Bound By Contract (a Bangchan X Reader Series)

as we are (teaser) ⚾ seungmin x reader.

★ baseball captain!seungmin x f!reader. ★ teaser word count: 3,000~ ★ genre/warnings: alternate universe: university, alternate universe: varsity baseball captain!seungmin, alternate universe: political science major!seungmin. idiots in love, slow burn, friends to lovers, seungmin is emotionally constipated (and a red flag, if you squint). skz ensemble (dormmates + hyunjin and chan are on the baseball team). baseball references i am not 100% sure about. ★ footnotes: this is perhaps the skz fic i've done the most work on, though it's largely self-indulgent. i never thought it would see the light of day, but ksm's teaser for as we are featured him playing baseball and it has singlehandedly dragged me back to the possibility of finishing this. publishing the teaser for now in hopes of getting some motivation to put out the whole thing. enjoy!

As Seungmin's bat cracks against a pitched ball for the nth time that afternoon, he tries to think of anything but the bitterness in the back of his throat.

His feet are rigid and his shoulders are impossibly taut. He's clutching the grip of his bat a little too tight, but none of his teammates have the heart to call him out on it. They know their captain and they know better to question him when he's like this.

"Again," Seungmin says coolly, and the terse pitcher does as he's asked.

Thwack. The ball soars over the outfield. Seungmin tries to think, instead, of the essay he has to do for World Governance later, of what Jeongin might want to dinner. Anything but the fact you ditched him for some goddamn date or something.

A flicker of annoyance flashes across Seungmin's expression. "Again," he commands, and he hits the next ball so hard that the bat nearly flies out of his hands.

It's a litany of again, again, again until the pitcher misses his target completely. Seungmin's eyes narrow as he notices the way the pitcher is eyeing something over his shoulder. He turns to look at the bleachers.

When he catches sight of you, his already stoic face hardens into something stone cold. You had somehow snuck in undetected, and you were now lounging there like you hadn't told Seungmin some two hours ago that your weekly dinner had to be called off.

For a moment, Seungmin's grip on his bat tightens even further before he glances back at his pitcher. He shoots him a look before he walks over to the fence, stopping a few feet away from you.

"What are you doing here?" he snipes, his eyes flickering with irritation.

Without missing a beat, you reach for something that had been resting at your feet: An iced flat white with an extra shot of espresso. You hold it up for him to see as you stay in your seat.

It's his usual order, the same thing he got whenever we went out for coffee.

"Peace offering," you say simply, which is the closest to an apology that Seungmin will probably ever get from you.

Seungmin's expression remains taut, but the tension in his shoulders relaxes almost imperceptibly. He considers you for a few heartbeats, before his gaze slowly rises back to yours. His jaw clenches.

"You can't just give me coffee every time you want me to forgive you," he snipes, crossing his arms.

You don't falter, just keep holding out the coffee and waiting for him to take it. "That's why I switch it up. Sometimes, I get you croissants," you deadpan.

He eyes the coffee cup you're holding out to him, still refusing to take it. "You're insufferable," he mutters, but there's a hint of exasperated fondness in his voice.

A moment of silence passes between the two of you before Seungmin finally uncrosses his arms. He reaches out to take the coffee from you, fingers brushing against your own.

"What do you even want?" he grumbles, taking a sip.

"Can't a girl watch her best friend practice baseball?" you respond, the hint of a smile on your lips.

One of the teammates playing third base wolf-whistles in the background and earns himself a quick smack upside the head. Seungmin shoots a glower at them but says nothing, taking another sip of his coffee.

"Yeah? You here to cheer me on?" he asks you dryly, raising an eyebrow.

You prop your arms over the chairs next to your and cross your legs— a clear sign that you're not going anywhere any time soon. "Something like that," you say without missing a beat. "I'm a big fan of uniform number twenty-two."

As much as he tries to remain aloof and unaffected by your presence, Seungmin's cheek tinge with a hint of pink at your comment.

He tries to cover it up with a scoff, but the blush betrays him. "I know you are," he mutters, before clearing his throat and taking another gulp of his coffee. "You can watch, but don't distract me."

You finally let a bit of a smile slip through, like you're relieved that you're not being hauled out of the stadium.

"Kncok 'em dead, captain," you call after Seungmin's retreating back, drawing snickers among his teammates.

"Shut up!" Seungmin barks at the boys, but the blush on the back of his neck betrays his words. He takes a brief moment to glare at them all before he regains his composure.

With a short sigh, he steps back up onto home plate, and the other players on the field get ready. The pitcher nods at Seungmin, and the captain raises his bat, taking a moment to look up at the bleachers.

His eyes catch on your seated figure, and his chest clenches just a little. He turns away before he can think too hard about it.

As practice winds to a close, one of Seungmin's teammates and roommates— Chan— jogs up to you.

"Hey, angel," he greets, the lilt of a tease already on his tongue. "You have any coffee for me, too?"

Chan grins, unperturbed by the eye roll you give him. He props his arms on the railing and looks up at you with an expression that's far too innocent.

He casts a glance towards Seungmin, who's still on the field, having a word with the pitcher who had been throwing balls for him. "So, what did you to piss off the captain this time?" Chan asks nonchalantly, his smile widening as he catches sight of the hoodie you're wearing. Seungmin's hoodie.

"Ditched him for a tutoring session," you answer.

"Ow!" Chan places a hand to his chest in a show of faux horror. "Don't you know how many girls would kill for a date with the Kim Seungmin?"

You rest your forearms against your thighs as you lean forward to keep watch of Seungmin. "Mhm," you hum. "And here I am, breaking his heart."

Chan gives you a knowing look before he lets out a bark of laughter.

He glances back towards Seungmin, who's still chatting with the pitcher— or more likely, giving him a thorough lecturing on the state of his fastball.

"He's been in a pissy mood all day," Chan says with a slight shrug. "We all thought he was about to blow a fuse, until—" He gestures vaguely, his eyes still drawn to the way you're wearing Seungmin's clothes.

"The hoodie is part of the three-step plan," you say wryly. "Seungmin has a thing for seeing me in his clothes."

Chan lets out an unceremonious snort of laughter. "Gee, I wonder why."

You retort by pointedly asking, "Don't you have to throw some balls or something? Better get out of here before your captain decides to make you his next target."

Chan rolls his eyes at your taunt, but he knows it's true.

As if on cue, Seungmin suddenly turns around, and his eyes land on the sight of you and Chan in the bleachers. His jaw clenches, and he immediately begins to stalk towards the two of you.

Chan lets out a low whistle, raising his hands up in defense as Seungmin draws closer. "Hey, hey, I'm going, I'm going—"

Chan is gone before Seungmin can even open his mouth at him, and Seungmin gives you a baleful glare.

"What was Chan saying to you?" he asks coolly, arms crossed as he stands over you. He's sweaty from practice, and his body is tense with irritation.

"We were discussing how much of an absolute ray of sunshine you are," you say dryly.

Chan, from a couple of feet away, hollers, "Do not listen to her, Min!"

Seungmin scowls over at Chan's direction. Chan grins deviously, while Seungmin's features sour even further.

"Insufferable," he mutters under his breath before he turns back to you.

He crosses his arms, his eyes flickering down to the hoodie you're wearing. "That's mine," he says curtly, factually.

You tug the sleeves over your wrists, as if to say, Oh, this little ol' thing? The hoodie was one of Seungmin's older ones. An oversized piece featuring cover art of his favorite band, DAY6.

"You forgot it at my apartment last weekend. When you helped me fix the IKEA shelf," you remind him. "Want it back?"

Seungmin's expression falters for a moment as you tug at the sleeves. The sight of you in his hoodie makes his heart stutter briefly.

He hesitates, momentarily thrown off-balance, but he quickly composes himself and shakes his head. "Yes. I want it back. Immediately."

You let out a small tch of disapproval, but you're in no position to argue. You reach one hand to the back of the hoodie and pull it over your head in one deft movement. Your cropped top underneath rises ever so slightly.

"Here ya go," you say, holding out the hoodie over the railing.

A muscle in Seungmin's jaw ticks as his eyes are drawn to a sliver of exposed skin at your mid-riff, before shooting back up to your face, where his gaze hardens.

He scowls at you— mostly in an attempt to distract himself from the fact that he's suddenly become extremely flustered— and snatches the hoodie from your hands.

"Put a shirt on," he snaps, averting his eyes. "You're distracting."

Distracting me, he neglects to add, but you both know that's what he's thinking.

"I am wearing a shirt," you sigh, leaning back into your seat. The top leaves most of your midriff exposed. "And I was also wearing your hoodie, but it is what it is, I s'pose."

In the grand scheme of things, the amount of skin that the top exposes is a minuscule amount.

But as your best friend and as a guy with eyes, Seungmin knows it's the most dangerous part of your outfit. He tries to look anywhere but the slice of exposed skin, but it's a damn near impossible task.

"Wear something that covers that damn midriff," he grumbles.

You pinch the bridge of your nose and say slowly, as if explaining to a child, "I don't have any other clothes, Kim."

"You couldn't have been bothered to find something less..." He waves one hand in the general direction of your midriff. "Exposed?"

He's aware of how hypocritical he sounds. You, out of everyone in the entire world, have seen him in the bare minimum of clothing. But, in his head, it's different when you walk around in a revealing top. It's not decent, he argues in his head. It's not proper.

More importantly, it's driving him insane.

For some odd reason, he wants no one else looking at you.

"Jesus Christ," you huff.

Seungmin is impossible, pedantic, and stubborn. There are days when you can’t believe you’ve managed not to strangle each other over the last three years.

You shove out your hand, your gaze as cold as steel. "Just loan me the damn hoodie again."

"You—" His jaw clenches. "Fine. Take it. But this is the last time, ever."

He thrusts the hoodie back towards you, and his fingers curl into fists, so as to prevent himself from reaching for you instead.

"It has been the last time ever for three years now," you grumble as you easily slide back into the hoodie. Once it's back in place, you chirp, "Happy?"

Seungmin scoffs, but he doesn't answer.

He looks absolutely livid, but he's more angry at how much he likes you in his hoodie. The image of you in it will be stuck in his mind for days to come, he's sure.

He gives a frustrated huff as he runs a hand through his damp hair, trying— and failing— to quell the swarm of thoughts in his mind. "Yeah," he says gruffly. "Happy."

A beat. And then, you sigh, "Go terrorize your team. I'm taking you out for dinner after."

"What?" he says, incredulous. He knows you well enough to know you're not joking, but he thinks he must be hallucinating. "You— You are?"

It seems impossible that you'd want to spend more time with him, after he's been so moody.

A corner of your lip twitches upward, mimicking the not-quite-a-smirk on Seungmin's face. You retaliate with, "Because I can't just get you coffee every time I want you to forgive me."

That statement alone has Seungmin's smirk spreading into a slow, lazy grin. He folds his arms and tips his head to the side, leaning one hip against the railing.

"So you're bribing me," he says, one eyebrow arched upward. "With food."

"Would you rather I cause a scene?" you prompt. "I can get on my knees. Say the word."

The image of you on your knees before him sends a dangerous shiver down his spine, and Seungmin tightens his arms across his chest. He knows damn well that you'd do it in a heartbeat.

"You wouldn't," he says, his voice a low rasp. He's not sure who he's trying to convince at this point.

You lean forward until your arms dangle over the railing. You press your cheek against your forearm, looking almost like a stretching cat, as you stare straight up at Seungmin. "Try me."

His gaze drifts to the smooth expanse of your bare arms, and in his mind, he's all too aware of just how easy it would be to simply lean over and—

His train of thoughts comes to a screeching halt, and he forcibly drags his gaze back up onto your face. No, he chides himself. Not a wise idea.

The look in your eyes tells him that you know exactly what you're doing to him. He swallows and croaks, "You play dirty."

You break into a proper grin. "And you're not playing at all, captain."

You give a vague gesture to his team, who are all mostly milling about and slacking off in his absence. "Go whip them into shape so we can have dinner sooner."

Seungmin wants to make a snide comment about you giving him orders, but the thought of dinner is enough to have him scowling once more.

He spares a brief glance back at his team, before his gaze snaps back to you. "Fine," he says, narrowing his eyes. "Don't go anywhere."

He pushes away from the railing and heads off reluctantly towards his teammates, making it all too clear that he'd much rather stay and continue bickering with you.

When practice finally, finally ends, Chan bounds up to you, having narrowly escaped the captain's wrath.

"I could kiss you," he announces a little too loudly. "Goddamn miracle worker."

You let out a small 'tch' of disapproval. "You're going to get yourself killed," you sigh, because, of course, Seungmin overheard and is also on his way back.

Seungmin glares at Chan as he approaches, his annoyance returning in full force, but he makes sure to keep a healthy distance away from the other boy.

Chan grins unabashedly at Seungmin. "C'mon, Min, even you have to admit that—"

The look on Seungmin's face makes Chan pause, his smile faltering as he takes a cautious step backwards. Seungmin looks like he'd rather throw Chan off the bleachers than listen to anything he had to say right now.

"Why don't you head home, Chan?" Seungmin says tersely.

Chan's eyes widen, and he raises his hands up in surrender, immediately taking this as his cue to exit.

The second he's out of sight, Seungmin looks back towards you. He's still visibly irritated, and the way he clenches his hands by his sides tells you exactly how happy he is at the moment.

You give Chan a lazy wave as he scurries away. You can feel Seungmin's gaze on the side of your face, but you're careful not to look at him just yet.

Instead, you keep your gaze trained on the baseball pitch, where half the team is trying not to pay attention to you.

"Not that you're interested in Bang," you drawl. "But you make it impossible for any other guy to approach me. You know that, right?"

A muscle in Seungmin's jaw ticks at the mention of another boy potentially having an interest in you.

The sight of you in his hoodie has riled up those feelings— the possessive, protective ones that tell him to keep you close, to not even let anyone look at you the wrong way.

"I think of it more as a public service," he says through gritted teeth. "You shouldn't be dating anyone, anyway."

Seungmin registers the brief flicker of hurt on your face, and he almost flinches.

He doesn't know why he said that, only that the mere thought of you dating someone fills him with irrational anger, which makes no damn sense because you weren't his to begin with.

"Go take your damn shower already," you grumble, already properly acquainted with Seungmin's post-practice routines. "And while you're there, think of what you want for dinner."

At your grumpy tone, he feels a pang of guilt, but he's quick to shove that feeling aside. He runs a hand through his hair, ruffling it even further. "Fine. See you in ten."

Seungmin heads off to the locker rooms with his bag slung over his shoulder.

By the time he's finished with his shower, he's managed to shove all the guilt and anger and frustration deep down in the confines of his mind.

He doesn't want to sour the mood right before a date— wait, no, it wasn't a date, it was just dinner, right?

He runs a frustrated hand through his still-damp hair as he enters the lobby, his eyes automatically seeking you.

He finds you in your usual spot, leaning against a wall and scrolling through your phone, and the sight in front of him almost has his breath catching in his chest.

For a split second, he almost wonders if it's a vision of his future— of you waiting for him after every game, of you in his hoodie as he walks towards you— but he shakes the thought from his head.

He's not sure he's allowed to have that future.

스트레이키즈

skz hyung line 𖹭 gn!reader

proposing.

content: romance, fluff, swearing, simping, reader says yes, kissing, long term relationships, living together, commitments, not proofread, lowercase intended.

zuzu's notes: i just wrote this and gave y/n the personalities i think would be most suitable for each member :3 reader doesn't wear the pants in the relationship. in hyunjin's part, i couldn't think of lyrics that would sound good so just imagine it lol

CHANNIE (크리스)

we all know chris is a romantic man. actually, he is the most romantic man. he probably started planning your future the moment you two were officially dating, but for chris, planning the proposal was so much more difficult. he had no idea how he would go on about it and just kept delaying it for months — today, he would see you doing the simplest thing in the world and he would fall in love just a little bit more than yesterday. he wants to marry you so bad!

after a long and tiring day, he gets home light and barely washes himself up in the bathroom before he collapses on your shared bed next to your sleeping form, and hours later, he wakes up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. his left arm searches the bed for your body, you're not there. he's not too panicked about your absence but he's always had trouble sleeping alone and would often get night terrors.

he shuffles to get out of bed only to see the bathroom light seeping from under the door in the corner of the room. he opts to sit on the edge of the bed and cover his face in his hands while he waits for you to come out, when you do, it's not what he expected for the night —

when you notice that he's up, you whisper. "...chris?" his head snaps up to look at you, thrn at the velvet box in your right hand, and all of a sudden he wakes up, eyes widening.

"wh-where'd you get that?" he asks softly. you shrug and walk toward him.

"it was in your jacket... you left it in the bathroom, and when i grabbed it the box fell out, and i— i really didn't mean to," you explained and placed the box on the night stand, gently sitting next to him.

"oh..." he sighs and puts his face back into his hands. fuck. "ahhhhh... everything's ruined..." he mumbles. you grab his hands from his face and give them a reassuring squeeze.

"hey... don't— don't be like that, it's alright. i knew we were gonna get married eventually,"

"aagh, but i had the whole thing planned! actually, that's a lie. but, i didn't plan for this to happen... i wanted it to be romantic, cliche, like one of those candle lit homemade dinners or on a beach at sunset or our first date, a surprise—"

"chan— stop, i— i don't need any of those." you shake his hands and look into his eyes, smile never faltering. "although it would be nice," you mumbled a small joke but it didn't ease chan's disappointment. "i don't care for them. i just... i wanna marry you. i love you, okay? i want to marry you."

"but... but the candles..." he whined and you kissed his beautiful, soft lips.

"we can do the candles. we will have a candle lit dinner on a beach at sunset and you will propose to me." you attempted to reassure him.

"that sounds like an awful idea." he laughs and you smile at the sound. "the dinner, not the proposal." he clarified. "but... wouldn't it be weird? me proposing to you and you already know it's coming?"

"not really. it'll be like our wedding... you will see me walking down the isle, we say our vows and i do, and then you may kiss the bride! wow! we're married. relax, it's no different."

"naaah, i got a feeling it's gonna be weird. me reciting a speech and you already know I'm gonna ask you to marry me..? yeah, it's definitely gonna be weird..."

"channn, stop overthinking it! just, make it a surprise. take me on multiple romantic dates to lower my expectations then BAM, propose, it'll totally be a surprise." you try to make some silly plan to try and reassure him once more.

"oh? that actually doesn't sound bad." he nods to himself as he comes up with some mischievous ideas. "yeah, and i could totally have my fun with this. on the first day, i could go on one knee and- and then tie my shoelaces... on the second, i could start reciting a speech from spider man and then—"

"yeahhhh, stop or i'll say no."

LINO (리노)

you and lee know have been together for about a year and a half but sue me, i think that when lee know is in love, he is in LOVE love and being your boyfriend isn't enough for him — he just wants to be able to fully call you his and raise many kittens together.

he doesn't have an extra-extra-extravagant plan or a clever ruse with all his friends in on it to get you to think that he doesn't want a marriage then dump the proposal on you when least expected. instead, he saves up some money, picks out a gorgeous diamond ring with han one day (in which he made han try out all the rings and have han pretend-proposed to him to see if it "feels" like the right ring), he keeps it safe on his person for a few weeks until he looks at you one night and decides that he'll propose.

"y/n," lee know says blankly as he watches you crouching in the corner of the room feeding dori some small cat food kibbles, and you hum out a response before turning to look at him. "do you wanna... go for a walk? " you seem a little taken aback by the suggestion, but you're not opposed to it.

"right now?" you ask for certainty and he nods. "okay, let me go get my coat."

as you make your way down the isolated, cool park path, the dim glow of street lamps aren't all that keep you company as a few stray cats occasionally dart past you. you count them out of boredom — 5, 6, 7. the empty surroundings create a calming yet slightly eerie atmosphere, you turn to lee know, rubbing your hands together for warmth. "why did you suddenly wanna get out?" you ask.

you observe him tenderly as he casts his gaze around the deserted area and the sky painted with stars above — the distant sounds of city traffic and sirens in the background add to the quiet intimacy of the moment, before he turns to look at you and your eyes meet. "y/n." the second time he said your name tonight felt more full of love than ever.

"hm?"

"there are so many cats out here."

"haha, yeah, i counted them. there were 7— oh, oh! there goes another one!" you point to a cat that begins walking toward you and you squat down and scratch his chin while he purrs. "lee know, there are 8 stray cats in the park, haha, maybe they should make a boy band..." you smile and turn to look up at him, but he's down on the floor with you — on one knee.

"y/n—"

"lee know." you interrupt him, losing your balance and stumbling, fixing your position, you sit back up and stay in your position in front of him. "...continue."

"y/n." he pauses and laughs at his own redundance, but also to distract himself from the tears that threaten to fall out of his eyes. "you... you're different." he chuckles once more, but this time, at his own words. "i haven't met anyone like you— agh, i didn't prepare a speech, i'm sorry if this comes out weird." you laugh as you tear up with him and sniffle and shake your head, reassuring him that it's okay, and to keep going.

the stray cat pushes his head into your thigh but you ignore him as you keep staring into lee know's eyes. "you're the only person i love and i will choose to love until the end of time... in weddings, they say "'til death do us part" but that won't be enough to stop me. i'll love you in the afterlife and in all of our next lives. even when i'm incapable of love, i will be sure to find you and love you all over again. just..." he pauses and looks away to stifle his tears, aggressively blinking and opening his eyes wide, he looks back at you like a maniac — sniffling and forcing a smile, eventually chuckling and going back to his normal expression.

"hey, you." he says aggressively as you smile through your tears, watching him take the small, wooden carved and painted strawberry box from the pocket of his coat.

you look at him "what?" you ask, laughing.

"wanna marry me?" he asks, opening the box in front of you and revealing the perfect ring.

you frantically nod and finally wipe your tears before you stand up. "yes! now get up here, you." you immediately pull him into a hug before he can fully stand and he kisses you on your cheek, then your lips.

BINNIE (비니)

changbin is also a romantic man. like i said, SUE ME. when he loves, he spreads it like there is no tomorrow, and if you are his special someone, he will LOVE YOU LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW! it's like you're in your honeymoon phase all the time and you're never tired of him. every day a new experience, a new love that you both know will last for ever and ever. fights never last, you always compromise, jokes are well taken, and you two are practically built for each other.

changbin has no idea how he would go about proposing to you — you have been dropping hints recently and he has no idea how to react to them because he knows that you know that he knows. he hasn't even bought a ring yet! he's in misery in his desk, handngoing through his hair as he browses through the internet with the other, searching up what to do in this kind of situation but they all felt wrong to him. he knows he has to be authentic and do what changbin would do. he turns off his phone and stands up with a tut.

it's perfect! you had a small party planned for your second anniversary and all the members of stray kids will be there and a few close friends — he will do it there since he knows how much you enjoy being the center of attention and all that. maybe you planned the party to give him an opportunity to propose??? aghh, but not before picking out the perfect ring which took hours of research, please give the man a break! (nah, it's not your fault, you're perfect.) he always wanted to marry you but you were so eager that it stressed him out ㅠㅠ

at the event, he was so nervous he thought about calling it a day early — he would act unbothered but it wasn't a good look on him and everyone was suspicious. he realized that night that he didn't have to hide it from everyone else, just you. all the members know now and and they totally support him!!! ("finally, after all the hints they dropped i didn't think you had the balls.") a bead of sweat drops from changbin's temple as he watches bang chan giving opening remarks to the guests. he hasn't been this nervous even when he goes on stage to perform for stays. bang chan said that once he gives the opening remarks, changbin would go on stage after him and recite his speech.

step-by-step, he walked to the front of the crowd and took the microphone from chan, he looks around the room and your eyes meet — he watches as i.n and seungmin forcibly push you to the center of the crowd and he has half a mind to tell them off later. his eyes are locked on your form and ah... he realizes that there is nothing to be nervous about. he loves you and wants to marry you and you will obviously say yes. he clears his throat in the mic and licks his lips.

"good evening! so, i'm speaking here in front of you all because... ah, i'd like to take a moment to talk about the miracle happened two years ago today..." he looks into your eyes and you smile, he finally breaks contact with you and looks around the room. "the day when flirting and attraction became the lifelong commitment i didn't know i yearned for and needed... the day where everything from then on just skyrocketed, the day i became more supported than ever, the day i learned that there was so much more love and laughter to share — the thing that happened that day was my relationship with y/n. there hasn't been a day that goes by that i haven't thought about you," he finally looks at you, his smile uncontained.

"you're perfect, y/n, come forward." he says. you nervously look around the room before you walk toward him — he wants to be able to watch you walk down the isle just like that. once you're in front of him, he puts the microphone down on the nearest surface and fixes the lapels of his jacket. without any words, he takes both of your hands in his, lifting the left one and kissing the knuckles as he gets down on one knee and looks into your eyes.

you can't say you're surprised. (the crowd is, though.)

your smile is so wide as you watch him take out the cutest pink velvetty box from his jacket and open it, revealing the perfect ring! you shake your head. "OF COURSE I'LL MARRY YOU, YOU CRAZY BASTARD! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!" you pull him up and hit his chest. "do you have any idea how long i've been waiting for you to ask?" you begin tearing up. "the only reason i planned this party is so you could propose to me, if you weren't going to, i would do it instead!"

changbin laughs heartily and gently slips the ring onto your finger before pulling you close for a tender kiss, his arms wrapping around your waist in a warm embrace — the crowd erupts into loud cheers and applause as they share in the joyous moment.

JINNIE (지니)

it was late at night when hyunjin texted you to come visit him in the dance studio — he had been working on what he called a "personal project" these past few weeks, but he wouldn't tell you the details and tonight he said he wanted to show you, so of course, you visited him and made sure to bring some takeout from a 24 hour ramen restaurant near the building.

as you entered the room, he was laying down on the ground browsing through his apps, legs flailing in the air, and he turned to look at you. "ah! come in, hurry." he said, placing his phone down immediately getting up, running toward the speaker in the corner of the room.

"what's the rush?" you asked, placing the food down by the door.

"sit." he said as he turned the speaker on and the voice filled the room 'ze bluetoos zeveyes is connectidough successfulaye' hyunjin grabs his phone from the floor and you sit down. "so, the thing i was working on... it's a performance. and i, it's just a demo right now, changbin helped me produce it... and i choreographed the dance."

you couldn't help but mutter under your breath, "that sounds quite challenging..." hyunjin's passionate nature had always been one of the things you appreciated most about him throughout your long relationship, and it added even more depth and intensity to your connection. "are you gonna show me what you got down so far?" you ask and he nods.

"yes, i've been working really hard and i want to see your reaction."

"okay! but may i ask what this project is for..?" you attempt to push it.

he pauses for a moment, thinking about it. "you'll see." he gives you his phone. "i'll get in position, you click play."

you murmur a soft "okay" and casually take hold of his phone from his hands, watching as he assumes the right stance. pressing play, you unleash the music, filling the quiet room with its measured rhythm. the tempo is slow and soothing, with a gentle instrumental that exudes a sense of love. is this what love sounds like?

your gaze is fixed on his every movement, slow and precise, each one perfectly timed to the beat of the song and the lyrics came in, hyunjin's gentle vocals never failed to amaze you — of course it was a love song — the lyrics spoke to you just as his dancing did, your favorite part was when he dropped to his knees and spins toward you, his hand meeting your chin and gently pulling it up so you're looking into his eyes.

that split second in which your eyes met his you felt like he was trying to tell you something, but he didn't have to. as hyunjin said, the song was only a demo and you could feel it coming to an end, he stands up and walks around your sitting form. the song ends with the lyrics "y/n, will you marry me?" and you feel him tap your shoulder twice from behind you.

slowly, you turn around and there is a ring in his fingers as he kneels on one knee. you burst into tears and cover your face with both of your hands. "hyunjin-ah!" you yell and he just laughs, slightly melancholic as he contains the tears in his eyes. "how could you do this to me? i came here in sweats and without preparing at all, i could've done so much better. this is not how i want to remember our engagement." you sob, and he just chuckles more, forcing your hands off of your face and wiping your tears himself.

"y/n, don't leave a man hanging."

"with that proposal? who could say no? i have no choice but to marry you!" you envelop him in a warm embrace, your lips meeting in a tender kiss. as you both rise to your feet, the kiss continues, with him eventually pulling back slightly. a soft smile dances on his plump lips.

"y/n, i love you," he murmurs, his pouting lips expectantly awaiting your response. you smile lovingly and tilt your head, the affection between you palpable

"i love you more..."

omg i have this idea about professor!seungmin and fashion assistant!reader and a date inspired by that one modern family episode with haley and arvin oh my god guys😭😭😭 i should write this

Baby fever

-maknae line-

Genre: Fluff, fake text.

Warnings: just Han and Seungmin being suggestive. 🤏🏻💞

Plot: Basically, you tell the maknae line that you want to have a baby with them.

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Han jisung:

Felix:

Seungmin:

Jeongin:

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English isn’t my first language, so if you see any mistakes, let me know. 🙏🏻

I have to admit that I’m a big fan of skz as parents...🤭

If it does well and is requested, I’ll make a Hyung line version. 🫶🏻

★ ── LE SEXE, JE VEUX DIRE !

what happens when you give the hyung line an aphrodisiac 。 。 。?

꒰୨୧ ꒱ pairing。stray kids hyung line x fem!reader genre。 pure smut , pwp warnings。 aphrodisiacs , sex while intoxicated , breeding kink , primal play , vaginal fingering , oral (m. rec) , deepthroat , unprotected sex , creampies , masturbation (m. rec) , phone sex , diy porn , sex while filming

a/n ⸝⸝ requested skz version of my txt drabble! i’m lowkey not a big fan of this… but here it is anyway lol. [ 0. 7k words ] ⸝⸝ [ m. list ]

𝔅ANGCHAN

chris is completely sure the aphrodisiac candies you purchased wouldn't do a thing, just a silly marketing gimmick printed all over the foil packaging he turned over in his hands. but you had gotten them as a surprise, and the last thing he wants to do is hurt your feelings– so he casts aside his doubts and eats his share with a smile, ready to put on his best show of pretending to be affected. he wouldn't even be really acting, since you can get him going no matter what... yet to his complete shock reduced to a mess within minutes, panting and squirming above you, his hips canting up to press the swell of his clothed cock against the curve of your ass. his control slips when you grind back against him, pussy drunk and unable to think of anything other than fuck, claim, breed as he flips you over and mounts you like an animal. he’s definitely having you get more of these.

𝔐INHO

minho’s immediate response to you showing him the chocolates was to scold you for wasting money on worthless placebos. there was no way you believed that they would actually do anything, right? but he eats them with you anyway, because you’re very persuasive when you’re pouting. he’ll tell you they did nothing for him at all, as he’s knuckle deep in your pussy, your hot little mouth swallowing his cock to the hilt. he didn’t feel a thing, as he’s lining up his weeping tip to your entrance. he’s completely unaffected, watching with dark hazy eyes as his thick cum leaks out of your hole. those stupid chocolates had nothing to do with how he fucked you until the sun came up. and you let him believe it, because it gives you an excuse to try it again.

𝓒HANGBIN

changbin always finds some way to derail your plans… you had hidden some aphrodisiac chocolates your had bought in hopes of surprising him with them later, but you were never the best at hiding things— your boyfriend finds them within the first day. mistaking them for regular candy, he eats them without a thought; and hours later he calls you desperately from the studio, hiding in the bathroom with his pants around his knees as he fists his aching cock. the lewd wet sounds echo against the tile and harmonize with his pretty low moans, all filtering directly into the phone’s speaker and making your pussy throb. “i need you so bad,” he whimpers, his hand speeding up, “need your pussy so bad…” detailing in a needy groan every nasty little thing he planned to do to you once he got home, the growl in his voice enough to make your legs shake. you hated to ruin the mood, but you just had to know; “binnie, did you eat those chocolates in the pantry?” “um… maybe?”

𝓗YUNJIN

the candies were his idea, actually— he figured they were a perfect addition to the films he liked to make. you couldn’t even call them sex tapes, with how careful and artistic hyunjin was in filming them… but he loved to film often, and was always coming up with new ways to keep things new and exciting. sharing candies between kisses on camera, hands wandering as you lay tangled together on the hotel bed. the both of you growing hotter and needier as time went on, gentle caresses turning into rough manhandling, tugging at each other’s clothes til you were both bare in eachother’s arms. hyunjin looks straight into the camera with a smirk as he flips you over onto your hands and knees, your face buried in the pillow to muffle your scream when he slides his thick long cock into your wet pussy with one firm thrust. he reaches over to pick the camera up off of it’s tripod, angles it down so it gets a clear view of your asscheeks bouncing against his abs from the force of his thrusts, his big hand pressing down on your arched back as his cock splits your creamy cunt open. neither of you last as long as usual, deeply affected by the aphrodisiac and desperate for release— he makes sure to get the best possible angle of him pulling out and cumming on your ass, pearly white ropes of cum decorating your flushed skin like a painting. you’re his favorite work of art, and he just can’t get enough of showing it off.

Our Overseers

Know what you are stepping into : Heaven = Fluff/Angst ; Hell = Smut

Their Heaven :

SKZ as First Encounters [Romance Tropes] "I Guess I Never Knew You." [Cheater!SKZ]

"...Who is this?" [WrongNumber!SKZ] "Are You Serious?" [RedFlag!SKZ] | "Good Luck, Babe." Marriage? Marriage. "As We Are" [ANGST] Being Their Stylist Bad Habits

Their Hell :

"Not A Want, But A Need." Perv!SKZ "Not a Need, But A Craving." Perv!SKZ "Where else was I supposed to sit?" Lap Sitting w/ SKZ Hand Placement w/ SKZ "First Time's The Charm?" [First BJ!SKZ] " First TIme's The Charm?" [First Time!SKZ] "Masked Pleasures" Mask Kink w/ SKZ "Maybe One More." Dilf!SKZ Slow Makeouts Matchmaking SKZ + Bulking "Spoiled Rotten" [Sugar Daddy!] "But what do I know?" [Virgin!]

Messy, messy boys. Sneaky, sneaky boys. Greedy, greedy boys.

SKZ + Head SKZ + Hands SKZ + Sharing

.Guess. [Charlie xcx ft. Billie Eilish]

SKZ Cock Analysis

Other Anomalies:

KINKTOBER 2024

"What Happens When..." Chan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin Jisung | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

Stray Temptations 7:15 - Chan | 8:30 - Chan 7:00 - Jisung

Dad!SKZ Masterlist

The fics are linked at the end~

So, in linoxpudding-verse, these will be the family dynamics:

Bang Chan 🐺

2 daughters, 1 son

Eldest Daughter: Bahng Juliana (7th Jan, 2029)

Middle Daughter: Bahng Aera (12th Oct, 2033)

Youngest Son: Bahng Noah (2nd June, 2037)

Lee Know 🐰

2 sons, 1 daughter

Eldest Son: Lee Mingi (23rd May, 2032)

Middle Daughter: Lee Minjung (8th Aug, 2035)

Youngest Son: Lee Minhyuk (26th Sept, 2037)

Seo Changbin 🐷🐇

1 daughter, 1 son

Eldest son: Seo Juwon (5th March, 2034)

Youngest daughter: Seo Seowon (6th Feb, 2037)

Hwang Hyunjin 🥟

1 son, 1 daughter

Eldest son: Hwang Rowoon (12th Dec, 2032)

Young daughter: Hwang Hyejin (2nd April, 2036)

Han Jisung 🐿

Twin daughters, 1 son

Twins: Han Jisoo, Han Minsoo (5th July, 2032)

Youngest son: Han Jihoon (19th Oct, 2034)

Lee Felix 🐥

2 daughters

Eldest daughter: Lee Yuna (20th Nov, 2035)

Youngest daughter: Lee Emma (7th May, 2037)

Kim Seungmin 🐶

1 son

Only son: Kim Taesan (5th March, 2036)

Yang Jeongin 🦊

2 sons

Eldest son: Yang Sungheon (12th April, 2036)

Youngest son: Yang Jaeheon (7th Nov, 2038)

Same Year Friends ~

2032 liners - Han Twins, Lee Mingi, Hwang Rowoon

2035 liners - Lee Minjung, Lee Yuna

2036 liners - Bahng Noah, Kim Taesan, Yang Sungheon

2037 liners - Lee Minhyuk, Seo Seowon, Lee Emma

Dad!SKZ — Fake Texts & Fic

📱- fake texts, 📝 - written fics

genre(s): angst 💔, hurt/comfort ❤️‍🩹, fluff 💘, humor 🩵

OT8

📱Baby Daddy Era - Hyung Maknae 💘

📱"I Want A Baby" - Hyung Maknae 💘

Bang Chan

📝 Our Little Miracle 💘

📝 Love That Remained 💔❤️‍🩹💘

Lee Know

📝 Like Father, Like Son 💘🩵

📝 Fading Love [4 Part Series] 💔❤️‍🩹💘

📝 Meeting Baby Mingi 💘🩵

Seo Changbin

📝 Morning Cuddles 💘 (a/n: I know in previous fics I mentioned Changbin having a daughter first, but I’ve decided to switch things up—let’s just pretend his son was chilling in the other room back then!)

Hwang Hyunjin

coming soon...

Han Jisung

📝 Second Chances 💔❤️‍🩹

📝 Double Trouble 💘🩵

Lee Felix

coming soon...

Kim Seungmin

coming soon...

Yang Jeongin

coming soon...

skz + cucking

You read the title. Synopsis: Based off of a request asking who SKZ would most want to be cucked by and why.

Genre: Smut Pairing: OT8 x Afab!Reader Warnings: 18+ (MDNI) Notes: None ~

Chan: Minho. Honestly, I think he would be totally fine being cucked by any of the boys; But if it were up to him, and the one that would rile him up the most, is Minho. He's just a little bit younger, and he's the 'uptight, stoic, older brother but somehow mom' of the group - And Chan just thinks Minho deserves a little break and to be able to relax for a while instead of looking out for the Youngers of the group. So, naturally, Chan tells you to ride Minho until he's pink in the ears and near to tears.

Minho: Jeongin. Guy gets off on seeing you with the youngest. He partially likes watching you two get it on because he likes seeing the way Jeongin fumbles with you and is a little surprised that you're so bratty and pushing his patience to see what riles him up and gets him rough. Jeongin expected you to be more submissive, given he figured Minho was the more dominant person in the relationship. Little did he know; This was just what happened when you had two tops who bit at each other and pushed the limits. Jeongin just had to figure out how to handle you.

Changbin: Seungmin. He loves seeing you with Seungmin; Either using his favorite younger to get yourself off, or letting the vocalist take out some of his frustrations on you. Seungmin didn't have a partner of his own so he always came to Changbin if he was needing to blow off some steam, asking if he could borrow you for the night - And Changbin always agreed on the condition that he could be in the room. Seungmin never minded, he actually kind of liked having his favorite Hyung watching. Even if it felt a little dirty using his sweetheart like this...

Hyunjin: Chan. Chan, all the way - but not for the reasons you may be thinking. Hyunjin wants you with Chan and Chan only because he trusts the eldest with everything he has. He trusts Chan to take care of you the way you deserve, to be as romantic as him and to be careful with you when something happens that might be a little more rough. He wants you in good hands and he trusts Chan to be delicate with you. (I'm sure you were hoping I'd say you get devoured and fucked hard the by Red Lights duo and you do, but only when they both need to let off some steam. Otherwise it's usually more romantic and soft.)

Jisung: Hyunjin. Jisung is antsy when it comes to sex; He's touchy, fumbling, rushing ahead of himself and always trying to get the most he can out of the time he has with you - so Hyunjin being with you is perfect because he is the complete opposite. Hyunjin's a romantic and is setting the room up with candles and rose petals, taking you by the hand and kissing you so sweetly while Jisung sits helpless in the corner. Jisung loves watching it all, sitting out and just observing, but because he's so antsy you do have to tie his hands to the armrests of the chair so he can't get up and try to join.

Felix: Changbin. Felix is NOT going to pass up the chance to see you with his favorite Hyung. He isn't super huge on being sucked in general but if it's Changbin, he'll let anything slide. And seeing Changbin being able to manhandle you so easily (not that Felix can't, he just can't toss you and lift you all that easily because of his back) makes Felix determined to work out more often. His favorite part to see is when Changbin literally folds you in half to fuck you easier. He's always learning new positions and techniques from his Hyung. <3

Seungmin: Jisung. Seungmin doesn't trust many of the guys with you because some of them can be so rough in the bedroom and he knows that because he swears he's heard all of them fucking at least once through the years of living together and swapping roommates. He likes listening sometimes, but watching one of his group members with you is so much more exhilarating. And of course he's picking Jisung to ask if he wants to join because he knows the answer will be yes and because he trusts Jisung to not rip you in half in bed. He also finds it a bit amusing how quickly Jisung moves with you, grabbing at your body to try and feel over every inch before his time with you is up.

Jeongin: Felix. His favorite Hyung is always welcome to join the two of you in the bedroom, but Jeongin knows well that he himself isn't interested in a threesome. Not with another guy, at least. So when Felix asks to join in some nights, Jeongin is always happy to say yes and invite him over to the apartment; And Jeongin is never upset about not being able to have sex with you because he's just as happy watching his favorite member taking care of you. Though he always ends up being a bit surprised by how feral Felix can get when it comes to you.

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── .✦ Baby fever

Masterlist

Pairing : Hwang Hyunjin x reader

Word : 1.9k

Genre : smut

Warning : breeding kink, p in v, oral (f.reveived), unprotected sex, crampie, Hyunjin is a little bit…obsessed ? Maybe I forgot something..

It was supposed to be a simple day. No schedule, no obligations. Just the two of them, snuggled together on the sofa, curtains drawn, the world left outside for a few hours. Hyunjin had his head resting on Yn's thighs, eyes half-closed as she gently stroked his hair, tracing lazy little circles on his skull.

He'd been waiting for this moment all week. He just wanted to rest, breathe a little, feel her fingers and hear her voice without having to think about what was waiting for him next.

But of course, reality never completely pauses. Yn's phone vibrated. Once. Twice. She sighed, Hyunjin grunted softly without moving her head, as if to say "forget it, it's not important."

But she looked at the screen. It was her sister. And she picked up.

A few sentences exchanged, little "yes", "ok", "I can come"... Then she hung up.

"My sister can't have her son babysat today," she said softly, sliding a hand over Hyunjin's cheek. "She asked me if I could take him for a while."

He didn't answer right away. Just a slight sigh, a glance at her, then a tired smile.

"Come on, let's go together."

A few hours later, the three of them were sitting in Yn's sister's living room. The boy had turned everything upside down - toys strewn about, cushions on the floor, half-done drawings on the coffee table - but Hyunjin hadn't said a word. He simply watched, a little to one side, while Yn laughed, knelt to do puzzles or lifted him in the air like a superheroine.

There was this natural tenderness in her every gesture, this patience, this warmth that made the room softer just by her presence.

As the boy's excitement began to subside, Yn sat down on the sofa, a blanket on her lap. The boy climbed right up against her, burying his face in her neck, little body shaking with tired sighs.

"Are you tired, sweetheart?" she murmured, kissing his hair. He nodded, his arms around her neck.

Hyunjin approached slowly, sat down beside them, and the scene hit him hard. Yn, sitting there, her gaze tender, her arms protective, her face serene... with this little human stuck to her as if it were his world.

He felt something tighten in his chest.

It wasn't just cute. It was visceral. He could already see her with their child. Their home. Their life together.

She looked up at him then, catching his gaze.

"Do you want to lie down for a bit too?" she asked softly.

He nodded, slid to the other side of her, and as he lay down, he couldn't help whispering:

"You're too beautiful like this... I think I'm going to fall even more in love with you if you keep this up."

She blushed slightly, smirking.

"Because of what?"

He put his hand on the little boy's head, then his on Yn's belly, almost as a reflex.

"Because of this. Because of you."

She had no time to reply. Hyunjin had already moved closer, resting his head close to her hip, as if he just wanted to be glued to her, even in the silence. He closed his eyes, a deep sigh leaving his lips.

She remained there, caressing the two heads resting against her - her nephew's, already asleep, and Hyunjin's, slowly slipping into that calm, soothed half-sleep. And even though she said nothing, her heart beat a little faster. Because she'd understood. And because she was thinking about it too.

By evening, they were finally home. The day had washed them away. Not a word too many, just looks, simple gestures. Hyunjin had spent most of the journey staring at the road, lost in thought. Not worried. Just... inhabited.

The room was bathed in subdued light. Yn was already settled on the bed, lying on her stomach with her phone in her hands. She scrolled softly, looking peaceful, a small comforter tucked against her chest like an unconscious reflex. Her hair cascaded over the pillow, and from time to time, she tapped the screen without paying too much attention.

Hyunjin came out of the bathroom in silence, a loose T-shirt on his back, his hair still a little damp. He stared at her for a moment, leaning against the doorframe. Then he gently broke the silence:

"Are you working tomorrow?"

She turned her head towards him, her face half-hidden by the comforter.

"Mh, yeah. Why?" she asked, her voice a little drawl, curious.

He didn't answer right away. He approached her slowly, climbed onto the bed and slid down to her. Then, without warning, he kissed her softly at the corner of her lips, his hand sliding down her back.

"Because in this case..." he murmured against her skin, "...I'll have to be quick."

She arched an eyebrow, a quiet laugh slipping between her lips.

"Have to make it quick for what?"

He leaned a little closer, his lips brushing her ear.

His voice dropped a tone, low, almost whispered:

"Put a baby in your belly."

She felt her breath catch for a second, her phone slipping gently from her hand.

She turned slowly onto her back, her eyes planted in his, torn between surprise, envy, and that intense warmth he knew how to ignite in her without even forcing.

"Hyunjin..."

But he was already kissing her again, this time more firmly, as if he'd been waiting all day for this. His hand sought hers, intertwining their fingers above her head.

And in the reassuring silence of the night, there was no tomorrow, no job, no doubt - just the two of them, and that burning idea he'd just planted in the air.

His lips lingered against hers, warm, slow, a kiss that said more than his words. Yn felt her heart beat faster, her fingers still knotted to his above her head, trapped between the gentleness of his gestures and the intensity of what he'd just said.

Hyunjin straightened up a little to look at her. His gaze shone, a mixture of desire, pure love and something deeper, almost visceral.

"You should get some sleep," he breathed, tracing her jaw line with his fingertips.

"You're literally telling me you want to put a baby in my belly and then you tell me to sleep?" she murmured with a nervous smile.

He laughed softly, his forehead coming to rest against hers.

"I'm telling you to sleep because otherwise I'm really not going to be able to hold myself back."

But he didn't move. He stayed there, against her, his body pressed to hers, his breathing mingling with hers. He kissed her cheek, slowly, then her neck, then her collarbone. Each kiss seemed to ask the question he was no longer saying aloud.

His hands slipped under the fabric of her T-shirt. He caressed her with all-consuming tenderness, as if learning every inch of her skin for the hundredth time.

"I've never wanted anything so badly," he breathed softly, almost like a secret.

Yn looked up at him, her free hand coming to rest against his cheek.

"Do you want it now?"

He closed his eyes for a moment, his jaw contracting slightly. He leaned in again, placed a kiss just at the hollow of her belly, where his hand then lingered, flat against her.

"I want you now. And if a baby comes with it... I'll be overjoyed."

He doesn't even give her time to respond as he continues to kiss her. The corners of her lips, her cheeks, her jaw, her neck, her breasts, her belly, then he reaches her panties.

He looks up at her, her face warm and her gaze burning with desire for him.

Then he breaks eye contact and slowly removes her panties, getting a direct view of her femininity.

"You're so wet, Love..." He lets out in a whisper. But Yn doesn't have time to reply, as Hyunjin's tongue is already running through her.

A moan leaves the barrier of her lip. "I will make you so fucking good tonight, babygirl" He says, putting a finger inside her and running his tongue all over her.

"Fuck...Hyune..." He doesn't respond-doesn't even slow down. He just moans into you, burying his face deeper, tongue flicking, lips sealing around your clit as he sucks with an obscene, wet sound.

"I will make you a mommy tonight. A good mommy, and when I will come home, I will see you with my child." Hyunjin's words send a shiver down Yn's spine, and she lets out a long moan as she runs her hand through Hyunjin's hair, which moans slightly at the contact. "Baby..I'm..oh my fuck..."

Hyunjin smiles against her, Yn's belly contracting and relaxing at the touch of Hyunjin's fingers and tongue. She murmurs totally incomprehensible words as she runs her hands through Hyunjin's hair. "You gonna cum babe ? Hm ? Yeah, come on my tongue, please, please."

And that's all it took for Yn to burst a ball of pleasure in her belly with a silent scream. She instinctively closed her thighs, trapping Hyunjin between them.

He already make you cum three time. And he seems to didn't done yet. He want is baby, he want your baby.

And each thrust goes deeper and deeper, pushing his sperm further and further in, he wants his baby in your belly tonight at all costs.

"Fuck" he lets out a long moan, blatantly slamming your ass against him. "You took me so well baby" you don't answer, your moans muffled by the pillow, you're almost crying from overstimulation.

Hyunjin is so proud of provoking this in you, he couldn't be less proud than to see this work on you.

At this very moment, the fact that you're both working the next day doesn't matter, all you want to do is turn off the climax.

"Fuck..gonna cum, again Jinnie!" he smiles, bringing his hands to your waist, and speeding up his movements. "Yeah? Again ? Cum all over my cock babe. My sweet cock only there for make you feel good. Only for you love of my life "

And it doesn't take much for Yn's walls to clench around is cock, a guttural moan leaving Hyunjin's lip barrier as he taps that spot of Yn again and again. And just a few seconds later, Yn's body trembles, and a long moan leaves the barrier of his lips as his groan carries him away.

Barely a moment later, Hyunjin is still cumming inside her, but doesn't stop, pushing his semen a little further out before coming to rest still inside her.

Gasps fill the room, Hyunjin slowly withdraws, eliciting a groan from Yn.

He sweeps his fingers over her folds, before pushing them inside her, and using and playing with his fingers inside her, pushing his semen even further out.

When he pulls his fingers out, they're all white with his essence.

"Wanna taste baby?" Yn sits up slowly, trembling slightly, then opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue. She doesn't feel Hyunjin's semen slowly trickling down her thigh, but she doesn't care, just moves closer to her man.

He runs his fingers over Yn's warm tongue and sucks them, aiming to catch all the white liquid. After a moment, he simply rests his head on her shoulders, breathing hard.

"Go in the bathroom. We working tomorrow..." he carries his beloved to the bathroom.

A few weeks had passed. Quickly, but not without leaving traces.

Yn had had this strange sensation in her body for a few days - as if something had changed without her really knowing what. Discrete nausea, persistent fatigue, and this constant feeling of being... inhabited.

She didn't say anything right away. She wanted to be sure. And that morning, as she watched the two little bars appear on the test, her heart stopped dead in her tracks.

Positive.

Not once. Not twice. Three times. She'd done three. All positive.

She'd struggled to breathe at first, staring at the results. Don't panic. No panic. But then, the only image that came to mind was him. Hyunjin. His smile. His hands on her belly that night. His words. "Put a baby in your belly."

So she'd called him. Without a second thought. Even though she knew he was in the middle of practice with the others, rehearsing, focused, in his own world.

He picked up on the third ring, out of breath, voice panting:

"Baby? Are you okay?"

She took a shaky breath. He heard immediately that her voice was different.

"Hyunjin... I didn't want to bother you but... I had to tell you."

A short silence.

"Tell me. What is it?"

She bit her lip, her heart on the edge of her lips. Then she dropped, like a soft bomb:

"The tests are positive."

A long silence.

For a moment she thought he wasn't breathing.

"Hyunjin?"

But when he finally spoke, his voice was barely a whisper. Broken. Loaded.

"You mean... we're having a baby?"

"Yes."

A sound of hurried footsteps through the phone. Voices he ignored around him. Then:

"I don't care. I'm leaving. I'm coming. I can't stay here."

She heard the sound of a bag being grabbed, of a door slamming. He kept talking at the same time, without hanging up, as if he wanted to stay glued to her until he was physically there.

"You swear you're okay? Are you all right? Are you shaking? Do you want me to buy something? Wait- I'll take some flowers. No, I'm not going to waste time. I'm coming."

Yn, at her wits' end, burst out laughing softly through the tears.

"Hyunjin... breathe."

"Can't. You're pregnant. You're... you're pregnant with my child. Damn. Yn."

And at that moment, she heard him laugh too. A laugh of disbelief, pure joy, like a kid in front of his Christmas present.

"Coming. I love you. And I'm coming."

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