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4 Times | Kim Seungmin

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: This is a spin off of my wip that i posted. Seungmin knows it's wrong to jerk off to his best friend's girlfriend, but who's stopping him? Definitely not himself that's for sure.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: nudity, pornography?, public sex, masterbation, unprotected sex, fingering, cheating, multiple orgasms.

𝐀/𝐍: Hey! This took a much different route than i had in my head and it's still not even done but i thought you guys might like this!

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"Haah Jeongin, please" You whimper into his mouth, thighs shaking, not really knowing what you're begging for as his fingers plunge deeper into your needy hole. You were sure your professor had already marked you late, but with your boyfriend knuckles deep inside of you, you could care less.

To make up for this morning Jeongin insisted on dragging you straight to the football team's locker room to make you cum. He sat you on a bench and you slumped into the lockers behind you. "You're so fucking tight around my fingers angel. Does the thrill of getting your hole filled in the locker room turn you on?" He chuckled and thrusted his fingers impossibly deeper into you as you let out a particularly loud moan at his words. "Yes! Please babe I'm gonna cum.. L-let me? Please!" You pleaded as prettily as you could manage. You know your begging worked when Jeongin brought his lips to your clit and curled his fingers inside your messy pussy once more.

"Mhmm cum all over my fingers babe, I wanna taste it" But you were already cumming and your boyfriend didn't slow his ministrations on you until you were squirting on his fingers all over again. Your thighs shook and you gripped Jeongjns wrist as you made a mess of the locker room floor.

"You're way too good at that Jeongin." You whined to him and tangled both of your hands into his messy blonde hair. He hummed out a groan into your pussy and squeezed your thighs, lapping up all the cum remaining in and on you. He stood to give you a messy kiss and to pull your shorts back up along with your soaked panties. "Look at the mess you made, Beautiful. Always so good for me."

You didn't get to bask in the after waves of your orgasm for long though.

"I guess now's a good time to come out and say i heard most of that. Ugly shirt btw y/n." Seungmin laughs and sends a wink your way as he steps out of the shower area, his hair still wet and over his eyes.

Your eyes widen in shock as you realized Seungmin must have been in the showers. And your boyfriend just giggled lightly and shook his head, clearly unphased by any of this.

"Fuck you seungmin." You mutter as you grab Jeongins arm and basically hide your face in his armpit.

"I totally would pretty, but it seems jeongin made a mess out of you already" He motions at the pool of your arousal on the concrete floor and both boys giggle. You were absolutely not sticking around for this.

"Bye Jeongin!" You shout, interrupting them, as you make your way towards the door.

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As you're walking to class seungmin's words linger in your brain. "Ugly shirt btw y/n." To be honest you were never sure how Seungmin felt about you.

He always made comments about what you were wearing, how much you eat, what you liked to do. Anything he could point out to make a backhanded comment he would. He didn't act like an ass when you were first introduced but he must of had a change of heart you figured.

Even though he acted like this he still openly considered you one of his best friends and you considered him your only friend besides your boyfriend and roomate. Maybe he thought he was funny. But you're sensitive sometimes and it hurts your feelings.

You made a quick pitstop to the restroom to change into a different shirt. Once you slipped another shirt on you did a once over in the mirror and fixed the strand of hair that was sticking up. You left the bathroom dreading your next classes.

They were all with seungmin.

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Maybe you didn't know how seungmin felt about you but seungmin sure as hell did. Of course he did, he's been pinning over you for 6 months now. He knows it's fucked up wanting his best friends girlfriend but he couldn't help it. It was Jeongins fucking fault anyway.

6 months ago Seungmin was in his dorm alone, scrolling through Instagram when he got a notification from Jeongin. He figured he needed help with classwork like the idiot he was but when he opened his text he did not expect to see a video of you. Well, it wasn't just a video of you. It was a mirror video you sent to Jeongin and in this particular video you had only underwear on which you pulled to the side to reveal how soaked you were for your boyfriend while biting on your lip. You then inserted your middle finger into your heat moaning Jeongjn's name so prettily.

Seungmin had never heard moans as pretty as that and never thought he would. Just like you never thought for a second that it would end up being sent to seungmin's phone.

And seungmin didn't expect it to get send to him. He also didn't expect to get rock hard but that's not the point.

Stupid Innie

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She's so hot isnt she..

what the fuck is wrong w you does she even know you sent that to me?

Well of course she doesn't know

Dumbass now answer my question..

Yeah i guess she's hot or whatever. Fucking idiot istg.

To be quite honest seungmin wasn't annoyed at all that jeongin sent him that. In fact as soon as he seen a couple seconds of the video he saved it to his phone and stashed it in a private folder. From then on seungmin couldn't stop thinking about you and how it would feel to touch you.

On some late nights like yesterday, when he was alone and needy he would palm himself through his boxers until he was hard enough to take his cock out. He always got so hard watching you play with yourself. He would grip himself tight and stroke slow picking up his pace like he imagined you would, twisting his hand over his red, angry tip.

He would moan your name loud as his head fell back onto his headboard. He was so close. Every stroke of his cock felt so fucking amazing when he watched you. He needed you. Needed to feel that pretty pussy around him. Needed to show you how good you could feel with him under you.

"God" he sighed out along with a big puff of air, his eyes pressed tightly shut. He squeezed the base of his dick right before he was gonna cum, no way are you going to make him finish that fast. Instead he decided to slowy run his palm from his length to his stomach, and finally to his nipples. His own hand felt like fire gently licking his skin. Seungmin gasped, toes curling as he pinched his own nipple, sending another pang of arousal straight to his cock.

He wriggled in his sheets as he fought off the urge to wrap his hand around himself. Now he had his index and ring fingers in his mouth, whining as he was still tweaking his left nipple.

"Fuck y/n I'm so close to cumming please" He bucked his hips into his hand frantically when you moaned Jeongjn's name through the speaker. "S- so fucking hot baby fuck. Fuck!" He mewled out a string of curse words, body shaking as he shot his warm sticky cum all over his hand and stomach. He kept stroking his big cock with both hands for hours after that, edging himself to your video until he was a pathetic, writhing mess on his bed covered in his cum from multiple earth shattering orgasms.

"Mmm you're going to make me cum again, please it hurts, i want it so bad" He mumbles as he milks his last orgasm from his body, almost immediately falling asleep.

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"Hell nah! Fuck your boss you're going to that party!" Your roommate shouts at you while chopping carrots into sticks a bit too aggressively.

"I already told him I would work, Minho. I literally can't go" you sigh in exasperation as you lean onto the counter and top off your wine glass.

"You literally can go and you literally will go. Tell your boss you got sick." Minho continues talking with his hands which causes the knife to swing around in different swiping motions.

"JESUS MINHO PUT THE FUCKING KNIFE DOWN AND ILL GO! OH MY GOD WHY DID I LET YOU HOLD A KNIFE?" At this he slams the knife on the counter to grab your shoulders and hop off the ground like a bunny.

"Yes!! Yes!! Yes!! Wear something tight and slutty!!" he jumps as he talks making his words come out staggered and you chuckle at his drunken stupidity. Eventually you flick his forehead with a loud thwak! and push him away. Minho stumbles back into the fridge and gasps way too loudly. "You little-" Minho opts to chase you all the way to your room instead of finishing his sentence. Luckily your purpled haired roommate was way more tipsy than you from the drinks you shared. He tripped up the stairs giggling to himself as you slammed your bedroom door shut to start looking for something "tight and slutty" to wear.

After half an hour of tearing your closet to shreds you find something that matched Minhos description of what you should wear. Tight? Check. Slutty? (Only for jeongin of course) Check. Something cute underneath for jeongin when he rips the rest of your clothes off later? Absolutely.

Jeongin will love this. You think to yourself. You've given yourself a perfect opportunity to show up looking extra layable to surprise him. Once you finish your makeup and put your shoes on you descend the stairs looking for Minho only to realize he already left.

You glance at your phone for any kind of explanation to see he had already left you a voice message. You let yourself sink down into the living room couch to listen to the voice mail.

"HIII JISUNG CAME TO PICK ME UP" You hear giggling in the background and Minho hissing a not too quiet "SHHHHH" before cracking up in giggles himself. He continues "HAVE THAT SEUNGMO BOY PICK YOU UP. ALSO IM STAYING W JI TONIGHT DONT WAIT UP BUH BYE" more ear-piercing giggling and click.

"Damn that bunny faced bastard " you sighed as you dialed Seungmins number into your phone with sweaty palms. You really did not want to call him or be in the same car as him after how this morning shaked out, but it seems that Minho left you with no choice after begging you to go to the party.

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Seungmin did NOT want to pick you up after things went today. He has been an absolute mess from your shananigans this morning with jeongin. He's already came 3 times thinking about it and when you called him he was in the middle of trying for a 4th.

"Seungmin please please pick me up I'm begging you." You managed to pull your prettiest pleading voice. Seungmin noticed it was much like the one you used while begging jeongin to let you cum. Fuck. He was really struggling not to jerk his cock that was way too heavy in his hand.

"Y/n I- Fuck okay yeah I'll pick you up give me like 20 minutes."

After saying goodbye to you seungmin threw his phone onto his nightstand and grabbed his brown pillow from under his head. He placed the pillow under his length, lying on his tummy and sighed at the contact. As he began rutting his hips into his pillow he thought about your voice begging him to pick you up. Oh how cute and desperate you could sound when you really wanted something. Seungmin's breathing picked up when he thought of all the things he could give you if you asked for it. If you just asked for it.

"Mmmf- fuck!" He gripped the pillow and pressed it hard against himself. He buried his burning red face into the mattress, and imagined fucking you in his car.

Your pussy was so wet around his cock as he pounded you into the backseat. You blush and hide your face in embarrassment but moan load for seungmins cock. "Always so cute for me. Do you act this cute for your boyfriend hm?" He relishes in the way his hands look as he holds your plush thighs in place, your knees close to your head. "No Seungmin i promised only for you. Only cute for you" Your eyes squeeze shut from the intense feeling in your core. "God you're so warm. Make me feel so good y/n." With every rock of his hips the car would jostle back and forth ultimately letting everyone outside of it know how good he was fucking you. But that's if they couldn't already hear it.

He removes one hand from your thigh to give your clit a light smack making your body jerk up in search of more contact. A string of arousal connects his hand to your heat as he brings his fingers to your mouth. He wipes your own wetness aross your plush lips and plunges his fingers in.You moaned loudly and pleaded with Seungmin, fingers still stuffing your mouth. "Seungmin please please cum inside, I'm begging you."

"Shit shit shit Mmmf!" Seungmin rutted his hips roughly into his pillow a few more times before he sat up and shot his cum all over the mattress.

With his breathing still ragged and his body still shaking seungmin stripped his bedsheets and threw them to the side of the room. He can clean them later. Now he had to figure out how in the hell he was gonna last in the car with you after succeeding in cumming 4 times tonight. Why not make it 5 with you?

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After a long long day of teasing your boyfriend like a brat, hyunjin decides to treat you like a brat. And brats, in hyunjins head, don't get to cum on his cock but instead on a vibrator. And he won't do any of the work. You'll get yourself off with your pretty pink toy while hyunjin will get off on your soft hands pumping his cock. Of course he can't deny you kisses though<3

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pairing: masseuse!johnny x female!reader

summary: you go get a different kind of massage

word count: 2,122

warnings: straight outta porn, fingering, happy ending massage

a/n: this has been in my drafts for a while but for some reason inspiration came today! hope ya’ll enjoy ❤ (not proof read yet, maybe tomorrow)

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As you enter the door you start to doubt if the idea of coming here was any good. Maybe you should just turn around and go away, this is stupid.

“Good afternoon ma’am, can I help you?” You turn around and see a smiley lady at the front desk.

“Oh hm… Hi! I- hm…” You mentally slap yourself for being so nervous. “I have an appointment?”

“Fantastic, what’s your name?” She asks.

“Y/N.” You step closer.

“One second…” She types into the computer looking for your reservation. “Alright, follow me please.”

She goes around the desk and into a corridor full of doors. You follow her right to the end and into the last room on the right. You thank her as she opens the door and motions for you to come in.

“You can remove your clothes and hang them here.” She points to a hanger on the wall and grabs a towel. “You can then lay over there facing down and use this towel. Make yourself comfortable and your masseuse will be right with you.”

“Thank you.” She gives you a last smile before stepping out closing the door behind her.

You look around the room and sigh. Guess there’s no backing down now.

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mistake

beomgyu x reader

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a/n: yet another idea that my pea brain screamed at me to write. it’s poorly written and not proof read so ignore that. also manifesting a txt world tour with this fic. so I didn’t really specify that the group is txt, so if u wanna imagine it’s them, you can. if not, feel free to use your imagination!

disclaimer: all stories are acts of fiction and are in no way a real representation of the band or idol mentioned. nor are they a representation of how i view said idol or band, unless stated otherwise.

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Beomgyu knew he shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t be here, in this hotel room with someone who wasn’t you. He shouldn’t be laying beside someone else right now. The girl who laid beside him switching the light off before she tries to snuggle into him, his body tense at the contact. His eyes looked up to the ceiling, his heart felt as if it was splitting in two. What had he done?

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Restless nights on tour stirred up the loneliness inside of him. He needed to be with you, needing to feel the warmth of your skin pressed into his as you cuddled. He hadn’t spoken to you in days, almost weeks, trying to give you space from your fight.

The news of the band going on a world tour was a huge shock to you. Especially since your own boyfriend has failed to mention it. You tried to brush it off as him just being busy but it stung the longer you thought about it. When asked why he didn’t tell you about such an important event, he laughed it off by saying that he forgot and that it wasn’t a big deal. You tried to explain to him that it was a big deal, he would be gone for months on end. This simple conversation turned into a screaming match, ending in you crying and Beomgyu slamming the door behind him. That was the last time you had spoken to each other.

The band left for tour a few days later, Beomgyu not even dropping by your place to tell you goodbye. The other guys texted you about how much they’d miss you, to which you replied that you couldn’t wait for them to return. You tossed your phone onto the bed, falling into it as you sighed. He had never gone this long without speaking to you. Adding a tour on top his radio silence felt like a death sentence to your relationship.

Beomgyu knew this silence was killing you. He couldn’t take it anymore either. But that damn pride kept getting in the way of him finally apologizing, so he buried that guilt deep down into him. Perhaps that’s how he ended up in this bar tonight. How he ended up so wasted that he made out with the first girl that approached him. Her hands draped around his neck while his rested on her hips, her lips sucking on his neck. Within minutes he found himself tumbling into a cab with the girl still attached to his hip, giving the driver the hotels address.

He knew this was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this. His thoughts vanished as the door swung upon to his room, climbing on top of the girl he had just met. All of the pent up frustration and anger he had coming out slowly as she stared down at him. His body gave up quickly at the contact, something he hasn’t felt in weeks. The girl laid beside in him the bed, desperately trying to mold herself into his side, Beomgyu tensing in response. His eyes stared up at the ceiling, his chest growing tight with regret. The vibrations of his phone on the bedside table lightening up the dark room. He grabbed the phone quickly, a single tear falling from his eye as he read the messages.

Y/N:

“I can’t take this silence anymore”

“I miss you”

“I love you”

Oh god.

What had he done?

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pairing: minho ft. hyunjin x fem!reader genre: smut, angst, fluff, soulmate!au. enemies to lovers. love triangle. jealousy. pining. unrequited love. content: 18+ minors dni. chapter warnings below cut. word count: 6.8k

chapter summary: you take hyunjin as your plus one to a wedding, in europe. when you return you’re forced to confront minho again.

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just one yesterday - lee felix

» summary: He‘d loved you more than anything. Where you couldn’t pick yourself up, he would do it for you and never ask for anything back. In your mind, you pictured him by your side forever. Until one day, he’s no longer there.

» pairing: lee felix x reader

» rating: pg-13

» genre: angst, best friends to strangers, soulmates

» warnings: unhappy ending

» words: 2,283

» part of the you're the one series...

“Still won’t wash it huh?” if it were anyone else, you’d assume they were judging you, but Felix never really did. He’d been your best friend for years, seen you at both your best and worst yet never expected anything out of you in return.

Sometimes you wondered if you weren’t doing enough, that he was putting in far more than you, but you’d always attempt to make up for it with sporadic movie nights and dinners if your part time job had paid a bit more generously than expected.

Felix never complained about it either. He loved you and you loved him, but there was something to be said about two people never being able to love each other equally.

“I just… don’t want to,” you take the jacket from his loose grip, and it falls almost violently into your arms from your pull. He just smiles, for he knows the story from the last winter the two of you endured in this cold town, the memory of Seungmin was now a few months old, yet sometimes still lingered like a fresh wound.

Felix is turned away from you now, focused on the game he’s playing on the TV whilst you’re left to do what you want. It’s usually like this. You go over to his apartment and he leaves you to roam as if this place is your own. A lot of what you own is here anyway, just like how his hoodie is currently thrown over your desk chair back at yours, and some of his notebooks and books are laid out over the bedroom floor from late night studying.

Your lives were deeply bound but you didn’t mind it. It was nice to always have someone there, even if not physically, what he’d left was your reminder of him.

“Let’s go out,” the game is paused, something you hadn’t realised until he spoke up with that familiar deep voice that anyone that met him even just once could pinpoint for its uniqueness.

“Go where?”

“Dinner? I can pay this time,” you’d paid last time, but oddly this offer didn’t sit well with you. Felix did pay for things, but he never verbalised it out-loud. His offers were usually unspoken, said with his behaviour rather than words.

Felix’s relationship and love for you was built heavily around how he acted, rather than what he said. If you were sad, he didn’t reassure you with overused sentences that anyone would say. He’d hug you, with hugs that were specifically his, he’d kiss your forehead with a lingering touch of his lips that were truly his, and no one could replace those gestures of reassurance.

Anyone could replace words.

“Alright, I’ll just change shirt,” agreeing with Felix was always easy. His smile was the problem and you were weak to it. It’s how he’d gained your friendship in the first place, with a grin and certain charm that you couldn’t say no to, even if that particular day had tested your patience.

Felix always knew his way in through any obstacle. It could be infuriating.

There’s no trace of snow left on the ground now that spring has hit, but the air is still cold and fresh and cuts your cheek with harshness that causes them to blush. Felix links his arm with yours and the two of you walk silently through occasional crowds of people before everyone disperses down separate, less busy streets.

“You ever see him again?”

“Nah, but I’m done looking. There’s nothing I can do. It’s okay,” and it is, so all you can hope is that Felix believes you.

“You’ll find someone anyway. I wouldn’t worry.”

“It’s not that I’m worried,” you’re just worried you’ll never feel that particular pull again.

“I mean, worst comes to worse you can always date me,” his words make you stop walking, tugging him back as a result. Felix looks down at you now, and you must look so incredibly lost for he laughs and ruffles through your hair, causing you to huff. You’d spent ages getting it to stay somewhat neat, clearly in vain, “I’m kidding. Don’t take me so seriously.”

Maybe you should listen. Maybe taking it seriously is your undoing, but it’s like his words cause something to snap, and suddenly Felix takes on a new meaning to you. It’s impressive, how one sentence can alter your entire view of a person, open your eyes to something else, whether positive or negative.

It’s crazy to you, how the very idea dangling in front of you, just out of reach, is presented to you by your best friend.

And it’s crazy to you how quickly you want to jump into that notion, the idea that maybe you and Felix should.

Dinner isn’t awkward, but it’s new. You’d eaten dinner with him so often, but suddenly you’re so self aware of how you eat, what you order, how you behave. It’s never happened before, and Felix isn’t blind to it either, “you’re acting weird.”

“Am I?” the young man before you has always been attractive. You knew that with the way he’d turn heads on the street or with the amount of valentines cards that fell out of his locker when he was younger, but to you, he’d always just been Felix. A genetically gifted friend, sure, but still just Felix.

Sitting here, suddenly understanding those glances his way, was terrifying. Realising that your heart raced just seeing him stare back at you, that was the very pull that unraveled the thread to your once solid foundation of friendship.

You wished he’d never said it. You can always date me. For it led you to your next heartbreak when you realised he had feelings for you too.

Suddenly it made sense, why Felix had always given more than he took. The nights you called him at three in the morning because you were afraid or lonely, he came by without question, whilst the nights he did the same, you slept through almost every call.

You were selfish, and you knew it, yet he somehow loved you anyway, and the entire situation seemed so incredibly unfair.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” it’s the immediate regret in his voice, the way he steps back from your frame that you know nothing good can come from it. Felix had told you he loved you before, but it had been friendly. At least you had assumed so for the tones in his voice went unnoticed by you, as did the longing glances and the way he’d hesitate to reach for you, just because he desperately wanted to feel your touch underneath his fingertips.

It was unrequited, until it wasn’t entirely anymore, but even then, when he said it, actually said it, your words caught in your throat and you wondered if maybe, you weren’t ready to admit you loved him too.

For whilst you did love him, and whilst you saw him differently now, you weren’t sure if it was the same. Something bound you to feelings, his friendship with you ran so deep and meant the world to you, but now there was a set distance that you weren’t sure what to do with. You didn’t know how you felt, and before you had the chance to figure it out, Felix took it all back.

“Forget I ever said it,” but you didn’t. You couldn’t, even if you’d tried.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Your once horrid but occasional nightmares were replaced with desperate echoes of his voice, and every time the result was the same. Felix walked away and you couldn’t tell him to stay.

It hurt you to wake up, alone and hovering over the contact name that was so familiar, but he no longer picked up. The rock in your life wasn’t there to take your every call now, to hold you through every fear and it was only now with losing him that you fully realised that you really loved him too.

When Felix had told you he loved you… well and truly was in love with you, you weren’t sure if your love could be matched. Now, as twisted as it was, you bet your love rivalled his, if he even felt it at all anymore.

“I love you,” but he’s not there to hear you. You’re whispering to an empty room, and the only remnants of his are the hoodie you’re wearing, torturing yourself with and the scattered textbooks that he didn’t bother to get back from you. For he was never coming back. It hurt him too much, and he much rather avoided the realisation that you didn’t love him back than be faced with it for some books he could buy again.

It was not lost on you, how ironic it was. But each message you sent went without response, each call was met with silence, and every time you passed his apartment, there was no one to let you in.

Maybe it was naive to think that he’d open the door to you anyway. Though you’d assumed with how close you’d been, he’d miss you enough, just enough to come back to you. You just wanted him to hear you, listen to you like he always had, yet you heard nothing.

You were back to being unfair, maybe selfish, as spring turned to summer and summer became autumn, and it is only as the leaves fall in an array of dark colours that you decided that you couldn’t hope like this anymore. Felix wasn’t part of you anymore, and maybe you wanted to blame him, make it his fault for ever changing anything for you that one day he’d invited you to dinner, but you knew better.

If only you had known you loved him before he let you go.

It’s raining, the early morning winds being harsh on your frame as you hold a box, heavier than you’d like for it to be, but you know you can only make this trip once. Not only is it physically exhausting, but mentally you’re drained too.

You wonder if you should ring the doorbell, but given he hadn’t let you in for a while, you doubt there’s much point. Instead you wait, not for him but for anyone just so you can put his things down. There’s a note with his name, written as neatly as you could manage with a purple pen, a heart underneath though you wonder if that’s too much.

“You waiting for someone?” someone’s holding the door for you, though it takes a moment for you to register enough to look up at the stranger in question. He’s handsome, with dark hair going over his forehead and eyes to match. His smile is playful, rather beautiful too and your heart skips a bit, “you okay?”

“Huh?” he laughs, amused as he leans against the front entrance, holding it open for you though you make no effort to step inside. His voice is almost aggressive, but his presence is almost warm, a contrast to the cold and the way he speaks. It’s interesting, to say the least.

“I’m in a bit of a rush. In or out?” he doesn’t seem angry, though his impatience is evident in how he’s bouncing on his toes in anticipation. You realise he just came from inside, that he’s not heading in, and you wonder if he lives here too or was simply visiting someone.

You’d never seen him before, and given how often you’d been here, that surprised you.

“Yeah, in, thank you,” you push past him, ignoring the way he so obviously reads the name taped to the letter on your box of things for Felix, and you miss the familiarity of seeing the name in his eyes.

Maybe it’s best that you do. And maybe it’s best that he says nothing, only leaves you be once you’re inside.

It takes everything in you not to knock on the front door when you’re outside Felix’s door. You hear him move, know he’s there and it’s pure agony to do nothing. Yet you know if you knocked, and you know that if he answered, everything would fall apart again.

It’s best to leave it as it was now. A memory you loved and cherished, for the years with Felix holding you close had mattered so much to you. And sure, maybe if he opened the door, he’d hold you again, but he could just as easily break you more.

You couldn’t handle that now.

So you put the box down, knock on his door only once before you pull yourself away, down the stairs and back out into the rain.

When Felix opens the door, it’s to all his things he’d left behind. Everything but you, and he wonders if he’d catch you if he ran out to find you.

Something stops him. Perhaps the reminder of how long it took for him to get past it (not that he was even now), or maybe because he knew Changbin would kill him if he had to come over just one more time, to tell him that he’d be better off.

When he finally opens the note you’d left, he decides that he wants to hate you, for you’d selfishly told him the words he’d always desperately wanted to hear, but now was too late for. Even if those very words made him want to run back into your arms and forgive you for it all. At the end of the day, you were still his one best friend that he had placed above everything else.

I love you too Felix, I do.

i’m not sure if this was maybe a bit confusing on how they stopped being friends and why etc… it makes sense in my head, but any questions, feedback or comments kindly let me know x

the more I write this series the more i think i’ll be making alternative endings for each member that ends happy cause i can’t deal…

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