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[sieun-my-lovee]

𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 (˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)

Stray Kids

bang chan

- only you

- the silent match masterlist

- stalker?

lee know

- the silence between us

changbin

hyunjin

han

felix

seungmin

i.n

skz poly fics

hyunlix

- shared silence

Formula One

lando norris

- crowded silence

oscar piastri

- black suits and quiet hearts

carlos sainz

charles leclerc

max verstappen

alex albon

lewis hamilton

f1 poly fics

Weak Hero

sieun

- headcannons

suho

baku

gotak

seongje

[powerhayakawaa]

when you're trying to find a good fanfic to read but your tumblr fyp is genuinly shit

[sieun-my-lovee]

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫?

bang chan x female reader

not requested

where you always feel a pair of eyes on you everywhere you go.

written in third person

tw: stalking, paranoia, stupid people, very short story

y/n growing up had always had anxiety. She had always felt paranoid about something. By the time she reached her teens, she believed it was getting better. School was going well, she had quite a few friends, and her parents were starting to..well..love her again.

Now, as she’s in her late twenties she’s noticed things getting visibly worse again.

She has an apartment to herself now. She’s out of university, has her degree and is living comfortably while working part time. Although, recently, at work, she’s always felt eyes on her.

She cannot tell if those eyes staring through her skull are coming from inside her work, or through the massive glass windows. She can’t tell if they’re following her home or just admiring from afar.

She has even felt eyes on her in her own house.

—

Christopher has always admired y/n from afar. Ever since the age of thirteen he has seen her as the most beautiful girl in school. He discovered her timetable, the usual times she goes to the bathroom, which routes she takes home, which bus, her clothing size…everything.

He was disgusting.

When he turned eighteen he decided to find out which university she was applying to. He then proceeded to also apply to that university. And to the same course.

By the age of twenty three he found out where she worked. Where she lived. And now he was watching her from afar as she fumbled with her keys, the ones with the dangly keyring of a cat, unlocking her car and getting ready to drive off. He also started to walk in the direction of her apartment.

After a fifteen minute walk, he landed around two minutes away. He stopped and stared at the apartment building. He spotted her car. She was already there. He sighed longingly and turned around, trudging back the way he came from.

—

y/n never spoke about how she was feeling. She always believed it was pure paranoia. Formed from her childhood depression that never seemed to vanish.

But it’s been worse recently. She was sitting in a cafe when she felt eyes on her. She turned her head slightly and made direct eye contact with Christopher. She recognised him from school. She smiled lightly at him and he blinked before smiling back.

‘Cute,’ she had thought to herself.

—

Christopher swear that day had been the best of his life. Not once, ever, had he made any form of contact with y/n. But now he had. And he was never forgetting it.

He took his phone out and snuck a few photos of her before putting a few bills on the table and exiting.

—

y/n did not expect to be grabbed by strong arms and shoved into a blacked out vehicle.

She had screamed but the person was too strong.

y/n did not expect to wake up in a comfortable bed in a normal bedroom.

y/n did not expect to look at the wall and see multiple monitors of security footage from her apartment.

She felt sick.

y/n did not expect to see Christopher walk through the door with a mug in his hand a grin on his face.

“Welcome home.”

___

guys it won’t let me put my banner in :(

im so sorry this is so short! I hope you enjoyed. it is not proofread…

send me requests!

[sieun-my-lovee]

guys after my school exams (my 2nd last ones ever) im locking in with my stories okay….i have loads of drafts

so at the start of february!! (my bday month 🥳)

love you all!! take care of yourselves ❤️

[sieun-my-lovee]

hi everyone! i don’t know if you noticed but i kinda went on a hiatus without even saying I was going to…

but im back!! im ready to write and im going to start writing my bangchan series soon :))

in the meantime, please please send me requests so i can write what you guys want!

[sieun-my-lovee]

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

hyunjin x female reader x felix

requested

the news gets out that the trio is dating. two idols and an unknown. let’s just say, people don’t react lightly.

The city lights of Seoul blurred past the car window, an endless sea neon that y/n could no longer appreciate. The silence filling the vehicle was heavy, thick and suffocating compared to the peaceful ambience they had earlier in the day. The contrast was extreme.

On the radio, which had been background noise until now, a news reporter’s voice started to speak clinically as Hyunjin reached to turn it up. The reporter spoke, “JYP, the agency for the globally renowned group Stray Kids has confirmed that member Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Felix are currently in a committed polyamorous relationship with a non-celebrity individual, known as y/n l/n. The announcement, made in an effort to combat malicious rumours, has sent shockwaves through the fandom…”

Hyunjin’s knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. Felix, in the passenger seat, reached to turn the radio off. His head was resting against the dirty window, his long hair covering his face. Y/n sat in the back, feeling like a ghost, her phone non-stop buzzing with thousands of notifications from various apps.

It had been their decision. The whispers and rumours online had finally turned to screaming, a clear image of them three out enjoying themselves circulating on twitter with cruel captions and comments. For months on end the rumours were shut down; ‘they’re just friends’ would be said repeatedly by the company, but the lie was becoming a prison. Y/n had looked between the two boys and openly said “I think we need to tell the truth.” And so it happened.

The truth, as it turned out, was a monster.

The first week was a special kind of hell. The hate comments were unbelievable. Unlike y/n had ever heard. Calling them all sorts of names and sending them threats.

But it was the silence in their own shared apartment that was the worst. Felix, their sunshine, their rock, retreated into a shell of very quiet anxiety. He’d still hold to y/n, but his hugs were stiff. Different. Not holding the same warmth. His smiles never reached his eyes. He was internalising all the pain, believing he had failed to protect them.

Hyunjin, their passionate, emotional artist, reacted the opposite way. He was a raw nerve, his temper flaring at the smallest things. He would spend hours doing art, painting his canvases with violent, dark strokes, then emerge and cling to y/n as if she was the only solid ground in a crumbling word.

Y/n, their girl, their love, was quiet. Suddenly too afraid to speak up. Not wanting to say the wrong thing. Every time she left the house she was on edge. Shoulders tense, scared to walk too close to anyone. Her world had turned to constant paranoia. She would cling to the two boys, constantly needing heat.

The pressure was immense.

The three of them, who had always fit together so perfectly, were now like jagged pieces, grinding against each other.

One night, the dam broke. The three were lying in bed, watching a movie. Y/n, in the middle of the two, was on her phone doomscrolling. She came across a post that was talking about how she had manipulated the two idols with lies to get them to date her.

And, unfortunately, Hyunjin’s eyes had drifted to her phone and had read the tweet. “This is unbearable,” he muttered, snatching her phone out of her hands. She reached to get it back but he threw it onto the beanbag in the corner of the room.

“What did you expect, Hyunjin?” Felix asked, looking at the TV still, “this is what we chose.”

“We didn’t choose this,” Hyunjin growled, “we chose to love each other. We didn’t choose to be dissected by millions of people online!”

“It’s the same thing!” Felix finally looked up, snapping at the boy opposite him. “Don’t you get it? Our love is public now. It’s not even ours anymore.” His words made y/n flinch and look down at her hands.

“It’s my fault,” she whispered to no one. “I’m sorry,” she pulled her knees to her chest.

“Is that what you’re saying, Lix?” Hyunjin asked, his hand stroking y/n’s arm. “That we shouldn’t have done it? That y/n is wrong?”

“I’m saying I can’t protect her! That I can’t protect either of you!” Felix’s voice broke. “I look at the comments, I see the things people say, and I feel so…helpless. What if this breaks us?”

The word hung in the air. Break. The unspoken fear they have all been carrying.

“Maybe it already is,” y/n spoke up, her voice still a wounded whisper. She looked from Hyunjin to Felix, her eyes so full of pain. “Maybe some things aren’t meant to survive the light,” her voice cracked at the last word, covering her face completely and silently crying.

Felix crumpled, also burying his face in his hands. Hyunjin sat at the edge of the bed, the silence screaming in his ears. It was their fault. Not just y/n’s. It was their idea. Their agreement. They had broken the most beautiful thing they had ever known.

——

The next few days had been only silence. The three barely spoke to each other. Maybe the odd ‘good morning’ or ‘how are you?’. That was the height of it. Eventually, Felix had mentioned it.

He had said, “I’m sorry for everything and I love you both so much. I can assure you that us not speaking and staying in silence isn’t going to stop anything. It’s not going to stop idiotic people from hating. We need to learn to manage it, how to speak to each other, not distance ourselves,” by then he had started crying, “please. I need you both. I love you both.”

It had caused the other two to cry and all of them realise their mistakes.

They started relationship therapy to learn to communicate, to not let the outside noise become the soundtrack of their home. Felix started being more open about his anxieties instead of bottling them up. Hyunjin channeled his passion into a new series of paintings, this time with vibrant, bright colours. Y/n found her voice again, learning to stand tall as her own person.

Months later, on a cold, clear winter night, they were at their new apartment, a higher-floor sanctuary with a breathtaking view of the city. The public scrutiny had slowly begun to die down, replaced by a quiet, grudging respect from some, and fervent support from others.

The other members of Stray Kids had of course known about the relationship and the struggles they faced. But they also now knew about their rebuilding and progress. They gave them support and love with open arms.

Felix was baking brownies in the kitchen, the warm, sweet scent of chocolate filling the air. Hyunjin was sketching on the sofa, his feet tucked under y/n’s legs. A soft playlist of their favorite songs was playing in the background.

Y/n looked from one to the other. At Felix, who was now humming, a genuine, easy smile on his face as he carefully placed chocolate chips on the side. At Hyunjin, who looked up from his sketchbook, caught y/n’s gaze, and gave her a soft, private smile that still made her heart skip a beat even after all this time.

It wasn’t perfect. Far from. But their love story would always be complex, a subject of curiosity and sometimes difficulty. But in this moment, it was theirs. It was real. With no negative background noise.

Felix brought over a plate of warm brownies, settling on the floor by y/n’s feet and resting his head on her knee. Hyunjin put his sketchbook aside and leaned his head on y/n’s shoulder, his hand finding Felix’s hair and carding through it gently.

“You know,” Hyunjin murmured, his voice sleepy and content. “I was thinking about my next painting. It’s of three trees.”

“Yeah?” Felix asked, looking up.

“Yeah. Their trunks are separate, standing strong on their own. But if you look closely, up where the branches meet… they’re all intertwined. You can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.”

Y/n felt a wave of overwhelming love so powerful it threatened to overwhelm her. She placed a hand on Felix’s cheek and turned to press a kiss to Hyunjin’s temple.

The city lights twinkled outside the window, no longer a blur of anxiety, but a blanket of stars watching over them. The storm had passed. They were scarred, a little weathered, but they were rooted deep. And they were, finally, undeniably, happy. Together.

thanks for reading!! send requests please and I hope you enjoyed!!

[sieun-my-lovee]

send me requestssss please

[sieun-my-lovee]

bang chan series masterlist

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡

part 1 -

part 2 -

part 3 -

part 4 -

tbc….

when the class got told about a marriage project for 8 weeks in no way did they assume it was going to be about genuinely living together. what happens when eighteen year old soccer player christopher bahng gets paired with an unknown lowlife girl from the countryside?

all characters are aged 18 or above. will be stated otherwise if not.

suggestive scenes may be included.

[sieun-my-lovee]

can we get a poly hyunlix??

yes indeed we can

sorry it’s genuinely took me a month to see this but I will get writing

[sieun-my-lovee]

im not sure if many people have watched the anime ‘more than a married couple, but not lovers’ but I want to make a fic on it for bang chan.

basically it’s a high school au (kinda suggestive but if i was writing it in no way would I cross to smut seeing as they’re minors) and a male is out with a female for 2 weeks and they have to act like a married couple to gain points and be top of the table and pass. if you get a certain number of points or an A im pretty sure u can swap partners

obviously way more depth and it would be a long fic but it would be a strangers to enemies to lovers sort of thing.

what do we think?

yes

no

yes but not chan

Voting ended onOct 29, 2025

[sieun-my-lovee]

hi everyone, i promise ive seen your requests and I am working on them. life has actually been so busy recently but once Halloween comes around and i get a break im going to be writing like mad. love you all and hopefully ill get around to posting some requests soon. but if not, you’ll see more work from me in around 3 weeks time!

[sieun-my-lovee]

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴜꜱ

ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ʏ/ɴ ᴅʀɪꜰᴛꜱ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜꜱʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

ᴛᴡ: ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴅɪꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ, ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ, ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ, ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇꜱ, ᴍɪꜱᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀᴄᴄᴜꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴛᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ, ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ, ʙʀɪᴇꜰ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ/ꜰʀᴜꜱᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

——

y/n hadn’t planned to distance herself from Minho. It just sort of happened. At first, it was small things. For example, a late reply here, a missed call there. Then, when her anxiety began gnawing at her chest during rehearsals and interviews, she thought it best to pull away entirely. She told herself it would be temporary. Just a short break. That once she got herself under control, she’d go back to him with a smile that didn’t feel forced.

But Minho noticed. Of course he did. Who wouldn’t?

He noticed when her laughter — the kind that used to bubble out around him without any restraint — turned into polite, little hums. He noticed when she left rooms a little too quickly, when her gaze slid away the second his eyes found hers. He noticed, and it gnawed at him more than he wanted to admit.

At first, he gave her space. He reasoned with himself: she’s busy, you’re busy, it’s normal. He kept trying to convince himself. But as the weeks dragged on, patience began to feel like denial.

——

“Are you really going to ignore me forever?” His voice was sharper than intended when he caught her outside a dressing room one evening, her group and his bumping into each other between schedules.

y/n froze, eyes darting anywhere but him, looking around. She suddenly found the wall very interesting. “I’m not ignoring you.”

“Don’t lie to me.” His jaw clenched, anger and hurt spilling over. “What did I do? Or is this about someone else? Did you—” He stopped himself, shaking his head. “Forget it.”

Her silence only made it worse. He searched her face, desperate for an answer, but all she gave him was a quiet, “I can’t do this right now.”

And then she walked away.

——

The days that followed were suffocating. They still saw each other in passing, idols stuck in the same orbit, but Minho’s eyes burned with questions she never answered. His frustration grew until it spilled over in practice rooms, in snapped words at members who didn’t deserve it.

“Maybe she’s just tired,” Seungmin had muttered once, but Minho couldn’t shake the image of her avoiding him. Tired people don’t run away like that. They didn’t.

It wasn’t until Chan sat him down after a particularly tense rehearsal that the walls cracked.

“You’re letting your assumptions eat you alive. Have you even asked her what’s wrong? Really asked?”

——

It took him another week to build the courage. By then, y/n looked even thinner, shoulders sagging under invisible weight. He found her late one night, huddled on the rooftop of their company building, knees tucked to her chest as the city lights blinked below.

For a moment, he just stood there, guilt pressing down heavier than the night air. Then, slowly, he sat down beside her.

“I was wrong,” he said finally, voice soft but steady. “I let my feelings get the best of me. I thought you didn’t want me anymore. I thought maybe you’d found someone better, someone you’d rather spend your time with.”

Her breath hitched, and she turned to him with watery eyes. “It was never about that, Minho. I just… I’ve been drowning in everything. Schedules, expectations, my own head. It got so bad I thought staying away would be easier. For the both of us.”

“Easier?” His voice cracked. He reached for her hand, gripping it tightly when she didn’t pull away. “y/n, do you really think I’d want distance if you’re hurting? Do you really think I’d rather be left in the dark?”

Tears slid down her cheeks before she could stop them. “I didn’t want to drag you down with me.”

His expression softened, and he pulled her into his chest without hesitation. “Then let me drown with you. Or better yet, let me help you swim. I don’t care if it’s messy, if it’s ugly, if it takes time. Just… don’t shut me out.”

Her body trembled against his, but for the first time in weeks, the tightness in her chest loosened. Wrapped in his arms, the world didn’t feel so unbearably heavy.

——

It didn’t fix everything overnight. y/n still had long days and darker nights, and Minho still had his own battles with exhaustion and pressure. But from then on, they faced it together. Quietly, stubbornly, hand in hand behind the closed doors of their chaotic lives.

And for Minho, that was enough. Because loving her, even in her silence, was better than losing her to it.

——

i hope you enjoyed!! this was a request.

[sieun-my-lovee]

Hi. I’d love to send in a requests. Are there any rules? Thank you!

sorry for seeing this so late!! there is absolutely no rules except I cannot write member x member for skz. not because i don’t want to but because i struggle!!

I’ll write anything including smut or polyamorous relationships. few free to send anything!! recently I’ve been focusing on stray kids fics but ill ofc still write f1 if anyone wants!

[sieun-my-lovee]

hello everyone I’d love for yous to send me some skz requests or f1 requests!! please feel free to, i will literally write anything that i can

[sieun-my-lovee]

can i get an angsty reader x minho drabble where the reader starts distancing herself from him due to stress and mental health issues but he lets his feelings get the best of him and gets mad about it and jumps so conclusions, accusing her of other stuff. with a happy ending ofc wherein he learns why the reader was acting like that. if you could, please make it an idol x idol drabble 🙏

okkk this is such a good requestttt! i absolutely suck at writing idol x idol as i end up just making it seem like 2 normal people but i will certainly try my best and it should be up by the end of this week or the very start of next week 🫶🏻🫶🏻

it will probably be quite a short short drabble but i hope it’ll live up to your expectations!

just bear with me, i’ll get it done eventually

[sieun-my-lovee]

Only you

bangchan x female reader

being bangchan’s everything was supposed to feel simple, but when the lines between friendship and something more blur with another member, his quiet insecurities begin to spiral into something he can’t hide anymore. distance grows, words are left unsaid, and the love you’ve built together starts to crack under the weight of jealousy and fear. but, even when misunderstandings threaten to tear yous apart, some bonds are too strong to break…and in the end, you both have to decide if love is enough to put the pieces back together.

tw: insecurity, a bit of angst, jealousy, reader is oblivious, hyunjin mentioned, other members a bit rude (sorry)

Bangchan wasn’t the most jealous person you’d meet. Really, he wasn’t. He was mature and older than the other members, making him more aware. He knew you wouldn’t do anything. The trust he had for you after the past 4 years together was amazing.

You would never do anything disloyal. You loved him with all your heart and couldn’t imagine yourself without him.

Obviously, you knew the other members. It was impossible not to. You had met them after dating Chan for only two months. They were his closest friends. His brothers. And you were friendly with them. Chan didn’t mind. Hell, he didn’t care. Of course you could be friendly with them.

Currently, Chan is in the recording studio. He’s sitting at the desk while the members take it in turns coming in and recording lines. Their comeback for the album ‘KARMA’ was soon and they needed to speed up their recordings.

You were sitting in a different room in the building by yourself, scrolling on your phone. Just doomscrolling on TikTok, liking random videos. You looked up when you heard the door opening. Peeking through the crack in the door was Hyunjin. You smiled as you saw him. “Hi.”

“Hello,” he murmured, walking into the room and closing the door. He moved over and sat down on the floor right beside you. “You okay?”

You nodded and shut your phone off, setting it on your thigh. “You?”

He nodded and smiled, taking his cap off and running a hand through his hair. “How’s you and hyung? I haven’t talked to you in a while.”

You smiled brighter at the mention of Chan. “We’re amazing,” you nodded, “better than ever. It’s nearly our four year anniversary soon.”

He smiled at you. “That’s good, that’s good.” He started to mess with the ring on his finger. “You’re really special to him, you know?”

Your smile dropped a bit at the sudden seriousness in his tone. “I know,” you murmured. “I love him.”

He nodded.

For the next twenty minutes the two of you sat in the small room, on the hard floor, laughing together and making jokes, while also catching up.

You were unaware that Chan was standing outside the room, watching you, seeing you smile and laugh with Hyunjin. You haven’t laughed with him like that for a while. A very long time. His chest suddenly felt a bit tight. It meant nothing, right? You had both just been busy. Nothing had changed. Hyunjin must have just said a joke.

But when he noticed you both laugh and your hand rest on Hyunjin’s arm to keep yourself from doubling over, his eyes narrowed. His natural response was to get pissed before he just hid.

He knew you and Hyunjin were close. Of course he knew that. And quite frankly, he couldn’t care. But seeing you that close to him? Seeing you laugh with like that? It stabbed something in his chest.

He took one more glance before walking off. He made his way to a room with multiple couches in it and a massive television. All the other members were there, lounging, watching some random movie and eating junk.

He huffed as he sat down beside Changbin, taking some popcorn out of his bowl. His eyes moved to the television screen before looking down to his phone. His lock screen was a photo of you and him, smiling together. Felix had took the photo without you two knowing around a year ago.

He clicked his phone shut, slouching back in the chair. Suddenly, the movie went quiet as someone had pressed mute.

“What’s wrong with you?” Han asked, adjusting himself in his seat as he looked directly at Chan.

“What?” Chan asked, masking his jealousy. “Nothing. I’m just tired,” he murmured. “You all did great today, by the way,” he tried to change the subject.

“Chan, what’s wrong?” Felix asked.

“Nothing.”

“Is it about Y/N?” Minho asked. “Did something happen?”

Chan went quiet before nodding. “Nothing big, like. I’m just being stupid.”

“Probably,” Jeongin snickered. Felix sent him a look.

“Where’s Hyunjin?” Changbin asked, mouth full of popcorn. “He said he’d get me chocolate.”

Chan stayed silent. No one said a word.

“Is he with Y/N?” Seungmin spoke up. Chan nodded. Jeongin and Han snickered.

“Are you jealous, hyung?” Jeongin asked.

“Shut up.”

The room erupted into giggles and wheezes. “You’re jealous of Hyunjin?” someone asked.

Chan shook his head and stood up, exiting the room, shutting the door. He couldn’t deal with teasing. They wouldn’t understand. He heard your laughter down the corridor and stood still, taking a deep breath.

———————

Later that night, you were both lying in bed. Chan hadn’t spoken a word in ages.

Earlier on, you and Hyunjin had been in that same room together for over an hour, oblivious to Chan’s feelings and the fact he had seen and heard you both.

He knew it was harmless. He knew he was being dramatic. He simply couldn’t help it.

“Have I don’t something wrong?” you finally spoke up after being silent for half an hour. “You haven’t talked to me all night.”

Chan grunted and rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling.

You moved closer to him. You rested your head on his arm, lip trembling. “Please talk to me. I’m sorry for whatever I did.”

Chan turned to look at your face and noticed the red eyes and blotchy cheeks. He sighed and turned his body to face you.

“Did you talk to anyone today?”

You looked at him confused. “What? Of course I talked to people today.”

“Barely talked to me,” he whispered. “You barely talk to me anymore at all. You’re either busy or sleeping. When do we ever get a chance to laugh together? Sit on the floor for an hour together, touch each other? Never. We never do anymore.”

“Chan, what are you talked about?” you whispered.

“I’m talking about you and Hyunjin. You were so comfortable with him today and…and it made me feel like shit. You were with him for so long, baby. I don’t understand. Do you not want us anymore.”

“It was never like that,” you say. “Chan, I love you so much. Hyunjin and I were just catching up, I promise.”

“It didn’t seem like it when you were touching all over his arm.”

You sat up to properly look at him. You were crying now. “You can’t be serious,” you whispered. “Chan, what?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just saying what I saw.”

You wrapped your arms around him, shaking your head. His hand came to rest on your head.

“We were just talking,” you choked out. “I didn’t mean any harm. I promise. I promise.”

He shushed you and nodded his head. He had been overreacting. “I know,” he whispered. “I’m sorry. I’ve just been so tired and seeing you with him made me irritated.”

Not long later, you had calmed down and dozed off in his arms. He made a promise to understand what was happening next time before he got so angry.



hello!! I lowkey hate this and it’s so rushed but I hope you guys enjoyed!! It’s my first ever stray kids fic soooo

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hellooo i think ive made a good start on the bangchan angst fic so i need opinions!!

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