summary|| you kiss them suddenly ! how would they react ?
gener|| fluff, humor
warnings|| kissing (duh), suggestive at some parts, some parts are longer than the others
reference|| you
a/n|| honestly this didn't stick to the idea but i couldn't get it out my head, i haven't slept all night so it may have errors or ooc stuff, my eyes are burning i should sleep,
also i am taking a hiatus but this is a little something for me to forget the stress
wc|| 822
BANGCHAN — absolutely, in the most obvious way.
he would pause whatever he was doing as soon as you were in his sight, hands off the keyboard and slowly circling your waist when you lean down to kiss him.
he lets out a heavy sigh through his nose when your lips finally meet his, it is like a heavy weight on his shoulder has been lifted, he doesn't pull you closer nor let you go, chan gives you absolute control on the pace, he just likes to sit and lose himself in you.
LEE KNOW — yes, but subtly
he immediately got suspicious as soon as you climbed up next to him on the sofa, he doesn't move much when you lean down toward him but you can feel the way he move his head at a better angle for you
minho doesn't let go of his phone, nor change his position if someone who doesn't know him well they'd assume he was unaffected but you know him far too well to notice how his tense shoulders relax and his breath hitching–how when you pull back his eyes stay on your lips for a second and you don't miss the tiny little move of him leaning a little closer, almost like he was chasing them in a daze
SEO CHANGBIN — um..quite the opposite actually
don't get me wrong he would, will, and is melting but he's too whipped to stop at a simple kiss
it doesn't matter where you are, your house, in the company, backstage, if you attempted to kiss him his arms are already pulling you closer tightly against his chest, and when you pull back he'd plant million of another kisses all across your face and wherever he can reach, cooing at how you love him so much
so yeah you're the one who'll end up melting and wanting more..good luck
HWANG HYUNJIN — yes and will last for a long time
this man straightened up as soon as he realized what you were going for and he met you halfway through, he immediately went for a deep kiss, inhaling like he was taking in your scent, when you pull away you can see clearly how happy he was just from the shine in his eyes
hyunjin wouldn't calm down after that either, he'll keep tracing, touching, or licking his lips every few seconds, if you were somewhere with the members he wouldn't hesitate to say that it's because you two kissed, hell you're sure that if he was allowed he'd say it on camera
HAN JISING — get a bucket to contain the puddle
han is the most oblivious man you'll ever meet, i stand by that, if even with you being a few inches away from his face didn't give him the clue that you're leaning for a kiss – BUT he's also the sweetest one too
as soon as your lips touches his he's gone, malfunctioning, he'll melt into wherever he's sitting, literally sliding down like a ragdoll, if you two were standing then he'll pull you closer and lean against a surface because he KNOWS his knees would give up if he didn't get support to stay standing
LEE FELIX — ...uh yes? kinda?
well i don't know what to call it exactly but he's too eager, his eyes would literally lit up and he lean into it excitedly almost knocking the two of you off, he'll be smiling widely the entire time, it's honestly cute how happy he sound
but that's it for you now you can't pull away cause he'll pout and ask for more or chase you around the house until you give in, and a small kiss turns into two that turn into a full on make out, he just can't get enough of you!!
KIM SEUNGMIN — well…
he's like a statue, doesn't even show confusion when you suddenly get closer to him, nor will he lean more into the kiss but he also doesn't pull away, if you pull away, offended by his reaction he'll act clueless asking you “what it is?” with those puppy eyes of his, when you get upset and try to walk away he'll laugh and pull you back “at least finish what you started”
(well of course he'll melt, he is a total softy–a mischievous one but still a softy, if you were standing up he'll ask to sit down if you were sitting down he'll ask to lay down with the excuse of it being more comfy but honestly he's just starting to feel all tingly and weak in his joins)
YANG JEONGIN — yes! ….with struggle
first you have to get him into the kiss to test him, if jeongin wasn't in a touching mood (which is 65% with you and 96% with the members (the remaining 4 are felix)) good luck on getting to him, you could swear he has muscle in his neck from how hard it is to get him to bend down his head when he doesn't want to
but if you managed to get to him and smash your lips against his, he'll simply let out a sigh before leaving everything he was doing and wrapping his arms around you, he'll grumble for a second but then he'll get more into it than you
i do think and believe that it'll end with his mouth all over your body–
( 애인 ) you don't expect anything to come out of rating your exes—well, you don't expect them to see it. but it doesn't go as awful as you'd think...
💭 :: 27ss dirty jokes/innuendos allusions to sex reader is lowk #thatgirl jeongin gets his own warning seungmin barks han is precious sunoo/ni-ki/megan cameo
𑣲⋆ note ⸝⸝ this is for my lovely amazing thoughtful kind talented pretty girlfriend @kloversung because it's our one month (everyone cheer 🍻) i hope she knows how much i love her & i wanted to write a silly smau for her ♡ i love you ky baby (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
how do they react when you call them baby boy, seemingly out of nowhere ?
note: im slowly getting back into writing so forgive any mistakes ! chan referred to as chris cause we cool like that
maknae line here !
chris slowly peels his headphones off when you knock on his studio door, letting them hang around his neck. “you should have gone home,” he huffs, eyes still glued to his laptop.
you let yourself in, “i could have said the same thing to you.” you cross his studio in three strides, stopping to spin his desk chair around to face you. chris whines. the window is cracked on the opposing wall, letting the late night autumn breeze cool the room. the posters and papers stuck onto the walls shiver and rustle lightly. you reach out and cup his cheeks to stroke the discoloured skin under his eyes with your thumbs. results of long days of hard work, discipline, and probably not enough water.
you decide to press, “when was the last time you had a real meal?” passing another stroke over his cheek bones. he shrugs, leaning into your touch, letting his eyes flutter shut. you move one hand to pass through his blonde, unkept, curls, detangling a small piece.
“maybe this morning?” he finally answers, voice gravely with exhaustion.
you pause, leaving a hand in his hair, “chris. i made breakfast at seven. it’s almost midnight.” he doesn’t reply, knowing his bad habits affect the both of you. your thoughts catch up to you, “oh, honey. c’mon baby boy, we’re going home.”
his eyes open and you can feel the warmth flooding into his face beneath your hand. “oh. yeah, yeah, okay. home.” he spins around to fiddle with his laptop before closing it and tucking it under his arm.
you pretend to not notice the flush of his skin and turn to wait by the door. chris whips around his studio like a tornado, picking up the papers you know you’re going to have to wrangle out of his hands later. he meets you by the door and takes your hand with his free one. his palm is sweaty… i wonder why.
minho hears the front door open, but does not dare to move. his lap is the chosen resting spot for not one, not two, but all three of his cats. he dares not disturb his children.
“i’m back!” you call out, expecting to either be greeted by padded paws or socked feet. when none comes, you walk down the hall, closer to the living room. “min-” oh.
a quick succession of blinks morph into crescent moons as minho smiles. “hi, love.” he strokes each cat one by one.
you quiet your steps as you approach, then lean against the back of the couch, resting over one of the back pillows. “i see you’re preoccupied, i suppose i’ll go eat by myself.” you sigh dramatically. minho reaches back and grabs your arm, a teasing scowl on his face. by now, the cats have woken to the sound of your voices, and are beginning their exits. you stroke dori along the back while you kiss minho’s cheek. “come, it’ll get cold and neither of us like nuked rice.”
minho stands then stretches, a joint popping in the process. “how long were you sitting there? rather, how long did they have you trapped?”
he meets you behind the couch, “long enough that i cannot feel my ass.”
you reach around him, grabbing an entire hand of his ass with a smirk. “i can.” that earned you a light smack. you whine, “not fair, you gave me the perfect opportunity to-”
“i do not care. go wash up.”
you reach up to tap under his chin, “whatever you say, baby boy,” then turned and headed in the direction of the bathroom.
it didn’t hit minho until three hours later when you had your head rested on his arm while you watched a movie together. the way your eyes glinted under the living room light, the featherlight touch on his chin, and the way you called him baby boy. he might have to excuse himself if he thinks about it any longer.
changbin loves the gym, it’s true. he loves to be able to flex in the mirror and see the swell of his muscles, the fruit of his hard word and discipline. it wasn’t rare to find him practicing poses in front of the mirror, fresh out of the shower, or in the middle of changing. you tease him occasionally for it, poking at his biceps as you walk by, not that he minds.
more often that not, you want to get your hands on him. whether it be just resting a hand over his skin, have your hands wander his skin, or get a solid grip on his arms, you want to be in physical contact. to appreciate his work, you say. you think that you like his arms more than he does half of the time.
you’ll often suggest the idea of giving him a massage after a day of work, to help him relax. changbin doesn’t say no to the idea. if he’s one thing, he’s a man: he loves the feeling of you running your hands all over him, pushing into the sore muscles of his back after a day of work, or which ever part of his body he worked out that day.
today, however, you were feeling particularly mean, in a teasing mood if you would. changbin peeled his shirt off, laying flat on his stomach on your shared bed, ready for you to attack his aching back. you mount the backs of his thighs and start as you would, pushing into the meat in his shoulders, sides and back before you paused, leaning forwards.
“you had a long day today, didn’t you, baby boy?” you kneaded his lower back as he nodded and exhaled, content.
“wait-” changbin pushed himself onto his hands, rustling you backwards, yet you stayed perched on his elevated thighs, “baby-” he looked over his shoulder at you, ears tinged pink.
“what? don’t like the nickname?” he lowered himself back onto his stomach with a whine, “you’re my baby, and you’re my boy,” he can practically hear the cheshire smirk on your lips. he doesn’t respond, just groans into the pillow under his head when you hit it a painful spot near his left side.
you finish his promised massage with his face shoved so far into the pillow, you’re not sure how he’s breathing, neck burning hot and ears bright red.
hyunjin sits perched on the couch, legs crossed with a serious look on his face. you sit not so far away, an equally as serious look on your face. the standoff continues until you sigh in exasperation, “fine. you win, we’ll get beef.” hyunjin’s face immediately lights up, launching himself forwards to land on top of you, tipping you both backwards onto the rest of the couch.
he perches his chin on one palm and twirls a lock of hair in the other, “then can we also get-” you squish a finger to his lips.
“whatever you want now, no,” he pouts behind the finger, attempting to bite it as you pull back. he remains perched atop your body, forcing you to stay on the couch as you wiggle in an attempt to grab your phone to call in the food you just argued over for twenty minutes.
after hanging up the phone, hyunjin finally decides that he’ll allow you to breathe. he rolls off of you, unceremoniously landing flat on the floor with a huff. you nearly tip yourself off the couch and land on him as you roll to ask if he’s okay. he is.
around 25 minutes later the doorbell rings, by now, hyunjin had made it off the floor and was sitting up, leaning into the plush cushions of the couch, scrolling through netflix in an attempt to find something to watch while eating. he twitches at the bell but you stand before he does.
“thank you, my love,” you meet his eyes, practically stalking your movements, before his eyes squint with his smile.
you run a hand through his hair as you pass behind the couch, leaning down to kiss his cheek, “no problem, baby boy.”
the controller stills in his hold as he processes what you said. it wasn’t a big change from the usual cutesy nicknames but something in his gut stirred, heavy with desire.
he ate unusually fast, ready to pounce, given the chance.
insane debut post if you ask me :p @ hosungie | masterlist
pairing: stray kids hyung line x reader (separate)
genre: established relationships, fake texts, member is close with/talks to reader's family
warnings: implied good relationships with family in all. Chan: mention of marriage (somehow always slips into his oops), and Chan has baby fever. Hyunjin: reader's sister is depressed bc of a bad break up and reader a little insecure/sad that sister is confiding in Hyunjin more than reader.
Warnings: curse words, blow to the head in Chan's, soft Minho, soft Chagbin, dramatic Hyunjin
Pairings: Husband!Chan x Wife!Reader; Fiancé!Lee Know x Fiancée!Reader; Boyfriend!Changbin x Girlfriend!Reader; Husband!Hyunjin x Wife!Reader
Summary: You took off a ring your partner gave you. Where did you leave it?
Bangchan🐺
You were stressed out; you’d turned the house upside down. It wasn’t in the bathroom, it wasn’t in the living room, it wasn’t in your bedroom, and it wasn’t on your nightstand.
“Where the hell did I put it?” you muttered as you crouched down in the laundry room. Chan wasn’t home, and you were hoping to find it before he got back. “I had it when I was tidying up the room. That’s when I started using the chemicals and took it off,” you recalled your steps. “…but it’s not here,” you panicked a little.
“What are you doing?” you heard a voice.
“Ah!” you exclaimed, jumping up from your spot, your head hitting the edge of the sink. “Ouch!”
“Honey!” Chan came over to you, helping you out of there. You stood up, one hand rubbing your head, the other leaning on your husband. “What were you doing down there?”
“I was looking for something,” you hissed in pain. “I’m going to get a bump.”
“And you’re guaranteed to have a headache too,” you smiled through the pain.
“Are you going to take care of me?”
"Of course I will." Chan leaned in close enough to plant a kiss on your forehead. "What were you looking for? I could hear you from the entryway. I called out, but you didn’t answer."
"You called?" you asked in surprise. You’d been so focused on finding the ring that you hadn’t paid attention to anything else. Chan nodded. "Damn, sorry." You felt a knot in your stomach
"Don’t worry about it" He said kissing your forehead once again “Are you going to tell me what you were doing that had you so focused?”
“I told you I was looking for something"
“Did you find it?”
You cried “No.”
“What is it? Can I help you?”
“Yes, you can, but I don't want you to” You could feel the desperation radiating from your body; you felt like crying
“Why?” You looked into his eyes in silence, then let out a groan after a few minutes
“You're going to get mad.”
“I don't think I can get mad.” You sighed, deciding not to drag the situation out any longer.
“I don't know where my wedding ring is.” Chan looked at you; now he was silent.
You hated it when Chan didn't say a word.
“See? You're angry.”
“I just want to know why you took off your ring.”
You ran your hands over your face. “I was cleaning and started using bleach, soap, and all that stuff. I didn't want to ruin it, so I took it off, and now I don't know where I left it.”
“Have you looked in the bedroom yet?” You nodded. “The bathroom?” You nodded. “The laundry room?” You nodded. “Okay, don’t stress out.”
“You’re way calmer than I am.”
“I’m upset that you took off your ring, but we won’t accomplish anything by stressing out more.” He hugged you and kissed you on the cheek.
“Here's what we'll do.” He stood in front of you, his hands on your shoulders. “Sit down on the couch, grab your book, take your mind off things for a bit—I'll make you some hot chocolate. I'll look for the ring.”
“You just got back from practice; you're the one who needs to rest, not me!” you cried out, feeling terrible; not having your ring was getting to you more and more. Your day was going really well, and this has just made it worse.
Now, your husband comes home from work, and instead of resting, he’s going to help you find something you shouldn’t have lost in the first place.
“You just hit your head; rest for a moment. If you want, after you have your hot chocolate, we’ll look for it together.”
“What if we don’t find it?” you asked in a low voice.
Chan shrugged his shoulders, relaxed. “We’ll buy another one.” You looked at him, thinking he was joking, but you saw no sign of that in his eyes.
“Very ‘Daddy’ of you, don’t you think?”
“Do you want me to help you or not?”
Minho🐰
You stirred lazily beneath the sheets, closed your eyes tightly as the sun beat down directly on you, and turned over—your hand went straight to the empty spot beside you.
It was still warm.
He didn’t get up long ago. You thought.
You sighed and got up; you missed your fiancé. Putting on one of his T-shirts and your socks, you left your room.
“SoonDongDo,” you said, petting the kids affectionately, “Where’s your dad, hmm? Let's go find him,” you said, running your hand through your hair.
You had actually rolled out of bed to go see him.
When you walked into the kitchen, you saw him standing in front of the stove. Even though he was wearing a T-shirt, you could see the muscles in his back every time he moved.
You smiled and walked up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist, your forehead pressed against his back.
“Good morning, kitten”
“Good morning.” You tightened your grip a little more, burying your head even deeper into his back. “Why did you get up so early?”
“It's noon.” You heard him laugh.
“Is it?” you asked, surprised. He hummed.
Thank goodness you both had the day off
“What are you cooking?”
“Your favorite,” he said. One of his hands found yours and brought them to his lips. “Kitten,” he called. You purred in response. “Where’s your ring?”
“What ring?”
“The one Jisung gave you at the fair?” You were still half-asleep and didn’t catch his sarcastic tone. You pulled away from him and looked him straight in the eye, confused.
“Jisung? He’s never—”
“The engagement ring, silly.”
“What about it?”
“Where is it?”
“Well, on my finger.” You looked down at your hand and saw it was empty.
You woke up immediately.
Your mind was racing, retracing yesterday’s steps.
“It must be on my nightstand,” you said. “I took it off to sleep.”
“Will you put it on?” he asked. You laughed, stood on your tiptoes, and planted a kiss on his lips.
“Please,” you said.
“Will you put it on, please?”
You smiled. “Let me go get it.”
You went to his room and went to your nightstand, but the ring wasn’t there.
Your heart sank.
You started frantically searching for it on the floor, in the bathroom, in the closet—everywhere in the room
You were so focused that you didn’t hear the door open. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.” You ran your hand through your hair, fixing it. “What could be wrong?”
“You’re acting like a maniac, throwing your clean clothes in with my dirty ones.”
“I’ll fix it later.”
Min hummed. “And the ring?”
“I can’t find it.”
“I figured.”
“What do you mean by ‘I figured’?”
“It’s just that you didn’t leave it here in the room.” You looked at him expectantly. “You left it outside.”
“Outside? Where outside?”
“In the kitchen,” he said, holding out his hand; between his fingers was the engagement ring. “Yesterday you were mixing the cinnamon rolls, you took it off, and left it on the counter.” He stepped away from the doorframe, walked toward you, took your hand, and before slipping the ring onto your finger, he looked at you. “Be more careful, please.”
“First time this has happened to me.”
“First and last, please.” He slid the ring onto your finger and kissed it. “Don’t do this to me once we’re married.”
“I’ll try.”
Changbin🐷
You groaned as you held the phone to your ear
“Hello?”
“Binnie?” you said, your fingernail between your teeth
"What's up, bunny? Is everything ok?"
He was the sweetest boy ever and you remember the night he gave it to you. It was your first year anniversary.
"This is my promise to you. I will love and protect you today and always, Bunny. It will always be you."
"Do you know pherhaps where I left my promise ring? I can't find it" You closed your eyes, waiting for Changbin's answer
"What?"
"You don’t know where the ring you gave me is? Yesterday when we went out to eat, I remember taking it off in your car when we were wiping our hands, but I don’t know if it might have stayed there or if I left it somewhere in the house," you said without taking a breath. "Although I’ve already looked all over the house and can’t find it, and I’m getting nervous, Binnie," you said, on the verge of tears.
Besides being a promise ring, it was a way to keep yourself in check; whenever you felt overwhelmed, you’d flip it over and feel better.
“Hey, calm down. Don’t stress out,” Changbin said seriously. You heard chairs moving and then a door open and close. “I’m going to the car, okay? It’ll be there.”
“And if it isn’t?”
“If not, we’ll look everywhere for it; it has to be out there somewhere.” There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds.
“I feel bad, Bin,” you said quietly. “You’re working, and I’m bothering you about a ring I’m supposed to carry with me at all times, and you might think I don’t take this relationship seriously, but I actually do, and—” he cut you off
“Hey, bunny. Don’t say that, okay? I know you’re just as committed to this relationship as I am” Changbin said serious "Please calm down; we'll figure this out"
There was silence on the line for a few more seconds.
“I'm coming down. Give me a few minutes to look for it, and I'll call you back, okay?” You nodded. “I love you, bunny.”
“And I love you, Binnie.”
When you heard the call end, you sighed and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
You closed your eyes, trying to recall what you’d done last night, but your mind couldn’t process anything beyond the moment they got into the car.
“Damn it,” you muttered, shaking your head.
Just as you were scolding yourself for misplacing something so important, you received several messages one after another
“Bunny!”
Binnie♥️ sent a photo
“You left it on the console”
“I'll keep it and put it back for you when I get there”
“You know what?”
“Do you think I could sneak out quickly so I can bring it to you right away?”
“Chan-hyung would kill me”
“It would be worth it”
“You don't have to worry, Bunny. A ring doesn't define our relationship. I love you”
Hyunjin🥟
“Do we have everything?” Hyunjin asked as he got into the car. You nodded, looking at him.
“Here's your coffee, honey.” You held out your hand while rummaging through your purse with the other.
Contrary to what usually happens, Hyunjin didn't take the coffee right away.
“Honey?” you asked, looking up. “Your coffee.”
As you looked at your husband, you saw him examining your hand. "Are you planning to get a divorce?" he blurted out.
"What? No! Why do you ask that?"
“Where's your ring?”
You looked at your hand. “Ah.”
“Ah,” he mimicked. “So?”
“Here.” You handed him his coffee again and went back to your purse to look for something.
From there, you took out your rings—your engagement ring and your wedding band.
You also took out a necklace he gave you when you’d been dating for six months and a bracelet your mom gave you.
“Can you help me, please?” You handed him the bracelet.
“Why aren’t you wearing them?”
“We’re going to do pottery, honey. They’ll get ruined.” His eyes widened in realization.
“That’s true!” His hand reached to take off his ring, but you let out a few “heys.”
“You can't take yours off,” you stopped him
“Why not?”
“The girl in the class is always trying to flirt with you”
“Jealous?" He smirked. You gave him a look "I'm not interested in her, I'm interested in you and I'm interested in my ring. It's going to get ruined”
You saw him take his ring off his finger, grab your rings, and then you saw him take off his necklace. “I’ll put them here,” he said once he’d placed all the rings on the chain, then slipped it around his neck so it hung over his chest.
He took your hand and kissed your ring finger
“Muse, please don't do that to me again. My heart is fragile.” He placed his hand over his heart “I thought you didn't want to be with me anymore.” He ran his hand through his hair and put on his cap
“You're being dramatic, Hyune.” You smiled as you took a sip of your drink. “You're stuck with me.”
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summary: stays always talk about how chan is secretly their oomf on twitter, but they never stop to think that their oomf could be dating a member of stray kids, or that she could be dating all of them
a/n: happy 8 years to our boys!! i’ve been a stay for 8 months, 8 is fate ugh, and it has been the best 8 months ever! i love them so much and am so proud of them. they led me to meet such amazing friends and other stays i am so grateful <3 also please tell me your thoughts on the new song they released for us! i have been crying about it ever since it came out
*this is a oneshot poly skz spin off of my seungmin his gf is oomf series! there will not be another part for this poly skz version. i just wanted to make something fun and silly for the boy’s anniversary with my oomf concept! also please ignore that i reused the twitter profiles this does not take place in the same universe i was just too lazy to make new ones lol*
