. Stray Kids

.｡･ﾟﾟ･ Stray Kids

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ヾHwang Hyunjin Glimpse of Us (f) ↳ non-established relationship, idol!au, idol!oc

Summary: being an idol doesn’t take the human out of a person. They want to love and be happy just like anyone else. The difference is that she wants to love Hyunjin in a more unique way.

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GLIMPSE OF US

word count: 751

pairing: idol!hyunjin x idol!oc (named Yuna)

summary: being an idol doesn't take the human out of a person. They want to love and be happy just like anyone else. The difference is that she wants to love Hyunjin in a more unique way.

warning: none

disclaimer: just something that was sitting on the drafts as rant thoughts that I decided to actually finish. Lunar is the name of OC's fandom

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'@ user4356_ she looks tired, hope everything is okay '@ luvhyunnie Hyunjin deserves so much better. Stop forcing yourself on him, it's sad' '@ yoonamarryme are you and hyujin dating?' '@ user09239 you look pretty! can you say hi to Germany?' '@ staaay_jinnie STAY AWAY FROM HYUNJIN YOU S*l**!!!!!!!'

Scanning the commentary section, Yoona felt her heart drop. Doing live all by herself these days has become harder without her teammates filtering most of the harsh comments directed towards her.

It only took one innocent interaction with him at the Versace event in France for the internet to go into a frenzy of speculations and numerous theories about their relationship. Old clips of quick glances, group interactions, and what they believed were matching jewelry joined in compilations of videos were shared over and over again around the fandoms.

Yoona glanced at the staff behind her, watching as they monitored the comments and shook their heads at her. She bit her lip, pondering for a moment before she averted her eyes back to the camera.

"Guys..." she sighed, laying her chopsticks down next to the bowl of her half-eaten food. Closing her eyes for a moment, she tried to recollect herself.

It's just too much. She could only take too much.

"You know I'm human, right?" she questioned softly. Staring at the camera as if she was staring right into their eyes. "I am 26 now. I'm an adult. I have experienced, seen, and heard a lot of things, and I still will experience many more. I have feelings, just like everyone else. I feel happiness, sadness, frustration, anger… Sometimes I'm jealous, sometimes I'm insecure, other times I'm really confident... I feel everything you feel, and I want to be able to feel them." She nodded, ignoring the upcoming comments and the staff's concerned gazes from behind the camera.

"I am going to be honest with you. To me, love is the end goal. When I'm no longer 'pretty enough' to be an idol, when I'm old and grey I really want to be able to sit back and say 'I'm happy. I did everything I wanted to do and shared it with the people I loved the most and I know they loved me too.' That's what I want the most. Is it wrong for me to want to love and to be loved by someone? Do I not deserve this as a human being?" her eyes glazed with emotion.

"Today I know I have my family, friends, and Lunar's pure love. And I love you so so much. But I want to have a partner in life someday. Someone that is very dear to me and makes me happy, someone that makes me love in a different way. Is it really that selfish of me?..." Her head tilted to the side in wonder. 

She pondered for a moment and took a deep breath, nodding her head as she said, "I guess, sometimes we can be selfish like this."

"I still don't have this person, but I hope I can be with them soon. I hope to have a beautiful love and be really happy! And when I do, I want to be able to share it with the people I love the most, and I can only hope to have their support and respect back." she smiled hopefully.

"To finish this monologue that has been long," she laughed quietly, "Please remember that, at the end of the day, we, idols, are human beings just like you. We want to be happy just like you, and words hurt us just like it does... to you. Please always be kind and respectful to people, okay?" 

Yoona decided to end her live not long after, wishing lunars a goodnight and to stay healthy before closing the app. 

Thanking the staff, she waited for them to leave the room before she unlocked her phone, a smile blossoming on her face at the text waiting for her reply.

from jinnie <3 the sky looks beautiful tonight reminded me of you and now I’m missing you let’s watch the stars tonight

Yoona didn’t lie when she said she didn’t have her person yet, technically. She and Hyunjin weren’t official, but were rather enjoying the phase of slowly getting to know each other and the little things that made them feel butterflies fluttering on their stomach.

Right now, sitting by the Han river, sharing a blanket and secret kisses with him sounded like paradise to her

To jinnie <3 let’s go

Only One Way to Find Out (Little do they know #2)

word count: ?

pairing: kang taehyun (txt) x moon seo-yeon (female!idol!oc)

summary: a tipsy conversation leads to some discoveries for Taehyun as things start heating up between him and Seoyeon.

warning: talk about sex, first times, suggestive conversation, not revised

disclaimer: minors dni

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Ever since Taehyun's first blowjob experience, things shifted in the relationship.

Although shy sometimes, Taehyun was more confident in taking initiatives on physical interactions with his girlfriend. His hands stayed on her longer, venturing more, his lips were bolder, and he became a pro in leaving her breathless and panting for more.

Unfortunately for them, sexual activities didn't progress as well as that since either schedule or their members would interrupt their private moments.

Seoyeon was getting frustrated. Since she had a taste of him, it felt like a new gate opened up, and she wanted more, so much more. The feeling of his lips moving against hers, sliding down her neck, his fingers grazing against her skin, hands grabing her hips, pulling you close... Her fingers and vibrator did the best they could with those imageries, but in the end, she still wanted more.

He wasn't much different. Everytime he needed to relieve himself, all he could think about was Seoyeon on her knees, taking him into her mouth so pretty. All he could imagine- more like remember, was her eyes looking up at him, asking how he felt as her hands slid up and down his cock. He remembered the warmth of her mouth and the desire to want to feel that again was enough to make him cum in the shower, noises muffled away from his members.

He wanted more. He wanted to experience more with you. Have her experience more with him. He really wanted to repay her favour to him, but most of all, he really wanted to have sex with her.

Taehyun wasn't the most emotional out of his friends, rather describing himself as more pragmatic and direct than that. He didn't see his virginity as something so profound and special that you have to lose and gift it to someone, and he couldn't imagine himself preparing to lose it in a candle lit room with roses on the bed - he would leave that to Yeonjun. He didn't care much about the concept of virginity and losing it, but at the same time, he knew he only wanted to have sex with someone he felt connect with, not really finding the appeal of doing it with a random person.

He told Seoyeon as much in one of their dates after his first sexual experience with her, after they pondered venturing more into this aspect of the relationship before being interrupted by his members barging into the dorm.

The two were in TXT's living room, sitting by the coffee table with a variation of korean Street food and soju in between the two.

The conversation surrounding the topic didn't feel as awkward anymore, and Taehyun decided to take advantage of it.

Sipping on his maekju, he asked, "How experienced are you?"

Seoyeon wasn't a virgin, that much he knew, but he couldn't phantom the extent of her knowledge in this area, and he was curious.

"Hm," she mumbled, feeling her face heat up as she took a shot to dissipate de awkwardness. Seoyeon wasn't used to talking openly about it, but seeing the look and genuine curiosity from Taehyun, she didn't feel as uncomfortable. "Not that much, really. I had a somewhat relationship before, as you know, and most things I did was with him"

"Was he... your first in everything?"

"No," she shook her head. "My first kiss was with somebody else, but he was my first time, yeah"

Taehyun nodded quietly, processing her words.

"Was it special?" he asked. Pausing for a moment, he followed with, "Nevermind. Don't think I wanna hear about you having sex with another guy"

Seoyeon laughed at that, watching amusedly as Taehyun averted his eyes, hair falling over them as his cheeks darkened a little, and his lips formed a pount. Cute.

"It was very awkward, actually," she said, gaining his attention back.

"Really?"

Seoyeon nodded, "First times are usually awkward and not that great, even more so if it is the first for both. So, yeah" she shrugged. Picking up her chopsticks again to take a piece of tteoppokki, she throw a question, "How would you like your first time to be?"

Taehyun mouth fell open in surprise, an 'ah' falling from his lips as he thought. Mind running wild as his heart skip a beat, sending blood downstairs at the thought.

"I... I don't really have scenerario in mind," he shrugged. "If you are there, it's perfect for me"

"Oh," Seoyeon bit her lip hard to prevent the smile from blossoming on her face, blood rushing to her cheeks as she subtly clenched her thighs together. "You don't want a nice date before, maybe candles and some nice music?"

Taehyun shook his head with a boyish smile, "Only you"

This time, the quirk on her lips appeared in a shy yet pleased smile, making his smile stretch a bit further as he bit his lip as he averted his gaze.

"Hm... Good to know," she glanced at him, before turning her attention to the food, trying to distract herself from the giddiness she was feeling.

A moment of silence fell around them after that as they tried to distract themselves from Taehyun's direct answer. He watched her movements quietly, enjoying how good he felt talking with her about this.

"So our first time has a high chance of being awkward and not great," he stated, and Seoyeon choked a bit on her food.

Clearing her throat, she tilted her head to the side. Taehyun was already looking at her, sipping on his drink as he did so to help with the nerves. His heart was racing at the prospect of having sex with her, and Seoyeon wasn't much different. Her body felt hotter all of the sudden.

"I don't think so..." she said catching his gaze, a small smirk appearing on her lips, "I have a good feeling about it. But... there's only one way to find out, right?" she added, biting her lips.

The implication of her words and the look on her eyes made Taehyun's breath hitch, and his pants tightened. He slid his glass on the table as he watched her lick her lips off the sauce, slowly crawling on her knees towards him until their faces were mere inches apart. They didn't kiss yet, but he felt breathless already with the tension.

Tilting his head up just a little bit, he brushed his lips against hers, and Seoyeon breathed in, closing her eyes. Taehyun's fingers entangled into her hair, stopping her from moving as he leaned in.

The moment, unfortunately, was broken the moment Yeonjun's loud voice boomed from the corridor, followed by Kai's loud cackle. The newcomers joined the couple as soon as the saw the food and drinks on the table and the tension that build up, slowly dissipated in the room, but the glances at each other didn't.

Maybe next time. They thought, catching each other's glance, fingers tightening around each others.

GLIMPSE OF US

word count: 751

pairing: idol!hyunjin x idol!oc (named Yuna)

summary: being an idol doesn't take the human out of a person. They want to love and be happy just like anyone else. The difference is that she wants to love Hyunjin in a more unique way.

warning: none

disclaimer: just something that was sitting on the drafts as rant thoughts that I decided to actually finish. Lunar is the name of OC's fandom

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'@ user4356_ she looks tired, hope everything is okay '@ luvhyunnie Hyunjin deserves so much better. Stop forcing yourself on him, it's sad' '@ yoonamarryme are you and hyujin dating?' '@ user09239 you look pretty! can you say hi to Germany?' '@ staaay_jinnie STAY AWAY FROM HYUNJIN YOU S*l**!!!!!!!'

Scanning the commentary section, Yoona felt her heart drop. Doing live all by herself these days has become harder without her teammates filtering most of the harsh comments directed towards her.

It only took one innocent interaction with him at the Versace event in France for the internet to go into a frenzy of speculations and numerous theories about their relationship. Old clips of quick glances, group interactions, and what they believed were matching jewelry joined in compilations of videos were shared over and over again around the fandoms.

Yoona glanced at the staff behind her, watching as they monitored the comments and shook their heads at her. She bit her lip, pondering for a moment before she averted her eyes back to the camera.

"Guys..." she sighed, laying her chopsticks down next to the bowl of her half-eaten food. Closing her eyes for a moment, she tried to recollect herself.

It's just too much. She could only take too much.

"You know I'm human, right?" she questioned softly. Staring at the camera as if she was staring right into their eyes. "I am 26 now. I'm an adult. I have experienced, seen, and heard a lot of things, and I still will experience many more. I have feelings, just like everyone else. I feel happiness, sadness, frustration, anger… Sometimes I'm jealous, sometimes I'm insecure, other times I'm really confident... I feel everything you feel, and I want to be able to feel them." She nodded, ignoring the upcoming comments and the staff's concerned gazes from behind the camera.

"I am going to be honest with you. To me, love is the end goal. When I'm no longer 'pretty enough' to be an idol, when I'm old and grey I really want to be able to sit back and say 'I'm happy. I did everything I wanted to do and shared it with the people I loved the most and I know they loved me too.' That's what I want the most. Is it wrong for me to want to love and to be loved by someone? Do I not deserve this as a human being?" her eyes glazed with emotion.

"Today I know I have my family, friends, and Lunar's pure love. And I love you so so much. But I want to have a partner in life someday. Someone that is very dear to me and makes me happy, someone that makes me love in a different way. Is it really that selfish of me?..." Her head tilted to the side in wonder. 

She pondered for a moment and took a deep breath, nodding her head as she said, "I guess, sometimes we can be selfish like this."

"I still don't have this person, but I hope I can be with them soon. I hope to have a beautiful love and be really happy! And when I do, I want to be able to share it with the people I love the most, and I can only hope to have their support and respect back." she smiled hopefully.

"To finish this monologue that has been long," she laughed quietly, "Please remember that, at the end of the day, we, idols, are human beings just like you. We want to be happy just like you, and words hurt us just like it does... to you. Please always be kind and respectful to people, okay?" 

Yoona decided to end her live not long after, wishing lunars a goodnight and to stay healthy before closing the app. 

Thanking the staff, she waited for them to leave the room before she unlocked her phone, a smile blossoming on her face at the text waiting for her reply.

from jinnie <3 the sky looks beautiful tonight reminded me of you and now I’m missing you let’s watch the stars tonight

Yoona didn’t lie when she said she didn’t have her person yet, technically. She and Hyunjin weren’t official, but were rather enjoying the phase of slowly getting to know each other and the little things that made them feel butterflies fluttering on their stomach.

Right now, sitting by the Han river, sharing a blanket and secret kisses with him sounded like paradise to her

To jinnie <3 let’s go

Noah's Room

Genre: dad!Chan, fluff

Warnings: none

Request: no

Member: Chan

A/N: Please reblog :]

"Alright kids, you can look after yourselves for an hour, right?" Chan slides his arms around his two teenagers, pulling them both close to him as he ruffles their hair. They reply with various levels of disgruntled laughter, and Chan chuckles.

"Where are you going?" Noah asks curiously. "Out?"

"No, no," Chan shakes his head and steals a slice of peach from Sky's fruit bowl. The girl frowns at him and he laughs as he shoves it into his mouth. "It's Sunday. Studio time."

Sky tilts her chin up. "Therapy?"

"I'm not a therapist," Chan chuckles again. "Just … a guy who still wants to help his old fans, you know? And any new people who manage to find me. Chan's room, from home. Live and in stereo."

Sky giggles at her father and she digs out another slice of peach; she hands it over to him and he speedily gobbles it up like a vacuum. "You're an old man therapist."

"And you've been hanging out too much with your Uncle Seungmin," Chan groans. "No doubt he's been saying 'oh Chan is half a hundred now' these days."

Sky gasps. "How did you know?"

Noah and Sky both laugh when Chan's shoulders sag as he dramatically sighs, his face distorting with a hearty eye roll.

"Okay, this old man is now heading to his studio," Chan shakes his head, standing up properly again and stretching loudly. "Don't break anything."

"Wait," Noah pushes his empty dinner plate away. "Can I come?"

A huge grin suddenly spreads across Chan's face. "You want to come with me?"

Noah nods, his curls bouncing around his forehead. "I want to see what you do. I'm curious."

"What about Sky?" Chan asks, cocking his head to the side. "Want to come too?"

Sky wrinkles her nose and shakes her head. "I'm going to eat more peaches and then I'm going to watch TV. Maybe I'll go bother mama in her art studio."

Chan laughs and leans down to kiss her cheek. "Alright. If you need anything you can come bother me too, okay?"

After registering Sky's nod of understanding, Chan gestures to his son to follow him; they make their way to the spacious hall, Y/N's art studio shut firmly on the left side. Through the French windows, Y/N catches sight of them, and she grins, waving at them both with paint stained hands.

Noah and Chan giggle as they both wave back before Chan opens the door to his own studio opposite his wife's; he ushers his son inside and immediately snaps on his lights.

"It's so purple in here," Noah snorts, amused. "Why?"

Chan shrugs with a smile as she pushes some things out of the way so he can make way for another chair. "It's cosy," he drags a chair to his desk, setting them both up together in front of three large screens. "And in a physiological sense, purple is a calming colour - it calms the mind and the body, and if it has a blue undertone, it can help soothe and lower blood pressure and heart rate." Chan suddenly huffs and stretches his back, his brow red. "Don't think my heart rate is lowered right now though."

Noah chuckles. "Does purple really do all that? What about red?"

"Well red is the opposite," Chan explains. For some reason he's now under his desk, his voice distant as he rummages around amongst some cables. There's a loud bang and he yelps as he emerges again, banging his head. "Ow. Red is more energising and stimulating and is linked to passion and sexual stuff. Definitely not the vibe I want for Chan's room."

The father and son duo both laugh at that, and Noah flops down into one of the cosy chairs as he raises an eyebrow. "Have you ever used red? For Chan's room?"

"Oh gosh," Chan sits down next to his son and leans back, thinking back to twenty odd years ago. "Yeah actually," he starts laughing, rubbing his face as his cheeks begin to flush in memory. "There was this one song called Inferno, by the group your uncle Matthew was in - I played that a few times with red lights."

"Didn't you have a song called Red Lights?"

Chan aggressively clears his throat and he immediately turns his computer on. "Let's not go there Noey. That's … yeah let's not."

"Why not?" Noah teases the man, and Chan lets out an embarrassed squeal in response. "What are you hiding, dad?"

"Nothing!" Chan giggles, his face lighting up with the glow of the computer as he clicks around different programmes. "Absolutely nothing, Noey. I'm an innocent man."

Noah raises an eyebrow at how flustered his father has suddenly gotten. He smirks when Chan clears his throat again before clicking onto the software he uses for his livestreams.

Just as he clicks record, Chan suddenly stands up. "Hold on, I'll be right back. I've forgotten my phone."

He turns to exit the studio and Noah's eyes widen as the screen goes live, the sixteen year old freezing when he realises how many people have all of a sudden joined.

"Dad," he groans under his breath as he leans forward, his hands slipping into his curls. He squints as comments fly across the screen, and he furrows his brows as he tries to read one. "'Where's Chan?'"

He reads a few more: Who are you? You're not Chan. Wait, are you Chan's kid?

"Hi," Noah says quietly, waving slowly. "I'm Noah. Chan is my dad. He went to go get something."

He squints as more comments flood the screen. "'Tell Chan to come back, I want to ask him for some help'," Noah leans back in his seat and looks out of the window. "He'll be back in a minute. Um … I know I'm not my dad but maybe I can … help?"

Noah watches quietly as people continue to flood into the stream, the comment section becoming more and more packed by the minute. He spots a question from the previous person and he tilts his head to the side as he reads it. "'The guy I like called me ugly and now I hate myself. What do I do?'"

"I'm sorry he called you ugly," Noah wraps his arms around himself as he leans his elbows on the table, trying to think about how to respond. "Don't hate yourself because someone insults you … I don't think ugly people exist, everyone is beautiful in their own way, you know? And um … like … just because someone doesn't like you, it doesn't mean you're ugly or like, something's wrong with you. That's like saying … just because some people don't like … bananas or something, means it's a bad fruit. But it's not, there's other people who like it," Noah suddenly laughs, rubbing the nape of his neck just like his father when he feels awkward. "I'm sorry I'm not the best at explaining things. But I'm sure you're very beautiful - there will be someone else out there who will like you for who you are, so don't worry about it."

He leans forward again and notices the person has commented a dozen teary eyed emojis with a thank you. Noah smiles. That felt good, he thinks to himself. I want to help more people.

The sixteen year old lands on a different comment. "'You sound like your dad'," he chuckles, suddenly taken aback. "I do?"

A chorus of 'yes!' floods the screen and Noah smiles happily, his freckled cheeks flushing pink under the purple lighting. "Thank you. My dad is probably my biggest role model out there … so that's a really nice thing for you guys to say."

He suddenly laughs, a squeak emitting from his mouth when he reads another comment. That's what your dad used to say about his dad.

"Wait, really?" Noah asks. "You're not pulling my leg?"

"'He used to talk about his dad with love hearts in his eyes. It was the same look you have in your eyes right now'," Noah reads, and suddenly shy all over again, he covers his face with hands. "Well, my grandad is an amazing man too. He's my role model as well … dad and him are so similar. They're really gentle and kind but strong at the same time? I want to be like that too."

Noah then clears his throat, embarrassed. "Anyone else have anything they need help with? You know, before my dad comes back."

Noah softly drums his fingers on the desk, sinking further into his oversized hoodie. His eyes scan the comments and he sits up when he reads a particular one that catches his attention.

"'How do I love myself?'" Noah reads the question aloud before leaning back in his seat. He swivels around for a moment, collecting his thoughts as he folds his fingers over his stomach, head on the back of the chair.

"Hmm," he purses his lips. "There's only one of you on this earth, yeah? That means, out of the near eight billion people, you're unique, you're special, and no one else has what you have … my dad always says that no matter what, no matter who you are, what you are, what you believe in … you deserve to be loved. And I think that doesn't just mean you deserve to be loved by other people - you deserve to be loved by yourself too. You're … worthy? Of love from yourself. I bet you probably have lots of love to give others - you should save some for yourself too because you're precious and you deserve it," he taps his chin before breaking into a shy smile. "Am I going overboard? I think so, I'm sorry."

Just then, the door of the studio opens and a goofily smiling Chan walks into the room. His eyes are suspiciously bright as he sits down beside his son, and he sniffs secretly as he leans back, a fond smile on his lips.

"Hi guys," he waves his fingers at the camera. "Sorry I'm late. I see you've met my Noah, huh? Looks like he's giving out advice now too."

Noah groans. "You heard?"

"I heard," Chan nods, and he slides an arm around the shy boy. "You answered that question beautifully."

"Thanks dad," Noah smiles crookedly. He nods his head towards the screen where people are sending 'awww's in the comment section. "They said I sounded like you when you were younger."

Chan chuckles. "Oh? How so?"

Noah shrugs, scrolling through the comments before pointing them out to his dad. "Because I said you're my role model. And they all said you said that about your dad back in the day."

At that, Chan seems to freeze. He shuts his eyes for a second and when he opens them again, they seem even brighter than before. "I'm your role model?"

Noah nods simply. "Yeah. You and grandad."

Swallowing hard, Chan suddenly pushes away from the desk again. "I'll be right back," he whispers before exiting the room again, and Noah's eyes widen when he hears a loud sob in the hall.

Noah chuckles nervously. "Sorry guys," he says to the screen. "Don't think dad is coming back … I think he's a bit incapacitated."

He curls his legs up into the seat and grins cheekily. "Looks like this isn't Chan's room anymore. How does Noah's room sound?"

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