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Stray kids explaining what to do when someone has a heart attack or heart problems #2

Ft Lee Know, Changbin and Hyunjin💞

Jisung to chan: Hey, I lost my number, can I have yours? *winks*

Chan, blushing: wtf- Jisung did you just flirt- with me-

Jisung, confused af: what? No, I actually lost my phone so minho told me if I said this you would help me???

Minho: *laughing his ass off*

It's a fact💁

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Happy Birthday to the Best🎉✨

JISUNG ♡ NATAL CHART.

POV: You attend hogwarts and become close with the school's badboys, stray kids, and all of a sudden you are caught up in a love triangle between gryffindor's hyunjin and slytherin's jisung...

Who will you choose? Both have a history as players and breaking all the girls their heart, but both of them want to change for you so you'll STAY with them.

Hwang Hyunjin - Gryffindor❤🥀

Han Jisung - Slytherin💚🐍

Hiii, should I make this a full on imagine or like texts or maybe social media thingie?

OR maybe I should make them good boys instead of bad boys, what ya'll think?

All I think about is you...

[10:52 PM]

if it weren't for jisung sitting by your side on the couch, you'd probably be either fast asleep by now or binge watching anime with sad, sleepy eyes.

luckily enough, he was more than willing to spend the night watching TV together, but you can't help the guilt that eats away at you the later it gets.

tonight is halloween and the two of you had been planning on going to the party hyunjin throws every year. however, your luck is absolutely terrible, and after somehow managing to trip over your own feet like the uncoordinated mess you are, you ended up with a sprained ankle, hence you staying home on a night meant for social activity and fun.

when you told jisung you wouldn't be able to go tonight, he insisted on spending the night at yours instead to keep you company despite you insisting he shouldn't skip a night with the boys just for your sake.

"ji, it's still pretty early. if you wanna go, it's really not a problem, i totally understand-" you start, but he cuts you off with a loud shout of 'blah blah blah' like a disruptive child.

"really, Y/N, you don't have to worry about me! I'm completely happy chilling with you tonight. if I wasn't then I wouldn't be here right now, okay?" he reassures you, gently petting your head.

you manage a half-hearted smile and rest your head on his shoulder.

"besides," he says with a teasing smile on his handsome skeleton face (he's a skeleton every year and it's pretty much tradition now), "I'd probably be dragging you home by now if we had actually gone, anyway. the struggle of being a heavyweight when all of your friends can hardly handle a beer, huh?"

you smack him lightly but he's not entirely wrong - most of the guys are lightweights. it's just that he's certainly not a heavyweight and most of the time it's you dragging him home, not the other way around.

"yeah, okay. at least we know our limits, ji. remember the time you threw up all over seungmin's new carpet and proceeded to pass out right in the middle of the puddle?"

"yeah, but that was new year's eve! that's, like, the entire point," he claims, ever ready to make a convenient excuse for his irresponsibility.

you just laugh at him and he joins you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer.

the movie you're (hardly) watching seems to fade away as your eyelids grow heavy, and soon enough you're resting your entire weight against jisung's chest. the last thing you notice before you fall asleep is a soft murmur of 'night night, sleep tight' and a kiss on the top of your head.

han jisung | cuddle breaks

synopsis: you’re stressing out because of finals and school work and your roommate decides to take care of your anxiety

genre: high school!au, fluff, slight romance, one-shot

pairing: han jisung x fem!reader

tw: none it’s all fluff, except for a bit of swearing

a/n: han jisung is baby, so i decided to write this for him, enjoy~

☁︎︎

“ugh... this stupid essay is gonna be the death of me...” you grumbled to yourself as your pen slowly drags itself across the paper. another written exam you had to complete, school was stressing the hell out of you.

you already turned in your slightly rushed history exam, and you already studied for your science exam that’s coming up in two days. luckily you pick up on subjects easily, but you still have some language projects to fill out and a math exam you have to study for. this current written exam has been giving you so much anxiety because it’s supposed to be at least five pages long, and you’re only on the second page.

sighing in frustration, you closed your notebook and leaned back in your swiveling chair while pressing your palms against your face. that was when you heard the front door open

quickly putting on your house slippers, you skidded to the source of the sound, and you are met to see your- very attractive roommate, han jisung. he was one of the best students in your classes, as you both shared a few classes. he was also a very charming and charismatic young man, making him very well liked amongst the teachers and students. to be roommates with him was like a blessing,

ever since you two started living together in this small cozy room, you two started to become good friends, and even help each other with work, but you didn’t want to dump your current problems onto him, so you instead smiled and greeted him.

“hey jisung, how was track practice?” you asked, and he just waved you off playfully while giving one of his charming smiles.

“same as usual, hyunjin and felix making things chaotic as always. seungmin trying to murder them with a stick. I’m surprised mr. wang hasn’t sent them to the principal yet due to everything they cause,” jisung chuckled while grabbing one of his hoodies on the coat rack and putting it on, he then went to the kitchen to cook something. confused, you followed him there.

you were then met with him pulling ingredients out of the pantry, it looked like ingredients to make kimchi fried rice, aka one of your favorite foods, and jisung knew this. he never cooked your favorite foods before, he saw you standing idly at the entrance of the kitchen and he chuckled again before speaking up.

“what is it, y/n? you were staring,” he giggled in a flirtatious manner, which snapped you out of your daze. you huffed and crossed your arms.

“just surprised that you’re making kimchi fried rice. you never make that,” you explained while averting your eyes away from him, your cheeks slightly pink from his previous remark.

“you’re just as observant as ever. i just felt like making this for you, due to the year coming to an end,” he answered and you cocked your head at him in shock, he’s never cooked anything for you before.

noticing your confusion, he chuckled and spoke “don’t give me that look, dear. i know you’ve been overworking yourself recently due to finals, and i think you’ve studied enough,”

your cheeks grew a deeper red due to the nickname he gave you, he’s never called you any pet names before, let alone even give you a nickname. you sigh and look at him.

“why are you so concerned? not like it’s your exams...” you remarked at him, trailing your sentence off. you were too busy looking away at him that you didn’t notice him approaching you and pulling you behind him, your back hitting his chest.

“unlike you i know when to stop studying. i can hear you late at night going to the kitchen getting coffee, and you never leave your room anymore. don’t think i haven’t been noticing, y/n. please just this once let me take care of your needs,” he said sweetly while curling your hair in his finger.

you just stand there in pure shock. jisung has never been this gentle with you. he’s usually teasing you and acts like a playful innocent child around you, but this side of him was just something completely new, and you can feel your face light up due to how close he was to you.

sighing knowing you’ve lost, you speak up. “okay... but just this once i’ll let you do this,” you say softly, and he smiles to himself knowing he won.

“now that’s what i want to hear, go to the living room while i’m cooking, it’ll be done before you know it,” he said while gesturing you to leave.

once you fully exited the kitchen, you sighed to yourself, but it was a very slow one. you hadn’t realized up until now how shaky your body has been from jisung’s touch. he’s never held you like that before, but you weren’t aggravated by it. if anything you’re more than happy that he did that.

“han jisung what are you doing to me...” you mumbled to yourself while heading to the living room and laying on the couch, not even giving yourself time to register that you’re falling asleep.

ꨄ

“hey sleepyhead... wake up...”

you groaned as you heard a soft and sweet voice speak to you, you got up groggily and rubbed your eyes to be met with jisung’s soft eyes. slightly moving back due to how close he was, you spoke to him with a question.

“what happened..?”

“you took a quick nap on the couch, the food is ready though. you’re so tired that you knocked yourself out right here on the couch,” he commented and you just hung your head low in shame, you felt weak for having to put this burden on him.

noticing your saddened expression, he sat on the couch and pulled you into a lopsided hug, and you stiffened up at this action, but you didn’t push him away.

“look i know you’re probably thinking that you’re being a burden or some stupid shit like that, but don’t. don’t think anything like that, if anything i’m glad i’m doing this cause i can actually check up on your health. if anything i should be the upset one here cause i haven’t been taking care of you..” jisung spoke softly, you never knew he was so emotionally intelligent. you sighed and leaned into his touch.

“no jisung none of this was your fault, i should have been taking care of myself like you said, but... i’m glad you’re doing this,” you said reassuringly while he smiled.

“that’s good, let’s go and eat now before the food gets cold,” he said while gently hoisting you up from the couch to lead you to the dining room where the food awaited.

ꨄ

after having a delicious dinner cooked from the man han jisung himself, you were currently sitting on the couch with jisung, and a blanket draped around both of your guy’s legs as jisung scrolls through the tv with a remote in in hand as he was looking for a movie to watch.

being near jisung already sent your heart to an attack, as you felt your cheeks light up in embarrassment and your stomach had butterflies fluttering around it. him being this close to you is already making your stomach churn like butter, and your cheeks felt incredibly hot.

not knowing what else to do, you subconsciously leaned your head onto his shoulder and shifted your body closer to his, hoping that you’d get more comfortable in his loving grasp.

unfortunately for you that made you feel even more fluttery and you had the sudden thought run through your mind that jisung wouldn’t be comfortable with this. your point was probably proven as you saw his hand stop clicking the buttons on the remote. you screwed your eyes shut preparing for the worse.

but to your pleasant surprise, his hand wrapped around your body and he pulled you even closer to him, your head swimming in confusion and embarrassment due to this sudden action, but you sighed in content and left your body loosen up, he was so warm...

he eventually found a movie to watch and pressed play. he then rested his head on top of yours as the movie, as the atmosphere finally tensed down and you two got comfortable in your current position.

halfway into the movie, he felt you loosen up more than before, he looked over to you to see you were falling asleep. chuckling to himself, he turned off the movie and let you settle yourself onto him, but he wasn’t prepared for what came out of your mouth.

“i love you, jisung...” you mumbled sleepily, and that left the poor boy incredibly flushed as you fell asleep in his arms.

it took him a moment to process what you just said, and he smiled to himself, feeling the pink on his cheeks dust. he then got himself and you comfortable as he pulled you into his embrace, sighing in satisfaction due to how you smelled like fresh flowers from a field.

“i love you too, y/n..” he said to you softly before letting himself fall asleep, with you gently cuddled into his loving arms.

☁︎︎

hey y’all i’m back with with some han jisung fluff. he’s so adorable i just had to write for him

anyways if you have any requests send them in cause ya girl will write for any group on my pinned post

this is @/krysphycookiez logging off... ♡︎

Would it be okay to ask for more stray kids x fem!maknae reader? whether it's a oneshot, imagine or hc doesn't matter hun.

maybe where reader is pretty tall like 5'8 and kinda buff, she's not insecure about her body but the boys always tease her. she's kinda seen as intimidating/cold but really she's just an introverted dork that loves food a lot. and maybe the fans get to finally see her dorky playful side? if u dont wanna do this it's totally fine!! 🥰😚

The best of luck and a lot of love,

-Honey

stray kids | just a bit of teasing

synopsis: you’re really tall and the boys tease you, so you show them something they weren’t expecting

pairing: stray kids x fem maknae!reader

genre: platonic, fluff, one-shot

a/n: thanks for the request sweet anon! i hope this isn’t too bad, cause i kinda went my own way with it, but it was very fun to write!

♫

“y/nnnnn~”

“eh— what is it??”

you glance up from your phone to see jisung looking over your shoulder with a bright smile, while some others would probably find this cute, you know that’s his secret devilish look when he’s planning something mischievous.

“what is it, hyung?” you said in a slightly playful manner, his smile only got wider as he proceeded to speak. “can you get the plates for me in the cabinet since you’re taller than meee~?”

and here he goes again, you were surprisingly on the taller side in your group, being taller than four of your members. you didn’t mind, in fact the attention was endearing, but sometimes they could go too far with their teasing.

“no hyung you can get it yourself,” you retort back with a cheeky grin, and that causes the little squirrel to pout. “but you’re so helpful when it comes to this stuff! just this one time pleaaaase~?”

not wanting to find out how long he’d continue this childish act of his, you get up and go to the cabinet to get him a plate. but out of the corner of your eye you could see two pairs of eyes looking at you mischievously, you sigh playfully and get jisung a plate.

“here, also i can see you two, you guys aren’t slick,” you said sassily, causing the two voices to chuckle and emerge from the corner, revealing the two guilty parties to be felix and seungmin.

“sorry~ we just wanted to catch a moment where you let your cold-looking facade fall, you’re cute when you’re soft y’know,” felix said cheekily causing your lips to curve a bit.

he wasn’t wrong though, you always seemed to look pissed off and such which really wasn’t the case, this caused friction between the STAY fandom at times, though it was always concluded as a misunderstanding.

“annnnnnd I’ll be taking that!” you exclaimed while snatching the phone from seungmin’s hands before bolting off, leaving the three boys in the dust as they all chased after you. “yah get back here you brat! respect your hyungs!” seungmin screamed as he ran after you.

to the misfortune of the boys, you deleted the video just as they got the phone back from you and they all groaned in defeat. “y/n-ahhh~ how come you don’t wanna show your soft and cute siiiide~? it’s cuuuute~” jisung whined and you punched him in the shoulder.

“no hyung it’s embarrassing!” you yelped while covering your face to hide your blush, and that caused all three boys to light up and start teasing you.

“awwww is our maknae embarrassed~?”

“shut up!”

ꕥ

currently you, chan and minho were going grocery shopping to make dinner later, you asked minho if he could let you go check out the sweet snacks and he agreed to let you go (to your pleasant delight but you didn’t show it cause you know you’d get teased).

right now you were acting like a little kid in front of the wide variety of snacks, you were a sucker for food, especially sweet snacks like pocky or hello panda.

you were about to grab another pack of pocky but you turned around to be met with the evil grins of minho and chan, as they sneakily filmed you while you were hoarding all the snacks to yourself.

surprised by their sudden appearance, you squealed and dropped everything you were holding (luckily there was no one around) and tried to grab the phone from minho. you might have been the same height as him, but he was so much faster than you.

“hyuuuung delete it! get that embarrassing crap out of here! i’d rather die than let that be published!” you whined as chan was doubled over in laughter while minho merely chuckled and hugged you as you tried to grab the phone. “awwww our y/n is so cute when she’s embarrassed~” minho said playfully and you continued sulking.

luckily, you took this opportunity to snatch the phone and delete the video, making minho yell at you and smack you in the head, and chan pinched your cheeks too (it was playful tho dw).

“what’s with everyone trying to take videos of me lately...”

ꕥ

and to end your lovely afternoon. what’s a better activity to do than practice the choreo for god’s menu with these eight chaotic boys.

what you didn’t dnt take into account is that the boys would continuously tease you for being so good at dancing cause of your “well fit body” and “tall and lean figure” as they quote.

yes while the praise was cute, they didn’t know what they were stirring up inside of you, your little evil maknae side was about to shine soon and they don’t see it coming.

after rehearsing your new choreo at least for the third time, it was time for a break, and you went to get your water bottle. but of course they boys had to speak up with their loud voices, making you stop what you were doing.

“ahhhh our little y/n is so good at dancing~ it’s because of her fit body right~?”

“yep! but then again she isn’t that little~ she’s one of the tallest here!”

and little comments made their way towards you while the other members were laughing. you smirked, put down your water bottle and approached the boys, making them stop their abrupt laughter for a moment as they looked up at you in confusion.

“i’m strong and tall huh? well in that case i should have no problem doing this!” you exclaimed. and before the boys knew it, you had jisung over your shoulder and you kept twirling in circles with him on your shoulders as he let out a mixture of laughter and pure screaming, making the boys surprised, but amused as they laughed as well. “ahhhh y/n-ahhh!! put me down i’m older than you!” jisung exclaimed while wiping his eyes due to the tears from laughing so hard

“but i’m taller and stronger though!” you piped up as you put him down, you then started chasing the other shorter members, holding out your arms as they screamed and cowered away in fear of facing your wrath.

too distracted by tickling them and putting in your best efforts to bring as much euphoria as you can, you were too distracted to notice changbin and minho recording you with an evil smile, as they uploaded the video to twitter and instagram.

“just wait until STAYs see this one,” changbin said mischievously as minho laughed along with him.

♫

i had a lot of fun writing this one! thanks for requesting bab! if you guys liked this one please send in more requests!

this is @/krysphycookiez logging off... ♡︎

UHMMM HELP ME WHAT THE HELL IS JISUNG TRYING TO DO I'M LITERALLY SHAKING

Binsung in the new skz code 😍

DON'T KNOW ABOUT YALL BUT IM OBSESSED 😭😭😭😭😭

I swear this man is trying to kill me and its working

Pinterest: *gives me a bunch of random han pictures*

It-

It knows-

HOW DOES IT KNOW?

Also me: *searching han edits at 3am*

State of Grace

Pairing: Han Jisung x reader

Genre: Fluff - Friends to Lovers

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: You’re a musician who has written State of Grace (full creds to Taylor) and have called upon your friend Chan to help record it, but he brings a couple of others along to the studio.

Word Count: 2,384

A/N - Hey! This is my first post, mind that it's kind of half-written, but eh

A/N (2?) - I thought of this whilst listening to Taylor's State of Grace, though I have butchered one line in this to fit the idea

‘Han?’ you muttered, repeating the name as though it might ease the process of understanding just what was being said. ‘Han is coming to the studio?’

Chan didn’t so much as glance over his shoulder, he simply nodded his head, too busy with adjusting the buttons and switches laid out before him.

‘Right,’ you sighed and you almost laughed out loud because that was just fucking typical.

This simply wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Han wasn’t meant to witness you recording what was essentially a confession. What you’d wanted was time - time to decide whether you were going to share the song at all and if you were, it was going to be a tape, packaged up with love, meant for his ears and his ears only. Whatever plan you’d had, however, was slipping through your fingers. And worst of all, you couldn’t even be angry with Chan - maybe he had some inkling of your interest in Jisung, but he’d only invited him and Changbin to help with the recording process and his generosity had only your own interests in mind.

The thought of hurrying into the recording booth to begin before Jisung and Changbin might arrive was equally short-lived as the studio door was unlatched and those in question walked in. Changbin entered first and even if you hadn’t glimpsed upwards, praying it was simply a staff member, his voice preceded him. ‘Ay, ay, ay. Good morning!’

Chan swivelled in his chair to greet them, as Changbin patted him on the shoulder and passed by. Han followed, an easy-going expression across his face. If it had been any other occasion, you would have been overjoyed to have the three alongside, and you always enjoyed writing with the group. This was very different though and when Han held out his iced coffee for you to share and your cheeks warmed, you felt positively stupid. Here was Han, one of your closest companions, the one you’d always share iced-coffees with and there was you - blushing as though you hadn’t met before, as though you hadn’t spent three weeks grinding out a song meant to encompass just how in love with him you were.

A shake of your head and Han retracted his offer, but not without a cheery smile, reminder enough why you were doing this to take the edge off your nerves. He momentarily moved to the mixing desk and at Chan’s side, spoke briefly to the leader. After a few minutes, Chan questioned whether you were ready to go - a fleeting glance to Jisung and you saw the excited expression across his face.

‘Uh, sure,’ you nodded, ‘I’ll get set-up.’

Chan immediately returned his attention to the desk and Han continued to loiter behind. To enter the adjoining recording booth, you moved past Changbin, who gave your arm an enthusiastic nudge and cheered from the seat he’d taken near the doorway.

In the booth, stood before the microphone, mouth cotton-like, Han’s offer of coffee seemed like a missed opportunity. Chan had spoken over the monitor at least three minutes ago asking whether you were settled and you’d truly dragged out every second possible detangling the imaginary knot in your headphones, but you couldn’t procrastinate much more. When you finally pried your fingers from the wires, you mustered enough courage to look across the recording booth and to the window that connected the space to the next room. From here, you could make out Chan perched behind the mixing desk and Changbin was slowly swivelling in half-circles at his left. Jisung was stood behind, his lower-back pressed against the wall - you were envious of his composure. But, then again, he wasn’t about to throw up his innermost emotions in front of his closest friends.

Chan patiently asked again and this time, you caught his eye through the glass and gave a thumbs-up, feeling far meeker than you looked. But, this was it. No backing out now.

One of those situated behind the mixing desk pressed a series of buttons and adjusted several sliding controls until the instrumental piece you’d composed was filtering through your headphones. All you had to do was get out those words you’d spent all that time writing, like you had a hundred times before. Hell, you’d recorded in front of the entirety of the group before, and a love song at that, but not one so intimate, so meaningful. One meant for one of them.

All you had to do was get through the first verse, which was ambiguous, and the rest, the important stuff, would simply have to follow. Maybe Han wouldn’t even notice.

In the adjoining room, Jisung was staring at you through the window. Changbin was murmuring something to the room, but he wasn’t listening, he didn’t want to miss a second of hearing you sing.

‘And I never, saw you coming. And I’ll never, be the same.’

As he listened, his thoughts seemed to suddenly muddy and he was conscious of the abrupt pounding of his chest. He elected to listen a little harder to what you were singing - your voice was breathtaking, but the lyrics struck something deeper. He wasn’t even sure if he had heard correctly, but he couldn’t let it slip completely from his mind - you had just said what he always said. I never saw you coming. At this point, he wasn’t even sure how the joke started, you weren’t even particularly short, he’d just made a stupid comment someday that he hadn’t seen you arrive because you were too far below his eye-line and the dumb joke had stuck. And now, you were standing in the recording booth singing the line back to him.

The more he listened, the more he stumbled across.

‘You come around and the armour falls, pierce the room like a cannonball.’

The reference felt vague, but the allusion was there nonetheless. He was the cannonball, any one of his group would have known that. In all his haphazard joviality, when he was comfortable, he did nothing else but burst into each and every room and he’d never realised that it’d been noticed. That you, had noticed.

To be sure that he wasn’t merely hearing things, before he leapt to some great conclusion that you felt the same way about him as he did you, he leant forward and asked Chan if there was a copy of the lyrics lying around. Chan-nodded - he swivelled his chair to the right and rooted through a pile of papers, before he altered his search and moved to the left. He thumbed through another stack and this time he pulled out a couple of pages and offered them to Han. There were two double-sided pages, each covered with scribbles and crossing-outs and arrows connecting one line to another. It certainly wasn’t an example of the finished product, but a detailed insight into the writing process that you’d undertaken. As he cast his glance over the pages, he almost overlooked the words scrawled into the corner, the paper was so dog-eared and crumpled that the scratch could have gone entirely overlooked. But there, in the right-hand corner, underlined twice, in your rushed handwriting, were two words: ‘For Han.’

As you shifted in front of the microphone, his eyes crawled over the handwriting on the page in his hand. One line stood out and as the words filtered through to his brain, his chest tightened. If he’d glanced upwards, he would have seen the edges of Chan’s mouth lift into a half-smile as he watched Jisung analyse your lyrical work, knowing what was coming.

‘Up in your room and our slates are clean, just twin earth signs, four brown eyes.’

He felt his cheeks burn scarlet, his entire body suddenly felt hot, and he couldn’t possibly pry his line of sight from the papers in his clasp for fear of the other two seeing his flush. Even if they didn’t turn around to look at him, they could surely hear the hammering of his heart behind his ribcage, or the sudden rise in his breathing. Mostly, he didn’t care if they did, he was simply stunned into a sense of quiet and he wasn’t certain he’d be able to find anything to reply if they directed a question his way.

He was faintly aware that you’d finished - your voice no longer drifted through to the room and Chan was muttering his praise through the monitor. But, you were still stood in the recording booth, seemingly loitering, fiddling with your headphones once more, too shy to risk glimpsing through the window in case you caught Jisung’s eye. Perhaps he was oblivious to everything about the scene, or more likely, he was forcing the issue, but Changbin lifted himself from his seat and swung the doorway to the booth open, before calling you through.

Jisung didn’t pause to consider his own actions for a moment - as Changbin threw the entranceway wide, he pushed himself from the wall and made for the recording booth, ducking beneath Changbin’s arm and neglecting his too-loud shout of something - confusion or encouragement, he wasn’t sure. The commotion caused you to look over - Changbin was grinning, smugly at that, and walking to Chan’s side as he shook his head, an equal expression across his own features. But, Han - well, he was moving in your direction faster than you could even blush.

If the lyrics hadn’t been on-the-nose enough, he was clutching at your notes and you knew that, as you’d momentarily paused in your writing and your mind had drifted, you’d scratched his name somewhere on the page. Now he was coming for you and you weren’t sure if that was anger across his features, or what. In truth, he felt the furthest thing from angry - he’d entered the room in a moment of reckless confidence, but with each step, it continued to wane and he had only the heaving of his chest to remind him of his uncertainty. It was quite possible that he knew you like the back of his hand, but this was new, untrodden ground and he was nervous, like he’d been the first time he’d ever met you.

Then, you were looking to him, features threatening to twist into reticence, but you opted for a gentle sigh and spoke his name softly. ‘Han -’

He drew up to a stop, barely a metre from your position and as you caught his eye, instead of withdrawing from embarrassment, you mustered a small laugh. God had decided your fate and well, what the fuck else could you do except laugh and resign yourself to whatever was going to follow.

Jisung laughed too - line of sight momentarily falling to the floor, right-hand going to scratch the back of his neck, but he was smiling.

Okay. Okay.

‘I’m, uh,’ you stammered, ‘a bit nervous. This, uh, wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Wait, you know what I’m talking about, right? Actually, never mind, it was obvious, right? I’ve rehearsed this in my head, like a lot, it’s just that I didn’t think I’d be saying it like this.’

You forced yourself to look at his face, seeking some sort of reassurance. But, he appeared blank and entirely unseeing and your heart dropped. ‘Saying what?’ Han questioned, seemingly confused.

As you were about to begin backtracking, heart somewhere three floors below, Han’s features suddenly altered and he was giving you that silly grin he gave when he thought he’d just said something downright hilarious.

‘Wh - what?’ you mustered, furrowing your brow.

He continued to smile, but you noted the scarlet colour of his cheeks. ‘Han!’ you groaned.

So this was how he was taking it, you supposed it could have been worse.

Maybe your expression gave your thoughts away, for Han seemed to sober up, though his smile didn’t altogether disappear. ‘The song,’ he started, ‘Sounded good, really good, in fact. I, uh, got these from Chan,’ and he held up the papers in his clutch.

‘Oh, yeah.’

God fucking damn. Why were you both so freakin’ bad at this.

‘A cannonball, huh?’ he murmured.

As you looked at him, you saw his widening smile. ‘Han, I swear to God.’

He threw his head back and his laughter went all the way to crinkle the edges of his eyes and for a moment, you wondered whether he really hadn’t a clue as to what was going on, because you weren’t sure any confession had ever gone the way this one was going.

‘Sungie,’ you sighed, about to berate him for whatever the hell was going on, but his hands were suddenly on either of your cheeks and he was leaning down, his mouth moving for your own.

The gentle shaking of his hands and the heat emanating from the flush of his cheeks betrayed his nerves, but he kissed you and moved away, all before you could possibly contemplate closing your eyes. As he withdrew, you tested his name on your lips once more, but your voice wouldn’t quite come. You ghosted your fingers over your lower lip, unsure if you were entirely conscious, because, you know, Han Jisung, the love of your life, had just kissed you.

You glanced to him, recognising the crimson flare of his skin, but uncaring. Your eyes felt watery as they trailed over his features and your adoration felt thick in your throat. Able to perceive the apprehension in his eyes, you reached for his sleeve and gently tugged him closer. For a moment, your line of sight remained fixed on his chest, before you forced it higher, feeling the beginnings of a smile overcome your astonishment. A lifetime seemed to pass as you rose to tiptoes and closed your eyes, mouth aiming for his.

Now, he took his time, bold enough to place a hand on your waist as you slipped a hand to his chest. He seemed hesitant to pull away and as you drew back, your eyes met and giddy smiles were exchanged. Though, his expression was quick to soften, ‘You never saw that coming, huh?’ he said teasingly.

‘Haaaan,’ you groaned again, forehead falling forward onto his chest, ‘I hate you.’

[ Being in a Secret Relationship with Jisung Headcanons ] -

Pairing: Han Jisung x reader

Warnings: Reference to 18 + Content

- Given that it had been only a few years since Stray Kids had debuted, Jisung was technically bound by the clauses and subclauses of his contract, which explicitly stated dating to be off the table

- When Jisung met you, however, a few lines printed on a page weren’t going to come between him and what he wanted

- Whilst ignoring the rules put in place by management was easy, keeping the relationship quiet was significantly more difficult than either of you expected it to be

- Truthfully, you hadn’t meant to keep it from the group, Han was just a little shy about showing affection in front of them and you wanted to be as respectful as possible

- Thankfully, you were an established member of the SKZ friendship circle so being seen out and about with any member, Jisung included, was entirely overlooked by both the media and management

- This meant that you and Jisung were able to get coffee and walk to the studio together, but that is as far as you both felt comfortable going in public - anything else might have been too risky and flagged your relationship up to JYP

- There was constantly the risk of being caught standing a little too close to each other by a fan

- Honestly, Han worried a lot too - he sometimes felt overwhelmed by everything - the pressure to produce material that his fans would appreciate, maintaining his physical appearance and keeping-up with Chan’s searing pace in the studio

- After seeing him consume near four Iced Americano’s in a single day, you knew that his stresses had finally caught him up and he was drastically trying to fight them off by hiding away in the studio and battling sleep

- When you found him, you asked whether your relationship was adding to his worries

- The question startled him and he immediately stood to meet you in the middle of the room, his hands reaching for yours - he saw the furrow of your brow and realised that he had been a little distant recently and considering that he’d expressed his apprehension of exposing your relationship, he felt your question was justified

- He felt incredibly guilty all of a sudden and, holding your hands, began to apologise for pushing you away and naturally you would reassure him that it was okay, you understood, but you were here for him and if he needed space, it was fine

- Jisung was instantly like, ‘huh’, ‘what’, ‘no’, you were here and he wasn’t going to lose you

- So, after he says this it could go either one of two ways –

- The first, Jisung would extend his arms outward and coax you in for a long, heartfelt hug. His hands would wrap around your back and he’d rest his chin against your shoulder, making sure to tell you that he is positively, irrevocably, in love with you. And he’d be grateful, saying that he knows he can be a little difficult from time to time and he appreciated your endless affection. When the moment suddenly felt a little too sappy for comfort, he would definitely end the exchange by purposely squeezing your waist too hard just to hear you laugh.

- Or, all that caffeine would go to his head and he’d lurch for you, his hands reaching for your face, and he’d dive right in for your mouth. One hand would move to your hip and he’d suddenly pull you nearer, as if that were possible, so your hips were flush. His hands would keep you there, at least until he decided it wasn’t enough and then he was backing you against the nearest wall and the moment your back hit against it, he would place a hand beneath your thigh and raise it against his own.

- It would get steamy real quick and he’s grinding his hips against you, making himself a little more hard each and every time and you’re almost breathless from the whirlwind of it all

- Jisung can be a horn dog, let’s be real and being in the studio is hardly going to stop him when he’s feeling needy and you’re looking fine

- Chan would politely knock on the studio door a little while later, not wanting to disturb Jisung in case he was recording and when he was invited in, he would see you asleep on the little sofa against the backwall and Jisung would be sat at the mixing desk engrossed his work

- Chan would instantly know that something was a little off – the scene seemed ordinary enough, but Han’s hair was just a little too tousled and he’d glance at you properly and suddenly realise that you didn’t seem to have any trousers on – thankfully Jisung’s hoodie was long enough to hide the precious parts of you, but your bare legs were enough to betray exactly what you had been up to prior to Chan’s arrival

- When Jisung realises that Chan is stood beside him, he has to stop himself from panicking because now the moment of lust has passed, he realises that screwing in the studio was possibly a little, a lot, risky

- So, he definitely blushes as he looks at his leader and Chan is definitely blushing back because this is the last thing he expected

- Chan would choke out what he had to say and then leave as quickly as possible

- Jisung is caught somewhere between embarrassment and a sort of ‘who cares’ attitude, though he supposes that your relationship is probably no longer a secret and part of him is a little remorseful that Chan even got a glimpse of your bare legs

- It wasn’t exactly how he planned to reveal your relationship and Chan’s shock would probably prevent him from being able to resist from sharing immediately with Changbin, who would tease Jisung to no end, but what could he do now

- Besides, you were half-naked behind him and that was enough to put a fair few of his worries to bed

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