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will their be a poor seungmin pt 2?

Yes there will be! I am working on it right now, and it's almost finished. Thank you anon, your the first to ask anything! 🤎

Hope you like it

Lollipop

A/n: I really want to kiss him and feel his tongue wrap around mine

Warning: suggestive, make out session, kissing, sharing a sucker, language

You watched your best friend open his sucker, his phone in his hand.

You heard faint music coming from the speaker, the volume low as to not disturb you.

You were trying to study for an upcoming test, and opted to do it at his dorm. He agreed, letting you read at his desk, his own lanky body sprawled across his queen bed.

He scrolled, the audio changing with each swipe. It wasn't distracting you, considering you weren't even studying in the first place, but he didn't know that.

You watched him, admiring his sharp side profile, his hair covering his forehead, the blonde highlights framing his eyes as they gazed at the screen, oblivious if your staring.

You sighed, a little too loud making him look at you. He smiled, showing you his beautiful braces.

"What's wrong?" He asked, taking the lolipop from his mouth. It was green.

"Nothing," He watched your eyes drift towards his sucker, making his eyebrows raise in question.

"Want one?" He asked, swinging the stick around gently, letting you know what he meant.

"Sure," you reply, walking towards his bed.

You stopped in front of where he sat on the edge, your thoughts suddenly becoming louder.

He's on the edge! If he spreads his legs just a bit farther, I could move in between them!

He reaches to the candy jar behind his lamp, asking what flavor. Thats when you get a brilliant idea.

"I want yours," you said, innocently smiling. He nods, grabbing a green sucker.

When he holds it out to you, you hesitate, making him cock his head to the side.

"No. I want yours," you repeat, looking at his sucker as if it were gold. He took a bit longer before his eyes widened in understanding, not moving.

You grin, bringing your head down to meet his sucker, your tongue poking out to give it a swift kitten lick.

You could hear his breath hitch, his hand twitching from holding it in the air for longer than normal. He made no effort to move away, enthralled by what you were doing.

Your tongue swirled around the sweet orb, your face purposefully making lewd faces, your mouth spilling gentle moans. You finally brought your hand up to take the stick from his fingers, shoving it fully into your mouth, dousing it with your saliva.

When you pulled it out, a string connected the candy to you, the sight alone not only arousing him, but also you, the heat pooling in your stomach obvious.

You saw Seungmin swallow hard, his Adams apple bobbing. You chuckled.

You brought your knee in between his, spreading them suddenly making him gasp. He leaned back, his arms bracing him against the bed as he watched you straddle his hips.

His breathing was heavy, his eyes lidded, but he never moved to stop you. Maybe he had feelings for you too.

You brought the sucker out of your mouth once again with a loud pop, bring it to rest against his lips, beckoning him to open.

His complied, letting you slip it between his parted lips. When he closed them, he gently sucked, moaning at the taste of you and the sucker, his eyes rolling back.

His sucking became rough, the noises noticable in the hot but quiet room.

"Go ahead, Seungie. Bite." You whispered, rolling your hips down against his thigh.

He bit down harder than he intended, but relished in the sight of you smiling at his obedience.

When you pulled the stick out, candy no longer coated it. You tossed it behind you without a care, and before Seungmin could complain, you dived in to kiss him.

He kissed back with equal force, both of you tilting your heads for better access.

You nipped at his bottom lip, seeking entrance, to which he granted. He felt your tongue brush against his, collecting some of the crushed candy before bringing back into your own, moaning at all of the flavors. He pushed more into your hot mouth, loving the feeling.

The kiss finally broke when you both needed air, looking at each other.

"That was a really good sucker, Seungmin." You said, smiling. He grinned back, nodding.

"Yeah, but I think I liked you better," His words made your heart flutter, finally glad to have him like this.

"Are you confessing to me?" You teased, poking his chest.

"Want another sucker?"

You both grinned.

Savior with Fins

Notes: credit for the beautiful dividers by @cafekitsune <3

I know this isn't my best but I just really loved the idea

Warnings: language, mentions of drowning, passing out, sharks, angst

You often went fishing on your own. It was one of your favorite pass times, seeing as you grew up on an island.

It was a small but loving community, and you found solace in it's silence.

You never killed something on purpose, always throwing your catches back into the water.

There was a group of guys swarming around the rent a boat business you came to once a week, and you found yourself scoffing when you were placed on a larger rent a boat with the group.

"Sorry, y/n. Your boat is in the shop. A hole was found in the bottom. But this way, it's a lot cheaper for you,"

John said, awkwardly scratching at his nape.

You rolled your eyes, getting on the boat. The guys mostly kept their distance, too busy playing around with their rods, getting the hook stuck in one of their hoods.

They were immature, and extremely loud and lewd.

Ad the boat drifted into deeper territory, they all started shoving one another, making the vessel shake. Your balance faltered, and you nearly dropped your rod into the water.

"Hey! Do you mind? You scared off my catch, you pricks," you yelled at them, pacing towards the blonde haired boy.

"What are you gonna do about it, princess? If you didn't want to have fun, you should have gotten on a different boat,"

You scoffed.

"Fishing is me having fun, asshole. Your the ones preventing me from doing so," you turned, about to stride towards your side of the vessel when suddenly you felt your shoulders caged.

"If you wanna catch fish so bad, go fetch," you heard the voice say behind you.

Suddenly, the strong grip led you towards the edge, a strong shove sending you overboard.

You yelled as you felt the cold water nip at your skin, the tide engulfing you as you thrashed.

Your head bobbed above water, and you heard the sickening laughs of the teens above you.

The boat drifted off, leaving you stranded in the depths of the sea.

It was miles from the island, you wouldn't make it if you attempted swimming.

Still, despicable knowing that, your survival instincts made you swim, struggle with the push of the waves.

You pushed yourself for what felt like hours, your vision blurring as you inhaled salt water, the burn keeping you alert. Your limbs felt as if they were on fire despite the freezing water surrounding you.

You felt your eyes closing against your will, your body stilling as you floated, exhausted. Black was all you saw as you felt your brain turning to mush, a large crash of the sea slamming itself onto your body, pushing you below the surface.

You woke up, startled, coughing aggressively. You felt the water swishing in your lungs. You lunged forward, feeling it creep up your esophagus, spitting it out. The salt made it burn.

After you were done hacking up bits of the sea, your eyes adjusted to your unfamiliar surroundings.

It was almost like a nook, the ones you would see in the movies behind a waterfall. The rocks were moist and glistening, and a soft sound of water hitting water filled your ears. There was also a pit filled with water a few feet from you.

Your clothes were damp, and your back ached from laying on stone. You weren't sure for how long.

Wait. How did you end up here?

You looked around again, noticing no other life than you and a few bugs.

Splash!

You whipped your head back to the body of water, noticing a large fin smacking back down, the stray water hitting your exposed legs.

You got up to sit on your knees, glancing into the water.

What you saw frightened you.

Despite the large tail you just saw, when you peered at the figure, you saw a human-like form.

It was blurry from the waves, but you saw a pale skinned boy with light blonde hair, his figure shaking with the tide. His pale body seemed to end near his waist, the color darkening immediately to a dark gray.

But that wasn't what scared you.

It was his eyes. They glowed yellow underneath the water.

You jolted back when he appeared to be rising to the surface, your breath quickening.

You scuffed your knee against the jagged rocks that made up the ground you sat on. You winced, eyes drifting immediately to your fresh wound.

Your mind was still fuzzy from the pressure of the water and new found pain on your leg that you didn't notice the creature coming out of the water.

"Hey! Careful, you could really do some damage," you heard the voice say.

His voice was deep. And had a thick accent to it, compared to the people in town.

You were so surprised. Surely, his top half looked human, but you didn't expect him to be able to communicate.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked again.

When you finally looked at him, you saw he was plopped at the edge of the rock where it met the water.

There was no shallow parts there, just a straight dive into the deep.

"What?" You were still confused about the whole situation, suddenly wondering if you were dreaming.

"Are you alright? Do you know your name?" His gaze turned into concern, looking around for what? You didn't know.

"I'm fine, I think...I'm y/n," you stutter, suddenly feeling cold.

"Ah. A pretty name. I'm Felix. You look hungry," he observed, bringing his finger out to poke your knee.

You flinched, pulling back.

"Sorry...I've just never seen a person so up close," he muttered, pushing his body back into the water, his head still above the surface.

"You eat fish?" He asked.

"Yes, I do,"

Without another word, he left.

You were stuck in this dome like cave with very little lighting, since the sun was going down. You took it upon yourself to look around, and was surprised to find some dead plants.

You brought it all to one corner, grabbing some jagged rocks. You scraped them together aggressively, and eventually, you had a small fire.

You hoped it would last.

When he came back, there was a torn net holding at least twelve fish, and you chuckled as he hurled himself up the ledge, sighing dramatically.

"Wasn't sure how much people eat so I got extra!" He grinned.

You noticed his sharp, jagged teeth, but for some reason, it didn't bother you as much as it should have.

"What are you?"

It came out before you could stop yourself. It was weighing on your mind for a while, giving you time to ponder while he was gone.

His smile faltered before he hid it quickly.

"I'm a shark," he said simply with a grin, opening the net of fish.

He grabbed a stick next to him before spearing the aquatic animal onto it.

"Are you sure? Sharks don't really...talk?" You took the stick from him, holding it over your small fire.

"I don't know? Me and my friends are all like this. I mean- they aren't sharks, but we can all talk? My dad called us hybrids,"

"Hybrids? So your half human?"

"I think? I mean I kinda look like you, but then the other half doesn't-"

He proceeded to keep handing you fish to cook, and you continued to while speaking with him.

"So your friends? You said they aren't sharks?"

His eyes sparkled at the mentions of his friends, his posture straightening.

"Nope! We're all different. I mean, one is a dolphin, the other is a squid, another a sea horse. We all couldn't be more different."

You nodded.

"So they aren't scared of you? Your a predator hybrid," you say, curious.

His eyes widened.

"Oh god, no! I have never hurt them or anyone. Honestly we're fearful of Minho, but I'm a playful way. He's the dolphin,"

You smile.

"I hear dolphins are the most dangerous animal out there,"

You both laughed.

"You might be right,"

It became silent suddenly, but it was a comfortable silence. The fish we're all cooked, so now you both ate.

"Do you remember how you got here?" Felix asked after cleaning the mess up.

You stilled, forgetting completely that you don't belong here. But he made you so comfortable, it feels like you had known him for years.

"Uhh, I fell off a boat? I was fishing I think." Your brain once again turned into mush.

"Two boys pushed you off the boat, y/n. I was lucky I got to you in time. The currents were harsh."

His eyes filled with sadness, his arm reaching up to rest on your calf.

You looked back at him, gauging his words. You remember yelling at the boys, but not being pushed off.

"I forgot," was all you could say.

"Listen, maybe you need some rest. It was a stressful day, after all. I can take you back to the island in the morning?" He tilted his head, his sharp teeth flicking through his lips.

"Oh, yeah. Sure. What about you?"

"I don't sleep much. I can keep the fire going, and go to find something for you to use on the water. If I don't, you'd probably get hypothermia," he grinned, his fin flicking against the water.

You smiled.

"The fire won't hurt you, will it?"

"No. As long as I get back to the water afterwards," he shrugged, scooting over to tend to the fire. "See?"

"Thank you Felix," you laughed, suddenly feeling insanely tired.

The last thing you saw was a heartwarming smile from him before it went dark.

You woke up to the sound of splashing, and fought the sun to open your eyes.

"Y/n? You ready to go?"

Your eyes Open to a cute, wet Felix. Behind him was a floating piece of wood, one that would be able to carry your weight.

"Yeah,"

He led you onto the platform, gently caressing your waist.

"Comfortable?" He asked, his hands hooked onto the sides.

"Yes, Felix I'm okay," you pat his head, watching his face contort into many emotions.

Confusion, denial, acceptance, enjoyment, happinesses.

He liked it.

"Alright, I'll be under the water this entire time, pulling from a rope okay?"

He almost looked like he didn't want to leave you out of his sight. It was endearing.

Wat you didn't know, however, was that he watched you sleep for hours. Not in a creepy way, but he knew it was cold, and didn't want you getting sick or anything. He admired you and your form. He would kill to have legs, and everything else that you do. Life underwater was harsh, even for him. It didn't matter if he was a shark hybrid or not. His caring and empathetic nature wouldn't let him be the predator he should be.

After making sure you were settled, he led you back home.

It took around thirty five minutes before you saw the big piece of floating land, but when you did, you felt your speed slowing down.

"Felix?" You asked, since he didn't come out of the water yet.

The water here compared to the cave was a lot darker. Why? You didn't know. But you were worried the rope cut loose and he didn't know.

It wasn't until you heard water from behind you that you started to worry.

"Felix. What's wrong? Did the rope snap?" You asked, bring your hand up to his wet hair.

He almost looked as if he were going to cry.

"Are you gonna forget about me, y/n?" He choked.

Your heart nearly broke.

"Of course not, Felix. Why would you think that?" You continued petting his head, watching his eyes roll back.

"You'll never see me again,"

"Woah woah woah. Says who? I can still see you, can't I?" You stop him, cursing yourself.

You hadn't even thought that far ahead.

"How would you? We are two different worlds, y/n,"

His eyes were large and shiny with emotion, making you swoon.

"I fish once a week. When I'm on the boat, you come find me, yeah?"

His eyes lit up suddenly, his demeanor changing.

"Really? You'd let me see you?"

"Of course, Felix. You saved my life!" You both laughed.

His light chuckle filled the air, despite being in the middle of the ocean.

"Alright, let's get you home,"

Skz With A Goth Friend/Partner! Reactions!

A/n: As a goth person, I really like this trope, but it’s extremely rare. Hope I don’t disappoint!

Summary: How they treat you as a person during their time with you.

Warnings: Language. I think that’s it. Enjoy! <3

Bangchan:

He treated you no different than he did anyone else. Underneath all of the makeup and accessories, you were human, too. He barely noticed it, honestly. He just saw you. He had that charm, making you fall for him. He bought you snacks and coffee, always being sure to also get you small goth keychains or charms for your bracelets. He didn’t mind it as much as strangers did.

When you first met him, it was by accident. You were auditioning at JYP, only to be turned down because you refused to abandon your style. Leaving, you ran into him, waiting to be judged with his gaze. Instead, you found a worried, warm gaze looking down at you, offering you a hand.

“Hey? You alright?”

Ever since then, you have been attached to his side. He became your support, and he was happy to claim that title. (#gothprotectorchan)

The first time he saw you without the makeup, he didn’t know who you were. And you let him reintroduced himself, and you finally told him, making him blush.

“Why would you do that, y/n!” He was so embarrassed. You reassured him that it didn’t bother you before you hugged him, getting ready to watch a movie.

Lee know:

He found it extremely attractive. He was all for people being real, and the way you presented yourself was screaming, ‘I am me, fuckers’.

He loved that he has never seen your bare face, because he knows that that isn’t your strongest version of you. If you could, he knew that you would tattoo your makeup permanently. He always stood by you, knowing the looks that you get. Fans even dared to ask him if you were his girlfriend, their faces disapproving, which upset him.

“What’s it matter if she Is? She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” He’d say before gazing at you with heart eyes.

He’d always stick up for you, and loved that you let him.

He also loved how feline your features were, the makeup only highlighting them more. You even had the attitude of one, making him smirk whenever you’d start chewing out one of his members for no reason.

He also loved the dramatic outfits. It made him feel the need to match you, making sure to look his best for you as you do for yourself.

Changbin:

He thought the look looked perfect on you, but preferred seeing your face without the makeup. He thought that the natural glow of your skin was gorgeous, but you assured him that with the makeup was when you were your true self.

He was your best friend because he was so supportive. He always made sure to get you things that reminded him of you, and your collection grew perhaps a bit too large.

Nearly everything reminded him of you.

You even tried battling him with rap and lost. A lot. But you didn’t mind. It was fun.

Whenever you walked past him, you made sure to point out how your healed boots made you taller than him, making him respond by stepping on the toe of your shoes, both of you laughing as Hyunjin watched the interaction with a confused expression.

You both had matching rings, black (of course), that you wore on your pinkies. He had never taken his off, even during performances. You took your off before bed, but putting it on was the first thing you did when you woke up.

Hyunjin:

When he first saw you, it was when he first debuted, not fully grown, and slightly awkward. The first thing he thought was, ‘fashion icon’. He saw how comfortable you were in your own skin, how your gaze pushed past the judgmental eyes glaring at you. He needed to befriend you immediately. Now, him being the king at Versace, he became a model alongside you after some convincing, and did duo shoots together.

He was known for being clingy when it came to you, and you both did everything together. He learned a lot fashion wise from you, and loved that you were still the same goth girl he met (hotter, now). Now, any picture he takes has you in it, whether it’s in the background, in the front, or not in the picture at least and he just tagged you.

You were his everything, and he even wants to be you. You were iconic. Your attitude towards the world was so different from his, and he loved that.

He would paint anything you asked for, no matter how disturbing, his mind not questioning it once. He loved and adored you, and would do anything to make you happy.

He even bought you a black rose bouquet, thinking of you when he saw them. Naturally, you loved them.

Han:

He would put a lot of focus on it, and even make jokes about it.

“Going to go brood at the edge of a swamp or something?”

“Jo Jo Siwa? Is that you?”

“Presenting…Emona Lisa!”

It didn’t bother you, though. You found it cute. He put a lot of focus on who you were, making sure people never forgot. He even went as far as to write a song about you, and the color of your soul. It touched your heart.

He would play with the fringe at some of your outfits when you sat next to each other, and loved to talk to you about your jewelry. You would even share at some points. He wore your cherry earrings for a performance, wanting you to see that he could be goth too (hA!). He wanted to show you that you and him were meant to be besties.

During sleepovers, he would see your bare face and call you beautiful, but commented that he liked you with the makeup, making your heart melt. You would paint each other’s nails, him asking you to paint his black. You even do goth makeup on him during those nights, both falling for the look on him.

“I’d fuck myself,” he said, making you choke on air before laughing your lungs out.

“Oh yeah? You into the goth scene, Han?”

“Yeah… I’m also into you,”

Felix:

He watched as danced alongside Minho. He challenged you to dance some difficult dances while wearing your dramatic outfit that had lots of tufts and fluff, but it didn’t stop you from accepting. You were the main dancer o your own group, so it was just natural to you, much to everyone’s surprise.

Felix over when you visited. You were a part of a pastel k-pop group, so you were an obvious contrast to your members. But it never seemed to bother you, which attracted him. He loved how confident you were, and how proud you seemed to be when explaining your style.

He jumped in next to you, dancing with you and Minho. You were all now just having a good time, forgetting about the stupid bet. You proved that it wasn’t difficult. When Minho asked how, all you said was,

“How can I struggle when I’m most comfortable?”

Felix fell in love with the snap of a finger, and in that moment, he was invested.

You both often got coffee together before head in to your respective dance rooms, often talking about childhood and how you got there. One of the things he asked about often was your style and other things related to it. He loved seeing you talking animatedly about something you loved, because it made him love it too.

One day he got shocked by his accidental confidence. You grabbed his hand, asking about one of his rings. He told you about it, and as you went to pull your hand back, he, instead, pulled it closer to his, interlocking his fingers with yours. You didn’t pull away. You walked together hand in hand until you finally had to split.

“Hey,” Felix said, gaining your attention. “Wanna hang later?”

Your eyes lit up.

“Always, Felix!”

Seungmin:

When you asked him to cover hard rock song, he halted his movements, looking at you. You had told him once that his voice would sound amazing in the rock genre, and he accepted the compliment. He didn’t expect you to request something.

So that night he stayed up recording his version of the song. Two days later it was ready, and he sent it to you through bubble.

He was right next to you. Instead of talking, he texted, embarrassed. He watched your expressions, and, unsurprisingly, there wasn’t any. He guessed it had to do with being goth, how you never expressed emotions on the outside. After it was finally done, you pulled the ear buds from your ears, turning to your best friend.

“That was fucking sick, Seungmin,” you told him, smiling. “Sure you don’t want to go solo? I’ll be your manager,” you joked, elbowing him.

His ears were hot, a clear sigh they were red. He looked away from your beautiful pale face, trying to compose himself before speaking. His voice cracked despite his attempt.

“Never going solo., but thanks. It was actually really fun. I’ve never done that with my voice,” he explained, rubbing his nape nervously.

“You did great, love. And thank you…you didn’t have to do this, you know?”

Before he could respond, you kissed him on the cheek, making him freeze.

“Would you be opposed to another request?”

Jeonjin:

You had known each other since childhood, so when your style started changing rapidly, he became confused. But it didn’t shock him. Your personality proved to match your new style well, and it was like he was seeing you for the first time. The true you.

He accepted it quickly, never questioning you once about it. He knew that this was who you were, and who you were meant to be.

He even used some of your fashion advice, just throwing in different colors. You two were so close that when he debuted, they offered you a staff position so you two would still be together. You accepted after hearing the proposal, Jeonjin ecstatic and happy. He couldn’t imagine being without you.

As the years went on, your style became more dramatic and seductive, heavier makeup that highlighted your features, and skintight clothes showing a bit of skin rather than baggy dark clothes. The same thing happened with Jeonjin. No longer the teenage baby bread, now muscular, sexy toast.

You two were the visual duo. He even made sure that some of your outfits matched, even if the colors were too dark for his personal taste, making your heart flutter. He was so thoughtful to you.

He even let you do his makeup for some of the performances, because he knew you knew how to do more than goth styles. You pointed his nails, and did a nightly skin routine too.

Pictures you'd take of bestie! Lee Know🐱

Casual distractions was so good omg ♥️ can you make a part 2 or a continuation from when Lee know and hyunjin come over?

Absolutely! It may take me a while, but I assure you, it will be written 🤎 feel free to request more! I need more ideas ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

Mine

A/n: this has been in my drafts for a very long time, and I saw the picture, and felt like taking a bite.

Warnings: suggestive, neck biting, marking, fluff

You sat on the couch next to your boyfriend, scrolling through Instagram, viewing his most recent fancam.

It was a common occurrence to view him online, despite having him in the flesh, but he didn't mind. He found it sweet.

It wasn't often he danced and sung just for you, so this was your way of getting your fill.

He was drifting as the movie dragged on, his eyes closing. He wasn't asleep, just resting while basking in your presence, seeing as he just got back a few days before.

Their world tour took a lot out of him, so he was glad to see that all you wanted from him were cuddles.

You grinned as you watched the man dance, his body rolls maturing into actual rolls. He was always so shy when it came to such a provocative dance, but it seemed he was becoming more comfortable with it.

It made you proud.

You scrolled through the comments, always happy to see the support the fans have for him. He needed it.

He wasn't as confident as he claimed he was, and you knew that these words empowered him, especially when doing shows.

You kept scrolling, smiling brightly. Until that comment. A desperate fan commenting lewd demands and desires, making your stomach twist with jealousy.

Your relationship wasn't a secret among the company, but you weren't public. You didn't mind until moments like these, making you want nothing more than to claim him.

This persons thoughts were displayed in the comments, the words making your head spin.

But he was yours. No one else's.

You couldn't help shoving your phone into the arm of the couch, huffing out as you crossed your arms across your chest.

One of Seungmins eyes opened in question, his Adams apple bobbing from swallowing. It was such a pretty sight.

"You okay?"

You shook your head, coming to straddle his hips, pinning him against the couch, making his eyes widen.

You had never been intimate before, so this was new to you both.

"Y/n?" His voice trembled, searching your eyes with his own, trying to guess at what made you snap.

"What, Min?" You whispered back, bringing your hand up to twist his hair. It was soft.

"What are you doing?"

You avoided his eyes, feeling the jealousy build up again at his question.

"Some of those fans of yours are too much, sometimes..." You mutter, your brows pinching together.

Seungmin realized what you meant, grasping your hips lightly in reassurance. He thought the sudden jealousy was cute.

"You know I'm yours, y/n. You don't have to worry," He gave a pat to your torso, but it did nothing for you.

"Yeah, but they don't know that," You whine, escaping his gaze by nuzzling into his neck. You rubbed your closed lips against his skin, making him shudder.

"Why would they, pup?" He leaned into your touch, loving the attention despite your sour mood.

"Maybe I should show them," You whisper so quiet he could barely hear you, but he did.

His eyes widened.

"What?" Before he could pull you away, you latched onto his sensitive skin, pulling a whimper from him.

You sucked gently before nipping at the skin, leaving a mark from your mouth.

You continued, marking as much skin as you could; his neck, collar bone, his throat.

All the while, his head tilted back, giving into you. Whines and light moans slipping passed his lips, his breathing becoming heavier with the more you moved against him.

Yet neither of you made a move to please each other where you needed it most. You were both satisfied at the moment. All you wanted for now was to show that he was yours, and yours only.

"Your neck is so pretty, Min," you moan against his skin, making him hiss as your teeth grazed his adams apple.

"It's all yours, pup."

His answer pleased you, rewarding him with a kiss, finally pulling back to admire your work.

His face was covered in sweat, his eyes lidded, his mouth swollen from biting them.

His neck was littered with dark spots, all screaming claimed. He looked so innocent despite the sex glaze over his eyes, making you want to coo at him.

"Now they'll know," You say more to yourself than him, but he took it with pleasure.

"I have an idea," He muttered before reaching for his phone.

You questioned him before he opened his camera, pulling you into a sudden kiss, taking a picture. Your eyes widened before he took another with you looking at him, him looking at you, angling it so that the hickeys were on full display.

He moved his fingers quickly across the screen, closing it before nuzzling back into you.

You heard your phone ding, making you unlock it to see your boyfriend had posted on his insta story. Your heart fluttered.

Opening it, you saw the two pictures you had just taken, the caption saying:

Taken. And they are magic~

You smiled, turning to see him grinning like an idiot.

"You're going to get in so much trouble,"

He then quoted you by saying, "At least they'll know."

Lee Know Hard Thoughts

A/n: That silver tooth is driving me crazy-

Warnings: Suggestive, pet names, smut MDNI, possession kink?

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who always makes sure you’re fed, even if you claim you aren’t hungry. Makes your favorite meal once a week, and always makes sure to get you snacks and coffee in the mornings, knowing you need a boost.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who massages your shoulders when you sit on the floor in front of him while he’s on the couch. He loves helping you relieve stress when he can since he’s gone so much. He likes to give you everything you ask for. He even rubs your scalp.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who loves holding your hand, even when you’re just sitting down. He doesn’t care if you think he’s clingy. He loves the way your small hand fits in his. He even plays with your fingers, twisting and turning them curiously. He memorized every curve and print on your hand (cat behavior).

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who gets jealous when another member looks at you for too long. Even if they are looking at a dirt smudge on your shoulder. You are his and his only to look at. And if he catches Hyunjin practicing pick up lines on you, he can’t help but fume. It may be innocent, but his possessiveness gets the best of him, causing a scene. The boys understand, but you get worried when he gets like that, and are quick to bring him down.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who officially named you his cat mom, forcing you to sign a random paper labeled contract, adopting his three beautiful cats. You both put a lot of time into those cats, and formed a bond you didn’t know was possible.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who loves making bets with you, even if he knew he would lose. He loves seeing the joy on your face when you ended up being ‘right’. He treated you like a princess, and enjoyed doing so. You were his, and he was forever yours.

MDNI!

Boyrfriend!Lee Know, who likes to mark your neck, seeing the dark purple spots bruise along your body. It’s an act of claiming to him, showing everyone who you belonged to. He especially loved marking your thighs.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who kisses passionately, with you two pulling away, spit covering both of your chins as you gasp for breath. You watch him grin before leaning in again, knocking you down onto the mattress.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who likes pinning you against the bed, seeing his looming shadow graze over you, making it look like you’re in a cage. He’s in control. He never knew it was something he was into before meeting you, seeing your small frame against his. He loved moving you like a rag doll to his leisure, and it turned him on even more knowing that you’ll just let him.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who pounds into you after prep, grunting with each thrust as he listens to your moans fill the room, the smell of sex filing his nostrils. He feels you tighten around him, slowing down just enough to edge you.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who calls you angel, and baby during these moments, making sure you feel loved and not used. As he goes deeper into you, he strokes your hair with one hand while the other grips the plush of your thighs, leaving bruises the size of his hand into your flesh.

Boyfriend!Lee Know, who uses the pull out method instead of using condoms. He wants to feel you, and nothing will get in his way.

Boyfriend!Lee know, who gives the best aftercare. If you don’t want to bathe, he will wipe you down before you fall asleep, and cuddle up next to you, whispering how well you did for him, and how much he loves you.

Curious little thing, aren't you?

Skz: 3RACHA

Vocalracha - Danceracha

Summary: Their unique abilities and how they affect people around them.

Bang Chan: Pain Transfer

Chan would have a natural instinct to others emotions, especially his members. So when he finds that he can relieve them of their inner turmoil and doubts, even if it's temporary, he makes it his main mission.

All he needs is the slightest touch to see if someone was in pain, whether it be mental or physical. To take it from them though? He needs to be holding on longer.

On a daily basis without the members realizing, he checks in with them, brushing his fingers against his own or just plain out hugging them from behind.

He needs to know that they are at peace to be their best selves and idols.

He's constantly helping Han, due to his anxiety. And although it's released to him, he knows how to keep it under wraps.

Changbin: Light Absorption

We all know that Changbin gets embarrassed easily and turns red on a daily basis, right?

But what if he didn't turn red?

What if his skin cells absorbed the surrounding light, inflating like fire flies, making his skin glow so bright it would be difficult to look directly at him?

When he'd get embarrassed, he'd look away with his down turned smile and shine brighter than the sun.

It would happen more often than not, and because his cells would have the affinity to absorb light anyway, he would always shine slightly.

He would look even more breath taking on camera, his skin appearing whiter than it should be.

Han: Fruit eyes and Glowing Tattoos

Han is a natural enigma. He could be all over the place, and then nowhere at once. It was a skill.

When he got his tattoos, they were normal. Nothing out of the ordinary.

But one day, he woke up, and his vision stung, eyes watering with a citrussy scent lingering in the air.

He rushed to the sink, the blurred reflection stared back, except something was different.

Parts of his body were glowing orange.

More specifically, where his tattoos were.

He used water to flush his eyes, only to be met with orange yet again. Except... Oranges?

Why were there fruit in his eyes?

He touched them as he would for contacts, and the surface still felt like an eye should, but he wasn't wearing contacts.

What was going on?

He went to Chan, and he could feel the youngers distress. He reassured him that it was okay, that none of the members would be bothered or judge him.

From them on, he was orange quokka.