pairing: bf! skz x gf! reader⋆˚࿔
genre: doing the "current boyfriend" prank on your boyfriend, fluff, humor, some of the members being gullible asf, cursing, a little bit suggestive ( jisung duh ), seungmin being seungmin..?
⤷ ゛note - thank you so much for all the love and support on my first ot8 fic!! i really didn't expect it to blow up like that. i've been seeing this trend around tt and decided to use it as a prompt for the skz members! pls lmk what u think! ˎˊ˗
Chan, ever the responsible one, made the bet first. “One month. No distractions. We focus on our health, our music, and our discipline.”
And then Y/N walked into the studio wearing his oversized hoodie. His hoodie.
He blinked once. Twice. Then promptly forgot what he was producing.
“You good, Chan?” you ask, sipping your drink, perched on the edge of the couch like temptation wrapped in casual comfort.
“Mhmm,” he hums, eyes fixed on the computer screen that’s not even on anymore.
He convinced himself it was manageable—he could handle this. But the moment you stretched and yawned softly, he nearly lost it. Later, he was found doing push-ups in the hallway.
“Bro... what are you doing?” Changbin asked, surprised.
“Working out the energy,” Chan responded between clenched teeth.
Lee Know
Minho insists he’s unbothered. “It’s easy,” he claims. “Just don’t think about it." But he's clearly lying.
Because Y/N chooses to sit beside him during movie night—and not just beside him, but nestled into his side, fingers playing absentmindedly with the hem of his sweater.
“You’re tense,” you tease with a smile.
"Am I?” he mutters, voice dropping an octave.
He stays perfectly still, not even shifting when you rest your head on his shoulder. His eyes stay fixed on the screen, seemingly reciting the alphabet backwards in his mind just to keep it together.
Hyunjin glances over from across the couch and whispers, “Minho’s gonna combust.”
By day ten, Minho is cleaning everything— not out of hygiene, but to distract himself from thinking about you. Even the cats seem to be judging him.
“You’re so weak,” he mutters to himself in the mirror.
"You lasted two minutes of cuddles," he adds, as if taunting his own resolve.
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Changbin
Changbin was determined to win the bet. “I’m strong,” he boasted, flexing his muscles. "I have willpower." But he never saw Y/N walking into the gym in leggings.
“Spot me?” you ask casually.
“Y-yeah, sure,” he stammers, hurriedly trying to compose himself.
Throughout the set, he avoids eye contact, glancing anywhere but at you. The mirror? Nope. The ceiling? Maybe. By the third rep, his face is flushed, and he's mumbling prayers to every deity he knows.
After finishing, he dashingly heads to the locker room to dunk his head under cold water, desperate to cool off.
Later, Chan greets him with a curious, "How’s the challenge going?"
“I’m… suffering," Changbin admits, exhaustion plain in his voice.
He begins doing late-night runs to “clear his mind,” but it’s no use—especially when he sees your text: “Don’t forget to stretch 😉".
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Hyunjin
Hyunjin was brimming with confidence. “I’ll just channel it into my art,” he declared.
But that turned out to be a bad idea. Every painting he created wound up looking just like Y/N.
One night, you visit his studio out of curiosity about what he’s working on.
“Can I see?" you ask.
“No!” he snaps, hastily shielding his canvas as if it’s top secret.
You tilt your head, smirking. “Is that supposed to be me?”
His ears flush bright red. “No… maybe… shut up.”
You sit beside him, peering over his shoulder, and swear you can feel a static warmth radiating from your proximity.
He drops his paintbrush abruptly.
You giggle softly.
He mumbles something that eerily sounds like a prayer.
Later that night, he sends a message to the group chat:
Hello! Recently, that video of Bang Chan with the black card caught my attention again, and since then I can't stop thinking about it — seriously, it's been in my head all the time, lol.
So I thought I'd ask you: could you write something inspired by it? I can't get this idea out of my head!
I apologize in advance for any mistakes or if the text is confusing. English is not my first language and I'm using a translator to help me write this. Thank you so much!
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🎧What does Chan's black card and his love for you have in common? 🎧
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📖 Summary: Chan Spoiling you after a hard day
🖋️ Author’s Note: So sorry it took me so long to write it. had the biggest writer's block ever. hope it's what you wanted and you'll like it. I'll try to write more and write other requests too as fast as i can❤️❤️❤️
⚠️ Warnings: This is a comfort fic because i am a sucker for comrort fics. Reader feeling overwhelmed in the beginning and having a bad week. kissing. Chan being a dork. Gender neutral reader. NOT PROOFREAD
The day was simply the worst. To be honest, it wasn’t just today. The entire week just sucked. It was an absolute nightmare. And today was just a cherry on top. Everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. Honestly you barely managed not to break down. The odds were not in your favor though as they kept rapidly declining.
The only highlight of the week was that you and Chan were supposed to go to this book fair. You had been saving up for a long time to buy all the books you wanted. But with water faucet breaking and ruining your freshly renewed bathroom walls. That savings were gone in a second. It’s truly amazing how hard it is to save money and how it takes only a second for that money to be gone.
Chan had offered to pay for everything. But you told him no. Your relationship was relatively new. You didn’t want him to feel like you were taking advantage of him and were after his money. It didn’t matter that he was the one to offer to pay, you still felt bad. Although how sweet he was doing really made your heart melt for him all over again. You loved how secured and loved he always made you feel. It was almost astonishing how simple loving him really felt. How easy it felt.
Honestly when Chan called, he did say that you could still go together and he did offer to buy you books. But at this point you didn’t even feel like doing anything. All you wanted was to crawl under the sheets and cry. You didn’t even care about books anymore.
So you were quite surprised when you got to your house and saw Chan in the front holding biggest bouquet of your favorite flowers ever. “Channie?”
The warm smile he gave you almost made you forget how bad you felt. “Hey baby.” His voice was so sweet and gentle it immediately made you emotional. You just went to him and hugged him tight.
The second you hugged him you could feel all the stress leave your body. Everything seemed all right. Chan, careful with the bouquet he was still holding, held you tight. “Channie I’m so glad you’re here.”
Chan huffed out a laugh before leaning in to kiss your cheek. Honestly it was to be studied how putty he got you in matter of seconds.
Chan Just held you for a while. His hand gently massaging your lower back spreading warmth all over your body. He must have felt how drained you felt. He took your keys from you and led you inside. He took your bag and placed it neatly. He even took the bouquet and placed it on the coffee table because he knew you would want to take pictures first before putting it in the vase and removing wrapping paper.
“The bouquet is beautiful baby. Thank you so much.” You told him softly. Truly appreciating that he was here with you. Chan sat you down on the couch and kneeled in front of you. His eyes twinkled softly in the dim light of your living room lights. He placed his hand on your knee before starting to talk, his voice soft yet sturdy. “We have few hours until the book fair is over, it’s the last day. We can go there. I will buy you all the books your little heart desires and I’m not taking no for that. And after that we can go eat a nice meal. Or…” - He paused again his grip on your knee getting a bit tighter.-“We could stay in the house, I will order you the books you wanted. So yes you’re getting those books whether you want me to buy you those books or not. And we can order the food here. Of course both options include us cuddling and you getting pampered and getting all the kisses you want.”
It is truly amazing how your heart feels like it’s going to burst yet is melting at the same time. For a second or two you’re completely overwhelmed by how much you love this man. You want to say something but the words are stuck in your throat, your eyes well up for a second. You just lean in and kiss him trying to show him just how much you love and appreciate him.
He kisses you back immediately, his lips move softly against yours, his hands now moving to rest on your hips as your hands move to rest on his shoulder, one sliding into his soft hair and gently holding onto it.
“I love you.” – You say against his lips before leaning in and softly kiss him again. Chan smiles into the kiss and gives you several more sweet pecks. “I love you too baby. Now what do we do?”
You chuckle, feeling 100 times lighter than you felt before. “Can we go to the fair? I really want to go with you…you don’t have to buy me books. We could just browse.”
Chan stops you with yet another kiss. “Nonsense, what my partner wants my partner shall get. We’ll get you all the books you want. Tell you this, not only am I going to buy you all the books, I’m even going to carry all of them so my pretty partner doesn’t have to lift their pretty hand.” He looks at you for a second before smiling softly. “Let me spoil you okay?”
“I feel bad though. You shouldn’t spend so much money on me. You got such a pretty bouquet for me too. Just spending time with you is enough baby.” Chan smiled and kissed you, effectively shutting you up. When he leaned back he got up and dramatically grabbed his wallet and took out his wallet to pick his black card.
“do you know what my love for you has in common with this credit card? Both are limitless. There are no limits at all.” He says with the smuggest grin but with the way his eyes are twinkling with mischief has you hollering in a second.
“you’re quoting business proposal?”
His smile widens. “My point still stands.”
You get up and hold him tight. “You’re a dork.”
Chan holds you back just as tight if not more. “maybe, but I’m your dork.”
With that as he promised you he took you to the book fair and not only did he buy you the few books he managed to make you admit you wanted, he also got every book you even looked for more than few seconds.
By the end of the day after you two ate at your favorite restaurant and now that you’re in your bed, seconds away from falling asleep in his arms you don’t even remember if there was anything remotely stressing you earlier.
With how safe and comfortable you’re feeling something in you just clicks and you realise that you may have found your soulmate.
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