Hyunjin, My Muse

Pictures you'd take of your best friend! Seungmin 🤎🐶

Pictures you'd take of your best friend! Jeonjin 🦊

🔋Masterlist 🔋

Sweatyracoons Masterlist! Most works are 18+ MDNI

Updated: Mar 24 2025

Bangchan

Lee Know

Changbin

Hyunjin

Han

Felix

Seungmin

Jeongin

Series

Digital Boyfriend Masterlist

Poor Seungmin Masterlist

Curious Little Thing, Aren't You?

I write member x member as well as x male or x gn reader. Feel free to leave requests! They are highly appreciated and give me ideas. <3

Divider by @cafekitsune

Notes:

glad to finally start with this series. Its been on my mind for months! Hope you all enjoy, and if you have any ideas on the connecting parts, lmk!!

Warning:

Language, smut mentioned, fluff

You sighed as you walked to your local GameStop. It had just been too long since you've had a real connection, and you were desperate for anything.

Your friend who worked there had told you that they had a game donated that resembled a dating simulator, and that she set it aside for you. She did it mostly to tease you, but honestly, you really needed this.

You didn't know if it was truly a dating game or not, but you couldn't care less at the moment.

You came in, grabbed it, and paid.

You rushed home after stopping for lunch, starting your PC. You let it warm up while you showered and changed into your lounge clothes, rubbing your temples at the bright light in the dark room.

Your computer ate the disc, accepting it just as well as you did. The loading screen appeared, and you watched the sphere spin.

It seemed to last hours before you finally heard a ping.

It's done loading!

You quickly clicked the icon, watching the screen fall black before switching to a pale blue.

As it drifted to the logo,you noticed how it looked extremely pixelated but in a 90's Mario game way.

The title read, 'Stray Kids: Together'

Some clouds jumped in the background, the Play and Settings buttons appearing after a few seconds.

You admired the pastel aesthetic before moving your cursor to click on Play.

Gently clicking on your mouse, it sent you to yet another clouded screen with a small sunset.

Logs set 1

>Bangchan Last opened ?

>Lee Know Last opened ?

>Changbin Last opened ?

>Hyunjin Last opened ?

What type of names are these? You thought.

You noticed that each one didn't have a date log, so you were unsure if they were even opened yet.

Curious, you clicked the first name.

Then, your computer crashed.

You scoffed, cursing the damn old seeming cartridge. The pixels in the opening screen made it seem like it was made in the 90's, but the labeling date was scratched off so you didn't really know.

You were about to shut off your computer before the screen boosted, a light gray flickering against the screen.

You weren't sure what was happening before you saw the command,

Allow microphone access?

> Yes No

You clicked yes.

Allow camera access?

> Yes No

You clicked yes again, and that was when you heard a click, and then the spinning of a disc.

"Hello?"

You heard a voice from nowhere. You bristled, turning around to look in your room. Was someone here?

"Over here,"

Your head whipped back to the screen, only to be met with the most prettiest guy you had ever seen.

"Woah," you mumbled.

He grinned.

"What's your name?" He asked again. Did he have an accent?

"Y/n. You're...Bangchan?" You ask, pulling your chair closer to the desk.

"Your a quick learner,"

You blinked. What now?

"So...are you like an AI? Or, like, how are you speaking to me?" You question, resting your arm on your hand.

His eyes widen. "Uhh, I'm not actually sure. Honestly, I feel real, but I'm not? I don't know if that helps?" He cleared his throat. "But what I do know is that you need someone. You wouldn't be here otherwise,"

"How would you know that?" You jolt. He was spot on.

"I know what I was created for. We all do,"

Wait what?

"Who's we?"

He smiled, his eyes turning into crescents. So beautiful

"You saw the other names, right? There are more of us...more of me," He explained slowly. "Here I was thinking you were a quick learner,"

"Hey!" You both laughed at his comment, then you sighed.

"So, are you all the same? Just look different? What's the deal?"

He spinned, the back of his neck revealing a code. CB97

"No, we are all incredibly different. We couldn't be the same even if we wanted. Different code. I'm the first, so they consider me like...a big brother? We all serve different purposes for whatever you need," he scratched his head, and his hair moved so smoothly.

It was then that you realized that the screen was no longer pixelated like the opening screen, it was now hd, smooth. You could almost see his pores.

"Different purposes? What the hell does that mean, Chan?" You let it slide past, not realizing.

"Chan?" His eyes glistened. "I like it," he grinned, watching your face heat up.

"Purposes Chan," you remind quietly, twirling a piece of your hair.

"Right. Well me, I'm a comforter. I help you when your stressed. Lee know? He's kinda...sexual? He can help with those needs, but he can comfort too. Uhh Changbin, he's more of an amuser. Hyunjin, a relaxer and comforter. Han? He can do literally everything. He's the ace of the group. Felix, comfort. Seungmin? Amuser and sexual. Jeongin, all. You know?"

It was a lot to take In. You didn't even know what half of this meant. At least not yet.

"So if I were horny-" he cut you off.

"Han, Lee Know, Seungmin or Jeongin are your guys." He said, his eyes staring into your own.

You felt yourself flush.

"Are they all as pretty as you?" You whisper, making his face freeze.

"Uh, they are, if not prettier, y/n," he gently smiles, placing his hand flat against the screen.

"You couldn't help me?" You brought your own palm to rest against his, only to be met with a cold surface.

"I wasn't given that programming. If you need help, just log out and meet with one of the others," he explained, his eyes tracing your hand, almost as if to memorize it.

"Oh," was all you could say. "I'm okay, for now," you say with a cheeky smile, making him chuckle.

"Good to hear. You tired yet? It's dark," he asked, making you blink. You turned to look out your window.

Holy shit, it's dark!

"Oh my god i work tomorrow!" You curse yourself, jumping up from your chair.

You heard Chan laughing in the background.

"Can I jump on tomorrow?" You asked him after cleaning up a bit.

"You don't need to ask, y/n. We're yours!" He gleemed, his eyes shimmering in the light.

"Mine..." You repeat. You never really thought if it that way.

"Yes, y/n. Completely and utterly yours. I'm sure the rest will fall for you just as I did," he said.

You looked at him.

"How does a computer fall for me?" You were baffled at this point. What did he mean?

"This computer was coded with feelings," he grinned. "Goodnight, y/n!"

You didn't get to respond before he disappeared.

You were kicked to the opening screen, the pixelated clouds taunted you as they jumped up and down.

You absolutely felt so lucky to have found this game.

Connection found. Now you just need to pursue all eight men.

Tag list: @estella-novella @deadpool15

Loser, Boy - k.sm. L.K

A/n: I love the whole, nerd! Seungmin so here is my version. Its been on my mind for a while.

Warnings: oral, mxm, language, suggestive

MDNI

Summary: Lee know was the cool kid, and Seungmin was the nerd. Two different worlds. What happens when they come together?

High school for Seungmin was simple. Or at least, that was the plan.

He would focus all his time into studying, getting good grades to accomplish all that he wanted.

It was important to him to stay focused an maintain a routine.

Simple enough.

But the bullying started. It wasn't his first time dealing with this stuff, but college kids were much more menacing than grade schoolers.

They packed more of a punch.

Not that they ever hit him. A few shoves here and there, as well as a few other pranks or comments. It was enough to exhaust him.

He didn't really have friends. He saw them as a distraction. An obstacle. But there was one guy that he spoke to on occasion for feedback.

Bangchan was someone that forced himself into Seungmins life, proving to be persistently annoying.

"Could you help me with this?" He would ask, not even trying.

"Is this all you use me for?" Seungmin scoffed, pushing his paper towards the older boy, cheating.

"Maybe," He grinned, his dimples showing.

They both shared a light laugh, continuing the work.

One day, a group project was assigned, and, normally, the professor would let you choose the team, but now, he decided to pick.

"Get out of your comfort zone, meet new people, someone from another clique," He explained, causing Seungmin to inhale a bit too quick.

Bangchan noticed immediately, placing his hand onto Seungmins thigh, giving it a squeeze.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay. We can still work together, you know?"

Seungmin nodded, waiting for the reveal. Seungmin wasn't good with people, nor were people good to him. He was nervous.

Bangchan was the third person to be paired, sharing a team with a boy named Han. Han shared the features of a hamster, his large cheeks and big eyes, making him look soft. But his body told Seungmin that he could pull his weight.

Han walked over to Seungmins and Bangchans desk, smiling.

"Hey, Chan! You ready?"

"Always," Chan grinned. Seungmin felt out of place.

"Hey, man. What's your name?" Han asked, looking directly at him, making him freeze.

"Oh! This is my good friend, Seungmin. He's really smart," Bangchan said, giving him a light pat on the back.

Han giggled, his gaze moving up and down Seungmins body. Seungmin still sat still.

"He's adorable," Han whispered to Chan.

"Kim Seungmin, and Lee Minho," The professor yelled, making Seungmins head snap that direction.

Lee know wasn't necessarily his bully, but he hung out with those that did. He would glare at him in the halls or roll his eyes when Seungmin tripped.

He felt his gaze on the back of his neck, making him turn to meet his eyes.

His newly dyed purple hair sat still above his brow, his hooded eyes focused on Seungmin, making him shudder. His taught white button up shirt hugged him tightly, displaying a handsome body.

He slowly raised his right hand, making a beckoning motion, commanding Seungmin to go to him.

He couldn't help but listen. Grabbing his things, he slowly made his way to the older boy, fixing the position of his glasses.

"Seungmin? That's your name, right?" He asked, scooting over to make room.

"Y-yes," Seungmin cursed himself for stuttering, not noticing the grin that appeared on the others face.

"So," Minho shrugged. "What's the plan, Seungmin?"

After half an hour of brief discussion, they both decided to meet at Seungmin dorm later that night to start working.

Lee know was very busy, being a part of the dance team and vocal club treasurer, but this was one of his free nights.

Seungmin sat alone in his room, not needing to clean since he did that as he went by. He was very tidy and liked a germ free environment.

He grabbed a few bowls of heat and eat ramen, just in case Lee know got hungry.

He still was uncomfortable around him, but didn't dislike him as he did his friends. Despite his cold appearance, his eyes were soft and watchful, making Seungmin shrink at the thought of being stared at by those beautiful eyes.

How his nose twitched when he smiled, or how his thin lips displayed his cute bunny teeth when he was annoyed.

How the veins in his neck pop out when he yells, or how his Adams apple twitches when he speaks.

How his chest looked soft yet firm at the same time. And don't get Seungmin started on those thighs! How he-wait what?

Seungmin stopped his thoughts before they could go any further, his face turning red at the sudden reaction he had to someone he had spoken to for the first time.

He went to go splash water on his face, but before he made it to the sink, a knock sounded from the door.

"One second!" Seungmin yelled, splashing cold water on his flaming face.

He hoped the red went away.

Opening the door, he saw Lee know standing, his phone in one hand, and a grocery bag in the other.

"I got some drinks. You like coffee?" He asked, looking up from his phone. His face was stoic, but when he caught sight of Seungmins face, he slowly started to grin.

"Oh...Did I interrupt something?" He teased, wiggling his brows, his teeth flashing Seungmin.

Seungmins eyes widened, "What? No! No. You didn't, please just, come in," once again, he scolded himself internally.

Giggling, Lee know walked in, shoving his phone in his pocket, and placing the two canned coffees on the counter.

"Take your pick,"

"Thank you,"

About an hour later, they were both sitting on the floor, books open and notebooks filled, trying their best.

But Seungmin was distracted.

He kept on having dirty thoughts about Lee know, despite his best efforts.

Ugh! Why did Lee know have to show up in his leg hugging jeans! And his damn white tee with a jean jacket.

It's almost like he did it on purpose.

"Seungmin? Did you hear me?"

What? When did he say something? Seungmin blinked a few times before clearing his throat.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Lee know raised a brow, "Are you feeling okay? You've barely written anything, and your beet red," he explained.

"Again?" He muttered to himself, not meaning to say it out loud. "Uh, no. I'm not sick, I'm okay. Just hard to focus," Seungmin replied, brushing off his worry.

"Ah, I see. I did interrupt you, then," Lee know winked, making Seungmin freeze yet again.

"No, no you didn't, I swear!" Seungmin could never do such a thing. It never crossed his mind, even. He had never felt this way.

"uh huh," Lee know smirked at the boy, giving him a cat like grin that made Seungmins heart flutter.

A few moments of silence passed before Seungmin decided to show his random spurr of confidence, saying, "I've never done that before anyway."

This made Lee know jolt up from his book, looking at Seungmin confused.

"What?"

"I've never done it,"

Lee know tilted his head, a blank expression on his face.

"Masturbate?"

The word itself shook Seungmin. He wasn't one to talk about things like this.

He nodded.

"Why?" Lee know asked, slowly closing his book, but kept it in his lap.

Seungmin pondered the question before answering.

"No one has ever made me want to," His face must be a tomato by now. He was so embarrassed.

"But now?" Lee know asked, his tone cutely quizzical, making Seungmins heart heart.

"Uhh," He paused, unsure of what to say. He honestly didn't even know.

Noticing the hesitation, Lee know let his eyes drift downward, and noticed a slight bulge in the boys pants.

"Who's that for, Seungmin?" A hint of jealousy could be heard from him, but Seungmin didn't notice it.

"Well...This has never happened to me before," He was trying his best to avoid it.

"Seungmin. Who's on your mind?" Lee know asked softly, putting his hand on the boys knee, rubbing it gently.

Minho would be lying if he said this whole interaction didn't turn him on. The poor boy was a virgin, after all, and he had no idea what to do.

"Just you, honestly," And that answer nearly knocked the wind out of Minho. The brutal honesty.

Seungmin shifted and fidgeted, trying to understand these feelings.

All Lee Know could do was stare, which was the one thing Seungmin didn't want. He felt like some experiment under his gaze.

He turned his head, avoiding eye contact.

Lee know shoved his book to the side, leaning forward onto his knees to capture Seungmins face with his hand, forcing him to look at him.

Seungmin still didn't look at him, so Lee know decided to play his way.

He slowly leaned it, locking his lips with Seungmins. He moved slowly, giving him time to pull away, but he didn't. He didn't kiss back either.

Lee know was his first kiss.

"Just follow my lead," Lee know whispered when he pulled back, seeing Seungmin nod lightly, his eyes glossed over.

He looked like a puppy, Minho thought.

Leaning back in again, this time, the kiss went somewhere. Now that Seungmin was learning, it was quickly turning heated, tongues now clashing together in the mix.

He heard a low moan escape from him, making his head spin.

Pulling away, Seungmin saw a thin strand of saliva connecting them both, and he was surprised at how arousing it looked.

"Has anyone ever touched you like this, puppy?" Minho asked, lowering his hands to Seungmins shoulders.

"Wh-what?" His breath was shaky, and his pants were insanely tight.

Minho laughed. "Can I touch you?" He asked, his eyes sparkling.

Seungmin just stared at the sight in front of him.

Lee know was on his knees leaning towards Seungmin, a small smile on his lips, bruised, because of him. His eyes slightly watery, and his hair. Ruffled and messy, purple strands stuck out in every direction. It was so hot.

"Yes," Seungmin whispered.

Lee knows hands at started downwards, slowly. He wasn't trying to go too fast. He didn't want to rush him.

Seungmin leaned back against his bed, relishing in the worship Minho was giving him. He sighed as Lee know gently squeezed his sides.

As the palms of his hands reached the hem of his sweats, they shared a look.

"Yes," Seungmin repeated, this time a little stronger.

Lee know focused on freeing Seungmins cock, watching as it shot up, already leaking and curved.

Seungmin covered his face as the cold air hit his most sensitive area, not wanting Lee know to see his embarrassment.

"You okay, puppy?" He heard from behind his hands.

He whimpered at the pet name, his cock twitching. Lee know chuckled.

"Please-" Seungmin whined, his hips bucking upwards into nothing.

"I'll take care of you, okay?" Lee know said, lowering himself to Seungmins hips.

He grabbed Seungmin in his hand, wrapping his whole hand around it, making Seungmin gasp. He pumped him slowly, using his pre cum as a lubricant.

Gasps and whines were all that Lee know could hear, egging him to go further.

From the bottom to the top, Lee know licked a stripe up his shaft, hearing the strangled moan. He smiled.

He then took his tip in his mouth, wrapping his lips around it softly. Then, without warning, he bottomed all the way, taking in all of Seungmins length.

Seungmins head snapped back, his hands no longer in front of his mouth. He let out a desperate moan, his mouth open, panting.

Lee know had to hold down his hips to prevent him from rutting into his throat.

Lee know started to move his mouth, wet sounds echoing throughout the room. It turned Seungmin on even more.

He wrapped his arms around himself as he was getting blown, unsure of what to do in this situation with his hands.

As if Lee know read his mind, he grabbed one of Seungmins arms, moving his hand to the back of his head.

He stopped what he was doing, making Seungmin whine, but then he said, "Use me."

Seungmin looked at him in confusion.

"Fuck my throat, puppy," he said before placing his mouth back onto him, eliciting a moan in return.

But he didn't move.

He wanted Seungmin to learn. Eventually, Seungmin got the memo, using his hand to push Minho down on his cock, finding the pace that works for him.

He grabbed onto his hair, making Minho moan. The vibrations from the sound made Seungmin snap, releasing into the older boys throat, holding him down to take it all.

With one last groan, he released the death grip on Minhos hair, and fell limp.

"You taste so good, puppy," Lee know giggled, using his thumb to wipe his mouth.

Seungmin shivered, loving the sight in front of him.

"You okay, Seung?" Minho asked, bringing his hand to his face.

"M' okay," Seungmin whispered, making Minho smile.

"Maybe you should get some rest, yeah?" After cleaning up, he picked up Seungmin, quite easily, and placed his down on his bed.

"Will you stay?" Seungmin asked before Lee know could make it to the door. He froze.

"You really want me to stay?" He asked, turning to see the boy in the bed.

"Yeah,"

"Okay,"

Turning of the lights and getting comfortable, he layed next to him, holding his side.

"What is this, Lee know?" Seungmin whispered, his eyes closed.

"What do you want?"

"Just don't leave me alone,"

"I promise,"

Can you write something with a very lovesick and obsessed virgin!hyunjin please? ❤️

Movie Lovers

A/n: I'm so happy to receive an ask! And I was really happy to write for another skz member! Thank you!

Warnings: smut, inexperienced Hyunjin!, soft dom! Reader, obsessed Hyunjin, fluff, dry humping, language

You two had been friends for a while. After meeting Hyunjin, you were both inseparable, and you quickly became friends with the rest of his band mates.

It was so easy to be yourself with them. They made you feel welcome.

Three years into the friendship, it was common that you stayed with Hyunjin, and no one questioned it. It was just what was most comfortable for you both, thriving in the others presence.

Every Tuesday and Thursday were your designated movie nights; that was tonight.

You both enjoyed romance and sad movies, so that was normally your go to. It wasn't often, however, that there were intimate scenes. You both tried to avoid those, but you had seen a really good movie you thought he would like, convincing him to watch it.

You though that scenes like that made him uncomfortable, and assured him that you could skip it, that it wasn't essential to the plot.

But in all honestly, if he were to watch something like that with you right next to him, he would lose his mind.

He had been crushing on you for about a year now, and you still had no idea.

He didn't want to imagine you in such unholy ways, especially because he doesn't even know if he's imagining things right. He had never seen a woman. He didn't even watch porn, but he knew all about that stuff.

It almost made it unbearable when he was hard at night, not knowing what you look like underneath your clothes.

He admits, your sexy with them on, but if he could see you without them, just once, he'd die happy.

You both spread out on the queen bed in his room, legs tangled as you both cuddled under the blanket. You started the movie.

About forty minutes in, the sex scene was about to start.

"You want me to skip it?" You whisper, unsure if he was awake or not. He had a habit of falling asleep on movie nights.

"No, it's okay. Just leave it," he responded. He sounded interested in it, so you let it be, enjoying the characters in the screen.

As it slowly picked up the pace, Hyunjin couldn't help but imagine it as he and you, tensing as he noticed his breathing getting heavier. You were basically attached, and he didn't want you catching scent of how he was feeling.

He could feel himself hardening in his sweats, his body reacting to the moans on the screen.

He wondered what yours would sound like.

You felt the heat coming from his body, turning to look at him.

His eyes were glued to the screen, deeply focused. You noticed the light sweat that breached his hairline, and the way his nostrils flared with each breath. His lips parted slightly as his teeth clipped his bottom lip, a small hiss could be heard.

His shoulders lifted and fell quickly, telling you that he was being affected by the heated sex on the screen. It made you grin.

It was no secret that you found him attractive, but the secret was that you had been wanting to be more than friends.

Ever since you met him, he was a charming gentleman that loved to make you laugh.

He was everything you needed in this world.

The sight before you tonight however, was not one you realized you needed. You could feel the wetness sticking against the fabric of your panties.

"Hyunjin?" He didn't respond to you, still looking at the screen with glazed eyes. His breathing stayed consistent, but still heavier than normal.

You brought your hand to his forehead, feeling the burn that boiled his beautiful skin.

He jumped at the contact, glancing at you, the screen, and back before blinking the blur from them.

"Yeah?"

You looked at his soft eyes with your own, asking, "You feeling okay? Your burning up."

His eyes widened, his breath hitching in his throat.

"Yeah I'm fine, just a little warm is all," He sighed, tugging at the blanket around the both of your shoulders.

Just then you realized that your legs were on his in a weird position, your body heat falling into his own. You felt bad, so you started to move.

"Sorry about that, Jinnie," You apologize before pulling the blanket from him, making him wince from the air filled room.

"Wait! Don't move your leg," He said suddenly, making you freeze.

"What? Why?" You were halfway off of him, the blanket completely gone from his body. Your leg was still draped over his, and the longer you waited for a reason, the more uncomfortable it became.

"I'm about to get a cramp, Jin. I'm moving my leg,"

Before he could protest, you tugged your leg from his own, his heavy leg stopping you mid tug.

That was when you felt something that you probably shouldn't have.

At the sudden friction, he let out a strangled whimper, quickly bringing his hand to cover his face.

Your eyes widened, not expecting to find your best friend hard with you draped over him.

"Hyunjin?" You stopped moving your leg, your thigh now pressed flush against his boner.

"I'm sorry. I got a little worked up. Just ignore it, it'll go away," He muttered through his fingers.

"The movie?" You asked, grabbing his wrist to pull it from his face.

"No...Yes? Kinda... I don't know!" He was flustered, you could tell.

Whenever he got embarrassed, he would frown and smile at the same time, making him look a lot younger than he actually was.

"What do you mean, Jinnie? What's got you all worked up?" You unintentionally flexed your leg, trying to get more comfortable, only to get another whine from him.

"Just some thoughts, y/n," he tilted his head back, closing his eyes, and let out a long breath.

You felt his cock twitch in his pants, making you grin slightly.

"Explain it to me. What were you thinking about?" You brought your hand up to his chest, brushing circles against his collar bone.

"Just you..." He shivered, his eyes widening once he realized what he just said.

"Wait...No i-"

"Me Jinnie? Thinking about me doing what?" You smile coyly at him, making him swallow hard.

He didn't mean to say it, but when he did, he expected you to freak out. Instead you leaned in closer. It made him impossibly harder.

"I just...I was imagining those people as us," He let out a shaky sigh, looking back down to you.

"Really? You want those things?" You ask him, bringing your hand to his neck.

"Yes," He breathed, his eyes lidded, glazed over with lust.

You thought he looked like a statue in this moment, one that would keep on display indefinitely.

"With me?" You asked as you leaned closer, both of your breaths mingling. He looked so angelic, it nearly killed you.

"Please, y/n..."

It was all you needed to close the gap, kissing him hard. You could tell you were his first kiss, but it didn't make the experience any less than. It somehow made it better.

Knowing that you were the first to do these things to him, that he trusted you enough to care for him.

And he felt the same way. He didn't know what he was doing, but he knew that you wouldn't care. That you would teach him properly.

He was yours.

You nipped at his bottom lip, asking for entrance, but Hyunjin didn't know. You figured that out, so you pushed your leg against him again, making him gasp into the kiss, your tongue swallowing all of his sweet moans.

You grabbed at his collar, leaning backwards, pulling him on top of you. Your thigh was still in-between his legs.

He pulled away from the kiss, his breathing ragged as he watched the mixture of both of your saliva drip from his mouth to your cheek. He thought it was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

"You want to feel good, baby?" You ask him, waiting for his answer. You wanted to leave the pace to him.

He nodded, making you smile sweetly at him. His tall, broad frame hovered over yours, yet you were the one in control, and he loved it.

"Make yourself feel good, then. Maybe I'll give you something a bit extra," You nod towards your thigh, making him whine, his brows furrowing.

"How..?" He honestly didn't know how. And it made you coo at him.

His confused look made you hotter, the wetness in between your own legs growing.

You lifted your leg, brushing against him. He sighed at the light contact, suddenly connecting what he needs to do.

He grinded his hips down into your plush flesh, a loud moan escaping from his throat. You felt how hard he was beneath his sweats, and you could tell he was above average in length.

You were getting impatient, but stayed still for him, loving his sounds.

He kept grinding into you, his hands placed on either side of your head. He loved the way the softness of your leg encompassed his clothed dick, the inner lining of his pants brushing against his slit perfectly.

His pace began to quicken, the sweat on his face more noticeable than before. His eyes squeezed shut at the feeling in his core, never having experienced it before.

He opened his eyes, letting a groan out at the sight. With each thrust, your entire body went with him. Your eyes watching his expressions with a grin, just letting him get off by using you. It made him cum quicker than he realized, his body convulsing at the force, but he tried his best not to put his body weight on you.

As he let out one last final moan, you hugged him, rubbing his back as he came down from his high, his hips giving one last final rut into your leg.

His breathing slowed, returning to normal after a few minutes.

"You okay, Jinnie?" You whisper. You let your hand run through his sweaty mullet, hoping he was comfortable.

"I'm amazing," He let's out with a shaky breath. "I've never done that before," he lifted his head to rest his chin in between your breasts.

"No ones touched you before?" You found it hard to believe, since he is the sexiest man alive.

He nodded, "I've never even touched myself, you know? I wanted to wait for the right person," he explained. His eyes shook, embarrassment creeping onto his features.

You could tell that he was sensitive right now, probably from his orgasm, so you decided to skip teasing, and save it for later.

"Well I'm honored that I could help you out-" you smile, but noticed the look on his face fell. "What is it, Jin?"

"I was kinda hoping we could be something more. More than friends, I mean," He was still avoiding your gaze, now pinching your skin in between his fingers.

"You like me? Like, like me?" You were confused. You had liked him for years, but never thought he reciprocated the feelings.

He finally looked at you.

"I have for a a very long time, y/ninnie. I can't believe you couldn't see it. The others did, but I told them not to say anything," His eyes glowed with a loving gaze as he stared at you in silent questioning, and it made your heart swell.

"So you want me to be your girlfriend?" You asked, your smile widening by the second.

"Yes! My god, y/n! Yes," He pretended to be annoyed, but the smile on his face said otherwise, making you smile.

"Fine. But you have to be my boyfriend," you tease, poking his cheek.

"One would think those two things go together," he grins.

"Just had to make sure."

You both lied down together in his bed, turning the tv off as you embraced one another.

The first night you share together is absolutely priceless, and your glad you found him.

Thanks anon for the ask! Hope you like it!🤎

i need to get this off my chest..

could i request a seungmin x reader where she just marks up his chest cause.. seungchest supremacy… (add any storyline leading up to it)

SEUNGCHEST SEUNGCHEST SEUNGCHEST

✨Seungchest Supremacy ✨

A/n: Girl- 🫠the things he made me feel when I saw these photos; him in that tank top?!? I literally died. I believe in Seungchest Supremacy 🫡

Warnings: biting, licking, marking, hickeys, MDNI, language, clingy reader, etc

When you watched the video he sent you of him at the Chanel ad, you nearly choked.

Though you had both been together for nearly a year, you had never been intimate. Nor had he ever bothered wearing a tank top. But the new Skz code showed you just how beautiful he had gotten.

And the Chanel ad? You nearly started foaming at the mouth at the sight of your boyfriend.

His neatly cut hair just made him seem more mature, accentuating his features, his gaze sharper.

You watched the Christmas video at least a million times before he texted you he was headed back home.

You counted the hours you had until you saw him again, hoping he was still wearing that beautiful outfit that showed off more than your used to.

Despite it being a suit, you saw that if he bent down, you could see the chest you've been dying to claim.

Yes...you had a but of a marking kink, and Seungmin knew that, but neither of you explored it, thinking it would cross boundaries.

You have never had sex, but light make out sessions were a must.

It was four am, but you were wide awake. You heard the lock click from your seat on the couch, the door creaking open slowly.

He must have thought you were asleep, because he left his bag by the door,.and walked towards your shared room.

"Minnie?" Your voice made him jump and spin towards the couch.

"Baby? Why are you up?" He asked softly, pulling his hat from his head.

You were disappointed to see him in a sweater and a pair of shorts, but he still looked as handsome as ever.

"Wanted to see you..." You muttered back as he grabbed your hand, motioning for you to stand.

You obeyed, and he led you to the bedroom.

"Here, I'm just gonna take a quick shower, okay? Then I'm all yours," he grinned, sitting you in the plush blankets.

"Do you need to? Its been two weeks," you playfully whine, making him laugh.

God, his laugh was like music to you. You wanted to hear it forever.

"Yes, babe. The plane was all stuffy, and I'm sweaty. Just give me five minutes, okay?" He was already grabbing his sleep clothes, noticing the t shirt in his hand.

"Hey, Min?" You stopped him, coming up with a plan. He looked at you.

"I think I'm going to run the heater tonight. You should wear a tank top so you don't burn," you shifted, waiting for his answer.

All he did was nod and replace the clothing in his hands for something cooler, and you internally celebrated when he grabbed his black tank top.

When the door shut behind him, you squirmed with joy, making the bed to get comfortable.

You had the pillows set up a certain way since you were sleeping by yourself for the longest time, but now you move them so you can sleep with your boyfriend.

As promised, five minutes passed, and he emerged from the connecting bathroom red. Hot shower.

A towel wrapped around his head as he scrubbed it against his scalp, making sure it wasn't soaking the pillows, or you.

When he lifted his head from the cloth, you gasped.

His hair stuck to his forehead, shiny under the lighting of your lamp. His facial expression made you clench your thighs together. He tilted his head back with a long sigh.

"I needed that," he groaned, popping his neck.

You finally brought your eyes down to his sleepwear. A black tank, and plaid bottoms.

You have seen his arms before, wearing the same tank top. But that was a year ago before he started going to the gym with the guys.

Now he filled it out, his chest slightly larger, and his shoulders broad and muscly.

You nearly drooled.

"And I need you! Now get in bed!" You giggled, watching as he threw the towel to the side of the bed with a smile.

He climbed up against you, kissing your forehead.

"Someone's needy," he smirked, lying down next to you.

"Always," you respond, making his face flush slightly.

"So, I just want to let you know, that that outfit for your Christmas ad? Fucking hot, Min. Did you bring it home?" You started, tracing patterns onto his hare shoulder.

He choked on air, not used to you swearing.

"What? No-" he cleared his throat. He never handled compliments well. "I-It was a part of their collection. Couldn't take it," He got quiet towards the end, making you smile.

But he didn't acknowledge your compliment.

"Didn't you hear me Seung?" You lifted your head.

"Yes...?" He looked up at you confused. The patterns on his shoulder stopped.

"What did I say then?" You challenge, your face serious.

You wanted him to know just what he did to you. How good he looked. You know he doesn't believe that he looks good, that he isn't as liked as you think. But you wanted to show him.

"That you liked the outfit?" He replied, tilting his head.

He reminded you of a lost puppy.

"Your missing an important part, Min. That you were hot...ARE hot. Wanna hear what my favorite part was?" You leaned down, your hair falling to frame his face.

"I-What? Uhm," he licked his lips. "What was, y/n?" He couldn't look away from you, your body nearly on top of his, filling his senses.

"You've never been one to show off, you know? But recently, your showing more. That outfit did very little to cover your chest. Anytime you moved a certain way, I could see into your suit, Minnie. God! Why show it off to stay before me?" You groaned, resting your chin in his collar bone.

His breathing had gotten heavier as he listened to your pleading words, slightly aroused by your stern tone.

"I never knew you wanted to see my chest that bad. You could've just asked," he muttered, eyes shutting as his cheeks reddened.

You lifted your head again, your lips hovering over his.

"Could I have?"

He was quiet. You both knew that you wouldn't have asked. But he would have given you anything you wanted. Will give you anything you want.

The only reason why you two hadn't had sex is because he wasn't sure if you wanted to. He would never have asked because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

You smiled, leaning in to capture his lips. It was slow, but gradually became more heated as the seconds passed, your body heat fusing with his, your breaths mingling. You pushed your tongue into his mouth,.moaning at the chance to taste him again.

He gripped your hips, grounding himself. He had always loved kissing you. It sent him into a whole new world. He would call it heaven if it made sense.

You pulled away, making him whine.

"Let me see your chest? I'll show you just how much I like it," you waggle your brows, giving him the choice. It was up to him. He sat the pace.

Without a word, he brought his had to the hem, slowly dragging it up his torso, giving you a show.

You sat patiently, enjoying the slow reveal of his beautiful body.

He had a light ab silhouette, making your eyes widen. You didn't know he had abs?! You wanted to lick them, but you stopped yourself. You'll get there later.

Once he brought it over the peak of his chest, he rested the fabric on his collar bones, moving his hand back to his side.

"This okay, baby?" You asked as you brought your head down to his torso, your breath hitting his heated skin.

He nodded. "Please," he whispered, and that was all you need to hear.

Above his left peck, you latched on, sucking gently before sucking harder. You grazed your teeth against his skin, and the sound he made made your eyes roll back.

He whimpered, his eyes shutting from the pleasure. You didn't know he was sensitive here.

You moved all around the nipple, avoiding it on purpose, trying to get a reaction. All you'd get was light moans and whines, but that was enough for you. Any sound of his like these you could listen to forever.

After leaving many marks, you finally brought your hot mouth to his nipple, and flicking the bud with your tongue.

His back arched in the bed, a loud moan eliciting from him. It made you grin against him, nipping lightly at him. He groaned, his hand coming up to fist your hair.

He didn't pull, but held you. It was feather light, and you knew he didn't want to hurt you.

You switched sides, your hand stimulating the one you just sucked, his head turning to the side as he sobbed from the overstimulation. His moan grew louder, his hips jolting up into the air. You looked in your peripheral, his thighs shaking as he dug his heels into the bed.

He's gonna cum, you realized, joy surging through you.

This will be the first time you ever make him cum, and just from marking his chest? Definitely an ego boost.

You go back to focusing on your sweet boyfriend, licking a long stripe from one nipple to the next, constantly switch so each one gets more sensitive.

"Y/n! Please..." He begged, making you pause for just a second to think.

Then you go back to it, sucking harder, but this time, letting your elbow brush against his clothed cock.

You barely touched him, but his head shot back, moaning louder as his hips twitched, his abs convulsing underneath your arm.

He came!

You lift yourself off his chest with a loud 'pop', drool coating your chin as you watched your boyfriend come down from his high.

His lidded eyes looked at you, his face and neck tinted red.

"That felt so good, baby," he mumbled, jaw numb from being open that long.

"You have a sensitive chest, Min. It's cute," you tease, pecking his lips before laying down beside him once again.

"If I knew, I would have told you. Thank you," He said before grabbing your hand, and bringing it up to his mouth to kiss.

"Your welcome. Believe me now?" You twist so your fully facing him.

"Yes..." He was still breathing heavy,.but it was more normal. He flashed you a loving smile before sitting up. "I'm going to change real quick, okay?"

He left to put on a t shirt and a pair of shorts, but you didn't mind. You got what you wanted, and even so, you can't deny the fact he looks good in a shirt.

"I love you, y/n," he kissed your nose after he got comfortable next to you.

"I love you too, Seungmin," You smile before cuddling against him.

Hair Extensions k.sm

A/n: I saw a whole bunch of edited photos of Seungmin with long hair, and I literally died. It suits him so well! Pic isn't mine

Warnings: Suggestive, cringy ig

Summary: Your boyfriend came home one day from a photo shoot, still carrying all of his accessories, including hair extensions.

You sat at home quietly reading, waiting for you boyfriend to get home. He was shooting late, which meant he probably skipped dinner.

You had made pork earlier, leaving some left over, just in case this happened.

You knew he would be tired, but you still wanted to greet him. He always liked it when he saw you as soon as he opened the door.

Thirty minutes later, the door lock clicked, unlocking, and opening.

"Seungmin! How'd it go?" You jumped up from your spot on the couch, rushing towards his figure in the kitchen.

"Took forever. They kept messing with my hair," He scoffed, making you look at him for the first time.

You paused, shocked at the addition. Seungmin had always preferred short hair to the longer locks, but seeing the extensions nearly made your knees buckle.

They let his natural color bloom, opting not to dye it for a while due to damage, making the brown hues shimmer in the terrible lighting in your home. And normally, his hair framed just above his cheeks, but now, it ran past his jaw, hugging his neck. The loose strands pointed every direction, making him look like he had just woken up.

"Wow...They really know how to do hair, huh?" You breathed, bring your hands up to pay it gently. "It's so soft!"

He grinned, displaying his braces as you played with his hair. "You like it?"

"Do you?" You asked, eyes trained on his beautiful hair.

"It's starting to grow on me," He said, making your eyes snap to his, seeing that he was staring at you.

Your face flushed a deep red, pulling back your hands.

"Sorry, it's just that it really looks good on you," you giggle, wrapping your arms around his torso.

"Thanks," he returned the hug, burying his face into the crook of your neck. The extra hair found its way to your face, tickling you.

"Maybe I keep it a little longer, yeah?"

"Yes!"

Bonus: Images I saw!!

Chan's Smile ✨

Put on a Show

Summary: Stripper!Seungmin trope.

Warnings: Smut, MDNI, oral(f), pet names(pup/puppy), softdom!Seungmin, inexperienced reader!, strippers, grinding, mxm(if your squint), sexiness

Your friends birthday was today, and instead of being a normal birthday girl, she insisted on taking you and all of her friends on a surprise trip. And the shocker was, only she knew the location.

You weren’t a very open person. You were an extreme introvert, so going out with seven other girls wasn’t your cup of tea. However, you couldn’t say no to Janice. She had always been there for you, and you wanted to do the same. She told you to wear something sexy, and the only thing you had was an oversized sweater that reached past your thighs.

When Janice came to pick you up, she saw your outfit.

“Girl… what are you wearing?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, knowing what was behind those words.

“I’m a nerdy book girl. What makes you think I own anything sexy?”

“Take off your jeans. The sweater and a thong will do,”

Now, here you were, at a strip club, wearing an oversized sweater with panties. You walked at the end of the group, out of your element. Following them to a table, you sat, feeling awkward while they all talked adamantly about Bree’s ex. Wait. Which one is Bree?

You hadn’t been following the conversation, and Janice saw how nervous you were. She sat next to you, grabbing your hand.

“Don’t worry, I don’t like Bree, either,” she joked, making you scoff playfully at her. She always knew how to make you feel better, even if it was for a short while.

“The shows starting!” You heard one of the girls whisper as the lights dimmed slightly, the spotlight directed towards the two stages in front of you.

Janice chose a table directly in between the two stages, giving them a clear view of both worlds.

“Don’t be shy, y/n. They are paid to show off their bodies. It’s consensual,” she explained like you didn’t already know.

You still felt yourself shift uneasily. This wasn’t your type of scene, so you naturally wanted to turn away, even if there was no one on the stage yet.

The into to a slow song started, the color of the lights shifting to the darker side as multiple men appeared from behind the curtains. Most of them were barely wearing anything, half naked from the start. Your face immediately cringed, your eyes darting from each man to the ceiling and back, trying to look at each one. They were all different, but all the same at the same time. None of them looked to be around your age, which made you feel queasy.

Despite your internal objections, the girls at your table were all basically barking and foaming at the mouth, throwing bills at them when they got close. Your eye caught something in your peripheral, making you turn. And when you saw him, your heart dropped.

A man…no, a boy, walked down the aisle to the main stage, fully clothed. Perhaps bit too much for some of the woman’s taste, but for you, he was pure eye candy.

He was wearing black skinny jeans with tears at the knees, and a black tank top with a mess sleeve layered on top, tucked in and all held together with a thin leather belt. His neck was laced with jewelry, and his hair was unkempt, shaggy and pointing in every direction. His face pale but soft, his lips plush and his eyes hard, but beautiful.

He was so tall, but his walk was graceful. He looked reserved and dissatisfied as he looked around his current audience. It was almost like he was tired of being there, but it was all a facade. It was apart of the themed charm of the day.

Your attention was solely focused on this boy, and Janice noticed it too. You watched as he finally stopped, almost directly in front of you, and starts dancing to the song that sped up. His body rolled smoothly, making your mind wander to places it had never been before, making you squirm, now for another reason.

His hands caressed his body, groping himself in all the right places, earning a satisfying reaction from his audience. His hips thrusted at the perfect time with the song, his knees twisting slightly, making your breath hitch. The most enjoyable thing for you, though, would had to have been his facial expressions.

His straight mouth at the beginning was now open, his jaw opened as he was breathing hard. From what, you didn’t know. All you knew though, was that it was so hot. His hard eyes were now softened slightly as he looks around the room, but also focused on his movements. His messy hair now recked.

You noticed someone slightly younger than him come towards him, someone you didn’t notice before. They seemed to be the youngest employees here, you thought.

The boy had slanted eyes, and from where you were sitting, it almost looked like they were closed. You had to admit that he was also very attractive.

When the younger boy reached the stripper you had been watching, they met each other’s eyes before nodding, the younger boy stepping in front of the older, the song suddenly changing. The older grabbed the younger waist, grinding into his ass while they both made a blissed out expression. His head lolled back as the younger boy grinned, grinding harder into him before the older reached lower than his waist, groping his-

Woah.

You didn’t realize your jaw was open until you felt a Hand underneath your chin. Janice was smirking at you when you caught her gaze. You didn’t want to look away from the boys, but you did. Your body couldn’t handle anymore.

“Still regret coming with me?” She teased, making your red face hotter. “I know it’s my birthday and all, but I think my gift will be buying you a one on one room with him. What do you think?” She whispered to you, seeing your eyes widen comically.

“What? No! I’m not doing that. I’m the shy nerd book girl, remember? Besides, I’m not going to take your gift money for something like that,”

Next thing you knew, you were sitting in a private room waiting for the selected stripper. Your friend was choosing between the two boys you were so intently watching. You were hoping she would pick the mesh topped boy, but you also thought the fox-looking boy was attractive. Still, you were scared because you had no experience in literally anything. Not even kissing.

You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard the sound of the door knob twisting. You held your breath as you waiting to see the identity of the person coming from behind it, not releasing it when you saw your choice.

“Hey there, cutie,” he said, and you nearly melted from his angelic voice. It was something you wanted to listen to for the rest of the night, and that might just be what happens if you don’t make a fool of yourself.

“Hi,” your voice came out strained and nervous, making you mentally scold yourself.

“You okay?” He asks with a smirk, walking to where you’re sitting. “You look nervous.”

You grin stupidly at the comment, confirming his accusation. “Sorry, I’m not really…supposed to be here,” you said, looking anywhere but him. But all you wanted was to look at him. But his eyes…they observed every bit of you, making you feel vulnerable.

“What do you mean, pup?” He bends down to your level, his height difference making you feel something pool in your stomach.

“I’m supposed to be reading a book in my bed. Actually, I’d be asleep by now, if it weren’t for-“ before you could finish, his hand rested on your thigh, making you flush.

“A birthday? Yeah, the birthday girl came up to me and told me a whole bunch of things…specifically about you, pup,” He smiled, rubbing circles into the plush of your legs.

Every time he used that pet name, you felt a wetness between your thighs, sticking your panties to your core. “Oh dear god! What things?” Now you were alert and jerked slightly, making him rub circles counterclockwise.

“Nothing important. Just that this was your first time in a place like this. She thought you weren’t into it, but then she saw you looking at me. I was so honored that a pretty girl like you was watching me instead of the others,” his head tilted, leaning in slightly as he continued. “So she asked if I would be willing to give you a private show.”

By now you were unable to speak, shocked and horny as hell.

“So, I’ll start this slow. Since it’s your first time,” he squeezed your thigh twice before standing up, his figure looming over you. You pushed your legs together, hoping to quell the heat that had formed in between them.

“What do you want, pup?” He whispered, staring into your wide eyes, his whole demeanor changing so suddenly it gave you whiplash. Away was the sweet puppy look, now a hungry boy willing to please you any way you wanted.

“I…what’s your name?” You stutter, looking down after realizing he was probably expecting you to say something sexy. You scoffed at yourself before feeling him pull your gaze to his by your chin.

“My stage name is Puppym…but my name is Seungmin,” he answered, not letting you go. “And you?”

“Y/n,” you breathed, unable to escape from him any longer.

“What a beautiful name. I’ll take this slow, y/n. Let me know if you want me to stop,” He said, moving his hands to his belt, but before taking them off, he asked, “Can I touch you?” He grinned after seeings you nod immediately.

He threw his belt in the corner after taking it off, letting his pants drift down slightly. No skin showed, but the promise of it was exciting enough for you. You watched as he pushed his hands through his hair before coming to where you were sitting, straddling your lap with his legs. His hips started grinding without actually even touching you. All you could was watch as he danced suggestively, all intention pointed at you.

You felt how hot you were inside as your mind started thinking about what was underneath his sexy clothing, but was quickly redirected when he grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest.

You gasped, making him smirk, his legs brushing against yours. He slowly drifted your hand downwards. You could feel the phantom of muscles underneath the double layer, making you shiver, trying your best to imagine muscles on his petite figure. Finally, your hand rested on his waist, where he left it, moving his hand from yours.

“You okay, pup?” He teased, seeing you practically drooling over his minimal movements. He liked seeing how worked up you were. Such an innocent girl, him being the one to show her his world.

You let out a little, “mhm,” making him laugh. He stopped, moving back a little.

“Wanna see more?” He asked, grabbing at the hem of his mesh sleeves. You nodded, your eyes starting to gloss over. “Speak up, puppy.”

“Y-yes please, Minnie,” You said, surprising him. No one had ever called him that, but he loved the way it sounded coming from your lips. He watched as your hands grabbed at the sweater on your legs. It helped him see further up it.

He nodded, pulling it off in one quick motion. You pr breath hitches when you see his arms, the muscle lining his forearms made your mouth water. His collar bones protruded from his taught skin, the jewelry shimmering in the dim lighting of the private room. His tight tank top outlined his torso perfectly, letting you see the shadow of his abs that reached all the way down below his jeans. You swallowed.

He came back towards your again, now crouching down to sit on his knees in front of you. He placed his hands on your calves respectively, brushing against them so softly. A ghosts touch.

He , painfully slow, brought them up to your knees before grasping them from behind, pulling them apart quickly making you gasp.

He loved how you were reacting to him. Even though he wanted to fuck you into this cushion, it was against the rules to go that far. He knew that he needed to get your number after this so he could see you again. He had never been so into a private show as much as he was with this one. Never been attracted to one of his ‘fans’. He wanted you so bad. But he couldn’t go that far. But he would please you as much as he could before you had to leave.

His face leaned in closer to your core, stopping only to tease you with pepper kisses along the inside of your thighs. He even sucked a few marks into them before his fingers reached the end of the sweater, tugging at it in a silent question. lol you could do was nod, your breathing heavy and hot, cute whimpers leaving every once and a while.

He tapped your hip, making you lift them so he could push your sweater up. He squeezed your thighs twice, pushing them apart to view your pussy through your underwear. He moaned at the sight, your soggy cloth attached to you. He pressed a hard kiss to your covered folds, making your head fall back.

“Shh, puppy. Gotta keep quiet,” he said, placing another kiss against you. You squirmed, whimpering at his words.

He brought his fingers to feel the fabric, pushing them aside for a better view. He groaned, seeing the glistening slick that was spread against your folds. Licking a line up your pussy, your thighs instinctively came together, but he didn’t allow them to. He needed space if he wanted to please you properly, no matter how bad he wanted you to suffocate him with your cunt.

He sucked on your clit as he pushed a finger into you, making you moan. He tapped your leg with his other hand in warning, and you bit into your hand as he continued. He pumped into you a bit longer before adding another finger, slowly picking up his pace. Then, he curled them, hitting that spot within you that made you clench around him. Your sounds and his wet lapping was filling his senses, making his groan again. The vibrations to your clit are what made you snap, your orgasm rushing over you suddenly, your stomach clenching as you released, Seungmin there, ready to devour your essence.

After he pulled away, what you saw is something you would never forget. His beautiful face covered with your juices, a playful smile displayed, and blown irises in his cute eyes. “You okay?” He asked, rubbing circles into your thighs again.

“Yeah…” you answered, still trying to breathe properly again. You were hickory to find your bearings, lowering your sweater while Seungmin wiped his face clean. “Do you do that often?”

He looked back at you in surprise before answering.

“No. That was my first time eating someone out,” he said, making your heart stop. He continued. “We aren’t supposed to do that with customers. Just a dance and then leave, but…I don’t know. You’re adorable, and…Oh! Speaking of which, can I get your number?”

You just sat there for a moment, probably looking like an idiot, but your mind wasn’t working. You couldn’t even see the doubt that crept onto Seungmin features. Before you could take to long, however, you pulled out your phone suddenly, handing it to Seungmin.

“Give me yours, and I’ll message you? I know you’re working right now and everything, but once you get off, you’ll see my text,” You said with a smile, excited.

He did what you asked, dressing himself again before standing in front of your small frame. “I’m glad you came tonight,” He grinned, giving you a quick peck on the lips, grinning at your dumbfounded expression. “You’re so cute, y/n,” was the last thing he said before leaving.

When you returned to your friend, she asked you how it went.

“I’m so glad I came tonight,”