Request: hiiiihiiiii!!!!! would you write a story with seungmin from stray kids using the prompt where a non bias member confessed to you when your bias [aka seungmin] in also in the room?? the only additional thing i ask is no love triangle or poly situation. thankies🫰🏽
18) A member (who is not your bias) confesses to you while your bias is in the room.
Pairing: Stray Kids Seungmin x Reader
"Come on, scaredy cat," Seungmin grinned, poking you in the cheek. "It's just a movie."
"A movie that has no effect on you because your weird little mind has already been warped," you grumbled, settling deeper into the couch beside him.
"It's okay, Y/N," Hyunjin hummed, appearing with popcorn that smelled suspiciously burnt. "You can hide in my shoulder if things get too intense."
Seungmin rolled his eyes as he looked up at the older member. "Then what happens when you get scared?"
"I don't get scared," Hyunjin laughed as he sat on the opposite side of you.
"Bug!" Seungmin shouted, pointing to the cushion beside Hyunjin.
Letting out an impressively high-pitched screech, Hyunjin flung the bag of popcorn to the floor before scooting directly into your lap. "Kill it! Kill it with fire!"
You couldn't help but laugh at Hyunjin's dramatics. It was an undeniable fact that he was the king of being fooled, so you weren't surprised that he played right into Seungmin's hands.
"Stupid," Seungmin cackled, pushing at Hyunjin's back in what appeared to be an attempt to get the taller boy off of you.
Hyunjin's panicked expression fell into a sheepish smile. Covering his face in his hands, he wiggled from side to side. "Protect me, Y/N!"
"How the tables have turned!" you joked, wrapping your arms around the noodle of a boy.
Glancing to Seungmin, you noticed an annoyed expression had worked its way onto his features. Avoiding eye contact, he stood, and went to pick up the popcorn pieces that Hyunjin had dropped.
While Seungmin's default mode could often be set at generally annoyed, it was never directed at you. For the entirety of your friendship, he was pretty wonderful, albeit it merciless when it came to teasing. That was one of your favorite parts about him though. He had a certain way of telling you about yourself that made you feel like you were in on the joke. You never felt singled out or targeted by his words, but just a victim of his love language. He was almost always on the defensive, but it was cute in an abrasive way (which may have been the best way to describe him as a whole).
If you hadn't had the self-control you did, you would have fallen in love with him a long time ago. With his demanding schedule, and your general aversion to thinking people could possibly have a crush on you, it was relatively easy. While you loved nearly every part of that bony, bobblehead of a man, you could be realistic. He would never see you that way.
Chewing on your lip, you looked back to Hyunjin who had apparently settled in for a cuddle. He glanced at you carefully, his face much too close for your comfort.
Hyunjin had always been a bit of an enigma to you. It was as if he existed on a separate plane that you could never quite understand. He was easily charming and extremely open. The two of you could talk for hours about nothing at all. You couldn't quite pin down the otherworldly nature of him, but you weren't sure if you needed to.
"Hey, Y/N," he said quietly, looking directly into your eyes.
You could see Seungmin go still in your periphery as he caught the hint of Hyunjin's whisper.
"Hey, Hyunjinnie," you said carefully, trying to gauge when the vibe around you had shifted.
Hyunjin slid himself backwards off of your lap and into the spot where Seungmin was originally sitting. Gathering his long legs to his body, he wrapped his arms around his calves, and settled his attention back on you. "I've been thinking about this for awhile..."
"Maybe you should think about it a little longer," Seungmin muttered, moving to sit down next to you. "We have a movie to watch."
"Seungmin," Hyunjin groaned. "Just give me a second."
"A second has passed," Seungmin said in monotone, tapping at the remote for the television.
"Y/N," Hyunjin tried again.
This caused Seungmin to groan and slump his body against the back of the couch.
You shifted your eyes back over to Hyunjin, waiting.
"I've been thinking about this theory for a while," he nodded slowly. "You know, how all of us are made from the same material as stars...and... I've really decided that our two souls, you and I, were born from the same star."
"Oh," you croaked, unable to move your eyes from Hyunjin's hopeful expression. You weren't entirely sure what he was getting at, but you had an idea.
"We're all made of star stuff," Seungmin grumbled. "I could be part of the same star as you, Hyunjin."
"No," Hyunjin insisted, shaking his head. Reaching out, he set his hand lightly a top of yours. "There's this feeling I get when I'm around you, Y/N. This completeness. It's fate that we've found each other millions of years after our star died."
"I can't," Seungmin gasped, launching up from the couch. "Absolutely ridiculous."
You watched as he shuffled toward the balcony, cursing quietly along the way. Pulling the sliding door open with a bang, he glared over his shoulder at Hyunjin before stepping out into the chilly night air and slammed it shut again.
"Hyunin, what are you trying to say?" you said quietly, now only able to focus on his fingers covering yours.
"I'm not trying to say anything," he chuckled. "I'm saying it directly. This is my confession to you, Y/N. Do you accept me?"
The truth you were trying to avoid was now outlined so plainly. Never in all of the time you had known him had you guessed Hyunjin could have a crush on you. It was a shock in a way, but with how romantic he was, it seemed on brand. You weren't even entirely sure if he liked you, or just the idea of you. That was the issue with Hyunjin. He was easily wrapped up in his own poetic ideals so much so that you weren't sure that he recognized they didn't necessarily apply here.
"Hyunjin, I-" you began, but were immediately startled by the thud coming from the direction of the balcony. Looking up, you could see Seungmin had pressed his forehead against the glass and was now staring intently at the two of you.
Shaking your head in an attempt to get your thoughts together, you looked back toward Hyunjin. "Do you really like me?"
"What?" he asked, furrowing his brows. "I literally just launched into a speech-"
"Which was very nice," you continued. "But also, were you thinking up those words before you met me and just happened to find someone that they might apply to?"
"I, uh," Hyunjin stumbled, confusion painting his handsome face. "Well, I mean, I've had dreams about who I thought I'd be with."
"I very much appreciate what you said to me," you nodded. "But Hyunjin, we're just friends."
"Friends," he repeated dumbly. "Right."
"I'm sorry," you whispered. Glancing toward Seungmin again, you could hardly stand the moody look covering his face as well. "I just...if I'm being honest, I have feelings for someone else."
Hyunjin looked up with a cringe. Catching the direction your eyes were staring, he let out a hiss of understanding. "Seungmin."
"Seungmin," you nodded in agreement.
"Well," Hyunjin sighed. "I guess I can't be too torn up. I should have known better, really."
"Thank you for baring your heart to me," you smiled sadly. "But I think you still have some stardust to reunite with."
"Maybe," Hyunjin grumbled. You could tell he was trying to act unbothered. "Thanks for letting me down in a nice way. I think it helps the crushing weight of being alone."
You let out a laugh. "Did it?"
"Not really," Hyunjin smiled tentatively. Finally taking his hand from yours, he pulled you in for a one-armed hug instead. "Go talk to him."
"Thank you," you said quietly.
"Yeah, yeah," Hyunjin grumbled. "You'll make it up to me sometime."
You nodded before pulling yourself off the couch. Your heart was fluttering in your chest, and you weren't entirely sure if you could handle the other half of this conversation so soon.
Seeing your approach, Seungmin stepped back from the door, and yanked it open. Stepping gingerly out onto the balcony, you slid it behind you again.
"Are you two strolling happily into the sunset?" Seungmin chuckled bitterly. Spinning so he wouldn't have to look at you, he set his forearms on the balcony railing.
"Quite the opposite," you hummed, taking a spot beside him. "I'm pretty sure I yeeted all of his hopes directly into the sun instead."
Seungmin's head swiveled toward you and his brow furrowed. "You didn't return his feelings?"
"Nope," you sighed. "I have feelings for someone else."
"Great," Seungmin croaked, looking away again.
After a moment of silence, he straightened and faced you. "Look, I know you weren't really expecting to hear two guys make a fool of themselves tonight but let me get this out."
You tried not to appear amused as you gave him your full attention.
"Y/N," he said sternly. "I never thought I would care about someone like this. I get it. Love is this unpredictable, unexpected...thing that just forces itself upon you, but frankly, it's been miserable."
You lifted your brows in surprise but remained silent.
"This feeling," he continued, his eyes searching your face. "This feeling that I have...it's going to explode out of my chest. It's too big. These emotions...they aren't even mine anymore. There is so much of you rooted in me that I don't even belong to me anymore and it's really very irritating."
This time you couldn't hold the huffed laugh that escaped from your lips.
"If you could just...please," he finally said, defeated. "Please either give my heart back...or if I'm lucky, give me yours instead. I know I'm annoying, and I know I can be prickly, but-"
As soon as his confession turned into whatever flaws he assumed he had, you wouldn't let it go on any longer. Closing the space between you while he was still in mid-sentence, you leaned forward and placed the lightest kiss on his still moving lips.
Looking at you with wide eyes, he touched his fingertips gingerly to his mouth and remained very still.
"Here I am," you smiled slowly. "Giving myself to you, as requested."
"I'm sorry," Seungmin said, his voice much hoarser than it had been previously. "Is this real? I just need to confirm I am not hallucinating."
You laughed as you reached up and cradled his cheek. "You impossible boy."
"Not hallucinating," he confirmed, placing his fingers lightly atop of your hand holding his face. "Maybe you should kiss me again just so we can make sure."
You chuckled as he rested his forehead against yours. "If that will convince you."
"Great," Seungmin said quietly. "I'm going to need to be thoroughly convinced, just saying."
