oh my fucking god don’t even get me started it’s so fucking funny. by this point, the boys have discovered a sort of uhh.. logistical problem– about you being the only omega.
after so many of your heats where you’re absolutely overwhelmed with hickeys, marks and their scent that any other stranger might think you’d been mauled, the boys had a sit down and finally came up with ✨the system ™️✨
now, they have a rotating schedule of pairs that you get to stay with you during your heats. each alpha paired up with one beta to make sure each and every one of your needs were tended to.
moving on to the actual pairings…
alpha!chan with beta!jeongin -;-
when you’re with channie and innie it easily goes one of two ways, depending on the mood. slow, sweet and sensual, making sure you’re every need is completely doted to while chan teaches our inexperienced little maknae how to properly rip an orgasm from your throbbing, aching cunt. chris would kiss your tears away as you’re sobbing with pleasure, trembling and hugging close to his toned torso as jeongin fills you up with yet another load with slow, deep drags.
the other way it can go, is absolutely chaotic, jeongin giving in completely to his instinct and your absolutely delectable scent as chan is enthusiastically coaxing jeongin’s face closer so that he can lap deeper into your sweet pussy. don’t get me wrong, chan gets a lot out of this as well. after all, if jeongin wants to try something or practice, chan was going to need to demonstrate on you…
alpha!minho with beta!jisung -;-
when you’re with minho and jisung, minho just seems to be exponentially more bossy and demanding. he loves to watch and press his hips into jisung’s, helping to control his pace and guide jisung’s hips to provide you the maximum amount of relief. he will occasionally scold jisung if the younger was too close. after all, the alpha gets to cum first.
finally, minho would tease you as he would bully his cock deep into your overworked cunt, all while loudly discussing with jisung how good you feel between jisung’s sweet and messy kisses to your lips. you would often become so loud and whiny that minho would suggest jisung occupy your mouth with his cock to pacify you. this worked quite well, after all they didn’t want to disturb the rest of the pack. it was hard enough not always being with you for every heat.
alpha!changbin with beta!seungmin -;-
this pairing is often the one that leaves you the most marked up and sore. i am a huge fan of “binnie is the strongest alpha” supremacy. yes, channie leads, but changbin’s muscles speak for themselves. changbin’s strength combined with seungmin’s creativity and their shared high levels of energy you’re left absolutely exhausted. changbin and seungmin are absolutely devious together, because seungmin gets so many ideas for different positions and ways to use furniture to their advantage, and changbin has the strength to hoist you up or hold you however which way is necessary.
changbin would hold you, thighs pressed to your stomach passionately nipping at the back of your neck as seungmin’s cock thumps harshly against your gummy g-spot in just the perfect way. seungmin loves to tease, and would happily mock your mewls and whimpers as he eagerly fucks the thoughts out of your head. heats with changbin and seungmin are just erratic, desperate and needy.
alpha!felix with beta!hyunjin -;-
you see, this pairing is a bit of a toughie because felix is probably the least alpha-like alpha, and hyunjin is probably the least beta-like beta. this often causes their roles to switch and blend with you, but at the end of the day, you’re the omega here. regardless, these are usually the sweetest most sensual heats you have. both men aren’t particularly the type to be rough or aggressive. they prefer to stay comfortable in the nest, covering your hot and sensitive skin with kisses.
much more selfless lovers as well, they’re willing to use any and every part of themselves to help please you and relieve the aching heat you feel. eventually, after begging for their cocks would they jump at the opportunity. hyunjin would sweetly beg for you to suck him off, promising that he’d massage your scalp while he did, while felix ruts deep into your warm and tight cunt.
you wouldn’t have it any other way though, you love your boys and they all love you so much.
authors note ; okay okay so seeing these videos of felix, hyunjin and jeongin with the baby truly has its grip on me so have some yummy little felix breeding content
pairing ; felix lee x reader
wc ; 0.2k
content warning ; minors dni 18+ only! unprotected sex (wear a condom!), breeding kink, pregnancy kink, overstimulation, afab reader (fem nicknames)
soft cries and whines bubbled out of your raw throat as you feel felix pump yet another load into your swollen, sore cunt. one hand working it’s magic on your sensitive, overstimulated clit and the other caressing your left breast as the aussie spoke.
“can’t wait to see your tits all big and full for my baby… wanna fuck you full of my kids baby… gonna be nice and round, look so pretty and full for me… gonna make you a mummy… you’re gonna be such a good mum…”
you weren’t entirely sure if he was talking to himself, out loud, or what, all you could notice is the sticky peel of his skin away from yours as he pulled his softening cock out slowly.
quickly, his fingers catch the cum that began to leak from you, pushing two fingers in to your overstimulated cunt which elicits a soft yelp out of you from the sudden intrusion.
“s-sorry babygirl.. g-gotta make sure it sticks..” felix panted softly as he looked at you with astonished eyes. he loved you so much, he couldn’t ever imagine having anyone else bear his child. as you looked up to meet his gaze, you admired his beautiful face as strands of his fringe clung to his forehead with sweat.
he peppers soft, sweet kisses over the bridge of your nose and smiles, looking down at you in your fucked out state.
writers note ; so, this is my first official smut fic that i’m releasing so any and all feedback is welcome but please be gentle. i don’t typically write for non-sub!reader but this is something i want to get better on, so this will be entirely new to me, remember this plot is entirely a work of fiction and the accuracy of how the idol life functions may not be 100%, jisung is just fucking whipped for reader, i will note i did kinda skimp on the inter-band interactions, mostly just because i didn’t quite know how to incorporate it? plus, as i’ve mentioned on my page my knowledge about k-pop is exclusively skz, i don’t know any of the other of the bands well enough to incorporate them properly so i kinda just glossed over it? sorry if that was something you were really looking forward to.
themes ; smut, fluff, angst if you squint, friends to lovers
pairing ; han jisung x reader
wc ; 3.7k
content warning ; minors dni 18+ only! alcohol consumption, cursing, afab reader, unprotected sex (wear a condom folks!) feminine nicknames used for reader (mommy, goddess), needy jisung, reader could be plus size if you squint, switch!jisung (mostly sub), dubcon if you squint, jisung is kind of a nasty perv dw he just is obsessed with you, mommy kink, riding, edging, cum eating, oral sex (afab receiving), face sitting
misc ; (h/c) is hair color
jisung was the first to awake from his sleep, whining softly as rubbed his face. a dull ache pounds under his temples, reminding jisung of his actions from the night before. as he sits up, through bleary eyes he begins to recognize… he isn’t in his room. further yet, he isn’t even in his dorm.
as the covers fall from his chest, he shivers, noticing the distinct lack of clothing he had from the waist-up.
wary eyes scan his surroundings from right to left, and just as he’s putting the pieces together he sees you. (h/c) locks tumbled rebelliously around your face as you were curled snuggly into the sheets. jisung’s heart sinks, running a hand through his hair as his mind starts to spiral.
‘fuck, fuck, fuck! did we really just fuck last night? shit- we were so drunk i-‘ jisung thinks to himself as he begins to panic, his breathing beginning to roughen in response.
deep from slumber, you begin to awake as you feel the sensation of your bed beginning to rock. you groan softly, opening your eyes to try to fend off the disturbance only to remember a familiar faded-lavender haired man in your bed.
jisung was shifting around in the bed, trying to find his phone to see if there was any evidence left of what the two had done the night before, thinking the absolute worst.
“jisungie?” you speak up softly, your voice crackling from sleep.
memories seem to flood back from the night you had before as you start to sit up yourself
jisung had invited you out to the club, in celebration of their latest album release. jisung and the rest had been working tirelessly for the release and it was about time that they got a break. you found the night to be a blur of meeting many other idols that the alcohol made it difficult to remember just who and how many you’d met.
regardless, you happily followed jisung around, eagerly encouraging him to enjoy himself and celebrate. after all, you loved to see your favorite quokka so happy.
right now, however, you had decided to sit out this song with legs crossed as you sat atop the bar stool. you were sipping on some fancy cocktail that was way too expensive yet jisung insisted you get whatever you want. jisung always loved to spoil you, he cared so much about you and even if he still couldn’t push himself to confess he wanted to make it certain you were always taken care of.
the drink tasted of lemon, gin and herbal tea, advertised as some special type of tea. it was a periwinkle-purple beverage, almost like the color of jisung’s dusty lavender hair. maybe brighter? you couldn’t tell with the dim club lights.
regardless, you always admired just how pretty jisung always was. it didn’t matter what the producers wanted him to wear or change, he looked good in it.
now, your attention was being drawn back to the present by jisung who had stumbled his way back to you through the crowd with a sweet giggle.
“why aren’t you dancing jagi? are you not having fun?” jisung drunkenly cooed at you as he slipped an arm around your waist. you leaned into him slightly, resting a head on his shoulder as you giggled.
“just needed a rest, quokka, my feet were starting to hurt,” you reply with a sweet smile, taking another sip of your colored drink, “you worry too much, ji.”
jisung rolled his eyes and set down the bottle he had in his freehand, standing in front of you to wrap his hands around your waist once more.
“come on jagi will you please dance with me? you can take off your heels i’ll hold them for you” jisung begs with a whine, puffing up his cheeks a little and pouting at you with that plump lower lip of his.
just as you open your mouth to protest, but before you can even get out a word jisung interrupts you.
“i haven’t gotten a chance to be alone with you all night, please?” jisung hiccuped in his drunken state, giving you the biggest puppy dog eyes he could muster.
how could you say no?
with one long, careful sip you finish your fun cocktail, before removing your heels and holding them up by the straps. you hardly even notice how jisung stares at you as you take that sip, sucking his lower lip between his teeth as he picks up his almost-forgotten bottle.
he takes the shoes from your hand as you hopped down from your bar stool, standing in front of him to dance in place with him. well, it was hard to call it a dance. at first, this ‘dance’ was nothing more than his arms wrapped around your waist with your hands tucked up into those dyed locks you loved so much.
slowly, however this dance evolved to you grinding against jisung with your heels and his drink long abandoned by your bar stool. it seemed almost as if the rest of the world didn’t even exist as all your drunken minds could focus on were the neon lights, the music, and each other.
there had always been a sort of tension between you and jisung, yet you both were far too oblivious to see it. but now, tension seemed to be all out the window as you swayed your hips, rocking them back towards jisung.
jisung’s gaze immediately snapped over to you, his cheeks flaring up with a bright red as the first thing he notices is the darkening cherry red and deep maroon hickey that seemed to be forming along your collarbone and neck. he seems to stress even more as he notices this, which causes you to furrow your brows.
“hannie what’s wrong?” you ask softly after clearing your throat. as you sat up, your form was mostly covered by your oversized pajama shirt. how you managed to change shorts with how drunk you remembered you were was a mystery, but regardless it provided you some modesty.
“what? what do you mean what’s wrong?! why are you so calm? y/n i’m so sorry- i hope you can forgive me,” jisung says with a strained voice that seemed to end in a whimper. tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he looked down at you.
the look on jisung’s face was absolutely heartbreaking as he seemed truly devastated at what he’d thought he’d done to you. the poor man could barely bring himself to confess to you, so the thought that the two of you had done something together and neither of you were sober enough to be present for him made him feel so guilty.
“forgive you for what? i don’t underst- ohhh…” you begin to reply, before looking around and finally connecting the dots yourself.
“who taught you to dance like this babe? so dirty~” jisung giggled teasingly as he happily pulled your hips closer.
with your drunken mental state, all your inhibitions were out the window. as a result, you turn around and give him a mischievous little giggle, before tugging him down by the front of his windbreaker.
“you’re one to talk, sungie~ i swear some of the choreo you boys do should only be seen in a strip club~” you said back with a voice so low that he almost couldn’t make out what you had said over the loud club music.
almost.
jisung thanked the stars and everything he knew that with his drunkenness and the dim club lighting his furious blush was easily hidden or able to be lied about. the normally ever-so confident quokka man stopped dead in his tracks as he swallowed thickly.
it was as if he could hear his heartbeat right up in his ears as he tried to recover, stammering out, “it’s not my fault the choreographers plan what they pl-plan.. you should see what th-they do to channie-hyung.”
“honestly though, i swear sometimes its like he wants to act like a man-whore,” jisung continued, only to be cut off by you.
“oh shut up sungie,” you said sarcastically as you tugged him even closer with your grip on his windbreaker, crashing your lips into his.
after taking a moment to reboot and process exactly what was happening to him, jisung starts to slowly kiss back. it's a passionate, messy, needy kiss. a kiss full of pent up feelings and desperation, tongues quickly making their way to meet as you stood up on tip-toes to reach him.
when you finally pull away, he looks down at you, swaying slightly as he pants. his eyes are wide, pupils blown as the only thing that exists in his world and mind right now is just you.
“we leave now?” jisung breathlessly asks, sounding more like a plead as he looks at you desperately.
“yeah sungie, lets go.”
…
it wasn’t long before you found yourselves in the elevator of your apartment, curious and needy hands roaming all over each other as jisung nuzzles into your neck.
before you left, you’d offered to just take jisung back to your own flat to make sure he got somewhere safe. it took little convincing to get chan to agree with you, after he trusted you and it meant one less trashed hungover boy to deal with in the morning.
once you finally had made your way into your apartment unit, the two of you were out in your lounge with you tugging jisung on top of you, kissing at whatever exposed skin you could find on each other.
jisung slowly begins to nip at your neck in a bratty way, being impatient after waiting for so long to touch you. it was such a primal, deep need for him to be close to you, to feel your touch, to keep you as his and be yours
with heat beginning to pool in your core, you desperately try to tug him closer. by this point, all of the passionate, desperate kisses and touches the two fo you shared had begun to leave you absolutely dripping. you hook a leg around his hip, whining as you feverishly rock your hips into nothing.
a nasty, dreadful feeling starts to loom over jisung as he pulls back slightly, biting his lip with nervousness as he looked down at you.
“h-hold on jagi i- fuck. i want you i really do baby i j-just don’t wanna do this drunk. wan’ be here for it wh-when i fuck you.. wan’ remember it,” jisung said with a worried look, not wanting you to take his sudden halting as a rejection.
you look up at him sweetly and cup his face with a smile.
“of course ji, i understand. i can wait. you promise when we’re sober you’ll fuck me good like a good boy?”
jisung is already nodding dumbly before you even finish, an electric shudder running down his spine as he hears the words ‘good boy.’
you then wrap your arms around him in a soft hug, kissing his jawline slowly as you smiled.
“can we still keep kissing at least?” you ask softly, your hand tracing circles in his upper back gently.
“mhm of course jagi i love your kisses.. i don’t know why i didnt kiss you sooner..” jisung cooed back at you as you tugged him closer again, your lips locking once more.
“hannie its okay, we didn’t do anything..” you try to reassure him, having remembered more of the later parts of the night than he did, “look, my panties and fishnets are still on-“
you lift the sheets to show him. your fishnets had seen better days of course, but remained intact worn over your panties. you add “there’s no way we would have took these off and put them back on, and the crotch of them is still intact.”
jisung blushes darkly as he watches you, his brain swimming with a hundred complicated thoughts a second. he was torn between wanting to keel over from the fear he had just started to come down from and intensely turned on by the sight of your panties. he notes the darkened staining between your legs, likely from the night before.
“god jagi trying to give me a heart attack before i’m thirty-“ jisung says with exasperation as he runs his hand through his hair again as he lays back into the bed, rubbing his temples. with a few slow breaths, he begins to settle.
“so.. what are we going to do about this..” you finally ask after thinking for a few moments, trying to address the elephant in the room.
“this?” jisung asks with an arm thrown over his eyes as he tries to piece together the bits and pieces of the night they’d had together.
“well.. you’ve got hickeys.. i’ve got hickeys.. my panties are still sticky from last night.. we clearly wanted to do something last night,” you say, taking a pause before adding, “plus… i’ve liked you for a while, sungie.. and i think.. you might like me too, given the way you treated me and spoiled me last night..”
jisung tried to swallow, his mouth feeling dry at the raw statement. you weren’t wrong, this wasn’t something you guys could gloss over anymore.
“i uh.. aish.. guess i’m caught eh?” jisung finally said with an awkward crooked smile, his face flushed”
“i really do like you, baby, i have for a while.. you drive me so crazy i can barely even stand it baby- you have no idea what you do to me,” jisung adds as he bites his lip.
you reach forward slowly, cupping his soft cheek and thumbing against his cheekbone. your lips ghost over his own, leaving him to lean up and close the gap.
this kiss was slow and passionate, full of care and intention. his lips felt even better now that you had all your senses to focus on him. when he pulls away, looking up at you with unfocused eyes.
“so… can we continue where we left off..? p-please..?” jisung asked, barely above a whisper as he finally allowed himself to look you over again. with his discomfort now dissipated, arousal begins to take over as he feels his cock begin to twitch in his boxers.
“well, you did promise me you would after all, baby,” you said sweetly to jisung, climbing up onto his lap and situating his now rock-hard erection right up against your hot, damp panties. he winced at the sensation, his cock so sensitive that he could feel each individual layer between the two of you.
with a slow, languid rock of your hips jisung lets out a high pitched, desperate whine. you both stare at each other, almost as if you both hadn’t been expecting the sound. in response, you repeat the action, leaving jisung melting completely under you.
“shit- jagiya… f-feels so good..” jisung mumbled as he covered his mouth with his hand.
“what do you want to do jisungie? you have to tell me what you want..~” you cooed teasingly at him, leaning forward to cup his flushed face as you smiled at him lovingly.
“r-ride me please.. pl-please.. y/n i need your pussy so bad..” jisung pleads with you, hands running up your plush thighs quickly and fiddling with the threads of the fishnets.
“ah-ah-ah~ no touching hannie… gotta keep your hands to yourself if you want me to do that,” you tisked him waiting until his hands fell beside each of his hips and looking up at you. only now do you lean down to help tug at the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down with relative ease.
jisung’s cock sprung up for action, the tip a fiery-hot red and leaking precum as he just breathed heavily, feeling almost dizzy with arousal. you licked your lips at the sight, giggling slightly at jisung as you start to work your fishnets and panties off.
just as you’re settling yourself back into his lap, he speaks up again, so soft you nearly didn’t hear. “t-take the shirt off t-too? i wanna see all of you…”
you blush slightly, biting your lip as you pull at the hem of the oversized pajama shirt you’d been wearing. jisung notices your hesitation and speaks up a little louder now.
“please baby? you’re a goddess… so perfect… i just wanna see.. i promise.. i won’t touch… j-just like you asked.”
with the reassurance, you lift the shirt over your head, taking a deep breath. as you refocus your attention to jisung, he’s staring your body all over, not seeming to focus on one place in particular.
he just found every single inch of you absolutely stunning. he meant it. you really were a goddess. finally, his gaze focuses on your drooling cunt. he licks his lips slightly in anticipation, clearly holding himself back from just tugging you fully into his lap and onto his length.
you took your time settling into his lap and rubbing the tip of his cock through your hot folds, allowing your slick and his precum to mix and gather on his dick. with a deep breath, you position yourself above his hard cock, slowly sinking down until he’d bottomed out.
jisung lets out a strangled sounding moan as he grips the sheets tighter, fighting every urge to reach up and grab your thighs. “h-holy shit- ahhhh~”
after sitting for a few moments, you begin to move at a slow pace, your tight pussy massaging his length with every upward motion you made then tightening down with every downward motion. you let out a few small huffs, steadying yourself against his shoulders as you finally get up to a steady rhythm.
all that can be heard in your bedroom now is the soft squelching of your soaking cunt sinking down onto his cock, the soft huffs and whines shared between the two of you and the subtle creak of the bed frame.
his dick seemed to curve perfectly into your clenching pussy, hitting every exact spot that made you absolutely see stars. it seemed like every passing moment the both of you feel deeper into your hyperfixation on each other. minds hot and dizzy, only able to focus on the intense and pleasurable sensations of their actions.
“can i please touch jagi..? please..? i wanna feel you” jisung croaked out, almost trembling beneath you as he started to rock up into you, trying to speed up your pace.
“so impatient baby boy… not yet.. keep up the thrusting though,” you panted out to him, leaning forward to rest your head on his forehead. now, you slip a hand down to rub lazy circles against your previously-neglected clit.
quickly, he leans up to capture your lips in a desperate kiss, trying to find any outlet for his energy that he could utilize other than his hands. he whines and whimpers against your lips as he feels completely overcome by the sensations of your gummy insides.
it didn’t take much longer before jisung felt himself begin to reach his snapping point, gasping and squirming underneath you as his grip on the sheets beside him left his knuckles white.
“j-jagi~ jagi i’m gonna cum- i’m gonna-“ he begins to say, before you cut him off.
“no. i’m not ready yet, baby.. you c-can cum when i cum baby..”
jisung cries out as he bites down hard on his lip, trying his best to hold back. his breath hitches in his throat as he strains against his own impending orgasm. as he does so, you feel the heat that had been pooling in the pit of your stomach beginning to intensify, the knot inside begging to tighten.
“y/n.. j-jagi.. i- fuck! m-mommy.. mo-mommy please…” he says, almost in a sob as he his hips thrash up hard against yours.
something about him calling you mommy sets a fire alight inside you. you almost groan out softly, feeling your own climax beginning to creep up on you.
“keep begging like that baby, keep begging for me.. i’m so close.. god you’re so filthy..” you breathe out as your head lolls back.
“please m-mommy i need to cum so bad.. please.. i need it… i need.. a-ahh…” jisung whimpers in his fucked-out state, unable to even formulate a proper sentence.
with that, the knot inside you snapped, your orgasm washing over you with intensity. you moaned out as your throbbing pussy clenched around his length, which finally caused him to bust. his hot cum shot up deep inside you, leaving you shuddering at the sensation as you collapsed against his chest with exhaustion.
a few moments later, you reached up and tiredly cupped his face again, looking up at him. “so good for me, baby… thank you sungie..” you said sweetly to him..
jisung panted softly as he tried to recover from the dizzying orgasm that you’d just given him, his thighs trembling from the feeling. when you sat up to look at him, he finally caught a good look of your pussy which was now left dripping and creamy with your mixed fluids.
“please can you sit on my face..?” jisung asked softly, squirming in sensitivity as he felt you adjust on top of him.
“what?” you ask softly, surprised at his request.
“mommy please.. your pussy looks s’ good.. wan’ clean you up.. wan’ make you feel good.. please.. please..” jisung looked up at you with tearful eyes, hands curled into the sheets by his sides as he panted beneath you.
“i suppose you do deserve a treat, don’t you hannie..” you answered his pleas lovingly.
you pulled up off of him slowly, shuddering at the sensation as your combined fluids begin to leak down your thighs with a creamy sheen. jisung had been such a good boy for you, listening so good. you couldn’t help but reward him with what he was exactly asking for.
“you can touch now baby… its okay..” you say softly through your own pants, crawling over him to situate your puffy, swollen cunt above him. in response, he quickly grips his hands to the backs of your thighs, just under your ass and pulling you down as close as he could.
you lurched forward harshly as you felt his warm tongue provide an eager and broad lick to your dripping, cum filled cunt, his hands tugging you down ever closer to his face. you swore this man was going to be the death of you…
authors note ; honestly, i am so much like this requested reader, i love to care for people so much and if i could i would literally take care of all of them like my babies. feedback is always appreciated, please enjoy!!
genre ; fluff, angst-ish, established relationship
pairing ; sick!hyunjin x reader
wc ; 0.9k
content warning ; emetophobia, discussion of vomit but no vomiting, illness, hyunie cries, burnt-out hyunjin
“hyune please you’ve been complaining about your stomach hurting all day, you were so hot when i touched you! please can’t it just wait until tomorrow at least?” you tried to plead with the man who was groggily attempting to set up his recordings spot for the live. you’d been so worried sick about him, but much the workaholic who wanted to keep up his image, hyunjin had insisted he at least do this live.
“y/n, my dear you know i need to try to at least get something done..” hyunjin whined back. he sounded so uncomfortable as he sat down.
“okay just.. if you start to get worse, please tell me? please dumpling?” you attempted to reason.
“okay… fine, i will,” hyunjin responded with a weak smile.
of course, he never told you…
it had only been forty-five minutes since the live had started. now, found yourself rushedly texting chan with a slight stress. hyunjin seemed to just become more and more uncomfortable as the time had gone on. he was now complaining of feeling so cold and shivering, and sweat was causing his stray fringe hairs to stick to his forehead as he seemed even more pale than before.
y/n: chan
y/n: channie
dad chan 🫡: what?
y/n: please can you come up with some excuse for hyune to get out of the live? he’s seriously not looking good
dad chan 🫡: he did the live still?
y/n: yeah and he needs to stop
dad chan 🫡: alright alright i’ll take care of it
y/n: thanks channie
it wasn’t long now before you heard the vibration and ringtone of hyunjin’s phone. he answers while on the live, he’s hugging a throw pillow restlessly with one hand as he holds his phone up with the other.
“hi channie-hung… ….what? you were wanting me to look over those lyrics tonight? aye.. sorry channie, i’ll get to that right away i just have to quick end my live.”
defeated, hyunjin gave a soft and slightly whiny sign off and waved to the camera before ending the live, giving an even louder whine this time.
he curls up on the sofa with a groan, clutching around his middle now as he looks up at you with almost teary eyes. he croaks out softly, with that iconic pout that he always has with those plush, beautiful lips, “i should have listened to you.. i think i’m gonna… fuck.. no…”
hyunjin cries out softly as he blinks back tears, reaching a weak hand out for you. you are by his side within an instant.
you are methodically rubbing shapes into his back as you try to console him.
“just so tired, love.. trying to get everything done lately ‘s been so hard..” hyunjin croaked out in a weak, needy voice.
“i’m gonna get you an ice pack okay..? you’re so warm, dumpling,” you coo softly at him, trailing your hand down his cheek. your palm takes a brief pause over his cheekbone to thumb a few loving strokes into his cheek before continuing its path down his cheek and jaw.
you kiss his clammy, warm forehead briefly and stand up, smiling and humming in response to his weak but affectionate and appreciative gaze.
as you’re returning with a cool washcloth and an ice pack you hear the sickening sound of hyunjin’s dry heaving with dramatic whimpers peppered between the saddening noises.
“y/n..!” hyunjin wailed softly, in your direction. you rush to his side at the sofa, quickly grabbing the small trash that was in the room and kneeling beside him once more.
“i’m here jinnie.. i’m here..” you tried to console the poor boy, running your fingers through his sweat-dampened hair.
“don’t wanna puke.. d-don’t wanna puke..” the sick boy whimpered sadly as he continued to retch, one arm guarding his stomach while his free hand shot out to wrap around your lower back and pull you closer. you were such a comfort to him, he needed you as close as possible.
luckily, with a little bit of time and some slow strokes of his hair, the nausea began to subside, leaving the boy laying there and whimpering like a kicked puppy.
“i’m sorry you’re so sick baby.. lets get you to bed, yeah?” you suggest as he weakly sits up with a groan.
“yes please..” hyunjin croaks softly.
“i’ll make you some soup after you rest a little while okay?” you offer. you reach out to him to assist him to stand up, trying to help brace him. he graciously leans into you, following you to his bedroom and to his bed.
slumping into the bed, he just curls into his sheets and looks up at you with those desperate, puppy-dog eyes.
“stay please? too scared without you,” he asked softly, looking up at you where you sat at the edge of the bed.
“of course hyune, i’ll stay..” you answered, slotting yourself into the bed beside the man, sat up with your back against the headboard. he settles his aching head against your warm thighs and hooks his arms around your waist comfortably, as if that was meant to be his spot.
your fingers find their way to his scalp once more, soothingly massaging through the sensitive roots of his hair.
“should’ve listened to you,” hyunjin mused softly, already closing his eyes as he began to submit to his sickened exhaustion. now wasn’t the time to scold him. you just allowed your poor heartthrob to rest.
writers note: ; idk something about the skz boys wearing fake piercings and real piercings truly just has its grip on me. it’s not even fair. so, i decided to write about what piercing each member would get and a little bit of ideas about it please enjoy feedback is always appreciated
oh and this is excluding all of their original piercings, i know almost all of them have some variants and numbers of ear piercings, im talking about other types of piercings.
pairing(s) ; bang chan x reader, minho x reader, changbin x reader, hyunjin x reader, jisung x reader, felix x reader, seungmin x reader, jeongin x reader
content warnings ; 16+ (suggestive but no smut), body modification/piercings, gn!reader, uhh nipple piercings specifically?
bang ‘chris’ chan -;-
the piercing bang chan would be most likely to get would be a bridge piercing! i am so sure of this, honestly any nose piercing would look beautiful on him but frankly a bridge piercing would suit him the best.
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you would initially be really stunned when you came over to visit, your eyes immediately snapping up to the pointed silver studs placed high up on the bridge of his nose.
immediately, his face would drop to worry. “you don’t like it. aish, i knew this was a bad idea. i shouldn’t have let them talk me into it-“
“n-no channie! no.. it- sorry, its just different is all. it looks nice really.”
you couldn’t help but just stare, you thought your boyfriend couldn’t get any more attractive. yeah… you thought wrong… he was just so pretty. especially with the slit eyebrow that he’d had from a recent concert that hadn’t grown back yet.
“cat got your tongue sweetheart?” he’d say with a chuckle.
“i uhm..” you’d try to say. chan would just gently grab your wrist, tugging you into the dorm and hugging you close with another deep, rumbling chuckle.
“so i’m keeping it?”
“you’re keeping it.”
lee “lee know” minho -;-
i think falling in line similarly with a fake piercing he’s worn before, he’d get spider bites on his right lip. the rest of his features are too soft to be broken up by some other facial piercing i feel like.
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it took you longer than you cared to admit to notice. at first, you thought it was just for a music video they’d recorded. but then you noticed… minho hadn’t taken them off. you thought maybe it was for a new press style, but then.. the color changed. from silver to black. finally, while sitting on the sofa beside him you’d pipe up, “minho.. are.. those real..? did you really pierce yourself this time?”
“yeah? why not? does it look bad?” minho teased with a smirk, the smirk tugging the black rings along oh so slightly. fuck.
“you and i both know you look great, lino,” you’d say, trying to blow off the intense blush that had begun to bloom across your cheeks.
minho leaned in closer to you, ever the cocky blunt sexy individual that he was, his arm resting casually across the back of the couch. you hadn’t gotten to give minho a whole lot of love recently due to the band’s press business and whatnot, so you hadn’t yet had the chance to kiss him and notice the reality of his piercings.
“oh doll, you know i look great…” he said with a lowered, deeper voice.
almost as if he was reading your mind, he closed the gap between the two of you. cold metal tickled the edge of your lip as he did so, it seems almost somehow that this piercing made him even more bold than before.
you could get used to this.
seo changbin -;-
honestly changbin seems like a wildcard here but i think frankly an eyebrow piercing on his left eyebrow would suit his style the best. it’s truly a tie between this and an industrial. it depends on his mood when he was getting it honestly, as our dear binne seems to only have modes: cutie baby, and rough & dark. for the purposes of this imagine, we’ll go with the eyebrow piercing.
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you were the first to know about changbin’s lovely little impulsive choice. why was that? why my dear y/n, this man dragged your poor ass to the appointment with him. he claimed over and over that he just needed moral support, but really it was just because sometimes it was so hard to get time with just you when he was so busy and he liked to take any chance he could.
he had the funniest response to the piercing too, as he kept an entirely stone face but tears streamed down his face.
at the end, he’d claimed it didn’t hurt even one bit. you knew he was probably just playing it up but you didn’t. changbin always made you laugh, you loved that about him.
“so, what do you think?” he asked you as he stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked over at you as you two began to roam the streets with time to kill after his piercing.
“looks nice on you, dwaekki,” you’d coo at him with a teasing nickname. you always thought he looked attractive no matter what look he tried to pull. at the end of the day he was still your precious dwaekki.
“its gonna look really nice on stage too, i hope you told your managers about this,” you add.
a slightly alarmed look takes over changbin’s face as his eyebrows raise slightly. this earns him a pained wince that he tries to bite back.
“right.. i should tell them, shouldn’t i?”
hwang hyunjin -;-
okay okay i will fuckin go to my grave on this one. first of all, hyunjin won’t settle for just one piercing. and no, this is not me being indecisive. i am absolutely convinced that he would get just a standard lip piercing but also nipple piercings. he’s just extra like that. that and i think that honestly him and jeongin are the most likely of the skz boys to get some sort of a body piercing.
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you’d noticed quickly noticed as soon as hyunjin had stopped by your house that a shiny ring of metal adorned his plush lower lip. how could you not? it always seemed like anything hyunjin added to his face made him so much more stunning. the ever-doting partner you were, you spoke up.
“jinnie? did you forget to take off your jewelry before you left?”
“no? oh- this is real jagiya~” he cooed with his velvety voice, quickly resting his slender fingers against your hips and gently pulling you closer.
“when did you get that? i know you haven’t been able to visit for a bit but i figured in the pics you guys took it was just one of your fakes,” you’d responded with your face blooming with an intense blush.
“mmm almost two weeks ago now gongjunim~” he clarified, you could feel the metal that was warmed from his lips just barely brush against your own.
the ever devious little ferret boy he was, he waited for you to begin to reply. before you could even get a word out, however he crashed his lips against yours.
when you two finally pulled apart, he chuckled, a few strands of hair falling into his eyes as he looked down at you.
“i’ve got.. other ones too… but those are for later..~” hyunjin said with his eyes flicking down, a subtle gesture to his chest. cue your blush darkening seemingly infinitely.
“did they hurt?” you ask dumbly, eyes unfocused as you were too flustered to quite realize what you were even saying.
“jagiyaaa you had to ruin the moment? of course it hurt!” hyunjin whined, before the two of you erupted into giggles.
han jisung -;-
my dear sweet hannie he looks so nice in so much. i think the best thing that would fit his aesthetic though would be a nice subtle diamond nose stud. it would add such a cute asymmetric pop of interest to his face that would match literally anything he wore.
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another ‘drag you along for moral support’ type of person but he actually needs moral support a little bit. fortunately, unlike binnie, jisung has a little more forethought to actually plan out what he wants, where he put it and actually requesting permission from the producers.
he’d even asked you. jisung knew you’d love him with anything but seeing him with a nose piercing seemed to just itch a special part of your brain the best way.
you held his hand sweetly as he sat at the chair, chewing on his lower lip nervously. you peppered his face with soft kisses before stepping back to allow the piercer to do his job. he squeezed his eyes tightly shut, bracing himself for the pain. however, as quickly as it began, it was over. jisung blinked as he let go of your hand, the piercer making quick work of inserting the stud.
“good job jagi!” you smiled at him as he stood up, still a little stunned. ‘god he looks hot…’ you thought to yourself.
pushing back the thought jisung grinned and hugged you tight. “thank you for coming aegiya~”
in the taxi back to the dorm, your eyes kept flicking back to jisung’s new facial jewelry. “aegi~ aegiyaaa~” he giggled at you in a sing-song voice as he leaned forward to press a few sweet smooches to your cheek.
“it looks re-really n-nice, jagi,” you said softly, your mind finally settling out of your ‘gotta protect’ mindset and slipping back into your whipped little ‘god my boyfriend is hot’ mindset.
a wicked playful grin spread across jisung’s lips. man was he going to have a fun time with his new teasing topic.
lee ‘felix’ yongbok -;-
maybe this is my baby-stayness showing but i don’t remember any outfits where felix wore fake piercings so i don’t even have a baseline for what would look nice on him. that being said, for similar reasons that i mentioned for minho, a nose piercing would break up his gestures a little too much, but i think that he would also find too much inconvenience in having a lip piercing. thus we settle on a right eyebrow piercing to offset his left ear lobe piercings. felix already had the piercing but stopped wearing it for the sake of plot-
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initially it was all just a joke. felix loved to send you selfies on snapchat and one day you found yourself particularly interested in the fake piercing filter. it had given him a stunning black bar eyebrow piercing, which sent a shiver to your core.
“lixie? you need to post that one,” you’d sent him in a voice message. fortunately, all of the stays had seemed to agree with you as well.
“do you really think i’d look good with an eyebrow piercing?” he’d shot a voice message back.
suddenly, your phone started to ring. felix was trying to facetime you? you answer.
when the call tunes in, your face immediately flushes a hot red as you see felix with a silver bar through his left brow. his eyes widen slightly at your reaction, before he chuckles softly.
“since when have you had that?!” you exclaim, lifting your free hand to cover your face in vain.
“i got it when i was seventeen i think, it was a stupid decision but i didn’t expect you to react this way babe,” felix says curiously as he smiles warmly. he loved seeing just how infatuated you were with him and how flustered he made you.
he felt the same exact way though, and he was never afraid to show it. you two always brought each other up. felix made a mental note to start wearing his piercing again.
kim seungmin -;-
fuck this exact thought forces my repressed seungmin bias to plague my thoughts exponentially. its hard for me to honestly pick anything other than a labret ring piercing for him. labret piercing seungmin ruins me inside i swear- also im sorry this one seemed to lean way more on seungmin’s perspective
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seungmin didn’t actually intend to hide the piercing from you. in fact, he didn’t even hide it at all. however, you were under the impression that the piercing was simply a fake one like he’d used many times before. the producers always seemed to love seeing him in that type of piercing anyway.
you also weren’t normally allowed to kiss him while he had the fake on, lest it move or fall off. don’t get me wrong, he didn’t like the arrangement either. but alas, appeasing the producers was the choice he had to make.
this all culminated into a perfect front for him to actually go ahead and get the piercing. it served multiple purposes, he thought. as the producers seemed to have him wear the fake one more and more recently. his second, more favorite purpose was to drive you crazy. he saw how you seemed to practically drool over him especially whenever he wore the fake.
your phone lock screen was a photo of him wearing it from the last show he did wearing one for god’s sake.
he’d managed four and a half weeks before he finally cracked. most of the initial tenderness and pain of the healing piercing had subsided by then and he couldn’t hold back anymore. he just needed to kiss you again.
you’d just arrived to the studio, bags with drink carriers full of various drinks in your hands. you had barely set down the bags before seungmin seemed to usher you away from the other boys into a more secluded area of the studio.
pinning you against the wall, you try to protest in worry, “minnie your fake-“
he cuts you off. you immediately notice how this piercing doesn’t seem to move from it’s anchor point. he kisses you deeply, cupping your face with one hand and resting his opposite arm above your head. he holds the kiss for what feels like forever, before pulling away with a small huff.
“it’s real…”
yang jeongin -;-
okay, another wildcard but as the youngest i feel like in a classic himbo youngest fashion jeongin would get a belly button piercing. i don’t have much other reasoning other than that and i think he’d look hot with one tbh.
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“y/n-ah! y/n-ah! look!” jeongin exclaimed happily as he grinned his big silly grin, scrambling up from the sofa he was sitting on in the lounge to see you when you’d entered the dorm. he lifted his shirt, and as you were about to turn away shyly and shout at him to not just undress in front of you, he stopped mid-chest.
your eyes widen as you blush, your attention immediately caught by the shiny silver jewelry that adorned the maknae’s belly.
“innie its- wow.” you say as you freeze in your tracks, stunned.
“do you like it? seungmin and hyunjin took me the other day it looks so cute right?” he giggled, the same wide silly grin plastered on his cheeks.
you definitely did like it. you were stunned, at a loss for words. jeongin let go of his shirt as his giggle turned more into a laugh.
“i wasn’t expecting you to do something so… bold?” you tried to choke out as jeongin pulled you close and hugged you. you could feel the piercing subtly through his shirt.
“i thought it would be fun and it looks nice doesn’t it? just wait until i can start using all the cool jewelry when this heals,” jeongin said with teasing excitement
“oh god jeongin-baby you’re going to be the death of me,” you said with a mock groan, laughing softly as you kissed his jawline. “i just gotta ask though, why the belly button?”
you were only met with a shrug as jeongin spoke, “not really sure, i was looking at pictures and i saw not a lot of guys get it.”
fair, but to you this was all the more reason to be so enamored by it. the rarity. jeongin was truly a special creature…
channie always absolutely adores whenever you can come to their concerts. he understands that with touring and all, as well as the ticket prices you can’t always come but as often as he can he always seems to come up with a vip pass just for you to all the concerts you can make it to.
one of his favorite things about concerts is when he can see you. it always gives him an extra boost of confidence and excitement about his performance.
you could swear that your boyfriend would get even cockier and more showy as every single concert that you went to, he made sure to lift his shirt and how off those delicious abs you loved so much.
you weren’t entirely sure if chan was doing this to appease you, or to appease stay or both but regardless you weren’t complaining.
some of the best fancams of channie came from concerts that you attended. all the stays know is he looks absolutely amazing, but they are none the wiser that the reason chan likes to show off so much more is because of you.
“can you make a story with how the reader and the another members of stray kids go to the beach, but the reader is afraid of jellyfishes so felix helps them get over their phobia? <3 (after that they spend a romantic time on the beach)”
writers note: so this is my first longer(ish) form fic, i’m a little nervous about it because it’s a pretty specific request so i hope i do it justice. you didn’t specify reader’s pronouns/body so we’ll go with gender neutral. idk fuck man reader is just whipped as shit for felix and he’s just a sweet sweet baby. reader has never seen the ocean up close before for sake of the plot. any feedback is appreciated!
pairing ; felix lee x gn!reader
wc ; 2.0k
content warning: angst if you squint? reader has a panic attack kinda, mostly just fluff. reader is afraid of jellyfish, established but new relationship with felix, nicknames (love, bunny, etc.)
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felix was absolutely elated, he’d been begging you and the boys for ages to try to get you guys to visit australia with him. chan was always on board, enthusiastically insisting to the rest that it would be fun, but the rest of the men would always groan and gripe about the various typical complaints about australia.
“i still don’t know how you convinced us to come yongbok-ah,” seungmin chimed up with a whine as the nine of you padded your way through the brisbane airport. this earned a jovial ‘tsk’ from the sunshine maknae.
“you guys promised last year for my birthday we could go, minnie! plus i was finally able to convince (y/n) to come too,” felix said as he hooked an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer into his side.
he always loved to make sure you were as close to him as possible. usually, in the form of keeping a hand on you in some comfortable resting place on your body. often this would be your shoulder, your lower back, the dip of your waist, or his favorite, your thigh. he did these little touches so often you weren’t entirely sure if he was doing it for your own comfort or his.
you patiently listened to the boys’ chaotic talking as you followed along through the airport towards the taxi area to be taken to the airbnb that chan had rented for the week.
“hey (y/n) you’re going to love the beach, its always so fun when we go. i haven’t gone to these beaches since i was young!” chan turned back towards you from the front of the group to say.
this was a topic all the boys seemed to fixate on. this made sense, as they didn’t often get a chance to swim or some hadn’t even experienced the beach before. felix especially seemed thrilled about the beaches. you didn’t quite understand the hype, until the early the next afternoon the car you and felix had ridden in with minho, jisung and hyunjin had finally gotten close enough to the beach.
oh… you weren’t expecting this kind of beach…
you felt so stupid for not even remembering that ocean beaches existed. you had never seen them before, and you didnt ever plan to. the very thought of the ocean and all the nasty critters it contained terrified you to your very core. sharks, sting rays, but one invertebrate creature seemed to bring a different type of terror to you. jellyfish. you weren’t entirely sure why jellyfish seemed to rock you entirely to your core, but for some reason they just did.
“bokie does the air conditioning go any lower?” you heard a whine from the back seat.
“hyunjinnie i’ve told you it’s as low as it goes. when you get in the water it will be so much better,” felix replied softly, his soft baritoned voice soothing you. only slightly, though.
you were too afraid to admit your uncommon fear to felix, let alone admit it in front of all of his friends and band members. you elected to try to just tough it out. felix seemed to notice your discomfort, and while not understanding why he reached over to gently thumb at your thigh from across the center console of the vehicle. felix kept his eyes trained ahead as he tried to park the car.
“bokie! hyung-minho keeps trying to touch my butt how much longer-“ jisung started to complain.
“children, all of you,” felix tutted with a chuckle, finally clicking the car into park.
their humorous distraction quickly stops, reminding you of your racing heart as you peer out at the beach warily. the three boys in the back seat spill out of the car, rushing to find the other four in the other car, leaving you and felix to grab the beach supplies out of the back.
“love, are you alright..?” felix asked. he spoke so softly, he was always so soft and sweet with you. you looked down with embarrassment as you felt your mouth go dry, not quite finding the words to explain your situation.
“i uh.. l-lixie ive.. n-never been to an ocean before.. i d-didnt realize, i don’t know why-“ you stammered out, looking back up at the taller blonde.
felix’ dyed blonde hair framed his face so beautifully, the afternoon sun making it so shiny. he truly looked like an angel to grace this planet from above, with his almost glittery freckles and warm chocolatey brown eyes. his eyes were furrowed so cutely as he cocked his head and leaned against the back of the vehicle, listening patiently to your attempts to explain.
“i d-don’t like… th-the jellyfish...” you finally croaked out in defeat, looking down as you rubbed your arm with embarrassment.
“aww… i’m sorry bunny, i didnt know..” felix said with genuine apology. god, he was an angel even in the way he acted.
“of course you didn’t lix, i n-never told you. its just not really something that comes up in conversation,” you chuckle dryly, trying to lighten up a little. this didn’t stop your nervous peering out at the shoreline.
“we can set up further back, no jellyfish will get us there,” felix offered sweetly, looking inquisitively out at the shoreline as well.
“no baby i don’t want to make the others stay further back, look at them they look so excited-“ you began to say, and almost as if on cue they seven other men ran off in the direction of the rich aqua waters. with a casual gesture you add, “case in point.”
“i can stand by you the entire time- they’re hardly ever in the water but you don’t have to get in the water if you don’t want to,” felix suggested. after thinking for a moment, you give him a hesitant nod.
with wary steps, you help carry some of the beach stuff with felix.
“hey, hey we can set up here. its not that far back, they don’t even need to know why,” felix says softly, setting down the bag and laying out some of the towels. he wandered his way back to you arms snuggly finding their way around your waist as he tugged you close and cradled you against his firm, toned form.
“it’s alright… take a deep breath… tell me what you’re feeling.. how does the sand feel? good right? and the sun?” felix asked softly, his breath tickling your ear as he did so. you sighed and did as he suggested, knowing he was simply trying to ground and distract you from your anxieties and fears.
well.. yeah, the sand did feel nice. soft, warm, much different from the coarse sands of the riverbanks and lakes that you were more familiar with. the breeze blew softly through your hair, cooling the small droplets of sweat that had begun to collect at the nape of your neck. you felt warm, safe. you couldn’t tell if it was the warm glow of the early spring australian sun, or the warmth of your sweet boyfriend holding you close.
“feels nice…” you mumbled softly against his shoulder. your hand creeped all the way down his toned arm and slotted into his own hand.
“wanna try at least walking down the beach before the boys start shouting for me?” felix asked softly, pulling back only a little to brush some hair out of your face and kiss your forehead lovingly.
“i can try on my own lix, thank you tho. go swim with the rest ill see you guys over here when you decide to take a break,” you say with a smile and reciprocating his kiss with pressing your own to his jawline. felix pecked your lips softly before rubbing your back for a brief moment and making his way to the rest who were certainly about to tease him for being such a sappy boy.
as much as they griped about felix having a new partner, they didn’t ultimately mind. it meant everything to them to see their previous sunshine yongbok so happy.
you’d slowly made your way towards them as well, cautiously walking down the shoreline where they’d been swimming. for the first ten or so minutes, it actually felt nice. the sun felt so nice and warm, admittedly it was nice to be somewhere where you could be out in nature despite your nerves. you subconsciously wondered if the sun would possibly intensify felix’ freckles. as if he couldn’t already get more attractive.
you look over to see the boys all enjoying the water and smile. changbin is wrestling minho down into the water, causing so much splashing. chan kept himself afloat as he watched amusedly. seungmin and jeongin were busy swimming with just their heads afloat, weaving between the other boys and chasing each other. jisung had stayed back a little more, just cheering on the wrestling match that was happening. hyunjin stayed a little more shallow as well, citing not wanting to get his hair wet as felix just pounced on chan to disturb his peace.
it felt like you might have been worrying for nothing. until you had only gotten a few meters further down the shore and the worrying wasn’t worrying for nothing. you stopped dead in your tracks as you noticed a jiggly, translucent blob in front of your feet. you scrambled back in panic, terrified you’d step on a tentacle as you tripped and fell back.
noticing the commotion of you falling over, chan speaks up, “hey felix is (y/n) alright?”
turning his head to look over at the shore, felix’ eyes widened slightly.
“hey give me a second-“ felix said with a slight rush, standing up and wading through the clear waters to make his way back to shore.
“(y/n)? bunny are you okay?” felix calls out to you as he approaches. he quickly crouches down, helping to sit you up. what he didn’t expect was for you to practically throw yourself at him, hugging him tightly as you buried your face in his salty, wet swim shirt. “bunny?”
you can’t even reply as your hyperventilate, your eyes stinging as tears began to prick at the corners of your eyes. he pulled your heaving body up flush against his chest as he shushed you softly. he gave a soft hum in an attempt to soothe you, helping to slowly stand you up.
“i don’t think we can leave yet but we can go lay down by the towels yeah..? far away from all the water nasties..” felix offers to you. after a few moments, you nod slowly. your face was hot with embarrassment as you look down, keeping your face hidden with one hand and holding onto felix’ hand with the other. felix simply caressed the side of your face as the two of you walked back to the towels you’d laid out.
“i’m sorry baby i-“ you begin, only to be cut off with a quick, chaste kiss and a hand through your hair.
“don’t be. i forgot to mention sometimes they wash up on the water here… its okay, we can relax here.” felix smiled as he laid himself down on his side on his towel. the ends of his hair that had gotten wet now clung to the sides of his face and forehead so prettily, providing a decent distraction as you shakily laid down yourself.
“i promise next time we don’t have to come, they can go on their own. you can stay back here too next time if you still want to come,” felix tried to list off ideas.
now it was your turn to shush him and cut him off, “don’t worry lixie, we’ll figure it out. just let me lay here for a bit..”
felix smiled as he cradled your face in his hand. the pad of his thumb dragged across your cheek gently, feeling the heat of your now sun-kissed skin.
“shoulda put sunscreen on,” felix teases as he gives a soft kiss to your forehead.
you didn’t care about the sun, however. you were much more focused on a different sun. your sweet, sunshine lixie.
