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《You're trembling so much》
[Skz Hyunjin, R18 oneshot]
Pairing: Dom! Hyunjin x Sub fem!reader
Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.
Summary: You were made to open wide in front of a mirror.
"Princess, you're fidgeting a lot. What's wrong?" Hyunjin asked teasingly, pretending to be oblivious to the situation. Just several hours ago, he woke you up by sucking hard on your inner thighs. And the result was you feeling horny after being left numerous hickeys by him. You spent the morning yearning for Hyunjin but he was being a tease, enjoying how you suffer. "Jinnie, I-I feel so n-needy, help me please..." You rubbed your core against his leg, hoping to relieve yourself but to no avail.
"Naughty princess, do you already want my dick?" You nodded obediently. "But I won't give it to you today. You know exactly why." Hyunjin's voice was gruff as he whispered into your ear, making you shiver. "Even though you said you'd tell me everytime you masturbate...you didn't, did you?" He gave you a stern look and said, "I know it might be embarrassing. But I want to know everything about you..."
"Including your personal pleasure time." You blushed deeply at his bold remark and looked away. "So from now on, you have to keep your promise, okay?"
"Okay, Jinnie."
"You said you did it the last two days, right? Who were you thinking about to do so many perverted things?" He tilted your chin to look at him, earning a gasp from you. "I wonder if you will feel even more pleasure if you play with yourself...while your Jinnie watches?" He bombarded you with questions, wanting to hear your thoughts.
"There's a mirror over there, so...let me see you play with yourself in front of that mirror." Then, both of you were both seated on your bedroom floor in front of your full length mirror, you between Hyunjin's legs with both of your legs propped up by Hyunjin's own.
"Hmmm, now let's open both legs." Hyunjin growled as he spread his legs in order to spread yours, opening you up. The mirror situated in front of you reflected back how needy you were—all flushed skin with sweat dripping between your legs. Now, he could see clearly how wet you are through your panties.
"First, start by touching yourself over your panties. Trace your fingers...where that naughty wet spot is." You slowly placed your fingers over your core and a fire is lit up immediately in your stomach.
"Come on now...do it looking at my face in the mirror." Hyunjin grabbed your chin and turned it to face the mirror. "Look closely, your face when you're doing naughty things is so pretty." You peered at the mirror and gaped shortly at the lustful sight of yourself. But you didn't notice your hand had stopped moving.
"Princess, did I tell you to stop rubbing? Come on, continue to make your panties even more soaked." Hyunjin mumbled in a sweet and sultry voice. "Hey, look...the wet spot is getting bigger, eh? I wonder if a lot of love juice has started to flow out..." He grumbled as he licked at the nape of your neck and scraped his teeth against the soft skin there. He didn't miss how your erotic juice began to drip on the floor.
"Geez...you're just dying to touch your pussy directly, aren't you?" He said in a mocking tone.
"May I touch my pussy, please? Try asking me like that."
"Princess, you know you have to do it looking straight into my eyes, don't you? Say it one more time."
"Jinnie, m-may I t-touch my pussy p-please?" You could barely make out your words in the midst of your pleasure.
"Good girl. I'll reward you by taking off your panties for you." There was a string of wetness from your panties. You could see Hyunjin licking his lips and the seductive look he gazed upon you. "Princess, before you touch your pussy...open it wide with both hands and let me have a good look." You being the obedient girl you are, opened the most sensitive part of your body slowly. "I can see all the way inside your pussy. How naughty." He used one of his hands to pull at the skin where your inner thigh met your core to open you up even more. It was so that he could see the pink wetness of yourself glistening with your arousal.
"Thanks, princess. You can touch now." You gasped and shuddered as you inserted your index and middle finger on your swollen clit and began to stroke yourself gently. (So hot.) Hyunjin thought as he watched your two fingers brushed teasingly at the hood of your clit as you stroked around the places where you felt good. "The wet sounds are louder than before. So I'm guessing you're really excited now?" He spoke abruptly and removed your hand from your clit. You moaned at the sudden loss of friction and pouted.
"Aww, you are so cute...C'mon, don't be sad. It's my turn to play with it more." He hummed into your ear. You tried to squeeze your legs shut in order to give yourself some much needed friction, but Hyunjin wasn't having any of it.
"Nah ah," He reprimanded you with a light slap to your inner thigh. "You take what I give you. If you're a good princess, I'll give you what you have always wanted…" As if to demonstrate his meaning, he gave your swollen clit a small tap with his index finger and watched through the mirror as you shook and moaned heavenly. (He is being such a tease again, I am sure of it.)
"Now, where should I start?" Hyunjin pondered and tweaked your clit with his fingers. "Maybe here?" He rolled your clit in a tight circle and you panted at the throb of pleasure that slipped through you. "Hmm, what about here?" Both of his hands spread your pussy wide apart and he chuckled as your pussy twitched. Then the index finger of his left hand grazed over your throbbing opening.
"J-Jinnie!" You moaned and tried to thrust against his finger to make him slip inside. It was no use. "Jinnie please!" Another chuckle. "Alright, I guess I'll be nice…" Hyunjin watched as one of his hands left your core to form an underhand grip on your thigh to pull your legs further apart and also to steady your position, while the first two fingers of his other hand went to gently caress the sides of your pussy. "Ahnnn~~" A whine escaped from your lips. This small touch alone might have been enough to send your reeling.
"Come on, you're not even close, princess." Hyunjin grinned and proceeded to move those two fingers in an up and down motion, effectively jerking off your pussy. As your eyes rolled back, you threw your head back to rest on Hyunjin's shoulder. He continued jerking you off until you came.
"You came huh? It's a mess inside too...inside here also feels good, right?" Hyunjin sounded ecstatic as he watched you become even more soaked than you were before. He started his jerking motions once again and you nearly fainted. "J-Jinnie, please stop! I can't take it anymore! Please..." You whined as your thighs began to quiver with the amount of raw pleasure you were given.
"You're trembling so much, princess. As always, you like it deep, right? Since you just came, your pussy's more sensitive now. I'll keep touching you where it feels best deep inside...so you can go ahead and cum whenever you want." That was before he plunged two fingers knuckle deep into your quivering warmth.
"Ahnnn~~ I-I love you so much...Jinnie!" You rode on top of Hyunjin's fingers over and over again in time with his thrusts, moaning out his name and encouraging him to keep doing you faster, harder, right there. Baby," He groaned against her ear. "Princess, you look so sexy like this. All spread open for me with my fingers inside you while your pussy drips down over my hand and onto our floor." He said his last word before curling his fingers inside you and you finally reached your climax.
"You came again..." He looked at you twitching in a pool of your own cum, breathing ragged and head spinning. This view brought out the lustful side of Hyunjin. Oh boy.
"Princess, at the beginning...I said I wouldn't give you my dick today...but I'll put it in for you after all. I'll make you cum a lot with my dick too." He placed a soft kiss on your forehead and cuddled you.
"Let's rest for now...we'll continue later, though I wonder how many times you'll end up cumming today..."
~The end~
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hopeless dreams | hwang hyunjin
pairing: hyunjin x female reader
genre: angst, fluff
warnings: yearning and hopeless dreams
(also sort of dirty-minded reader if you squint??)
word count: 1182
summary: in which you and hyunjin are two royal teenagers wishing there was more to your world than fancy parties and boring courtiers
a/n: dreaming of being a princess and falling for my childhood friend but we can’t be together bc of stupid royal people laws </3
“hyunjin, you mustn’t keep bothering me during my studies,” you pouted, watching the long-haired blond prop his chin on the other side of the table, staring at you with a pout as well.
“you’ve been going at it for hours,” he whined, removing his head from the table and falling dramatically to the ground. the servant in the corner of the room, specifically placed there to make sure you did your studies, gasped, but you shrugged them off, signally they needn’t worry about your idiot of a friend.
“get off the floor, hyunjin! your mother just sewed that shirt for you!” you scolded, earning no response from the boy. he remained on the ground, thus having you raise a brow in curiosity. you stood from your chair, moving to the other side of the table and staring down at him. he had a hand on his chest, his breaths deep and harsh. you crouched to your knees, unamused with his play.
“y/n—my heart—i can’t breathe—“ hyunjin gasped loudly, in an attempt to raise alert within the servant. you noticed him wink at you, out of sight of the servant, causing you to sigh softly before playing along.
“westley, fetch the nurse, please? i fear he may have a fever,” you looked to the servant boy, who nodded quickly and rushed out of the room. as soon as his footsteps could no longer be heard, hyunjin smiled and sat up, pinching your cheek with a gloved hand.
“you’re the greatest,” he stated, then stood and held his hand out for you to grab.
“and you’re the worst,” you mumbled, but nonetheless grabbed his hand and allowed him to drag you away from your responsibilities. in all honesty, you didn’t want to study. your mother has been forcing it on you for a while, ever since your father died and you’ve been in line to take the throne, being an only child. however, you need a king, and no prince dares to marry the princess who can’t even speak a word of french. i mean, how prestigious are these guys, that they require their future lover to speak a language they will never likely use in their lifetime?
so, forgetting the chapter of grammar you had just studied, you found yourself in the garden, hyunjin’s hand still holding yours as he made his way further into the garden. you spotted the large oak tree in the distance, immediately knowing his plans.
“if you make a scratch on your shirt, your mother will throw a fit, you know that?” you stated, still being dragged by your hand as the tree came closer.
“i’m well aware,” hyunjin informed you, stopping before the tree and turning to face you, “but she’ll just make me another one,” he grinned, causing you to scoff and shove him away. the stronger boy didn’t make a move, his smiling widening before he winked and began his climb. you watched as he made it to the first thick tree branch, his head turning to you and his hand held out once again.
“no—absolutely not. i have to meet a new courtier in not two hours, hyunjin. i cannot look like a rabid animal when i get back,” you crossed your arms over your chest, shaking your head as you stepped away from the tree.
“you already look like one, my dearest y/n, so there’s no need to worry,” he teased, causing you to gasp and slap at his hanging leg.
“you flea rat!” you whined, grabbing his ankle and pouting at his words.
“if i’m the flea, you’re the rat i feast upon,” he grinned once again, causing your cheeks to flush as your thoughts turned less than innocent. you sighed as he continued to look at you, waiting for you to make a move. his hand was still held out, and his eyes were hopeful.
you grumbled, slapping his hand away and climbing the tree yourself. when you made it to the branch hyunjin was sat upon, he helped you sit down, moving you so your back rested upon his chest. you sighed, feeling his arms wrap around your waist. his heart was racing, you could feel it, and he could probably feels yours racing as well.
“i wish we could stay like this forever,” you mumbled quietly, your voice so low you wondered if hyunjin had even heard you at all. but the harsh thumping of his heart reassured you that he had indeed heard you.
“me too,” he sighed, playing with the lacey fabric of your dress. it grew silent, many thoughts running through each of your heads as you both dreamed with smiles upon your faces.
“do you see the hill in the distance over there?” hyunjin asked, pointing ahead and gaining your attention. you looked ahead, eyes on the hill.
“yes?”
“we will run away together, and we will go to that hill and even further,” he promised, though you knew he couldn’t truly keep that promise. “we will start a new life, with a small cottage in the forest, and we can play enchanted forest and read books that aren’t in french, and we can get married by the forest creatures and be with each other for the rest of our lives,” hyunjin rambled, your heart aching more and more with each word he spoke.
“hyunjin...” you trailed off, turning your head slightly so you were able to look at him. he looked back at you, his face as hurt as your own.
“i know,” he sighed, his hold on you loosening as he fell back against the tree. “i know.”
you gulped, swinging your legs over to one side of the branch so you could face him properly. you cupped his cheeks, smiling softly, though tears began to form in your eyes.
“let’s run away together,” you stated, the words making you feel hopeful, despite knowing your words could never come true. “we will run away and do all the things you and i dream of,” you promised, thumbs caressing his cheeks as a few tears spilled from his own eyes.
“my dearest y/n,” he mumbled, taking your hand in his and kissing your palm gently. you ran your thumb over his plump bottom lip, the moment seeming longer than it truly was.
it wasn’t until he kissed you that time seemed to catch up to you, the clock stopping as your eyes widened. he was pulling you closer by wrapping his arms around your waist, a hand on the back of your head and his fingers lacing themselves with your hair. his other hand squeezed your hip, causing a soft gasp to escape your lips.
you pulled apart after a few moments, both of your eyes gleaming with love and hopeless dreams.
“i will love you until we are laid within the ground, y/n,” he stated.
“and even longer than that,” you finished, the pair of you holding onto each other until lee minho, your soon-to-be future husband, arrived at your castle and carried you away from your true lover.
is this a safe space. can i share this.
ive been thinking of the red lights duo (im having a chan phase)
hyunjin that sees you struggling with unreciprocated(?) feelings for chan and in his benevolence decided he just NEED to help out a friend. work out some frustration. its only fair, when seeing how worked up you get when visiting them during dance practice.
u just kNOW hed be so sly with it. that little shit. languid, torturous moves, whispering 'isnt this better? dont you see you dont need that guy?'. the smirk. god the smirk. so self assured when you finally give in and let him to what he wants to do to you.
maybe i like a little drama. maybe im just a little scared of pisces men
this is the safest place, because this??? this is crazy, in the best possible way
🔞 under the cut!!
The thought of Hyunjin going all out, taking you apart slowly and entirely, on his fingers, on his tongue, until he finally slides into you, thick and hot, his beautiful body draped over you, caging you against the bed, the ends of his hair tickling your face as he kisses you, licking into your mouth slowly.
"You love it like this, don't you," he purrs, pulling out almost all the way and rolling his hips as he sheaths himself back into you to the hilt. You shudder out a moan. "Slow and deep," he thrusts in again, a deep groan forcing its way out of his throat when you clench around him, "all-consuming, worshipping you like this."
You can't help but nod, barely able to compute what he's saying with how otherworldly it feels when he rolls his hips into you, hitting places you never thought possible.
He fucks you deeper, his fingers lacing with yours, pulling your hand to rest above your head. His breathing stutters when he stares down at you, and you can barely look away. Pleasure looks so good on him. Possessiveness, too, you note. You pull him in for another kiss, and he goes willingly, groaning into your mouth when you wrap your legs around his waist, allowing him to slide even deeper.
"Fuck, baby, darling, angel, don't you see," he breathes into your lips, dragging his down until he's buried in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against the shell of your ear.
"Only I can fuck you like this, love you like this."
He pulls back, lets go of your hand in favour of cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing over your sweaty skin as he watches you, beautifully fucked out underneath him. He snakes his other hand between you, finds your clit, and you swear you see stars. His hips pick up speed, snapping into you harder, deeper than before.
He lets his forehead fall against yours, and all you can see is him; him and his sparkling eyes, his reverent, gentle hands, the elegant arch of his eyebrows as a twin heat coils in his abdomen with every thrust of his hips.
You cum around him suddenly, without warning, and he fucks you through it slowly and gently, he holds you through it, too, his hand on your face, his forehead against yours, watching every fibre of your being explode into pleasure, mumbling filthy nothings until he finally stills, a heady moan on his lips when he spills into you.
And even though Chan stares at you the next day, his brows furrowed when he notices the hickey on your neck, you find it hard to focus on him – because there's maybe the most beautiful man you've ever seen, right in front of you, smiling at you, his head cocked to the side as he pushes a strand of hair behind your ear with a familiarity that makes your insides do a swoop.
Hyunjin and Felix - Arena Homme Plus
This is going to hurt
(bsn ending #5)
hyunjin x reader!! hyunjin x fem.reader"|!! word count: 2.2k
bsn alternative ending #5 wherein; you question hyunjin's feelings but then he answers
an: i love this. please love it also.
part 1! part 2!
The first time Hyunjin asked you for a blood sample, you didn’t hesitate to say yes. It was a strange request, but when he explained that you were unique, that he needed your sample for his research, you felt a flutter of pride. Hyunjin was always so serious about his studies, his future as a doctor looming ahead of him like a bright star. If there was something special about you that could help him, you wanted to be a part of it.
The first sentence he said to you after you agreed was, "This is going to hurt."
You, who prided yourself on being fearless, who never backed down from a challenge, simply nodded. But when he pricked the needle into your skin, you barely felt a thing. Maybe it was because Hyunjin was always gentle with you, or maybe it was because you were too focused on the way his brow furrowed in concentration. He didn’t want to hurt you—he never did—and for that, you were always grateful.
Hyunjin wasn’t just your friend; he was someone who took care of you in ways you never asked for but always appreciated. He checked on your health like a doctor would, reminding you to take your vitamins, giving you tips on how to stay healthy. It became a routine, his little reminders and your teasing responses.
"If you still won’t find a boyfriend by the time you’re old, you can always hire me as your personal doctor," he joked one day, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "But you’ll have to pay me double."
"Why would you do that? We’re friends," you replied with a laugh, shaking your head at his absurd suggestion.
"When it comes to work and money, there’s no such thing as friendship," he teased back, leaning a little closer as if to emphasize his point.
"Then we need to stop our friendship as fast as possible," you retorted playfully, nudging him with your elbow. The banter between you two was something you cherished, a light-hearted escape from the complexities of life.
But despite the teasing, despite the easy smiles and laughter, there was always a part of you that wondered how much of it was real. You had overheard a conversation between Hyunjin and Changbin one day, where Hyunjin mentioned liking you. But he had laughed afterward, and you didn’t know whether to believe him or not. How could you, when he seemed to be joking about something so serious?
That’s what hurt the most. The uncertainty, the not knowing whether his words held any truth or if they were just part of the game he seemed to be playing with your heart. It was as if he enjoyed watching you squirm, watching you try to figure out where you stood with him. And that hurt more than anything else.
At the party, you found yourself watching Hyunjin, waiting for him to react to the situation unfolding around you. You weren’t sure what you were hoping to see—a flicker of jealousy, perhaps, or a moment of vulnerability that would give you some clue as to how he really felt. But all you got was his usual nonchalant look, a smile playing on his lips as if he was enjoying every second of this or not.. you don't know what to name it.
And maybe he was. Maybe Hyunjin was only playing with your feelings, leading you on just enough to keep you interested but never giving you enough to truly know where you stood. The realization that he might be toying with you like this, even if unintentionally, made your heart ache in a way you hadn’t expected. It wasn’t supposed to hurt like this, not when it came to someone you considered a friend.
The next day, you planned to skip school entirely, burying yourself under your blankets in an attempt to shut out the world. But then your phone rang, and Hyunjin’s name flashed on the screen. For a moment, you hesitated, debating whether to answer or not. You weren’t ready to face him, not after what happened last night.
But he didn’t give up easily. A few minutes later, a text came through: I need your blood again. It was so casual, so normal, as if nothing had happened between you. As if last night’s events hadn’t changed anything.
Are you a vampire? you replied tiredly, half hoping he wouldn’t respond. But of course, he did.
Come see me, please.
There were more messages, missed calls from other friends asking if you were okay, if you had gotten home safely. Apologies for things they might have said or done. But you couldn’t bring yourself to answer any of them. Except for Hyunjin. Against your better judgment, you typed out a reply: Where?
He told you to meet him at the school clinic, and you found yourself walking there before you could talk yourself out of it. The clinic wasn’t even his duty shift, but there he was, waiting for you as if everything was perfectly normal.
When you walked in, he smiled at you like he always did, that same gentle smile that never failed to make your heart skip a beat. "What do you need my blood for this time?" you asked, trying to keep your tone light, even though your heart was pounding in your chest.
Hyunjin glanced at you, his eyes softening as he saw the tiredness in yours. "It’s for another research project," he explained, already preparing the needle and the cotton balls. But his usual playful tone was missing, replaced by something more serious, more hesitant.
As he wiped your wrist with the cold cotton, he glanced up at you, his gaze lingering longer than usual. "How are you?" he asked quietly, his voice gentle, almost hesitant. The way he asked made it clear that he wasn’t just asking about your physical state.
You forced a smile, even though your heart felt heavy. "I’m fine," you lied, watching him closely as he worked. His fingers were steady, but there was something different in the air between you two. A tension that hadn’t been there before, something unspoken yet palpable.
Hyunjin took a deep breath, his eyes meeting yours for a moment before he looked away. "You didn’t answer my calls," he said softly, his voice tinged with a hint of concern. "I was worried."
You looked down at your hands, unsure of how to respond. "I just… needed some time," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper. "Last night… it was a lot."
Hyunjin nodded slowly, as if he understood. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice just as quiet. "It was."
There was a moment of silence, the only sound being the soft rustle of the cotton ball against your skin. You could feel your heart beating faster, your mind racing with a thousand thoughts. But before you could say anything else, Hyunjin spoke again.
"Can we talk about it?" he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty. "About what happened?"
You swallowed hard, your throat suddenly dry. "I don’t know, Hyunjin," you replied, your voice trembling slightly. "I’m not sure I’m ready to talk about it yet."
Hyunjin’s hand stilled, the needle poised just above your skin. He looked up at you, his expression a mix of worry and something else—something you couldn’t quite place. "I don’t want things to be weird between us," he admitted, his voice so soft it was almost a whisper. "I just… I don’t want to lose you."
You looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity in them, the vulnerability he rarely showed. "You’re not going to lose me," you said, your voice firm despite the uncertainty gnawing at you.
There was a pause, the air between you thick with unspoken words. And then, without warning, Hyunjin leaned in and kissed you.
Your mind went blank, and you didn’t know what was happening, but you didn’t push him away. His lips were warm against yours, his touch so gentle it almost made you want to cry. This wasn’t the Hyunjin you were used to—the one who teased and joked and kept his feelings hidden behind a wall of laughter. This was different,
and it hurts more.
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Later it was night, Hyunjin finished his work and gathered his things, ready to head to class. But before he could leave, the door to the clinic slammed open with a loud bang, and in stormed Chan, eyes blazing with fury. Hyunjin barely had time to register what was happening before Chan’s hand was on his collar, yanking him forward and slamming him against the cold metal lockers.
The force of the impact rattled the lockers, and for a moment, Hyunjin’s breath was knocked out of him. But instead of fear or regret, what flickered in his eyes was something entirely different—a dangerous glint of amusement. A twisted sense of satisfaction curled in his chest as he met Chan’s gaze, unflinching.
"I saw what you did, Hyunjin," Chan growled, his voice low and dripping with barely restrained rage. The words were like venom, seething with a bitterness that had been festering for too long.
Hyunjin’s lips curled into a smirk, his eyes gleaming with a mix of arrogance and defiance. He chuckled, a sound that was anything but lighthearted. It was the kind of laugh that dared Chan to do something about it, that mocked the very anger that had driven Chan to this point.
"Oh, that?" Hyunjin drawled, his voice laced with a dark, teasing edge. "Well, I’m glad you saw it."
Chan’s fist tightened on Hyunjin’s collar, the fabric bunching in his hand as he pulled Hyunjin closer, their faces mere inches apart. The tension between them crackled like a live wire, ready to snap at any moment.
"You think this is funny?" Chan spat, his voice trembling with anger. "Do you have any idea what you’re doing?"
Hyunjin’s smirk only deepened, his eyes never leaving Chan’s. "I think I know exactly what I’m doing," he said, his voice calm and collected. "The real question is, do you?"
Chan’s other hand balled into a fist, the muscles in his arm tensing as if he was on the brink of losing control. For a split second, it looked like he was going to punch Hyunjin, to wipe that infuriating smirk off his face. But just as the tension reached its peak, Hyunjin’s voice cut through the air again, sharp and taunting.
"Why are you angry?" Hyunjin asked, his tone dripping with mockery. "Is she even yours in the first place?"
The words were like a slap to Chan’s face, and for a moment, his fist wavered in mid-air, the rage in his eyes giving way to something more conflicted. Hyunjin’s question hung in the air, echoing in the small space of the clinic. It was a question that neither of them had wanted to face, a truth that both of them had been avoiding.
Deep down, Chan knew the answer. None of them had any claim over you.
"This is why she hates what’s happening to us," Hyunjin continued, his voice losing its playful edge, becoming more serious, more pointed. His eyes narrowed as he pushed Chan’s hand away from his collar, the smirk fading from his lips. "She didn’t want to destroy the friendship we had."
Chan’s hand fell to his side, the anger in his eyes dimming, replaced by a mixture of frustration and regret. He knew Hyunjin was right—this whole situation was a mess, a tangled web of emotions that none of them knew how to navigate. And it was tearing apart the friendship that had once meant everything to them.
"But you didn’t care, did you?" Chan asked, his voice quieter now, laced with a bitterness that cut deep.
Hyunjin tilted his head slightly, studying Chan’s expression as if he was searching for something. "Do you really think I didn’t care?" he asked, his voice softening, though the edge was still there. "Or are you just upset because I acted while you hesitated?"
Chan flinched, the words hitting closer to home than he would have liked. "That’s not the point, Hyunjin."
"Isn’t it?" Hyunjin pressed, his gaze unrelenting. "You’ve had just as many chances as I did, Chan. But you didn’t take them. Now you’re angry because I did."
Chan clenched his jaw, the frustration boiling over again. "You’re twisting things," he muttered, but there was no real conviction in his voice.
Hyunjin sighed, a rare moment of genuine emotion breaking through his facade. "Maybe I am," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But for the record, she chose me."
Those four words landed like a punch to the gut, knocking the wind out of Chan more effectively than any physical blow could have. He stared at Hyunjin, his expression a mixture of shock and disbelief.
Chan couldn’t bring himself to respond, couldn’t find the words to express the turmoil raging inside him. He just stood there, frozen in place, his hand still clenched into a fist at his side, as Hyunjin turned and walked away.
Hyunjin’s footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as he made his way down, a slow, deliberate pace that matched the rhythm of his thoughts. He couldn’t help but smile to himself, remembering the way your lips had felt against his, the way your voice had trembled when you said those words.
"I like you."
But the smile quickly faded, replaced by a deep sense of unease as he recalled the rest of what you had said: "But I won’t risk this friendship."
And that hurt. More than he wanted to admit.
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can u do skz fake texts? -> pov: they saw y/n while y/n was changing clothes in the room (make it spicy for hyungs and cute for maknaes) *winks*
| They accidentally saw you changing clothes (Stray Kids)
HYUNG LINE
MAKNAE LINE
| BangChan
| Lee Know
| Changbin
| Hyunjin
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Boyfriend! Hyunjin version? 🩷
hi anon!! seems like people liked the last post, so i’ll do these in headcanon form as well. enjoy xx 🤍
summary: bf!hyunjin x afab!reader who is sappily in love with you, desperate to make you feel as loved as you make him feel.
genre: fluff, smutty under the cut
boyfriend!hyunjin who met you through a mutual friend, and nearly fell in love at first sight.
boyfriend!hyunjin who is an artist who recognizes and appreciates beauty. your beauty absolutely blew him away.
boyfriend!hyunjin who asks you out for a coffee date, his mood soaring when you say yes.
boyfriend!hyunjin who is like your personal bodyguard (some may say he acts like a puppy), following you around everywhere you go.
boyfriend!hyunjin who paints thinking of you, inspired by his love for you.
boyfriend!hyunjin who has always been charming, but has never really fallen for anyone else’s advances. with you, all you had to do was smile at him and he was head over heels.
boyfriend!hyunjin who takes you shopping when you move in together, helping you select the perfect art pieces and furniture for your home together.
boyfriend!hyunjin who still gets butterflies when you hold his hand, even after all these months of being together. being with you is like a dream.
boyfriend!hyunjin who loves seeing your flushed cheeks and blown out pupils after he kisses you, who would do anything to see you like that over and over.
boyfriend!hyunjin who makes you sit on his face, obsessed with being engulfed in your taste, obsessed with making you feel good.
boyfriend!hyunjin who makes you beg for his cock, loving the way you’re so desperate for it, for him. and he will gladly give you what you need every single time.
boyfriend!hyunjin who will keep fucking you, keep eating you out after you come. he gets so pussy drunk from you that he just can’t stop, and who can blame him when ur mewling out his name?
How hyunjin would react to 9th membur reader making suicide jokes
(warnings: suicidal talk, joking about serious topics, sad hyunjin)
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Hyunjin-
He would the type to confront you instantly, all it takes is one joke to come out of your mouth and he's pulling you aside.
"{reader}? Are you doing okay?"
He would ask in a very soft tone as he didn't want to scare you,
when you told him you were joking he would not believe you one bit.
He would tell the older members to keep any eye on you, he would be so over dramatic.
"have you eaten today?"
or
"how much sleep did you get last night?"
would be constant questions from him every day and he wouldn't even try to hide it from the other members.
expect daily hugs and daily affirmations, this man will not rest until he is 100% sure that your doing okay.