Somehow I Just Fell More In Love With You." - Chan

“Somehow I just fell more in love with you." - Chan

find more content here: stray kids masterlist  ↬ summary: how many drinks would it take for you to confess? turns out just one peach flavoured soju is enough. ↬ tags: idol! chan, manager! + fem! reader, ft. deceased mother figure, mentions of drinking  ↬ word count: 768 words

“What are you doing out here?” Bang Chan questioned, notebook in hand. You raised a bottle of soju and his lips formed an ‘O’. You were sitting at the steps right outside the door leading to the staircase and he joined you. “What about you?” “I’m here to get inspiration for a rap.” He sat down beside you and mentally counted the number of bottles you already had. Chan deemed you rather drunk though there was only 1 opened and you were on your second. He found it rather absurd that both of you were at JYP Entertainment’s back door because you two were stressed. “Want one? It’s peach flavored soju.”

He shook his head, offering to sit beside you. He figured his rap making could wait since he wanted to spend time with you. He was busy with promotions while you were busy planning tours, getting everything in order and dealing with Stray Kids’ every whim. Chan realized that, feeling rather bad. “I’m sorry that we made you so stressed during this period.” “No, no. It’s fine! It’s part of being a manager after all.” You took a sip and sighed contentedly. “I’m not stressed because of you guys! Oh, definitely not, because Stray Kids are actually well-behaved.”

Chan smiled at your comment and nodded, staring at the picturesque skyline. He then turned to you, but you were staring at a picture in your wallet, “Mom. I keep telling you about Bang Chan and now he’s sitting beside me!” You let out a bout of giggles and Chan felt so perplexed. “Mom, I must tell you a secret. Stray Kids are a bunch of naughty little kids, and they refuse to eat their veggies. Especially Bang Chan because I think he ordered a beef steak without calling me. Hmph!” You had your hands cupped around your wallet like it was your mom’s ear, but Chan could hear everything clearly. He propped his head on his knee, listening with a small grin forming on his face.

“I told you I like Chan but I think he likes me too. His good friend told me that.” Chan narrowed his eyes and he knew who it was. Felix Lee Yongbok, that troublemaker. “T.M.I: your future daughter-in-law performed so well today, he was shining so brightly on stage.” You pointed at Chan without looking at him. “O-Oh! Shh! I think he heard me. I said nothing, Chan!” You gazed at him this time around and Chan noticed how pink your cheeks were. He suddenly heard a bunch of people talking, their voices ricocheting loudly in the alleyway.

“We need to move or people would see us!” Chan scooped the bottles and placed them in the plastic bag. He supported you and with his free hand, he tugged on the door handle, shoving the both of you into the staircase. “I forgot I’m the manager of a popular group and you are the leader of that popular group!” You gasped but he placed a finger on your lips, effectively causing you to keep quiet. “Sorry. I…” “It’s okay, I understand. Idols, image, and the whole thing. Mom, did I tell you I like Bang Chan? He’s utterly adorable at times.” You continued to babble, telling your mom a lot of other things about him.

“Somehow I just fell more in love with you."

“Mom…? Did you hear that? He says he’s falling in love with me...wait.”

“I adore you.” - Changbin

find more content here: stray kids masterlist ↬ summary: changbin has a knack for making you laugh easily (this author had a brain rot imagining this, thank you) ↬ tags: idol! changbin, gn! reader, ft. hyunjin’s dog kkami, based off his kprofile (so ,, if anything this is solely based off my imagination) ↬ word count: 325 words

Changbin’s ideal type is a girl (someone, anyone) who can laugh with him when they’re together. And boy, he wasn’t kidding when he said that. After being with you for a while, he managed to categorize the different types of laughter he manages to elicit from you. 

- tired, muffled laughter

These are the times when he would come back late from his schedule to find you sleeping on the couch, limbs placed in an awkward and ungainly position. He would drop his bags and whisper in your ear in an attempt to wake you up, “You look really funny sleeping like this.” You mumbled something unintelligent and Changbin rolled his eyes and lifted you up from the sofa easily. You clung onto him like a koala, laughing into his shoulder because he said you were such a baby. “M’not a baby. You...are big baby.” Changbin placed you down on the bed but you simply refused to let him go, forcing him to lie with you. 

- squealing at cute things

He doesn’t tell you but you continue to fawn over Hyunjin’s dog, making him a tad bit jealous. “Bin! Kkami is so cute! So freaking cute!” He felt his mind go blank when he saw you lift the dog up, nose scrunching up because you simply adore the dog. He’d better tell Hyunjin to not bring his dog out. 

- shy giggling reserved just for him

Whenever he makes you giggle shyly, he feels very accomplished as you would be so tongue-tied. Especially when he compliments you for the umpteenth time or when he uses a pick-up line on you. “Aigoo~! Why is my lovely so pretty today?” And you would giggle at his comment, hiding your absolutely red face in his chest, “Ah! Stop it! You are the most pretty between us two!” Your repeated smacking on his shoulders while giggling just made Changbin fall in love with you again, “I adore you.” 

“You make me act like an idiot every time you are near me." - Eric

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: what eric meant by “love is blind” is that he totally never saw that you caught feelings for him ↬ tags: student! eric, oc! + fem! son jiyoung (you), ft. student! sunwoo, younghoon ↬ word count: 599

Golden rays from the 8 o’clock sun filtered into the classroom and Eric’s gaze landed on your sleeping figure sprawled over the desk. “Ya.” He cleared his throat because his voice sounded shaky and leaned towards you, “Son Jiyoung. Mr Lee is going to come in soon.” He watched as you cracked an eye open, “Mhm. You look like you could get some more sleep.” He froze in his seat as your finger appeared from his sweater (paws, Eric added mentally in his head) and brushed away the bangs that were flopping down in front. His heart fluttered when you let out a small yawn before nuzzling your nose into his jacket, “Ah~ It’s nice to stay in and sleep.” Eric shook his head, “I had my rest yesterday.” 

At this moment he had wanted to scream all the happy things that he was thinking, like “OMG bless her cute little nose scrunch!” and “AH! She practically screams adorable. ADORABLE!”. Eric picked up his pen, giggling inwardly at how close you are. Randomly doodling on his worksheet, Sunwoo kicked him from behind, “Stop drawing hearts all around the quadratic equations. It makes me wanna puke.”

“Son Youngjae! Kim Sunwoo! Stand at the back of the class!”

“This is what you get for being such a lovesick boy.”

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“Hyung. Help me with this literature homework.” Eric looked up at Younghoon. “Eric-ah, why don’t you ask her?” He jutted out his chin at the approaching figure behind Eric. “Hi sunbae, hi Youngjae.” Younghoon raised an eyebrow at the name “Youngjae” but Eric shoved him hard. “Hey Jiyoung. You can sit here.” Eric patted the empty spot next to him and when you gave him a small smile as you slid into the bench right beside him, butterflies erupted from his stomach. He grabbed his water bottle and drank some water to calm his heart down. Or that was what his irrational mind was thinking.

“Hello? HellO? Yeah, uh Jacob I’m going to get the groceries. Bye, see you.” Younghoon picked up his (upside down) phone and excused himself, “You guys fighting! Going to get that pork belly for dinner.” Younghoon dashed off, swinging his bag onto his shoulders. “So I guess it’s just the two of us isn’t it?” You shot Eric a wry smile and he choked on his water. “Oh no! Are you okay?” You patted his back and he tried to speak, “I’m sorry for spitting water on you!” The next thing you did almost caused him to faint. You laughed at his words before wiping the water off the corner of his lips, “There we go. Now, what can I help you with?”

“You make me act like an idiot every time I am near you.” Eric crossed his arms in front of his chest. “I-I do?” You paused mid-action and Eric was slightly happy at the fact that for once, his sentence made you blush. “Yeah, I don’t know if you’re faking it or you actually didn’t notice, but everyone could tell how head over heels I was for you…” He lowered his voice despite them sitting in the field.

“I...just didn’t think you would be interested in me. I had admired you from the beginning and my feelings for you have grown..” “You know, you caught my eye since the very first day of school when we were in the same class.” That sentence alone got you to blush again, but this time round Eric was elated that you were in fact, interested in him too.

“So what does this make us?”

“A couple?”

(special) “Would you like a boyfriend? Because I can be your boyfriend.” - hwanwoong

You had finally finished up your revision and you let out a sigh of relief. Beside you, Hwanwoong mouthed, “Are we going?” and you nodded your head. Yawning, you rubbed your eyes and with your free hand you packed up your thick textbooks. You got up and stretch, smiling to yourself at how productive you had been tonight. “Oh wow. It’s already 1 am.” You suppress a yawn so as to not disturb the few students who fell asleep while studying their asses off.

“Thanks for offering to study with me. All of my friends bailed on me at the very last minute.” You hummed, brushing off the stray strands of hair out of your face. “Here, I’ll hold these for you.” He grabbed the multiple notebooks and lecture pads from your hold and you hid your happy smile behind your sweater paw. “Thanks Woong.” The chilling night air caused your hair to stand on end and Hwanwoong beside you sneezed (rather adorably). His newly dyed hair was a striking purple and it suited him.

“Bless you. Also, thanks for walking me back to my dorm.” You two walked in comfortable silence back to the girls' dorm. “Uhm. I have been meaning to ask you a question.” You paused in your tracks to face him. “Do you have a boyfriend?” “Not at the moment.”

“Then, would you like a boyfriend?” You had a vague idea about where this is going. “I’m busy with studies at the moment—” You thought of thousands of excuses but you knew Hwanwoong had your heart from the very first day when he spilled banana milk on you. You liked Hwanwoong. More than a friend. Yet you two hardly spent time together due to different class schedules.

“—Can I be your boyfriend?” “How about a boy-spacing-friend?” You internally screamed at how stupid you sounded. “So you are willing to give me a chance? I...I can’t believe this!” Hwanwoong pumped his fist skyward and pranced around you.

“I’m willing to start as your boy-spacing-friend. I meant. After all we pass by one another along corridors and have lunch together and...”

“I would like that. Hanging out and stuff.”

“Yeah. Hanging out and stuff.”

"My heart is like a convenience store. It's open 24 hours for you." - Juhaknyeon

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: hak has a way with words; it’s not your type of cheesy but it’s hak ↬ tags: idol! juhaknyeon, oc! + fem! yujin (you), ft. oc! jaewoo, idol! the boyz ↬ word count: 717 words

↬ a/n: after re-reading this to vet through it, my advice is don’t continue reading it. my writing style here ? absolutely questionable. just stop right now don’t continue reading it.

“Yujin-ah?” You lifted your gaze to your dance instructor, Jaewoo and he continued, “We’re going to treat The Boyz to some pork belly I bought earlier.” “This is for their first win, right?” As a student under Jaewoo and an assistant dance instructor to The Boyz, you were elated that they had gotten their first win with their song “Bloom Bloom”.  “Yup! They deserve it since they have been putting so much effort since their previous comeback. Could you make a trip to the convenience store downstairs and grab some drinks and ramen packets?” You nodded your head and playfully added, “Consider it done, Jaewoo-ssi.” You watched as he pulled out a portable stove, along with pots and pans. So you weren’t the only one who had predicted their win.

Clad in a The Boyz windbreaker, you trekked to the nearby convenience store. Pursing your lips, you decided to get some instant rice as well, on top of the 10 packets of ramen. “Aigoo! Are you sure you can carry that? Are you throwing a party?” The lady behind the cashier poked her head out from behind the computer screen and you gave her a wry smile, “I’ll be okay, I’ll come back later to grab . And yeah, I’m throwing a party for a bunch of rowdy boys.” You joked, handing her Cre.ker Entertainment’s credit card. “I’ll get going then!”

Stuffing all the drinks into a reusable bag, you hurried back into the building, being mindful that you don’t get caught heaving those drinks to the practice room. “Thank goodness. I was going to jump at you!” Jaewoo sighed in relief and helped you with the bags. As soon as he said that, The Boyz burst through the door, nearly toppling you over. “Hyung! You could have caused her to fall!” Juhaknyeon lightly chided Sangyeon for opening the door a little too loudly and violently.

“Er, surprise?” The door was widened further to accommodate the other 10. “We didn’t think you would come so early. But, it doesn’t really matter. Congrats boys!” Jaewoo popped the party-poppers, effectively throwing you off guard. You heard Q scream somewhere on your right, but the only thing you could think now was the fact that Juhaknyeon was too close to you. You suddenly realised that you had left the drinks with the lady downstairs, “Wait!” Everyone paused mid-celebration to look at you.

“I left the drinks downstairs.” You shyly pointed out, slowly shuffling to the door. “Juhaknyeon, you should go with her.” Jacob nudged him. “Yeah! Haknyeon, accompany her down.” Sangyeon wiggled his eyebrows and a silent conversation passed between them. “Okay. Should I get potato chips as well?” Everyone shouted in agreement and began pushing the two of you out of the practice room.

“How many bottles did you buy?” Juhaknyeon laughed and you pointed at the convenience store across the street, “That neon green bag across the street in the convenience store is what holds your drink.” His eyes widened, “I can’t wait to see what you got!” He held your hand and bounded to the other side. You tried to pick up the bag, but Juhaknyeon beat you to it. “Aigoo! Is this your boyfriend? I’ve seen him many times in my shop!” “Hahaha, no. We are good friends!”

“She is a fine catch, young man.” Juhaknyeon blushed, “Ah, okay. Uh, have a nice day!” The lady waved as she begun to close the shop. “Good thing we came. A minute later and your drinks would be water.” "My heart is like a convenience store. It's open 24 hours for you." Juhaknyeon suddenly piped up. “Well, you aren’t like this convenience store that closes at 9.” You did a double take, “Wait, what?”

“I have been crushing on you for sometime…” He admitted. To be honest, you had developed a thing for him, but you had pushed your feelings aside when you found out that he was going to debut and you were going to be his dance instructor.

“I could say the same. Though that pick-up line definitely made an impact.”

“I had thought Jaewoo hyung liked you.”

“Him? Nah, he’s just a mentor whom I admire.”

“So I do stand a chance! Yay!” (His bubbly personality made you smile and you were whipped for him.)

“His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.” - Sunwoo

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: sunwoo: born actor, singer, rapper, dancer; the all rounder ↬ tags: idol! sunwoo, manager! + fem! reader, ft. idol! the boyz, oc! yoomi ↬ word count: 500 words

↬ a/n: wasn’t too sure what was running through my head when i wrote this and on hindsight i’m pretty sure it was empty and all i can focus on is just the gif of sunwoo’s body rolls. DON’T READ THIS QUESTIONABLE PIECE I BEG OF YOU

As a manager in charge of watching 12 rowdy boys, you had half wished that you had taken a diploma in early childhood education. You sighed in relief when your duties were being passed on to the filming crew, which was going to produce Come On! The Boyz for the different types of “fairies”. Your good friend, Yoomi walked over to you, “I can’t imagine you trying to handle all 12 of them at once. They can be quite a bunch.” She reached behind you to grab the makeup bag and you saluted, “Good luck dealing with my boys today.”

“We’re going to begin filming! Please come on set!” The cameraman called out and the 12 of them filed onto the white stage. “Oof, it’s just another opportunity for Sunwoo to show off his acting skills.” You realised, muttering to yourself. You had to admit, Sunwoo was the jokester of The Boyz, yet he had many unique talents that made him rather prominent amongst the rest of them. You glanced at the set and Sunwoo roughly pulled on the collar of his jacket, “I will tear your limbs apart!” It wasn’t long after the top 3 “fairies” had received their badges that the director shouted “CUT!” and 12 of them moved out of the stage to touch-up their makeup.

You watched as Yoomi and a couple of the staff from the makeup team swarming amongst the 12 of them.You moved closer towards Yoomi as leaned towards you, speaking in hushed tones as she lightly dabbed Sunwoo’s sweat off his forehead, “Sunwoo-ya! You can practically do everything! Act, dance, rap and even probably sing!” You butted in, being just a little sarcastic on your part, “He has an image to uphold you know, being The Boyz’s comedian. His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.” You muttered the last part to yourself and Sunwoo raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow.

“Noona-ya! How can you say that! It’s not because I have an image to uphold, but it’s because of fan service, you know?” Sunwoo was the only one who would call you “noona-ya” so casually, partly because you had told all 12 of them to call you noona and partly because you had known Sunwoo since he was just a little boy. “Yes, yes. I know that.” “Mhm. So tone it down a little so others get the spotlight,” You teased.

“Say, I could have been an actor!” Sunwoo received a mock-glare (more like a really adorable pout) from Jacob, “If you say that one more time, The Boyz would not hesitate to kick you out!”

“Hey, noona! What did you think of my lines just now? Wasn’t I really sexy?”

“Go and get to filming.” (To be honest, you had thought Sunwoo was really impressive when he had recited that line from Romantic Doctor, Master Kim and you had to hide your blush from other staff when he glanced at you for a second before fluently saying it.)