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Stray Kids reaction to you back hugging them:

Bang Chan:

Chan loves all types of affection, especially when they come from you, but there was something about backhugs that made them even more precious. It'll probably happen a few weeks before a comeback, when your boyfriend looks constantly stressed and sleep-deprived, his blonde hair a mess and his brown eyes sporting dark circles underneath. The second you'll wrap you arms around his shoulders, leaning your chin on top of his head, he'll sigh happily, his body sinking into the revolving chair, and his hands will come up to grab your wrist, stroking your soft skin absentmindedly, as if to ground himself, and the two of you will spend the next few minutes in peaceful silence.

Minho:

Minho is the type to tease you a lot, especially when it comes to how cuddly and affectionate you are, but it's just his way of showing love, and he absolutely adores how you cling to him and coddle him. Your boyfriend is probably busy downing water in large, desperate gulps after practicing the band's newest song for an hour straight when you come up to him, gingerly wrapping your hands around his slim waist. Minho will jump, his water bottle almost slipping from his hands before he manages to retrieve it, and he'll turn around to look at you, a frown on his face as he scolds you for scaring him, but he'll still wrap his own arms around you, playfully rubbing his sweaty forehead against your neck, until you whine and push him away.

Changbin:

We all know Changbin is the hard outside, soft inside type of guy, always trying to hide just how whipped he is for you, and failing at it completely. Since backhugs are one of your most deadliest moves, you usually use it on your boyfriend when he is mad at you, for instance when you constantly tease him for being small and cute despite his constant attempts to seem manly and tall. Binnie will face away from you on the bed, scrolling through his phone with a frown when he'll feel you press against his back, your pout clearly felt against his neck as you kiss the soft skin as an apology, and he can't help but a crack a smile at your cuteness, eventually turning around to press a sweet, loving kiss to your lips.

Hyunjin:

Hyunjin is more shy and reserved when it comes to physical affection with you, the tips of his ears constantly coloring as well as his cheeks whenever you're attention is focused on him, but he still loves it no matter how red it makes him. The two of you are probably just walking down the street, swinging your interlocked hands like two children, when you suddenly release Hyunjin, making him frown in confusion before you trap him in a tight backhug, his arms held underneath yours. Your boyfriend won't be able to help the chuckles leaving his throat when the two of you waddle down the sidewalk, hardly immobile, and he'll complain lightly about how hard it is to move, but it's hardly convincing with the sweet giggles leaving his lips.

Jisung:

Han is such a sweetheart honestly, always looking for ways to touch you and for you to touch him, whether it's hugging, hand-holding, hair-playing, and also back-hugging a lot, with Jisung usually being the one to initiate it, so when you do it, he always gets excited. Your boyfriend will just be on his phone in the kitchen, leaning against the counter lazily, when you come up behind him on your way to get a cup of water, wrapping your arms around him tightly and pressing your cheek to the expanse of his broad back. Han will immediately smile like a child, his heart beating in his chest as he wraps his own arms around yours, and he won't let you move anywhere for a while, whining whenever you try to move away.

Felix:

Felix is kind of person who naturally thrives off of physical affection from his loved ones, and he considers it a very important aspect in any relationship, especially yours. The two of you are making brownies in the kitchen, the whole area around you looking absolutely disgusting, egg shells and flour coating the floor, and your boyfriend is starting to clean up, tiredly dragging his legs over to the broom by your apartment door when you collapse on him, wrapping your arms around his waist to steady yourself. Felix will let you lean on him, dropping his own head backwards to lay on your lean shoulder, and the two of you will stay like that for a few minutes, trying to restore your energy and also contemplating life at the sight of the chaos you made.

Seungmin:

Seungmin is constantly singing around the house, whether he's practicing or just humming songs he's been hearing recently, and whenever you hear your boyfriend sing you can't help but stop whatever you're doing and admire his angelic voice. Right now for instance, you're standing outside your bedroom door, watching as Seungmin sings to himself softly, brushing his long, auburn hair in front of the mirror. You don't hesitate to walk straight to your lover, wrapping your arms around him and making him stop in the middle of a sentence, a shy smile creeping on his face when you demand him to continue, still holding him tightly as you press a loving kiss to his back, and Seungmin will agree, his cheeks rosy red as he finishes the song.

Jeongin:

Jeongin is in charge of the food in your relationship, always giving a bowl of steaming noodles or a carefully-made sandwich with a fond kiss to your cheek, and that's exactly what he was doing now, making the two of you ramen for dinner, when you come up to him, drawn to the kitchen by the amazing smell slowly filling the house. You'll wrap your arms around your boyfriend, feeling the way I.N tenses under your arms, slightly shocked by the display of affection. He'll try to play it cool, but he'll be so out of focus he'll eventually push you away gently, stuttering about how hot it is in the room and how he can't focus on the food, but the blush covering his fair skin and the lack of eye contact will tell the truth.

Yang Jeongin x reader

warnings ⚠→ / Virgin reader, dry humping, kissing, more?

minors dni.

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You were getting impatient..

Jeongin was supposed to be home 30 minutes ago but he still hasn’t arrived. You called him and texted him multiple times telling him to get home soon.

You felt a little selfish that you rushed him home for your own personal needs, but you just couldn’t wait any longer.

You needed him, bad.

As a virgin you felt ready but scared, unsure of what to do.

How did you even get into this mess?

You started looking at edits that stays have posted about him, just out of curiosity. Just to find hundreds of crazy edits making your boyfriend look even more enticing than he already is.

You resisted the tempting idea of touching yourself, you wanted him not your fingers. .・゜゜・

You finally heard the keys jingle outside the door and you immediately got up and opened it, already knowing who it was.

“Hey baby, what happened why did you-“ you cut him off with an eager kiss, not being able to wait any longer. He kissed you back after a few seconds and dropped his stuff. “You really missed me huh?” He asked smirking between the kiss.

All you could do was give a simple hum, more focused on his plump lips than his words.

He led you both over to the couch. He sat down, and gently put you on his lap. Your lips immediately connected again as you dug your fingers in his silky hair. Jeongin couldn’t help but let out a low groan as he kissed you. .・゜゜・

“How far you wanna take this baby?” He asked in a low voice while kissing down your neck. “Just wanna feel you little bit.” You suggested as you rolled your hips into him.

He let out another groan. Jeongin was honestly surprised, you were never really the type to suggest anything sexual. You were shy, even after being together for quite a while.

You rolled your hips again after realizing the effect it had on him. You started to keep a pace as Jeongin praised you. “That’s my girl, keep going for me.” *+:｡.｡

You let out small moans as he grinded up into you. Your hips were rolling in sync, like a song.

“I feel something innie” you moaned out, “oh yeah, you gonna cum f’me baby?” “yes anything for you innie”,

You felt euphoric as your release hit you like a wave. You looked at him and his eyes were filled with lust. He hadn't cummed yet.

“You’re welcome,” he said giving you a small smile, thinking he wasn’t gonna get anything in return.

“Thank you, so let me return the favor?” .・゜゜・

I’m lost for words I LOVE ‼️❣️😍🤌

I was thinking about something, Jeongin teaching you how to kiss, and then it turning into a make out session and even more, him guiding you on his hips (something like having your first time with him being a dom and talking you through all of it lol praise kink goes insane)

in which jeongin teaches you how to kiss

╰┈➤ yang jeongin x f. reader

╰┈➤ tags/warnings: bf!jeongin, corruption kink, grinding, praise, make out session with innie sheesh 🥵

╰┈➤ word count: 1k

.·:¨¨ ≈☆≈ ¨¨:·.

“you don’t get anything from being shy, y/n,” jeongin keens, earning a groan from you out of frustration.

“jeongin, you don’t understand.”

“then make me!” he laughs, pulling you closer with his strong arms wrapping around your waist.

you ignore how warm your face was becoming, tilting your head to the side to ignore the way he teases you. jeongin nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, giggling as his strands of hair tickles your skin. goosebumps. an addictive feeling. “make me understand why you don’t want to kiss me, baby.”

you stop yourself from whimpering. the way he was peppering gentle kisses all over your neck left your brain in a mush. the air inside this bedroom gets hotter. then, with both of your hands, you press them against jeongin’s chest to push him a little bit away.

chucking out a breath, you respond, “it’s not like i don’t want to, innie. of…of course i do!” you stutter as jeongin doesn’t stop kissing your face, that smirk of his unwavering. you feel his hands wander down to your hips, “b-but…i just…”

fuck it.

“ihaven’tkissedanyonebefore.”

jeongin leans back to look at you, eyes direct on yours as if searching for any sign of discomfort. “really?”

“yes, innie.” you say meekly, feeling a little insecure. even though you’re still his girlfriend, you can’t shake away the feeling that you’re replaceable. you know deep inside that you have almost no sexual experience. someone who has more confidence than you. with that in mind, jeongin can practically find someone better.

but at least you’re not that clueless. you secretly watch porn whenever jeongin’s not around — but you’re too shy to initiate anything to him.

jeongin notice your irises intensifying, indicating that you were dozing off again. he grabs your chin with his fingers and guides you to look at him once more. “hey, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

his face, sculpted with sharp features, now looks soft as his thumb caresses your bottom lip.

“wouldn’t you want someone more… experienced, innie?”

“hey, baby,” he pouts, bringing the both of you to the bed so that he can sit on its edge, having you standing between his thighs. “i don’t care about that, y/n. you’re perfect just the way you are, okay? being experienced or not… that’s not in my criteria. what you have to understand is that i love you for you, and i will not trade you for anything else, you get me?”

jeongin imagined you replying with a simple head nod, but he wasn’t expecting you to lurch towards his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck, and kiss him.

your boyfriend stiffens for a moment in surprise. yet when he hears a whine from your lips, he jumps to control.

with his big hands, he cups your cheeks and kisses you passionately. you allow yourself to follow his pace, making yourself comfortable on his lap as your legs dangle on either side of his thighs.

“y/n,” he pulls out to say for a moment, his hot breath fanning your face. “you okay?”

“mhm,” you smile at him, pressing your chest against his.

“good. i love you.” you gasp when jeongin instantly deepens the kiss, now holding you in place. his tongue flicks against your bottom lip, asking for permission to which you eagerly accept. you feel your heart thump faster in your chest when his tongue meets your own, making you grind onto him with furrowed eyebrows. a tingling sensation between your thighs arises, feeling wet fromm how jeongin was also groaning against the kiss.

“good girl, baby,” he breathes out, his naughty hands finding their way under your shirt to caress your bare skin. you were almost breathless yet jeongin keeps deepening the kiss. he makes you fight alongside him for dominance to which he, obviously, wins.

“you’re doing so good. no need to rush, baby. let me make out with you, yeah? go with the flow and lemme take control.”

you thought you’d only read this in stories, but the way he was kissing you made your stomach all fluttery.

you release an embarrassingly loud whimper when he bites down on your bottom lip with his teeth, letting it snap back into place right after. “mmh, you like that?” he sneers, “fuck, baby. look at you; already grinding yourself on me. you don’t need my help, don’t you?”

how can you stop when you feel his dick already hardening under his pants?

“bet you’re so wet, shit,” he grunts, his hands now guiding your hips to rock back and forth against his bulge. “keep going, just like this, ‘kay? you’re doing so well, my girl.”

he kisses you again, this time not holding back. it was fast, wet, and noisy. you were now fucking yourself onto his clothed dick at this point, bouncing up and down as you moan against his sloppy kisses. you feel your self control slipping away, and it made you feel so good having to lose all sense of responsibility.

just pleasure with your hot boyfriend, nothing more.

out of breath, you pull away from his kiss so that you can focus grinding onto him even more. you place your hands on his shoulders for support, eyes fluttering shut as you allow yourself to drown in satisfaction. you feel your nipples hardening under your shirt, for sure noticed by jeongin through the thin clothing.

“innie, a-aahh,” you whine, “help me…”

jeongin could feel his cock leak more precum just from those words, staining his boxers. you want him to help you? god, that immediately flicked a switch in his mind.

“ah fuck, of course baby, innie will help you. i’ll make you feel so good, baby, trust me. just use your words and ask for what you want.”

“touch me, please,” you hiccup, now feeling frustrated.

“touch you, huh? where? right… here?” jeongin places his right hand against your clothed pussy, cupping it warmly which makes your entire body shiver. furious, you nod your head, whining.

“yes, please touch me there, baby. play with my pussy.” you can’t believe that such filthy words were flying past your mouth without hesitation. you’d bury yourself a hole before you could even say that thirty minutes ago.

“mm, such dirty words coming out of that sweet mouth,” jeongin chuckles, “wait ‘till i corrupt you, angel. i’ll teach you so many things, baby. so many dirty, dirty things that you’ll regret not asking for it sooner.”

[ m.list ]

BIRTHDAY POST FOR I.N

Walking to the jyp building with a cake in your hand for your handsome boyfriend I.n and a present for him, you love him to the moon and back. You'll do absolutely anything for him.

Walking to security showing them your id even though they know who you are cause you've been here plenty of times before bringing the boys food and anything that's important to them, you bowed to them saying thank you obviously showing that your greatful that they don't ask you questions about what your doing here, you go to the reception desk and ask where the boys are.

"Hi r/n, I was wondering where the boys are" you said, being polite

"Hi y/n, they are in dance practice room 301" r/n said

"Thank you r/n"

"Your welcome"

With that I walked away to the elevator pressing the button waiting for the doors to open, I walked into the elevator when the doors open and pressing level 3 and I just waited.

Walking out of the elevator and walking to the room I knocked on the door and waited a couple of seconds until I heard a faint "come in" so I walked in and got greeted by the boys

"Hey guys" everyone came and hugged me being careful of the cake in my hand

"Hey y/n how are you" changbin asked

"I'm good how are you guys"

"Where good" Felix said

"Where's Innie"

"His in the bathroom at the moment where taking a break from practice" lee know said

"What's that in your hand" han asked

"It's a cake for innie and a present for his birthday"

"I'm back guys oh baby what are you doing here"i.n said coming up to kiss my cheek

"Came here to see you and give these to you" handing him the cake and present you got him "the present small but it's all I could afford"

"Baby y'know I don't care how much money you have you yourself is a present to me"

"I know but open it up" I said getting a bit nervous idk why but I am

"Ok channie hyung can you hold the cake" i.n handed the cake to chan and started opening the present and pulled out two tickets "Wait why are there plane tickets"

"I know you haven't seen your parents in a bit so I saved up and brought plane tickets and I already talked to jyp and his giving you guys some time off cause you's need it"i told the boys

"Wait what" I.n hugged me and span me around

"Happy birthday bubba oh and there's a letter at the bottom of the bag"

"Ok I'll read it soon"

"But what about the cake" han said

"Y'all can eat it if you's want"

"Don't mind if I do" Chan said and went to sit down on the couch with the other guys

"Happy birthday baby boy"

"Thank you my love" I.n kissed me on the lips

How Skz(mankae line) would react to 9th member reader making suicide jokes

(warnings: suicidal talk, joking about serious topics,)

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Han-

He would be so unsure what to say, he would most likely avoid confronting you until it gets to the point where he's scared he might not see you the next day, he would pull you aside most likely right before he goes to bed so he can have a way out of the conversation if it goes south, he would be very careful on what he says,

"hey.....{reader}? Can we talk real quick?"

He would use a soft one throughout the entire conversation

"Are you doing okay? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to but just know me and the others will always be there for you."

Even when you told him it was a joke he didn't believe you and took it straight to Leeknow, because he figured he would know what to do.

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Felix

The first time he heard you joke about it he's already pulling you in for a hug than he'll drag you over to the kitchen for a "baking session" and tells the others to leave the both of you alone or they wont get any treats.

while your baking in a comfortable silence he'll brake the silence with a question.

"Hey, {reader}, How are you feeling...mentally?"

He would ask as he put the brownie's in the oven.

Even when you tell him your fine and there just jokes He wouldn't believe you but would let the topic go, he just becomes a lot more touchy and he will compliment you a lot more, for example,

"Hey, {reader}, You look really good today"

Or

"Let me show you my love!" He would shout and than tackle you in a hug.

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Seungmin-

He at first would say it back to you as a joke to hide his concern, but once you do it for a while he'll start to grow more and more concern but instead of confronting you he'll just be a tad bit nicer to you, not enough to make you feel differently from the others but enough to show you that he cares.

Expect a lot of high fives or just any type of physical touch other than hugging

would make sure your taking care of yourself and would probably share his concern with I.N because he thinks that I.N would be better at comforting you but would still try his best to show you he cared.

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I.N

He would joke about it with you but would grow concern as you continue to joke around, he wouldn't pull you aside but he would give you more affection than he gives the rest and would willingly let you show him affection,

he wouldn't give you word's of affirmation's because he would be unsure what to say

but i bet him and seungmin are making new account's and leaving nice comments on any post that have you in it.

im working on something 👀

Vandalism. - Yang Jeongin

WARNINGS: smut, foul language, the reader has the anatomy of a woman, fem!reader. I.N is younger than reader.

Wordcount: 2990 words

Summary: You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti. Meeting Jeongin, a local artist, as a grown up turned out to be one of the best things that could happen to you.

NOT PROOFREAD! MINORS DNI!

🔞+ content warning!

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You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti.

As a kid, you used to hate these people, having had more than one encounter with groups of people, mostly boys, roaming around destroying everything they thought was unnecessary. Like your Dads car, for instance. You were so mad seeing how your dad was sad that his car got wrecked by some stupid kids.

Now that you were a bit older, twenty-two to be exact, you somehow understood and sympathised with them. What else could they do when your town had no other activities for kids? They expressed themselves in the form of smearing their street-names and art on the walls.

When your turned Eighteen, old enough to finally move out and get your on flat, earning money by working with so called ‘hard to deal’ - Teens, you started to see the other side, Their side. In the few years you worked with them, you earned their trust and even got some of them off the street and into art schools, where they could express themselves in legal ways.

The only ‘Teen’ you couldn’t get to was a boy named Jeongin. Now that he was freshly 18 you knew that your options were limited, as you couldn’t help someone that was of age, not working in that field.

You still tried to get in touch with him, having had his phone number for years, but you knew no matter how much you tried, he would always block your attempts at getting in contact with him. He was a so called loner. Always on his own, quiet around other people, but loud in his art. He loved to leave behind beautiful sketches on the walls of the streets.

Sometimes, when you left your flat to go get things done or head to work, you’d come across some of his masterpieces, always taking pictures and saving them. It wasn’t hard to recognise his work, he always signed them with his street-name, ‘I.N’.

Other than you, nobody knew the mysterious artist. You found out it was him when you went out with some of your friends a couple months ago. On the way home from the bar, you saw someone in a dark alley, spraying the walls.

24.05.2023

The night was cold, crisp wind making your nose run and get a light pink color. You were walking fast, not wanting to catch a cold from being outside for too long. Thankfully it stopped raining not too long ago, but looking up into the sky, you could tell the dryness wasn’t for long either.

You breathed out slowly, looking at the small puff of air as it was visible from the cold weather. While looking up you saw something moving in your peripheral vision. Turning your head, you could make out something, or rather someone in the distance.

Not too far away, maybe a couple meters, there stood a tall figure in front of the wall, clearly spraying something onto it. You sighed quietly ‘should i go and tell them to stop?’ You thought to yourself. It was your job to work with people that stepped out of line, that broke the rules of society.

You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket and started going in the direction of the Man, or rather boy, as you could now make out his face. ‘Hey!’ You called, making him look up in a panic, probably assuming you were the cops, ready to get him.

When he saw your face, he visibly relaxed, having seen you around, working with kids in the neighbourhood. Now that you were a mere few meters away, you recognised him. ‘Aren’t you the Yangs son? What was your name? Jeongho?’ You look up at him.

He laughed quietly before shaking his head. ‘Its Jeongin.’ He said, before looking behind you to make sure no-one saw him, well, except you of course. He smirked a little before looking up at the wall, and at the painting he just made, before hearing sirens in the distance. Fuck, someone called the cops on him.

Before you could even say something he grabbed his duffel Bag and made a run for it, you just standing there, calling him. ‘Wait! No!’ you started running after him, but having chosen to wear heels tonight turned out to be the wrong idea as you tripped and fell onto the hard concrete.

You whined in pain as you looked down to see your knee scraped open with blood coming out of the wound. ‘Shit’ you muttered to yourself, letting out a surprised scream when you were suddenly picked up by someone. Looking up, you saw Jeongin looking down at you with a slightly guilty expression. ‘Won’t leave you laying here, don’t worry’ he said before starting to carry you.

After he dropped you off at your house and gave you his number in case you’d have to pay for any hospital bills for your bruised leg, he disappeared into the night again.

18.10.2023

All of that was months ago, and you were slowly starting to get restless. After the incident you haven’t been able to reach out to him. You were determined to help him express his feelings not only on the walls of your city, but also on canvases in art galleries.

You knew his works would be highly seen and maybe you could even get him to finally make a living out of it and stop getting himself caught and arrested all the time. But as you roamed the streets once again on the search for him, you were once again dissatisfied by empty valleys and teens running around being loud.

Just as you were on the way home you saw someone spraying on your house wall. ‘Not again’ you said to yourself as you picked up your pace to get there before they could make a run for it. The closer you got, the more you realised the man standing in front of the wall was indeed Jeongin.

You called out his name as you stopped running. ‘Wait! Please don’t run away! It’s me, Y/N!’ You could clearly see that he let out a breath he was holding as he realised that it was you.

‘Long time no see, Y/N’ he smirked at you as he turned around to pack away all his stuff. ‘Well, it was quite hard to reach you, you know?’ You let out a laugh as you looked up to the wall, only to come to the realisation that it was indeed your face on the wall.

‘What..-?’ You asked in awe as you looked up to a now furiously blushing Jeongin that was scratching his neck in embarrassment. ‘I don’t know either but i can’t get your face out of my head…’ he admitted shyly as you couldn’t get the words out. Just as you were about to say something you heard sirens coming down the street. Jeongin looked utterly terrified as he was about to run away you grabbed his hand and ran to your houses entrance.

‘You can hide here, i mean-… if you want to of course.’ You looked at him with uncertainty in your eyes before unlocking the door and getting inside with him. ‘T-Thank you.’ He said as he started to look around your house.

You looked out the window from time to time to make sure the cops were gone, when the coast was clear you turned around and looked at jeongin. ‘If you want to you can go home now, the cops are gone’ you softly smiled at him as he breathed out. ‘I don’t… i mean i don’t uhh have a home?’ He looked down at his feet and blushed a little.

‘Oh..s-sorry, i didn’t know that..’ you said while looking at him. ‘You can stay the night.. i have a guest room that you could sleep in..’

24.11.2023

That was over a month ago. Jeongin stayed at your house and you two talked all night, getting to know each other. That night you realised that Jeongin was different from all of the kids you worked with. He didn’t want to always get into trouble, but sometimes he just didn’t know how to express himself other than with his art.

A week later you proposed an idea while watching some movie. ‘How about you live here? With me?’ He looked at you in shock. ‘W-what? But i can’t pay rent…’ he said while looking away in shame. ‘Well… i could get you a job at the art gallery down the street.’ You said to which he gasped. ‘You would do that for me? b-but why?’ He couldn’t believe that someone like you would ever help him, but here he was, on your couch, in your house.

‘Of course i would do that for you. Its not like i hate you, and living with you is actually pretty good, you help me with the dishes and i could use some extra cash from the rent’ you went on as you were slowly standing up, making your way into the Kitchen to get a paper and a pen.

As you came back you wrote down some rules for him:

1. Don’t get into trouble anymore.

2. No more running away.

3. Get a job and earn money.

4. No parties without warning.

He laughed quietly at the last point. ‘So you’d allow me to throw a party at your house?’ You just nodded at his question. ‘As long as I’m invited’ you smirked in his direction to which he just laughed.

‘Alright, then i want to throw a party on Saturday to celebrate me getting a job and a place to stay.’ He said proudly as you both shook hands to seal the deal. ‘Saturday it is then!’

27.11.2023

Turns out Jeongin had a lot of friends you didn’t know about. As you looked around your house, full of people you didn’t know, you searched for him among all the guys. ‘Need some help sweetie?’ Someone suddenly asked you. When you turned around you were met by a gorgeous looking man, maybe in his mid twenties with dark brown hair and a deep voice.

‘U-Uh.. have you seen Innie?’ He laughed at your question and nodded before taking your hand and pulling you with him. ‘I’m Felix, by the way, its nice to meet you’ he said as you two arrived in the kitchen, where you could see Jeongin was talking to another guy, more his age with brown hair and a nice smile. ‘Well, its nice to meet you Felix, i’m Y\N.’ You said.

When Jeongin heard your voice, he looked up to see you were still holding Felix’s hand while laughing at some Joke he made. He furrowed his brows and made a small noise of disapproval, which only Seungmin heard.

Seungmin smirked at his younger friend. ‘What? You don’t like other guys talking to her?’ he laughed as Jeongin started to blush and try to convince him that it was not like that.

But deep down, he indeed knew that it was. He liked you from the first time he met you, in that dark alley. You beautiful eyes, your hair, the way you would always light up with a smile when he told you about his day. Tonight was the night he finally wanted to come clean on his feelings and talk to you.

Well, that was before he saw how Felix was flirting with you. Jealousy starting crawling up in the pit of his stomach as he grabbed your hand without thinking about it and dragged you to the nearest free room and closed the door after you. You looked up at him in confusion “Innie? You okay?” You asked, starting to worry when you saw his sad eyes looking down at you.

“I… uhm.. i-i wanted to talk to you about s-something, noona..” you smiled at the little nickname, he started calling you noona not long after moving in with you, which you found absolutely adorable. You nodded to let him know you were listening to what he had to say. “Ever since…” he breathed out nervously “Ever since i met you… i-i liked you… even more than just friends.. do you understand?”

You looked at him a shock, as he wasn’t the only one feeling that way. As you looked down at your hands to hide your blush, he put two of his fingers under your chin to get you to look at him. The small gesture made you hold in your breath as the two of you were now mere inches apart. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and started to stammer out “i-i get how you feel… i mean, how could i not fall for you? You’re so sweet and always help me with the chores around the house..” he smiled at your response and leaned down until you lips slightly touched.

He was teasing you, letting your lips touch only slightly, making you shiver in anticipation. “Oh fuck this” you muttered before literally throwing yourself at him and sealing your lips in a hot kiss. I.N let out a quiet groan as he picked you up without hesitation and pressed your body against the nearest surface, which turned out to be the bathrooms wall.

Your lips danced in a breathless kiss before the two of you parted, trying to get as much air into your lungs as you could. “You don’t even know how long i’ve been waiting for this, Noona.” He pressed his body into yours and you blushed when you felt his already hardening length press into your heat, whimpering at the feel of him, you got to kissing down his cheek and his neck. “Want you so bad Innie” you breathed against his ear to which he groaned and carried you to the sink, where he let you down.

Jeongin started to press hot kisses against your jaw, making his way down to you cleavage before pulling your top over your head. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured against your akin before taking one of your nipples into his mouth and gently sucking.

You moaned at the feeling of his hot mouth on your body and pulled at his hair lightly. “I.N.. your shirt.. take it off.” You whispered shakily, holding onto him.

He complied without saying anything, throwing his shirt onto the floor, he’d care about it later. Without hesitation you started to roam his upper body with your hands, quickly going south to undo his belt and open his pants. “Need you now, Innie, hurry up.” You whined to which he laughed and started to glide his hands up your bare thighs. Thank god you wore that cute skirt, he thought. “Impatient. Are we?” He teased you slightly before pulling your soaked through panties down your legs and moaning at the sight of your glistening folds.

Your panties went into his pocket before you said anything and he kissed you fiercely before fishing out his cock and moaning as you took it in your hands and started to pump him. “Cmon, fuck me baby, make me yours.” Now that was something you didn’t have to tell him twice.

He positioned himself at your entrance, not having to prep you much with how slick you already were. “Gonna fuck you so good. Better than any of your fucking vibrators ever could.” He rasped against your ear. Before you could even register what he said, he fucked into you with one languid stroke.

You moaned loudly at the feeling of his length nestled into your tight heat. As soon as he started building up a steady rhythm you forgot about the party, about the people im your house. Your focus was completely on Jeongin and how good he was fucking you. “H-Holy shit you’re so fucking tight. Not gonna last long, Baby” he moaned against your ear, making you shiver at his dirty words.

Never had you heard him talk like that, but you weren’t complaining, instead you pushed your nails into his muscular back and whined at his thrusts. He was making you see stars and when he hit that one spongy spot inside of you, you knew it was over for you. Your moans turned breathy as you withered against his body, rolling your eyes back. “Fucked you dumb already? Huh? Tell me whose fucking you this good?” He growled against your nipple before biting down on it gently, making you scream out in pleasure.

“Y-you are! Jeongin! Oh fuck, gonna make me cum!” You moaned loudly, tightening around his cock as he groaned at the feeling, getting close to his high as well. His thumb started drawing quick circles on your clit, only getting you closer to cumming. “Cmon Y/N, show me how good you take my cock.” That was the last thing you needed to finally push over the edge. Convulsing around his length while moaning out his name again and again.

You were sure, after you’d come out the bathroom, everyone in your house would know what just happened. You heard I.N moan against your neck as he bit down and came into you, painting your walls white with his cum.

As the two of you were breathing heavily, cuddled up to each other, you heard a small knock at the door, and then a voice saying “don’t want to disturb you lovebugs, but uhhh… the cops are here”

Both of you perked up at looked at yourselves, shocked.

“Oh fuck”.

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Hello guys! Here is my first piece for Jeongin!! I hope you like it, definitely let me know! If you want to request somethinng, feel free to always do so!

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-Julie💕🌸

ThIs story is amazing 😊

➡️Title : The Missing Soulmate

➡️ Pairing : Idol!skz ot8 & F!reader

➡️ Genre : Romance,Fluff,Poly relationship, Soulmate au

➡️Words count : 1.1k

➡️ Synopsis : Y/n never believe in soulmate terms but when she reach 18 years old, she have soulmate mark. Stray kids is the kpop idol group and they are looking for their last piece

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Hi, this my first story in here and i hope you like my story because english not my first language. I don't write smut story because i don't know and let me know if you want to be taglist

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Part 1

Y/n pov

You woke up from your sleep when your alarm ringing and you go to your bathroom for start your day, you came out after 20 minute and start choose your outfit for your college but before that you cover your mark in your arm with make up

Author pov

Y/n never believe in soulmate terms, she think that all only some fantasy story only until one day when she reach 18 years old that she get some mark in her arm and when she ask her mama and her mama explain that is soulmate mark and what more shocking is that she not have only one soulmate but have 8 soulmate. That's why she cover her mark and from that time Y/n start believe in soulmate although she's not fully believe that. Y/n is a beutiful girl and soft girl with long hair and h/c. She also have a very unique eyes color that make her more attractive because her eyes color is blue mixed with purple

Y/n pov

After locking your house, you heading to your college, you stop at some cafe near your college amd order your favorite drink. Your phone ringing in your bag and you look at the ID name. Hana😜. Is what showing at your screen, you pick up the call immediately when your bestfriend is calling you

"Hello, Hana" your answer the call

"Hello, my bestie" Hana reply with very cheerful voice. You chuckle when you hear her voice

" wow, you so energentic this morning. Did someting happen?"you ask her

"yes, someting happen this morning" Hana reply back

" what happen then that make you so happy? did you found your soulmate?" you ask her again with smile in your face.You hear gasp in other line

"How did you know bestie?" Hana ask with shocking voice

"because your behaviour today very different from always and i still remember that you will tell me that you will call me when you found your soulmate and one thing that you never calling me in the morning until we meet each other in college"you can hear that Hana gasp with exitement

" you know me well, Y/n" Hana compliment you

"are you with him?" you ask with curious voice

"nope, but he will meet me this afternoon at our college and i say that i will introduce you to him first" Hana say with excited voices.You giggle when you hear her excited voices

"i can't wait to meet him" you hear hum from Hana

"me either, i can't wait for Jinwoo to meet my bestfriend forever" Hana replied

"Jinwoo? that's your soulmate name?" you chuckle when you Hana let out shy giggle

"yup, that his name" Hana said with dreamy voice.You can't help but let out biggest smile when you know that your bestfriend really happy when she found her soulmate

"hmm... Y/n" Hana say your name with hesitate

"why you sound scared?" you ask her with curious tone.Hana gone to silent for a few seconds before she speak again in other line

"you don't want look for your soulmate? i mean is already been two years after you get your mark" Hana bite her lip when she don't receive a respond from you.You let out sigh

"i'm not ready yet to meet my soulmates,you know that i not only have one soulmate but i have a 8 soulmates" you whisper to Hana

"alright, i hope you will buy food this afternoon" Hana quickly change the topic when she know that you feel uncomfortable speak about this.You know Hana change the topic because of you

"ok, i will buy you food this afternoon.Don't worry" you play along with her.

Author Pov

Y/n and Hana along with they other friends get out of class when bell ringing.You guys walk to cafeteria for eating after few hours in class.Hana suddenly let out squeal and Y/n look at her

"what's wrong?"Y/n ask with raised eyebrow.Hana quickly go to Y/n with her phone in hand

"Jinwoo already here and he's say that he want to meet us" Hana whisper in Y/n ear.Y/n look suprise when she hear that

"right now?" Y/n whisper back. Hana only nod her head and she pulling Y/n arm after saying goodbye to their other friends.From distance Y/n already can see some guy waiting in college entrance and when he see both of them,he's let out a smile.Hana wave at him with enthusiastic and the guy doing the same

"Jinwoo" Hana shout and hug her soulmate,Jinwoo embracing Hana back

"hey babe" Jinwoo answer with loving voice.Y/n look at them with fondness expression,Hana let go the hug and stand beside Y/n

"this is my bff that i talk about to you this morning,her name is Y/n" Hana introduce Y/n to Jinwoo.Jinwoo let his hand out to shake Y/n hand and Y/n shake his hand back

"Hi Y/n, nice to finally meet you.Hana talking about you since this morning" Jinwoo says while glance at Hana,Hana shyly punch Jinwoo arm.Y/n chuckle at Hana behavior

"nice to meet you too,Jinwoo" Y/n smile softly at him

"let's go eat,i'm hungry" Hana link her arm to Jinwoo arm and Y/n arm.Three of them get out of college and go to restaurant near college

Author pov

in the other side some male group sit together in floor and breathing heavily.Hyunjin lay down at floor after their dance practice and Lee Know taking a gulp of water beside Hyunjin

"huh.... i'm tired" Hyunjin let out heavy breathing

"we done for today" Felix say also breathing heavily.Lee Know and I.N keep quit but looking at both of them with fondness in face.Hyunjin suddenly look at his arm and rub his soulmates mark

"i wonder who our last soulmate is and where are they" Hyunjin mumble but the other three hear what his saying

"me too, i hope we found them" I.N says

"no matter what i will found our last soulmate" Felix says with determined tone.Hyunjin and I.N nod they head.Lee Know only hear their conversation without talking anything.Four of them continue doing their things

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To be continue

Masterlist

Hello, i hope you all enjoy the story and i'm sorry if anything not how you guys expect but i will try my best for doing the story. Tq support my first story and let me know if you wanna be taglist

Teaser for part 2

He and her look at each other eyes and they heart start to beating fast

'who is he?' she says in her heart

'why did my heart beating so fast' he think while he touch his heart

MA'AM I'M DONE- 🫡🥹

hiii can I request an "out of control jeongin and fem!reader" smut cause we love out of control dom jeongin and sub fem!reader yeahhh thank you and love you unniee~ <333

considering i'm not one to write full fics - i'll give you a lengthy list of headcanons/scenarios i think would go down w/ dom!jeongin

warnings : this contains some um. rough? material? like. bdsm-ish related content. (choking, slapping, spanking)

This also looooowkey trails into the dub-con category. Not fully, but Jeongin does shut you up if you whine about how rough he gets. Completely consensual of course!

Headcanons : Dom!OutOfControl!Jeongin

I have some things to say about this.

First off - as soon as you realize he's a little primal when it comes to his sexual urges, you have a talk with him about what is and isn't okay to do with you. Then it's smooth sailing from there.

Dom!Jeongin likes to keep a hold on you during sex because it makes it all the more intimate for him. He doesn't like skinship all that much on the daily, so when he gets to caress your body and hold you close to him during intimate moments - it makes it all the more special, don't you think? he knows so.

But we all know - Dom!Jeongin hasn't just been working out for the fans, or to impress his hyungs - he's also been working out to be able to keep you from squirming away and hold you down as he pistons his hips into yours each night.

Definitely the type to rip your clothing if it comes to you being bratty/him being impatient. He'll snake those long fingers down to your thighs and grip tight to the tights you wear, ripping a hole wide open so it's easy access for him right away - or slip a hand in between the layers of your button up and pull hard so the buttons rip right off the fabric.

Also uses his hands to gag you, shoving his fingers down your throat so you're not mouthing back or whining out about how he's being too rough.

Also the type to take it wherever he wants if you're okay with that type of thing.

Practice room? Pressed up against the mirror until it's fogging over from your breath on it and covered in his handprints from hitting it from behind.

Dressing room? On the poor couch Seungmin had been sleeping on five minutes ago. He's on in 2 minutes but he can make it work - leave you wanting more than just his fingers.

The dorm? On the kitchen counter whether Chan is home or not. He doesn't really give a shit because he does not have the brain capacity in that moment to care or think rationally about what he's doing or who will see.

Going off of that ^ He will absolutely have sex with you in his room whenever the fuck he wants and as loud as he wants because he, again, in the moment can't worry about if Chan will hear or see anything he shouldn't. Honestly? Not that Jeongin would care if Chan saw him fucking you.

But going back to fucking you anywhere - this includes the company cars. Which has led to a few instances of him getting scolded because Minho or Changbin found a small stain on the leather seats and knew exactly where it came from. They don't blame you though - not your fault Jeongin tends to fucking ravage you.

And because he's a little um - over the top? out of control? he tends to have some serious jealousy issues when he's in that mood. If you haven't had sex in two days, he's going to practically seethe in the corner the SECOND Felix touches your arm to pull you into a side hug.

And if it's been longer?? He's not going to let anyone touch you. You'll be in his lap constantly, his arm will be around you - you'll never leave his sight. Overprotective Horny Boyfriend Mode: Activated.

If you're seriously being bratty though, which you should know by now than to be better than that, he's going to result to light impact. Which includes but is not limited to: holding you down to the bed by choking you (not completely, obv. don't die bitch), slapping you across the face/tits when you're squirming too much to get you to sit still, and if it comes to it; slapping your pussy as punishment for talking back/wiggling around/etc.

But his favorite thing to do overall when he's in a mood is to spank you.

Whether it be when you're alone, in front of the guys, it don't matter; walk past him and your ass will get slapped, sit next to him and he'll land one before you hit the couch - and when he boils over and takes you in the nearest location he can, he'll absolutely be slapping your ass in harsh hits each time until your skin is pink and stinging for hours after.

Ass man, I said it.

currently feeling v soft and wondering what your thoughts about jeongin and y/n being laid in bed together with soft music playing as they share little kisses together 🥺

btw i love your writing so much! thankyou for writing, i hope you have a great rest of your day <3

a/n: oh my goodness, I was totally having an off day today but this whole scene and message made me feel better and thank you for enjoying my work!🥺❤ this so soft and loving, I want to have that one day. I added 2 of my all time favorite songs that they sing to each other.

you and me

yang jeongin x gn!reader

wc: 1,000+

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the sun was gone and the moon shone bright through the shades of the window. a calm, quiet cool night. with people starting a night of fun on the town, others staying to watch a movie, others already sleep. the day had come and gone like any other day. a normal regular day like always.

my day ended with jeonginn stopping by to spend his evening with me. every friday or so(when he wasn't busy) for the past year, one of us would come over and just spend time together. alone with no one to bother us.

every time, it was different but always ended the same way. with cuddles on the bed. just a soft memorable thing each time. when it first started, it was us watching youtube in silence. enjoying each other's company. to drawing shapes or words on the other's body and have them guess what it is. sometimes it just quiet, with jeongin's soft snores because he fell asleep. most times it's like how it is right.

I smiled as I heard jeongin hum along to the song that was currently playing low in the room. a song from a playlist we created together for cuddly times like this. dim lights, soft tunes playing in the background just enough to where we can hear it, and just us two under a blanket. jeongin in the center of the bed on his back with his arm wrapped around me, squeezing me every now and then. 

I laid into his chest drawing little patterns or playing with his fingers on his hand that laid on his stomach. one of my legs across his body. I felt jeongin move his hand into my hair and start massaging my scalp. I sighed as I melted into his touch. I tilted my head up and left a kiss on his jaw, making him smile brightly. he pulled me up some, making us meet face to face. 

he kissed my forehead, eyes, nose, and down to my lips. I giggled into my simple kiss, taking him all in. it was a loving and long kiss. one that could make you smile for the rest of your days. like savoring your favorite drink on a warm sunny day or eating your favorite candy.

no words had to be said by either of us, just through the simple actions we were doing right then and there. times like this don't happen often, but when they do. it feels like the clock stops ticking and nothing else in the world matters.

jeongin placed his forehead to mine as the song faded away to play the next one. I heard the strum of the guitar enter the room, making me close my eyes. you and me by lifehouse. a song that summed up the whole mood of our time together right now.

jeongin started singing along to the chours as he locked our fingers together. my heart swelled with even more love and awe as I watched him bring our joined hands up to his lips, placing a light kiss on the back of my hand.

I leaned up to kiss him once more, before placing my head back on his chest- leaving a kiss there as well. as the second chours came in, I joined in with jeongin, only humming. I felt him move his arm so he could stroke my back.

all the love and care inside the room, you could possibly feel it out into the hall. there is so much of it, I never want to let go or have this day end. puppy dog love is what some of the members call it to tease us. hey, if it always leads to this, call it whatever you like. I wouldn't change a single thing about us. 

jeongin put both his arms around me as I nuzzled into his neck. he let out a heavy quiet laugh that you could feel vibrate in his chest. I wish every night to be like this all the time, but for now friday's works for me. the song was coming to an end as jeongin came to sang aloud once more.

"what day is it?

and in what month?

this clock never seemed so alive."

an ad started to play, making jeongin and I groan. we soon got over it as he placed a kiss on the top of my head and hummed out of contentment.

"I want every day to be like this." I said quietly, looking up at him. I mirrored the smile he gave me as jeongin heard me. "me too." he said. "maybe we can add a second day." I suggested. "hum, and what day would that be baby?" he asked, pushing the hair the fell in my face. "saturday." I said, with a big smile. 

jeongin laughed with his head tilted back. "so you mean tomorrow?" he asked with his infamous eye-y smile. with a nodded, "yep." I said, elongating the 'e' sound before popping the 'p' at the end. he shook his head and placed his lips back onto mine once again. "god, I love you much." he said into the kiss. I smiled as we pulled away. with the most love I have ever felt, I looked him in the eyes. "and I love you so much as well." I said.

the next song started to play finally, making us both go silent again. this time being wanted by hunter hayes. I started to sing along this time while looking at jeongin. jeongin just admired me with all the love in the world from what I could tell.

"cause I wanna wrap you up…" I tightened my grip around him.

"wanna kiss your lips…" placing a quick kiss to his lips. 

"I wanna make you feel wanted and I wanna call you mine…" I cupped his cheek with a laugh, which made him blush. 

"wanna hold your hand forever…" interlocking our fingers again.

"never let you forget it, yeah I wanna make you feel wanted" I ended with blush on my cheeks as well.

I hid my head in his neck as he laughed at me. "you're so cute." he said, hugging me. "does that mean we can spend saturday nights together now?" I asked in a muffled voice. "maybe." jeongin laughed out before placing a final kiss to my head.

only you | y.j.i

-> the first i love you m.list

pairing... bf!jeongin x gn!reader tags... fluff, established relationship, soft pda, skz teasing their maknae 😖

jeongin doesn’t like affection. except when it comes from you, and only you.

wc... 933 words a/n... inspired by this request! this took much longer to write than i would've liked hahaha,, but here it is! it's a bit different that the others but i really did enjoy making it so i hope you all enjoy <3 let me know what you think!!!

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“This can't actually be my mission, it's impossible!” Jisung exclaimed in disbelief. He showed the camera his paper which read ‘Hug I.N for 5 seconds.’

Everyone knew that the youngest of the group valued his personal space, which posed a huge challenge for Jisung. It didn’t help that Jisung was terribly obvious about his mission, making his target even harder to catch. He spent the whole day chasing Jeongin around the venue of their shoot trying to wrap his arms around the boy. But, it was all to no avail, and he had failed his mission—which surprised no one.

Although the shoot was finished and the missions were over, Jisung was still trying to succeed, even getting the other members to help him.

“Yah, get away from me!” Jeongin laughed as he moved to shield himself behind the black couch by the dressing room's wall, crouching down in an attempt to protect himself. “Why are you all chasing me? I've done nothing wrong!”

“You know, all you’ve done is corner yourself. Now Jisung is guaranteed to get you.” Seungmin remarked unhelpfully from the corner of the room, where he watched the whole scene with an amused smile on his face.

Jeongin’s jaw dropped as Jisung moved forward to grab him, but the younger boy quickly escaped. However, Jisung managed to capture his arm, keeping him from leaving successfully.

“I got you, Innie-ah! Now you have to accept my hug!” Jisung taunted in a singsong voice, as Jeongin wriggled his arm.

“I don't want your hugs. I don’t want your affection, shoo! Leave me and my personal space alone,” he cried, trying to pull away from his captor.

Minho scoffed at the youngest as he continued to struggle in Jisung's grasp. “Don't lie, you loooove affection. We see you with Y/n all the time, you stick to them like a puppy to its mother!”

As if on cue, the door to the dressing room creaked open, drawing the eight boys’ attention to the person walking through.

“Y/n!” Jeongin came running to you, finally breaking free from Jisung's hold. He hid behind your back, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “Save me, please. They’re trying to attack me, or something.”

Taken aback, you laughed as you watched Minho point at Jeongin and shout, “See, you just proved my point!”

Jeongin tucked his head into your neck, shielding himself from his older members’ teases. You greeted the other members with a shy smile, dragging yourself and your koala of a boyfriend to sit on the couch.

“What did you guys do to him?” After a failed attempt to pry Jeongin off of your body, you gave up and leaned back on the couch as the other boys continued to tease him.

“We didn’t do anything! He won’t let us do anything.” Jisung crossed his arms and playfully pouted.

“Alright, alright,” Chan lightly tugged Jisung towards the door. “Let's let the love birds have some alone time.”

Jeongin scrunched his nose at the title, making some of the guys snicker.

“We'll be back in ten minutes, don't do anything dumb!” With that, the seven boys left you and Jeongin alone to lounge on the dressing room couch.

Though he was still sprawled atop your body, Jeongin seemed to relax at the absence of his members and melt further in your arms, making you smile at the boy.

“So, what was all that about?” You tangled your fingers in Jeongin’s curls, twirling the soft strands.

“Jisung had a dumb mission for our video and they all ganged up on me.” He looked up at you with a pout situated on his face. “They’re bullies, I’m telling you.”

Jeongin buried his face in your neck, rubbing his face against the soft fabric of your turtleneck. You gently massaged the base of his nape, humming as you urged him to continue his story.

“I was running away from them all day, mostly to make Jisung fail his mission,” he let out a chuckle. “But I also didn't feel up for any of their affection. I don't like when people get all up in my personal space.”

“What? But you love when I'm all affectionate with you,” you teased, poking at your boyfriend's cheek.

“Yeah, I’m only like that with you! You make me feel giddy and happy and sweet when I’m around you.” Jeongin mumbled into your shirt. “But that's probably because I love you.”

Your eyes widened at his confession and you nervously let out a breathy laugh. “What did you just say?”

“I love you?” Jeongin tilted his head up at you, confusion clouding his eyes. “Have I not told you that before?”

“No, no you have not,” you laughed softly as you gently moved him off your chest and guided his head so that you were eye-to-eye. “You really mean it?”

Jeongin flashed a gentle smile, showing off his adorable dimples, and brought his hand to the side of your face. His thumb brushed the apple of your cheek as he replied, “Of course I mean it. I love you, and only you”

You placed your hand over his and guided it back to place it on your neck. You pulled him into a hug, your arms tightened around his middle, and you whispered into his ear, “I love you, too, Innie.”

Behind the door, you could vaguely hear Jisung whining about failing his mission, but you paid him no mind. You were already set on soaking up the rest of your ten minutes of peace with your one and only sweet, cuddly, and affectionate boyfriend in your arms.

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the doorbell rings right as you bury your face in jeongin's chest, arms wrapped tight around his warm body. you make a point of sighing as loudly as you can, even though the noise is muffled by his shirt.

"baby, I...can you, like-" he starts, trying to wiggle his way out from under you to see who's come to interrupt your time together.

of course, you don't plan on cooperating. instead, you wriggle further up his body until your nose is pressed against his neck and your arms are wrapped around him again like his personal cuddlebug.

he seems to get the impression that you're not exactly enthusiastic about the idea of moving anywhere for at least another hour, but he feels bad because he's pretty sure it's felix at the door, coming to ask for his headset back.

"alright, in that case," he says as he sits up, bringing you with him, "you can come with."

and so he somehow manages to stand with you still clinging to him, and as he stumbles towards the front door he can't help but feel a bit like a mother koala carrying her sleepy young.

the ringing of the doorbell doesn't stop until he actually opens the door, and as it turns out, it was indeed felix coming for his headset.

"hey, just wanted the headset back since we're about to-" felix pauses as he looks up, "um, hi Y/N."

you reply with a quiet hum in greeting, your face still hidden from view against jeongin's shoulder.

"anyway, that's all I'm here for."

jeongin shuffles back into the apartment, searching for the headset while simultaneously trying not to drop you or fall over. once he succeeds in his mission and felix is on his way, he returns to his position on the couch.

you can't help but let out a series of giggles at his dedication to travelling around the apartment with you instead of dropping you off on the cushions, and he joins you laughing as whatever netflix series you were watching plays in the background.

kissing your nose softly, he doesn't even have to speak for you to know what's on his mind.

yes, this is love. this is happiness.

Can I ask for a drabble or one shot about sub jeongin getting breed and face fuck (Jeongin will sit on the reader's face but.. if you comfortable, ofc!) by the male reader? ^^ thank you

Have a great day/night!<3

First. Shiiiit, I erased everything.

Hello, sure! You are my first request, and I have never written for Jeongin so I hope this is alright! Feels nice to write out of my comfort zone once in a while lmfao.

I'm just sorry it took so long, I have so much homework and work- I hope you like it! :D

Sub!Jeongin (skz) x Male!Reader Drabble

Warnings: NSFW/Minors dni, pwp, rough sex, unprotected sex (sTay SafE), breeding, anal fucking, established relationship, rimming, blowjob, face-fucking, bit of spanking, I think that's all.

Word count: 907

Jeongin pulled away from his master's cock and gasped. His thighs trembled and twitched as he tried to lift his hips away from his master's face, feeling the knot in his stomach about to snap due to his master's tongue feverously licking into him, but unable to cum just yet.

His efforts were useless, as his master gripped his thighs harder in place, determined to make him cum and disobey the order of not cumming before he fucks him. It just gave his master a reason to fuck him as roughly as he pleased.

Jeongin whines, eyebrows furrowing and eyes closing tight as his master hollowed his cheeks in a sucking motion while the tip of his tongue was still rubbing against that small, unique-textured bump inside of him that had him constantly twitching.

"H-hyung~..." Jeongin was able to say in between moans and pants and sloppy sounds due to the excessive saliva in his hole. "H-hyung... I n-need to c-cum..."

His master just held on tighter to his thighs, tongue rubbing faster against his prostate. Jeongin whined and went back to sucking his master's cock, slowly inching it back into his throat and shuddering when his master moaned into his asshole. When he found it impossible to ignore the need to come anymore, his hips began swiveling in circles, staccato moans vibrating against his master's cock and causing his master to begin thrusting his hips upwards into the warm heat. Jeongin closed his eyes tightly right before he released all over his master's chest.

His high was elongated as his master didn't cease the ministrations on his prostate, but it came to a stop as overstimulation took over him. He whimpered when his master wouldn't cease his thrusts into his mouth either, pushing deeper into his burning throat. He knew better than to stay still and take it until his master asked him to stop.

Jeongin yelped when his master pulled his hair harshly to remove his mouth from his cock and abruptly spanked him hard enough to leave a red imprint of his hand over the skin. Jeongin was finally able to lift up his hips slightly, thighs trembling more than before, panting and throat feeling sore.

"G-get on all fours, pretty foxie" His master ordered while catching his breath. Jeongin did as instructed, climbing off his master's face and positioning himself on his hands and knees over the bed. His master was soon enough behind him, opening the lube bottle and dripping a generous amount right over his hole while holding one of his ass cheeks open. Jeongin sealed his lips when he felt the ice-cold liquid against his entrance. Once he discarded the bottle, he began rubbing the gaping hole with his fingertip in circles.

"Didn't follow the rules..." His master murmured, finger moving away to press the tip of his cock against his entrance, head catching against the rim. He held onto Jeongin's waist with one hand, and with a swift move, he pushed into him. Jeongin nearly screamed at the pressure applied against his hole as it obscenely opened up to give space for his master's girth. After all, he wasn't prepared by more than his master's tongue. He took a few deep breaths, trying to get accustomed to the sudden stretch.

His master pulled out of him until only the head of his cock is once again the only reason to keep Jeongin's hole split, just to snap his hips hard into him.

Jeongin moans loudly as his master keeps up this pace, rubbing against his prostate without mercy with every thrust. His master leans over him, pressing his chest against his back and holding his waist to keep him in position. This gives his master better mobility to speed up his thrusts, and Jeongin's body jolts forward due to the relentless pace. Jeongin is sure his arms have already given out to hold him, but his master's arm securely around his waist kept him up.

Jeongin's staccato moans grow in pitch as his head falls in between his shoulders, throat still bothering him from the previous face-fucking, feeling his release once again approaching as his owner keeps railing him from behind and pressing against his prostate in a torturous way. His back arched involuntarily to try to relieve some of the overwhelming stimulation on his prostate, his master's panting against his ear, but it was useless. Just a few more thrusts and he would be sent over the edge, and his master's thrusts were becoming sloppier, announcing his release was soon too.

This never happened for Jeongin, but he cried out when his master gave a rather harsh thrust, body roughly jolting forward more than previously, and arms finally giving up any strength left. His head fell against the bed, hands curled in fists on each side and upper body leaning forward as his master cummed inside of him.

Jeongin felt him pull out a few seconds after and whined, his release taken from him mercilessly. His master only chuckled behind him in between pants, holding both Jeongin's asscheeks and parting them open, watching as his own cum dribbled out of the abused, pink hole, gaping around nothing.

"I'm not done with you yet, baby, don't worry..." His master said enticed by the sight before pushing his cock into the warm tightness once again slowly as Jeongin let out an elongated moan, his master's cum going back inside too.

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a/n: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!! this is for @viaxslz <33

JEONGIN X HYUNJIN’S LITTLE SISTER! READER

꒰ 🖇️ ꒱ Jeongin has been shamelessly flirting with you for weeks, completely unaware that you're Hyunjin's younger sister. When things escalate to a quiet moment in the JYP practice room, Hyunjin catches Jeongin about to kiss you...

Genre: Fluff, Humor

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Jeongin had been feeling pretty confident lately. He had gotten closer to you over the past few weeks, ever since you started hanging around the JYP building more often, claiming you were there to “visit a friend.” He couldn’t resist the teasing, the flirting, the playful comments — and most importantly, the way you smiled at him every time. It was like you were in on a secret, a secret he definitely wanted to be a part of.

But there was one very important fact Jeongin had overlooked: who you were.

Today was no different. The rest of the Stray Kids members were scattered in various practice rooms, working on their routines. Jeongin had snuck away, looking for some peace and quiet when he ran into you in the hallway. You greeted him with a playful smile, and he knew this was his chance to continue his little game.

"Well, well, well, if it isn’t the prettiest person I’ve ever led my eyes on," Jeongin said with a grin, his tone as smooth as butter.

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the smile that tugged at your lips. "Jeongin, you really need to work on those lines."

He shrugged, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms, his grin never fading. "What can I say? I just say what I feel."

"Really?" you teased, raising an eyebrow. "Is that why you’re always following me around?"

Jeongin chuckled, pushing off the wall and taking a step closer to you. "Maybe I just like being around you. You ever think of that?"

Your heart skipped a beat at his sudden closeness, but you maintained your composure. "Oh? And why’s that?"

Jeongin leaned in just slightly, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "Maybe because you're fun to talk to. Or maybe because you look really cute when you’re flustered."

Before you could come up with a witty response, Jeongin gently grabbed your hand and tugged you toward an empty practice room, the mischievous glint in his eyes making you both curious and nervous. “Come on, let's get out of this hallway before someone thinks I’m kidnapping you."

The room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of the mirror lights reflecting off the walls. You found yourself standing in the corner of the practice room, the atmosphere suddenly much more intimate. Jeongin hadn't let go of your hand, and you felt your pulse quicken as he slowly closed the distance between you.

"Jeongin, what are you doing?" you asked softly, though you made no attempt to pull away.

"Just seeing where this goes," he replied, his voice teasing but his eyes serious. He took another step, his face now just inches from yours. "You okay with that?"

Your breath hitched as you stared into his dark eyes. The teasing, playful Jeongin had been replaced by someone more earnest, more confident. Your heart pounded in your chest, and you felt yourself leaning closer, drawn to him in a way that felt inevitable.

Then, just as Jeongin’s lips hovered dangerously close to yours, the door to the practice room swung open with a loud bang.

“What the HELL is going on in here?!”

You both froze, eyes widening in horror as Hyunjin — your very overprotective older brother — stood in the doorway, looking like he was ready to explode. His eyes zeroed in on Jeongin, who still had his hand wrapped around yours and was mere centimeters away from your face.

Jeongin quickly dropped your hand and stepped back like he had been burned, his face a mixture of shock and panic. “H-Hyung!”

“Hyunjin!” you yelped, stepping between the two boys as if to shield Jeongin from whatever wrath your brother was about to unleash.

Hyunjin’s eyes narrowed dangerously, crossing his arms over his chest. “Jeongin, what exactly were you about to do with my sister?”

Jeongin blinked, completely thrown off. “S-sister? Wait… what?!”

Hyunjin’s glare intensified. “Yes, Jeongin. My younger sister. The one you were two seconds away from kissing or… whatever you wanted to do.”

You watched in morbid fascination as Jeongin’s brain worked overtime to catch up. He stared at you, then back at Hyunjin, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Y/N… You’re Hyunjin’s sister?!”

You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly, your cheeks were burning. “Uh… surprise?”

The color drained from Jeongin’s face as the full weight of the situation crashed down on him. He looked from you to Hyunjin, realizing the disaster he had just walked into. "Oh my god. I didn’t know! Hyung, I swear, I didn’t know she was your sister!"

Hyunjin stepped forward, his expression unreadable.

Jeongin shook his head furiously. “I mean, I wouldn’t have— I didn’t— I mean, I wouldn’t be—”

Hyunjin raised a hand to stop his babbling, his eyes dark and serious. “Jeongin, were you flirting with my sister??? I was having a break and Changbin told me that YOU and HER were together ALONE in the practice room.”

Jeongin gulped, glancing nervously at you for help, but you were too busy trying not to laugh at the chaos unfolding before you. Finally, he sighed in defeat. “Yes. I was. I didn’t know she was your sister, but I’ve kinda… liked her for a while.”

Hyunjin blinked, the hard exterior cracking just slightly as surprise flickered across his face. “You… like her?”

Jeongin nodded, his voice quieter now. “Yeah. I do. And I wasn’t just messing around, Hyung. I really like her.”

You felt your heart skip a beat at his confession, your gaze softening as you watched the usually confident Jeongin stumble over his words, clearly trying to figure out how to navigate this very precarious situation.

Hyunjin, on the other hand, seemed to be processing the revelation in real-time. He turned to you, his brow furrowed. “And you? Do you… like him back?”

You hesitated for a moment, but then nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Yeah, I do.”

Hyunjin let out a long sigh, running a hand through his hair as if this whole situation had aged him five years. “I can’t believe this.”

Jeongin, sensing a chance to salvage the situation, stepped forward. “Hyung, I swear, I’ll treat her well. I wasn’t trying to hide anything, I just didn’t know—”

Hyunjin held up a hand, silencing him. “Look, Jeongin, I know you. You’re a good guy, but this is still weird for me, okay? She’s my little sister. I’m supposed to protect her.”

After a long moment of awkward silence, Hyunjin sighed again and shook his head. “Alright, listen. If you really want to date my sister, then fine. But,” he added, narrowing his eyes at Jeongin, “if you hurt her, I will personally make sure you regret it. Understand?”

Jeongin nodded vigorously. “Yes, Hyung. Absolutely.”

Hyunjin turned to you, his expression softening slightly. “And you? You sure you wanna date him?”

You laughed, nodding. “Yeah, I’m sure.”

With that, Hyunjin rolled his eyes and walked toward the door, muttering something about “never catching a break.” But before he left, he paused and glanced over his shoulder at Jeongin. “By the way, you might want to keep the kissing to a minimum. I have eyes everywhere.”

Jeongin gulped, his face turning beet red, and you burst out laughing as Hyunjin finally left the room.

Jeongin turned to you, still flustered but now wearing a small smile. “Well… that was terrifying.”

You grinned, stepping closer to him again. “Yeah, but kind of worth it, don’t you think?”

Jeongin chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Definitely worth it.”

And this time, with Hyunjin nowhere in sight, Jeongin finally closed the gap and kissed you.

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From that day forward, Jeongin would tread carefully around Hyunjin, but the teasing glances, stolen kisses, and soft smiles shared between you and Jeongin were more than enough to make it worth the risk.

Keep it secret | Jeongin x Reader

Even tho your relationship is secret, Jeongin asks you to come with him at the milano fashion week. You have to try your best to perfectly fake being a manager.

a/n: you can tell I LOVE fashion shows!

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The chaos of fashion week was palpable from the moment you touched down in Milan. The air buzzed with anticipation, a hum of energy that clung to the cobbled streets, and the world’s finest designers and most iconic models seemed to glide over it effortlessly. You had to remind yourself to keep your cool, though it was easier said than done when you were walking into one of the biggest events of the year — the Bottega Veneta fashion show. Not as an ordinary attendee, though. No, this time, you were walking into it as the secret girlfriend of Yang Jeongin.

Jeongin, with his signature charm and confident smile, was as much a part of the event as the models, yet your heart still fluttered when you saw him, even after months of keeping your relationship under wraps. Every stolen glance, every subtle touch shared away from the limelight, had built an intimacy that you treasured, but hiding it was becoming increasingly difficult. Especially now.

You could still hear his soft voice from this morning in your head. He had smiled at you over the breakfast table, his eyes dancing with mischief, as he casually dropped the bomb.

“I want you to come with me,” he had said, his lips quirking into a smile.

“To Milan?” you had asked, nearly choking on your coffee.

“To the Bottega Veneta show at fashion week. I’ll get you in as a manager, and no one will suspect a thing.” His eyes twinkled with excitement, but you knew better. The man could have been a professional poker player with how well he masked his emotions in public, but you could tell by the way his fingers had tapped the table lightly that he was nervous.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want you there — quite the opposite. He wanted nothing more than to walk arm in arm with you, to show the world that you were his. But, as one of the rising stars in the K-pop scene, there were pressures and expectations, fans and media that scrutinized every single move.

You had agreed, of course, but as you sat in the limousine that was slowly crawling toward the venue, the gravity of the situation weighed down on you. You could feel your heart thudding against your chest. Jeongin sat across from you, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, his hair styled to perfection, his features sharp and striking. It wasn’t fair how effortlessly he looked like he belonged at these events, while you, draped in an elegant dress that he’d handpicked for you, felt like an imposter.

“You look stunning,” he said softly, as though reading your mind.

You blushed, glancing out the window to avoid his gaze. “Don’t say that. You’ll make it harder for me to act like your manager.”

His chuckle was low, barely audible, but it warmed you nonetheless. He leaned in, his fingers brushing yours ever so slightly. The gesture was small, but it was enough to send a shiver down your spine.

“You’ll do great,” he whispered. “Just… don’t let them catch us.”

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The fashion show was a dazzling blur of lights, music, and beautifully crafted designs. The moment you stepped onto the plush carpet leading into the venue, cameras flashed in every direction, capturing every movement of the celebrities and fashion icons in attendance. You kept your distance from Jeongin, trailing behind as any good manager would, though your heart tugged with every step that separated you.

Every now and then, you felt his eyes on you — a fleeting glance here, a brief brush of hands there — all while pretending you were nothing more than a member of his team. He greeted the designers, smiled for the cameras, and even posed with a few celebrities, his face lighting up in that way only he could manage.

You tried to focus on your role, to blend into the background as you observed the crowd. But every time your fingers accidentally brushed against his, or your shoulders bumped as you navigated the tight spaces, a spark ignited. It was intoxicating, the way the most innocent of touches held so much weight. The world may not have known, but between the two of you, every glance, every whisper was charged with a secret.

At one point during the show, when the lights dimmed for a brief intermission, Jeongin leaned over. His voice was barely a murmur, his lips just inches from your ear. “You’re handling this better than I thought.”

You smiled, trying to suppress the warmth that spread across your cheeks. “You’re not making it easy.”

He chuckled softly. “I know. But I can’t help it.”

The fabric of his hand brushed against yours once again, but before either of you could react, a photographer’s flash went off close by, reminding you both of where you were. Jeongin quickly pulled back, his expression shifting into one of professionalism as if the moment had never happened.

But it had, and you felt the lingering effect long after.

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The after-party was another test in patience. The music was loud, the champagne flowing freely as models and designers mingled with guests in an opulent ballroom that overlooked the city. Jeongin had kept his distance for most of the evening, busy making the rounds and schmoozing with industry insiders. Every now and then, he would send you a discreet smile or a playful wink, but it was never more than that.

You couldn’t wait for the night to be over. The tension between you two was almost unbearable, a tight string that threatened to snap at any moment. And when it finally did, it wasn’t in the way you expected.

As the party began to wind down and people started to trickle out, Jeongin found his way back to you. His hand grazed yours briefly before pulling back, a reminder that you still had to be careful. "Ready to leave?" he asked quietly, his eyes scanning the room.

"More than ready," you replied, your voice barely audible over the music.

Together, you slipped out of the venue, avoiding the main exit where paparazzi were camped out, waiting for a glimpse of any celebrity they could get. Instead, you followed Jeongin through a quieter side exit, where a limousine was waiting. The driver opened the door for you both, and as soon as it shut behind you, the pretense of professionalism dissolved.

The moment you were out of sight, Jeongin’s hand found yours again, but this time he didn’t pull away. His fingers intertwined with yours, and he let out a sigh, his body relaxing into the seat.

“That was torture,” he admitted, turning to face you.

You laughed, leaning your head against the back of the seat. “You’re telling me. I think I nearly forgot how to breathe back there.”

He smiled, his eyes softening as they roamed your face. “But you did amazing.”

“You weren’t so bad yourself,” you teased, though your voice was softer now, more intimate.

Jeongin shifted closer, his knee brushing against yours, his hand now resting fully on your thigh. “I hated every second of pretending you weren’t mine,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Your heart fluttered at his words, and before you knew it, you were leaning in, closing the distance between you. The kiss was soft at first, slow, like the two of you were still testing the waters even though you had kissed a hundred times before. But it didn’t stay that way for long.

The tension that had built up throughout the night — the stolen glances, the brief touches, the whispered words — all came crashing down as your lips met his. The kiss deepened, your hands sliding up his chest and into his hair, pulling him closer. Jeongin groaned softly against your lips, his hands slipping to your waist as he tugged you into him.

The limousine felt smaller by the second as you struggled to get as close to him as possible, the weight of the evening melting away with every kiss, every touch. His hand slid up the back of your neck, his fingers threading through your hair as he pulled you impossibly closer, his lips never leaving yours.

“I missed this,” he murmured between kisses, his voice breathless. “Missed you.”

You smiled against his lips. “We were together all night.”

“Not like this,” he whispered, his thumb brushing against your jaw as he pulled back just enough to meet your gaze. His eyes were dark, filled with an intensity that made your breath hitch.

“No,” you agreed softly, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “Not like this.”

For a few moments, neither of you said anything, just held each other close, basking in the warmth of the moment. The city lights outside flickered by, casting fleeting shadows across the inside of the limo, but in this space — in this quiet, stolen moment — it felt like you were the only two people in the world.

As the car rolled on through the streets of Milan, Jeongin’s arms wrapped tighter around you, pulling you close to his chest as he kissed your forehead. "One day," he murmured against your skin, his voice barely a whisper. "One day, we won’t have to hide anymore."

You smiled, closing your eyes and sinking into his embrace, content with the secret world you had carved out for yourselves, even if just for tonight.

"One day…" you whispered back.

Yknow how skz is always carrying each other? Remember that one clip where they were all carrying I.N.? Can I request a I.N. x fem! 9th member reader? Where I.N. is like grr im strong too and snatches up reader and starts running away while the other members chase him to "save" the reader from the "evil" Jeongin?

JEONGIN X READER

thank you so much i had so much fun writing this!!

It had been a long day of rehearsals, and you were backstage with Stray Kids, trying to unwind. The atmosphere was lively as everyone chatted, stretched, and joked around. You were seated comfortably on a couch, sandwiched between Chan and Felix, who were scrolling through their phones and sharing memes. The rest of the members were scattered around, lounging or grabbing snacks from the refreshment table.

Jeongin, or I.N as the fans called him, had been unusually quiet. He sat across from you, his gaze flickering between the members with a mischievous glint in his eye. You raised an eyebrow, sensing something was up, but before you could ask, he suddenly stood up and cleared his throat.

“Y/N, I have something to prove,” he announced, crossing his arms and looking down at you with a playful smirk.

You tilted your head, a grin creeping onto your face. “Oh? And what might that be?”

Jeongin straightened up, flexing his arms. “Everyone always says I’m the baby of the group, the one who needs to be taken care of. But I’m strong, too!” His tone was filled with mock bravado, and you couldn’t help but chuckle.

Changbin, who was sitting nearby, snorted and exchanged a knowing look with Hyunjin. “Yeah, sure you are, Jeongin,” Changbin teased, crossing his arms. “You can barely open a jar of pickles without help.”

The room burst into laughter, and Jeongin’s face turned slightly red. “Hey, I’m stronger than I look!” he defended, looking at you with a determined glint in his eye.

Before you knew it, Jeongin had taken a step forward and, in one swift motion, scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder. A gasp escaped your lips as you found yourself dangling upside down, clutching onto him to avoid slipping.

“Jeongin! What are you doing?” you managed to exclaim, though you couldn’t help but laugh. The room erupted into chaos as the other members stood up, feigning shock and outrage.

“Oh no, he’s taken her!” Felix cried, his eyes wide with exaggerated horror.

Chan sprang into action, pointing dramatically at Jeongin. “Put her down, you evil villain!” he shouted, barely holding back a grin.

But Jeongin was already on the move, bolting towards the door. “Sorry, guys, but Y/N’s coming with me!” he called over his shoulder, laughing as he sprinted into the hallway with you still hanging over his shoulder.

The other members didn’t waste a second before springing into action. They shot each other a quick glance, a silent agreement passing between them, and then they took off after Jeongin, their footsteps echoing through the hallway.

“Jeongin, you get back here!” Seungmin shouted, his voice filled with mock urgency. He was trailing close behind, with Han and Hyunjin on his heels. You could hear Chan and Felix not far behind, the whole group chasing after Jeongin like a pack of determined rescue heroes.

As Jeongin ran, you couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. You were still slung over his shoulder, bouncing with each step he took. He rounded a corner, darting into a narrow hallway that led to the dressing rooms, clearly trying to outsmart the others by taking the least obvious route.

“Are you having fun yet?” Jeongin asked, his voice breathless but filled with excitement.

You laughed, reaching up to lightly smack his back. “You’re so gonna pay for this, Jeongin,” you teased, though you were grinning ear to ear.

“I’ll take my chances,” he replied, picking up his pace as he heard the others gaining on him.

Hyunjin was the first to appear around the corner, his eyes locking onto you and Jeongin. “I see them!” he called back to the rest of the group, pointing dramatically as if he were a soldier in a high-stakes mission.

Jeongin took off again, heading for the exit that led to the outdoor courtyard. He burst through the door, and you both were greeted by the cool evening air. The sky was starting to darken, the first stars beginning to peek through as you made your way outside. He finally slowed to a stop, setting you down gently. You staggered a bit, catching your breath and giving him a playful glare.

“You’re in so much trouble,” you said, folding your arms as you tried to regain your balance.

But Jeongin only grinned, unfazed by your mock anger. “It was worth it,” he said, catching his breath as well.

Just then, the rest of the group burst through the door, surrounding you both. Chan took the lead, hands on his hips as he looked Jeongin up and down.

“Alright, Jeongin, hand her over,” Chan said, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Jeongin put his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay, you caught me,” he said, stepping back with a sheepish grin.

Seungmin shook his head, crossing his arms as he looked at Jeongin. “I didn’t know you had it in you, man. Kidnapping Y/N right under our noses. Bold move.”

Felix stepped forward, pulling you into a protective side-hug. “You’re safe now,” he said, winking at you. “We won’t let the evil Jeongin get to you again.”

Jeongin rolled his eyes, laughing as he looked at the group. “Alright, alright. But admit it, you were all impressed by my skills,” he said, puffing out his chest in mock pride.

Han snorted, patting Jeongin on the back. “I’ll admit, you gave us a good chase. But don’t get too comfortable—we’ll be keeping an eye on you.”

The group started heading back inside, laughing and chatting as they made their way through the hallways. Jeongin walked beside you, occasionally glancing over with a playful grin, clearly proud of his little escapade.

As you reached the lounge area, everyone settled back in, the adrenaline from the chase starting to wear off. Changbin handed you a bottle of water, which you gratefully accepted, taking a long sip as you tried to catch your breath.

Chan leaned back, stretching his arms over his head. “Alright, I think we need to implement some new security protocols around here. We can’t have Y/N getting kidnapped again,” he joked, earning a laugh from the group.

Jeongin sat next to you, nudging your shoulder. “So, how’d I do? Was that a successful kidnapping or what?”

You rolled your eyes, smiling as you shook your head. “It was… impressive. I didn’t think you had it in you.”

Jeongin grinned, clearly pleased with himself. “See? I told you I’m strong!”

Felix leaned over, patting Jeongin on the shoulder. “Just remember, though—you mess with Y/N, you mess with all of us.”

Jeongin laughed, nodding in agreement. “Alright, alright. Lesson learned.”

The conversation gradually shifted as everyone settled back into their usual banter, talking about everything from upcoming schedules to their favorite snacks. The playful tension from the chase had dissolved, leaving behind an even stronger sense of camaraderie and warmth.

The evening carried on, and soon it was time to wrap up for the day. The members gathered their belongings, chatting and laughing as they prepared to head back to their dorms. Jeongin approached you one last time, scratching the back of his head as he gave you an apologetic smile.

“Hey, thanks for going along with my crazy idea,” he said, his tone more sincere now. “I hope I didn’t actually freak you out or anything.”

You shook your head, smiling as you looked up at him. “Not at all. It was fun. I think we all needed a little break from reality.”

He nodded, his expression softening. “Good. I’m glad. I wanted to make sure you were having a good time, too.”

As you left the building with the group, walking down the dimly lit street towards the van, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude. These moments of spontaneous fun, the ridiculous antics, and the unwavering support of each other—these were the memories that made everything worthwhile.

The van ride back was filled with laughter as the members recounted the chase, each one adding their own exaggerated details and perspectives. Hyunjin insisted he’d almost caught Jeongin, while Han claimed he had a plan to intercept him at the courtyard but got “distracted by a squirrel.”

By the time you reached the dorms, everyone was exhausted but in high spirits. You stepped out of the van, and Chan clapped his hands together, turning to the group.

“Alright, everyone, get some rest. We’ve got another big day tomorrow,” he said, his tone gentle but authoritative.

You and Jeongin exchanged a final glance, both of you smiling as you headed towards your respective rooms. Just before you entered, Jeongin called out to you.

“Hey, Y/N?”

You turned, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

He hesitated for a moment, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. “Next time, maybe you can be the one to kidnap me.”

You laughed, nodding as you opened the door. “Deal.”

As you closed the door behind you, you couldn’t help but smile. Being part of this crazy, chaotic family had its challenges, but moments like these made you feel like you belonged. And as you lay down to rest, you found yourself looking forward to the next adventure with your seven mischievous friends, knowing that no matter what happened, you’d always have each other’s backs.

DAY 20 — NOONA

PAIRING: jeongin x fem!reader

GENRE: smut, oral (male) receiving, age gap, praising, cum eating. nicknames (pretty boy, baby boy), masturbation.

WARNINGS: smut, +18

“please noona” jeongin begged. the poor little boy was sitting on a chair with his legs open exposing his big hard cock.

it was common for you to find that jeongin was horny almost all the time, i mean, he couldn’t stop looking how pretty your ass looked under that pretty skirt and how your tits bounced as you walked.

always saying “you look very pretty today, noona” or “i like the color of that skirt, noona”. you had a thing for younger guys, they had something that you couldn’t find in older men. and when you met Jeongin, well, he was perfect.

everytime the word “noona” scape from his lips made you fell butterflies on your stomach. he just turned you on so much.

“you like how noona is making you feel?” you said giving small little circles on the top of his dick.

“yes” he moaned. “more noona, please”

“anything for you, pretty boy” you said.

you took his length on your hands, making slow movements from his tip to the bottom of his dick. pre-cum leaking out his cock, making the sensation even much better. after a few more strokes you started giving kitten licks to his dick. watching him trough your lashes with doe eyes just to see his pretty face lost in pleasure.

“it feels so good noona” he gasped. “your mouth feels so good”

“i know baby boy, look at me okay? look how good i can make you feel.”

you slowly took his cock into your mouth, tasting the salty taste of the pre-cum left over from his tip. you started slow, reaching the middle of his cock as you made eye contact with him. You massaged his balls while leaving small kisses all over his cock. you introduced his entire cock into your mouth, moving up and down with the help of your hand to stimulate his entire length. you could hear his little whimpers of pleasure as your name breathlessly escaped from his mouth.

he looked so hot.

you couldn't help but start touching yourself, running your fingers slowly up your slit collecting your juices and stimulating your clit. pinching it softly while you teased yourself with your own fingers. you inserted one finger, going slowly seeking for your own pleasure while Jeongin started to move his hips to put his dick deeper in your throat.

you gagged at his move, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat had you rolling your eyes. you inserted another finger in your soaking pussy, this time moving them faster.

“jeongin” you said leaving his dick. “do that again, choke me with your cock, please, please” you begged.

“noona I—I don’t want to hurt you” he said with a worried voice.

“just do it! or you won’t have my pretty pussy around your fucking cock in a long time”

“okay” he said.

you inserted his dick on your mouth again, this time with jeongin making hard and fast trusts down your throat. the feeling of choking with his cock was just so hot, your fingers moving fastly against you clit searching for your own relief.

the sound of you choking and the feeling of his dick hitting over and over again your throat was making Jeongin just about to cum.

“Noona… i’m gonna cum” he said.

and with a few more trusts you felt the warm salty liquid feeling entirely your mouth. watching jeongin’s face while he had an orgasm was amazing. you swallowed his cum while your own fingers had you cumming on your panties.

“that was amazing noona” he said breathing heavy.

“now i want you to fuck me” you demanded.

“as noona say” he said with a smirk.

Second chance to love — Yang Jeongin

sypnosis. falling in love with your ex-boyfriend is not something that people usually do. Yang Jeongin was your first love, a sweet boy that you met on high school, on your senior year. Your relationship with him was almost perfect, until he entered JYP company to became a trainee. The time wasn't enough, it was hard to see each other, and finally your relationship with him came to an end. But was it really the end? Or would both of you could finally make it?

genre. fluff, exes to friends to lovers, idol au, both are trainees under JYP, here both ITZY and SKZ are in their trainee era, SKZ debut first, ITZY’s debut don’t appear on the story.

wordcount. super long (sorry)

warnings. cursing, lots of time skips, kissing, not a make up session but almost (they got caught by hyunjin), maybe everything happens very fast.

Following your dreams and finding love at the same time was something that Yang Jeongin, at a very young age, found very complicated.

Since he was a kid, he knew that his dream was to become a performer, a singer. He dreamed about being on stage dancing and singing with all he had. Jeongin had his plan to become an idol very clear, finishing school with good grades and then making an audition to reach his dreams..

Or at least that was his plan until you came into his life.

You were a pretty young girl that caught Jeongin's attention the moment you entered his class. Pretty eyes, black hair, and that beautifull smile Jeongin loved so much. You started talking to him because your teacher made you sit exactly next to him, everyone was sitting in pairs and that was the only space left. Jeongin through your eyes was a very beautiful boy that had an extremely funny and cute personality. Hi foxy eyes that had an special sparkle every time he looked at you and that smile with braces that made him look ten times more adorable tan he was.

You got along with him pretty good, always working together on the assignments and helping each other when it was needed. He felt for you first, clearly. His heart beating faster every single day he saw you entering the class, the way his body felt when you gave him a hug, or maybe how your smile made his day happier.

Of course you also fell in love with Jeongin, it was almost impossible not to. He was always checking on you, offering you his help with the homework or sharing his food with you. You started noticing his feelings due to he was always watching you in class, sometimes he even put his elbow closer to yours to make some type of contact between you two. He was very bad at hiding it, but you didn't mind to show it. So one day, you decided that it was time to tell the boy about how you felt about him, and so you did.

Jeongin and you dated for a few months, everything was perfect, or that was what you thought.

Jeongin had a very hard and busy life. He had tell you about his dream of becoming an idol, and of course that you decided to support him on everything you could. Jeongin passed the audition to become a trainee under JYP entertainment, and that took all the time he had left.

You knew that you wouldn’t be allowed to see him that much, and that was something Jeongin didn’t like. With all the pain on his heart, one day he told you to see him on the park, and that was the day that you broke up.

—Is not that i don’t love you any more— he said. —I don’t want to make you wait for me, i love you, but i really want this, and i wish i had more time to go out with you, but i don’t. I don’t want to lose you, i want to be with you for the rest of my life, but i don’t have enough time—

—It’s okay— you said with tears in your eyes. —I understand, and i really want you to complete this dream of yours. I love you too Jeongin, you are my first and only love. I’ll be watching for you, and i’ll be your number 1 fan when you make your debut— you giggled.

—Thanks for everything y/n, i really appreciate that you understand. But still, i’ll be wattinng for you always, and if life gives me the chance, i promise i will make you fall in love with me again if it’s necessary.— he said, making you smile.

—Good luck, Jeongin. I hope i can see you later—you hugged him.

And that was the last time that you saw your one true love.

—fuck! i’m going late!— you exclaimed.

it was actually really funny how you ended up in this situation that you never imagined you would be. everything started when you were on the supermarket two weeks ago, with both of your airpods plugged in your ears while “I can’t stop me” from twice was playing. you were singing quietly (or that’s what you thought) and doing some moves of the choreo while you were searching for meat to eat at dinner.

when suddenly, a young woman around 34 years old tapped your back calling your attention. she said that she has being hearing you sing all this time and that you had a very powerful voice.

—is this a joke?— you said to her.

she told you that she work on an idol company and that they would had auditions soon. the woman gave you a piece of paper with the location, date, and hour of the audition, and that’s when you realized that it wasn’t a joke.

“JYP ENTERTAINMENT” why was the name so familiar to you?

and today was finally the day. you had prepared yourself for the past weeks to this moment. the song you decided to perform on the audition was “I can’t stop me” the same song that the woman heard you sing. that was the song that called her attention, so maybe it would also call the attention of the judges. actually, you didn’t know why you were putting this much effort in something like this. you never thought of becoming an idol or being a trainee, but maybe it would be fun, so… why not?

the building was very big, glass doors and poster of groups like twice, wonder girls and 2PM decorating all the inside of the building, it was amazing. there was around 20 boys and girls making the line that you supposed that it was to make the audition, all of them warming up their voices or dancing softly trying to remember every single step.

—hello!— said a girl.

—hi!— you replied with a smile. —my name is yuna, what’s yours?—

—i’m y/n, nice to meet you— you said. —nice to meet you too. what category are you auditioning for?— she asked. —singing—

—wow, that’s cool, i’m doing dancing. my dream is to be an idol and i think today would bring a great opportunity for me— yuna said. —i hope that you pass the audition, you look very confident, yuna— you replied.

—thanks y/n, i hope that you pass the audition too—

time passed and the line became shorter every single time, girls coming in with a smile and coming out crying, boys with sad faces, and people that could make it. yuna had left you a few minutes before, but she never came back. you were nervous as fuck. it was almost you time, and you were starting to panic.

—come in please— a woman told you.

you entered the room, a white room with a microphone on the center and three people sitting one a desk in front of you.

—choi y/n?— a man asked. —yes sir, hello— you said doing a reverence.

—my name is Park Jinyoung, this is Kang Minjin and this is Seo Jaerin, and we will be de judges today. okay?— he said. —yes—

—perfect! so now, you can start—

you took the microphone on your hands, and with that, the music began to sound. you sang with all you had, feeling the rhythm of the music and doing every note perfect. you saw park jinyoung face while you were singing, jaw open almost hitting the floor. that’s a good sign, you thought.

—you did it amazing— he said when the song ended. —you have an amazing and powerful voice that we will appreciate a lot. welcome to JYP entertainment, y/n—

—oh my god, thank you so much— you replied with a big smile on your face. —go and sit with the other girls that are on the next room, i’ll be with you on a second.—

—yes sir, and thank you again— you bowed.

you walked to the other room, seeing yuna sitting on a couch with other five girls around her.

—y/n!— she exclaimed. —you did it! i’m so happy for you—

—i’m so happy for you too, yuna. i knew that you would pass the audition— you replied.

—let me introduce you our new friends… this is yeji, this is ryujin, here is chaeryeong, and this is lia—

—nice to meet you all— you said with a smile.

—i’m glad we are all going to be friends— yeji said.

—yeah, me too— chae expressed. —i was scared that you girls would be rude or something like that—

—of course not. i knew that we would all be pretty and kind— lia said.

—i like this group— ryujin said smiling.

—i like it too— you said.

—hello again, girls— park jinyoung said entering the room once again. —i hope that you already had time to meet each other. but well, let’s start! all of you had been selected thanks to your incredible abilities in the categories of dancing, singing, and rapping. the six of you would form a group called ITZY, and your trainee period would started tomorrow. for now, i would have another group of trainees that would show you the building. tomorrow, all of you would have a room assigned and your dancing classes would start at 8:00 am. and now, i would leave you with our oldest group of trainees, stray kids.—

just after he said that a group of eight boys came through the door. all of them were wearing black clothes and they all had a smile on their faces.

they boys formed on line, allowing you and you friends to looked at heir faces. and…

oh for the love of god.

your eyes got wide open, jaw almost hitting the floor, and a gesture of surprise on your face. you couldn’t believe it. you were seeing Jeongin, the Jeongin that you broke up with three years ago. except that this time he was taller and his features were a little different.

—hi girls! my name is Bang Chan and i’m the leader of the group— he said with a smile. —This are Lee Know, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmim, and this is our maknae Je-

—Jeongin…— you said finishing his sentence.

his name escaped from your lips, the smile the boy had disappeared and a expression of surprise and confusion invaded his face. he took a second to analyze if it was really you, the girl he had love so much in the past. he saw your face, your eyes that he loved so much, it was really you.

—Uhmm, excuse me, i have to go to the bathroom!— Jeongin said quickly while leaving the room.

—do you know him?— chaeryeong whispered in your ear.

—i will tell you later— you answered.

—Excuse him, but any ways, we’re going to show you the building— chan said.

yeji, ryujin, chaeryeong, lia, yuna, and you followed the 8 boys through all the building. it was vey big, it had a lot of rooms that they said were to practice dance, some of them were con singing, and they were also “classes” for the foreigners trainees to study korean.

jeongin never came back, you wonder why. you haven’t see him in a long time, of course you were over him already, but watching him again made you feel some kind of nostalgic feeling.

the next day you arrived half and hour early to the JYP building, you wanted to have some time to prepare yourself before the practices started, so you did.

you were walking in the hallway when suddenly someone bumped into you.

—oh, i’m so sorry! are you okay?— you asked.

—Yeah, yeah, i’m fi- y/n?— oh, it was jeongin.

—jeongin?—

—yes, uhmm i’m sorry, i wasn’t looking were i was going— he said awkwardly.

—it’s okay—

actually, all this situation is awkward.

—and… how have you been?— you said.

—really good actually, you? i never imagine seeing you here— jeongin answered.

—pretty good— you smiled. —i never thought of myself being here either—

—well, if you are here is for a reason. why do you audition for?—

—i did singing—

—oh wow, i did singing to get here too—

—ahh yes, yes—

the atmosphere was awkward, both of you just staring at each other without saying something. jeongin’s eyes looking directly at yours, and that familiar feeling that you felt long time ago coming one again into your body.

—i have to go practice so…—Jeongin said with putting his hands in the back of his neck.

—oh yeah, me too— you told him.

—see you around, y/n—

—bye jeongin—

you turned your back and started walking on the hall again, jeongin watching you from behind. he shake his head, what was he thinking? he was going to keep walking when suddenly Minho and Hyunjin appear in front of him.

—If you were trying to flirt with her, you have to try better— hyunjin joked.

—shut up— jeongin said.

—how didn’t you notice hyunjin?— minho asked the other boy. —that’s y/n, the girl that jeongin wouldn’t stop talking when we meet him—

—holy crap, are you trying to flirt with your ex-girlfriend?—

—okey stop, we have to go to practice or Bang Chan hyung is going to kill us— jeongin said in annoyance.

—whatever— minho answer.

of course that jeongin was over you too, but seeing your pretty face again made him question all his feelings.

this is stupid, he thought.

seeing his ex-girlfriend from three years ago and re-thinking if he was really over you was stupid, but the way his heart beat faster the second you looked at him was making him insane.

jeongin walked with his other team member to the practice room, watching how the others were memorizing the new dance moves that they learned yesterday.

—guys, guess what! jeongin was talking to y/n on the hall a few minutes ago!— hyunjin exclaimed loudly.

—hyunjin!? why are you so–

—y/n? the girl that we met yesterday?—changbin asked.

—the one that had pretty eyes— felix said.

—You saw her for 2 minutes and now you are in love with her?— han joked.

—god, save me— jeongin said quietly.

—guys, guys— chan started talking. —y/n is jeongin’s ex-girlfriend, he used to tell us about her all the time, remember? now stop bordering out poor maknae—

—ohh so that’s y/n— seungin commented. —she looks like a nice girl—

—she is— the younger affirmed. —or she was, i don’t know, i haven’t talk to her in a while…—

—let’s talk about this later and start practicing, okay?— chan said.

—yes— they all responded.

on your side, everything was going perfectly. practice had started a while ago and know you were on a break.

—i’m so tired!— lia said sitting on the floor.

—i knew that this was going to be har, but not that hard— yuna said.

—my legs hurt—

—mines too—

—let’s do something fun to know each other better— chae suggested, sitting in the floor. —yesterday, when the boys were showing us the building, y/n recognized one of them—

—oh yeah, i remember— yeji said.

—who was him y/n?— ryujin asked.

—oh girls— you said resting in the floor. —his name is Yang Jeongin, and he was más first and only love—

—awww really?—

—that is so cute—

—yeah, we broke up three years ago because he wanted to chase his dream of becoming an idol, but i didn’t have in mind that i would become one too— you explained.

—and how has being seeing him again after three years?— yuna asked.

—well, i don’t know. he has changed a lot, he got a lot taller, and he is more…—

—handsome?— yeji suggested.

—okey, i think is time to go back to practice— you said standing up.

—but i want to hear the story!— chae protested.

—uh-uh, time to dance!—

next day after practice, you went to the cafeteria to eat lunch. you decided to buy the half of sandwich and a bottle bottle of water. the sandwich was actually really good, even though you could not eat it constantly due to your diet, one time would not affect that much.

you were eating peacefully when suddenly someone sat next to you. it was jeongin.

—hi y/n— he said with a little smile.

—hey jeongin, how are you?— you answered softly.

—i brought you this— the boy said giving you two slices of pizza.

—thank you innie, but i can’t eat them. i’m on diet you know— you told him with lame.

—you haven’t call me innie in a long time…— he said giggling.

you only called jeongin “innie” when he was your boyfriend. it was a cute nickname that you decide to put him, and since then, you only called him that.

—i only called you that when, you know…— you said.

—when what?—he asked with a smirk. —when i was you boyfriend— he said getting closer to you.

this jeongin was very different that the one that you met days ago, the jeongin who literally went running to the bathroom when he saw you.

—yes, that. when you were my boyfriend— you told him a little embarrassed.

—remember that day, when we had to broke up because i wanted to follow my dream?—

—mhm—

—i told him that if life gave me the opportunity, i would make you fall in love with me again—

—jeongin, that happen a lot tim—

—no, i made you a promise. and i’m going to keep it— he interrupted.

a message from the group chat of ITZY appeared on your phone, it was yeji saying that lunch time was over and that practice was going to begin in 5 minutes. thanks god, because you were about to go running from this situation.

—innie, i have to go, lunch time is over and yeji is calling us to go back— you said standing up from the table.

—take the pizza with you, i will eat the sandwich. don’t do hard diets, i don’t want you to feel bad, you look perfect like this— he said.

you felt butterflies on your stomach, the jeongin whom you fall in love with was making you feel this familiar sensation again.

—y-yeah, i’ll se you later jeongin— you took the slices of pizza and the water bottle and started walking away.

—see you later y/n. and remember! i will make you fall for me again no matter what!— he said loudly with a clear smile on his face.

you almost got out of the cafeteria running, this mixed feeling of joy and confusion hitting hard on your body. you started walking faster to the practice room, you had to tell the girls. you opened the door, seeing yeji stretching with chaeryeong and lia, and ryujin chasing yuna all over the room.

—oh. my. god girls, i have to tell y’all something!!— you said with excitement in your voice.

—what is it!?— yuna said and paused running.

—it’s about jeongin…—

—oh hell yes!!— chaeryeong exclaimed loudly.

—tell us y/n, what is it?— lia asked with curiosity.

—okey so, i’m gonna tell y’all the story from the beginning. so, when i was on my senior year i met jeongin at my school. he was the sweetest boy ever, i sat with him every single day, he was always helping me and we also did the assignments together. until one day i started noticing that he was behaving a little more… different, he was always trying to keep physical contact with me and he also keep looking at me always. until one day i heard one of our classmates, beomgyu, literally saying out loud that he liked me. after that i discovered that i also liked him, so i decided to confess. everything went great and we started dating, we were very happy, but he wanted to become a trainee here and he didn’t had a lot of time for me, so we decide that it was best for both of us to broke up… that day, he made me a promise, he said that if life put me on his path again, he would made me fall in love with him again. and here we are…

—awww that’s so cute— yeji said in awe.

—and what are you feeling no?— ryujin asked you.

—i don’t know girls… i loved jeongin on the past with all my heart, he was my first love. but, i haven’t see him in three years, three years.—

—do you think you could give him another opportunity?— lia said.

—y/n, literally since the day you saw him your face changed completely. your eyes sparkle every single time you see him.— chae told you.

—y/n and jeongin forever!– yuna screamed.

—shhh yuna!— you said laughing—should i give him another opportunity?— you asked them.

—if your heart tell you to give him another opportunity, then do it—

—you said that he was your first love, he will always have an especial part of your heart— lia said.

—just make sure pd-nim doesn’t notice it, remember we are not allowed to date here—

—oh shit, i almost forgot that— you said hitting your face with the palm of your hand. —should i tell him to see each other after practice ends?—

—yesss!— they answered.

the four girls sat behind your back, poking out their faces over your shoulders to read the conversation you were about to have with jeongin.

“Innie 💞” you read the name, after your broke up you never changed his name.

you entered the chat and started typing.

Innie 💞

–hey innie

-do you want to meet me out of the building after practice?

literally two seconds after you pressed the “send” button, he was typing his answer.

Innie 💞

-sure, of course! i was going to tell you but i’m glad you did first, does this mean my plan is working?

-hahaha, see you later! 🫶🏼

—i can’t believe i just did that— you told the girls.

—okey, y/n and jeongin going back mode, is activated— ryujin said.

—you will have to look stunning later, we will help you to get ready— said chaeryeong.

—aww thank you girlies—

—for now let’s keep practicing— the leader, yeji said. —when we finish, we can help y/n get ready for her date with jeongin—

—okey—

you and the girls keep practicing this new choreography that you had learned. the song name was “DALLA DALLA” and this was supposed to be the song for your debut. after four long hours of dancing and singing, the time to meet with jeongin had arrived. you took a shower and washed your face, you had sweat a lot due to dancing so you wanted to make sure that you smelled good. after you got out of the shower you dried your hair and straightened it a bit.

the other five girls were searching for your clothes, they choose a cargo pant with a pretty top and the shoes. chae and lia helped you to get your make up done, just putting some mascara, highlighter on the corner of your eyes, and blush while yeji and ryujin were doing your hair. meanwhile, yuna was searching for some perfume to put on.

—your hair is ready— yeji said proudly. her and ryujin had make a pretty braid that made your hair look amazing.

—is actually really good— ryujin said giving it the final touches.

—your make up is also done!— chae told you.

—you look gorgeous, y/n—

—thanks lia— you said with a smile. —thanks for helping me girls, you are all the best—

—no problem y/n, any time— the leader said.

—i find this perfume— yuna said with a small bottle on her hands. —it’s smells reeeeaaaally good—

—thanks yuna!—

when everything was ready, you thanked the girls once again and then got out of the building. it was around 6:30pm, and the weather was starting to get really, really cold. how could i forget my sweater? you thought to yourself. minutes later of waiting there, you saw jeongin figure coming out of the building. he had a grey and blue sweater and some jeans, his hair was messy and he was also wearing black glasses.

—sorry if i made you wait for too long— the boy apologized. —i had to make an excuse so bang chan hyung let me skip practice—

—you haven’t finish practice?— you asked him.

—we will be making our debut soon, so we have to practice harder.— jeongin explained.

—right, if you want we can meet another da-

—no! no, don’t worry. i can’t miss this— he answered with a smile. —do you want to walk?—

—sure— you replied.

—so… how have you been?—

—really good, actually. i’m still adapting to all of this you know, sometimes is hard to train all the time. i feel exhausted sometimes— you told him.

—yeah, i get it. it happened to me too, but you will adapt soon or later, is just matter of time—

—i hope so… but i also like being here, i met my teammates and they are amazing. they are like my new sisters, they are so sweet—

—in my case they are also like my brothers— he laughed. —they said i’m their baby bread, so they’re always bothering me—

—that’s cute— you laughed at the nickname.

—and what, do you have a new boyfriend?—he asked.

—damm, you have no filter Yang Jeongin. always going straight to the point—

—you know how i am. so…?—

—i don’t have a boyfriend, yang. i don’t have time for that—

—you haven’t been with anyone since, you know… we broke up?—

—noup, no one. how about you?—

—nah, before you came here i always expected you to send me a text or something—

—i didn’t because i really wanted you to be here, to make your dream true. and if you really wanted me to text you, why didn’t you text me neither?— you asked with curiosity.

—i was really shy at that moment, y/n. i couldn’t even hold your hand without getting all red— he giggled.

—i remember that— you said laughing. —every time i gave you a kiss you would get all shy and flustered—

—but i’ve grown up, and now i don’t get shy—

—really?— you said stopping walking.

—really. do you wanna try?—

he also stopped walking, looking deep into your eyes and then your lips. you got closer to him, faces inches from each other, lips almost touching. you saw how he closed his eyes, waiting to feel your lips against his, but in never happened.

—good luck next time, innie— you said in a whisper and continued walking.

—oh come on!— jeongin exclaimed.

—if you want to get back with me, you will have to try harder— you laughed.

—does this mean there is possibility for us getting back?—

—i never said that—

—i told you that i would make you fall in love with me again no matter what.— he said and you turned to look at him. —i never stopped loving you, y/n, you were my first love. and you have no idea of how hard it was for me to leave you. i don’t care how much time it takes, i’ll get back with you. and do you know how do i know it? because if you didn’t have the same intention, we wouldn’t be here right now—

you had to admit it, you never stopped loving jeongin. the way he made you fell all the time was a feeling that nobody else could make you feel. how his arms around your body made you feel save, how his eyes always looked at you with love and admiration.

you stand there for a few seconds, analyzing what he just said. you walked in front of him, he was still the pretty boy that you met in your senior year. the pretty boy whom you fall in love with all your heart, the boy that made you feel butterflies in your stomach every time he looked at you.

you took his face between your hands, finally getting closer and pressing your lips against his. the new sensation but the unforgettable feeling of his lips pressed against yours made you fell like heaven. his hands went to your waist, pulling you closer to his body, trying to feel every inch of you.

you were the one that broke the kiss, his eyes sparkling like stars, and a big smile present on his face.

—i never stopped loving you either— you whispered on his lips. —you don’t have to make me fall for you again, because my heart has been always your Yang Jeongin—

—you don’t have any idea of how long i’ve been waiting for this— he said smiling. —i promise that this time is going to be different, we practically live on the same building right now. and i swear that this time, nothing is going to make me leave you again—

his lips met yours one again, forming another kiss that was full of love and reliving sensations from the past. jeongin was your first love, how can you resist to him?

—it’s getting cold right now— he said with his hands still on your waist.

—i know, i’ve been freezing all this time— you confessed.

—why didn’t you tell me?— jeongin asked with a worried voice. —i could have give you my sweater—

—it’s okay innie, we should probably go back to the building—

—do you want to drink hot chocolate at the cafeteria? i know is your favorite, is it?—

—of course it is, i love it!—

—let’s go then—

You and Jeongin walked towards the building once again. hands touching occasionally until jeongin finally decided to take yours. It was like his hand was made perfectly to hold yours, his fingers intertwined with yours, making the situation even more adorable.

ITZY 🫀✨

—…and that’s what happen…

Chae 💘— OMGGG!!!

Yeji 🌷— i knew it!

Lía 💋— i was sure

that you guys were going to kiss

Ryujin 😍— yuna you owe me

5000 wons

Yuna 🩵— NOOO 😭😭

—do you guys made a bet? hahaha

Ryujin 😍— yep, and yuna just lost.

Yeji 🌷— btw girls, practice

is cancelled today. rest well!

you locked your phone, thanks god practice got cancelled today. today the weather was very cold, but you decided to get up from bed and go to the JYP building. even tho you didn’t had practice, you wanted to see Jeongin.

you took a shower and changed into a black hoodie and grey sweatpants. the building was near your dorm, so it was actually very easy to get there. you got in, saying hello in a polite way to every worker in the building. what you didn’t expect was to see JYP-nim on the hall.

—y/n, what are you doing here? practice for you was cancelled today— he said with a little smile.

—oh uhmm… i thought it would be great if i came here and practice a little more to be ready when we make our debute— you lied.

—what a wonderful girl! that’s the attitude i’m looking for, good luck with your practice— he said and then leaved.

whoosh, you almost got caught.

you went up in the elevator, going to the 6 floor and walking to the stray kids practice room. you could hear the music from the room, they were playing “Hellevator” one of their pre-debut releases.

you opened the door, hoping to see the entire group dancing, but instead of that, you only saw jeongin.

a big smile appeared on his face, he was dressed on a white t-shirt and some grey pants similar to yours. he had his hair all messy, small drops of sweat coming down his face due to the effort he was making.

—hi innie— you said with a smile. —can i come in?—

—of course baby, what are you doing here?—

baby… did he just called you baby?

—practice was cancelled for me today— you said closing the door behind you. —and i wanted to see you…—

—aww you miss me— jeongin said hugging you by the waist. —you know you’re always welcome here—

—and where are the others?— you asked.

—they’re gone for some minutes…—

—i se-

you couldn’t finish the sentence, jeongin’s lips were already over yours. his soft lips making you remember the kiss from yesterday. one of his hands was on the back of your neck while the other one was on your waist. the kiss was getting a little more intense, and the atmosphere was starting to get hotter.

jeongin’s body was pressed against yours, the pressure making you walk backwards. you knew that he was making this on purpose when you felt the cold wall hit your back. your hands travelled from his chest you his abdomen, his tongue licking softly your lower lip through the kiss.

your hands lifted up his shirt a bit, allowing you to fell his abs and chest muscles. both of jeongin’s hands were now on your hips, making circles and trying to pull you closer to the lower part of his body. you were the one that broke the kiss, trying to calm yourself down because the heat on your body was growing faster and faster.

—why’d you stop?— he asked, his lips all shiny and red because of the previous actions.

—your friends can come in any second— you said, voice all shaky and trying to catch air.

—i told you, they won’t come in a while— he explained.

this time you didn’t even had time to answer, his lips were devouring yours once again. he kissed your lips, then your jaw, and going down your neck. at this point you weren’t giving a shit if the other members came in. jeongin’s hands went under your black hoodie, the contact of his cold fingers over your soft and warm skin making you shiver.

—jeongin were ba- HOLY SHIT, JEONGIN IS HAVING SEX ON THE PRACTICE ROOM!—

oh shit, it was hyunjin.

—shit, shit, fuck!— jeongin said pulling your hoodie down again.

—oh god, this can’t be happening— you said in panic.

—what’s going on here?— the leader of stray kids said opening the door.

—and why does hyunjin look traumatized?— seungmin asked.

—y/n? what are you doing here?— felix said in confusion.

—uh-uhmm i was…—

—THEY WERE HAVING SEX!— hyunjin exclaimed once again.

—shut your mouth up— jeongin told him. —we were just talking about something…—

—i bet that our little innie isn’t hungry anymore— changbin joked and jeongin gave him a bad look.

—stooop, please— he replied to him.

—well, let’s forget about this, okay?— lee know said. —we should probably eat—

—yeah, the food is getting cold— han spoke.

—of you want to stay, you can y/n, you are always welcome— felix said with a smile.

—thanks felix—

—we brought pizza, jeongin told us that it was your favorite—

—i really like it, but i’m on a diet—

—it’s okay to eat pizza some times, y/n— chan said. —it’s okay, don’t worry—

—okey but, eat the pizza, not our little jeongin— hyunjin finally spoke.

—al right, al right— you laughed.

you ate with them and spend the rest of the afternoon there. after eating you and jeongin told the boys about the what was happening between you two, you told them about how he was your boyfriend on your senior year and how you guys went back together.

after that they teach you some dance moves of the song of their debut and then jeongin took you home, saying goodbye with a soft kiss and a long tight hug. after leaving you on your dorm he went back to the building, the day was over for you but not for him. the stray kids debut was less than a month so everything had to be perfect.

jeongin went back to the room, seeing lee know helping the others with the final touches of the choreo.

—jeongin can i talk to you for a sec?— chan asked the maknae of the group.

—sure hyung, is something wrong?— jeongin asked worried.

—it’s about y/n–

—oh…—

—i know that you really like her, and i also know that she is very important and special to you. but i need you to remember that you are going to become an idol in less than a month, i need you to be really focus at this point of your career. does JYP-nim knows about you and her?—

—no— the boy answered.

—okey, make sure you don’t get caught, because if you do, you’ll get in a lot of trouble— chan said palming his shoulder.

—yes, thank hyung— jeongin smiled.

—your welcome, kid—

—oh, i almost forget it! i need your help with something, it’s about y/n—

—what is it?—

—i need your help to make a plan to ask her to be my girlfriend…—

a month has passed and the debut of Stray Kids couldn’t be more successful. talking about your relationship with jeongin, this last month has been totally amazing. even tho JYP-nim still knew nothing, always at the end of the day jeongin took you to little dates. when he couldn’t wait to see you at noon, he escaped from his practice to go to yours, giving you and the other five girls a bottle of water and some chocolates to keep your levels of sugar high.

the girls liked jeongin (mostly because he gave them snacks all the time) but also because they always see how happy you were with him. jeongin loved you, and a lot.

talking about all this thing of the debate, yours was also very close (let’s pretend that they trained for more than three months idk) your debut album was called “IT’z Different” and the title track was “DALLA DALLA” a song that was mostly about loving yourself. all of your group liked a lot the song, the choreography was fun and energetic, and all of you had enough time to show your vocal and rap skills.

today was saturday, and was your free day. about 2 weeks ago you and the girls started living together, and it was the most fun thing ever. at the beginning everything was an absolutely mess, but now the rooms were clean and everyone had their own room. yesterday jeongin told you to go out on a date and 1pm, and luckily you had enough time to get ready.

after eating breakfast with the girls, yeji and lia went to the store to buy some things while ryujin, yuna, and you stayed as the dorm. you washed the dishes and then went to take a shower, you washed all your body and hair to be perfectly clean for the date. you choose a white dress with small flowers in it, you dried and curled you hair a little bit and finally the makeup. now was 12:30, wow, times flies so fast.

yo took a taxi to go to the park, that was like your special place with jeongin, and you loved to go there and spend time with him. the day was sunny, and when you arrived the sun was hitting softly the grass of the park. you saw jeongin on one side, you got out of the taxi and almost run into him. he was looking so cute.

—hi innie— you said with a bright smile.

—hi pretty, you look gorgeous today—

—thanks— you blushed. —you look pretty cute too—

—let’s go, okey?— jeongin smiled

—sure!—

jeongin took your hand kindly and started walking to green area of the park.

—now, i need you to close your eyes— he said standing behind you, putting his arms in your shoulders.

—why?—you laughed.

—just to it, you’ll see— he repeated.

—okey—

he placed both of his hands on your eyes, his voice guiding you so you didn’t fall with anything, then he stopped.

—can i open my eyes now—you asked him.

—yep— jeongin said getting of his hands from your eyes.

there was a pretty red and white blanket, with food and drinks in it, something that looked like a present, a cake, more snacks, and heart shaped balloons.

—oh my god jeongin, did you did all that?— you asked with surprise, it was absolutely beautiful.

—yes, with a little bit of help of the guys, do you like it?— he giggled.

—of course i like it! i love it!— you exclaimed, then, giving him a kiss.

—sit, i brought all your favorite snacks. and oh! the cake is red velvet, you favorite—

—aww you’re so sweet innie— you sat on the blanket, admiring one more thine how beautiful all this looked.

jeongin sat besides you, ha gave you food and drinks while you guys joked around. he told you about how nervous he was on his debut, but that now he was very confident because he had all the support of STAY. you told him about how you were feeling recently with all this situation of the ITZY debut, you were actually very nervous, and you were scared that the people didn’t like you, or worst, didn’t like the song. you guys also talked about how happy you felt with each other, jeongin told you the story about how it was living without your presence when he started with JYP, but how also he talked with the boys about you all the time. you also told him how you ended here, the story of you singing on the store. jeongin couldn’t stop laughing, how can you even be recruited this way?

you spent all the afternoon doing one of your favorite things in the world, talking and eating with jeongin. just having him around could make you fell things no one could make you feel ever, and the way he looked at you with those eyes yes and his dimples showing every time he laughed, were almost making you melt.

—i have something to give you— jeongin said giving you the present that you saw before.

—what is it?— you asked in curiosity.

—open it—

you opened the box, seeing the inside decorated with a lot of photos of you and him and also some chocolates. there was also a white bracelet with a heart in it, very similar to the one he was wearing, except his was black. at the bottom of the box was a letter, you were just about to read it when jeongin spoke quickly.

—no! don’t open it here— he said trying to get the letter from your hands.

—why?— you smiled.

—because i’m gonna get all shy and then i won’t be able to talk properly, and i have things left to say— he said blushing.

—fine, but the second by feet hit my dorm, i will read it— you said.

—okey, okey—

—thank you very much innie— you said giving him a tight hug, smiling his cologne. —you didn’t have to all this for me, you’re the best—

—i love with all my heart, that’s why i did it— he said kissing your forehead. —i have also something to tell you…—

—what it is?—

—uhmm i don’t know if i should say it— jeongin told you hiding his face on the crook of your neck.

—just say it, innie. what happened to the “i’m not shy anymore” jeongin, huh?— you laughed.

—okey fine— he said finally looking at you eyes. —okey, uhmm… so, i just wanted to tell you that this last months with you had probably been the most happiest months of my life. i really, really like you y/n, and having the chance to be with you again is absolutely incredible. in my eyes you are the most beautiful, amazing, and kind girl of the world, and of course that you already have my entire heart. when we were on our senior year i always used to say that you were my first love and that if it wasn’t with you, it wasn’t with nobody else, and i was right. my eyes and heart only have space for you, you are my first love and hopefully the last one, and i hope that i have a lot time left with you. y/n, you were the one that showed me how was to feel loved, how was to have someone that felt the same things towards you. the words “i love you” don’t mean nothing compared to how i feel about you. i never stopped loving you, and i promise you that i won’t stop never, you have no idea of how perfect and beautiful you are through my eyes…—

you felt the heat growing up your cheeks, you heart was beating like crazy due to jeongin’s words. you were going to melt right there, his eyes watching you softly while his hand was holding yours. It was only a matter of time before you started crying.

—innie, i-

—y/n…— he cut you off. —can you give me a second chance? can i be your boyfriend?—

oh god, it was happening.

you stare at him for a few seconds, analyzing his expression with fear in his eyes. reality hit you in that moment, of course you wanted to be his girlfriend.

—of course that i want to be with you— you said with the biggest smile you ever had. —you are my first love jeongin, and i’m in love with you again, i love you too—

—really!?— the boy exclaimed with happiness, sitting in front of you.

—of course, silly— your hands cupped his cheeks, watching carefully the expression of joy in his eyes.

—oh my god, i got so scared for a moment because you didn’t say anything! i love you so, so, so much—

jeongin took you by the waist, pulling your bodies closer and finally connecting them with a kiss. this time kissing him felt different, it felt more special, more beautiful. his lips felt so soft into yours, the red velvet flavor hitting your mouth every time your tongs touch each other.

—I— kiss —LOVE— kiss —YOU— kiss, he said in your lips.

—believe me innie…—you giggled. —i love you more— you kissed him again.

"WORST REGARDS, YOUR KARMIC RETRIBUTION" — yang jeongin.

they say success is the best revenge, but sabotage feels better.

word count: 5.8k

pairings: jock!jeongin x nerd!reader

genre: fluff, humour, high school au, one sided enemies to lovers, slow burn, loosely inspired by i hope this doesn't find you by ann liang

warnings: swearing, partying, kissing, biblically accurate (religious) jeongin, everyone is the same age except chan, no use of y/n + gn reader, reader is literally evil incarnate plz dont do this irl ;;

playlist: ivy frank ocean, sexy to someone clairo, everybody talks neon trees, i can't radiohead

a/n: dedicated to @allforhee & all the other i.n stans out there :3 enjoy!!!

You know a lot of things. You know that the idea of zero was invented by an Indian mathematician and astronomer named Brahmagupta. You know how to recite your future Valedictorian speech in Latin. However besides these things, you also know that most things in life are pretty much uncertain.

Except your hatred for Yang Jeongin. That is your probability of 1.

Although your best friend Kim Seungmin says that your probability of 1 should probably be the fact that you’re a damn sore loser.

So when classes started to end and your school’s sports day rolled around, everyone knew not to cross your path. Either they would be on your team, or they wouldn’t even get near you. You’re not even that athletic; in fact, you can barely work out to save your life. But you’re the brains, the mastermind, of your team’s strategies. It’s like that saying, if you can’t beat ‘em, outsmart ‘em, or something like that.

You knew you were winning, or at least you thought you knew. Because just when you were about to cross your final lap of the track and field match, the corner of your eye caught a glimpse of Yang Jeongin’s infamously cordial grin. Disturbed by the audacity, you stop in your tracks to look at his friends sitting on the bleachers and feel a rush of satisfaction rush back in when you see them petrified for their friend’s questionable actions.

He won, of course. And though you took home five more gold medals than him that day, something about the utter disrespect of stealing the spotlight from somebody so clearly feared for a reason unsettles you.

Which is why you’re currently writing a letter to him threatening to take away his position in the basketball team if he doesn’t earn back your respect that he lost from a sports day event three years ago.

It’s less of a letter and more of a drafted email, since you’re not writing it by hand; he doesn’t get to have that sort of power over you. You’re not sending it either. God, no. You’re not that insane.

It’s simply a form of coping, nothing more. You’d reckon if you were to ask a therapist about this method, they would think it’s stellar. It’s like journaling… except instead of self-reflection, the end goal is to live in the delusional cloud where your nemesis knows and fears how much you hate them.

Do whatever your wretched soul can manage to revert back to the regular human state— that is, being absolutely petrified of my existence. Otherwise, say goodbye to that pretty “varsity basketball” title you adore so much.

A smirk twists upon the edges of your lips as your gaze fixes on the words you’ve just typed out. What’s the word for when you gain pleasure from the idea of torturing somebody else? You’re sure ‘sadist’ doesn’t apply when you only crave the suffering of one specific person.

You consider rewriting the entire letter on paper, for the sole purpose of leaving a crimson lipstick stain on the envelope for him to unseal. You don’t even use red lipstick, but perhaps the Irene Adler-ness of it all might subconsciously trigger a flight or fight response from him, as most stupid teenage boys do when faced with distinct power.

When other people fall asleep to daydreams about their crushes, you often drift away to slumber through the relaxation brought upon you from fantasizing about Yang Jeongin on his knees, begging for your forgiveness.

You would have fallen asleep to that dream for yet another night, but your best friend Kim Seungmin rang your phone. Now, if it was any other night, you would have sent him death threats and went back to your fantasies. However you had just asked Seungmin for a very special favor, so you decide to pick up.

“This better be about what I think it is,” you start. “I won’t put up with your post-exam depression bullshit tonight.”

“Don’t worry about that, I managed to get extra credits for everything.” Thuds and crackles fill the audio from the other side of the phone, and you can practically smell Seungmin’s bag of chips and old dusty laptop opening on his desk. “I got what you asked for.”

“Good, just forward it to my email.”

“I don’t understand why you would need it, though,” Seungmin’s voice is muffled by the chips in his mouth. “I mean, the team’s orders at Lucy’s Diner? Seriously? If you had a crush on one of them, you know I could just set you up, right?”

“Ew, I would never!” You fake gag, earning a chuckle from the boy on the other line. “C’mon, you know I have too much self respect for that.” “I think you mispronounced blatant narcissism and self obsession.”

The two of you go back and forth teasing one another for another moment until you urge Seungmin to send the list to your email. He inquires once again but you only brush him off, coming up with something about helping out at Lucy’s for the summer. Which wouldn’t be a complete lie, technically, if all went well.

You know you can’t tell Seungmin about your plan. Not right now. He’s reached that stage of being a teenage boy where he started developing attachment and empathy towards others, and now he’s practically attached at the hip with the rest of the basketball team. All he knows is that you hate Jeongin, and that’s enough for now.

And sure, this whole situation has made you question if you were actually a sociopath, but it needs to be done. You consider it a fair service to the community for taking down another straight male with no brains and a huge ego. They don’t know it yet, but he’s the common enemy.

Soon enough after the sports day incident you had come to the conclusion that if nobody could hate Yang Jeongin, you would make him hate you so much until a primal, animalistic desire to destroy you would take over his spirit. You assume he’d do something so utterly terrible, as men do, then afterwards everyone would finally see with their own two eyes that he is just like every other man in this cruel world. If anything, you’re volunteering as a sacrifice!

So as you zone out on Seungmin’s newfound amusement in the way Mr Marks’ glasses make him look like Chicken Little, you switch your tabs to open the sacred document.

In big, bold letters it reads OPERATION 143: 1 ENEMY, 4 PHASES, 3 YEARS.

The document itself already has over 25 pages, written in detail about your genius ideas to slowly infiltrate your enemy base from the inside out— most worked, but some of them just ended in your loss of dignity. You had even taken ideas from books and films like Parasite to further enhance its artistic integrity. These last three years were a performance, and Jeongin’s life is your stage. You have now entered phase four, and this is your closing act; nobody can steal your spotlight.

Contrary to the precise executions of your past eras, phase four is abstract. Its main goals are to disrupt Yang Jeongin’s peace as directly as possible, whilst leaving as little trail as possible. This, paired with the built up tension from the previous phases, is going to set in motion a domino effect, leading to the collapse of your greatest enemy’s social stature.

Accidentally letting a particularly mischievous giggle slip under your breath, you look back at the email you were drafting to him. You know exactly how to end it.

Careful where you run, Yang Jeongin.

Worst regards,

your karmic retribution.

This is your least favorite time of the year: the period just before summer break. Exams are over, so most teachers let students roam free during their lessons. But not going to school at all can take away from your total attendance, which then goes on your report card, so most students spend their school days sitting around in boredom and watching the sports teams play.

seungmo: Do u wanna come to practice

seungmo: Jisung bought cheesecake for everyone and I don’t want mine

seungmo: I don’t want him to take mine tho lol

That was fifteen minutes ago, and now you’re sitting on the bleachers on a date with a delicious slice of blueberry cheesecake and iced coffee, absentmindedly watching your best friend practice. Despite your close ties with Seungmin, you’ve never really been interested in the other team members— except for the occasional trading of homework answers with Jisung. Ever since middle school, you’ve sort of established that you want nothing to do with people like them: rowdy, sporty, and popular. Seungmin once noted that you say “popular” like it’s a slur. You couldn’t disagree.

“So… Karmic retribution, huh?”

You freeze.

“Pardon?” You turn around, only to be faced with the one and only Yang Jeongin.

“Karmic retribution?” He inquires further, expecting you to get the hint. “Y’know, what you called yourself in your… email? Death threat? Not sure what to call it, actually.”

Oh shit. Oh fuck.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, dude,” you laugh off the question. “I don’t even know your name, let alone your email.”

“Well, that’s clearly a lie, since your name is on your email address. And my name was in your… Seriously, what should I call this thing?”

Fuck fuck fuck. You must have accidentally hit ‘send’ when you fell asleep on the phone with Seungmin. That prick; he always manages to embarrass you somehow.

“Listen, I didn’t even know you go here. I had to ask Chris if he knows which one you are, and you just happened to be here right now.” Jeongin rakes his fingers through his stupid gross sweaty damp hair, then dragging his palm across his face in exasperation. “Whatever I did to you, I’m really sorry.”

“What do you mean you didn’t know I go here?” You’re baffled, truly baffled, and you basically lost control of your body when you heard those words. Suddenly your voice can be heard by anyone within a ten foot radius, and if it weren’t for that they would have thought you were about to smother him with kisses by the lack of distance between your bodies. “I’ve been here since fucking middle school! I sit behind you in Spanish— I ask you for a pen every two and a half weeks only to lose it every single time. You’re saying you don't remember me?”

“Oh, that’s you? My bad. You sit behind me, so I didn’t really get to see your face up close.” Jeongin doesn’t even flinch at the proximity of your faces. He simply gives you a brief look up and down and goes, “Now that I am seeing you up close, you’re the one that always hangs out with Seungmin, right?”

Then it hits you: this is the universe sending you a signal to initiate phase four. Sure, him not remembering who you are might have set you back by a few milestones, but who’s counting? (You are. You always are.) 

If anything, you’re grateful for the redirection, because now you know that before you can ruin him, you must first build him up.

“Alright, look,” you begin, taking a step back to put some inches between the two of you. He reeks of rubber and soda, the stench makes you ill. “Let’s start over, shall we?”

“‘Kay, cool,” he says with a nonchalant shrug. “See you around, I guess…?”

“Wait, that’s it? You’re not even gonna ask why I hated you in the first place?”

“Doesn’t matter now, does it? We’re already starting over.” The genuine lack of irritation in his face makes you curl your fists and fight the urge to give him a black eye. “Plus, you’re one of those nice smart kids. I don’t have beef with your kind.”

And for the first time in your life you wanted desperately to become popular, because maybe then Jeongin would take you seriously.

But it’s fine. You’re going to destroy him regardless.

“Yo, not to interrupt this whole bonding thing we have going on, but I kinda need to head back to practice.” His voice snaps you back to reality. “Is that chill with you?”

“Yeah, yeah. That’s chill.” You muster up your most convincing smile for him. One time in fifth grade your drama teacher told you you’re a natural actor, and you pray to God those innate talents are still there. Now that you think about it, she may have just been calling you a liar.

For good measure, you give him an awkward thumbs up before walking away. When you make eye contact with Seungmin, he raises his eyebrow as if to ask what the fuck was that? You can only shrug in response. You have no idea either.

You sit back down on the bleachers, occasionally eyeing your target, feasting your eyes on the way his muscles flex under his baggy Radiohead t-shirt when he dribbles the ball around the court and the sweat that drips from his hair. You’re used to your own deranged behavior, but this feels almost perverse. Maybe it’s because you’re basically acquaintances with him now (the word makes you want to spit your cheesecake back up), or maybe it’s because you can’t help but let your stare linger on the cross dangling from his chain.

Gross, you think to yourself, as you keep your eyes on him for the rest of the day.

On the last day of school before summer break, the unexpected happens: the basketball team invites you to their party. Well, technically, they invited everyone. It’s supposed to be Bang Chan’s last party before he graduates, and he just so happens to be friends with every single student. Thus, you and Seungmin are now situated in front of his front door, waiting for him to welcome you in.

You don’t usually go to parties, and to be very honest nobody really expects you to. The reasoning is a bit pretentious, you suppose, but you truly just don’t believe in the necessity of rebellion in leading to better adulthood. However you do believe in yourself and your incredibly sexy intellectual prowess, and you have an operation to carry out, so tonight you let yourself let loose just a bit.

“Ah, there you guys are!” Chan greets you and Seungmin, ushering you inside his… house is an understatement, honestly, it’s a mansion. “Mingle around!”

You’re still out of place, you notice. Since you didn’t plan on actually drinking or dancing, you decided to come in your usual get-up of your dream university’s merch sweater and a pair of baggy jeans. You mentally cursed yourself for not realizing that all of Chan’s friends would be the cool, charismatic type.

Suddenly wishing you had stayed home instead, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, which was (fortunately for you) on the second floor, away from most of the crowds. When you get there, however, you’re met with Jeongin’s sharp gaze in front of the door.

“Been a while,” he states, leaning on the wall and crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Could I get you anything? A drink, maybe?”

“I don’t drink. At least not tonight,” you respond. Then you notice that his hands are also empty. “What about you?”

“Nah, I don’t do that stuff.” He shakes his head to enunciate his disapproval. “I don’t mind that the other guys do it, but I’m pretty religious, so…”

The devil perched upon your shoulder whispers hot but the angel on the other side exclaims what the fuck?

“Cool.” You stare at your shoes, thinking about how to turn this exchange into yet another round of revenge. When you get an idea, you beam up at him. “Wanna walk and talk with me?”

The moment he verbalizes his agreement, you grab him by the arm and rush downstairs. There, you do as you had suggested: walk and talk. Turns out Chan’s first floor is big enough for about thirty minutes of conversation.

When you get to the outdoor pool, you take off your shoes and dip your toes in the water with Jeongin following suit, sitting right beside you. Your conversation drifts to so many different topics— music, childhood TV shows, dating— you almost forget the reason why you brought him here. He’s observant, you notice, and he has thoughts on a lot of different things, something you didn’t think was possible. You always thought he was just dumb.

“Y’know, I was kinda flattered by your email, I’m not gonna lie,” he admits sheepishly.

“Pardon?” You look at him, puzzled. “Did you say flattered?”

“Well, yeah, I mean, no one really notices me like that.”

You stare at him, eyes blank and mouth agape. Surely this guy has gone insane, right? He’s one of the school’s most beloved students, by other students and faculty members alike.

“Like, I know they like me, but I don’t really stand out amongst the others. Chris is the friendly one, Minho is the mysterious one, Changbin is the strong one, Hyunjin is the artistic one, Jisung is the funny one, Felix is the kind one, Seungmin is the smart one, and what am I? I have all those qualities too, but they pale in comparison. People don’t have enough reason to hate me, but I know they think I’m boring. So being hated so passionately was kind of a big thing for me… I’m sorry, is that weird?”

If you didn’t want to slap him before, you sure as hell do now. How blindly privileged is this guy that his problem in life is not being the coolest guy on the varsity basketball team? You puff out your cheeks to hold back an exasperated sigh, and pull out a gentle smile instead.

“Jeongin, I don’t think people see you that way at all.” You place a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Have you ever considered that maybe they might just be a bit intimidated by you?”

This is exactly how your mother talks to you when you start crying about how nobody ever has a crush on you on a random Thursday night. God bless that woman for gaslighting you into a positive attitude.

“You really think so?” He looks at you with these wide puppy-like eyes and you finally understand what the girls on Instagram mean when they talk about ‘getting the ick.’

“Really,” you affirm with a bright smile.

“Thank you. That means a lot to me.”

Just as he pulls you into a warm embrace, you push him just subtly enough that he wouldn’t notice it until he’s falling into the pool. With a large splash, all eyes turn to the two of you. He comes up from the water, clothes and hair drenched, and you feel a sense of satisfaction wash over you when you finally see a distressed expression etch itself onto his features.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry!” You lie, faking your concern. “Are you okay?”

“I’m… I’m fine.” He climbs out of the pool, and you curse yourself for staring a little too long at his defined muscles under his wet shirt. Then, he turns to you and says, “Needed to cool off anyways.”

And he laughs. Laughs at himself and laughs at your befuddled face and laughs when Chan asks if he’s alright, shooting him a quick thumbs up before grabbing the nearest beach towel. When his other friends crowd around him, he laughs and laughs and laughs and it drives you fucking insane. The resonating sound of his laughter surrounds the backyard in an instant, and for a moment you wish you had drowned yourself in that pool instead.

“I will shove my middle fingers in your dimples,” you mutter under your breath, and you consider it a promise.

“Be right back,” he tells you before rushing to the nearest bathroom to change his clothes, playfully flicking droplets of water onto your face and ruffling your hair, dampening it.

You watch as he walks away, feeling a strange pang of guilt in your chest when you notice his smile faltering as people start to focus amongst themselves again. Now it’s your turn to laugh, half out of disbelief and half out of pure glee.

Everything is going according to plan.

“I didn’t push him.”

Lie.

“We were just talking.” Lie.

“I still hate him.”

Lie?

Wow, three lies in a row. And to your best friend, of all people. This Operation 143 has really tested your moral compass, and it’s not looking great for you. No wonder why Seungmin is calling you at 3 AM, interrogating you about what the hell happened tonight.

“See, now, some of those statements kind of contradict each other,” he states. “I have no doubt that you still hate him, but I also don’t doubt the pure evil in your heart. You would have pushed him, and you wouldn't even be sorry about it.”

“Uh, well, you’re wrong,” you tell him. “Clearly you don’t know me that well then.”

“Whatever you say, but if one day you decide to come clean of your crimes, you owe me something. Something very very dear to me.”

At first you were nervous, because it’s obvious your best friend is on to you (note to self: be less evil on a day to day basis). But then you remember it’s your best friend, there’s only one thing he would want from you in this situation.

“Yes, yes, I’ll take you out for a fancy dinner,” you sigh. “That’s only if I confess my sins to you, Father Seungmin, and it’s not happening because I’m completely innocent.”

“Please never call me that again.”

“Noted.”

At that, your phone buzzes with a new notification. It’s from an unknown number, but you can see a display name. Jeongin.

~Jeongin: u up?

God, could this guy act more like a fuckboy? Somehow noticing the tension in the air despite your physical distance, Seungmin questions your mood.

“Jeongin just texted me.”

“Oh, so that’s what he wanted your number for.”

“Are you dumb?” You ask, but it feels more like an accusation. “Why the fuck else would he ask for my number, idiot?”

Seungmin makes a noise equivalent to a shrug, and you let it pass. You were just about to question him further about Jeongin asking for your number, but the man himself texts once again.

~Jeongin: wanna hang tmr?

“Ew,” you mutter quietly. “I think he thinks we’re friends or something.”

“Oh, right, I remember you don’t do those.” You can almost hear his eyes rolling at your annoyance at Jeongin. He’s expressed his disapproval for your one-sided rivalry many times, but you always bite back with words too vulgar to write down here.

“Yeah, you know you’re only my close acquaintance, right?” You turn your attention back to your phone, biting your thumb in deep thought. “I’ll be mean to him. Should send the right message.”

You need to change your technique anyway. Befriending him only to be annoying is only going to make him like you more, and betraying him out of the blue takes too much commitment. This is phase four, after all— you have such little time to get the job done. If you manage to succeed during senior year, people aren’t gonna care anymore because everybody is leaving anyway.

You won’t shy away from it anymore; it’s time to be direct. It’s time to be evil.

You: no.

Seungmin sputters out a laugh once you send the screenshot of your texts to him. “You couldn’t have even given him a reason why? God, you’re crueler than I thought.”

“Why can’t he just hate me back?” You whine, slumping your shoulders defeatedly. “Why is he so… So nice? What’s wrong with him?”

“Maybe he likes you,” Seungmin teases. “I kinda see the vision, actually. The nerd and the jock… Classic perfection.”

“You mean cliché,” you groan. “His type is probably other athletes or something. Popular people date popular people, Seungmo.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Seungmin continues in a sing-song tone, so you close your ears and make weird noises, a signal that it’s time for him to shut the fuck up.

jeongin (DONT RESPOND): oh

jeongin (DONT RESPOND): ok :[

A week later you’re sitting in front of the bus station, waiting for Seungmin to arrive. He had promised to take you to the new coffee shop that just opened up to get some work done as a means to get ahead of other students. Nerdy as it may be, this is your summer ritual with your best friend, and if you didn’t fulfill it by the beginning of the summer, the guilt is going to eat you alive until you won’t be able to properly enjoy your holiday.

The summer breeze (or lack thereof) feels like it’s burning you alive, so you pull off your usual sweater to reveal a tank top underneath. Huffing out in irritation, you send a quick text to Seungmin.

You: wru

You: why take so long

You: ur so not a gentleman this is why ur single

Instead of an answer, you receive a phone call in return. You pick it up. “Yo, where are you? I’ve been waiting here for fifteen fucking minutes, dude, I’m parched.”

“I brought a friend,” said Seungmin, completely disregarding your complaints. “Look in front of you.”

And there he is, walking towards you with none other than Yang Jeongin beside him, waving at you like a stray puppy. You close your eyes, trying to pretend for as long as possible that none of it is real. This is probably what I get for trying to sabotage someone out of the basketball team, you think to yourself, deciding to surrender to your fate and greet them with as much kindness as you can muster for the time being.

After approximately thirty minutes of sitting down and discussing the next academic year’s syllabus, you decide that that was the last bit of kindness in your heart. So when Jeongin leaves to go to the restroom, you waste no time catching Seungmin up on what you’ve actually been doing. The letter, the operation— everything.

“25 pages?” Seungmin asks you in disbelief. “My god, that’s a thesis.”

“It might as well be, at this point.” You nod solemnly at his comment. There’s no use denying anything; at your core, you’re just pure cruel and sadistic. At the very least you know your best friend will love you regardless, even if nobody else will.

“Listen, I love you, truly I do. But you’ve got to stop,” Seungmin grabs your shoulders and looks you dead in the eye. He has never looked this serious before and meant it. “He’s, like, falling in love with you.”

“Pardon me?”

“I know, I know, it’s your worst nightmare, and I know you don’t like him like that, which is why I’m telling you this. Stop now or you will break his heart even more.”

Just as you were about to respond, Jeongin comes back to the table. If he hadn’t, you’re not sure what you would have had to say. Would you disagree with even the thought of it, telling Seungmin he’s a liar? Would you have argued that if your plan were to work, Jeongin would hate you in the end anyway? Or would you have asked him how to make those feelings grow?

But no, no. He doesn’t like you, not like that. He’s just kind, that’s all. He can’t.

And the next hour passes by like torture, with both boys having to snap you back to the present moment about five times each. You couldn’t care less about the syllabus or the coffee or the new inside jokes you all made that day. All you could think about was how Jeongin’s hand would brush against yours when he borrowed a pencil, or the way his eyes would lock with yours when he laughed at Seungmin’s sarcastic remarks.

The entire time, your mind was calculating the probability of Jeongin actually being in love with you. Each answer was always too close to 1 for your liking.

You couldn’t get him out of your head.

To be fair, you never could. But it used to be about hatred. You used to find joy in boring two-hour classes because you knew you could just spend those two hours daydreaming about what Jeongin would look like with real tears in his eyes, with a scowl on his lips, with anything other than that damned smile.

You told your boss you’d be taking the night shift at Lucy’s for a while, because your days would be spent hanging out with friends on the holidays. This isn’t true at all, of course, you just found it more difficult to escape those Jeongin-plagued thoughts when you were about to drift to slumber. Unfortunately, this didn’t work the way you had hoped, because it turns out the diner basically doesn’t have any customers after 8 PM.

It’s almost 10 PM now, the hour when you’ll have to close up the diner. Nobody has come inside in the last forty-five minutes, so you figure it’s best to close up early. That way, you’ll get more time to scroll on your phone or read a book.

You should have seen it coming, really. You know you could never escape him. There, standing in front of the doors of Lucy’s diner, is your haunting, your shadow, your karmic retribution.

“I keep thinking about you,” he says, almost breathless, as he steps into the diner.

“How long have you been standing there?” “Like, five seconds,” he answers. Then, as if to emphasize his previous statement, he says, “You owe me sleep.”

“You don’t think that goes both ways?” You turn away from him, placing all the cleaning supplies on the bar counter. When you look back, he’s already eagerly striding towards you.

“What are you saying? That you want me?”

“I… I don’t know,” you mutter. You can’t look at him, not right now, not like this. You would break not just his heart, but yours as well. “I don’t know how I feel. I need a… an experiment or an investigation or something that I know is going to tell me if this is actually real, because I have no fucking clue what’s real anymore.”

Without another word, he places both palms on the counter behind you, trapping your body between his, and kisses you.

It knocks the breath right out of your soul. Every vessel in your brain is screaming at you, reminding you that it’s wrong and he’s not supposed to like you and you’re not supposed to like him back and that you sure as hell shouldn’t be kissing him at all, let alone your workplace.

Nevertheless, you can’t help it. Everything you knew has been proven wrong. Everything you have questioned has proven themselves to be true. You know nothing at all. You kiss him back.

Acknowledging your reciprocation, he lifts a hand to cradle your face, gently brushing his thumb over your cheekbone down to your jaw. He takes a step closer, pressing your body flush against his. You haven’t closed the diner; somebody could walk in at any moment.

Running your fingers through his soft locks, he takes the opportunity to trail his lips to your neck. It’s at this moment that you begin to feel everything, and it’s all too real too quick. You push him away, taking one brief glance at his disheveled hair and swollen, rose-tinted lips.

You know you shouldn’t. You know you’re being a coward. You know the answer.

Be that as it may, you still run.

seungmo: Bball game @ school tonight

seungmo: Idk what happened w u and jeongin but pls come to the game

seungmo: U know how much ive been looking forward to this

seungmo: I'll keep him away, i promise

You shouldn’t have gone. You should have stayed home, rotting in your room for yet another night, catching up on all the studying you missed out on when you went to that coffee shop with Seungmin, finding yourself tracing the shape of your lips when you’re deep in thought, recalling the way Jeongin’s felt on yours.

The truth is, you do know how much Seungmin has been looking forward to this match. He had realized long ago that you couldn’t care less about sports, but still he found your face amongst the crowd every single time. Even though you had such a deep scowl it made him chuckle every time he saw you, he felt his chest warm with affection at the act of being present.

This is one of those unconditional, unspoken rules you’ve established in your friendship. You would support him, and he would support you. You couldn’t have ditched this.

But as you approach closer and closer to the basketball court, you notice something amiss. By now, you should have been able to hear the rowdy chanting of other students. You should have already been blinded by the lights surrounding the court, considering it’s already 6 PM. You should have seen Seungmin waiting for you, but he’s not there.

Nothing’s there. Nothing but Yang Jeongin, standing in the middle of the court.

“I’m starting to think Seungmin is playing matchmaker,” you say as you walk towards him.

His face cracks into a fit of laughter, and it lights up the whole area. “You think?”

You’re close enough to him to see how puffy his eyes are— is he just exhausted or has he been crying? He’s silent for a second, catching his bottom lip between his teeth, before opening his mouth to finally speak.

“Listen, I—”

“No, no,” you interrupt him. “Let me speak first.”

“I used to despise you, as you already know. For a reason that is so stupid that if I said it out loud right now I’d pee myself laughing, probably. And I guess that hatred helped me cover up my insecurities, and that I couldn’t believe someone like me and someone like you could be with anything more than enemies.” At some point, you started looking into his eyes, and now you can’t seem to pull away. “You’re not boring, Yang Jeongin, not at all. You’re certain. You’re my probability of 1.”

“So… Moral of the story, I’m different from all the other boys, yes?” He teases, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer inch by inch.

“You think that’s the moral of the story?” “Hell, no,” he chuckles. “The moral of the story is that sometimes you need to ditch that whole superiority complex and realize that you’re exactly like everybody else. You’re smart, yes, but you’re also stupid and naive and clumsy. And that’s completely alright. That doesn’t make you any less deserving of anything, it just makes you human.”

And as he tugs you into a kiss, you realize he’s right. It doesn’t matter what you know. Life is still uncertain, anyway, and the probabilities of most things are far less than 1. All you know is that whatever happens, you’ll be loved in the process.

written by: 🥺

[14:04] your last class of the day was just about to start when yang jeongin, your seat mate, leaned over and tapped you on the shoulder, asking if he could copy your homework. again.

sighing, you retrieved your homework out of your bag and placed it in front of him. "don't make it look too obvious."

"i never do. you know that i'm a master of disguise, y/n."

"yeah, sure," you retaliated. "changing the order of a couple of words in a sentence doesn't make it less obvious that you copied."

he squinted and stuck his tongue out at you.

"i better get a reward for this," you grumbled.

at the end of the class, you were just walking out of the door when someone grabbed your bag, holding you back. you turned to face jeongin. he stared at you blankly, to which you gave a expectant nod.

"yes?"

"why are you leaving?"

you paused. what was wrong with this kid? "because it's the end of the day and i want to go home," you replied, matter-of-factly. "why? do you sleep on the desks overnight?"

"no! and i know, i just thought you might want your reward." a moment of silence as you blinked in confusion. "you know, for helping me."

"oh, okay. go ahead."

you held out your hands to him, expecting sweet treats, or money, or something of the likes to be placed generously in your palms.

you received nothing of the sort.

instead, a warm hand grasped your own, and before you could react, jeongin began pulling you through of the school.

"hey, what are you doing?"

he didn't answer, only dragged you through the corridors and out of the front gates. he only stopped when you planted your feet into the ground, stopping him from walking. defiantly, you untangled your hands. "jeongin, what the hell is going on?"

"i want to give you your reward."

"and my reward is being kidnapped?"

"no," he chuckled, eyes smiling with him and making your heart beat a lot faster than it should've. "i'm gonna take you out to get boba. there's a new shop near the park so we can go there."

you felt all of the breath leave your lungs at his words. you had expected a bar of chocolate at most for your help, not something like this.

"like...a date," you asked, except it sounded like more of a statement. you regretted the words as soon as they left your mouth, but jeongin nodded—much to your surprise.

"like a date," he confirmed. smiling, he held his hand out to you. "you coming?"