Hii Its Okay If You Cant But I Was Wondering If You Could Do A Skz X 9th Member Reader Where She Was

Hii it’s okay if you can’t but I was wondering if you could do a skz x 9th member reader where she was in a car crash as well as the others? But she was badly injured as well and had to be looked after by chan because she wasn’t in good condition? Totally okay if you can’t thanks❤️

"You're awake!"

SKZ-> ot8 x 9th member!reader (Chan-centric)

genre: angst, hurt/comfort wc: ~3,200 cw: some cussing, car accident, reader and skz get hurt

summary: ^^ see request

A/N: Hello! Not super happy with how this came out, but I hope you still like it anon! Started a new semester, so updates will be less frequent, but I'll still be lurking in everyone's feed through likes and reblogs 👀

Masterlist | Happy Scrolling!

"I'm just saying, if penguin's could fly, I think they'd take over the world."

"Felix, literally what are you talking about?" you give him a strange look from where you're seated diagonal from him in the car.

"If penguins ever learned to fly, I think they'd try to overthrow the government in a vengeful fury."

You all sit in silence for a moment, trying to preserve the last of your braincells from deteriorating.

"Okay..." Seungmin responds, quirking his eyebrow at him.

"I am so excited for tonight!" you break the silence that settles, practically vibrating in your seat from the excitement.

"We know, you haven't stopped talking about it," Minho boredly comments, his phone lighting up his face from the shadowy back seat.

Jeongin throws an elbow in his side from where he's seated beside him, earning himself a nasty glare from the man. "Don't be mean to Ynnie, she's just excited to perform."

"I'm so sorry. Let me rephrase that," he clears his throat, setting his phone down in his lap, "Oh my gosh, I know! It's all you've talked about since this morning!" he squeaks, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," you mumble, rolling your eyes at your grumpy member.

Before Minho has the chance to respond, your entire world is shaken when another car T-bones you from the right.

Time seems to slow down as the car is flipped, sending you out of your seat towards the ceiling of the car. Your seatbelt manages to control some of the damage to your head, but it slices into your neck from the pressure. Blood starts to drip out of your wound, but you don't even feel it as your hazy gaze travels over to your members.

Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes land on Felix's still body in the back seat, his eyelids draped shut. He doesn't appear to have any other injuries, but you're immediately ripped away from the sight of Felix when you hear Minho groan in pain. You Jeongin a quick once over, and upon seeing no visible injuries, keep your eyes moving. You don't miss the way Jeongin's hands are firmly grasped around Felix's forearm as he shakes the older man, trying to wake him.

It's painful to twist in your seat, but you do so anyway. Catching a glimpse of Minho, you see a jagged piece of glass protruding out of his forearm. It appears small, but you know it must still hurt like a bitch. Other than that he looks okay, so you continue to look over your remaining members. His eyes are panicked as he frantically looks over the four of you. "You guys ok?" his voice shakes with fear, and his teeth are clenched from the pain radiating from the glass in his arm.

The ringing in your ears starts to subside a bit, and the grunts coming from your right get louder. Seungmin's arm is twisted at an unnatural angle, and there's blood dripping from his left eyebrow. You can't bring yourself to answer Minho, the shock still clouding your mind.

As the rest of your senses start to come back to you, your focus remains on Seungmin as he huffs in pain. You feel a stinging sensation in your thigh, but as you slowly start to drop your head to look, you feel a shaky finger reach under your chin.

Seungmin's reached his hand out, gently pulling your chin until your eyes meet his again.

"Just keep looking at me, Yn," he whispers. You do as you're told, but the pain is worsening by the second, and your breathing starts to quicken.

All else is tuned out as your eyes remain on Seungmin's unwavering gaze.

Seconds feel like hours as you sit there in the car. Your eyelids start to become heavy, and you fuzzily catch Seungmin's eyes turn frantic as your blinks become slower and more frequent.

"Just keep your eyes open, don't fall asleep," he repeats. His word are gentle at first, but as your mind turns to mud, his voice becomes louder and urgent, almost screaming at you. You feel a rough hand grab your shoulder from behind, shaking you. Their attempts to keep you awake are futile, though, as everything becomes too much for you to handle.

"No, don't close your eyes! Stay with me!" and that's the last thing you hear before you drift off into the darkness.

~ ~ ~

You're awoken to the sound of quiet repetitive beeping.

Opening your eyes is a task all in itself, your eyelids feeling impossibly heavy.

After a moment of struggle, you're met with the bright light from a window to your right. You slowly turn your head to the side, and you see Hyunjin, Chan, and Changbin all perched on the couch. It looks uncomfortable, the way all three of them are scrunched up on the little loveseat.

You let your gaze linger on them for a moment, their presence providing a calming sensation for your jumbled mind.

Suddenly, your surroundings overwhelm you. You become terribly aware of all the wires connected to you. The ECG stickers become your biggest enemy, and the IV sticking out of your hand makes you angry.

Really angry.

You groan when you try to lift your arm, a sharp, shooting pain radiating down from your shoulder. You push through the pain though, urgent to remove all these wires from your body. The bandages littering your body feel as if they're burning your skin, and you've never needed to get something off of you faster.

You begin to peel the bandages from your arms, the pain from the adhesive no match for the pain you had been feeling previous to their removal.

Your agonistic groans manage to wake Changbin, and he panics when he sees you frantically tearing at your ECG stickers.

He jumps up from the couch, earning a yelp from Hyunjin as he was using Changbin as a pillow.

You're too overwhelmed to care about their actions as you continue to tear at your skin, even the blankets covering your body feeling like burning coals on your skin.

"Woah, what are you doing? You can't take those off yet," Changbin tells you, rushing to your side to try and restrain your arms.

"They're hurting me," you mumble, wretching your arms out of Changbin's grip to continue to pull at everything that touches you.

"Yn," Hyunjin gasps, quickly standing to his feet, running over to help Changbin.

Chan awakens from the commotion, alarm bells immediately sounding in his head when he sees your panicked movements.

You become more frantic when Hyunjin grabs one of your arms from Changbin, rendering you immobile.

"Get off!" you screech, yanking on your arms as hard as you can. Chan quickly runs out of the room in search of any healthcare professional he can find.

"You're gonna hurt yourself," Hyunjin struggles against you, holding tightly onto your hand.

"Let me go!" you continue to scream like a banshee, "You're hurting me!"

Neither do as you say, fearing for what you'll do to yourself if they listen.

"You're ok," Changbin pleads, bringing one of his hands away from your arm to rest it gently on your forehead. "Please calm down, everything will be ok."

You're too panicked to notice Chan re-enter the room, a nurse trailing in behind him.

She has a shot in her hand, and she hurriedly comes up beside Changbin to administer the drug. She hastily inserts the needle into your upper arm, and it only takes seconds for your demeanor to soften. Your thrashing becomes weaker, and your shouts become quieter, turning into soft mumbles.

The guys let out a sigh upon seeing your eyes close, your stature finally relaxing into the hospital bed once again.

"What the hell was that?" Hyunjin huffs, slightly out of breath from the physical altercation.

"Sometimes patients can be violent when they wake up out of a coma. It can happen to anyone," the nurse explains, taking the chart off the wall beside the bed. "We'll get some soft restraints to put on her arms before she wakes up again. It's unlikely for her to panic again, but it's just a precaution."

The guys nod, all three of them staring at your now peaceful face.

~ ~ ~

The next time you wake up, you feel as if you're experiencing deja vu. Your eyes open slowly, and you wince at the feeling of them being crusted over from sleep.

You also become strikingly aware of the aching pain radiating from your thigh. Your leg remains immobile, and you feel the constricting cast running from your mid thigh down to your ankle.

You go to bring your hand up to rub your face, but your movements are restricted. Your attention is brought to your hands, now laying limply by your side. There are restraints covering your wrists. Your face contorts into an expression of confusion, and you glance at the couch to your right.

Seated there are Chan, Hyunjin, and Changbin. Your deja vu hits you harder when you see them resting against one another, sleeping soundly.

"Chan," you call out to him, your voice surprisingly hoarse, your throat scratchy and raw.

He immediately jolts up, waking the other two in the process.

"Hey, you're awake," he says, getting up from the couch.

He's cautious as he walks over to you, taking slow steps to get to your bed. Changbin and Hyunjin watch from the couch, keeping their distance. Their expressions rival Chan's, somehow looking even more timid.

"Hi," you suddenly feel shy under their gazes, "Why are you looking at me like that? I can't even move; can we get these things off of me."

"Yea, sorry, the nurse said it was just precautionary. I'll go get someone to take them off of you," Hyunjin gets up from the couch, hurrying out into the hallway.

Realization dawns on you, and you bring your eyes to meet Chan's again. "Did I hurt someone? What happened?"

"You were trying to hurt yourself," a nurse enters the room, answering the question for Chan. "You were in a coma for a couple days. Sometimes, when patients wake, they can turn aggressive. Which you did, but nobody was hurt, the boys stopped you before you could do any damage."

You just nod, not entirely sure how to respond. She explains in more detail what had happened as she takes the restraints off your wrists.

"We had to sedate you, so you were out for an additional day. On the bright side, your coma allowed for your body to do some of the tough healing while you were unconscious. You had a surgery on your thigh the night you were brought in due to a compound fracture in your femur. The surgery was successful. It seems to be doing well for now, of course we'll have to bring you back in for some check-ups, but you should be good to go for now."

Your eyes widen as she goes on and on. Chan sits beside you, rubbing a hand up and down your back to help comfort you. The nurse continues about the paperwork, and leaves to gather it so you can leave.

"How are you feeling?" Changbin asks from the end of your bed.

"Overwhelmed," you answer curtly. The thought of not being able to perform for a while hurts your heart. Not only that, but you can't even walk!

Your suddenly hit with a wave of memories from the night of the accident, and your eyes water at the thought of the rest of your members who were in the car with you.

"Are the other guys alright? Where are they?" your voice is panicked as you ramble off questions.

"They're ok, we promise," Chan reassures you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. "They went home a couple days ago to rest. None of them got hurt as badly as you did. They all got some stitches, Seungmin's got a broken arm, and Felix has a pretty nasty concussion, but they're ok."

You sigh in relief, allowing your head to rest on Chan's shoulder.

The nurse comes back in, a folder filled with paperwork in hand. "As soon as you fill these out, you'll be good to go! Your medications and dosages are in this little baggy. You had some lacerations on your side, but we just covered them with butterfly bandages. The stitches on your neck can be taken out at your next appointment. Just be weary of them as you go about your day, try not to turn your head too quickly," she instructs, handing over the paperwork.

Within a few minutes, everything is filled out and you've been put in a wheelchair. Chan stands behind you, wheeling you out towards the van. Hyunjin carries your crutches from beside you, and Changbin holds your medicine and the paperwork.

Getting in the car was a hassle all in itself, as your leg felt like a million pounds with the cast on it. Your hip was so sore from laying in bed for so long, so you opted to have Chan lift you into the car.

Once finally settled, you lean back against the seat and close your eyes. You don't want to admit it, but you know these next few months are going to be difficult.

~ ~ ~

It's been a few weeks now, and things have started to go back to how they were before the accident. This is the first regularly scheduled week since then, and you're grateful for the normalcy.

Your managers had put everything on hold for a while, allowing you and the rest of your members to recover some. They knew it was a difficult time for all of you, and you were thankful for their leniency.

You have been spending most of your time on the downstairs couch, lounging around in front of the T.V. Various members would join you throughout the day, helping you with whatever you needed. Chan has certainly been the most doting, running at your every beck and call.

Today was no different; Chan decided to stay home with you while the rest of the members went to dance practice. He knew it'd probably put him behind, but they weren't set to perform for a good while, so he'll just catch up a different day. Plus, he knows Minho can handle them all just fine without him there.

The two of you are lounging on the couch, watching one of your favorite T.V shows, when Chan gets up to use the bathroom.

You hear the door close, and realize now's your chance. Your stomach's been growling for the past hour, but you didn't want to make Chan make you something.

However, you are done being the world's longest lounging couch potato, so you rise to your feet, grabbing your crutches from beside you, and make your way into the kitchen.

You know you don't have long before Chan finds you, so you ravage through the fridge quickly to try and find something to eat. You see your leftovers from the other night neatly packed away, so you grab those.

You carefully set your crutches down, leaning them on the counter next to you before hopping, leftovers in hand, to the microwave.

Unfortunately, the rug in front of the sink slips beneath you, and you fall onto the ground, your leftovers opening and spilling out onto you.

"Oh for fuck's sake," you sigh. Thankfully, you're not hurt, your butt just a little sore, but some of the sauce now decorates your cast.

You hear the door fling open from down the hall, and a frantic Chan bursts into the kitchen a mere second later. "What are you doing?" he's panicked as he rushes over to you, his arms looping under yours to pull you up.

"I was just going to heat these up because I was hungry, but then I slipped. I'm fine," you lightly push Chan away from you, knowing fully well that you can stand on your own.

He looks slightly taken back by your attitude, but nevertheless moves towards you again. He wraps his arms around you in an attempt to pick you up, no doubt to carry you back into your permanent spot on the living room couch, but you give him a firmer shove this time. "Did I hurt you?" he worries, his eyebrows scrunching.

"No, I just want to walk to the bathroom myself and get cleaned up," you explain, doing your best to keep your composure.

"I can help, let me grab you a wash rag for your cast," he bends down next to you, rummaging through the cupboard.

"Chan, please," you sigh. As much as you loved being babied at first, enough is enough. "I need some time by myself. I love you guys, but I'm not sure I've had a moment alone since the accident." Your arms are crossed as he stands, a pout forming on his face.

"But we just want to help you," he says, puppy-dog eyes on full display.

"And I thank you for all you guys have done the past month, but I really need to start doing things for myself again," you reach past him, grabbing your crutches and head down the hall to your bathroom. "Now to get this sauce off me," you mumble as you push the door open with the end of your crutch.

~ ~ ~

You're laying on your bed later in the day, knee propped up on a plump pillow to help alleviate some of the pain from your aching leg, when you hear a knock on door.

You tell them to come in, and the door opens to reveal Chan. "Hi," he's timid as he walks in. He takes a seat on the edge of your bed, a guilty look on his face.

"What's up?" you ask, sliding your bookmark into the crease of your novel.

"I wanted to apologize on behalf of all of us. We've been really clingy since the accident, and we didn't realize we were overstepping."

"Chan," you sigh, adjusting yourself to sit next to him. "Please don't beat yourself up about this. Honestly, I was just a little frustrated earlier and took it out on you. You guys have helped me more than you know these last few weeks. I really don't mind all the doting."

His eyes light up at that. "Really?" his voice is giddy, and you regret that you were the cause of his sadness before.

While the overprotectiveness really did get on your nerves a bit, if it brings them that much happiness to take care of you, you suppose you can get past your grumpiness and let them do it.

"Really."

"Guys, she changed her mind!" he yells, and not even a second later, your door swings open, seven smiling faces staring back at you.

They hurry into your room, clumsily fighting each other to sit on your bed. They're still cautious of your leg, but they all manage to fit, even if a little squished.

"Don't make me regret this," you joke, ruffling Seungmin's hair from where he's laid out on your lap.

"You know you love us," Chan comments, smirking at you.

"I certainly do."

Do you even need to ask if I (we) want a 2nd part?

I'll beg if you want me to

Pretty Please

Pairing: Minho x Chan x fem!reader / Minchan x fem!reader

Word Count: 2953

Summary: You've ended up in bed with Minho or Chan as friends with benefits a few times by now. Chan and Minho had a similar agreement for quite a while themselves. After proposing to Chan to all spend some time together, he promises to talk to Minho. Coming home from an event Chan can't keep his hands off Minho, completely ignoring Minho's concerns about you still being home.

Warnings/Tags: yearning, teasing, dom!chan, sub!minho, smut (minchan focused)

A/N: I hope you like it, let me know if you'd be up for a part two🤭~Moon🌙

Minho chuckles softly as Chan buries his face in his neck, wrapping his arms around his waist as soon as he closes the door. Chan’s lips travel all over the back of his neck, hand fondling down his shirt until it reaches the hem of his suit pants. Minho’s breath hitches as Chan palms him through layers of fabric and melts back against him. “Channie,” he tries softly.

“Fuck, baby, you’re killing me tonight,” Chan growls lowly, leaving tiny bites all the way up to his ear. 

“Didn’t do anything,” Minho tells him, hand reaching back to bury itself in Chan’s curly hair. Chan lovingly rubs the growing bulge in his pants, his other hand slipping up beneath his shirt. Minho has trouble holding back a moan at the eagerness of his older friend. “She’s right upstairs, behave.”

“Isn’t she at some birthday party?” Chan asks, turning with him in his arms and glancing into their empty living room.

“Not sure,” Minho shakes his head, hissing softly as Chan sinks his teeth into his neck. “Wait a damn minute,” he giggles, gently freeing himself of his grip. He slips out of his shoes and bends over, putting them on the small shelf in front of the mirror. His eyes widen as Chan grips his hips, pushes his crotch against his bum with force, and makes him stumble at the impact. Minho blindly braces himself on the shelf and raises his eyebrows at him through the mirror. “Fucks sake, Channie, I got the message,” he laughs breathlessly, pressing back against Chan.

Chan buries his hand in his hair and pulls him up, marveling at the soft whimper leaving his friend’s lips. Wrapping his hand around his neck, he meets his eyes through the mirror. “I don’t think you did,” he rasps into his ear, smirking in success. Minho is shivering against him, leaning into his touch subconsciously, and stares at him for a moment. Chan knows that look all too well. He knows Minho is trying to gather his thoughts, trying to get himself together and pretend he isn’t dying for his touch. “What makes you think I was asking, kitten?” he asks, his voice growing low.

Minho can’t stop the moan tumbling from his parted lips this time. “Channie, please,” he whispers desperately. 

“Please, what?” he asks impatiently. 

“We should check if she’s there first,” he tries to reason with him. 

“Afraid you can’t keep quiet?” Chan asks, smirking. 

“I’m afraid of traumatizing her,” he gives back.

“I bet she’d love the sight of you falling apart on my dick,” he grins, and Minho’s eyes widen. “Those sweet little whimpers of yours, eyes fluttering close and all while you're trying to be good for me.” Minho’s knees buckle, and he grows heavier against his grip for a split second. “You’d like that? I know you’ve been thinking about her watching us before.”

Minho’s eyes grow even wider, and he frantically searches Chan’s, swallowing hard. “I want to make you both feel good,” he whispers, a little irritated that there doesn’t seem to be a single hint of jealousy or anger in Chan’s chocolate eyes.

“Don't be a dick, Chan,” you giggle, and Minho flinches heavily, staring at you bewildered. You casually lean against the door to your kitchen, watching them with a knowing smirk. When you were with Minho, he loved being in control, but that seemed to change as soon as Chan was around. You can't blame him; Chan has a similar effect on you, but watching the man dominating you in bed is very intriguing, practically dropping to his knees for his hyung. 

Minho swallows softly at the sight of you in a shirt he lent you. He gets lost in admiring the form of your body, the way your eyes light up as you smile, and the softness of your hair. 

He had been very attracted to Chan the moment he met him, and after years of working and growing together, they became friends with benefits. Minho would be lying if he'd say Chan doesn't mean a lot more to him by now. He helped discover a side of himself he hadn't known before, always making sure he felt comfortable and safe. You met the two of them a few years ago, and once you became their roommate, Minho found himself surrounded by two very beautiful and teasing people. He knows that Chan and you have been sleeping together occasionally as well, but he never dared to think you'd ever consider doing the same with him. Until you did…and god, he loves the different types of attention he gets from the two of you. Chan is a passionate lover, pushing him to his limits and making him experience a need to be ruined he didn't know he had. He knows that Chan only gets as dominant as he is tonight when he can't handle the sight of him. Minho knew he was in for something the minute Chan saw him stepping out of his room before their event. And then there's you. The sweet girl he loves seeing falling apart beneath him, longing for his touch at all times. You know how to wrap him around your finger, and he lets you every single time. He can't help it. 

You tilt your head at him as Chan turns with him in his grip and hums gently. "You do look pretty like that, Minnie baby." 

Minho's lips part with a tiny gasp at the all-too-familiar pet name. Chan smirks and tightens his grip around his neck a little. "What do you say, kitten?" 

"Th-Thank you," Minho stammers nervously, completely overwhelmed by the sudden developments. It's messing with his brain, not fully knowing how to behave. Chan's hand wrapped around his neck tells him very clearly to do as he says, to offer his all to him. You wearing nothing but that damn shirt makes him want to tell you how beautiful you look just for him. 

You push yourself off the doorframe and make your way over, locking eyes with Chan, who nods. You've opened up to Chan about a possible event, including the three of you, and Chan seemed intrigued. So, after a few talks, you've decided to have Minho decide if he'd be up for it. Minho gulps softly, pupils blown wide as you step in front of him, meeting his eyes. "Breathe, Minnie," you say and soothingly caress his cheek. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes as you kiss him tenderly. You can tell he's confused. Chan hasn't talked to him yet in that case. 

Chan's hand releases its hold on Minho's neck. He quickly wraps his arms around him as Minho stumbles a little, losing his balance at the sudden loss. Chan plants a sweet kiss on the back of his neck. "I got you," he promises, and Minho hums softly in response. 

Minho gasps at the loss of your lips against his and presses himself even closer to Chan to make up for it. You lovingly wipe your thumb across his lips before leaning forward. Minho chases your lips, wincing softly as you kiss Chan instead, right next to him. He watches as your mouths collide, unable to stop watching the two people he loves kissing each other. 

You moan softly as Chan buries his hand in your hair, pulling you back. "Babygirl's wearing my kitten's shirt, I see?" 

"It's comfy," you tell him, and Minho's eyes widen at the combination of your pet names. 

"Isn't our girl pretty?" Chan asks, lovingly kissing Minho's cheek. 

"Very pretty," Minho nods, smiling at you sweetly. 

"Mhm, thank you," you chuckle, glancing at them. "I'll be off in a bit, I'll sleep at my friend's place." 

"But not because of us?" Minho asks caringly. 

"No, dummy," Chan chuckles lovingly, and Minho bites his lip, trying to resist the urge actually to play dumb for him. "Remember that birthday party I told you about?" 

"Right," he nods, barely able to focus on anything else than Chan's growing bulge pressing against his bum. Minho subtly presses back and almost winces at how hard Chan grips his hip. He does it again, knowing he's playing with fire by now. Chan's grip on him gets even harder, making a low whimper fall from his lips. "Fucks sake, Y/N, get moving already," he presses out shakily, unable to hide the need lacing his voice. 

"Be nice," Chan cuts him off sharply, and Minho closes his eyes in defeat. "Go sit on the sofa, and don't you dare start without me." 

Minho scowls but does as he says, watching the two of you suspiciously as you go upstairs. He bites his lower lip hard, sitting on his hands to stop himself from giving in to the pure need pumping through his veins. Fucking Chan with his teasing and letting him drool.

You chuckle softly as Chan kisses you lovingly and accompanies you to your room. "Channie," you say gently. "Don't make him wait." 

"Someone's compassionate tonight," he teases you. 

"I know what a tease you can be," you giggle and grab your clothes. 

"Call me when you get there," he tells you, letting you change. 

You laugh but nod. "I will." 

"And if something's wrong. We'll pick you up," he assures you. 

"I know," you smile fondly. "I'll call once I'm there. I'll text you guys good night, and I'll call the second something's off."

"Good girl," he smiles and winks at you. 

You blush a little and wave him off. "Go, your kitten's waiting." 

Minho shoots up from his seat as Chan finally comes back downstairs. "Channie," he whines and makes grabby hands toward him. 

Chan smirks and pulls him into his lap as he sits down. "I'm here," he assures him gently, rubbing soothing circles on his hips. 

Minho's getting more desperate with every passing second. Suddenly, his suit feels uncomfortable, keeping him away from his lover. "Need you," he whispers, blushing heavily at Chan's intense gaze. 

"Need me?" Chan asks curiously. 

"So bad," he nods. 

"How bad?" he asks, raising his brows at him. 

Minho's blush deepens, eyes darting down as he starts feeling shy. "I-." 

"Look at me when you speak," Chan reminds him. "You've got such pretty eyes, it'd be a waste." 

Minho squirms a little before lifting his gaze. "Need you so bad, Channie," he says shyly. "You always know what I need."

Chan hums before burying his nose in Minho's neck. He grabs his hips, grip growing tight as he pulls him closer. Minho whimpers at the sudden but very needed friction. "Shh, pretty boy, she's still here," he warns him before licking up his skin agonizingly slowly. Minho's mouth falls open with a weak moan, and the slap on his bum that should serve as a warning isn't helping. 

"You're killing me here," Minho breathes out as Chan lazily kisses up his neck. He buries his hand in his hair in an attempt to steady himself. 

"Patience," he says gently. 

"You're one to speak," Minho groans in protest. "If you would've been patient, we wouldn't - I'm sorry -," he squeaks as Chan pulls back and raises his eyebrow at him warningly. 

"You're testing me today, kitten," Chan says calmly, and Minho's eyes widen in shock. 

"I'm sorry, Chan hyung," he says and starts planting tiny kisses down his jaw and neck, hands roaming his chest in an attempt to calm him. "I'll be good, I promise," he continues, smiling as Chan leans back, exposing his neck for him. He knew that would work. 

"You better," he says, already forgiving him as he litters his neck with small bites and heavy kisses. Minho scoots back on top of him to reach more of him, making them both moan at the friction. 

"Fuck, Channie," Minho breathes out. "Can I - just until she comes downstairs," he begs, and Chan hums in agreement. Minho doesn't waste a second, dragging his hips all over Chan's lap. A few slow, practiced rolls of his hips later, Chan's head drops back against the sofa. 

Chan's eyes flutter close at the relief flooding his system with Minho moving on top of him. "Such a good kitten," he praises him, biting his lower lip hard as Minho mewls. Fucks sake, this boy is driving him crazy, and it takes everything not to take him right here and now. Chan pulls him into a heated kiss, humming at the feeling of their lips meeting. "Gonna fuck you so good. Mark you up so everyone knows who you belong to," he promises against his lips, and Minho takes it all in like an addict. 

"Call me yours?" Minho gasps softly, eyes fluttering as his movements fasten up. 

Chan groans and moves with him in his arms, making Minho lie on his back. He hovers over him now, pressing down against him and chasing his lips. "Mine. You're all mine, Minnie," he rambles and forgets about his promise to wait until you're gone. He pulls down Minho's pants to his knees and pushes his fingers into his mouth. Minho eagerly sucks at his fingers, moaning around them heavenly. Chan returns to kissing him as he opens him up gently but quickly. Minho fumbles with Chan's belt, pulling down his pants enough for him to push into him as soon as he can. 

Minho groans as Chan pushes into him, squeezing his eyes closed at the sudden burning but pleasurable pain. "Fuck," he whispers, realizing Chan was too far gone himself to think about anything else than the two of them. He eagerly pushes back, pulling Chan close to him. 

"Taking me so well, baby," Chan grunts, burying his face in his neck. "So good for me." He thrusts into him quickly and roughly, his need taking over. 

Minho holds onto him, loud moans falling from his lips freely now. "Feel so good, hyung," he whimpers deliciously as he gets pushed deeper into the cushions with every thrust. 

"My pretty boy," Chan praises him, kissing every bit of his neck he can reach. 

"Say that again," Minho begs breathlessly, stomach flipping already. 

You grab your handbag and carry your heels in your hand as you make your way downstairs. You stop in the middle of the stairs, too stunned to move at the sight in front of you. Apparently, they gave up on waiting. Your ears burn up as you try to make yourself leave but can't. 

Minho's gripping the back of Chan's jacket, arching into him and shaking beneath him. His shirt is ripped open messily, and Chan's planting open-mouthed kisses on whatever part of his skin he can reach. Minho's eyes roll back with a delicious moan, and the way he whimpers is new to you. Chan's pounding into him at a desperate pace that tells you just how fucking needy your hyung had gotten. Low groans leave his throat as he pushes them both closer to the edge, and he has trouble holding himself up on his arms. 

"You're mine," Chan tells him, hitting his prostate and making him arch against him. "My beautiful kitten, my sweet boy, my pretty baby," he babbles as Minho melts more with every praise. "One day, I'll make sure everyone knows you're mine. Taking me so well, baby boy." 

Minho can't even warn him anymore, painting their expensive suits as he comes hard. He moans his name obscenely loud, hand shooting up to cover his mouth in shock, eyes rolling back and toes curling as his body shakes. 

"Fuck, kitten, who told you you can cum," Chan growls, hips stilling as he follows only seconds later. He pulls out a little, smiling as Minho makes a protesting sound. 

"Stay, please," he says sweetly. "Want to feel full a little longer." 

Chan smirks and pushes back inside, getting comfortable on top of him. He mindlessly rubs his hip, closing his eyes as Minho plays with his hair. 

"Seriously? On the sofa?" Your voice suddenly rings through the silence. 

"Don't make me mention what happened on that kitchen island," Minho simply replies, still catching his breath. 

"Or that carpet down there," Chan pants softly. 

"I hate you two," you groan, knowing you lost. 

"No, you don't," Chan snorts. 

"It'll change once you're needy," Minho smirks. 

There's a deafening silence after that, which makes both of them look at you confused. Chan picks up on the way you're gripping your heels and subtly pressing your legs together first. "Huh," he snorts. 

Minho raises his eyebrows, noticing your lips quivering as you exhale shakily. "That soon, honey?" he asks sweetly. 

"That's not fair, you know," you pout. 

"What isn't, baby girl?" Chan asks, amused. "That I'm fucking him instead of you?" he adds, pulling back and pushing back in. 

"Fucks sake," Minho moans out, surprised. 

"Or is it that he's not doing anything to help you out either because he's busy doing as I say?" he grins. 

"You're being mean," you whine and look at them, forgetting completely about the party. 

Chan raises his eyebrow at Minho, who meets his eyes, almost looking a little confused. “Should we make her wait it out…or take care of her?”

Minho’s jaw drops a little, blushing heavily as he searches for words. “You mean…together?”

“Yeah,” Chan nods. 

Minho glances over at you, and the look in your eyes tells him everything he needs to know. You’re dying for their touch. How could he deny you that? “I-uhm.”

“Minho, please,” you beg softly, and his stomach flips at the need dripping from your voice. 

He clenches around Chan in the process and closes his eyes in defeat as Chan gasps softly, noticing. Fucking hell, he’d die tonight.

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It’s Complicated

❤︎ Paring: Han Jisung x Reader

❤︎ Word Count: 9,463

❤︎ Style: Fluff, Angst, Friendship, Romance

❤︎ About: It’s a complicated relationship. Sometimes Jisung and Y/N get along but a lot of the time they are butting heads with each other. Their friendship is tested when Felix reveals his new girlfriend to the group

❤︎ Warning: N/A

Y/N had been a steadfast companion to the Stray Kids since their early days, her bond with them rooted in her long-standing friendship with Bang Chan from childhood. Yet, her interactions with Han Ji-sung, commonly known as Han, were consistently stormy. They frequently clashed, their heated disputes sometimes growing so intense that the other members had to step in.

During one particularly heated exchange, Y/N and Han's voices rose in anger.

"Why do you always have to be so stubborn, Han?" Y/N exclaimed, frustration evident in her voice.

Jisung retorted sharply, "Me? Stubborn? You're the one who never listens to reason!"

Their argument, which had begun over a minor issue, quickly escalated, their words echoing loudly in the room. The tension in the room grew as Y/N and Han faced each other, their voices brimming with emotion.

Y/N's voice tinged with annoyance, shot back, "It's not about being right or wrong, Han! It's about understanding each other's perspectives!"

Jisung was visibly agitated, responded, "But you never even try to see things from my side. You just assume you're always right!"

"I do try to understand you, Han! But you make it so difficult with your stubbornness!" Y/N argued, her voice laced with frustration.

His expression a mix of anger and exasperation, shot back, "And you think you're so easy to deal with? You're just as headstrong!"

Their voices rose higher, each trying to outdo the other, their words sharp and unyielding. It was clear that their argument was reaching a boiling point, with neither willing to back down or soften their stance. Chanbin and Bang Chan had to step in, fearing it might get physical.

"Enough!" Bang Chan shouted, pulling Y/N away. "This is getting out of hand. You both need to cool off."

Y/N, breathing heavily with anger, allowed herself to be led away. Despite her frustration, a part of her knew that Bang Chan was right. These fights with Jisung were draining, yet she couldn't help but get pulled into them time and time again.

As they walked down the hallway, Bang Chan suggested, "Let's go outside for some fresh air. It might help you calm down."

Y/N walked in silence, her mind a whirlwind of the fiery words exchanged with Jisung. Unbeknownst to her, Jisung's emotions were tangled in a complexity she hadn't perceived. He harbored a secret affection for Y/N, which intensified their every interaction. This was further complicated by what he perceived as Y/N's growing interest in Felix. Jisung felt torn, caught between his concealed feelings and Y/N's apparent unawareness.

As they strolled through the cool night, Y/N was accompanied by Bang Chan. Her thoughts were deeply immersed in her volatile relationship with Han.

"Are you okay, Y/N? You seem lost in thought," Bang Chan asked gently, noting her distant demeanor.

Y/N sighed, "I just don't get it, Chan. Why do Han and I always end up in these arguments? There's something... I can't quite put my finger on it."

Bang Chan listened intently as Y/N continued, her words laced with confusion and a hint of frustration.

"It's like, ever since we met, Han has always seemed to have something against me," Y/N vented, her voice tinged with exasperation. "I just don't understand why. What did I ever do to him?"

Bang Chan nodded thoughtfully, understanding the complexity of the situation. "I've noticed that too, Y/N. But maybe it's not about you doing something wrong. Sometimes people react strongly because they're dealing with their own emotions."

Y/N paused, considering his words. "You mean, Han might be acting this way because of something he's feeling?"

As they walked, the cool night air seemed to mirror the chill of the unsolved mystery that lay between Y/N and Jisung. The scene shifted to Jisung, who was in the midst of a heated conversation with Changbin. His frustration about his interactions with Y/N was evident in every word.

"I just don't get it, Changbin," Han exclaimed, throwing his hands up in exasperation. "No matter what I do, it's like Y/N always finds a way to get under my skin!"

Changbin, leaning against a wall, listened intently, his expression one of understanding. "But have you ever thought about why that is, Jisung? Why she affects you so much?"

Jisung paused, a mix of annoyance and confusion crossing his face. "I wish I knew. It's like... I can't control it. Every time I'm around her, I just... react."

Changbin nodded slowly. "Sounds like there's more to this than just irritation, Han. Maybe it's worth figuring out what's really going on inside your head when it comes to Y/N."

Jisung looked away, his mind racing with thoughts and emotions he hadn't fully acknowledged yet. Changbin's words had struck a chord, making Jisung question the real nature of his feelings towards Y/N. The next few days calmed down a bit but resulted in y/n and Jisung not talking or acknowledging each other. 

In the Stray Kids' apartment, the atmosphere was light, filled with laughter following a witty comment from Felix. Everyone was in stitches, except Jisung. He watched, a frown etched on his face, as Y/N blushed and giggled at Felix's antics. Felix, for his part, seemed charmed by Y/N's reactions, though it was clear he viewed her behavior as nothing more than friendly banter.

Y/N, still blissfully unaware of the dynamics at play, continued to dote on Felix, her actions only fueling Jisung's growing irritation. His annoyance soon manifested in a sarcastic imitation of Y/N's cutesy behavior.

"Look at me, I'm Y/N, always so adorable around Felix," Jisung jeered, his tone dripping with mockery.

Y/N, taken aback, snapped back, "What is your problem, Jisung?"

Jisung's patience was wearing thin, retorted, "My problem? It's your pathetic act around Felix. Grow up, Y/N. He doesn't see you as anything more than a friend."

The room fell into an uncomfortable silence. Y/N's face flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment. Jisung, realizing the impact of his words, almost wavered but managed to maintain his defiant stance.

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, a mixture of hurt and humiliation. She glanced at Felix, who looked as shocked as the rest of the group, despite being aware of her feelings.

Without another word, Y/N brushed past Jisung, her exit swift. Hyunjin immediately followed, offering a supportive presence.

After Y/N's departure, the room remained tense. Changbin broke the silence, his voice stern. "Jisung, that was out of line. You can't just say things like that."

Jisung, crossing his arms, replied defensively, "I'm just telling the truth. Someone had to say it."

Jeongin shook his head and added, "There's a way to express your thoughts without being hurtful, Hyung. You crossed a line."

Jisung met Jeongin gaze but didn't respond. His expression was a mix of frustration and regret.

Seungmin spoke up, his tone measured. "We all know Y/N has feelings for Felix, but it's not our place to confront her about it. Especially not in such a harsh way."

Jisung looked away, his expression hardening. "I'm tired of watching her make a fool of herself. It's like she's living in a fantasy world."

BangChan, who had been silent, finally spoke. "Jisung, I get that you're frustrated, but you can't project your feelings onto Y/N. It's not fair to her, or to Felix."

Jisung sighed, the weight of the situation settling on him. "I know, Chan. I just... I don't know how else to deal with this."

Felix had been quietly observing, added softly, "Maybe you need to figure out why it bothers you so much, Jisung. It seems like there's more to this than just concern for Y/N."

Under his breath, Jisung muttered a barely audible confession, more to himself than to anyone else in the room. "I know why it bothers me so much," he said, his voice a mix of realization and frustration.

Without another word, Jisung turned and left the dorm room, needing space and fresh air to process his turbulent emotions.

Once he was gone, the room was left in a reflective silence. The remaining members exchanged knowing glances, each aware of the deeper reasons behind Han's behavior and Y/N's obliviousness.

Changbin broke the silence first, his voice laced with understanding. "They're both so stubborn. It's like they're reflections of each other in different ways."

Felix nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. "Yeah, it's like they're in this dance, but neither of them knows the steps. They keep stepping on each other's toes."

Seungmin chimed in, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "It's almost comical how similar they are. Both headstrong, both blind to what's right in front of them."

"They need to figure it out on their own, though. We can't force them to see what they're not ready to see." BangChan added.

"Maybe this clash is what they need to understand each other better. Sometimes it takes a storm to clear the air." Jeongin, spoke softly.

The group fell into a contemplative silence, each member pondering the complex dynamics between Jisung and Y/N. Their interactions had always been fiery and charged, but beneath the surface lay a depth of emotion and understanding yet to be explored. In the busy corridors of JYP Entertainment, the tension between Y/N and Jisung was palpable. Jisung, regretting his outburst from the previous night, had attempted several times to catch Y/N's attention, but she persistently avoided him, turning away each time he approached.

His frustration mounting, Jisung spotted Y/N walking down the same corridor, her focus on the choreography she was developing for a TWICE song. He called out to her, but she continued on, disregarding his attempt to communicate.

With an annoyed sigh, Jisung quickened his pace and caught up to Y/N, reaching out to gently but firmly grasp her arm, prompting her to face him.

"What do you want, Jisung?" Y/N snapped, her voice tinged with irritation. "Come to embarrass me again like last time?"

Jisung released her arm, his expression serious. "No, that's not why I'm here. Look, I know I was out of line the other day. I shouldn't have said what I did."

Y/N crossed her arms, her demeanor still defensive. "So, what? You're here to apologize? After making a scene in front of everyone?"

Jisung ran a hand through his hair, searching for the right words. "I am sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I just... I get frustrated sometimes, and I don't handle it well."

Y/N's expression softened slightly, but she remained cautious. "Why do you even care, Jisung? It's not like my feelings matter to you."

Jisung looked at her, a hint of earnestness in his eyes. "They do matter to me. More than you realize. I just... I don't know how to show it properly."

Y/N was a bit taken aback by his admission, shifted uncomfortably. "I don't understand you, Jisung. One minute you're mocking me, the next you're here apologizing."

Jisung sighed, his frustration evident. "I know, I'm not good at this. I get tangled up in my own feelings and end up saying things I regret."

There was a brief silence as both contemplated their strained relationship.

"Maybe we both need to work on how we communicate," Y/N suggested tentatively.

Jisung nodded in agreement. "Yeah, maybe we do. I'll try to be better, Y/N. I don't want to keep fighting like this."

Y/N looked at him for a moment longer, then nodded. "Okay, Jisung. Let's try to start over, maybe?"

Jisung offered a small, genuine smile. "Yeah, let's do that."

As they parted ways, the air between them felt a little less charged, a tentative step towards understanding. The unpredictable dynamics between Jisung and Y/N were well-known within the JYP family, to the point where idols and staff would often become apprehensive upon seeing them together, anticipating potential arguments.

After their dance practice, a couple of TWICE members approached Y/N, their expressions a mix of shock and relief after witnessing her recent corridor encounter with Han.

Mina was the first to speak. "Y/N, we saw you and Han in the corridor earlier. We were surprised it wasn't another one of your infamous arguments."

Dahyun, standing beside her, added with a hint of curiosity, "Yeah, it actually looked like you two were having a civil conversation. What's going on?"

Y/N shrugged, a bit self-conscious about the attention. "It was nothing major. We just cleared the air a bit, that's all."

Jihyo, who had joined the group, chimed in, "It's good to see you two not at each other's throats for once. We were starting to wonder if that was ever going to happen."

Y/N laughed lightly, trying to downplay the situation. "Well, don't get your hopes up too high. Knowing us, this peace might be short-lived."

Sana, who was always more optimistic, smiled. "Maybe this is a good sign, though. It's nice to see some progress between you two."

Y/N nodded, appreciating their concern. "Thanks, guys. We're trying, I guess. It's a bit complicated, but we're working on it."

The TWICE members exchanged glances, their expressions showing a mix of hope and skepticism.

Momo, joining in, added, "Just be careful, Y/N. We all know how heated things can get between you and Han."

Y/N assured them with a smile, "I will. Thanks for looking out for me."

despite the brief respite in their usual arguments, found herself at odds with Jisung yet again. This time, their disagreement was over something trivial, but it seemed to be just another episode in their ongoing series of clashes.

As Y/N sat in a meeting with a manager, discussing the choreography for Stray Kids' next comeback, her thoughts were intermittently drifting to her recent spat with Jisung. Suddenly, Jisung himself appeared in the doorway, his expression a blend of annoyance and impatience.

"Y/N, can you ever take anything seriously?" Jisung blurted out, his frustration evident.

Startled, Y/N turned to him, her own irritation rising. "What's that supposed to mean, Han?"

He crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe. "You know exactly what I mean. Every time we talk, you just brush everything off. It's like talking to a wall."

The manager, witnessing this exchange, tried to intervene. "Can we please focus on the choreography?"

But Y/N, now fully engaged in the argument, shot back at Han. "I don't brush everything off. Maybe if you weren't so confrontational all the time, we could actually have a decent conversation!"

Jisung scoffed. "Confrontational? Look who's talking! You're the one who's always so defensive."

The manager, realizing this was not a discussion that would end quickly, sighed deeply. "Maybe you two should sort this out elsewhere. We need to focus on the comeback."

Y/N, taking a deep breath, tried to regain her composure. "You're right. I'm sorry, this won't happen again."

Jisung, however, seemed to have one last thing to say. "Just think about what I said, Y/N. It's not always about winning an argument."

With that, he turned and left, leaving Y/N standing there, a mix of anger and confusion on her face. She turned back to the manager, her mind still partly on the argument.

"I'll get to work on the choreography," she said, forcing herself to focus on the task at hand.

As she began discussing the details of the choreography, Y/N's mind was still partially entangled with the remnants of her argument with Jisung. She tried to concentrate on the manager's suggestions, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Han's words.

The manager, noticing her distraction, said, "Y/N, this choreography is crucial for the comeback. We really need your best work here."

Y/N nodded, pulling herself together. "You're right, I'm sorry. Let's focus on the dance. I'm thinking of incorporating some dynamic elements to highlight the members' strengths."

The manager seemed pleased with her suggestion. "That sounds promising. We're counting on you to bring something fresh and exciting."

Y/N's rapid and dedicated approach to her choreography was apparent as she unveiled the dynamic routine she had crafted for Stray Kids' new main single. Her talent was undeniable, and it didn't go unnoticed, especially by Han, despite their recent argument.

Her presentation to the group was met with impressed reactions, including from Jisung, who watched her with a mix of admiration and a hint of something deeper. His thoughts briefly revisited their conversation about improving their relationship, despite the frequent head-butting.

Y/N, in her element, was guiding the group through the choreography with the help of backup dancers. When it came time for Jisung to learn his part, she approached him with a professional yet approachable demeanor. "Ji-sung, you're leading off the song. Mirror the dancer in the center," she instructed, reaching out to gently guide him into position.

At her touch, a subtle flush colored Jisung's cheeks. The contact, simple as it was, sparked a faint warmth in him, a reaction to the closeness they seldom shared. He followed her lead, stepping into the center.

"Pay attention to the timing here," Y/N said, demonstrating the key move. "Your part is vital for setting the tone."

Jisung, his earlier embarrassment fading into a quiet appreciation of the moment, nodded attentively. "Understood. I'll make sure it's precise."

As the rehearsal progressed, Y/N continued to demonstrate the choreography to each member in turn. After guiding Jisung, she moved on to BangChan and then to Changbin, maintaining her professionalism throughout.

When it was Felix's turn, Y/N's demeanor shifted slightly. She remained professional, but there was a hint of embarrassment lingering from Jisung's recent outburst. Felix, for his part, seemed unaffected and focused on the task at hand.

"Okay, Felix, your part comes right after Changbin's. Make sure to hit these beats clearly," Y/N instructed, demonstrating the steps.

Felix nodded, his attention fully on the dance. "Got it, Y/N. I'll make sure it's smooth."

As Y/N worked with Felix, Jisung watched from the sidelines. Despite his efforts to remain indifferent, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at the way Y/N's attention was so fixed on Felix.

BangChan, noticing the shift in Jisung expression, leaned over to him. "Keep it together, Jisung. Focus on the dance," he whispered, his tone both warning and supportive.

Jisung took a deep breath, refocusing his attention on the rehearsal as a whole. "Yeah, I'm trying," he muttered under his breath, his gaze shifting away from Y/N and Felix.

The rehearsal continued, with each member getting individual attention and guidance from Y/N. Despite the undercurrents of personal dynamics, the group's professionalism shone through. They were all committed to making the comeback a success, and that shared goal helped to keep personal feelings and tensions at bay, at least for the duration of the practice. Jisung and Y/N's friendship had been through its fair share of ups and downs, but lately, it was as if they had found a new equilibrium. Their usual arguments and squabbles had become a rare occurrence, replaced instead by shared moments of laughter and understanding.

One lazy afternoon, as they lounged in the living room, BanChan noticed the change in their dynamics. He couldn't help but let out a comical sigh of relief, drawing the attention of the other members. They all turned to see what had amused BanChan so much and were greeted by the sight of Jisung and Y/N, sitting comfortably side by side, engrossed in a movie. The scene was so unexpectedly harmonious that it made the members chuckle in surprise.

As the movie played, the atmosphere was relaxed, filled with occasional laughter and comments about the plot. But peace was a fragile thing, especially with Jisung and Y/N. The tranquility was soon shattered by a debate over something as trivial as the last bag of crisps.

"Hey, that's mine!" Y/N exclaimed, reaching for the bag of crisps that Jisung had just picked up.

Jisung, with a playful glint in his eyes, pulled the bag away. "No way, I saw it first. Finders keepers!"

Y/N rolled her eyes, a familiar banter starting to brew. "Oh, come on, Jisung. You've already had two bags. Share a little, will you?"

Jisung pretended to ponder over it, tapping his chin theatrically. "Hmm, let me think... No."

The other members watched the scene unfold with amusement. This kind of bickering was typical of Jisung and Y/N, but it was different now. There was no real anger or frustration, just a playful back-and-forth that had become a cornerstone of their friendship.

"Seriously, Jisung, just give it here," Y/N said, making another grab for the bag.

In a swift move, Jisung stood up, holding the crisps high above his head. "If you want it, you'll have to catch me first!"

And with that, he dashed out of the room, Y/N hot on his heels. Their laughter echoed through the house as they ran, the sound of their footsteps mingling with their playful shouts.

The rest of the members exchanged glances, smiling at the familiar chaos. BanChan shook his head, still smiling. "Some things never change," he murmured, his eyes following the direction Jisung and Y/N had disappeared to.

Jisung and Y/N returned to the room, with Y/N triumphantly clutching the bag of crisps. They settled back down to continue watching the movie, their playful argument seemingly forgotten.

In the midst of their movie-watching, Felix suddenly stood up, drawing everyone's attention. "Guys, I've got something to tell you," he announced, a serious tone in his voice. "I've been keeping a secret, and I think it's time I shared it with you all."

Curiosity piqued, the Stray Kids members and Y/N bombarded Felix with questions. "What's up, Felix?" "Is everything okay?" "You're not leaving the group, are you?"

"No, no, nothing like that," Felix reassured them with a smile. "But it's something big. I'll tell you all tomorrow at our favorite cafe."

The next day, the group gathered at the cafe, a buzz of anticipation in the air. Felix arrived, a radiant smile on his face and a beautiful young woman by his side, their hands intertwined.

"This is Ji-Min, my girlfriend," Felix introduced her, beaming with happiness.

The group erupted in a chorus of surprised exclamations. "What? Since when?" "How did you guys meet?" "Felix, you sly dog!"

Y/N, however, felt her heart sink at the sight of their joined hands. She tried to mask her disappointment with a stoic expression, but her face betrayed her feelings. Noticing Y/N's reaction, Jisung glanced at her with a look of concern, remembering how she had always held a special place for Felix in her heart.

Suddenly, Y/N stood up. "I, uh, need to use the bathroom," she said quickly, her voice slightly shaky. But instead of heading to the restroom, she slipped out of the cafe.

Jisung watched her leave, concern etched on his face. After a couple of minutes, he casually checked his phone and excused himself. "Sorry guys, I just remembered I have something important to do."

He hurried out of the cafe, following the path he suspected Y/N had taken. His search led him to a nearby park, where he found her sitting alone on a bench, tears streaming down her face. Approaching her cautiously, Jisung sat down beside her, not saying a word, just offering his presence as a silent support.

As he sat there, Jisung felt a pang of guilt remembering the times he had teased and argued with Y/N, especially that incident in front of Felix. He wondered if his behaviour had added to her distress.

He waited patiently, giving Y/N the space to gather her thoughts. After a while, when her sobs subsided into quiet sniffles, he gently nudged her. "You know, you can talk to me, Y/N. I'm here for you."

Y/N's voice trembled as she confided in Han, her words laced with self-reproach. "I feel so stupid and foolish. Why did I ever think Felix would like me back?"

Jisung listened intently, understanding her pain more than she realized. He himself harbored hidden feelings for Y/N, but he knew this wasn't the moment to reveal them. Her heartache was too raw, too fresh.

"You're not stupid, Y/N," Han said softly. "Having feelings for someone is never foolish. It's human. And it's okay to feel hurt right now."

Y/N looked at him, surprised by his gentle tone. "Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?" she asked, trying to inject a bit of lightness into the somber mood.

Jisung smiled gently and moved closer, offering her the comfort of his embrace. "Maybe I'm not such a bad guy after all," he said, wrapping his arms around her.

Y/N leaned into his hug, finding solace in his warmth and support. For a moment, the world seemed a little less daunting, the pain a little less sharp. Jisung unexpected kindness was a balm to her broken heart, and in his embrace. In the days that followed, Y/N found herself grappling with a maelstrom of emotions. Being around Felix had become a challenge she wasn't ready to face. To give herself space to heal, she decided to take a break from hanging out with the group, a decision that didn't go unnoticed.

The members of Stray Kids felt the absence of her lively spirit keenly. "Hey, where's Y/N?" they'd ask during their gatherings, their concern growing with each passing day.

Jisung, aware of Y/N's struggle, stepped in with excuses. "Oh, Y/N? She's caught up with some personal stuff," or "She's just taking a little time for herself," he'd say, trying to sound casual. But his friends noticed the frequency of his excuses and the concern hidden in his eyes.

Felix, in particular, felt a pang of guilt. He couldn't help but wonder if his relationship with Ji-Min had inadvertently hurt Y/N. "Do you think she's avoiding us because of me and Ji-Min?" he asked Banchan one day, his voice tinged with worry.

Banchan, ever the voice of reason, reassured him. "Don't blame yourself, Felix. Y/N might just need some time to sort out her feelings. She's strong; she'll be back when she's ready."

Yet, even with Banchan's comforting words, a sense of unease lingered among the group. They all missed Y/N's presence, her laughter, and the energy she brought into their lives. Weeks had passed since Felix introduced his girlfriend Ji-Min to the group, and during this time, Y/N had gradually come to terms with her feelings, thanks largely to Jisung's support. Jisung, in a departure from his usual demeanor, had been surprisingly empathetic and understanding, offering Y/N the emotional support she needed.

The group dynamics were returning to normal, but with a notable difference: the constant bickering between Jisung and Y/N had subsided significantly. Instead, Jisung had become a comforting presence for Y/N, often making her laugh and smile rather than engaging in their typical fights.

This change did not go unnoticed by the others, including Felix. He was aware of Y/N's feelings for him and had thought she was moving on, understanding that he didn't share those feelings. Seeing Jisung stepping up as a supportive friend to Y/N brought a sense of relief to Felix.

Whenever Ji-Min was around, Jisung seemed to have a sixth sense for Y/N's emotions. He was always there with an arm around her, providing silent comfort. Y/N didn't have to say anything; Jisung could just tell when she needed that extra support. Slowly but surely, Y/N was healing and coming to terms with her feelings.

One evening, as they all relaxed together, Changbin remarked, "You know, it's kind of nice seeing Jisung and Y/N not at each other's throats for a change."

Seungmin added, "Yeah, he has been really good for Y/N. It's like he's always there exactly when she needs him."

Felix, who was part of the conversation, nodded. "I'm glad she's finding her way through this. It was tough knowing she had feelings for me, but seeing her now, it seems like she's getting better."

BangChan, always the voice of reason, said, "It's all part of growing up and handling feelings. We're all learning as we go."

Later on, Y/N approached Jisung and said in a soft voice, "Jisung, I can't thank you enough for being here for me. I don't think I could have gotten through these past few weeks without your support."

Jisung, looking slightly embarrassed but sincere, replied, "It's no big deal, Y/N. We look out for each other, right?"

Their interaction was a clear indication of how much their relationship had evolved. They had moved from constant conflict to a place of mutual support and understanding.

As the group dispersed for the evening, Y/N and Jisung shared a quiet moment of acknowledgment. "Thanks again, Jisung," Y/N said, a genuine smile on her face.

Jisung simply nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Anytime, Y/N."

As Jisung watched Y/N gradually return to her usual vibrant self, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. Recently, he had accompanied her, along with Changbin, to a cafe to meet up with Wooyoung and Yeonjun. Observing Y/N laughing and interacting with the group, especially with Yeonjun's storytelling, brought an unexpected smile to his face and a warmth to his heart.

Yeonjun, always the entertainer, decided to share an embarrassing story involving himself and the other TXT members. "So, there we were, practicing our choreography," he began, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "And I had this brilliant idea to add a dramatic jump at the end. Only, when I landed, my pants ripped right down the middle!"

Y/N burst into laughter, her hand covering her mouth as she tried to imagine the scene. "No way! What did you do?" she asked between giggles.

Yeonjun grinned, "I just froze. The rest of the guys were laughing so hard, they couldn't even finish the routine. I had to wrap a jacket around my waist for the rest of the practice!"

Wooyoung, chiming in with his charm, added, "That's why ATEEZ always double-check our outfits."

Y/N was laughing so hard by now that tears were forming in her eyes. "I wish I could've seen that!"

Changbin turned to Jisung, noticing the dreamy look in his eyes as he watched Y/N laugh. It was a look that would have annoyed Jisung if Y/N had shown it towards Felix. The irony of the situation amused Changbin. "Look at you, all dreamy-eyed and watching Y/N laugh. Who would've thought?" he teased softly.

Jisung, caught off guard, quickly retorted, trying to maintain his usual demeanor. "I'm just... you know, glad she's feeling better," he mumbled, his gaze still fixed on Y/N.

"Sure, Jisung, sure. It's good to see her happy, isn't it?" Changbin nudged him again, a knowing smile on his face.

"Yeah, it is," Jisung admitted, his voice softer than usual, his eyes still following Y/N's every move.

As the group continued to share stories and laughs, Jisung's attention remained subtly focused on Y/N. Her joy seemed to resonate with him, her laughter more contagious than usual.

Yeonjun, noticing the dynamic, shot a playful look at Jisung. "Seems like my stories are a hit, especially with Y/N."

Jisung, slightly embarrassed but in good spirits, replied, "Yeah, who knew you were such a comedian, Yeonjun."

After their fun outing at the cafe, the Stray Kids members found themselves hanging out in their usual spot, reminiscing and sharing jokes. Y/N, now more at ease, was actively participating, her laughter mingling with the others'.

During a lull in the conversation, Jisung, who had been observing Y/N's improved mood, casually remarked, "You know, it's good to have the old Y/N back. The one who laughs more than she frowns."

Y/N, catching Jisung comment, shot him a playful look. "Oh, so you do prefer me smiling? I thought you enjoyed our arguments, Jisung."

Jisung shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, I can't deny a good argument is fun, but this is a nice change. Don't get used to it, though."

Changbin, who was lounging on a nearby chair, chimed in, "Yeah, don't let him fool you, Y/N. Han's been secretly enjoying the peace."

Hyunjin added with a laugh, "Secretly? It's been pretty obvious to all of us."

The group erupted in laughter, with Jisung feigning annoyance at being the center of attention. "Okay, okay, let's not focus on me. What about Felix? How are things going with Ji-Min?"

Felix, who had been listening to the banter, smiled softly. "Things are great, thanks for asking. She's really amazing."

Seungmin, ever the curious one, asked, "So, when do we get to hang out with her again? She seemed really cool."

"Yeah, she's looking forward to meeting you all again," Felix replied. "Maybe we can plan something soon."

As the conversation continued, the group started discussing plans for their next group outing. Ideas were thrown around, with everyone pitching in their suggestions.

Y/N, feeling much more like herself, suggested, "How about an amusement park? We haven't done that in a while, and it could be a lot of fun."

"That sounds like a great idea," Jeongin agreed enthusiastically. "I'm in!"

The group quickly warmed up to the idea, making plans and discussing potential dates. The energy was high, and everyone seemed excited about the outing.

As they wrapped up for the night, Jisung walked alongside Y/N, their conversation light and friendly. "So, the amusement park, huh? You planning to beat me at all the games again?" he teased.

Y/N laughed, her spirits visibly lifted. "Oh, you bet. Get ready to lose, Jisung."

Their friendly banter was a sign of how much things had changed between them. The group, observing their interaction, shared knowing smiles. It was clear that Jisung and Y/N had found a new way to relate to each other, one that was less about conflict and more about genuine friendship.

As they said their goodbyes, the group left feeling uplifted and closer than ever. On a day planned for fun at the theme park, the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement. However, the mood shifted slightly when Felix's girlfriend, Ji-Min, joined them. She arrived with a bright smile, which faltered momentarily when she noticed Y/N among the group. Her expression subtly changed to something more bittersweet, although she tried not to let it show.

Y/N, as ever, remained blissfully unaware of the subtle tension. She was too caught up in the excitement of the day to notice Ji-Min's reaction to her presence. However, Jisung, ever observant, caught the shift in Ji-Min's mood as her eyes locked onto Y/N. He also noticed Felix looking more drained than usual, and the mild distance between Felix and Ji-Min suggested they might have had a recent disagreement.

Sensing the potential for discomfort, Jisung subtly placed a protective arm around Y/N's shoulders. It was a quiet but clear message that he was there for her, a gesture that indicated she had been through enough already.

Changbin, who was watching the interaction, leaned towards Jisung and whispered, "Playing the guardian angel today, huh?"

Jisung glanced at Changbin, a serious look on his face. "Just making sure everyone has a good time, especially Y/N."

Felix, observing Han and Y/N, approached them. "Hey, I hope everything's cool. Ji-Min is just a bit... overwhelmed meeting everyone again."

Jisung nodded, understandingly. "No worries, Felix. We're all here to have fun, right?"

As they moved through the theme park, the group tried to keep the mood light. Y/N, oblivious to the underlying tensions, was her usual cheerful self, laughing and joking with everyone.

Seungmin, trying to ease the situation, suggested, "How about we start with the roller coaster? It's a surefire way to kick off the excitement."

The group agreed, and the mood gradually lifted as they immersed themselves in the thrill of the rides and the fun of the park.

The atmosphere at the theme park was vibrant and filled with excitement, particularly for Y/N, who seemed to thoroughly enjoy the day, especially in Han's company.

As they wandered around, trying different games, Jisung surprised Y/N by winning a large plushie for her. "I'm not really into big plushies," he said, handing it over to her, but his actions spoke louder than his words. The others, observing this, exchanged knowing looks and smirks.

Changbin couldn't resist commenting, "Oh, Han, sacrificing yourself by winning a plushie you don't like. How noble of you!"

Jisung just rolled his eyes, trying to brush off Changbin's teasing. "Someone had to win it, right?"

However, the mood was slightly overshadowed by Ji-Min's demeanor. She seemed out of sorts, particularly when Felix shared a joke and Y/N joined in the laughter. Ji-Min didn't laugh; instead, she gave Y/N a long, scrutinizing look, which didn't go unnoticed by Jisung.

Sensing Ji-Min's discomfort and wanting to offer Y/N some support, Jisung subtly took her hand. Y/N, slightly surprised by the gesture, blushed but didn't pull away. In fact, she seemed to welcome the contact, her heart fluttering at the unexpected show of support.

The others, especially Jeongin and Hyunjin, watched the interaction with amusement. "Look at Han, acting all protective. He's like her knight in shining armor," Jeongin whispered.

Hyunjin chuckled. "Yeah, who knew Han had it in him?"

As the group continued their day at the park, enjoying the rides and games, the subtle dynamics between Y/N, Jisung, Ji-Min, and Felix added a layer of complexity to their interactions. Despite this, the overall mood remained upbeat.

At one point, as they took a break for snacks, BangChan observed aloud, "It's great to see everyone having such a good time today."

Y/N, holding the plushie close, replied with a smile, "Yeah, it's been amazing. Thanks, Han, for the plushie. It's really cute."

Jisung, trying to keep up his cool facade, just nodded. "No problem. Glad you like it."

As the day drew to a close, Felix decided to lighten the mood further. "How about we all go for ice cream? My treat!"

The suggestion was met with enthusiastic agreement, and the group made their way to the nearest ice cream stand. The playful banter, laughter, and shared experiences of the day seemed to bring them closer together.

A few days later, Y/N entered the JYP assigned dance studio, where she and Felix were scheduled to work on a dance sequence together. As she stepped inside, she unexpectedly walked in on Felix and his girlfriend, Ji-Min, in the midst of a heated argument.

Y/N paused, uncertain whether to retreat or make her presence known. The couple seemed too engrossed in their dispute to notice her.

"You never consider my feelings, Felix!" Ji-Min was saying, her voice tinged with frustration. "It's always about the group, the music, your career! What about us?"

Felix, looking visibly upset, tried to reason with her. "Ji-Min, it's not like that. My career is demanding, yes, but that doesn't mean I care about you any less."

"But you're always busy! And when you're not, you're surrounded by them, especially her," Ji-Min shot back, her voice rising in pitch.

Feeling increasingly uncomfortable, Y/N cleared her throat, signaling her presence. "Um, I can come back later if this isn't a good time..."

Ji-Min's head snapped towards Y/N, her eyes narrowing as she gave her a once-over. Without a word, Ji-Min brushed past Y/N, nudging her shoulder harshly as she stormed out of the studio.

Y/N, taken aback by Ji-Min's hostility, stood frozen for a moment. Felix looked distressed, his expression a mix of apology and embarrassment.

"Hey, I'm sorry you had to see that," Felix said, running a hand through his hair. "You don't need to leave. We can still practice."

Y/N, trying to offer some comfort, responded softly, "If you need a moment, Felix, it's okay. We can always reschedule."

Felix met Y/N's eyes, a look of gratitude in his. "Thanks, Y/N, but I think focusing on work might be good right now."

As they started their dance rehearsal, the tension slowly began to dissipate. Y/N focused on the dance steps, allowing Felix to immerse himself in the routine. The dance sequence provided a distraction from the earlier confrontation, creating a professional and supportive atmosphere.

Throughout the session, Y/N and Felix worked well together, their movements synchronized. The occasional small talk helped ease the initial awkwardness, and Felix seemed to appreciate the normalcy.

After wrapping up their rehearsal, Felix thanked Y/N for her understanding. "I really appreciate you being cool about all this, Y/N. It means a lot."

Y/N gave a reassuring smile. "No problem, Felix. We all have our days. Just know that I'm here if you ever need to talk."

As Y/N left the studio, she couldn't help but feel concerned for Felix. His relationship issues were clearly taking a toll on him. Ji-Min's and Felix's relationship troubles became more evident over time. Their frequent arguments and Ji-Min's increasing busyness led to Felix appearing mentally exhausted, a shadow of his usual vibrant self.

Y/N, aware of the situation, found herself in a challenging position as she and Felix were assigned a dance cover of the song "Trouble Maker" by Trouble Maker. The dance was known for its intimate choreography, which only added to the existing tension.

One day, while practicing in the studio, Y/N broached the subject with Felix. "Hey, Felix, you've seemed a bit off lately. Is everything okay?"

Felix sighed, taking a moment before responding. "It's just... things with Ji-Min. They're not great. She's been really busy, and when we do talk, it often ends in an argument."

Y/N nodded understandingly. "I'm sorry to hear that. And I know our dance routine might be adding to the stress, considering how... close the choreography is."

Felix rubbed the back of his neck, looking conflicted. "Yeah, about that. I'm worried Ji-Min won't take it well. She already doesn't like how much time I spend practicing and being with the group."

Trying to lighten the mood, Y/N offered a small smile. "Well, we're professionals, right? We'll just have to make sure our performance is top-notch. Maybe focusing on the technical aspects will help keep things less awkward?"

Felix managed a weak smile. "Yeah, you're right. Let's just focus on getting the steps down perfectly."

As they continued their practice, both tried to maintain a professional demeanor, focusing on perfecting their movements and timing. The dance was challenging, requiring a balance of precision and expression.

At one point, during a particularly close move, Felix paused. "I'm sorry if this is awkward, Y/N. I just want to make sure we get this right without... crossing any lines."

Y/N stepped back, giving him some space. "No worries, Felix. We're both here to do our best. Just lead the way, and I'll follow."

Their practice sessions continued over the next few days, marked by a mutual effort to keep things professional and focused. Despite the underlying tension, they managed to develop a routine that was both technically impressive and artistically expressive.

Throughout this period, the other members noticed the change in Felix. Changbin mentioned it one day after practice. "Felix, you've been looking really worn out. Everything okay with you and Ji-Min?"

Felix forced a smile. "Just going through a bit of a rough patch. It'll work out, hopefully."

The group offered Felix their support, understanding the personal challenges he was facing. In the midst of their own busy schedules, they made sure to check in on him, reinforcing the strong bonds of friendship and support within the group. The tension backstage at the performance was palpable, especially after Y/N and Felix's dance to "Trouble Maker." The routine had been executed flawlessly, earning roaring applause from the audience, but the reaction backstage was far from celebratory.

Ji-Min's anger was evident as she watched from the wings, her eyes fixed on Y/N with a death glare that sent a chill down the spines of those who noticed it. Jisung, who wasn't entirely comfortable with the dance given his history with Y/N, still understood it was purely professional.

"Did you see Ji-Min's face during their performance?" Seungmin whispered to Changbin and Jisung. "She looked like she was about to explode."

Jisung, his eyes narrowed, nodded slightly. "Yeah, I saw. Let's just hope she keeps her cool."

Y/N, unaware of Ji-Min's growing fury, left to change out of her performance attire. Felix, still backstage, received a warning from the boys.

"Felix, you might want to keep an eye on Ji-Min," Jeongin cautioned. "She didn't look happy with Y/N."

Before Felix could respond, Ji-Min slipped away, following Y/N. In the quiet corridor, she confronted Y/N, grabbing her and shoving her against the wall. Ji-Min's nails dug into Y/N's skin as she hissed, "Stay away from Felix. You're nothing but trouble."

Y/N, shocked and in pain, struggled against Ji-Min's grip, her fear evident.

At that moment, Jisung, Felix, and Changbin turned the corner, witnessing the altercation. Felix's expression darkened immediately. "Ji-Min, let her go!" he demanded, his voice filled with anger. "What is your problem with Y/N? I've had enough of how you've been treating her!"

While Felix and Ji-Min argued, Jisung quickly stepped in, pulling Y/N away from Ji-Min and into his arms. Y/N clung to him, her body shaking from the shock and fear.

Changbin tried to defuse the situation, stepping between Felix and Ji-Min. "Let's not make this worse. We need to calm down."

Felix, his voice firm and resolute, addressed Ji-Min. "We're done, Ji-Min. It's over. Leave me, my bandmates, and my friends alone."

Ji-Min, her face contorted with bitterness, spat back, "You'll regret this, Felix. You'll see."

As she stormed off, the tension in the corridor remained. Felix looked both relieved and distressed, his gaze lingering on Y/N, who was still in Han's embrace.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," Felix said softly. "I never wanted any of this to happen."

Y/N, still shaken, managed a weak nod, her focus on regaining her composure. Jisung gently rubbed her back, offering silent support.

Following the unsettling incident with Ji-Min, Bangchan and Felix wasted no time in reporting the matter to JYP Entertainment. Ji-Min's actions were not only unprofessional but also harmful, and they needed to be addressed immediately.

In the office of JYP, Bangchan explained the situation with a serious tone. "We have an issue with Ji-Min. She physically attacked Y/N, and Felix witnessed the whole thing."

Felix, still visibly shaken, added, "She's been showing aggressive behavior for a while now, but this is the first time it got physical."

JYP, concerned and decisive, assured them, "We'll review the security footage right away. This kind of behavior is unacceptable."

The security footage clearly captured Ji-Min's aggressive behavior towards Y/N, leaving no room for doubt. The revelation led to swift action from JYP Entertainment. Ji-Min was immediately cut from the company and blacklisted from all entertainment agencies.

Further investigations into Ji-Min's background revealed startling information. She had been an obsessed fan of Stray Kids since their debut and had always harbored a fixation on Felix. Additionally, it came to light that she had been cheating on Felix with another idol, who was unaware of her relationship with Felix.

The news sent shockwaves through the group. Felix was deeply affected by the revelations, feeling betrayed and misled.

In the privacy of their dorm, the members gathered around Felix, offering their support. Minho spoke first, "Felix, we're here for you, man. You're not alone in this."

Felix, his emotions raw, replied, "I just can't believe she was deceiving me all this time. And to think she hurt Y/N..."

Y/N, who was also present, reassured Felix, "It's not your fault, Felix. You couldn't have known."

"We'll all keep an eye out for each other. That's what we do." Jisung added.

The group spent the evening sharing their thoughts and comforting Felix. There was a sense of solidarity among them, a determination to look out for one another.

As the days passed, Jisung continued to be a steady presence for both Felix and Y/N. His protective nature, which had once been a source of conflict with Y/N, had become something she had grown to appreciate and rely on. Y/N and Felix, having experienced a tumultuous period filled with emotional ups and downs, were gradually finding their way back to normalcy. The ordeal with Ji-Min had affected them both deeply, but it also brought them closer in an unexpected way. Y/N's unrequited feelings for Felix and the hurt they both suffered due to Ji-Min's actions led to a new understanding and mutual support between them.

Over time, Felix began to find joy in his life again, his smile returning more frequently. Y/N, too, was healing, her laughter becoming a regular sound once more. They had become each other's support system, providing comfort and a listening ear whenever needed.

Y/N had accepted that her relationship with Felix would remain platonic. However, Felix felt the need to address the elephant in the room – Y/N's past feelings for him. One day, he decided to talk to her privately in the living room's corner, away from the prying eyes and ears of their bandmates.

"Y/N, I've been meaning to talk to you about something," Felix began, his voice gentle.

Y/N looked at him, her expression open and understanding. "What's up, Felix?"

"It's about... well, how you felt about me before," Felix said carefully. "I want you to know that I really value our friendship. I've always cared about you a lot, just not in the way you might have hoped."

Y/N nodded, her face calm. "I understand, Felix. And I want you to know that I'm okay with it. Our friendship means everything to me, and I wouldn't trade it for anything."

Felix looked relieved. "I'm really glad to hear that. I was worried it might be awkward between us."

Y/N smiled reassuringly. "No, not at all. We've been through a lot, and it's only made our friendship stronger."

Felix extended his arms for a hug, a gesture of friendship and gratitude. Y/N accepted the hug warmly, a sign of their solid and enduring friendship.

As they pulled away, Felix smiled. "Thanks for being so understanding, Y/N. You're an amazing friend."

Y/N returned the smile. "Anytime, Felix. And thank you for being there for me too."

Unbeknownst to them, Jisung, who sat on the other end of the room, caught a glimpse of their embrace and overheard snippets of their conversation. Misinterpreting the situation, a wave of emotions surged through him. His mind raced with thoughts, mistakenly believing that there might be something more between Y/N and Felix.

A mix of disappointment and self-reproach washed over Jisung. "How could I be so naive to think Y/N might have feelings for me?" he thought to himself, feeling a pang of foolishness.

In a sudden, impulsive move, Jisung stood up abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. The sudden noise caught everyone's attention, turning their heads in his direction.

BangChan, concerned by Han's unexpected reaction, called out to him. "Hey, Jisung, where are you going?"

But Jisung didn't respond. He quickly exited the room, his footsteps echoing his turmoil. He needed space to process his feelings, to understand the whirlwind of emotions that had taken hold of him.

Meanwhile, back in the living room, Felix and Y/N broke away from their hug, unaware of the misunderstanding they had inadvertently caused. They rejoined the group, their faces reflecting the ease of their resolved conversation.

Y/N, noticing the sudden shift in the room's atmosphere, asked, "Did something happen? Where did Jisung go?"

BangChan, still looking towards the door Jisung had exited through, replied with a hint of concern, "I'm not sure. He just stormed out. Maybe something's bothering him."

The group exchanged puzzled looks, the mood shifting from comfort to concern. They all knew Jisung as someone who rarely let his emotions get the better of him in such a visible way.

Felix, feeling a sense of responsibility, suggested, "Maybe someone should check on him."

Y/N, still puzzled and worried, nodded in agreement. "I'll go see if he's okay."

Y/N hurried after Jisung, her concern growing with each step. "Jisung, wait up!" she called out, her voice echoing down the hallway.

Jisung finally slowed down, his shoulders tense, his body language betraying a turmoil of emotions. When Y/N caught up to him, he turned around abruptly, his expression a mix of frustration and hurt.

"I just don't get it, Y/N," he started, his voice shaking slightly. "I've always been there for you, through everything. And then... then I see you going back to Felix, who just sees you as a friend."

Y/N listened, her heart sinking as she realized the depth of Jisung misunderstanding.

Jisung’s words tumbled out in a rush, revealing more than he probably intended. "I was so stupid to think I'd ever have a chance with you. How could I not see that it was never going to be me? And how could you not see how I feel about you?"

Y/N, taken aback by the intensity of his confession, didn't know how to respond. Jisung feelings, laid bare in such a raw manner, were both surprising and revealing.

In a moment driven by a mixture of impulse and emotion, Y/N reached out, pulling Jisung into a deep, passionate kiss. The action was spontaneous, a response to the pent-up feelings and the tension of the moment. Jisung, stunned at first, quickly responded to the kiss, his arms wrapping around Y/N, pulling her close. The initial shock gave way to a passionate embrace, their bodies pressed together, leaving no space in between.

As they continued to kiss, lost in the moment, they were unaware of their audience. The rest of the band, having followed Y/N out of concern for Jisung, had silently witnessed the scene unfolding.

The boys exchanged looks of surprise and relief. "Finally," Seungmin whispered, a smile on his face.

Felix, observing the scene with a sense of pride and happiness, murmured, "Looks like they finally figured it out."

The moment between Jisung and Y/N marked a significant shift in their relationship. From frenemies to friends, and now, in this unexpected turn of events, they had crossed into new territory, exploring their feelings for each other beyond friendship.

As Jisung and Y/N eventually broke away from their kiss, they looked into each other's eyes, a silent understanding passing between them. They didn't need words to express what had just happened; the kiss had said it all.

The rest of the band quietly retreated, giving Jisung and Y/N the space they needed. They knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter for the two, a journey from a tumultuous past to a hopeful future.

Jisung and Y/N, still in each other's arms, took a moment to process the intensity of their emotions. What had started as a moment of frustration and confession had blossomed into something more, something neither of them had anticipated but both were ready to explore.

The journey ahead for Jisung and Y/N was uncertain, but one thing was clear – they were willing to take the chance and see where their newfound understanding and feelings would lead them.

POLY!PAIRING - JEONGIN + BANGCHAN

|Bangchan| |Lee Know| |Seo Changbin| |Hwang Hyunjin| |Han Jisung| |Lee Felix| |Kim Seungmin| | YANG JEONGIN |

• JEONGIN + BANGCHAN

Definitely very playful as well. Bangchan of course is the caretaker in this relationship though Jeongin likes to do it too. You and Jeongin often have to try and pry Bangchan out of the studio to eat and rest for at least ten minutes before going back to work. Bangchan usually takes you two out just to spoil you guys even though Jeongin has more than enough to spoil both you and Bangchan. The black card is always used for you two only. Bangchan for sure takes pride that he can take such good care of you too, even if you sometimes do fight against it. It can be a little overwhelming sometimes with how protective he is but he means good. Jeongin likes spending time with you too even if there's not a lot of talking. He helps cook food and you three cook together at least two times a week. I can see this relationship being so balanced with maturity and childishity that they take you seriously. They both are too mature to even think about overstepping a boundary of yours or each other's. Maybe leaning a little more to the mature side? But barely. Bangchan always makes sure you and Innie are fed first before himself, and sometimes let's you and Jeongin feed him if it really makes you guys so happy too. Your relationship would be described as Responsible, Loving, Empathetic & Considerate.

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Just Friends?

Pairing: bsf!hyunjin x 9thmember!fem!reader

Word count: 735

Warning: blowjobs, use of names (baby), the reader is the 9th member of skz, reader gives hyunjin a blowjob under the table, mentions of hyunjin fucking the reader

Hyunjin was reading comments when you walked in, looking at him and smiling. He looked up at you and smiled back, watching as you sat down on the bed.

Being the only female member of skz was hard, but falling for your bandmate was harder. You always have to make sure you don't show your affection for him on camera and hiding it from the others was not easy. The only one who knew was Chan.

So when you saw how pretty he looked with his rounded glasses and black sweater(?), his hair all messy and perfect, you couldn't help but feel needy. You needed him but wasn't sure if he needed you.

Your thoughts were eating you up that you didn't even notice Hyunjin calling your name, asking if you were okay. You smiled and shook your head, mumbling a small “gwenchana” before opening your phone and scrolling through tiktoks.

It seemed even tiktok was bugging you about him because every time you scrolled, it was mostly about Hyunjin. You went on Instagram, but only his pictures were popping up on your screen, you growled.

“Fuck it.” You got up from the bed and walked over to his chair, getting on your knees and pulling the chair closer towards you. Hyunjin looked down at you in shock before quickly looking up at the camera, smiling shyly. He opened his mouth to say something but gasped as he felt you unzipping his jeans. He "accidentally” dropped his hair tie on the floor before shooting stays a small smile. “I- I dropped my hair tie. One sec stays~”

He lowered his head and your eyes met. “What are you doing?” he mouthed. You shrugged, pulling down his boxers and gasped as his dick popped out, slapping against his abdomen with how hard it was.

So he was horny all along.

Hyunjin let out a shaky sigh, grabbing his phone and trying to distract himself. He tried reading a comment but stopped mid sentence as he felt your hand wrap around his shaft. He continued in a shaky voice, biting his lip in order to prevent a moan from escaping as you sucked the head of his cock.

An idea struck him as he quickly rotated his phone, putting it to his ear and acting as if Chan was calling him, telling him to come home because they had some work.

“Looks like I have to g-go now, I'm sorry Stay. S-see you next time, I love you bye!” He quickly ended the live, shutting his laptop off as he leaned back in his chair, letting out a loud moan as he gripped your hair.

“S-shit, Y/N your mouth is heavenly.”

His eyebrows furrowed, his head thrown back as he let out the most sinful words and sounds. You gently snaked a hand down to your clit, rubbing soft circles.

“Ye-es, keep going down baby, put your whole fucking mouth on it. Yeah, there we go.” You slowly took his whole length in your mouth, gagging when the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. He tasted sweet.

You started bobbing your head, hollowing your cheeks so your teeth don't scrape him. His hands moved to make a makeshift ponytail with your wolfcut, choking out a moan. “Baby, I'm gonna cum!”

You let go off his dick with a pop, jacking him off as you looked at him. ”Fuck my throat.” Was all you said before Hyunjin grabbed your head, shoving your head down his dick and keeping it there, fucking up into your mouth. You gagged around him, keeping your hands against his hips to steady yourself.

“Co-coming!” Was all he said before he shot his seed into your mouth, letting your head go as a sharp hiss followed by a loud moan escaped his mouth. You swallowed everything before looking up at him.

He gave you a fucked out, lazy smile as leaned down, grabbing your chin and pulling you in for a kiss. The kiss tasted salty and sweet, it was sloppy and messy.

“W-what does this make us?” You asked. He looked down at you and smiled. He got up and pushed you onto his bed, removing his shirt as he hovered above you, kissing down your neck and held your wrists in his hands.

“I'm gonna fuck you so good you'll forget we're even friends.”

You don't care anymore.

The ending is shitty but it is what it is 🤷🏻‍♀️