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kinktober — day 15 | handcuffs

chained up • [lee minho]

거친 내 숨결 다가와 어루만질 때

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader genre: smut, established relationship, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which minho shows you his collection and you get to choose your favourite toys word count: 1223 warnings: handcuffs, curse words, a hint of degradation maybe, oral (fem receiving), basically just teasing the living hell outta y/n

✨lee minho supremacy✨

»Oh«, you whispered as Minho pulled a little box out from underneath his bed. »This is what you wanna play ...«

He looked up at you, fixing your eyes with his while he snapped open the lock, raising the lid without showing you the contents.

»Color?«, he asked, the corners of his lips curling up into a mischievous grin as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

Your eyes took in the details of his face as you thought about your reply. Purple was your favorite; the slope of his nose.

But red matched your lipstick; his eyes, gazing with passion as he patiently waited for a response.

And blue was his favorite; the stupid smile on his lips that made you fall for him in the first place.

But then again black would match the bedsheets best; his hair, styled with so much effort, the blond strands falling into his face to frame its shape

And you knew for a fact that he liked you in white; his clothes, dark but still rather casual.

»Pink«, you jokingly blurted out when your eyes reached the buckle of his belt and you realized how much the bulge in his pants had grown at the way you focused him so intensely.

»Sweet.«

His dry comment was in no way hurtful, the sheer amusement in his eyes proved it as he pulled heart-shaped handcuffs from his box.

He handed them over to you, as he bit the inside of his cheek in a dirty smirk.

»Safeword?«

Your look shot from the pink toy in your hands to his eyes while you tried not to choke on air.

»Huh?«

»Once you put them on there are only two ways out.« He took a few more things out of the box, lining them up on the bedside table before he closed the box again and pushed it back underneath the bed. »Either you endure until I get you out when I'm done with you.«

Minho got up from the floor, cupping your face in his hands after he sat down next to you on the blanket. »Or you give me the safeword.«

Without giving an answer, you held the handcuffs out to him, allowing him a closer look at the chain that kept them connected.

»They are almost broken.«

He looked from the chain to your face and back again, once more catching his bottom lip between his teeth.

»How about we finish breaking them?«

Dropping the handcuffs, you put your wrists together, not wasting time with a second thought about a possible safe word.

Minho manhandled you into position as he sat down between your legs to restrict your wrists and attach the handcuffs to the headboard of his bed.

»Babe«, he purred before quickly pecking your lips. »Still need a safeword.«

»Safewords are for losers.«

»Oh okay«, he chuckled, moving backward as he stroked up your legs with his cold hands. »I'll remind you of that later.«

Minho slowly reached your thighs, slipping his hands under your skirt to pull down your panties, licking his lips when he felt the wetness between your legs as he ran a finger up and down between your folds.

»We didn't even start yet«, he smirked while pulling his finger back out and licking your essence of it.

Reaching for a small toy on the bedside table, he showed you a glass dildo in a light pink color, about the size of his own cock.

»Matches really well, don't you think?«

He chuckled at the way your eyes widened in surprise when you looked at it, bottom lip held hostage between your teeth as you tried not to moan just by glancing at what he had prepared for you.

Minho’s lips twitched in a smile as he aligned the tip of the dildo with your entrance, slowly pushing it centimeter by centimeter until its tip grazed your sweet spot.

When you breathed out a moan, arching your back off the bet while screwing your eyes shut, he knew he had found it and let go of the toy, before moving his attention back to teasing you further, kitten licking your clit with a cocky smile adorning his lips.

Pulling at the handcuffs in an attempt to reach for his head you wanted to guide him to where you needed him most but he just chuckled against your hot skin, reminding you that there was no way you could touch him.

Your walls clenched around the dildo inside you as you bucked your hips into Minho’s face to get some friction from the forgotten toy, its tip still grazing your soft spot ever so sweetly.

The bliss you felt, restricted by the handcuffs with Minho’s tongue working wonders in between your legs where the heat pooled around a dildo that felt just like his dick, was delicious, making you moan his name in dulcet tones.

»Awwwe look at you, so fucked out already and I didn’t even start the fun part«, Minho teased before latching his tongue onto your clit again.

Humming against the bittersweet numbness, he started pulling out the toy again just as slowly as he inserted it.

You sighed, feeling the wetness threaten to leak out of your core but Minho was quick to set a pace with two of his fingers, curling them inside of you to repeatedly hit that sweet spot that made you see stars.

Crying out his name, you once more attempted to pull at the handcuffs, breaking the chain that kept them connected before lacing your fingers in his hair. You gently tucked at his blond locks, forcing him to raise his face back up.

Minho locked his lips with yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth to play with yours as you tasted your juice on his lips.

Fucking you mercilessly with his fingers, he drew one moan after another from you while you felt your climax approach, making you clench around his fingers and arch your back off the bed.

»Looks like somebody is close, huh?«, he purred, placing wet kisses on the skin of your neck he was able to reach. »Why don’t you cum for me, angel?«

You whined at the nickname, screwing your eyes shut as your orgasm overcame you, shaking your body and making you jolt against Minho’s hand.

Helping you ride out your high, he kept his pace a little longer before gradually showering down, eventually pulling out of you and licking his fingers clean.

You crossed your arms over your eyes, feeling even sensitive to the light that shone into your room from outside as your chest rose and fell rapidly.

Minho grabbed the broken pieces of chain that still stuck to the handcuffs, softly pulling them up to see the point at which they broke better.

»Damn, they were my favorite pair.«

When you felt him get up from the bed after he let go of the chains, you peaked through your arms to catch him unbuckling his belt and stroking his throbbing cock before aligning with your sore cunt again.

»Looks like I have to punish you for breaking them«, he whispered. »Do you still think safewords are for losers?«

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dear minho anon, i am very sorry you had to wait so long for this os :(( i hope you still liked it <3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 14 | guided/mutual masturbation [FEM VER]

focus on me • [lee felix]

keep your eyes on me

pairing: lee felix x fem!reader genre: smut, camboy!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which felix guides you through your first spicy video call word count: 863 warnings: guided masturbation, mutual masturbation, video call sex

once again sorry felix anon :( <3

At the sight of the young boy, a silent sigh left your lips. His hair was dyed blonde, cut, and styled into a mullet and his doe eyes focused on yours as he shifted on his chair. His pink, plump bottom lip was caught between his teeth and countless freckles adorned his cheeks and face, creating shapes like stars create constellations in the night sky. He was beautiful.

»Hi«, he whispered, breaking the silence between the two of you. »I’m Felix.«

You smiled warmly at him, barely being able to hold eye contact. Given you were overwhelmed, and maybe even a little uncomfortable, you replied in an equally soft voice.

»Hi Felix.«

The ghost of a grin flashed over his lips as he released them from the clutches of his teeth. He was wearing a button-up shirt and only showed his upper body on the screen, you couldn’t see below the first two buttons he purposely left open for you to catch a glimpse of his perfect porcelain skin. He was not only cute, but also playful.

»Is this the first time you’re doing this?«

Bringing your attention back to him, he placed his elbows on the table, resting his head on his hands as he leaned it to the side while you nodded, timid eyes turning away from him again. Felix licked his lips, easily maintaining his cool as he straightened up and raked his hand through his hair.

»It’s okay, darling; may I call you that?«, he said softly, his eyes stuck to your teeth, chewing on your bottom lips again as you nodded. »Stop that, please. You don’t wanna find out what that does to me.«

His eyes glazed up with something else than just excitement, something darker, dirtier as he started unbuttoning his shirt. »Just follow me, we’ll take it slow.«

You swallowed hard, pulling your top over your head as you gazed down his upper body after he readjusted the camera position, his full body now visible when he laid a hand on his hard-on.

He was wearing matching dress pants, the tent between his legs protruding as he palmed himself, waiting for you to do the same. Biting the inside of your cheek, you copied his movements, showing your whole body for him too.

The smirk that crept onto his lips as he saw u only wearing panties and a revealing lace bra made your walls clench as you covered your upper body with your arm, hiding your half-bare chest from him.

»Don’t be shy, darling, everything is alright.«

A distinctive accent hung in his low voice, filling up your senses as you mindlessly caressed your soaking pussy through your panties in front of his eyes, your juice leaking through the thin material onto your fingers while you let out a breathy moan.

Felix got up to unbuckle his belt before he got his cock out from the constriction of his boxers, sighing as it sprung free. He spat onto his hand, lubricating his whole girth before he slowly started pumping himself.

»Just start, beautiful, I’ll match your tempo.«

You mirrored his moves again, licking your fingers before slowly drawing circles on your clit, moaning at the nickname he gave you as you added a second finger, stroking up and down your folds while closing your eyes. Throwing your head back, a silent »Oh my god, fuck« escaped your lips, and you bit your tongue to restrain yourself from saying all the things that came to your mind while your fingers repeatedly slid in and out of your tight walls.

»Let’s leave him out of this«, Felix chuckled, letting out a raspy moan too as he sped up his tempo to match the pace you set with your hand. »If you need a name to moan, try mine instead.«

The words had barely left his mouth, you whined his name as the knot in your stomach started tightening; a sign of your approaching orgasm, just like the way you clenched around your fingers.

»You’re so pretty like this, babygirl«, he purred, eyes fixed on your face to watch the pleasure turn your facial expression gradually softer, until your lips parted again and released another deep moan. »Let go, darling. Let it all out and cum for me.«

You raised your head again, locking eyes with him as you kept the pace, alternating between circles on your clit and rough movements of your fingers inside your walls before you squirted your juice all over your hand, heavily panting as he finished shortly after you, a low moan accompanying the sound of his orgasm when he climaxed into his hand as well.

Winking at you, he lifted his hand to his lips, licking his essence off every finger as you observed him, mouth agape at his sudden action and the way he seemed to enjoy your eyes on him.

»You did really well«, he said, tongue trailing over his bottom lip to get the last drop of cum out of the corners of his mouth. »I really wanna see what else you can do with those pretty hands.«

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re-wrote this for my dear felix anon, i hope you see this <3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 14 | guided/mutual masturbation

focus on me • [lee felix]

keep your eyes on me

pairing: lee felix x male!reader genre: smut, camboy!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which felix guides you through your first spicy video call word count: 828 warnings: guided masturbation, mutual masturbation, video call sex

for all my male readers out there, this one is for you !!

At the sight of the young boy, a silent sigh left your lips. His hair was dyed blonde, cut, and styled into a mullet and his doe eyes focused on yours as he shifted on his chair. His pink, plump bottom lip was caught between his teeth and countless freckles adorned his cheeks and face, creating shapes like stars create constellations in the night sky. He was beautiful.

»Hi«, he whispered, breaking the silence between the two of you. »I’m Felix.«

You smiled warmly at him, barely being able to hold eye contact. Given you were overwhelmed, and maybe even a little uncomfortable, you replied in an equally soft voice.

»Hi Felix.«

The ghost of a grin flashed over his lips as he released them from the clutches of his teeth. He was wearing a button-up shirt and only showed his upper body on the screen, you couldn’t see below the first two buttons he purposely left open for you to catch a glimpse of his perfect porcelain skin. He was not only cute, but also playful.

»Is this the first time you’re doing this?«

Bringing your attention back to him, he placed his elbows on the table, resting his head on his hands as he leaned it to the side while you nodded, timid eyes turning away from him again. Felix licked his lips, easily maintaining his cool as he straightened up and raked his hand through his hair.

»It’s okay, darling; may I call you that?«, he said softly, his eyes stuck to your teeth chewing on your bottom lips again as you nodded. »Stop that, please. You don’t wanna find out what that does to me.«

His eyes glazed up with something else than just excitement, something darker, dirtier as he started unbuttoning his shirt. »Just follow me, we’ll take it slow.«

You swallowed hard, pulling your top over your head as you gazed down his upper body after he readjusted the camera position, his full body now visible when he laid a hand on his hard-on.

He was wearing matching dress pants, the tent between his legs protruding as he palmed himself, waiting for you to do the same. Biting the inside of your cheek, you copied his movements, showing your whole body for him too.

The smirk that crept onto his lips as he saw u only wearing boxers made your cock twitch as you covered it with your hand, gently rubbing it through the fabric of your underwear.

»Don’t be shy, darling, everything is alright.«

A distinctive accent hung in his low voice, filling up your senses as you mindlessly took your dick out in front of his eyes, pre-cum leaking from its tip while you let out a breathy moan.

Felix got up to unbuckle his belt before he got his cock out from the constriction of his boxers too, sighing as it sprung free. He spat onto his hand, lubricating his whole girth before he slowly started pumping himself.

»Just start, handsome, I’ll match your tempo.«

You mirrored his moves again, moaning at the nickname he gave you as you closed your hand around your shaft, stroking up and down your length while closing your eyes. Throwing your head back, a silent »Oh my god, fuck« escaped your lips, and you bit your tongue to restrain yourself from saying all the things that came to your mind.

»Let’s leave him out of this«, Felix chuckled, letting out a raspy moan too as he sped up his tempo to match the pace you set with your hands. »If you need a name to moan, try mine instead.«

The words had barely left his mouth, you whined his name as the knot in your stomach started tightening; a sign of your approaching orgasm, just like the way your cock was throbbing in your hand.

»You’re so pretty like this, babyboy«, he purred, eyes fixed on your face to watch the pleasure turn your facial expression gradually softer, until your lips parted again and released another deep moan. »Let go, darling. Let it all out and cum for me.«

You raised your head again, locking eyes with him as you kept the pace, stroking up and down your dick before you spurt your seed all over your hand, heavily panting as he finished shortly after you, a low moan accompanying the sound of his orgasm when he climaxed into his hand as well.

Winking at you, he lifted his hand to his lips, licking his essence off every finger as you observed him, mouth agape at his sudden action and the way he seemed to enjoy your eyes on him.

»You did really well«, he said, tongue trailing over his bottom lip to get the last drop of cum out of the corners of his mouth. »I really wanna see what else you can do with those pretty hands.«

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okay, i totally know what u meant with felix voice, i almost passed out imagining him saying all those things with his deep ass voice + accent

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 6 | public teasing

tease • [bang chan]

i want it bad bad bad, your love

pairing: bang chan x fem!reader genre: smut, fake couple!au, reader low-key has a crush on him, dom!idol, sub!reader (for some reason it got a bit angsty ?) synopsis: in which your fake boyfriend chan takes to you to a poker game and you decide to play with him in a different way word count: 1268 warnings: public teasing, mentions of alcohol

i have about the same knowledge of poker as y/n in this story, hope what i wrote makes any sense ,,,,,, (lmk if it doesn’t pls)

Gently wrapping his arm around your waist, Chan introduced you to his colleagues, all of them seemingly more interested in your cleavage than your name. You felt their eyes on your exposed skin, staring like a hawk focused on its prey, a grin curling up your lips as you realized how obviously pissed your fake boyfriend got by the way he squeezed you tight and straightened his posture, jaw clenched and hand shut in a fist that was ready to throw punches at whomever.

Yet, the best idea you got from his behavior was that you were going to play with him tonight. For the sole purpose of finding out how long it would take until he got his sweet revenge on you - and your pussy.

You clenched around nothing just by thinking of how good he would fuck you back into submission once you got him riled up enough to make him break the business facade he put on every time he left the house.

Upon finishing the round of introduction you placed a kiss on his cheek, leaving the group of men alone and moving around the room to the buffet table where you picked up a glass of champagne.

Sipping the beverage, you followed each of Chan‘s movements with your eyes. The way he explained so vividly with his whole body brought a smile to your lips which, unlike your earlier grin contained nothing but love for him. The man you would gladly spend the rest of your days with if it wasn’t for the fact that you were the only one feeling that way whereas he only saw you as his companion for events like this.

Your chest grew heavy, so you figured the best way to make it through the night and to help you carry out your plan was some more liquid courage in your system.

Aiming for the bar you strolled through the room, Chan‘s eyes on you as you swung your hips with each step, the short skirt of your dress riding up dangerously high, exposing the pale skin of your thighs. You could feel his ice-cold gaze on you, your ass to be precise, and the thought of him tensing up, eyes fixed on you like a panther ready to attack only furled your confidence even more.

The pretty bartender shot you a cheeky smile when you ordered a cocktail and winked at him while taking the first sip before turning around and making your way back to your faux lover. He raised an eyebrow when you stood next to him, eyes moving from the glass in your hand back to your eyes.

»Tequila Sunrise.«

You smiled at him, pretending to only be here for the fun, alcohol, and to make him look better. It was part of your pact, he took you to special events to not show up alone and when it was over he drove you home, and depending on how well you behaved, you either were rewarded or punished. Needless to say that whatever you did, the sex was the best you ever had, whether it was “Good girl” or “Fucking brat” you were called.

What you got from the whole situation was everything but fun, sex aside. All he gave you were butterflies and lovesickness, the unrequited feelings hurting you far more than they were supposed to. Well, you got everything else you wanted. Chic dresses, attention, and a good reputation among the rich but never his love.

You swallowed hard, the alcohol pumping through veins still not enough to suppress your emotions. Your legs felt weak when you went for the bar again, ordering another drink to take back to the conversation.

»Get your shit together«, Chan whispered when you came back once more after placing a meaningless kiss on your cheek. »You’re not supposed to get drunk on my watch, remember?«

You replied a muffled »Yes«, inaudible to the rest of the guests but loud enough to be heard by the one that was supposed to. He nodded, a pleased smile on his lips as he stroked your cheek.

»Good girl«, he mouthed with his eyes piercing yours to find any trace of an evil plan you were plotting. Luckily for you, he believed your act, still did even though he seemed to sense something was off.

Soon enough he sat down at a table one of his colleagues preparing everything for a round of poker. Next to Chan stood an empty chair, ready for you to sit on and pretend you were really into what your “boyfriend” was playing and whether or not he was winning.

You put on your most believable smile, giggling at every bad joke that was told throughout the preparation of the game, all while resting your hand on Chan‘s knee.

When the cards were dealt, you shot a glance at Chan‘s hand not understanding any of the rules or how useful those cards were, yet you grinned at him just for keeping up the act.

He smiled back, nodding at the other players to symbolize the beginning of the game.

Silence quickly washed over everyone, as they focused on what was happening at the table, occasionally commenting on the course of the game. Apparently, Chan was doing pretty well, given the way his eyes glistened with joy, so you decided now was the time to attack and distract him a little.

Gently stroking up and down his thigh your hand continued to come dangerously close to his dick, tension rising in him, as he shot you a glance and almost invisibly shook his head to signal you to stop.

You raised an eyebrow, pretending not to know what he meant as you started palming his growing bulge. He clenched his jaw at your action, biting the inside of his cheek to suppress a moan.

»You alright, Bang?«

Whipping his head around, Chan removed your hand from his hard-on and nodded slightly, reassuring his colleagues that he was alright. You licked your lips, a triumphant gleam in your eyes when he went back to playing after opening the first button of his shirt.

Once he was immersed in the game again, you repeated your action this time opening the zipper with a swift motion of your wrist, the red tablecloth hiding your hand between his legs. You undid his button too, pushing your hand between his thighs to make him spread them, allowing you easier access to his cock, gently touching it through the fabric of his pre-cum stained boxers.

Chan bit his lip, eyes darkening and the veins on his hands growing visible as he started to get pissed off at your little game.

Letting out a deep sigh, he slammed his hands on the table when a break was called and you zipped his pants back up before he grabbed your wrist and got up from his chair.

»We‘ll go get some fresh air, mind calling us when you are ready to continue?«, he asked, voice tinted with anger before he dragged you out of the room and into the fresh air of the night.

Spinning you around, he pushed you against a wall, his hands pinning yours above your head by the wrist as his eyes stared straight into your soul.

»I swear to god, I‘m so going to make you regret this, you fucking brat«, he hissed, the print of his bulge in his pants making it hard for you to focus on his face.

»Now get on your knees and finish what you started!«

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okay, ik i wanted to post at 1pm but i had a maths exam this morning and had to write this during my free period after lunch break, hope you still enjoy it, bang chan anon :3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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Here is some Lino angst/hurt for you <3

𖥻 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦

✿ ┊ 𝙎𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂-𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙎 ; Lee Know

𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 :: you find yourself missing your boyfriend

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 :: angsty and emotional and short

𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 :: got a bit emotional while writing this don’t mind my sappy self pls

— 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙖🌷

sitting on a bench at night watching the moon and the stars and the way the water reflects them. it was calming listening to the faint sounds of the waves making you smile how you desperately wish he was there with you holding you and listening to his voice again. you find yourself missing his voice whenever he was away longing to hear it again. seven hours time difference sucks whenever it’s late for you it’s only midday for him but you forget all your worries each time when he wakes up and texts you or on your daily calls where you would talk about random things or just watch him do his things. you loved watching him the way he seemed to get lost when he watches tv. you find yourself missing his voice on the days he couldn’t call sometimes it takes you hours to fall asleep without the comfort of knowing that even if there is a ocean separating you that is still somehow there comforting you with his presence. oh how you wish he could visit you again and feel his arms around you and his soft lips on yours. but for now you need to live with video calls and the hope that you will see him again.

𖥻 gentle loving

♡┊𝐇𝐘𝐕𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; bang chan

as you opened your eyes your boyfriend has already gone to the gym with his friends , so you decided to lay in bed longer and enjoy his calming scent a bit longer. you fell back asleep for another hour until the sunlight woke you up yet again. you yawn before searching for your phone to look at the notifications you got overnight. nothing grabbed your interest till you saw a message from your best friend.

you responded to her knowing she will tease you for always answering late after you finished texting her you got up and went downstairs to the kitchen where you saw a bright pink post it with your boyfriends messy handwriting on the table.

morning love

got you some breakfast at the coffee shop it’s in the fridge.

have a nice day love you <3

and a cute heart drawn at the bottom of the note.

it made you smile at how thoughtful he was even if it was just a simple thing like getting you breakfast early in the morning. after texting him a quick thanks for the breakfast baby, you grabbed the plate and a coffee/tea/juice (whatever u prefer) and sat down at the dining table scrolling on TikTok while eating as you heard the sound of the door opening and closing. you heard something dropping on the floor probably chan’s gym bag. you where still lost in your thoughts as your boyfriend enters the kitchen with a smile on his face and his curly fluffy hair.

his bare face and natural hair had always been your favourite sight to see, so you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your lips. you stood up and quickly put your arms around him just as he puts both of his hand on your hips. chan’s face mirrors your own affectionate smile “hey love”

he said in a gentle voice which only made your heart speed up more so you didn’t hold back and kissed him. it was one of those kisses where you just let your actions speak for you as your lips danced together. neither of you had realised how long the kiss went on but neither of you were complaining as you just hold each other and enjoyed being together. the day continues like that no need to rush anything as you and chan cuddle up on the couch putting on a random show which no one of you paid attention to because you were to focused on each other. you smiled softly as you looked down on your chest seeing chan sleeping on it soft snores escaping his pretty lips as you tangled your hand in his soft curls and closed your eyes <3

ice cream—

written by: 🥺

genre: fluff

warnings: swearing

summary: maybe being helpful does have it's benefits.

thank you again to @mrsunshine999 for requesting this, you always come up with the best prompts!!

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you would regard yourself as the helpful type, always willing to aid others who are in need. even if that means leaving the comfort of your bed late at night to buy ice cream for your sister.

what your helpfulness does not extend to, however, is willingly giving said ice cream (the last one in the store) to a stranger.

a handsome stranger, perhaps, but thats besides the point.

he smiles sheepishly. "uh, hi."

"hi," you deadpan, refusing to pull your hand away from the tub, despite how cold your fingers feel. already.

"nice pajamas."

you glance down at the clothes you picked out at random - cookie monster pajama pants and a bright orange hoodie. admittedly not the best combination but, hey, you're at the store, not a fashion show.

"thanks. give me the ice cream."

"sorry, but i have 7 hungry men at home and i lost a bet."

"i have a sick sister at home. she's... going to die."

he raises an eyebrow. "if you don't get her this ice cream?"

"yes." the word slips out of your mouth before you can stop it. the lie is incredibly obvious, but you still hope that he either falls for it or gives up. "it's her dying wish."

unfortunately, he is neither stupid nor cooperative. "strawberry ice cream. her dying wish... sure." his grip on the tub tightens, biceps flexing just slightly. you try not to focus on that detail. "look, i'm sorry about your sister, but there's another store, like, 10 minutes away."

you gesture to your body. "and you expect me to go out in the cold like this?"

"your fashion choice, dude, not mine."

groaning, you reluctantly pull your hand away. absolutely not because you're giving in, but because in such thin clothes, the cold of the freezer is harder to withstand.

"look, dude," you say mockingly, "can you just go to the other store instead? please just give me the ice cream, i'm sick of this."

seemingly considering your offer, he licks his lips and allows his hand to fall to his side. just as you think you've won, the corners of his lips lift into a smirk. "fine, i'll give you the icecream."

"oh, thank fu-"

he grabs your wrist as you reach back into the freezer, and you cut yourself off in shock. "on one condition."

"and that is...?"

the smirk remains, but his eyes fall to his feet. "if i give you this, will you let me buy you ice cream another day?"

your eyes widen. did he just... no. what the fuck?

cheeks burning, and the room feeling hotter than ever, you clear your throat. "are you... are you blackmailing me?"

"no!" he exclaims, releasing his grip on your wrist, which you had previously forgotten about. "i'm trying to hit on you."

"right now? like, when i'm standing in my pajamas and being stubborn about ice cream?"

he nods.

"that is an awful deal. for you."

he shrugs. "not if i get to take a cute stranger on a date."

"oh..." you consider your options. he may have been an inconvenience at first, but he is attractive, and it means double ice-cream for the price of one, so— "sure, i'll do it."

a blinding smile takes over his features. "i'm changbin."

"y/n."

"can i... can i have your number? you know, to contact you," changbin says.

"i thought you'd never ask."

you arrive home roughly 15 minutes later. when you hand your sister the ice cream and she doesn't even bother to thank you, you can't find it in yourself to care.

maybe being helpful does have its benefits. the benefits, in question, being ice cream. definitely not going on a date with a pretty boy, right?

stray kids when their s/o is pregnant with multiples—

written by: 🐝

genre: fluff

warnings: pregnancy, swearing

thank you to @mrsunshine999 for requesting this!!

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bang chan ♡

• chan’s so prepared to be a father!!

• he’s terrified, as most first time parents usually are, but he’s so so so SO excited to be having kids with you

• he’s even happier when he finds out you’re having twins

• “i want more 🥺🥺”

• “they haven’t even cOME OUT YET-“

• “could u squeeze out more babies please 🥺🥺🥺”

• chan is sosososo protective of you

• it’s really sweet actually

• he’s always touching you in some way, just wanting to make sure you and the babies nearby

• chan likes to touch ur bump

• like,, A LOT,,,

• if he could choose, he’d never let go ☺️☺️

• chan definitely spends a lot of his spare time thinking of names for ur kids

• unfortunately, neither of you can seem to agree on anything

• you both decide to wait until after the babies are born to come up with something

minho ♡

• okay so y’all are having triplets

• he’s thrilled

• get used to ridiculous name ideas tho,,

• “babe...”

• “yes, minnie?”

• “could we pleeeeaaase call the babies soonie, doongie and dori??”

• you: 😐😐😐

• minho: 👁👄👁

• “absolutely not”

• “bABE PLEASE-“

• much like chan, he’s fiercely protective of u

• if anyone so much as looks at u the wrong way, they’re getting a shoe thrown at their head

• and when ur babies are finally born he’s the same

• one of his cousins said the babies weren’t even that cute and i’m pretty sure he burst a blood vessel trying to suppress the urge to throw a table or smth 👀👀

changbin ♡

• not to roast him or anything but when the sonographer said y’all were having quadruplets he passed out,, in the middle of the sonography room,,,

• “can you check again??”

• “sir i’ve checked 1000 times, i’m certain-“

• “just chECK AGAIN-“

• once changbin got over the initial anxiety, he was over the moon about it

• “damn, is my sperm on steroids or smth??”

• “changbin pls 😭😭”

• he’s seriously caring tho

• he always makes sure you’re on time to your prenatal classes and doctors appointments

• and he’s all read up on the latest child rearing tips and tricks 😌😌😌

• but absolutely expect changbin to pop ur pregnancy ball from bouncing on it too hard

• (we all know changbin has a phat ass)

hyunjin ♡

• you were both really nervous about having triplets, but hyunjin more so than you

• mostly bc he felt so powerless

• you were carrying T H R E E babies when most people only have O N E

• so he promised himself that he’d be there for every moment of your pregnancy, holding your hand every step of the way just to make sure you never felt intimidated or alone

• 😭😭😭 don’t mind me 😭😭😭😭 just sobbing over hyunjin 😭😭😭😭😭

• he buys designer baby clothes all 👏the 👏time👏

• u try and tell him to slow down but he doesn’t listen

• “c’moooon, we’re having triplets! we’re gonna need lots of baby clothes!”

• “not designer baby clothes! they’re just gonna poop and puke all over them!”

• “idc, no child of mine will be dressing like some n00b”

jisung ♡

• ur pregnancy was quite a tough one

• you both knew it was likely gonna be that way, but that didn’t stop it from being any less difficult

• “these kids kick too damn much”

• “c’mon, it’s a good thing they’re kicking. it means they’re healthy and active.”

• “that’s not the issue, it’s that they’re kicking each other and i’m getting caught in the crossfire”

• “do you need me to have a word with them?”

• “sure?” 🤨🤨

• “hey, you two. quit fighting”

• *the babies continue to beat the crap out of each other, elliciting a groan from you”

• “don’t make me come in there! i’m your father and you will listen to me.”

• it didn’t help much but it’s the thought that counts

• (dad!jisung has me so soft 🐝)

• on a similar note, jisung ALWAYS knows how to lift ur mood when ur feeling particularly hormonal or sensitive

• whether it’s giving you a back massage and cuddles

• or just listening to you vent

• jisung tries his hardest to be a supportive presence bc having twins is a big deal and not everyone knows what ur going through

felix ♡

• being pregnant with triplets was an experience to say the absolute least

• ur pregnancy was so w e i r d

• strong!! pregnancy!!! cravings!!!!

• onion rings with strawberry jam 🤢🤢

• pickle juice and vanilla icecream 🤢🤢🤢

• apple slices and mustard 🤢🤢🤢🤢

• felix insists on cooking for u

• he’s so disgusted by ur food cravings, but pretends not to be bc ur so sensitive that any sort of criticism will have you bawling ur eyes out

• and if you start crying, so does felix

• and then everyone starts crying

• felix is sosososoSO gentle with u

• he’s very careful not to wake you in the night

• and he’ll help you put ur shoes on and get dressed when u get too big to do it on ur own

• which he loves 💕❤️

• looking after you is a big thing for felix, especially with three babies on the way

seungmin ♡

• he had this weird premonition/feeling/dream that y’all were gonna have a lot of kids

• but seungmin could NOT have comprehended that y’all were having quadruplets,,,

• he’s similar to changbin in that he was in a state of shock and disbelief when he found out (unsurprisingly) but it didn’t take long for him to get used to the idea of it

• bc quadruplet pregnancies tend to be shorter, he wanted to get all the important stuff out of the way first

• like putting together the nursery

• he enlisted the help of his group members bc there was just so much stuff to put together

• chan, hyunjin, minho and changbin got the most stuff done, whilst jisung, jeongin and felix sorta just fucked shit up

• you and seungmin sorta just watched from the sidelines like: 🤭😮

• making sure that you felt confident in yourself as a parent was really important to him

• which brings me to this cute fact: seungmin compliments and praises you ALL👏THE👏TIME👏

• “you’re so good at this!”

• “your bump looks so cute, i’m gonna rlly miss it”

• “our kids are rlly lucky to have u as their parent”

jeongin ♡

• jeongin couldn’t make it to the first scan because the weather was so awful and no bus would take him, so you went on your own and called him after to tell him the good news

• “we’re having TWO babies??? in one go???”

• “yes, innie, we’re having twins!!”

• “but I’M a baby!! can u really handle two more???”

• as much as you two both like to joke, ur pregnancy really matured him as a person

• jeongin was determined to be the best possible father for his children, no questions asked 😌😌

• so he read all the books.....

• and went to all the prenatal yoga classes.......

• and did all the things you’re supposed to do.......

• but, for jeongin, that didn’t quite feel like enough

• he only felt ready to be a parent when he spoke with his dad and grandpa, who both confided in him that they felt just as unprepared and inadequate as he did and that’s sorta just a part of being a parent

• fortunately, that gave him a lot more confidence

• and when your due date came, he handled everything so calm and confidently

sickeningly sweet

written by: 🥺

genre: little bit of angst, mostly fluff

warning(s): swearing, smoking/ vaping, mentions of alcohol

summary: skater!jisung is sickeningly sweet. he tastes it, too.

[1:26]

Clouds of steam swirl through the night air, obscured by streams of tangerine light from a nearby lamppost. It smells of something like candy-floss or bubblegum, though you can't tell which. There's not much difference between the two--they're both sickeningly sweet, causing you to scrunch your nose up at the smell. You really should be used to it by now, but for whatever reason, that's not the case.

"Don't listen to Jongmin. Half the time he's drunk, the other half he's high. Don't take anything he says seriously."

You chuckle humourlessly. "That's no different from you. I still take what you say seriously."

"Hey, I'm trying my best," Jisung exclaims in an accusatory tone. He lifts his hand and jabs his vape in your direction, "And I know for a fact that you don't take anything I say seriously."

"Well... Yeah, you're right."

You lean back on your hands. Cold concrete numbs your skin and you wince, but don't move away. Instead, you shiver and tug Jisung's leather jacket closer to your body.

"He's a dick. A massive one. I'll give him a piece of my mind next time I see him."

"You don't have to do that."

Jisung takes a long drag of his vape, holds it in for a few seconds then blows it out in a large puff. "I will. You call my best friend a-"

"Jisung."

"Right. Sorry," he says and clears his throat. "Say what he said, you deal with me."

You successfully suppress a laugh, but its not easy. You're grateful that Jisung is protective of you, but where he excels in toughness and trash-talk, he lacks in stature and physical capability.

"Thanks a lot, Sung."

"No problem."

You glance at Jisung. His skin glows and eyes sparkle in the warm, overhead light. A circle of light surrounds his messy, blonde hair like a halo, but you think he's the furthest from an angel that could ever be.

Jisung turns to you suddenly, those doe eyes gazing at you and you suddenly feel naked.

Vulnerable.

"You wanna see some tricks? I've been working on a few lately."

You simply nod. You watch Jisung grab his skateboard from where it lays at his feet and push himself off of the brick wall. With one swift movement he's skating down the ramp and up another. He stops at the peak, then jumps a little, twists around mid-air and skates back down.

He returns to you with a proud smile and, yeah, now you can see why he's so often mistaken for an angel--if you ignore the cuts littering his face, leather clinging to his skin and alcohol on his breath.

"Come on."

You stare at Jisung's outstretched hand and blink. "What?"

Jisung doesn't let you finish. Soon enough, you find yourself tumbling off the wall and into Jisung's arms. Your converse smack against the pavement and you almost crumple to the floor, but Jisung holds you up.

"Let me teach you."

"Jisung, I can't-"

But your words are of no use. Now clasping your hand, Jisung drags you to the flat section of the skatepark. He lets go to place his skateboard on the floor, then holds both hands out, palms facing up.

You make a face. "What do you want me to do?"

Jisung thrusts his hands in your direction. "Get on the skateboard. Hold my hands, you'll be alright."

"You won't let me fall?"

He draws a cross over his chest then extends his hands again. "Cross my heart."

You exhale a shaky breath; the puff of air forms clouds that eventually fade out, imitating Jisung's previous actions like an eager, younger sibling that can never quite live up to their older sibling's standard.

You step onto the skateboard. It rolls to the side a bit and you gasp in fear, but Jisung is quick to grab your elbows and, wow, you're a lot closer like this, so much so that you can smell the mint gum and candy-floss (or bubblegum) on his breath.

With a reassuring smile, Jisung begins to guide you, urging you to tilt your body to the side and reposition your feet. He pulls you gently to the left, directing you on when to place your foot down and the exact pressure to use when you push yourself forward.

"You're good at this," Jisung proclaims, but you can't tell if he's being truthful or not. "Ready for me to let go?"

"Oh god, please no."

Jisung chuckles and his fingers dig into your skin. "Alright then."

You expect Jisung to pull you along again, to repeat his previous instructions and praise you for doing the bare minimum once more. But when you look up, Jisung is frozen. His eyes sparkle like he's stored the galaxy in them, and you don't think you've ever seen Jisung like this, let alone so close. He's full to the brim with a strange sort of emotion that you can't entirely place but-

Oh.

You notice Jisung's eyes flicker down to your lips. Only for a brief second, but you see it all the same. You recognise the emotion now—it's impossible not to. You've seen Jisung kiss people before, have sat bitterly in the corner of a house party as Jisung made out with whatever guy or girl he could find, so you know that look: it's lust. Or, perhaps, love. You can't tell, only hope.

But you recognise want. Need. And maybe you really need this too.

"Can I kiss you?"

It'd be a big fat lie to say that Jisung isn't an abrupt person, so it's really no surprise that he's the one who makes the first move. But if anything, you expected Jisung to just kiss you without asking. Instead, he requests permission gently, and the lust is still discernible, but it's softer than you have ever seen it.

You nod wordlessly. Jisung doesn't move so, now desperate for Lord knows what, you say, "Kiss me."

You hate how needy you sound, but Jisung doesn't seem to notice. The air around you is so cold, but Jisung is warm. Cold lips against warm lips, cold skin against warm skin, cold breath against warm breath.

When Jisung slips his tongue into your mouth you can tell that, yeah, it's definitely candy-floss.

And it's sickeningly sweet, but that's alright. Because when Jisung finally pulls away and confesses that he loves you, you realise that, despite his tough image, he is sickeningly sweet too.

cuddling skz headcanons—

genre: fluff

warnings: none

written by: 🥺 + 🐝

relationship(s): bang chan x reader/ lee know x reader/ changbin x reader/ hyunjin x reader/ han x reader/ felix x reader/ seungmin x reader/ jeongin x reader

bang chan

you two would lay with ur head on his chest with his arms wrapped around you

would probably smell like soap and vanilla and oh man you'd fall asleep SO goddamn fast

chris isn't a great sleeper so he'd probably just lay with his eyes closed and listen to your breathing

would probably smell ur hair lets be real

minho

he's basically a cat in that he likes affection on his terms and his terms ONLY

catboy minho rights

idk would probably just do it unconsciously??

like he'd fall asleep next to you and snuggle into your side

DO NOT move if you value your life

changbin

very into skinship

he's tiny but he loves to be big spoon

loves to be close to you so would just like,, hold u rlly tightly and tangle ur legs together

he'd also be the type to tickle you a little whilst giggling

but he's vv strong so like,, there's no escape

(good luck)

hyunjin

loves lying with you on ur back and him laying on top of you (rip)

would love love LOVE it if u played with his hair bc its gotten so long recently and it'd be sososo easy

he'd hum and sigh contentedly until he fell asleep

would probably whisper "baby?" every now and again and every time u ask what he wants he just wouldn't reply

his breath on ur neck is vv tickly (is that a word idk) but you cannot move so uhhh yeah have fun

jisung

DEFINITELY little spoon

no i do not take constructive criticism

would take ur hands and hold them to his chest

would make cheesy jokes about his heart racing whenever ur near him

twist around every now and again to ask for a kiss and if ur asleep no you're not❤️

he would nudge you to wake u up like "i want kithes😡😡"

felix

you guys cuddle facing eachother

but he loves skinship so he'd hold ur hands and play with ur fingers

would probably fall asleep quite quickly and you would HAVE to admire him bc i mean,, look at him,, it's lixie,,, he's gorgeous

you'd probably count his freckles and he'd giggle and tell you that it tickles

but if he's super tried and trying to sleep he'd be like "stop clogging my pores dude and gO TO SLEEP"

seungmin

would let u lay on his arm

he'd most likely run his hands through ur hair then cup ur face

probably listens to music to go to sleep (and by music i mean day6)

so you'd share a pair of earphones or airpods or whatever and he'd probably sing along quietly

which, in itself, is literal heaven

i love seungmin bye

jeongin

lil baby wants to be the big spoon bc he's a MAN

LOVES it if u wears his t-shirts/ hoodies so would just give it to you like "wear this ☺️☺️"

he'd snuggle up against ur back and nuzzle his face into ur neck

which would make u giggle and the lil shit would just do it more

but we love cuddly jeongin in this household