Changbin X Reader

Changbin x Reader

Warnings: None

{Word Count: 675}

After walking through your front door, shrugging off your jacket, and hanging it on the coat rack by your door. You noticed it was much quieter, a contrast to Changbin's typical liveliness he brings when he is home before you. While you tug off your shoes, trying to notice or pick up on any sounds until you hear the faintest sound of water splashing coming from the direction of your and Changbin's room. You slowly started heading towards the bedroom as quietly as possible when you heard Changbin humming a song.

“Changbin?” you spoke softly as you peeked into your bathroom to find Changbin in your bathtub that looked a little small for him, with his damp purple locks clinging to his forehead when he looked up at you like you had caught him red-handed doing something he wasn’t supposed to. You let out a small chuckle as his cheeks started to flush a pink color while he glanced at you before looking back at the tub.

“What?” Changbin mumbled, a small smile spreading across your lips before stepping back into your room. Slipping out of your clothes, you reached for Changbin's oversized shirt. The soft fabric enveloped you as you pulled it on, drowning in its comforting size. Changbin had finished dressing for bed, towel in hand, as you completed your task. His damp hair ruffled under the cloth. Changbin reclined, his arms outstretched beneath the covers. He waited, expectant, for your familiar embrace as sleep beckoned. The bed welcomed your nightly ritual, a dance of comfort and closeness you both cherished. You nuzzled further into his embrace as you breathed in his body wash while sleep took hold of you.

As morning sunlight seeped through the curtains, you tilted your head, digging deeper into the pillow. Before the sweet aroma of pancakes and eggs filled your nose. You huffed and got out of bed, letting out a small wince when your bare feet hit the cold floor. You stumbled towards the kitchen and found Changbin putting pancakes onto a plate, topping them with strawberries, and serving them with eggs. He placed the two plates of food onto the table along with the two cups filled with orange juice.

You cleaned up after breakfast, washing dishes as Changbin embraced you from behind. His lips traced a tender path along your neck and shoulders, leaving a trail of gentle kisses. The morning routine blended seamlessly with affectionate moments, creating a cozy atmosphere in the kitchen.

You felt his warm hands slide into your back pockets as you stood at the sink. Changbin pulled you close, his chest pressing against your back. His gentle humming harmonized with the sound of running water. You rinsed the last dish and turned off the faucet, letting him guide you toward the living room.

Changbin slipped his hand into yours as you walked into the living room. He led you to the couch, where a blanket was already spread out, and you both sat down together. You snuggled into his side, feeling his warmth and comfort. The morning light streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on the room. Changbin selected Han's movie recommendation. As he settled back beside you, your head found its familiar resting place on his shoulder.

While the movie started, you asked, "Isn't this the movie Han suggested last time?" as Changbin pulled you closer, wrapping you up in the throw blanket that was on the back of the couch. "Yeah," Changbin nodded as he rubbed soothing circles on your side under your shirt (his shirt you stole). The opening scenes of the movie played on, and you felt your eyelids growing heavy. Changbin's gentle rubbing on your side made you relax even more. You yawned, and he whispered, "Tired?" in your ear. You nodded, and he adjusted the blanket to keep you cozy. As the movie continued, your eyes drooped, and you drifted off to sleep, lulled by Changbin's soothing touch and the warm morning light.

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Dating Bangchan Headcannon

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{Word Count: 108}

• Dating Bangchan would include being a passenger princess/prince whenever he is around.

• The members call you when they think he is overworking himself.

• Chris always has a hand on your lower back or around your waist when y'all are in a crowded area.

• Getting along with Hannah.

• Getting random pictures of him and Berry from his mom and Hannah when he is visiting Australia.

• Having studio dates in the studio.

• Being able to watch him practice new dances with the members.

• Being on the inside when y'all go on midnight walks.

• Having him saved as father kangaroo🦘 in your phone.

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Fallen Flower: Chapter 10

Part 1

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: None.

{Word Count: 1.0k}

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When you and Jeongin began your journey back to the hotel, the clock had already struck well past the student curfew, casting a shadow of secrecy over your return. The wind was picking up, whipping your hair into a frenzy, like a rebellious spirit unleashed. Jeongin gallantly wrapped his jacket around your shoulders, shielding you from the chill, his action a gentle reminder of his thoughtful nature.

As you strolled down the deserted road, the hotel's lights twinkling in the distance like a beacon calling you back to safety, Jeongin led the way, his pace steady and reassuring, much like a trusted guide navigating through treacherous terrain. The crunch of gravel beneath your feet was the only sound that broke the silence, a reminder that you were both sneaking back into the hotel, trying to evade the watchful eyes of the teachers.

Evading the watchful teacher's gaze, you felt your pulse quicken. Jeongin's eyes gleamed with excitement as he led you through the quiet halls. His hidden room beckoned, a secret sanctuary away from prying eyes. He handed you one of his shirts, its softness enveloping you like a warm hug, the fabric a gentle caress against your skin. The shirt was a comforting reminder of his kindness, and you felt a sense of gratitude toward him. Jeongin gestured to the bathroom door. You mustered the courage to ask, "C-Can you g-get my beach bag? I forgot it at the beach." Your ears drooped in embarrassment, like a flower wilting under shame.

Without hesitation, Jeongin nodded and exited the room, leaving you to prepare for a warm shower, a moment of solace after a long day. As the water heated up, you shed your bikini, the cool air raising goosebumps on your skin, like a gentle awakening from a deep slumber. Stepping into the shower, you let out a contented sigh as the warm water enveloped you, washing away the lingering saltiness of the ocean, much like the ebb and flow of the tides cleansing the shore. You hoped Jeongin wouldn't mind your using his body wash and shampoo, and you took extra care when cleaning your bunny ears and scut, treating them with gentle reverence, as if handling precious artifacts.

When you finished, you turned off the shower and heard a knock on the door; Jeongin's voice drifted through, "Your bag is going to be at the door," a reassuring message that he was still out there, watching over you. You wrapped a towel around your body, feeling the soft terrycloth against your skin, like being swaddled in a cocoon of comfort. You opened the door a crack to retrieve your bag, the bright lights of the room a stark contrast to the dimly lit bathroom.

After quickly dressing in your underwear and Jeongin's oversized shirt, you felt a sense of relief wash over you, much like the warm water had earlier, soothing away the anxiety and uncertainty of the night. The oversized shirt hung loosely on your frame, like a protective cloak, and you felt safe, sheltered from the world outside.

When you finally emerged from the bathroom, having spent what felt like an eternity getting dressed, you nervously made your way into the room to find Jeongin already comfortably seated on his bed. He had already switched into his worn-in sweatpants and a faded college t-shirt, the familiar feel of the well-loved fabric a soothing balm after a chaotic day. The moment his gaze fell upon you, his ears and tail sprang to life, twitching excitedly as he drank in the sight of you. His intense focus made you feel like a specimen under a microscope, and you couldn't help but grow flustered as his piercing eyes locked onto yours, refusing to let go.

As you hesitated, your feet seemingly rooted to the spot, you mustered the courage to circle around his bed, deliberately avoiding eye contact. The weight of his gaze bore down on you like a physical presence, sending shivers down your spine. His desert fox tail, a whimsical touch that belied the intensity of his stare, lounged languidly across his bedcover, its gentle swish a stark contrast to the taut anticipation that radiated from him. The air seemed to vibrate with an unspoken challenge, as if he was waiting to pounce, his eyes fixed on you like a hunter zeroing in on its quarry.

As you snuggled into Jeongin's bed, the softness enveloping you like a warm hug, he lay down beside you, his gentle breathing a soothing lullaby. But as the minutes ticked by, Jeongin's eyelids grew heavy, and he drifted off to sleep, leaving you wide awake. It wasn't the silence of the room or the darkness outside that kept you alert - it was the Desert Foxtail's soft, lazy dance against your thigh and under your shirt, sending shivers down your spine and raising goosebumps on your skin. Your bunny ears, a sensitive trait, twitched with every gentle touch, making it impossible for you to relax.

As you inched closer to Jeongin, seeking comfort and trying to drift off to sleep, you snuggled into his embrace. However, your plan backfired when his foxtail instinctively wrapped around your waist, its soft fur tickling your skin. The tip of the foxtail slipped underneath your shirt, its gentle touch sending shivers down your spine as it rested against the hem of your underwear, a sensation that was both calming and unsettling at the same time. This sudden invasion of personal space made you acutely aware of Jeongin's proximity, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your chest as you struggled to relax amidst the sudden intimacy.

As morning dawned, the sudden sound of Han's high-pitched shriek and Hyunjin's ear-piercing scream shattered the silence. You opened your eyes to find the boys standing in Jeongin's room, their faces etched with shock and disbelief. Their gazes were fixed on you, lying beside Jeongin in his bed. Chan's piercing stare seemed to bore into Jeongin, his eyes blazing with intensity. Without a word, Han, Felix, Hyunjin, and Changbin gently but firmly grasped your arm, coaxing you out of the room as Chan began to deliver a stern lecture to Jeongin. Back in the safety of your own room, the group collapsed onto your bed, still reeling from the morning's surprise. Han and Hyunjin bombarded you with questions, demanding to know what had happened the night before and how you ended up in Jeongin's bed.

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Shopping List

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

{Word Count: 383}

You groaned annoyed as your sibling shouted from your phone.

"HOW COULD YOU FORGET YOUR SHOPPING LIST!?!

You huffed and rolled your eyes. "I thought I had grabbed it, but it turned out to be lix's brownie recipe." After saying all you hear from your phone is silence.

"Hello?," You say, just as you were getting ready to say your sibling's name you get interrupted.

"You got Felix's brownie recipe!?!! How!?!," Your sibling shouted.

"He made brownies last night for a movie night at my place last night.." You mumble the last part hoping they didn't catch it, but luck isn't on your side today.

"Aaaw!! Felix made you brownies last night for an mo-.... Y/N!! Really.. He stay ... The night.."

You gulped nervously as you kept walking down the sidewalk heading towards the store, you and Felix normally go and where he is meeting you today since rehearsal ended early for him.

“I have to go now, I'm almost at the store,” you say before hanging up after your sibling says bye. Walking slower than you were before, you tap on Felix’s contact, getting ready to text him when you hear him call out your name.

“Y/n!” Felix called out excitedly with a smile on his face when he saw you turn towards him. You smiled warmly at him, slipping your phone into your pocket before Felix grabbed your hand, pulling you alongside him. Entering the store, you let go of his hand and grabbed a cart, unbeknownst to you of Felix's smile faltering a little from the loss of warmth.

Steering the cart alongside him, you hummed, "Did you get the shopping list?" as you looked at the different things on the shelves.

"Yeah," he replied, taking the folding paper that was slightly rumpled from rehearsal. You let a small chuckle leave your lips as you looked at the paper when he unfolded it.

You glanced at the list in Felix's hand, skimming over the items on it. Pushing the cart towards the first aisle you're going to.

After going on your mini-adventure with Felix through the store getting all the items and ingredients, you both headed towards the checkout.

Once all the items were scanned and paid for, you thanked the cashier before heading towards the exit.

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Fallen Flower Chapter 10

Part 2

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Minors do not interact.

{Word Count: 1.2k}

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After the week-long break, the time had finally come to return to college. You slipped into your worn, faded blue jeans and a midriff-baring shirt, before layering one of Jeongin's oversized hoodies over it - a comfortable routine you'd grown accustomed to. Next, you headed to Changbin and Jeongin's room to collect the sundress and hot-pink bikini you'd left behind a few nights prior.

You methodically packed your belongings into your bag, double-checking to ensure everything was accounted for. With your bag securely stowed in the storage space above your seat at the back of the bus, courtesy of Changbin's help, you felt a sense of relief as you set off towards college.

As the months rolled by, March arrived, and Jeongin's behavior began to shift. At the start of the month, he was inseparable from you, tagging along everywhere. However, by mid-March, a noticeable distance had developed between you two. Unbeknownst to you, Jeongin had fallen into a rut, which explained his sudden absence. A week went by with no response to your texts or calls, or those of the other boys, leaving you increasingly worried that something was amiss.

After discussing the mysterious situation with Chan, you both attempted to piece together the reasons behind Jeongin's sudden radio silence. For days, Jeongin had been ignoring calls and texts from everyone, and the distance they had created between you was palpable. Determined to get to the bottom of things, you made your way to Jeongin's apartment, your heart racing with anticipation. You knocked on the door several times, but the silence that greeted you was deafening. Undeterred, you used your spare key to unlock the door, and as you pushed it open, you were immediately enveloped in Jeongin's unmistakable scent. But something was off - the aroma was intense, almost overpowering, like a strong perfume that hung heavy in the air, making your senses reel.

Your bunny ears perked up alertly, twitching with every faint sound, when you heard whimpering and whining coming from the direction of Jeongin's room. The melancholy cries pierced the silence, evoking a sense of concern and curiosity within you. You couldn't help but wonder what was troubling Jeongin, who always wore a bright smile on his face. Suddenly, your imagination ran wild with possibilities - was he having a nightmare, or was something more serious amiss? Your ears remained glued to the subtle sounds, as if trying to tune in to a distant frequency, eager to uncover the source of the distress.

You took a few cautious steps forward, your heart pounding in your chest. The air was thick with tension, and you felt like you were navigating a minefield. Your eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of Jeongin, but he was nowhere to be seen. The whimpering grew louder, and you knew you had to act fast. You took a deep breath and pushed open the door to Jeongin's room, bracing yourself for what you might find.

When you gaze upon Jeongin's bed, you're met with a sight that's both captivating and intimidating. He's submerged under the very blankets you had left behind during your last visit, as if he's been waiting for your return. As he slowly emerges from his cozy cocoon, his fennec fox ears, typically perked up and alert, are now pinned against his head, giving him a peculiar, almost vulnerable appearance. But don't be fooled – his eyes, like two bright yellow lanterns, gleam with an inner intensity, locking onto you with an unnerving gaze that makes you feel like his next meal, ready to be devoured at a moment's notice. The air seems to vibrate with an unspoken connection, as if he's been lying in wait, patiently anticipating your return, and now that you're here, he's ready to pounce.

You ventured a hesitant "J-Jeongin? You okay?" as your body screamed at you to flee, every fiber of your being sensing danger. Yet, you remained frozen in place at the edge of his bed, despite the primal urge to escape. You stayed put because you knew Jeongin wouldn't intentionally cause you harm; he wasn't one to lash out without a reason.

You felt a sudden jolt of surprise when the soft, fluffy fur of his fennec foxtail snaked its way around your waist, coming to rest at the delicate hem of your dress. As the foxtail's silky strands brushed against your bunny snut, it twitched with a mix of excitement and nervousness, the tactile sensation sending a shiver down your spine. The gentle pressure of the foxtail's wrap was like a soothing caress, yet it also left you feeling slightly vulnerable, as if you were being drawn into his orbit. The subtle rustle of the fur as it settled into place only added to the sense of intimacy, making you acutely aware of the proximity of his body to yours.

As the night wore on, the atmosphere in the room began to intensify, much like a simmering pot about to boil over. The moment of truth arrived when you were pulled onto Jeongin's bed, slipping under the covers as if being enveloped by an unseen force. It was as if Jeongin's fennec foxtail, with its soft, fluffy texture, had become an extension of his own gentle yet insistent touch, drawing you in. The air was electric, and the tension was palpable as the encounter became increasingly steamy, like a thick mist that refused to lift.

Jeongin's eyes locked onto yours, their piercing gaze sending a shiver down your spine. His hand brushed against yours, the touch sparking a flurry of emotions. The foxtail's soft fur tickled your palm, as if seeking permission to proceed. His gentle grasp tightened ever so slightly, pulling you deeper into the encounter.

Jeongin's face drew near, his eyes burning with intensity. The air was thick with expectation, heavy with the promise of what was to come. His hand wrapped around yours, the gentle pressure sending ripples of excitement through your body. The foxtail's softness brushed against your skin, a subtle reminder of the bond growing between you.

As the kiss intensified, the passion burning between you was palpable. His claws, a subtle reminder of his true nature, sunk gently into your sides, sending shivers down your spine. With a gentle yet firm pressure, he guided you against the soft mattress, the sensation of his tail wrapping tightly around one of your thighs electrifying. The coils of his tail seemed to hold you in place, as if ensuring you wouldn't escape the fervor of the moment. The mattress creaked softly beneath you, a subtle witness to the unfolding intimacy. Every fiber of your being was attuned to his, the connection between you crackling with energy.

When his hands stopped at the hem of your dress, causing to let out a meek let little whine when he pulled away from the kiss and looked at you again for permission because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable even if he's in his rut and the only thing he can think about right now is mating with you.

Jeongin saw you nod your head timidly before he slip his hands further up your dress causing it to bundle up around your waist as he trailed kisses down your neck and collarbone stopping just above the valley of your breasts.

As the morning sun's warm rays gently push past the curtains, the night's fiery spirit slowly yields, surrendering to the gentle calm of a new day. The morning light, soft and serene, brings a sense of peace, extinguishing the embers of passion that once burned so brightly.

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