Yo, Sorry For The Theme Change But I Started To Not Like The Hub Look

Yo, sorry for the theme change but I started to not like the Hub look 😅

This is for @thatcucumberwhore who thought an Innie version of my Chanlix thong reaction would be hot so here it be, I got chyu , it might be bad but I got chyu 🩵

Agi Yeou | 아기 여우 | Baby Fox ☺️

"Agi Yeou~ So cute~" You teased the younger, poking his cheek as he tried to push you away but you just got closer.

This back and forth kept happening for awhile until, for Jeongin's sake, you were pulled away by a member of staff calling for you.

It's not that he doesn't like your affection. He loves it, actually, but sometimes he'd like to be seen as an adult, grown man, in front the cameras and as much as he can in front of the members, they're just as bad but they do see him as grown, and you respect that but how could you not tease him and whatnot when you know a little secret of his, that secret being that he's only baby with you, alone, in the cover of night usually.

With the moon being the only source of light, that's when you call him Agi Yeou, Your Agi Yeou, Your Baby fox.

He was grateful you got pulled away, his ears tinged red slightly as he was teased for his nickname, your nickname that the other members have picked up and started using as teasing material, the name that triggers flashbacks and Jeongin can't help but keep his head down as the laces of his boots suddenly became really interesting rather then facing Hyunjin and Minho cooing at him with light giggles.

He stood up, trying to not make it obvious that he was just trying to escape the situation, and walked across the dressing room to distract himself with the drink fridge, succeeding when his thoughts strayed from yours and his nightly endeavors to wether or not he should get you a drink as well and deciding which one.

Someone stepped up next to him and he didn't pay any attention until an arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer. He looked up slightly, you were still looking at the drink options as if the grip you were applying to his hip didn't exist as you held him close. "Can I help you, Hyung?" "Nope." You said popping the 'p' while still looking at the drinks. You weren't, really, just acting as your fingers were slowly making their way under his shirt until your hand rested on his waist when the side of your hand caught something and your breath hitched.

Jeongin saw, confused until his brain kickstarted and he remembered what he was wearing. Goosebumps rose on his arms as your light touch moved back down until he could feel two fingers slide under the band and he could feel a small movement which was your thumb analyzing the material of the band.

"Jeongin-ah?" Jeongin looked down at his shoes, his hands still fidgeting in front of him from when he was looking over the fridge and he grew nervous. "IN-ah?" He still stayed quiet, not really knowing what to say until thankfully, Felix came over with a camera, filming for Skz-talker. You reluctantly pulled away with a soft grunt and turned to Felix as Jeongin stepped away and walked away to leave the room, telling Chan who asked where he was rushing off to that he was using the restroom before they went on stage.

The entire ceremony. That's how long you had to wait.

He was avoiding you, even while performing he wouldn't make eye contact with you during you twos center stage moment, he didn't complete your heart when you two stood in front of each other. It made you sad but also a little annoyed, why wouldn't he just talk to you? Did he think you were put off by what he was wearing? If you judged the fabric correctly, it was a thong. You wanted to see it, needed to see it now that you have a vague picture of what it could look like.

After getting off stage, taking mic packs off and chugging water, Jeongin declared that he was going to the bathroom again and after waiting a few minutes, you said the same thing, taking long strides so you could get to the bathroom as soon as possible.

Pushing the door open, you're met with Jeongin reaching for the door. You side step into the bathroom, your hand placed on his collar at the base of his neck as you push the door closed the rest of the way and pin the younger to the wall. The air knocked out of Jeongin at the roughness and speed of it all as he looks up into your bright green contacted eyes. "Hyung-" "Shut up." A squeak left him at the harsh tone as he shut his mouth, hands splayed on the wall behind him shaking as he resisted looking away from your gaze.

"Why are you avoiding me?" "I wasn't-" "Yes, you were, don't lie Agi Yeou, remember the last time you lied to me? Now, Why were you avoiding me?"

"I-I...I was afraid..." "Afraid of what?" "Y-You...I-It sounded like y-you didn't like what you found earlier and I-I thought you were disgusted." So you were right.

"What exactly was it that I found, huh?" You asked, keeping your right hand on his collar and moving the other to the wall next to his head. He looked away, a little embarrassed but not because he's cornered and being interrogated, because he's growing warm trapped between you and the wall, your hand inches away from choking him and the faint feeling of your leg near his crotch.

"Agi, What exactly did I find?" He whines, still not looking at you. "Jeongin, you don't tell me, I'll leave you high and dry." You snapped slightly and he broke, he can't handle being left, it sucks, he feels empty and he can't even solve it himself since you've been with him for half as long as Stray Kids has been together and he can't seem to cum on his own.

He mumbles, not wanting to say it aloud but your warmth starts to fade from him and he panics. "A thong! Th-The straps of th-the thong is what you felt..." He whines, squirming in his spot on the wall as you smirk.

Your hands move to his hips and he whines at the loss of your hand near you neck before jumping when you started undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants in order to untuck his top and finally see the straps on his hips more clearly, the flaps of his pants folded out and slightly revealing his growing bulge.

"H-Hyung~ please do something~" Jeongin whines as you just stare, sliding your fingers over the bands before gripping his hips, looking back up and crashing your lips onto his and immediately biting his bottom lip before sliding it past his lips and claiming his mouth.

You swallow his moans and whines, taking a step forward and pushing him further into the wall. Nothing mattered, not even the current group's muffled song outside the bathroom, all that mattered was your Agi Yeou and possibly your quietest quickie yet.

Let's not talk about Chan going to find you two after it being quite some time and immediately turning back around before his hand even touched the door.

I might actually do a full fic on this since I was about to go into full blown fic mode when I was just doing a one shot but be on the lookout, I'm definitely writing this one as a full smut fic.

I hope this is suitable, I realized I made Jeongin possibly really subby and I'm sorry but I'm in my Jeongin zone and it got away from me 😅

Taking a mental time out from smut cause it's just not working but the Full Thong fic for IN and Jeonglix-Reader fic will be out soon.

For now, was wondering if this series idea would be interesting to anyone else.

A Buzzfeed Esque video "A day with a celebrity"

The series would be Nine parts and each chapter would be what the MC did in the day with each member. The ninth part would be what they did as a whole.

Here's what I have so far. (?) means it might be changed.

BC: Chill Studio (?)

LM: Cat Cafe (?)

CB: Takes MC to the gym (lol)

HH: Either dance studio or he and MC paint together

LF: Brownies :3

I'm getting interested in my idea and suggestions for activities would be absolutely fantastic cause I'm running out of ideas and I'll even tag you to credit for the idea.

I know at least some people like my writing and I feel like I'd have fun writing this. I'm having fun thinking of it.

Mn: looks at watch to realize it’s almost 10pm

Mn: “I have to leave soon.”

Chan: “Why?”

Mn: “Hyung, it’s almost ten, I have to.”

Chan: “Mn, your birthday was last week.”

Mn:

Chan:

Mn: “Oh, yeah, it was…”

Chan: “Did you actually forget!?”

Mn: “Listen, I’ve had to do this for two years, let me be.”

Christmas Miracle

The snow softly tumbled from the inky sky, dressing Seoul in a delicate blanket of white. Mn pulled his coat tighter around him as the cold nipped at his cheeks, his breath visible in the frigid air. The convenience store, glowing warmly a few blocks away, promised a refuge from the biting wind and the promise of snacks.

His mind was a whirlwind of clients and his upcoming convention, but the thought of indulging in some comfort food and a quiet night away from his responsibilities gave him a sense of peace. Just as he quickened his pace, eager for the warmth that awaited, a slick patch of ice maliciously hidden beneath the fresh snow caught him off guard. His feet slid from under him, and with a sharp intake of breath, he tumbled backwards, his hands instinctively reaching out to break his fall.

The impact against the cold, hard ground sent a jolt of pain up his arms and behind, and he grimaced, his hands stinging from the cold and the force of catching himself. That's when he heard it—a voice, soft and concerned.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Mn wasn't expecting anyone to notice his fall, and he certainly wasn't expecting the face that came into view as he looked up. His eyes widened as he recognized the familiar features, the same ones he saw every time he looked in the mirror, just a bit younger.

"Innie?" Mn's voice was a mix of confusion and disbelief.

Jeongin's eyes mirrored the same shock, his breath forming clouds in the cold air as he reached down to help Mn up. "Hyung? What are you doing here?"

Once on his feet, Mn found himself quickly pulled into a tight embrace, the kind that can only come from years of brotherhood, the youngers grip tight around Mn's waist tight. Mn returned the hug just as tight, the familiarity of his brother's presence suddenly making the Seoul night not so cold.

"I'm here for work," Mn managed to say, his voice muffled against Jeongin's coat. "Client wants me to paint for their daughter's wedding and there's an art convention that invited me to show my work."

Jeongin pulled back slightly, his face beaming with pride. "I didn't know you started traveling. That's amazing, N/n!"

The street around them felt deserted, the world narrowed down to just the two of them in their unexpected reunion. Mn's grip around Jeongin's shoulders didn't loosen; if anything, it tightened as he saw a look of guilt take over the younger males face.

"I'm sorry I couldn't make it back for Christmas this year, N/n."

Mn shook his head, a smile breaking through his surprised expression. "Don't worry about it, Innie, you had your reasons. Bumping into you here... it's like a Christmas miracle. I wouldn't have been at home anyway if you did go home."

Jeongin's eyes softened, and he looked at his older brother with a mixture of relief and affection. "You shouldn't be alone on Christmas. Come to the dorm with me. The guys would love to see you."

Mn's heart swelled at the invitation. Without hesitation, he pulled Jeongin into a tight hug, his right arm wrapping around the ravenette's shoulder as his left tightened around his lower back, burying his face in the crook of Jeongin's neck, more like in his scarf, and swaying them slightly, hugging the boy with all the pent-up homesickness and love that had been building inside him since he'd left Busan.

"Thank you, Innie. I couldn't ask for a better holiday."

They stood there in the middle of the sidewalk, two brothers holding onto each other, the cold night air no match for the warmth of their reunion. Mn finally pulled away, his hands resting on Jeongin's shoulder and side as he gave him a reassuring smile. "Let's get out of the cold, yeah? And maybe get some more feeling back into my hands."

Jeongin nodded, his own smile spreading across his face as he giggles. "Come on, Hyung. The boys are gonna be so happy..."

They walked side by side, making their way through the snow-filled streets as Jeongin went on about what they were planning to do for the holidays. The convenience store was forgotten, its warm glow left behind as they headed towards the second place Jeongin called home. The crunch of their footsteps on the snow was a gentle rhythm in the quiet night.

As they approached the dorm building, Mn threw an arm around Jeongin's Shoulders, a protective gesture that reminded Jeongin of their childhood as he wraps an arm around Mn's middle and stepped further into Mn's side. "The guys are going to be surprised," Jeongin chuckled. "I didn't even know you left Busan, that you left home. Eomma didn't say anything and I assumed you were too busy to reply to me."

"I wanted to tell you," Mn admitted, "but I also wanted to surprise you, try to find you and then show up. Was gonna message Chan after I went back to my hotel so I could do that. Guess we both got our surprise, huh?"

Jeongin's laughter was a sound that Mn didn't realize he'd missed so much. "The best kind of surprise."

They entered the dorm building, the warmth inside immediately enveloping them. The sound of laughter and music trickled from the door at the end of the hall. Jeongin pushed it open when they made their way down the hall, and the noise spilled out louder. Seven faces turned towards them, a mix of surprise and happiness on each one.

"Guys!" Jeongin announced with a wide grin. "Guess who I ran into!"

One by one, the members of Stray Kids approached, offering handshakes and hugs, their welcome genuine and warm. Mn was swept into the camaraderie as if he'd always been a part of it. The cold night outside was now a distant memory, replaced by the laughter and warmth of his honorary brothers.

As the night wore on, Mn found himself surrounded by stories, music, and the kind of joy that only comes from being with people who care. Jeongin stayed close, always making sure Mn was included, his eyes occasionally meeting Mn's with a silent understanding that no distance or time apart could ever break the bond they shared.

As they settled down later, Mn found a quiet moment to lean over to Jeongin. "This really is the best Christmas present, Innie. Thank you."

Jeongin just smiled, shuffling over to Mn and almost throwing himself into his brothers side, cuddling up to his brother and resting his head on Mn's shoulder as the older wrapped his arms around him in return "Having you here is the best present I could ask for, Mn. Merry Christmas, hyung."

And in that small dorm, surrounded by his brother and friends, Mn now realizes that he won't be alone for Christmas like he thought he would be. Even if he reached out to his brother he thought he'd be too busy. The homesickness that had gnawed at him was gone, chased away by the warmth of an unexpected Christmas miracle.

"Merry Christmas, Innie."

T!Jeongin x B!Felix x T!Reader?

Thoughts? Opinions? I'm in the mood to write Top Jeongin but don't know if people would like it ㅜㅡㅜ

The start of this starts off a little weirdly but as I wrote it, I got more into the flow of it.

This is inspired by Han at the TMA cause oh my god that outfit he wore was just 🥵 I can’t, he’s just- inexplainable, I hope it makes sense.

Kai’s sanity was slowly diminishing the longer he glanced and stared at the other male.

He’s gotta remember to thank the stylists after this.

His grip on Minho’s shoulder, resting there originally just to have a hand on a member as they gave speeches, got tighter without him realizing. A sneaky slap to Kai’s stomach almost snaps him out of his daze which he thought was just looking over the audience but it was actually on the young rapper.

“Kai.” Minho mutters and nudged him again which got him to look over at him and release his hold. “Sorry.” He mutters as he rubbed the area he was gripping. “You okay?” He asks, trying to not look obvious as he checked the other. “Y-yeah, I will be.” “What’s wrong?” “Nothing to be discussed at the moment.” Minho nods and goes back to looking at the other members.

Afterwards, even after the TMA, they were getting ready to change when Chan spoke up, asking if the stylists and staff could leave for a moment for, what he said, members talk.

“Chan, what did you want to talk about?” “Oh, nothing.” “Then why did you send everyone out?” Kai had a suspicion of why he sent them out, his hand practically twitching at his sides, waiting to move.

“Go ahead.” “Uh…” “I’m not dumb, Kai. Minho isn’t the only one that saw your staring.” Kai’s eyes widen as it felt like his heart beat picked up. “Really?” “Yeah.”

Kai was out of his makeup chair and over to Jisung on the couch immediately, who was once sitting and slouching against the couch was now pushed onto his back with lips crashing into his.

Minho, who was sitting on the other end, laughed at Kai’s eagerness, abnormally calm as his leg was subjected to being Han’s pillow.

Kai’s left hand moved to the crook of Han’s knee to bend the joint before he pulled his own knee to be underneath it to be closer but to support himself from laying on the younger completely.

Dragging his hand from his knee, up his thigh, and to his waist, he slips his left hand under the cutouts at his hips while two fingers slide under his waistband, trying to pull Han closer as he arches further into Kai’s hold. Kai’s right arm had slid under his arched back, holding him close. The older male hums softly as he forces his tongue through Han’s lips to slowly lick into his mouth, the way Han always likes it. He likes rough kisses but slow make outs had him turning to putty.

Kai was surprisingly resisting the urge to go further, settling for just kissing him and touching. Han has relaxed from the initial shock, tilting his head with Kai as his right hand rests on Kai’s shoulder and his left on the back of his neck.

“How long will they go?” “Who knows, Kai almost looked hungry on stage.” Minho replied to Changbin. “You good there?” Chan said with amusement in his tone as he looked at Minho’s situation. “I’m fine.”

Jisung weakly tried to push Kai away but all his strength had left him when Kai’s tongue tangled with his. He whines, dropping his right hand from Kai’s shoulder to slap Minho’s knee. The dancer looks up from his phone, watching as Jisung tried to push Kai again before he moved his hand to the back of Kai’s head, tangling his finger into the blond locks on the back of his head. Kai groans at the feeling before he yelps when his hair is being pulled and he’s being separated from the young rapper.

Han leans his head further back onto Minho’s thigh while he catches his breath. Looking back up, Kai is twisted slightly, leaning on his right arm as his left hand holds himself up next to Han’s hip. “Ow, Hyung, that hurts.” Kai complains as he adjusts all his weight onto his arm to bring his left hand up to the hand pulling his hair.

“He was trying to push you off and you weren’t moving, had to do something.” Kai pouts as he drops his hand. “What’s that face for?” Minho asked with a smile. “Ow…” Kai mutters quietly making the other snicker and loosen his grip to scratch the sore area.

Han then stutters underneath them. “W-What did I d-do to g-get that?” “You didn’t do anything, it was this outfit.” “O-Oh, too much?” “Not at all.” Kai was gonna lean down again to kiss him but Minho held him back. “Min!” He whines before the hand leaves his head and he falls into Han’s neck, leaving small kisses along the side.

“Kai, we do need to bring staff back in here at some point.” The blond whines, rolling onto his side and bringing Jisung with him, going from making out to just holding him. “But Channie-hyung~” “Kai, we can’t be here forever.” He grumbles, settling his head into Minho’s thigh as he pulls Han to lay on his bicep next to the dancers leg. “Fine.”

Chan brought the staff back in, a few smiling at Kai and Jisung on the couch. Kai held Jisung tightly but not so much he couldn’t get up when his name was to be called but for now, Jisung buried his burning face into Kai’s chest and wrapped his arms around him. Minho stayed as Kai’s pillow until he was called, scrolling on his phone with one hand while the other played with Kai’s hair.

He was able to hold himself back this long, he’s not sure if he’ll be able to hold himself off when they get home.

Should i try to make a part 2?

Anyway,,,

I just couldn’t resist. This outfit is deadly and it just drove me nuts.