I'll lock you up with me for a while yeah? i can’t let you beat yourself up like this, bub.” you gulped everything, smiling and bopping his nose. “sounds scary, lixie.” he pouts, kissing your lips and guiding your head back to the pillows, caressing your head as he smiles between the kiss.
— “maybe it is, but i want you to be healthy and happy, if you're unable to do so by yourself, let me have this opportunity and make you achieve those in my ways.” he kisses you again, pressing his weight against yours, studying your many expressions before settling down beside you, holding you dearly.
— and of course, you would let him, why wouldn’t you?
⸝⸝seungmin♡ᵎ
— coming home for seungmin is a reward and an end-of-the-day kind of thing where nights or midnights could be in between memorable and barely memorable, or a blur. he does his usual routine while you do yours. no one interrupts anyone, all could be heard were the sounds of the water running, bottles opening, grunts, groans, and subtle satisfied moans after a long day-- before a silence would ensue once both are done and gazes would meet, twin hearts calm before starting beating rapidly.
— you could say he prefers silent nights, away from the noise of the world, and create one with you.
— as much as he likes silence when the home is without you, he can't meet your gaze and race to the bed, or lovingly smile and hold your hand.
— and on those nights he felt alone, he dwells on things he should do before bed while you expect him to sleep before you. how dare you think of that?
— but of course, that was only his mind speaking to him before he would grab his journal, writing ‘again, my love is late. i await for y/n’s gaze and presence yet again. i feel greedy. this is the worst.’
— and his manifestation of your arrival would soon come through when you're summoned right in front of him.
— his hands tremble at the sight of his lover, who always greets him with a smile, reaching for his hand—you look awful as ever. swollen eyes accompanied by darkened eye bags, lips trembling, and nose runny and red. “y/n—”
— it will always be a shock to see you in such an exhausted state and it drives him crazy to think you’ll let yourself descend like this. it’s immoderate, but he did stay calm and collected to avoid panicking you furthermore.
— seungmin would ease you down with his voice and his embrace, purposely making you fall in his arms and kissing your forehead gently. he would carry you to the bedroom now that your gazes have met, and rather than hearing your apology, he focuses on how you’re breathing.
— “you can’t go anywhere tomorrow, you need to stay here and rest,” and you wouldn’t protest his idea because you know better than do that since he will give you a reason to stay and unable to go anywhere other than stay in his arms.
— you would lace your fingers together, taking your time drinking in yourself some of seungmin’s cute expressions because he’s remaining still, not wanting to disturb what you’re doing as he flutters himself. it tugs at his heart violently, hopeless at how lovely you look whilst exhausted, “thank you for taking care of me, i love you,” weakly, you would catch his lips on yours, and almost immediately, though still reminding himself you’re exhausted, he would give in, taking the lead as he puts you on his clothes.
— you love to giggle after kisses, and he loves every second of it he does it himself as well. “i love you too,” and a kiss would end your night, recharged by seungmin’s everlasting love.
⸝⸝i.n♡ᵎ
— i.n’s youth-ness comes out when it comes to you. his friends tease him about wanting to go home with you when there’s always a chance to like some high school romance. nevertheless, he doesn’t care.
— he loves waiting for you because he knows you’ll hurry up and meet him where you agreed upon. above all else, your figure getting closer to him while you wave and call for him was always adorable it makes his heart warmer than on summer nights.
— there is an ulterior motive for sometimes spotting a hotel or a spontaneous trip to a hot spring or a shopping spree or simply stopping at some shop to buy anything. always and always, when you’re done with your work and stick to his side to go home, he would always and always, wants to spend those moments filled with nothing but the loveliness of your relationship, if that makes sense. he wants to be able to see sides of you he hasn’t seen before and show you the sides of him he’s ready to show. he wants to be able to hold hands freely, steal kisses till you’re flustered and red, until you’ve reach home.
— there are times you were late, but no worries, you still arrive though slightly more tired and his plan to walk around a park and swing would vanish for another night.
— tonight was quite the same, though a bit different-- you arrived 4 hours late.
— obviously, he was a bit upset but worry overshadowed everything once he has you in his arms then to a cab, then to your shared apartment.
— all happened too fast because he saw your face fighting the urge to cry.
— and he was right... and still upset.
— you would not cry to him. you ate and left to shower. and he hates it. how you’re avoiding him just because you could lash out and say things you don’t mean.
— “y/n, let’s take a bath together.” he doesn’t mind whether your face twists in confusion or how your exhausted face heats up to a beet-red color, he didn’t mind your protest when he carried you, pressing your head close to his heart. “let me take care of you, okay?” you wouldn’t have the heart to counter him, just no.
— the bath would be prepared at the right temperature in silence and a bit of conversation to conversation only to fall in silence once more. he would attempt another conversation but stopped midway to splash water on your face.
— “now you can disguise your tears,”
— he would distance himself, creating room for your legs and... for you to come to him. it seems unfair on both ends. you need comfort, yet here he is acting horribly. “i’m not one of them to have you lie to me and pretend you’re alright.”
— yet his plan to have you come to him soon shatters as your tears began to betray you, your eyes set and seeking for him. your hands looking for his in panic. plan butchered, i.n would immediately embrace you in the bathtub, paying no mind to the water out on the floor. “so—sorry...”
— his heart aches, seeing you like this but would make up for it with his body pressing against yours, holding you so dear and close. as you cry nonstop, he would too. apologizing and promising to take care of you and react appropriately next time.
— your heart would soon warm-up against the cold water, and you could sleep in this position you’re in. though you wouldn’t want to, though i.n’s grip on your waist were gentle and loose, you would want to stay awake.
— “is it alright to tell me what happened?” he would ask, feather-light kisses on your shoulders. it continues until almost every part of your body would be covered in his traces, and would still go on in bed, where, again, he wishes for you to stay with him the next day to which, obviously, you agree. you can never say no to him.
coming home exhausted ︱stray kids (hyung line + hyune)
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, comfort no hurt ︱warning: grammar mistakes, not proofread, i love chan
a/n: ,, i think this has been done a lot but I was having a bad day and wanted to write so here we are! im still confused if hyune is part of hyung line but my powers last night ended after I wrote his. hope u enjoy!
⸝⸝bang chan♡ᵎ
— one another’s arrival at home will always be the highlight of both of your days, and if you arrive at the same time as him, it is a total bonus for each other.
— within his or your arrival, he will never let you hug him first, he’s ought to do them first and that is the rule. which means whether he’s working or burning holes in your wall clock, he makes sure he gets to hug you, only allowing you to hug him back after.
— he does them a lot to the point he could identify who needs one and who doesn't. this time, it was you who he heard walking past his room. you have no energy to knock and be loud, all you wanted and needed is chan and nothing else, no one else.
— you knock a couple of times and Chan, hurriedly and almost tripped himself—he opened the door to an exhausted lover of his.
— “Ch—” he did not hesitate to pull you close to him in such an embrace he always does, a light squeeze and his signature giggles melting all your exhaustion away.
— you don't need to ask for a hug; he always delivers them as much as he wants, and you, yourself, can't hate him for that.
— as you melt and cave into his hug, he would take that as a chance to ask about how your day went, let you talk, and vent all those things which made you wear such a long face.
— he would move you with him in a gentle rhythm, humming and replying softly to your complaints, and say sweet promises he could fulfill within an hour of your arrival.
— and if you do cry while hugging him, you two would be in his bed immediately. sat down on the edge of the bed before Chan would wipe your tears away or kiss them, assuring you he would be by your side no matter what and hug you warmly once you asked for another.
— once settled in his bed, he would ask you to stay put and let him take care of you. “I need to change clothes, Chan,” he would smile, rummaging through his closet or the baggage he has that he hasn’t taken care of just yet, maybe for this moment, or simply another excuse to let you wear his clothes.
— you would glare at him and his gentle, proud grin that he has. it’s almost a shit-eating grin but he’s beautiful no matter what and you will always wear his clothes if that means seeing that grin again.
— he helped you sit up carefully, holding your waist as he guides you, “no, please, let me.” he gives you the smile again. you’ve already seen each other a lot, but there is still embarrassment whenever there is a chance to do so, not when his eyes are focused on you.
— however, you appreciate it in a way you can relax and lean your weight on him after it, dressed in his clothes and having him lull you to sleep. “Chan, thank you, I love you.” and his voice, confessing his undying love and affection until all you have in your mind is him.
⸝⸝lee know♡ᵎ
— coming home to one another has always been quite a big deal for both of you; screaming is a norm to let the other know of their arrival, or the cats would do the job.
— however, your voice would still be heard by him, he loves you enough to train himself on focusing only to hear your voice at this point.
— so, he wondered why his cats were screaming at someone who did not utter any words of arrival. lee know, worriedly, rushed to the living room to see you—exhausted, like a withered flower. still beautiful but no color in your soul.
— you look at him with exhaustion, relief, and delight, and finally, you're home. but with how your day went, one thing you need you can't even say it.
— “... hello?” lee know cocks an eyebrow but doesn't speak, he stares with no words to say, that's where you know he’s waiting for you. “... I'm sorry... can I ge—can I hug you?”
— lee know doesn't hesitate, “you're the one who needs it,” it's permission, rather, a clarification that he can hug you, and you can hug him later after you've received one from him.
— he's that fond of you to be stubborn in his own conduct, to make another excuse to hug you and turn the tables, tease you instead of you teasing him that you're growing on him. he will also let your lack of proper greetings slip for once this time around.
— his embrace would make you tear up a bit, though you would not let it all out. you don't want to be a burden to him although he has greatly expressed interest in you being a burden to him. you're his responsibility he says, but to put it that way sometimes concerns you and makes you ponder over it.
— “cry, if today was that bad,” he could feel your gulps and silent sniffles stop you from crying. he breathes out a smile when you do, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head as he brings you to the sofa with the cats.
— he points at them to scatter around you, which they did, surprisingly.
— lee know would listen to you being a stuttering mess, drawing circles on your back or caressing your hair to soothe you down before he would close the distance to stare at your swollen eyes directly.
— “.. what?” he wouldn't say a word and cupped your cheeks, examining your face before placing his lips against yours suddenly.
— he knows his lips would do the work perfectly, and he loves to deter your attention from all the horrible things that have happened--to him only. at least for a moment before he does the leftover work on keeping your mind off things you shouldn't waste your tears off.
— and after all, that was done, a smile from both of you would top it off, and lee now would want you to take a bath as he prepares you something. though before parting, you still demand a kiss and a hug which he gladly obeys.
⸝⸝changbin♡ᵎ
— before you leave the place you're in and whenever you're close to home, he always demands you let him know beforehand. not because he was preparing something, kind of, but all there is was a feeling of relief you'll be coming home soon before he burns the clock with how hard he stared at it
— and so, when no text was sent to him and the door to his room was opened suddenly, his whole face cannot be painted
— either you're a burglar or one of his family members. though once he recognized it was you, a hug would be his only resort before asking questions about your actions, why you never texted him beforehand so he could greet you by the door somehow.
— you would stay silent over his words, holding him tightly with the fear of letting him go. that's where he senses something might be wrong and let you squeeze him as much as you could. with the build he has, he doesn't think it would hurt and if it would, he will take delight in it. being weak towards you... fuels him.
— he would continuously talk and ask important questions. you want to answer him but exhaustion not letting you form words completely, you would either break down into tears or apologize numerous times, though either of those would happen, changbin would be as patient as possible.
— he knows enough to not talk over you the same you do to him, talking over each other is something you do when teasing each other, and fighting would be the worst-case scenario.
— he would let you talk and cry, or if you can't anymore, he would let it be. let the silence swallow the whole room so that you would calm down and ease your body.
— and while he's at it, he would rest his back on the headboard of his bed and settle you down on his lap. as embarrassing as you might be, it's the only way he could think of holding you while facing you.
— he would give you a smile rather than a worrying pout you do think is adorable, however, his smile and giggles were what erased your exhaustion for a moment before he holds you close.
— promises to cuddle and smother your with love all night would ensue, his face too close for comfort but you would laugh it off sweetly, let yourself be stupidly in love with changbin and be as vulnerable as you could be, telling him the story of your day and all that caused the bad day because you know you have him by your side and ready to fight whatever it is.
⸝⸝hyunjin♡ᵎ
— coming home exhausted would be no different in your shared place with hyunjin.
sometimes you fear you both are coming home exhausted for so many days in a week that it's becoming a problem.
— but that also means you get to pamper each other with love and affection, lay low and lose all the tension and exhaustion from work and life at once.
— it's also another excuse to let him be as romantic as he could be. you can't stomach it sometimes, in a good way, because you will combust in any second the moment you realize hyunjin's action is too romantic for your liking, that he's too perfect and charming.
— today was no different too. silent sweet ambiance thanks to hyunjin's newly composed song showering the place with a new atmosphere as you step inside.
— you would either find him working on it, or doing art in many forms. and always, you would watch his back and smile. snap a few pictures to set as your new wallpaper or lock screen or post it in your gc just to make everyone jealous of your lover, or sometimes, keep it to yourself as a secret treasure.
— this time though, you badly needed him to embrace you to death. but you can't ask him directly, you don't know why.
— until he appears right in front of you, “i see, one of those days huh?” hyunjin is straight out of the shower, a new enticing look in his slightly damped short hair, the t-shirt he's wearing kind of soaked with the water dripped on them, and the towel hanging on his shoulder. god. how did you get so lucky?
— “hug, please?” hyunjin would chuckle, cooing and wiggling his body before embracing you with a smile on his face. you would groan once he would lift you up, clearly, he's not having a bad day, and he's affecting you with his energy.
— “this is why I recommend you stay here with me all week, just a week of us and I could promise to have the world in my hands, and hand it to you for your undying love.”
“I k—”
“Nope, please, this week has been horrible for you. let me care for you the same way you ditched your whole family for me.”
— for hyunjin, having you counter him serves as a win, and so he does this time around, capturing your lips onto his before you could utter words that he knows would affect his plan for the both of you.
— and giving up was all you could do, let him take his time to take care of you in his very way.
gosh i need a hug, like for real. i think i haven’t been hugged for so long, irs kinda killing me 😭😭 but also because of the tiredness and exhaustion i feel everyday smh… but this… this made me feel better :”) i may or may have not teared up a bit but still… i loved it <3
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff ︱warning: may contain grammar mistakes, not proofread, seungmin give me a chance
a/n: a small one ive kept for a long time heheh (an excuse to write my brainrot minho saying darling n being called seungmin's the love of his life) tysm again for all the kind words!! i wont shut up about it ily yall so much and seungmin, please give me a chance. I'm suffering I love them so much I can't my heart hurts help
⸝⸝bang chan♡ᵎ
— he would call you many things to tease you, upon your behavior, the way you make him crazy, the way you look which made him fall in love all over again.
— however, my/love, baby, darling, sometimes dearest, would have that lovely taste left in his mouth, tongue rolling smoothly on those endearments that has you both flushing with embarrassment.
— the first time he called you “baby” was after you two started dating, he had to capture you before you could run away from him and suffer alone, let your heart swell with happiness. “please don't run away, don't you like it, baby?”
⸝⸝lee know♡ᵎ
— everybody knows he’s a tease, much more than anyone could be, so, endearment for his lover isn’t out of the question, especially if he’s enamored of you.
— though as much as he wants to keep such things to himself, he would blurt out–“Darling,” and question you after about it. His eyebrows would raise, debated between repeating himself and giving up.
— “is it the end of the world if i call you something? Chan calls you his tiny helper.”
— darling, babe, and cutie would stick to him the most because that's where he gets to see most of your reaction, whether making love or on a daily basis.
— love, would come around sometimes during heavy arguments or when he feels like his “love” needs to be addressed and cared for reaching for your folded arms when doubt comes in between, “the most i care for is you, love, i love you.”
⸝⸝changbin♡ᵎ
— he might have gone through plenty of nicknames to find the one he likes the most—baby, cutie-pie, honey, and angel would tickle his heart the most.
— angel and honey would be at the very top, simply because he thinks they're sweet and suits you.
— he's pretty confident with it too, whether you complain about it or not, they just remind him of you
— would absolutely love to annoy you during moments he knew you need him most, specifically moments where he feels proud of you most, the ones he knew took most of your energy and knows a simple “my cutie angel, you did so well today~” accompanied with the warmest hug ever.
⸝⸝hyunjin♡ᵎ
— most likely he'd find and test endearments he'd found in the book that he read.
— “could it be that the blossom that fell in the palm of my hand, is this one that i love most?” he would say after he’s done flipping pages, loving eyes now laid upon and staring at yours while his hand cups your cheeks,
— love, blossom, angel, and baby would be a good list because he has a lot, whenever he feels like it.
— though, I feel like love and angel would be at the top of his list too. main reasons are; he feels so loved and all giddy whenever you respond to him, call him the sweetest things back as he calls you “love” and he feels like he's holding a divine creature— an angel in disguise.
⸝⸝han♡ᵎ
— of course, “baby” would come out of his mouth a lot, however, experimenting with calling you different ones would ensue.
— he might feel frustrated trying so hard to find one that feels natural the same way “baby” does. It didn't matter whether you tell him it was alright to not call you anything else but what he can. Though he would likely sulk at that, since he’s been teased by others that baby is now outdated, he needs to call you differently.
— and once he did find some, he might come to the point of too much embarrassment he would just bury his face in the crook of your neck, stuttering “l-love.” and “m-my y/n”. He’s holding for dear life he could cry and you’d respond to him by calling him that too, holding him gently since he’s too adorable for his own good.
⸝⸝felix♡ᵎ
— the one who's both self-conscious and too natural with it. he'd call you cute nicknames every single time you meet and save the special ones at home only.
— “My sunshine! You look so cute!” would be his go-to ‘let the others know I call you that all the time.’ nickname so whenever someone asks you, it would be “Hey, you're Felix's ‘sunshine’ or was it ‘darling’.. right?”
— at home, it would battle between baby, love, or baby love, and darling. you would react to it differently, which is what he expected so he'll be taking that as a win.
— exhibit a. He would come out of the shower, dripping wet from his hair, and walk towards your shared room where you would be seen drowning in one of his clothes. Felix would lean by the doorframe, whisking water in your direction, and say, “i have arrived darling, won't you come about and help me dry my hair?” and he would soon be defeated by the warmth of the blow dryer, “baby love, im sorry about… that, i have no idea what came into me.”
⸝⸝seungmin♡ᵎ
— he teases a lot too, calling you playful names to piss you off, or have you be a flustered tomato face and run away from him or remain still, processing what he had just called you.
— “what? would it kill you if I call you ‘the love of my life’?” surprised would be an understatement.
— he asks for you to others by that on purpose too— “hey, have you seen ‘my beloved’ y/n?” —just to see how much you hate or love it until it's something he would have to cut off to my/love, beloved, baby, and sweet thing.
— he would want to just play it off with a sprinkle of sincerity and curiosity before it turns into an undying habit, though, it does eventually. He would still deny it has now become that, rolling his eyes with a laugh, “does that guarantee my love for you or is it something mandatory for me to do in hopes of saving your hopeless heart?”
(yes)
⸝⸝i.n♡ᵎ
— it would come off as a test—“Hey sweet thing, whatchu watchin'?”
— once he realizes that or reflects on it, he would sink in wherever he was, including your lap.
— “love is too much, I want to call you mine.”
— and again, he would melt, but tries again, “baby, turn it down.” all of them, failure or success could be the death of you, specifically when you notice he's trying to hide his blushing cheeks and smile by turning his back on you or with his hands.
— it wasn’t obvious in his past attempts, he would look away while you try to breathe. But one time “comfort me baby” came out of his mouth, both of you remained still, your cheeks beet red and Jeongin, his huge hands on his face as he let gravity do its thing when he fell on your body, letting out a very loud screech, “Innie, it’s o—” “no it’s not! I practiced!” and he will never leave your arms until he succeeds on satisfying himself with how it comes out of his mouth.
again, idk if they could see it but I'm really incredibly grateful of all of your words,,, it means so much to me and coming back here with those comments and reblogs truly made my entire week and probably next week as I said.
coming home exhausted ︱stray kids (hyung line + hyune)
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, comfort no hurt ︱warning: grammar mistakes, not proofread, i love chan
a/n: ,, i think this has been done a lot but I was having a bad day and wanted to write so here we are! im still confused if hyune is part of hyung line but my powers last night ended after I wrote his. hope u enjoy!
⸝⸝bang chan♡ᵎ
— one another’s arrival at home will always be the highlight of both of your days, and if you arrive at the same time as him, it is a total bonus for each other.
— within his or your arrival, he will never let you hug him first, he’s ought to do them first and that is the rule. which means whether he’s working or burning holes in your wall clock, he makes sure he gets to hug you, only allowing you to hug him back after.
— he does them a lot to the point he could identify who needs one and who doesn't. this time, it was you who he heard walking past his room. you have no energy to knock and be loud, all you wanted and needed is chan and nothing else, no one else.
— you knock a couple of times and Chan, hurriedly and almost tripped himself—he opened the door to an exhausted lover of his.
— “Ch—” he did not hesitate to pull you close to him in such an embrace he always does, a light squeeze and his signature giggles melting all your exhaustion away.
— you don't need to ask for a hug; he always delivers them as much as he wants, and you, yourself, can't hate him for that.
— as you melt and cave into his hug, he would take that as a chance to ask about how your day went, let you talk, and vent all those things which made you wear such a long face.
— he would move you with him in a gentle rhythm, humming and replying softly to your complaints, and say sweet promises he could fulfill within an hour of your arrival.
— and if you do cry while hugging him, you two would be in his bed immediately. sat down on the edge of the bed before Chan would wipe your tears away or kiss them, assuring you he would be by your side no matter what and hug you warmly once you asked for another.
— once settled in his bed, he would ask you to stay put and let him take care of you. “I need to change clothes, Chan,” he would smile, rummaging through his closet or the baggage he has that he hasn’t taken care of just yet, maybe for this moment, or simply another excuse to let you wear his clothes.
— you would glare at him and his gentle, proud grin that he has. it’s almost a shit-eating grin but he’s beautiful no matter what and you will always wear his clothes if that means seeing that grin again.
— he helped you sit up carefully, holding your waist as he guides you, “no, please, let me.” he gives you the smile again. you’ve already seen each other a lot, but there is still embarrassment whenever there is a chance to do so, not when his eyes are focused on you.
— however, you appreciate it in a way you can relax and lean your weight on him after it, dressed in his clothes and having him lull you to sleep. “Chan, thank you, I love you.” and his voice, confessing his undying love and affection until all you have in your mind is him.
⸝⸝lee know♡ᵎ
— coming home to one another has always been quite a big deal for both of you; screaming is a norm to let the other know of their arrival, or the cats would do the job.
— however, your voice would still be heard by him, he loves you enough to train himself on focusing only to hear your voice at this point.
— so, he wondered why his cats were screaming at someone who did not utter any words of arrival. lee know, worriedly, rushed to the living room to see you—exhausted, like a withered flower. still beautiful but no color in your soul.
— you look at him with exhaustion, relief, and delight, and finally, you're home. but with how your day went, one thing you need you can't even say it.
— “... hello?” lee know cocks an eyebrow but doesn't speak, he stares with no words to say, that's where you know he’s waiting for you. “... I'm sorry... can I ge—can I hug you?”
— lee know doesn't hesitate, “you're the one who needs it,” it's permission, rather, a clarification that he can hug you, and you can hug him later after you've received one from him.
— he's that fond of you to be stubborn in his own conduct, to make another excuse to hug you and turn the tables, tease you instead of you teasing him that you're growing on him. he will also let your lack of proper greetings slip for once this time around.
— his embrace would make you tear up a bit, though you would not let it all out. you don't want to be a burden to him although he has greatly expressed interest in you being a burden to him. you're his responsibility he says, but to put it that way sometimes concerns you and makes you ponder over it.
— “cry, if today was that bad,” he could feel your gulps and silent sniffles stop you from crying. he breathes out a smile when you do, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head as he brings you to the sofa with the cats.
— he points at them to scatter around you, which they did, surprisingly.
— lee know would listen to you being a stuttering mess, drawing circles on your back or caressing your hair to soothe you down before he would close the distance to stare at your swollen eyes directly.
— “.. what?” he wouldn't say a word and cupped your cheeks, examining your face before placing his lips against yours suddenly.
— he knows his lips would do the work perfectly, and he loves to deter your attention from all the horrible things that have happened--to him only. at least for a moment before he does the leftover work on keeping your mind off things you shouldn't waste your tears off.
— and after all, that was done, a smile from both of you would top it off, and lee now would want you to take a bath as he prepares you something. though before parting, you still demand a kiss and a hug which he gladly obeys.
⸝⸝changbin♡ᵎ
— before you leave the place you're in and whenever you're close to home, he always demands you let him know beforehand. not because he was preparing something, kind of, but all there is was a feeling of relief you'll be coming home soon before he burns the clock with how hard he stared at it
— and so, when no text was sent to him and the door to his room was opened suddenly, his whole face cannot be painted
— either you're a burglar or one of his family members. though once he recognized it was you, a hug would be his only resort before asking questions about your actions, why you never texted him beforehand so he could greet you by the door somehow.
— you would stay silent over his words, holding him tightly with the fear of letting him go. that's where he senses something might be wrong and let you squeeze him as much as you could. with the build he has, he doesn't think it would hurt and if it would, he will take delight in it. being weak towards you... fuels him.
— he would continuously talk and ask important questions. you want to answer him but exhaustion not letting you form words completely, you would either break down into tears or apologize numerous times, though either of those would happen, changbin would be as patient as possible.
— he knows enough to not talk over you the same you do to him, talking over each other is something you do when teasing each other, and fighting would be the worst-case scenario.
— he would let you talk and cry, or if you can't anymore, he would let it be. let the silence swallow the whole room so that you would calm down and ease your body.
— and while he's at it, he would rest his back on the headboard of his bed and settle you down on his lap. as embarrassing as you might be, it's the only way he could think of holding you while facing you.
— he would give you a smile rather than a worrying pout you do think is adorable, however, his smile and giggles were what erased your exhaustion for a moment before he holds you close.
— promises to cuddle and smother your with love all night would ensue, his face too close for comfort but you would laugh it off sweetly, let yourself be stupidly in love with changbin and be as vulnerable as you could be, telling him the story of your day and all that caused the bad day because you know you have him by your side and ready to fight whatever it is.
⸝⸝hyunjin♡ᵎ
— coming home exhausted would be no different in your shared place with hyunjin.
sometimes you fear you both are coming home exhausted for so many days in a week that it's becoming a problem.
— but that also means you get to pamper each other with love and affection, lay low and lose all the tension and exhaustion from work and life at once.
— it's also another excuse to let him be as romantic as he could be. you can't stomach it sometimes, in a good way, because you will combust in any second the moment you realize hyunjin's action is too romantic for your liking, that he's too perfect and charming.
— today was no different too. silent sweet ambiance thanks to hyunjin's newly composed song showering the place with a new atmosphere as you step inside.
— you would either find him working on it, or doing art in many forms. and always, you would watch his back and smile. snap a few pictures to set as your new wallpaper or lock screen or post it in your gc just to make everyone jealous of your lover, or sometimes, keep it to yourself as a secret treasure.
— this time though, you badly needed him to embrace you to death. but you can't ask him directly, you don't know why.
— until he appears right in front of you, “i see, one of those days huh?” hyunjin is straight out of the shower, a new enticing look in his slightly damped short hair, the t-shirt he's wearing kind of soaked with the water dripped on them, and the towel hanging on his shoulder. god. how did you get so lucky?
— “hug, please?” hyunjin would chuckle, cooing and wiggling his body before embracing you with a smile on his face. you would groan once he would lift you up, clearly, he's not having a bad day, and he's affecting you with his energy.
— “this is why I recommend you stay here with me all week, just a week of us and I could promise to have the world in my hands, and hand it to you for your undying love.”
“I k—”
“Nope, please, this week has been horrible for you. let me care for you the same way you ditched your whole family for me.”
— for hyunjin, having you counter him serves as a win, and so he does this time around, capturing your lips onto his before you could utter words that he knows would affect his plan for the both of you.
— and giving up was all you could do, let him take his time to take care of you in his very way.
Y'all this was so sweet in their own ways 😭💗 UGH. Even though its done alot, everyone's writings are different and yours was so lovely. I enjoyed the intimacy and vulnerability you wrote in each of their parts 🤧
coming home exhausted ︱stray kids (hyung line + hyune)
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, comfort no hurt ︱warning: grammar mistakes, not proofread, i love chan
a/n: ,, i think this has been done a lot but I was having a bad day and wanted to write so here we are! im still confused if hyune is part of hyung line but my powers last night ended after I wrote his. hope u enjoy!
⸝⸝bang chan♡ᵎ
— one another’s arrival at home will always be the highlight of both of your days, and if you arrive at the same time as him, it is a total bonus for each other.
— within his or your arrival, he will never let you hug him first, he’s ought to do them first and that is the rule. which means whether he’s working or burning holes in your wall clock, he makes sure he gets to hug you, only allowing you to hug him back after.
— he does them a lot to the point he could identify who needs one and who doesn't. this time, it was you who he heard walking past his room. you have no energy to knock and be loud, all you wanted and needed is chan and nothing else, no one else.
— you knock a couple of times and Chan, hurriedly and almost tripped himself—he opened the door to an exhausted lover of his.
— “Ch—” he did not hesitate to pull you close to him in such an embrace he always does, a light squeeze and his signature giggles melting all your exhaustion away.
— you don't need to ask for a hug; he always delivers them as much as he wants, and you, yourself, can't hate him for that.
— as you melt and cave into his hug, he would take that as a chance to ask about how your day went, let you talk, and vent all those things which made you wear such a long face.
— he would move you with him in a gentle rhythm, humming and replying softly to your complaints, and say sweet promises he could fulfill within an hour of your arrival.
— and if you do cry while hugging him, you two would be in his bed immediately. sat down on the edge of the bed before Chan would wipe your tears away or kiss them, assuring you he would be by your side no matter what and hug you warmly once you asked for another.
— once settled in his bed, he would ask you to stay put and let him take care of you. “I need to change clothes, Chan,” he would smile, rummaging through his closet or the baggage he has that he hasn’t taken care of just yet, maybe for this moment, or simply another excuse to let you wear his clothes.
— you would glare at him and his gentle, proud grin that he has. it’s almost a shit-eating grin but he’s beautiful no matter what and you will always wear his clothes if that means seeing that grin again.
— he helped you sit up carefully, holding your waist as he guides you, “no, please, let me.” he gives you the smile again. you’ve already seen each other a lot, but there is still embarrassment whenever there is a chance to do so, not when his eyes are focused on you.
— however, you appreciate it in a way you can relax and lean your weight on him after it, dressed in his clothes and having him lull you to sleep. “Chan, thank you, I love you.” and his voice, confessing his undying love and affection until all you have in your mind is him.
⸝⸝lee know♡ᵎ
— coming home to one another has always been quite a big deal for both of you; screaming is a norm to let the other know of their arrival, or the cats would do the job.
— however, your voice would still be heard by him, he loves you enough to train himself on focusing only to hear your voice at this point.
— so, he wondered why his cats were screaming at someone who did not utter any words of arrival. lee know, worriedly, rushed to the living room to see you—exhausted, like a withered flower. still beautiful but no color in your soul.
— you look at him with exhaustion, relief, and delight, and finally, you're home. but with how your day went, one thing you need you can't even say it.
— “... hello?” lee know cocks an eyebrow but doesn't speak, he stares with no words to say, that's where you know he’s waiting for you. “... I'm sorry... can I ge—can I hug you?”
— lee know doesn't hesitate, “you're the one who needs it,” it's permission, rather, a clarification that he can hug you, and you can hug him later after you've received one from him.
— he's that fond of you to be stubborn in his own conduct, to make another excuse to hug you and turn the tables, tease you instead of you teasing him that you're growing on him. he will also let your lack of proper greetings slip for once this time around.
— his embrace would make you tear up a bit, though you would not let it all out. you don't want to be a burden to him although he has greatly expressed interest in you being a burden to him. you're his responsibility he says, but to put it that way sometimes concerns you and makes you ponder over it.
— “cry, if today was that bad,” he could feel your gulps and silent sniffles stop you from crying. he breathes out a smile when you do, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head as he brings you to the sofa with the cats.
— he points at them to scatter around you, which they did, surprisingly.
— lee know would listen to you being a stuttering mess, drawing circles on your back or caressing your hair to soothe you down before he would close the distance to stare at your swollen eyes directly.
— “.. what?” he wouldn't say a word and cupped your cheeks, examining your face before placing his lips against yours suddenly.
— he knows his lips would do the work perfectly, and he loves to deter your attention from all the horrible things that have happened--to him only. at least for a moment before he does the leftover work on keeping your mind off things you shouldn't waste your tears off.
— and after all, that was done, a smile from both of you would top it off, and lee now would want you to take a bath as he prepares you something. though before parting, you still demand a kiss and a hug which he gladly obeys.
⸝⸝changbin♡ᵎ
— before you leave the place you're in and whenever you're close to home, he always demands you let him know beforehand. not because he was preparing something, kind of, but all there is was a feeling of relief you'll be coming home soon before he burns the clock with how hard he stared at it
— and so, when no text was sent to him and the door to his room was opened suddenly, his whole face cannot be painted
— either you're a burglar or one of his family members. though once he recognized it was you, a hug would be his only resort before asking questions about your actions, why you never texted him beforehand so he could greet you by the door somehow.
— you would stay silent over his words, holding him tightly with the fear of letting him go. that's where he senses something might be wrong and let you squeeze him as much as you could. with the build he has, he doesn't think it would hurt and if it would, he will take delight in it. being weak towards you... fuels him.
— he would continuously talk and ask important questions. you want to answer him but exhaustion not letting you form words completely, you would either break down into tears or apologize numerous times, though either of those would happen, changbin would be as patient as possible.
— he knows enough to not talk over you the same you do to him, talking over each other is something you do when teasing each other, and fighting would be the worst-case scenario.
— he would let you talk and cry, or if you can't anymore, he would let it be. let the silence swallow the whole room so that you would calm down and ease your body.
— and while he's at it, he would rest his back on the headboard of his bed and settle you down on his lap. as embarrassing as you might be, it's the only way he could think of holding you while facing you.
— he would give you a smile rather than a worrying pout you do think is adorable, however, his smile and giggles were what erased your exhaustion for a moment before he holds you close.
— promises to cuddle and smother your with love all night would ensue, his face too close for comfort but you would laugh it off sweetly, let yourself be stupidly in love with changbin and be as vulnerable as you could be, telling him the story of your day and all that caused the bad day because you know you have him by your side and ready to fight whatever it is.
⸝⸝hyunjin♡ᵎ
— coming home exhausted would be no different in your shared place with hyunjin.
sometimes you fear you both are coming home exhausted for so many days in a week that it's becoming a problem.
— but that also means you get to pamper each other with love and affection, lay low and lose all the tension and exhaustion from work and life at once.
— it's also another excuse to let him be as romantic as he could be. you can't stomach it sometimes, in a good way, because you will combust in any second the moment you realize hyunjin's action is too romantic for your liking, that he's too perfect and charming.
— today was no different too. silent sweet ambiance thanks to hyunjin's newly composed song showering the place with a new atmosphere as you step inside.
— you would either find him working on it, or doing art in many forms. and always, you would watch his back and smile. snap a few pictures to set as your new wallpaper or lock screen or post it in your gc just to make everyone jealous of your lover, or sometimes, keep it to yourself as a secret treasure.
— this time though, you badly needed him to embrace you to death. but you can't ask him directly, you don't know why.
— until he appears right in front of you, “i see, one of those days huh?” hyunjin is straight out of the shower, a new enticing look in his slightly damped short hair, the t-shirt he's wearing kind of soaked with the water dripped on them, and the towel hanging on his shoulder. god. how did you get so lucky?
— “hug, please?” hyunjin would chuckle, cooing and wiggling his body before embracing you with a smile on his face. you would groan once he would lift you up, clearly, he's not having a bad day, and he's affecting you with his energy.
— “this is why I recommend you stay here with me all week, just a week of us and I could promise to have the world in my hands, and hand it to you for your undying love.”
“I k—”
“Nope, please, this week has been horrible for you. let me care for you the same way you ditched your whole family for me.”
— for hyunjin, having you counter him serves as a win, and so he does this time around, capturing your lips onto his before you could utter words that he knows would affect his plan for the both of you.
— and giving up was all you could do, let him take his time to take care of you in his very way.
Don't downplay this with it being done many times, because none of them have been done like you've done it. You perfectly described the intimacy and comfort and just fluffy content with how they would care for you. Lee Know's has me crying?? Like it's so soft?? I always love soft content with him honestly. You so perfectly captured their personalities, I feel, and this is just so well written. Absolutely adored reading this and I'm definitely going to come back to it when I'm feeling down. Everyone, please please read this if you need a comfort reaction set.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA😭😭THANK YOU SO MUCH♡♡ (idk ifu can actually see thus cuz I'm dumb using tumblr but!!!) you're so sweet istg I want to give you a big hug ㅜㅡㅜ I'm glad I did justice to the kids and I'm so glad you adored reading this! skz are my comfort, each one of them gives me the same yet different feeling of home, comfort, and love which is why I, too, absolutely love everything fluffy romance + domestic couples/relationships. also linos! I'm so so glad you loved his(๑ > ᴗ < ๑) again, thank so so much for your sweet and kind words, you've made my entire week and next week too ♡ㅅ♡
coming home exhausted ︱stray kids (hyung line + hyune)
pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, comfort no hurt ︱warning: grammar mistakes, not proofread, i love chan
a/n: ,, i think this has been done a lot but I was having a bad day and wanted to write so here we are! im still confused if hyune is part of hyung line but my powers last night ended after I wrote his. hope u enjoy!
⸝⸝bang chan♡ᵎ
— one another’s arrival at home will always be the highlight of both of your days, and if you arrive at the same time as him, it is a total bonus for each other.
— within his or your arrival, he will never let you hug him first, he’s ought to do them first and that is the rule. which means whether he’s working or burning holes in your wall clock, he makes sure he gets to hug you, only allowing you to hug him back after.
— he does them a lot to the point he could identify who needs one and who doesn't. this time, it was you who he heard walking past his room. you have no energy to knock and be loud, all you wanted and needed is chan and nothing else, no one else.
— you knock a couple of times and Chan, hurriedly and almost tripped himself—he opened the door to an exhausted lover of his.
— “Ch—” he did not hesitate to pull you close to him in such an embrace he always does, a light squeeze and his signature giggles melting all your exhaustion away.
— you don't need to ask for a hug; he always delivers them as much as he wants, and you, yourself, can't hate him for that.
— as you melt and cave into his hug, he would take that as a chance to ask about how your day went, let you talk, and vent all those things which made you wear such a long face.
— he would move you with him in a gentle rhythm, humming and replying softly to your complaints, and say sweet promises he could fulfill within an hour of your arrival.
— and if you do cry while hugging him, you two would be in his bed immediately. sat down on the edge of the bed before Chan would wipe your tears away or kiss them, assuring you he would be by your side no matter what and hug you warmly once you asked for another.
— once settled in his bed, he would ask you to stay put and let him take care of you. “I need to change clothes, Chan,” he would smile, rummaging through his closet or the baggage he has that he hasn’t taken care of just yet, maybe for this moment, or simply another excuse to let you wear his clothes.
— you would glare at him and his gentle, proud grin that he has. it’s almost a shit-eating grin but he’s beautiful no matter what and you will always wear his clothes if that means seeing that grin again.
— he helped you sit up carefully, holding your waist as he guides you, “no, please, let me.” he gives you the smile again. you’ve already seen each other a lot, but there is still embarrassment whenever there is a chance to do so, not when his eyes are focused on you.
— however, you appreciate it in a way you can relax and lean your weight on him after it, dressed in his clothes and having him lull you to sleep. “Chan, thank you, I love you.” and his voice, confessing his undying love and affection until all you have in your mind is him.
⸝⸝lee know♡ᵎ
— coming home to one another has always been quite a big deal for both of you; screaming is a norm to let the other know of their arrival, or the cats would do the job.
— however, your voice would still be heard by him, he loves you enough to train himself on focusing only to hear your voice at this point.
— so, he wondered why his cats were screaming at someone who did not utter any words of arrival. lee know, worriedly, rushed to the living room to see you—exhausted, like a withered flower. still beautiful but no color in your soul.
— you look at him with exhaustion, relief, and delight, and finally, you're home. but with how your day went, one thing you need you can't even say it.
— “... hello?” lee know cocks an eyebrow but doesn't speak, he stares with no words to say, that's where you know he’s waiting for you. “... I'm sorry... can I ge—can I hug you?”
— lee know doesn't hesitate, “you're the one who needs it,” it's permission, rather, a clarification that he can hug you, and you can hug him later after you've received one from him.
— he's that fond of you to be stubborn in his own conduct, to make another excuse to hug you and turn the tables, tease you instead of you teasing him that you're growing on him. he will also let your lack of proper greetings slip for once this time around.
— his embrace would make you tear up a bit, though you would not let it all out. you don't want to be a burden to him although he has greatly expressed interest in you being a burden to him. you're his responsibility he says, but to put it that way sometimes concerns you and makes you ponder over it.
— “cry, if today was that bad,” he could feel your gulps and silent sniffles stop you from crying. he breathes out a smile when you do, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head as he brings you to the sofa with the cats.
— he points at them to scatter around you, which they did, surprisingly.
— lee know would listen to you being a stuttering mess, drawing circles on your back or caressing your hair to soothe you down before he would close the distance to stare at your swollen eyes directly.
— “.. what?” he wouldn't say a word and cupped your cheeks, examining your face before placing his lips against yours suddenly.
— he knows his lips would do the work perfectly, and he loves to deter your attention from all the horrible things that have happened--to him only. at least for a moment before he does the leftover work on keeping your mind off things you shouldn't waste your tears off.
— and after all, that was done, a smile from both of you would top it off, and lee now would want you to take a bath as he prepares you something. though before parting, you still demand a kiss and a hug which he gladly obeys.
⸝⸝changbin♡ᵎ
— before you leave the place you're in and whenever you're close to home, he always demands you let him know beforehand. not because he was preparing something, kind of, but all there is was a feeling of relief you'll be coming home soon before he burns the clock with how hard he stared at it
— and so, when no text was sent to him and the door to his room was opened suddenly, his whole face cannot be painted
— either you're a burglar or one of his family members. though once he recognized it was you, a hug would be his only resort before asking questions about your actions, why you never texted him beforehand so he could greet you by the door somehow.
— you would stay silent over his words, holding him tightly with the fear of letting him go. that's where he senses something might be wrong and let you squeeze him as much as you could. with the build he has, he doesn't think it would hurt and if it would, he will take delight in it. being weak towards you... fuels him.
— he would continuously talk and ask important questions. you want to answer him but exhaustion not letting you form words completely, you would either break down into tears or apologize numerous times, though either of those would happen, changbin would be as patient as possible.
— he knows enough to not talk over you the same you do to him, talking over each other is something you do when teasing each other, and fighting would be the worst-case scenario.
— he would let you talk and cry, or if you can't anymore, he would let it be. let the silence swallow the whole room so that you would calm down and ease your body.
— and while he's at it, he would rest his back on the headboard of his bed and settle you down on his lap. as embarrassing as you might be, it's the only way he could think of holding you while facing you.
— he would give you a smile rather than a worrying pout you do think is adorable, however, his smile and giggles were what erased your exhaustion for a moment before he holds you close.
— promises to cuddle and smother your with love all night would ensue, his face too close for comfort but you would laugh it off sweetly, let yourself be stupidly in love with changbin and be as vulnerable as you could be, telling him the story of your day and all that caused the bad day because you know you have him by your side and ready to fight whatever it is.
⸝⸝hyunjin♡ᵎ
— coming home exhausted would be no different in your shared place with hyunjin.
sometimes you fear you both are coming home exhausted for so many days in a week that it's becoming a problem.
— but that also means you get to pamper each other with love and affection, lay low and lose all the tension and exhaustion from work and life at once.
— it's also another excuse to let him be as romantic as he could be. you can't stomach it sometimes, in a good way, because you will combust in any second the moment you realize hyunjin's action is too romantic for your liking, that he's too perfect and charming.
— today was no different too. silent sweet ambiance thanks to hyunjin's newly composed song showering the place with a new atmosphere as you step inside.
— you would either find him working on it, or doing art in many forms. and always, you would watch his back and smile. snap a few pictures to set as your new wallpaper or lock screen or post it in your gc just to make everyone jealous of your lover, or sometimes, keep it to yourself as a secret treasure.
— this time though, you badly needed him to embrace you to death. but you can't ask him directly, you don't know why.
— until he appears right in front of you, “i see, one of those days huh?” hyunjin is straight out of the shower, a new enticing look in his slightly damped short hair, the t-shirt he's wearing kind of soaked with the water dripped on them, and the towel hanging on his shoulder. god. how did you get so lucky?
— “hug, please?” hyunjin would chuckle, cooing and wiggling his body before embracing you with a smile on his face. you would groan once he would lift you up, clearly, he's not having a bad day, and he's affecting you with his energy.
— “this is why I recommend you stay here with me all week, just a week of us and I could promise to have the world in my hands, and hand it to you for your undying love.”
“I k—”
“Nope, please, this week has been horrible for you. let me care for you the same way you ditched your whole family for me.”
— for hyunjin, having you counter him serves as a win, and so he does this time around, capturing your lips onto his before you could utter words that he knows would affect his plan for the both of you.
— and giving up was all you could do, let him take his time to take care of you in his very way.
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