[ Bang Chan Hard Thought ] -

[ Bang Chan Hard Thought ] -

18 + Content & Swearing

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I’ve just been thinking about Chan fucking you until you’re dumb. The press of your nails into his shoulder blade is enough to break the skin, to leave behind a welt that’ll haunt Chan for the next couple of days, but it is a half-hearted effort to try and keep yourself grounded and he doesn’t stop you. The noises slipping from your mouth were once quiet, almost silent sighs, but the feeling of Chan slowly slipping in and out has stoked such a feeling in your abdomen that his name is the only word you’re able to string together. He really ought to take a break to bring you back to him, to gently remind you to be quiet because you’re not alone in the dorm, but he can’t seem to bring himself to do it. Even now, there is a flush searing across his features at the thought of you being heard, but something about the idea of reminding his friends that you’re his stirs the heat in the pit of his stomach. 

Chan’s fingers are bruising on your thigh, pinning you into place, as if you have half a thought of moving away. The necklace he hasn’t gotten around to taking off after his schedule is brushing over your chest, sometimes falling in front of your eyes, cool to the touch. After a while, Chan adjusts a little so he’s able to see your glassy eyes, the tremble of your lower lip as you say his name. He finally slows the movement of his hips and pries his hand from the bare skin of your thigh, only to pass his thumb over your cheek. Maybe it’s the sight of you, so needy, so desperate for him, maybe it’s the warmth and the wetness, but he has to brace himself so as to not come undone just yet. In a moment, he silently asks whether you’re okay, before he presses his lips to the spot behind your ear and guides his hand to your throat. When he continues the roll of his hips against your own, he is less gentle, he moves slowly, but presses hard, deep enough that your brow furrows and your teeth close on your bottom lip. Chan lets out breathy sighs against your skin, huffing out a quiet ‘fuck’ and whispers of your name.

[ Meeting The Group For The First Time w/ Seungmin ] -

Warnings: None

AFAB Reader

A/N: My first ever request?! 🥺

Summary: You're Seungmin's long-distance girlfriend and you finally meet the rest of Stray Kids

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It had taken weeks of pestering and poking fun for the group to draw it out from Seungmin that he was seeing someone. It had taken even longer to convince him to talk about you, your name, your favourite things, how you were managing the distance between you. By the time he begrudgingly let Changbin, egged on by Hyunjin, say hello over FaceTime, you had been together for a little while. That is how it continued - precious phone calls in the middle of the night, friends occasionally waving over Seungmin’s shoulder as they briefly ask how you’re keeping, before Seungmin scurried to his bedroom to steal what little time you have to talk for himself. It was difficult, but it worked.

But, Seungmin had been different for a week or two - animated, loud, unlike himself in more ways than one. It was Chan who noticed first and was almost worried; he hadn’t heard your voice filtering from beneath Seungmin’s door for a little while, or caught sight of your face filling his phone screen over FaceTime. He couldn’t help but think the worst. When he found five minutes, he asked Seungmin casually how you were doing, whether you’d finished that project he had mentioned was keeping you busy and Seungmin replied so coolly, so calmly that Chan almost overlooked what he said. ‘Y/N is coming to visit. She’s flying out at the end of the month.’ 

If Chan hadn’t glanced at Seungmin’s face, he might have missed the shade of sangria painting his features, the smile he was seemingly trying to downplay. He repeated Seungmin’s words, ‘Oh, she’s coming to Korea?’

It was T-minus five minutes until the entire group knew and Seungmin had Changbin poking at his sides and Jeongin pacing at the foot of his bed. But, Seungmin shrugged the teasing off and chose to ignore the constant questioning of whether they would meet you until after he’d spoken to you. He had laid down a strict set of rules over dinner - if they wanted you to visit the dorm, and only if you wanted to, they would have to at least tidy the place first. There was to be no embarrassing him and, under all circumstances, a shirt was to be worn by each and every member for each and every minute of your visit. As much as they half-heartedly protested, he trusted them to make you feel welcome. 

He counted the days until your arrival and whilst he wanted to tell the others to stick it for the constant teasing that followed, Seungmin couldn’t deny how excited he was for your visit. For the first few days, his friends barely saw or received so much as a message from him. With an empty schedule, he made sure to spend every moment with you, showing you around the city, taking you to his favourite places, and catching up on everything that the distance between you had made difficult. Eventually, Jisung caught him in the hallway of the dorm before Seungmin left for your hotel and asked when they would meet you. 

At first, he darted around the question and he might have avoided answering at all if Chan hadn’t materialised to put forward a better argument. ‘I think Jisung means that we want to meet the person who is making you happy.’

So Seungmin found himself guiding you through the dorm, his hand a constant in your own, firm as if you might slip away if he lets go. He isn’t certain who is more apprehensive, you or him. He knows that his heart is thrumming in his chest, but he is not sure if it is nerves or the very fact he has you at his side after all this time causing it. The group is in the living room, even from the other side of the dorm he can hear Jisung and he almost winces because how can one person be so loud? A fleeting glance in your direction, a smile somewhere between excitement and uncertainty, and he presses on along the hallway. When he had asked whether you wanted to finally meet those who had been interrupting your calls for the past few months, you had immediately agreed – these were Seungmin’s closest friends, almost his brothers, and you wanted nothing more than to properly meet them. 

You’re almost at the kitchen when a door opens and suddenly you’re face to face with Felix and this really isn’t how you planned to meet the first of Seungmin’s friends - almost walking into one another. Maybe Felix is as surprised as yourself, but he doesn’t show it, shyly smiling and saying hello. Seungmin had mentioned how quiet Felix can be around fresh faces and to put him at ease, you squeeze Seungmin’s hand and tell Felix how lovely it is to finally meet him. He laughs quietly and briefly acknowledges Seungmin, before continuing to the living room. Part of you might have liked a moment to collect yourself, to lean into Seungmin and level your breathing, but Felix is kindly holding the door open for you both and Seungmin is stepping forward because if he doesn’t go now, he might be too shy to bring you back later. 

So you enter the living room, half-tucked behind Seungmin’s shoulder and the room wants to fall silent, only Chan knows better. A single glance in your direction and he is standing, trying to make himself seem a little less broad and big as he moves a little closer to welcome you into the space. ‘It’s nice to finally have you here,’ Chan says, those sitting nearby nodding in agreement, he adds with a glimpse to Seungmin, ‘He can finally stop talking about it.’

The pressure seems to suddenly alleviate - Chan is laughing as he returns to his seat and you watch as the others begin to smile too and all the while, you’re faintly aware of Seungmin lowering his head to your shoulder as to hide his face. It is cute to see him so flustered, even at the teasing of his friends and as much as you want to add to it a little yourself, Changbin is nudging Hyunjin’s shoulder and telling him to move along the sofa to make space for you to sit. It is as if you have always been here as you take a seat, their attention returning to the video game filling the television screen. 

Felix quietly asks how you’re finding your trip, how different it is from home and your anxiety seems to slowly dissipate. As you tell him how much you’re enjoying yourself, you softly squeeze Seungmin’s knee – as beautiful as his country is, it is him that you love. After a while, Hyunjin pulls his phone from his pocket and shares the embarrassing photograph he had snapped of Seungmin a few weeks ago. Seungmin sighs and accepts his fate, hiding his head in his hands and he too has the feeling that it has always been this way, that you have always been at his side. 

[ Namjoon & Domestic AU ] -

Warnings: None

Requested: Yes 🥺

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Namjoon is a simple man. He takes his coffee black. He prefers granary to wholemeal and he knows he’ll marry you one day. 

Saturday afternoons are for visiting the supermarket. Namjoon backtracks down the aisles to pick up the things you have forgotten without complaint. When he returns, he finds you trying to pull something from the highest shelf. He watches you struggle for a moment, almost falling from your toes as you desperately reach whatever it is that you’re after.  He could stretch his arm and take it himself, but instead, he places his hands securely on your waist and lifts you upwards. The little sound of surprise that escapes from your mouth stirs a warm feeling in his chest, but the sound of your laughter as he sets you down, laundry detergent in hand, has him wishing your wedding day around sooner.  

When you’re too inundated with last-minute work to go with him, he takes the grocery list left on the countertop and goes to the store alone. Namjoon smiles to himself halfway along the vegetable aisle. In between green beans and broccoli, there is a note to say you love him. He has old lists folded between the banknotes in his wallet, all written in your handwriting, all with his name at the bottom, i’s dotted with hearts. 

Sundays are set aside for restoring some sort of order to your apartment. Namjoon wrestles with the corners of your freshly laundered bedsheets. He laughs as he watches you raise them to your nose to smell floral detergent clinging to the cotton. He dusts in the places he knows you can’t reach, waters the plants that are hung too high. Your apartment might not be the biggest, but he feels too far away even from one room to the next and every now and then pauses what he is doing to find you. He places delicate kisses on your mouth, or kisses you breathless, before disappearing again. He likes to complain about the too-sweet vanilla candle burning in the kitchen, but he knows he will miss it when it is gone. 

When it comes to cooking dinner, he lets you take the lead. Even after all this time together, you haven’t been able to improve his culinary skills beyond boiling water. But he is on hand to top up your wine glass and skip through the songs you don’t want to hear on your playlist. He stands behind and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder as you stir whatever it is on the stove. 

Namjoon insists on washing the dishes whilst you rest. He makes a mess most of the time, sloshing water onto the kitchen floor, sending soap suds across the room at you. Even when you know it is coming, you’re unable to escape from his wet, soapy hands as he reaches for the sides of your face to hold you still. It is messier still – water dripping down your neck and onto your shirt, but he places lingering kisses on your skin and the water soaking into your shirt is almost entirely forgotten about.

On weekdays, when he returns home in the early hours of the morning after a particularly busy day at work, he moves through your apartment as quietly as he possibly can. Namjoon knows he is clumsy, sometimes he is all thumbs and sends his keys flying across the kitchen, or stumbles over the corner of the carpet, but at three am, when he knows you are sleeping, he moves carefully. He finds you on the sofa, a coffee cup half empty on the table and he supposes that you must have tried to wait up for him. He is even more cautious as he slips his hands around your waist – it is awkward and certainly untidy enough to shake you awake, but he manages to lift you into his arms. He hears a soft huff against his ear and feels you shift slightly as he starts towards your bedroom and he wonders whether he had woken you after all. After a moment, your body settles back onto his chest, maybe he had disturbed you, but you curl into him and let him believe that he hasn't.

[ Soft Moments @ 3 AM w/ NCT 127 ] -

Warnings: 18 + Reference

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➳ Taeil -

Taeil lives and breathes music and when you finally find time to spend together, he likes to share his playlists whilst you lie alongside one another on his bed. It is as if you have been together for a lifetime and know just about everything there is to know about each other. He links his fingers with your own and taps your thigh in time with the rhythm. Sometimes he is silent, appreciating the music, other times he talks about your future, about the house you’ll buy together one day, the pet you’ll adopt.

➳ Johnny -

3 AM sees you and Johnny leaning against the kitchen cabinets in your apartment, endlessly laughing at one another. The wine had dried up long ago, but its effect still lingers in your laughter, in the rosy colour of your cheeks and in the hazy look in your eyes. He tells you a hundred times over how in love with you he is, how happy he is to have met you.

➳ Taeyong -

When Taeyong doesn’t have to be up at 4 AM for schedules, he makes the most of being able to stay in the studio until the early hours of the morning. He enjoys the quiet of an empty studio, followed by a breezy walk home through nearly deserted streets. It has become a habit for you to slip inside to keep him company. It is silent except for the occasional click of his keyboard and the sound of him humming along to the music playing through his headphones. Taeyong glances over his shoulder every now and then to check on you on the studio sofa and the moment he realises that you’re dozing, he will take a million photographs on his phone because he thinks you look so cute.

➳ Yuta -

The early hours of the morning are meant for sharing showers after late-night visits to the gym. Yuta is touchy and teasing, but tired and so you use the time to catch up on your watchlist. It is fingers threading through damp hair and soft laughter at the television show. He insists on having your head resting on his bare chest even though he knows it will cause you to fall asleep, he secretly enjoys having to catch you up on what you’ve missed in the show.

➳ Doyoung -

After a busy day of schedules, all Doyoung can bring himself to do is pull you beneath his duvet and fall asleep. At first, you lie awake, catching up on each other's days, sometimes weeks when things are particularly busy. The television can faintly be heard from the living room and you suppose one of Doyoung’s group mates is unwinding on the sofa. Haechan can occasionally be heard tapping away at his computer keyboard. The soft sounds, partnered with Doyoung’s warmth are enough to lull you to sleep. Doyoung grows clingy after a hectic week - the hand around your waist is firm and he won’t shift for at least eight hours. 

➳ Jaehyun -

3 AM is a time you have grown familiar with because it is the only time of day that you and Jaehyun are able to be truly alone. It is fingers furrowing beneath layers of clothing, bedsheets against bare skin and quiet sighs. Jaehyun moves slowly at 3 AM as if he has all the time in the world and nowhere to be in a few hours. He just wants to make you feel good in the most gentle way possible. 

➳ Jungwoo -

Being with Jungwoo, you’re lucky if you’re ever in bed at 3 AM. It is as if you’re running out of time, the way he tugs you around the city by his hand that is threaded with your own. It is a time for taking half-blurred photographs beneath amber streetlights and eating ice cream from the twenty-four-hour convenience store. Normally he is shy and bashful, but he comes alive after midnight and it is nigh daybreak the first time he tells you he loves you. 

➳ Mark -

Given the timezone difference, Mark doesn’t often get to talk to his family and when he does, it is at 3 AM. When he has news or just wants to catch up, he collapses onto the dorm sofa, tucks you into his side and hits the FaceTime button. It took a while for him to feel comfortable introducing you to his family, even over the phone, but now he takes great joy in listening to you chat with his parents. He often thinks about the day he’ll next visit home and take you with him. 

➳ Haechan -

At 3 AM there is one place and one place only that you and Haechan can be found - he sits at his desk entirely engrossed in the game filling his computer screen. He has you in his lap, your head against his chest. Honestly, the position is a little uncomfortable, but he is warm and you’re sleepy and you’re not sure who will whine more if one of you moves. In between games he rubs his hands up and down your back and leans in close to listen to your quiet reminders of how much you love him. 

[ Crushing w/ Hyunjin ] -

Warnings: None

AFAB Reader

Requested: Yes!

Summary: You're Felix's childhood friend and Hyunjin develops a crush on you, only he thinks Felix has feelings for you.

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Felix had introduced you to his friends almost six weeks ago and Hyunjin had started questioning his feelings exactly seventeen days later. Even after such little time, something about the way you carry yourself has him clinging onto the brief moments shared together. Sometimes you make little slip-ups when talking with him in Korean and sometimes these fumbles have you unknowingly saying things that make him blush, but he is somewhere between too shy and too flustered to correct you. The mishaps only seem to make him like you more. 

Maybe he wants to get to know you better – take you out for something more romantic than a watery coffee on your way to watch their practice on an otherwise dull Thursday afternoon. But he just can’t seem to bring himself to do it; he’s seen the way you look at Felix, all heart eyes and sweet laughter, as if he is the entire world and he knows Felix mirrors the expression. So Hyunjin holds back, spending time with you where he can, memorising your Starbucks order and promising to take you to his favourite place in the city, but always maintaining a respectful distance. 

When he sits down to paint in a desperate effort to clear his mind, he cannot focus, too distracted by the sound of your laughter slipping beneath his bedroom door. He knows you are with Felix and it carries across the dormitory, leaving him downhearted, able to paint only in shades of frigid blue. Hyunjin wants to be angry with himself for falling for the one person he feels he shouldn’t – you’re Felix’s childhood friend and worst of all, Felix might even let you go if he tries anything.

Hyunjin hides himself away for the rest of the day and is quiet when he bumps into Changbin in the dorm kitchen in the early hours of the morning. Hyunjin is distant and refuses to bite at Changbin’s teasing. It is pinned shoulders and a faraway look in his eyes and he seems to grow tenser as Felix guides you into the space. 

‘I’m just saying goodnight,’ You sigh and you suppose it’s directed at both Changbin and Hyunjin, but you’re a little shy to catch Hyunjin’s eye.

Hyunjin hears Changbin mutter a response and he thinks you’re about to leave, but you pause and finally glance his way. ‘Hyunjin, I’m visiting the art museum tomorrow, like you said.’

He falters, suddenly unsure of himself, unsure of what to say, so he nods his head and smiles, before you leave for the front door. 

‘What was that?’ Changbin questions as soon as they are alone, a smile already pulling at the edges of his mouth. Hyunjin’s misery suddenly seems to make sense, the pink hue cloying his features and betraying his feelings.

Hyunjin really tries to feign ignorance by shrugging Changbin’s question off, but Changbin is loud and persistent as if he hasn’t already worked it all out and Hyunjin eventually gives in and confesses. As soon as he has himself an answer, he tries to tell Hyunjin that he thinks you’re into him too, but he won’t have it and he quickly abandons Changbin in the kitchen.

It is three days later that Changbin first plays his hand. He is shameless at the best of times and he does not do things in half-measures. He pulls Jeongin from his seat, all but begging for him to sit beside him so Hyunjin has little choice but to take the chair beside you. When Hyunjin musters the courage to peel his eyes from his dinner plate, he realises that Changbin is staring his way, Jisung too and Seungmin. Whilst you’re busy filling your plate, they lift their eyebrows and appear smug and Hyunjin is suddenly unsure if this is all really happening. He cannot even be surprised that the truth is slowly trickling through the group, Changbin’s mouth known for being as big as his damn muscles, but it doesn’t make it any easier. 

All the while, he talks to you the best he can with their eyes bearing down on him and he is relieved that you seem to not notice their teasing. He hopes you do not notice the colour of his ears, he does not know that you are swept up in how sweet and kind he is, that you have been since first meeting him. The way he glances at you, as if you are the only one in the room, and asks about your day has your fingers nervously fidgeting beneath the table.

Felix recognises your nervousness. He would take great pride in stitching his two friends together, he just isn’t sure quite how to do it. 

Hyunjin spends weeks navigating awkward encounters with you and Felix. He walks into the living room, unaware that you are enjoying a lazy afternoon together. One glimpse of Felix’s arm vaguely near your shoulder and Hyunjin is slowing, saving himself from entering any further into the space. Before either of you can speak, he is already stuttering, but saying nothing at all. As if suddenly remembering something, he is backing out from the living room without so much as another glance in your direction. The moment leaves you bewildered, but you let it go. It seems to become a habit and you are left wondering why Hyunjin can’t seem to stomach being in the same room with you. He just can’t shake the feeling that each time he’s interrupting a moment more intimate than just friends – like Felix might be about to make a move at any given second.

It only stops when Felix catches Hyunjin alone. He quietly asks if he is okay, that he hasn’t seen him much recently, him abandoning their age-old routine of coffee after practice. Hyunjin answers calmly, coolly circumventing the uncomfortable truth that he’s stopped because it is painful to see you at Felix’s side. Felix is gentle in his questioning and he slowly builds up to what he truly wants to ask, ‘Do you not like Y/N? It’s just you used to talk to her and now you always seem to disappear when she visits.’

Hyunjin cringes, he wants to kick himself. ‘Is that what she thinks?’

Felix half-heartedly shrugs. 

‘God, no,’ Hyunjin sighs, ‘It isn’t that.’

Felix nods and is quiet for a moment as he wonders whether he ought to share the secret you’d whispered to him a few weeks ago in the safety of his bedroom. He isn’t one to spill, but Hyunjin appears grave and he cannot see you upset for another day. ‘Y/N likes you. Like a lot.’

At first, Hyunjin doesn’t entirely comprehend the weight of Felix’s words – he knows that you’re easy-going, able to make friends with most you meet and why would he be any exception? So Felix has to clumsily explain himself until he is as flushed as Hyunjin himself and the kitchen suddenly seems a whole lot more hallowed than it really is. Hyunjin is hesitant to make any sort of admission, or acknowledgement of his feelings and awkwardly asks how Felix is taking your confession. The situation seems to grow messier still and Felix is astonished as he starts to untangle Hyunjin’s understanding. ‘Do you think I’m interested in Y/N?’

Hyunjin agrees as if it ought to be obvious. Felix doesn’t quite laugh, he’s too considerate for that, but makes a sort of ‘Oh’ and pats Hyunjin on the shoulder. 

‘I thought I was always interrupting something between you,’ Hyunjin sighs.

Felix is a little embarrassed at the thought and quickly sets Hyunjin right. He hadn’t seen one of his closest friends from childhood in years, naturally they were going to spend an unfathomable amount of time together catching up. The process of uncrossing crossed wires is slow and awkward because it is Hyunjin and Felix, but somehow they seem to come to some sort of understanding that Hyunjin is an idiot. Before he leaves, Felix asks whether this is why the others have been making such a fuss and acting weirder than usual and Hyunjin sheepishly nods.

When Felix later relays his conversation to you, with some parts redacted, you’re caught somewhere between disbelief and anger. This guy had you almost convinced that he hated you and yet, was crushing on you the entire time? For a moment Felix wonders whether you’re going to cry or curse Hyunjin out, but you do neither, instead stepping past him and into the dorm hallway. As frustrated as you feel, you aren’t brave enough to march into Hyunjin’s bedroom, so you silently pray that he is somewhere else. Perhaps Felix should call your name or make some effort to stop you, but Chan emerges at the sound of your rushed footsteps and catches him by the arm. If Chan hadn’t been so busy in the studio recently, he might have cottoned on to the situation sooner than anyone else, but his being away has allowed Hyunjin to fester and he is almost relieved to see something happening finally. He is confident as he reassures Felix that you’ll sort things between yourselves and he invites him to his bedroom to show him the music that has been occupying his time as a welcome distraction.

You’re able to see Hyunjin stretched across the length of the sofa and before you even consider checking if he is alone, you raise your voice: ‘Hwang Hyunjin!’

Surprise sends him to his feet and you’re glad that he is alone after all as you muster the courage to march toward him, stopping only when there is a couple of metres between your bodies. His mouth is moving like he wants to say something, but you’re faster, ‘You’ve been avoiding me all this time because you like me? Have you ever spoken to a girl before?’ 

Hyunjin is faintly aware of your finger punctuating the words against his chest, but he is caught on the realisation that Felix must have shared with you what he had confessed. There are words spilling from your mouth, but he isn’t really listening, he hasn’t seen you angry before and there is something so cute about it, if he lets it slip though you might swipe at him. Without realising, he is looking down at you and softly smiling even though the jab of your finger is starting to hurt a little. His lack of resistance causes you to slow and finally fall silent, only to catch his eye.

‘Don’t look at me like that when I’m angry with you,’ you frown.

Hyunjin smiles just a little wider. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t realise what I was doing.’

He hears the little huff that leaves your mouth and forces himself to brush his fingers against your own in a silent plea for forgiveness. ‘I’d like to take you out.’

For a moment, you do not reply and he almost panics. The fear that you’re truly furious with him is ugly and he has to fight the urge to flee before you speak. A smile plays at the edges of your mouth and he knows you’re toying with him, ‘I was actually thinking of asking Felix out.’ 

He watches as you roll on the balls of your feet, almost pleased with yourself and he playfully rolls his eyes and looks away, supposing he deserves that. As a childhood friend of Felix, he should have known what to expect and as embarrassed as he is at being outed as an idiot, he’s suddenly grateful for Felix’s meddling. 

[ NCT 127 & You Visit Them @ Practice ] -

Warnings: None

Masterlist

➳ Taeil -

Taeil won’t put too much thought into his actions - he’s a little surprised to see you, but relieved as well because he could really use some encouragement right about now. He will steal a kiss, short and sweet, whether people are looking or not. There might be a scarlet tint to the tops of his ears as he pulls away, but he’s known his friends long enough to have earnt the right to respectfully ignore them. 

➳ Johnny -

Johnny picks you up into his arms and has you cling to him, he might cuddle you, he might tickle you, it depends on the day. He will absolutely confide in you about how he’s feeling - if practice is boring or if someone in particular is grating on him a little that day. He won’t move from your side for as long as the brief break is, always touching you even if you’re chatting to someone else.

➳ Taeyong -

Taeyong instantly engulfs you in a tight hug. Part of him wants to be embarrassed because he isn’t much into PDA, but he’s too tired and he’s pretty pleased to have someone other than the group to talk to for five minutes. (It’s hard being a parent to so many, he needs a break and someone to look after him.)

➳ Yuta -

Yuta will draw you into a kiss and not just a quick, barely-there peck. Without caring who might be watching, he wraps you up and is reluctant to let go even when he hears the low whistles of his group mates. In fact, their noises probably only act as encouragement for him to kiss you again and he’ll make it sloppy on purpose, just to hear them groan. 

➳ Doyoung -

Doyoung plays down how pleased he is to see you as if his heart is not hammering in his chest when you first arrive. He smiles all big and wide and by doing so, immediately invites the teasing of his group mates. As much as their comments make him flush, the heat of his cheeks isn't enough to deter him from pulling you into his chest when he thinks no one is watching. 

➳ Jaehyun -

Jaehyun is ever the polite and courteous boyfriend and he’ll greet you with a gentle kiss on the cheek, nothing too scandalous or noticeable to alert the attention of the other group members. (When it is time for you to go, he will momentarily follow you out the door to place a proper kiss on your mouth away from prying eyes.)

➳ Jungwoo -

Jungwoo isn’t really up to kissing you in front of everyone yet, but he will sling an arm around your shoulder and hang onto you. He’ll be affectionate in every other way that he knows how - playing with your fingers and resting his head on your shoulder. If you run your fingers through his messy hair he will melt. 

➳ Mark -

Mark is over the moon when you turn up to the practice room as it is the little gestures like this that mean the most to him. He isn’t going to be all over you, but he’ll definitely feel happier - practice was beating him, but an unexpected visit from you is more than enough to put a permanent smile on his face. 

➳ Haechan -

It isn’t often that Haechan slows down or gives any indicator that he’s feeling tired. He always seems to have enough energy to put 110% into practice and not take himself too seriously. When you visit and they are given a ten-minute break, Haechan will immediately lay his head in your lap and finally show just how exhausted he truly is. (He will probably whine until you thread your fingers through his hair.)