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PAIRING: kim seungmin x reader GENRE: fluff WC: 572 WARNINGS: none(?)

“Okay, that’s it,” Seungmin closed the book he was holding, looking directly at you. “What’s going on with you?”

Nothing’s going on with you, is what you want to say. But you just stopped scrolling and shifted your gaze to Seungmin who was leaning on the couch across from you. Your eyebrows raised in a questioning manner.

“You’ve sighed like 100 times in the past 15 minutes,” Seungmin observes. You rolled your eyes at him, focusing back on your screen. You scroll past a book review video; too tired to think, scroll past a breakfast recipe without saving it, scroll past a cute animation video without even smiling.

“101 times now,” Seungmin announces. You look at him, still not saying anything. Afraid that if you even open your mouth, you won’t stop talking. Seungmin stands from his seat and moves to the other end of your couch. He lifted your feet fleetingly before sitting down with your feet on his lap. “Don’t you want to share what’s inside that little brain of yours?”

“Are you saying I’m dumb?” you voiced for the first time since the last hour. You wittingly press your heel towards his thigh, earning a low grumble from Seungmin.

“That’s your word, I won’t say such things to my girlfriend,” Seungmin said, drumming to your shin. “So?”

You unintentionally sigh and then smile at Seungmin when you realize before setting your phone on your chest.

“Don’t you feel like the world is moving too fast?” you proposed. Lately, the bones in your body refuse to cooperate, and you’re just constantly tired. “Weren’t we just graduating high school yesterday? And suddenly we’re going on our own way, doing interns and everything else. It’s like we don’t even have time for each other.” your voice waning.

“Aw, is this your way of saying you miss me?” Seungmin teased. You respond by once again pressing your heel towards his thigh. “But I get you” he leaned back on the couch, pausing to find the right word to respond to you. You sigh again, laughing now that you remember the exact count of how many times you sigh.

“I don’t think it’s normal to feel this way, because like… we have different paces, and I shouldn’t compare myself to others. But at the same time, I just can’t stop thinking about where we’ll go in life… What will happen to… us?”

“Do you think we’ll break up after we graduate?” You nodded sheepishly. A grin plastered on your face, matching Seungmin’s playful energy. He puts a hand over his chest, sounding hurt, “Unbelievable.”

You laugh ardently. Of course, there’s only a small part of you that thinks that way, the others are proceeding with certainty that you’ll get through whatever crisis this is with him.

“I know you’ve heard enough of it, and it probably won’t have any effects. But we’re going to be fine, babe,” Seungmin said, tracing circles on your shin. “The future’s undecided, right, but we’re doing everything we can right now to shape it into something that we dreamt about.”

And he’s only wrong about one thing, every word he says does have its effect on you, and you believe in him. You believe you’ll be fine.

a/n. shout out to every last-year college student out there. we got this<3 also seungmin kinda look like jake (enha) on that pic... he's so boyfriend

beautiful

PAIRING: bang chan x reader GENRE: established relationship, fluff WC: 624 WARNINGS: detailed mention of insecurities

“how are you so beautiful?” you blurted out of the blue. you were lying comfortably in chan's lap, getting distracted by his ethereal features. his hand stops stroking your hair, peeling his eyes from the cartoon playing on the TV. you offer him a sheepish smile, like those lovesick teenagers.

“are you saying that because i actually am or because you just like me?” he teases you. he can’t lie though, his heart skips a beat when you voice out the question so casually, so innocently. he never knew how to take on a compliment, and you don’t necessarily make it sound like one by the way you candidly say those kinds of things in your mundane routine.

you click your tongue, repressing a smile that’s about to bloom.

“i mean it, you know,” you continue saying. he chuckled before lowering his head to kiss your forehead.

“thank you?” he said more like a question. and you’re holding back from rolling your eyes. one of those days, you’d let it slide (you have tons more compliments to throw at him anyway), but today was not one of those days as you sit up from your position, adjusting yourself to face him. his hand hangs mid-air, throwing you a confused look.

you take it with both hands, placing it in front of your heart (in hopes of sharing all of your truest feelings with the man you love the most).

“listen, channie,” you start, you scoot forward to him until your knees are touching the side of his thighs. you sigh, thinking, this would be so cheesy, but you’d do anything to make this man see what you see every day. “you’re beautiful, the most beautiful person i ever met, the most beautiful person alive.”

“how?” he asks again. because for him, beauty is subjective, it’s a preference.

you look at him for a moment, you want to whip out your diaries, reading all of the entries about him. his eyes search for yours amidst the silence and that’s when it struck you—

“your eyes,” you start again, feeling warmth dominate your heart as you gaze into those pair of russet brown irises. “it’s the color of autumn, when you stand under the sun, it turns into a brighter, honey color. and it’s sweet, and it gives me a sense of home.” he smiled and there was a crinkle on the corner of his eyes that showed his sincerity.

“you look even more beautiful when you smile” you bring a hand closer to his face, poking the dimple that complements his smile. “this is practically my favorite feature.”

and if his eyes are autumn, then his smile is spring. the way he’s able to bring the energy just by smiling is astonishing to you.

you place a hand on his cheek. and warmth radiates from the spot you touched. like the summer sun, without the overbearing heat. and it’s cute and you still have a lot in your pocket.

and he can read you because he quickly pulls your body, enveloping you in a snug embrace that could save you from the excruciating cold in winter.

“don’t say anything more please,” he said shyly. you smile, placing your face in the crook of his neck. you would do this a thousand times more. you would shout about how beautiful he is from the top of the building if you could.

he smiled as he pressed a kiss to the side of your hair. his heart filled to the brim with emotion; pride, joy, love, and awe. and he wonders if it’s possible to be more content than this moment right now.

and oh, how you pledged yourself to shower him with all the love he deserves.

a/n. i think this was inspired by one of his bbl messages i am soooooo whipped for this man it's unbearable.

SKZ Hyunjin late night/hard thoughts

I should be asleep but my brain won’t stop thinking about needy!hyunjin—

warnings: there are smutty thoughts— +18 content | minors DNI

- needy!hyunjin who loves to be the big spoon and smell your hair until he falls asleep

- needy!hyunjin who asks to hold your hand even in the most random moments… you are brushing your teeth? he would look at you and reach out for you to hold his hand

needy!hyunjin who walks a little bit faster to be the first one to greet you when you walk in… he doesn’t like you hugging anyone else before him

needy!hyunjin who loves talking over the phone/facetiming you when you are not sharing the same bed— he lovrs to fall asleep listening to your voice

needy!hyunjin who often double and triple texts you just to make sure you are still on for that date

- needy!hyunjin who needs to kiss you goodbye because he wants you to remember his lips on yours until he comes back

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- needy!hyunjin who gets so easily turned on by you that he needs to cover up his hard-on in public

- needy!hyunjin who loves when you ride him, eyes closed, lips parted… he cums from just seeing you enjoy his cock so much

- needy!hyunjin who can’t wait to get home after the dinner party, not when you look so deliciously fuckable… he needs to have you so he parks the and has you in the back of the car

- needy!hyunjin who cries when you deny him an orgasm because he is being too impatient— he will beg which turns him on even more

- needy!hyunjin who wants you to mark him with your pretty lips… mark his neck, his inner thighs, and bruise his lips. this is your masterpiece.

- needy!hyunjin who has you in all fours and grabs you by the neck you pull your body towards him… he needs to smell you and have you closer as he fucks you to your second or third orgasm

- needy!hyunjin who takes care of you and showers with you once you are done, helps you get dress and cuddles with you until you are in deep sleep

Omg I'm laughing so hard at this, it's basically my friend and me having conversations 😂

✶Stray Kids reacting to their s/o typos✶ (TEXTING)

Summary: What the title says.

A little note: I can't write... Nor spell... Those are actually real typos I did with my best friend...

Genre: Crack, and some fluff

Pairing: Bf!Skz x gn!reader

Warning: swearing, a bit of insults, mention of food and drinks, unintentional mention of alcohol. Possibly some writing mistakes(Ironically... but beside the intended typos)

Hyung-Line

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・❥・Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Female Reader

・❥・Genre: Kind of (?) Villainous FL , angst, romance, college au, enemies to lovers, very minor love triangle, social media au (With written parts)

・❥・Synopsis: It girl, Queen Bee the most popular girl around campus Song Y/N was envied by everyone. She has it all, money, the looks and brains. After making a bet with her bestfriend Yeosang her life takes a turn to the worse, seeming to lose everyone around her she doesn't expect the only person to stick by her side to be her Ex-first love and long time enemy - Hwang Hyunjin.

(The bet part is inspired by the k-drama tempted however nothing else is the same)

・❥・Warnings: Vulgar language, swearing, kys jokes etc. Mentions of weight and disordered eating. Sexual themes and talks. FL is really mean and malicious at times (will get better ofc) {will add more later if needed}.

・❥・Status: On Going.

TW = TRIGGER WARNING.

W = WRITTEN PART.

Profiles (Y/N's Friends)

Profiles (Hyunjin's Friends)

Profiles (Notable Cast)

One - Cheating Again.

Two - New Girl.

Three - I hate Her.

Four - The Beast Is Out.

Five - Early Birdies.

Six - What’s Your Problem?

Seven - Talking In Circles.

Eight - Just One Meow (TW).

Nine - Give Us A Chance.

Ten - Operation : Hwang's Pet.

Eleven - Why Is It Always Her? (TW) (W)

Twelve - Lock Me Up.

Thirteen - The Bet.

Fourteen - A little Too Silly.

Fifteen - I'm A Fuck Up

・❥・Taglist: Open.

Not everything is as it seems, a lesson she needed to learn the hard way. But she’s not alone. She’ll never be alone.

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True Soulmate Masterlist

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Soul Link - The name of your soulmate is tattooed on your wrist.

Pairings - Hwang Hyunjin x Reader, Lee Felix x Reader

Warnings - This au deals with a lot of mature themes and topics such as : stalking, kidnapping, obsession, swearing, drinking, partying, sex, murder. If any of these topics are triggering, please skip out on this au. Otherwise, please enjoy. 

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Prologue - Getting The Soul Link (plus profiles)

Chapter 1 - Pretty Privilege 

Chapter 2 - Girl Supremacy 

Chapter 3 - Only Her

Chapter 4 - Poison

Chapter 5 - Cupcakes

Chapter 6 - Girls Night

Chapter 7 - The Morning After

Chapter 8 - Bleed Him Dry

Chapter 9 - Luckiest Man In The World

Chapter 10 - Boyfie

Chapter 11 - Jisungie

Chapter 12 - My Beauty

Chapter 13 - Simping

Chapter 14 - Fucking Hwang

Chapter 15 - Con His Cute Face

Chapter 16 - The L Word

Chapter 17 - Exploring

Chapter 18 - The Truth (texts and written)

Chapter 19 - What A Plot Twist You Were

Chapter 20 - Goodbye

Chapter 21 - Please Believe Me

Chapter 22 - Nightfall

Chapter 23 - Fixing What You Ruined

Chapter 24 - One Year Later

Chapter 25 - Finally

Chapter 26 - Miss Me?

Chapter 27 - Channie

Chapter 28 - Only You

Chapter 29 - I Need You

Chapter 30 - Code Black (texts and written)

Chapter 31 - The Greatest Man To Ever Exist

Epilogue - All I Know Is Everything

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ALTERNATE ENDING

Chapter 30 - A New Story (texts and written)

Chapter 31 - Oblivious Idiots

Epilogue - My Happily Ever After

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BONUS CHAPTERS

Chapter 1 - The First Kiss

Chapter 2 - Wait For Me

Chapter 3 - Never Been Happier

「Stray Kids; Halloween Series」

→halloween death doors←

⚠️enter at your own risk⚠️

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Bang Chan’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

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👣 👣

👣 👣

🚪0408

Kim Woojin’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣 👣

👣 👣

🚪1025

Lee Minho’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣 👣

👣 👣

👣

🚪 0811

Seo Changbin’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣 👣

👣 👣

🚪 0320

Hwang Hyunjin’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣 👣

👣 👣

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Han Jisung’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣

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🚪 0915

Lee Felix’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣

👣 👣

🚪 0922

Kim Seungmin’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

👣 👣

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Yang Jeongin’s Door

〔will you enter?〕

〔yes〕 — 〔no〕

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disclaimer

these stories will be relatively short. they won’t be as fancy as i made them to be with these setups. i’m only going to this extent of extraness to satisfy my visual obsession. these stories will be published throughout the month of october.

i don’t have exact dates for when each one will be published but chan’s and minho’s will be published on their birthdates.

AHHH MY BESTIE IS SO TALENTED 🤧 give her some loove, she deserves it 💛🌼

Cold December Night | BC

notes: a little short christmas blurb? yes please. thank you to @plutominho for giving me the idea! <3

permanent tag list: @plutominho @soobin-chois

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you weren't sure if it was the wine or the fact that chan's fingers were ever so lightly brushing up against yours as you walked side by side that made you feel all fuzzy. maybe it was a mix of the two. it was your fourth date with chan and everything was going well, it was like a dream- he was like a dream. he was always so respectful of you, listened to you completely, and made you feel like your insides were doing the tango just from him smiling in your direction. 

however, you had yet to have your first kiss with him and you were having trouble figuring out if he wanted to kiss you just as much as you wanted to kiss him. of course he did, you were too caught up in your own thoughts to see the way he smiled at you, too oblivious to see the way his eyes flicked down to your lips when you spoke. 

he too was drunk on you, just like you were with him. he wanted to kiss you, maybe even more than you wanted to kiss him. however, chan was respectful, you knew this. he didn't want to push you, he didn't want to push his luck. he loved spending time with you and it didn't matter how long it took for you to kiss. 

you and your budding relationship were worth the wait. 

you felt a shiver run up your spine, the effects of winter in full effect. the second he noticed, the fingers that had been brushing up against yours were soon linked with your own, palms connect. his warmth infiltrating you. it was a small moment, but it was enough. 

and as you gazed at him, a blissful smile present on your face. you knew, this December, you'd kiss him and you already knew that you would be addicted.

LOVE AND WAR (LEE MINHO X READER)

y/n has her life and future all planned out living a comfortable and predictable life. but all of that changes when lee minho comes into her life like a hurricane and shows her what she’s been missing all along

genre: social media au, enemies to lovers, boyfriends friend

warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/cigarettes/sex, dirty talk/sexting, emotional affair

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LOVE AND WAR (LEE MINHO X READER)

y/n has her life and future all planned out living a comfortable and predictable life. but all of that changes when lee minho comes into her life like a hurricane and shows her what she’s been missing all along

genre: social media au, enemies to lovers, boyfriends friend

warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/cigarettes/sex, dirty talk/sexting, emotional affair

previous / part 4 / next

TAGLIST: (send me an ask/reply/message if u want to be added, or fill out this form to be on my permanent taglist!)

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𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞

(lee felix x reader)

synopsis: you lost all hope in true love when your last relationship went south. since then you poured all your love and energy into the one thing you could rely on: streaming. but what happens when you meet someone that makes you want to love again?

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REACCIÓN DEMONIO AU cuando los chicos de Stray Kids te ven por primera vez.

Woojin:

Estaba caminando tranquilamente haciendo su ruta habitual para llevarse las almas de los condenados dónde pertenecían, se supone que nadie podía verlo porque estaba bajo el velo, pero entonces tú también pásate caminado al lado suyo y le sonreiste amablemente deseándole un lindo día. Notó por los colores de tu aura que tenías una conexión con el velo y ni siquiera lo sabías aún.

— Interesante humana…

Bangchan:

Estuvo durante mucho tiempo confinado en una estúpida cajita de madera sellada con pergaminos poderosos, exhibido en la casa de tus abuelos, lo cual fue bastante humillante. ¡NI SIQUIERA ERA UN DEMONIO NEGATIVO Y VENGATIVO! ¡POR AMOR A LOS DIOSES! Ese noche la caja que habitaba fue abierta por tí. Lo único que sabía era que estaba en acción nuevamente y que una linda joven lo miraba como si tuviera dos cabezas.

— Bella dama ¿Cuál año es este?

Minho:

Estaba cansado de que los humanos vivieran molestandolo con sus tontas invocaciones de tabla ouija, así que decidió que les daría una lección a todos. Para tu mala fortuna, estabas ahí con tu grupito de amigos, pero solo mirando de lejos, así que, cuando se materializó frente a ellos para castigarlos con un pequeño trauma de por vida, no te notó si no hasta que terminó su cometido.

— Lamento que hayas tenido que presenciar esto.

Changbin:

Era un demonio guardián de una cripta que curiosamente era parte de un lugar turístico, así que a ese punto estaba acostumbrado a los humanos, solo que tu presencia de alguna manera le encantó tanto que te dejo pasar y darte un tour V.I.P.

— ¿Te gustaría que te cuente la historia del lugar mientras caminamos? Será como una cita.

Hyunjin:

Hyunjin era un demonio guardián, uno de nivel familiar, lo que significa que está destinado a cuidarte y esa es la razón de su existencia, no lograba comprenderlo, pero su afinidad por ti era tan alta que lo único que le importaba eran tus necesidades, todas y cada una de ellas.

— Haría lo que fuera por tí aún así no fuese mi obligación, TN…

Jisung:

Jisung era un caído, lo que lo convertía en demonio aunque irónicamente tuviera sangre celestial. Su pecado había sido la curiosidad insaciable, pero cuando cayó y abrió los ojos, te vio a su lado mientras lo revisabas y llamabas a una ambulancia. Ahora entendía cuando decían que la humanidad era la perfecta creación.

— Permíteme agradecerte, por favor…

Felix:

Era un demonio por herencia paterna, pero había vivido con los humanos desde que podía recordarlo, conservaba ciertos rasgos que lo delataban como sus ojos completamente negros y alguna habilidad sobrenatural. Así que, cuando salía a la calle, llevaba siempre anteojos de Sol, pero el día en que te conoció, chocó contra tu cuerpo en el reducido espacio en el tren, lo que provocó que sus ojos estubieran expuestos, todo el mundo lo miraba con terror, pero en cambio tú le sonreiste sincera pidiendo disculpas mientras tomabas sus lentes del suelo y se los colocabas. Se enamoró sin remedio.

— ¿Eres real?

Sungmin:

Fuiste testigo de como un grupo de personas lo perseguían por la avenida principal debido a su condición, te sentiste con la necesidad de ayudarlo, así fue como lo tomaste de la mano y se adentraron a la primer callejón que encontraron para esconderse. Estaba tan feliz de que siguiera existiendo personas como tú, su condición no era algo que hubiera deseado, y al contrario de lo que todo el mundo creía, los demonios sólo castigaban a los malos y no tentaban a nadie a seguir un supuesto mal.

— Gracias por todo, no sé qué habría hecho sin tu ayuda…

Jeongin:

Era un demonio zorro travieso y juguetón, no tenía malas intenciones, habitaba el centro de un bosque. Cuando te vio en su territorio solo te observo desde lejos para estudiar tus intenciones y comprender que no eras una amenaza, si no una humana curiosa. Ambos estuvieron correteando el uno al otro toda la tarde, conversando y comiendo tus provisiones de campar.

— Lamento comer todos tus alimentos, cazaré algo para la cena~

YANDERE LEE KNOW

•Lee Minho es considerado alguien peligroso y nadie debería meterse con él, ni mucho menos deberle favores.

•Cuenta con contactos poderosos y tiene gente por todas partes dentro y fuera de la zona que lidera.

•Siempre recibe regalos y ofrendas de quienes protege a cambio de una "módica" cuota.

•Quizás lo más doloroso de todo esto, es que le serviste como medio de pago a tus padres hasta que recaudarán el dinero suficiente para tenerte nuevamente.

•Gustosamente te recibió entre sus brazos, jamás rechazaría la compañía de alguien con tu presencia y hermosura.

•El que lo trates indiferente solo volvería la situación más interesante porque estaba tan acostumbrado a que sus "bellezas" se entregarán rápidamente ya sea por miedo, o por el gran atractivo físico que él posee.

•Y ahí estaba, jugando a ser el cazador atrapando una presa que se creía más listo que él.

•Mientras más corrías, más ganas tenía de que fueras suy@.

•Así que tuvo la brillante idea de decirle a tus padres que no habría necesidad de pagar nada por tí, porque ahora eras suy@ y que a partir de ese momento vivirás como de la realeza, además de prometerles protección gratis ya que serían de la familia.

•Tus padres y Minho acordaron todo esto sin tu consentimiento o presencia siquiera.

•Y ahora que eras su propiedad más preciada.

•Minho querría también que fueras consciente de que con él no se juega ni tampoco hay lugar para las tradiciones.

•Amenazaría con hacerle algo a los que amas, pero serán puras palabrerías porque lastimarlos sería lastimarte.

•Tiene una terrible debilidad cuando te ve llorar o sufrir.

•Yandere Minho no busca lastimarte o algo por el estilo, solo quiere que entiendas que te ama de una forma tan intensa que nadie más puede tenerte.

•Si estás a su lado, siente que puede tenerlo todo.

•Es muy sensible aunque no lo creas.

•Se esforzará al máximo y estará disponible para ti 24/7.

•Pero eso sí, entiende que ya no puedes salir a la calle ni a ningún otro lugar sin su compañía. Ni siquiera podrás ir a la casa de algún familiar sin él, mucho menos dónde hayan hombres que él no conoce.

•Pese a lo absorbente que es, tiene un lado muy romántico y demostrativo.

•Te bañara en cumplidos, besos y abrazos.

•Te brindará pequeños gestos cuidadosos y amables.

•Además, en el dormitorio será muy encantador antes, durante y después del sexo. Adora hacer que te derritas del placer hasta que tus piernas tiemblen, básicamente vive para ello. Es su misión en la vida, y si dejas marcas de tus uñas en su espalda, será Minho quien se derrita.

•Minho sólo delatara su verdadero encanto ante ti, nadie más que tu persona se lo merece.

•Y como muestra de amor verdadero, hace que sus hombres te juren lealtad por si un día ya no está para tí.

•Es un yandere suave y completamente enamorado. Confia en ti, pero no en los demás cuando siente celos. Así que para no asustarte, a escondidas se ensuciará las manos de muerte de quien sea que quiera robarte de su lado.

•En tu presencia no será violento, mucho menos hablará sobre sus negocios.

•Cuando debe irse por su trabajo afuera de la ciudad, dejará la mansión custodiada como si el mismísimo presidente estuviera allí dentro. Solo por protección, no por desconfianza.

•Pero también deja un equipo de profesionales médicos por las dudas.

•Minho se volverá loco si el peligro real te acecha cuando no está para protegerte con sus propias manos, aunque a veces creas que él es al único peligro en tu vida.

— Mira todo lo que hago por tí ¿Cómo puedes desconfiar de la persona que más te ama en el universo? ¡Te entregaría hasta mi vida!

YANDERE SEUNGMIN:

•Yandere Seungmin era de apariencia amigable y encantadora. Como un lobo con piel de cordero.

•También estuvo siempre a tu lado actuando cual un amigo lo haría.

•Era cariño, demasiado. Pero estabas tan convencid@ de que era por su adorable personalidad, y no por un interés romántico.

•Pero será paciente, sabe que algún día verás lo ideales que son el uno para el otro.

•Pero será paciente exclusivamente para tí, ya que amenazara sin que lo sepas a todos tus intereses románticos. No puedes tener a nadie más que él.

•No se comporta de manera sospechosa con tus amigos, ya que no quiere que nadie los alejé, mientras más cerca esté de ellos será mejor porque eso se traduce en saber más de tí y sus intenciones.

•También se comporta frente a tu familia cada vez que vaya a verlos, de hecho será como el típico chico con el que tus padres sueñan para tí, y Seungmin se sentirá inmensamente feliz cada vez que tus propios padres lo digan en su cara. Una clara señal de que no te quedará opción más que aceptar su amor.

•Tendrá detalles y muchos cumplidos para tí, y será respetuoso y muy sociable también para tus padres.

•Llevará postres para después de la cena cada vez que se quede en tu casa para aumentar su buena imagen, una dónde es capaz de cuidarte y todos le confían esa tarea, aunque lo niegues.

•Cuando tu vayas a su casa, verán películas, jugarán videojuegos y cocinarán juntos. Es como estar en el paraíso para él.

•Tienen juntos un ritual antes de ir a dormir JUNTOS que consiste en tomarse de las manos y escuchar música suave. Eso le hace notar que vale la pena la espera.

•Cuando salen a la calle, defiende tu honor cada vez que alguien te falta el respeto, quizás tenga cara de niño, pero resulta ser muy intimidante.

•Así que sí, tiene muchas actitudes que tendría una pareja atenta, solo que por alguna razón no lo apruebas como tal.

•Y por más paciente que sea, comienza a marcar más aún el territorio sutilmente como usar juntos los mismos aretes, pulseras, e incluso te convencerá a que vistas sus hoodies los cuales llevan su perfume de hombre.

•Pero si ve a otros chicos a tu alrededor, llegará al límite de tomar tu mano frente a ellos o colocar sus manos en tu cintura apoyando su mentón sobre tus hombros. Él sabe que responderas positivamente, pero nuevamente, como un amigo.

•Tiene una actividad que consiste en hacerte posar frente a su cámara a cada momento. CADA MOMENTO.

•Sus fotos favoritas son aquellas donde solo están ustedes dos solos, pero también amara las que te toma a escondidas desprevenida, esas son las que guarda con recelo.

•Posee un baúl con objetos desaparecidos obviamente de tu pertenencia como: broches y colitas para el cabello, un prendedor viejo, el pijama desaparecido, un cepillo de dientes que olvidaste la última vez que te quedaste a dormir, bolígrafos a medio usar y hasta ropa interior…

•Si bien no es un yandere violento ni peligroso, eventualmente estallara cuando comiences a salir con alguien a escondidas.

•Será tan frustrante para Seungmin notar que para tenerte, debió tomarte sin tu consentimiento en primer lugar.

•Hará parecer que tú desaparición fue obra de alguien más, pero te tiene recluida lejos de todos en un lugar bajo tierra que comenzó a preparar solo para tí desde el día en que te conoció y pensó no llegaría a utilizar.

•Puertas afuera, se verá dolido y comprometido con tu búsqueda extensa hasta que todos se olviden de tí, pero una vez en su hogar, será el sol radiante que conociste, solo que ahora da mucho miedo.

•Queda de más decir, se deshara de tu noviecit@.

•Estará tan decepcionado de llegar a tomar medidas tan drásticas, solo porque pensó que te enamoraría a las buenas como un chico tradicional lo haría.

•Pero seguirá siendo bastante paciente solo porque nadie podrá intervenir en sus planes para los dos. Después de todo, tenían todo el tiempo del mundo bajo su refugio.

— Creeme, tampoco deseaba llegar a esto, pero nadie va a amarte y cuidarte como yo lo hago, ni mejor. Piensa que es como una pequeña etapa antes de nuestro "felices para siempre". Mírate, esto es tan emocionante, nuestra primera pelea de pareja…~

Hannah be third wheeling 😂 happy birthday Channie hyung! We love you

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠

☆ Genre: Domestic, fluff, slight angst

☆ Warnings: None

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 2k

“She's so cute,” Chan breathed, his face contorting with overflowing affection as he very gently stroked the top of his dog's head. He was struggling to keep his tears back as it settled in how much he loved her, and his entire body was riddled with the stack of emotions that had been piling up on him throughout the whole day.

They had mostly been good feelings - but nonetheless, feelings that deep down warranted the release of tears. 

“Look at her,” Chan continued as he leaned down to press a kiss to Berry's head. The dog looked up sleepily and nuzzled her nose against Chan's cheek, making the man laugh happily as he curled up further on the sofa and leaned into his wife. “My good girl, yeah?” 

Chan continued to thread his fingers through Berry's fur as he dropped his head against Y/N's shoulder, and the dog settled down in his lap again. She dropped her head onto his legs and moved around a little before curling in on herself, eyelids drooping as she faced the TV at the forefront of the room. 

Y/N smiled softly as she looked down at her husband. She wasn't sure Chan had noticed it, but his soft features had been set into the tenderest of smiles all day long, and seeing him with such evident joy radiating from his soul filled her heart with warmth. She had seen the way discreet tears had sparkled against the roots of his eyelashes when he caught sight of the food laden dining table earlier on; his parents had both poured their hearts and souls into preparing all of his favourite dishes. Amongst all the food had been the curry he so adored, with extra pieces of meat nestled amongst the colourful chunks of carrot, and the barbecue lamb chops he so often craved had been piled high on a large platter by his father. In the middle of the neatly arranged table had been a generously sized cake from Chan's mother's favourite bakery, his name piped neatly on top of the chocolate. 

Chan couldn't remember the last time he had eaten so much. There was something about being in his home surrounded by his family and his best friends that filled him with so much peace and comfort, that Chan found all the stressors that had previously kept him struggling finally melting away. Thus, his mind at last became still, and the man was able to fully submerge himself in the moment. He had thoroughly enjoyed the food, the company, and his mind had taken it easy on him for the first time in a very long time as it provided Chan with the lingering thought that even though it had taken a long time, he was finally where he was supposed to be all along. 

Chan cuddled up further to Y/N, seeking out the comfort of her warmth - despite the sunny day that had previously draped its soft heat over them all, the air had begun to feel a little chilly. They had both been tangled together on the sofa for a while now, their legs stretched in front of them and a cosy blanket draped over them. After their fulfilling meal, Chan and his family had all settled into the living room where they had decided to watch a selection of Chan's favourite movies; It was now much later in the evening, and the man's parents had retired to their bedroom for the night. His sister was draped like a sloth over the armrest of a sofa on the other side of the room, her hood dropping over her head and her hair almost touching the floor as she scrolled through her phone. His younger brother was laying on the floor a little away from them all, a book resting beneath his chin and a blanket of his own pulled up all the way to the top of his head. Chan's friends were dotted all over the house; half of them were nearly asleep on the sofa as they waited for another movie to play, the other half loitering in the kitchen. Chan was sure he could hear Changbin and Hyunjin screaming over something in the distance, and it made him chuckle under his breath suddenly, his eyes crinkling with amusement. 

“Are you happy?” Y/N asked her husband softly, her hand soft as it ruffled through his curls.

At that, Chan's face softened further. He nodded against her as he continued to smooth his fingers over Berry's fur. 

“I can't remember the last time I felt so … “ Chan's voice trailed off as he struggled to find the right words that would encompass his emotions. “Mmm … content? Peaceful? Like … nothing’s missing anymore. Everything is … perfect.” 

Y/N smiled. She turned her face a little and pressed a tender kiss to Chan's temple, the soft delicate gesture making him melt further into the curve of her body. 

“She really missed you,” Y/N said after a while, nodding towards Berry. She was now almost completely asleep, her eyes tiny slits that warmed Y/N's heart as they reminded her of her husband. “She loves you just as much as you love her.”

Chan chuckled. “She loves you too, you know. She wouldn't be leaning her head on you if she didn't.” 

It was true; Berry's chin was a soft weight on Y/N's thigh, her front paws tucked up beside her head and brushing against Y/N. The rest of her body was elongated over Chan's lap, her tail wrapped around her like a mini blanket. 

Y/N smiled. She gently stroked her finger down Berry's nose, unaware of Chan's doting gaze watching the gesture with love exploding in the centre of his pupils. 

Chan's stomach suddenly gurgled. He laughed in embarrassment and clutched at his body, the sound breaking through the brief quietude. It made Y/N laugh under her breath, and she bit her lip, the both of them trying to stay quiet so as not to wake Berry, her eyes now fully closed. 

“I'm still so full,” Chan said, patting his stomach as if to stop the rumbling. “Mum really … she wasn't playing.” 

Grinning, Y/N dropped her cheek back down against the top of Chan's head. “She was excited. Your dad too.” 

Chan hummed in agreement, nodding slowly against Y/N's shoulder as he reminisced the sparkling smiles that permanently settled on his parents’ faces earlier on. His free hand reached out and he gently curled his fingers into Y/N's, her grip and warm and reassuring against his skin. His thumb began to run softly over the back of Y/N's hand; a habit that he always did when he was thinking, or trying to figure out what to say. 

“What are you thinking about?” Y/N asked him quietly as she softly smoothed his curls away from his forehead.

Chan made a sleepy sound, and his words were a little slurred when he finally spoke, his fingers still dancing over his wife's palm.  

“You know when I say I don't want presents and stuff … “ he started, his voice a soft lull that reverberated through his chest. 

Y/N nodded against him.  She knew that part of him all too well. 

“It's because … this is the only thing I ever really want,” Chan whispered, his words breaking a little. “Everyone I love, all under the same roof. Good food. Home. Just … the warmth of being where I belong, you know? There's no amount of money, or no amount of gifts that could ever buy this feeling.” 

His words were few, but they held a lot of weight; Y/N wasn't surprised when her eyes began to prickle, and she tightened her arm around his shoulders. 

“But I couldn't ever say it,” Chan breathed, squeezing his wife's hand. “I wouldn't have been able to come here even if I did say it. So I just … kept quiet, you know?”

“I know,” Y/N murmured against his soft curls. She was quiet for a moment, and then, “You have no idea how happy it makes me to see you happy. You look like you again, baby.” 

At that, Chan flushed. He lifted his head and rested his chin on Y/N's shoulder, his eyes soft as he looked up at her. “I feel like me. Didn't realise how much I missed home. I mean ... I have everything I want here. It can't get any better than this.”

“Are you done?” Hannah suddenly grumbled, making both Chan and Y/N look up. “You've been talking like this all evening … it's gross.” 

Chan sighed. He rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at his sister in a very childish manner, causing Y/N to snort under her breath.

“Go away,” Chan said to Hannah in a mocking voice. “Why are you even here?”

“You go away,” Hannah scowled, though she slid off of the sofa and grabbed the empty bowl near her. “Gonna make some more popcorn. Want some?” 

Chan nodded. “Check on the kids too, will you? Don't know where they went … ” 

He then tilted his head up to Hannah and grinned at her. “Love you.” 

Hannah wrinkled her nose at him. “Ew.” 

She left the room, Chan and Y/N both chuckling together at her disdain. Chan dropped his head back against Y/N's shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist, snuggling up to her as much as he possibly could without dislodging the sleeping dog on their laps. 

“She loves you to death,” Y/N grinned. “You can tell.” 

“Really? I kinda think she wants to murder me right now,” Chan chuckled, his lips soft against Y/N's neck. “Death in those eyes.” 

Y/N started to laugh. “Are you sure you know what death is?” 

The both of them cracking up with laughter again, Chan couldn't help it when he suddenly leaned forward and closed his lips over his wife's; Y/N's breath hitched at the sudden heat, and she smiled, her fingers caressing the back of Chan's neck as she kissed him back. It seemed that they were both making the most of the moment without anyone watching them, and when Chan pulled back after what felt like an eternity later, he pressed his forehead against hers. He was breathing heavily and his nose was flushed as it brushed against hers, and he suddenly chuckled, his lower lip caught between his teeth as he stared into his wife's eyes. 

“I love you so much,” Chris whispered, lips grazing Y/N’s. “You have no idea.” 

“I love you, baby,” Y/N grinned, looping her arms around his shoulders and drawing him closer. “My baby.” 

Chan was about to reply with a flustered response when a sudden loud clang echoed from the kitchen, making them both jerk in their seat and hastily pull away; the commotion was followed by a string of incoherent yelling from Changbin, and Berry suddenly jumped, her eyes snapping wide open as she tried to regain consciousness. A moment later she jumped off of Chan's legs, and her paws clattered on the floor as she scrambled out of the room, heading towards the source of the noise. 

“What are they doing in there?” Chan's shoulders shook with mirth as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sounds like they're trying to set the kitchen on fire.” 

“Are you sure it was a good idea getting Hannah to check on them?” Y/N giggled. “She's just as bad.” 

As if on cue, Hannah’s voice could be heard as another crash erupted in the distance. Baffled at the chaos, Chan groaned and slipped off of the sofa, stretching his arms high above his head. 

“No rest for me no matter where I am,” Chan huffed, though his eyes sparkled with pure joy as he looked down at his wife. He outstretched his hand towards her. “Come on … let's go see what mess they're making.” 

Y/N slipped her hand into his, letting him pull her off of the sofa; she lazily got to her feet, and Chan kissed her cheek before pulling her out of the room, his fingers warm and his heart content as he went in search of his family. 

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AHHHH, by far, my favourite skz fan fic ever 😍😍

between the lines: b.c (m)

feat: Bang Chan x f.reader

arranged Marriage au

word count: 12.5k

↳ After being used a nothing more then a pawn to gain the upper hand on Chan. They’re left in a strained marriage and only one way out.

warnings: angst, sexual content: unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), breeding kink, nickname such as princess

an: if anyone is interested in any other arranged marriage stories with any of the other stray kids feel free to let me know. 

He didn’t love you and you were aware of that. He never wanted to marry you to begin with. You were nothing more than a bargaining chip used against him.

Laying in your shared bed, his back was to you as you stared at his bare skin. You’re on your seventh month of marriage and he won’t even touch you. You only share the same bed because the “guest” room in his penthouse is used as his library/office.

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Think About It pt.1 || Chris Bang

⇢ summary: you were never one for parties, drinking or even sex. how could you? you were a virgin, not even having your first kiss yet. sure you had just turned eighteen, but there was no one out there for you. that is until the school’s certified bad boy takes a notice to your existence. (high school au)

⇢ genre: angst; smut; one shot

⇢ word count: 3053

⇢ warnings: swearing; smut (semi-public sex, wall sex, mild praise kink)

⇢ note: chris is a whole ass snack fight me. so sorry that this is short.

Fuck. Life can’t get any better than this.

This is your last year, your senior year of high school. God it’s frustrating. Exams, friendships, collage, work, sex. Woah! Way off course there. Where has your head been?

Life was chaos. Life was shit. Nothing could change your mind.

It was your last period of the day, calculus. Finally, time to sleep. You’re calculus teacher never cared what the class did, but since it was everyone’s last year, everyone worked at their own pace. Some kids would team up and work together while your teacher watched reruns of Young and The Restless on her laptop.

Sighing, you placed your junk on an empty desk. You ran your fingers in your hair before plopping down in your seat. The stress of school finally caught up with you, and it was over whelming.

Shaking your head, you took out your textbook and notebook and started working.

34. Solve and show your work.

F(s) = L(f(t) = 0¥ e -st f(t) dt

You looked at your book in shock. When in the world would you ever use this?Groaning, you slammed your head into the desk. You were never going to get through this year. It would take a miracle.

You brought your head back up to do your work, but met eyes with the school’s legendary bad boy. He had a whole gang behind him, most being freshmen and sophomores. Sure he was hot, but he was deadly. Anyone who crossed paths with him would be obliterated. His name? Chris Bang. However, he made sure that everyone called him Bang Chan, or Chan for short. 

Girls drooled on him. He was a player, a ‘fuck boy’ if you will. You were even surprised how he had relationships with four teachers, half of the students in school, and managed to keep straight A’s. It was amazing how he still hasn’t failed. Remember how if someone crosses Chris that they’d be a pancake? Well they’d never see the sun ever again if they crossed any of his kids. Stray Kids, that’s what they called themselves. They never played by the rules of the system, making sure that the schools knew that everything was bullshit. They were a glitch in the matrix. The rules didn’t apply to them.

He looked at you for a second before standing up, moving over to you, a smirk played on his lips. The classroom went silent, waiting for him to do something.

Noticing the change in the atmosphere, he yelled, “Hey, can’t a guy get some privacy?” With that, the room went back to it’s chatty self. 

The elder grabbed a chair, placing it in front of your desk, settling himself so that his legs were on wither side of the head. The classic ‘fuck you’ position.

He placed his head on your book, blocking your view from the problem. You frowned angrily. “Can you move?”

He looked up at you, his curly, dyed hair fell over his eyes a bit, making his usual hard look soft.

“No. I like it here, so sorry.” He shifted a bit, moving over your textbook a bit more. 

Giving up, you slumped back into your seat, arms crossed over your chest. He stayed there staring into your eyes. He was intimidating, no wonder he got away with literally anything. He could have Kim Kardashian give him a house with a single look. You gulped nervously, he was too intimidating, it was unsettling. You must’ve been cowering in your seat because he softened his gaze on you. It was only then when you noticed that his eyes were a soft brown shade.

“So, I hear that you’re still a virgin.”

You gulped looking around, making sure no one else could hear you. You lowered your voice down to a whisper, “Who the fuck told you that.”

Chris put his hands up in surrender, lifting his head from your desk. “Rumors spread fast around here, but I guess that it isn’t a rumor, it’s the truth.” He raised an eyebrow, daring for you to deny it.

Anger boiled up inside of you, your blood reached unnatural temperatures. You struggled to keep from punching him square in the face. “Fine, what do you want from me.”

Chris smirked at you, leaning in to whisper in your ear. “Just wondering if it’s boring being one. You know, loosing it is actually pretty fun. Call me if you ever need a release.” He slipped a folded piece of paper into your jacket pocket.

With that he was back at his previous seat, with two other guys, one with with purplish-silver hair, the other had strawberry blonde hair. 

Placing your hand in your pocket, you fished out the piece of paper. Unfolding it it read:

(xxx-xxx-xxxx)

Think about it sweet cheeks - B.Chan

Rolling your eyes, you placed it back into your pocket, trying to focus on your work. But somewhere in the back of your mind, you were urging yourself to text him. He was fine with it, you needed a break, it was your senior year. Everything was fine.

A minute before the bell rang, you took out your phone, plugging in the number.

To: xxx-xxx-xxxx

(1:34 pm) Meet me behind the school today, near the construction site. - Y/n

You closed your phone, watching Chris to see his reaction. His phone buzzed in his pocket, reaching in, he read the text. A second later, he looked up at you and winked. 

Feeling your cheeks burn in embarrassment, you turned away, walking over to the door, leaving the classroom.

The hallways finally emptied when Chris left the room, trying not to draw any attention to himself. He couldn’t believe that you were truly up for it. He never really tried to target virgins, but something drew him to you. It may have been that he’s never done it with a virgin and you were possibly the only one left at school. It could have been how unnaturally pretty you were. Well, whatever it was, he was entranced by you. He needed you, more than he’s ever needed anyone else. It was shocking to even him. Woojin noticed his bizarre behavior, and urged him to go for it. 

So that’s what he was doing. However he couldn’t help but feel nervous. Why was he nervous? There should be no reason for it. He’s had sex so many other times with people younger and older than him, so why was he nervous?

Before he could even think about why, he reached the back of the school, where you were waiting. You looked so pretty, hair tied back, loose strands in your face. Plump, pink lips perfect for kissing. You’re cute button nose. He had to restrain himself from taking you right then and there on the wall of the school. However there was a bit of common decency in him that waited for your consent.

You shifted back from foot to foot, nervous. “Um, so-” You were silenced by a finger on your lips. Chris had moved closer to you, so close that you could feel his warm breath lightly fan your face. The atmosphere thickened quickly.

“Trust me on this Y/n, I know what I’m doing. Just try not to moan too loudly. You got that baby?” He tilted you chin up to make you look in his eyes. You nodded slightly. “Good, are you sure about this?”

He was a gentleman when he wanted to, but you snapped out of it, remembering that he didn’t care.

You nodded, feeling Chris place his lips on yours. Fireworks. That’s all you could feel as the two of you melted into each other. He was intoxicating. He smelled of sandalwood and tasted of oranges with a hint of rosemary. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. So this was the kiss of legends. The kiss that made people question their own beliefs. You loved it.

Chris placed his arms around your waist, bringing your body closer to his. You laced your fingers through his soft locks, wishing that you could do that forever. The kiss was getting so heated that you pulled away, forehead resting on his. The two of you were a panting mess. His arms hovered over yours, creeping up to your cheeks. He held you in his hands, urging you to kiss him again.

You pounced. He was your air, your oxygen. Without him, you’d be dead. You needed him, and he you.

Chris must have been feeling needy because he brushed his tongue against your bottom lip, asking you for permission to enter. Feeling submissive, you obliged. Thought of the act made you cringe before, but experiencing it now was a drug. He explored your mouth, not missing one nook or cranny. 

The clothes on you began to restrict your actions, making them harder for you to melt into his touch. Pulling away, you stared into his lust filled eyes.

“Chan, I need you.” You panted for a second, catching your breath.

With that, he grabbed the hem of your light blue top, lifting it over your head. The warm air on your stomach and breasts made you shiver with anticipation. Chris wasn’t meeting your eyes, but your round, perky chest. You were always self conscious about your body, but the second Chris started admiring you, you reached a whole new level of confidence.

Hesitantly, he licked his lips, practically drooling over you. “C-can I?” He slowly raised his hand, stopping just before he grabbed your left breast to look you in the eyes. He may be a fuck boy, but he was acting more mature than usual in this moment.

This was it. It’s now or never. “Yeah.” You nodded as well, just for reassurance.

Chris’ eyes grew wide as he softly cupped you. His hands were huge; they  looked so perfect resting on your chest. You gasped at the touch, shocked that this would be it. There’s no going back.

He wrapped his empty hand behind your back, releasing you of your confinements in a split second. He let go of you, letting you slide it off your arms. It fell to the ground, leaving your top completely exposed to the outside world. Fuck, the outside world. You immediately covered your boobs with your arms, feeling the insult come at you from your family, friends, teachers, even strangers.

Chris placed his hand back to your cheek. “Y/n, if you don’t want to do this then that’s fine.”

You shook your head. “Just strip already so we can get this over with. I have to be home soon so my mom doesn’t question where I’ve been.” You could feel your cheeks grow a light shade of pink.

No other words had to be shared before Chris stripped himself of his shirt and shorts, leaving him in his boxers. Damn was he toned. You knew he worked out often but you didn’t know she was ripped.

Gulping, you shimmied your way out of your pants, leaving yourself in only a pair of lacy underwear.

You were about to make a move on the elder once again, but he stopped you. “Listen here, if you want to have sex, there can’t be anything covering you, okay sweet cheeks?”

You frowned. “Well that goes for you too Chan.” You moved your hands down to your hips, dragging the thin piece of cloth off of you. Thank the lord I just shaved last night.

Chris smirked at you, admiring your naked body in all it’s glory. He could devour you right then and there, and he’d probably beg you for seconds. How did he not see you before? You were and angel, a total babe. What was wrong with him?

He made himself look away from you, determined to finally taste you before you ran off crying. He slid off his boxers, exposing himself to you.

You’re eyes went big. Dang he had a nice package. It wasn’t to big or too small. He was just the right size for your first and, probably, last fuck. The perfect size. He was pretty well trimmed as well, nothing too crazy.

You gulped. Shit.

Before you could do anything, Chris stepped over to you, no more than three inches apart from you. “Princess, do you want me?” Nod. “Do you need me?” Another nod. “Then get ready for the fuck of your life.”

You laughed. “Don’t get too cocky there Chan.”

He chuckled, putting his hands up in surrender. “My last name is Bang for a reason you know.”

You smiled, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck again, pulling him in close for a kiss. Naturally that kiss went heated the second it started. He tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss more. You broke for air.

“Jump baby.” Hearing this term used daily at school, you obliged, wrapping your exposed legs around his bare torso. The kiss resumed almost instantly before he place your back gently against the wall of the school. You moaned, feeling him place his plump lips on your neck. He traveled around, trying to find your sweet spot. Once he hit it, you gasped, leafing your fingers though his locks, gripping on firmly.

You felt him smirk against your skin, he moved lower, towards your breasts. Teasing one of them fondly. He pinched your hard nipple, moans escaping your lips. He began to massage it as he placed his mouth on the other, tasting your sweet breasts.

You placed your head on the wall, eyes closed, “Chan, please. Don’t stop.”

He released your breast from his mouth with a loud pop. “Chris. Fuck, call me Chris.”

He couldn’t believe he just said that. He’s never asked a girl to call him by his first name during sex. It was unholy. Almost as if he would loose part of his soul if they called him by his real name. However with you, he needed to hear you moan his name. Just the anticipation alone was killing him.

Chris went back to having his mouth on your breast, sucking. You gasped. “Chris. God, yes!”

He couldn’t help but feel his boner come faster than usual. He tried to restrain himself, but with you panting his name, he couldn’t help it, and you felt it.

You grabbed Chris by his cheeks, forcing him off your breast. You missed the contact already. “Chris, I don’t have all day. Take me already.”

“Yes princess.” He smirked, grabbing himself and positioning it at your entrance. He stopped, remembering the condom. Quickly, he let go to you, knees on the ground to fumble through his pants’ pockets.

He grabbed one triumphantly, un wrapping it before placing it on his length, making his way back to you. You jumped back on him, feeling the contact of the rubber on your heat.

Gasping, you looked at Chris in his eyes.

“Baby, look at me. I want you to look at me when I cum in you okay?” You nodded, felling him slowly push himself into you.

Fuck it hurt. You were being ripped alive. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, scratching his back, trying not to scream in pain.

“Fuck baby, you’re doing so good. Just a bit more just me. Don’t worry baby.” His soft whispers made you feel safe when you knew you shouldn’t have.

He fit himself inside you, he stretched you out, god you couldn’t fit anymore. Panting, you released your nails from his back, feeling better that the pain had subsided.

“Ready of the real fun Kitten?” Kitten? Where did that come from? He was no longer in control of his actions. nicknames and actions spewed out of him like they were used regularly, yet he’s never even considered them as a though before. Not even going to lie, both of you loved it. 

Slowly, Chris began to move, small thrusting, to get you adjusted to his size. You couldn’t help but beg for more. The pleasure was surreal. No wonder so many kids ditched school for it. Sex was more addicting than drugs or alcohol.

“Chris, faster. God faster, please.” You felt the grip on your waist tighten as he sped up his case, faster and faster.

“Fuck baby you’re so perfect. Yes, fuck. You like that? Shit.” He panted in your ear, making you feel pleasure all the way down to your toes.

The moment was perfect. The pleasure the two of you felt was insane. You needed him. More. You removed yourself from his shoulders, looking at him in the eyes. The amount of affection the two of you had towards each other made you question your every belief in relationships. His eyes shone not only lust, but something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“Princess, I’m going to come okay? Fuck you’re so tight!” He lowered his head, regaining consciousness. 

Feeling the courage to spice things up a bit, you tightened yourself around his length. He couldn’t control himself, he released his seed in you, filling you up to the brim. Moans and yells escaped both of your lips. You collapsed into his arms, being released from your high.

He played you down, trying to regain the strength to stand again. He took off the condom, tossing it into the sewer not too far from you.

You couldn’t believe it. You just had sex with the school’s bad boy, and it was heaven.

About a half an hour went by, the two of you lying down on the grass, naked, behind the school, recovering from probably the best sex you’ll ever have. The silence was comfortable, until Chris got up, grabbing his clothes and dressing himself. You sat up, watching him cover his perfectly toned body. Of course, you were just another one of his daily fucks,

“Hey, perhaps tomorrow, if you're not busy, maybe you’d like to get coffee or something. I’m not really used to doing this. I don’t know, maybe I’m still high from your body or something, but I’d like to see you again.” He winked at you. “Think about it sweet cheeks.”

With that, he walked away, leaving you alone to your thoughts. Perhaps this wouldn’t be the worst year of your life.

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Call Gone Wrong || Chris Bang

⇢ summary: your boyfriend was a busy boy; constantly at work, never spending enough time with you - it was frustrating. you couldn’t handle it anymore, and demanded to join him the next time a job arose. though, you messed up, ruining the mission. how will your boyfriend take it? (mafia au)

⇢ requested: can you make another bang chan smut mafia gang where he gets mad cause you did something on accident when he got a call for work and he took you to with him to take care of it?

⇢ genre: romance; angst; smut; one shot

⇢ word count: 1352

⇢ warnings: swearing; smut (spanking; marking; orgasm denial; overstimulation)

⇢ note: i hope this is what you were asking for. sorry it’s kind of short.

The door slammed shut, walls shaking from the impact. Furniture and pictures mounted on the walls moved slightly in place. He’s never been this angry, and it was terrifying. He didn’t look at you. He refused, facing the door instead; forehead placed against it. The leather jacket on his shoulders shook in anger, threatening to fall off. The room was still, everything frozen. You stood in the living room, hands folded in front of you, slightly playing with the hem of your shirt.

You were scared, nervous, concerned, sad. You’ve never seen Chris like this, he’s never been this angry before. Which of course terrified you.

He stood still, jacket no longer threatening to fall off. The brown, curly hair on top of his head was damp from the rain. Time sat still for a moment, before he chuckled. Those chuckles became maniac-like cackles, signaling that you fucked up bad. Cackles ceased once his fist came into contact with the door. So much anger was bottled up inside that it came out in fury. You flinched, cowering at his state.

He turned around, face as hard as stone. His eyes were empty as he stared at you. Blood stains covered his clothes, ruining the fabric. You stood their, shaking at his aura. You didn’t mean for this to happen, you just had to react. Chris should never have brought you. You had always know, deep down inside, that you were a waste for his team. No more. No more.

He dragged his feet slowly towards your cowering figure, tracks of dirt followed. He brought his hand up to cup your cheek. He was gentle, but his intentions were rough.

“Why? Why Y/n?” He placed a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “Fucking hell, why?!” His voice echoed in the small apartment you shared. His once soft tone was rough in your ears. Why did you do it? You knew what the consequences would be, so why did you do it? There had to be a reason, right? Was it to prove something to him? Was it to prove something to yourself? You didn’t know.

Chris lightly placed his fingers under your chin before forcing you to look at him, violently pulling your face towards his. “Y/n, Kitten, my Princess. You know I love you right? Of course you know that, so then why did you do that? You knew this call was extremely critical to the team, and you interfered when I told you not to. You were told to stay in the car, were you not?” His grip on your chin tightened, “Why did you have to go behind my back and leave the car? You’re such a naughty little girl.”

You gulped. He rarely ever called you that, which was usually when he came home drunk, naturally that always lead to sex, where he’d whisper that in your ear. This was the first time he’s ever called you that sober. Damn you fucked up big time.

You shivered as a hand slowly tailed up the small of your back, underneath your shirt, reaching your bra. Chris brought his own face to your ear, warm breath fanning your face. “You need to be punished Kitten, you almost revealed our intentions out there today. Now, go head into the bedroom; I want you completely undressed when I walk in there.” He let go of your chin, watching you as you walked into the room.

You sat on the bed, undressing, throwing your clothes in the hamper. The air conditioned room brought chills to your skin. Chris has never been to extreme in bed; he was always afraid of hurting you, which was ridiculous because you always wanted him to be rough. However, tonight might not be the best time to experiment. You waited in anticipation, the suspense killing you.

You looked up from the floor to see you’re boyfriend standing in font of you, naked. In his right hand, a pair of handcuffs; the other, a blindfold. You gulped, staring into his lust filled eyes. Shivers ran down your spine as he looked you up and down.

“Oh, we’re going to have some fun tonight baby.” He licked his lips, his dark side being released into the world.

Beads of sweat covered your body, strands of hair sticking to your forehead, red had prints... Smack.

You hissed at the harsh contact, Chris wasn’t going easy on you yet it turned you on so much. One, two, fifteen, you had lost count. Bent over his lap, hands tied tightly behind your back, ass sticking up, just how Chris wanted his baby girl. He pulled you up by your hair, roughly throwing you onto the bed, his shadow covered your frame as you lied there helpless. His strong hands gripped your hips pulling you up, you felt hot lips kiss your shoulders. Another sharp hit.

“God baby, I want to fuck you till you black out, but first your punishment.” You moaned as you felt his lips make contact with your skin, it burned.

Your body was hot, air left your lungs, all you could do was moan and beg. You felt his power, his dominance, his dark side, it was intoxicating. His scent, his touch, even his eyes on you, it made you burn with desire. You didn’t feel the pain, just the pleasure behind it, the pleasure behind the dirty words, the degradation. You were his little slut, he could throw you, spank you, choke you, do everything he wanted with you. That’s exactly what he was going to do.  You felt his fingertips dig into your skin, another bruise, your back was filled with love bites, so next time you looked into the mirror you remembered you were daddy’s good girl. 

Long fingers barely entering you, had you shivering at the light sensation. You were needy, practically begging him to fuck you but all you got in response were dark chuckles and spankings.

“You don’t get to make request today, you heard me? Bad girls don’t get to get fucked until daddy feels like it.” You nodded slightly, Chris wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing lightly. Small whimpers left your lips as he pulled you against his chest, length aligned with your entrance. He bit your ear lightly, whispered how naughty you were, and how hard he was going to fuck you. As you were about to speak he thrusted in you, full strength. You screamed at the contact, it felt so good, his cock filled you up so well.  Chris groaned as he felt your heat tighten around him, he stared kissing your neck, marking it all over before he pushed you right back on the mattress. He grabbed your tied arms with one of his hands and your hip with the other. His thrusts were brutal, inhumane. He moved harshly, groaning your name once in a while, telling you how good you made him feel. You felt a knot tying in your stomach, he was driving you over the edge.

“D-daddy p-please, I-i’m ...” Chris pulled out abruptly, you whined at the loss. He flipped you over now laying on your back and grabbed you by the throat. Thrusting in you once again, you felt pure bliss under his touch, at one point everything got blurry, you weren’t aware of what came out of your mouth but whatever it was, made him go harder and god was it good. You screamed his name over and over begging him to give you more, fuck you harder. 

He drove you over the edge over and over again, you came over times than you could remember, yet he kept going, filling you up with his cum. His length was tearing you apart, his thrusts made you lose your senses, it wasn’t normal, the feeling was addicting yet unbearable. Chris got high off of your moans, your screams begging him to stop, telling him it was too good, how you couldn’t handle it. He thrusted his hips a few more times and came in you for the last time that day. 

@lemonybaby67