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This is my second ever ask in my 10 years of having Tumblr so please let me know if I’m saying this wrong or if this is rude 😅 but please could you do a felix or chan incredibly insanely darkly jealous a lot of breeding kink and rutting and c8ck dumb reader 😮‍💨😅😅 pretty please

“UNDER THE INFLUENCE” L. F.

Awe well I am honored to be your second ask here on tumble. I think I'll take Felix on this one...give him a bit more love in my post stream..

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Today was not supposed to end like this. You had no intention of being in a room alone with him -especially while you both were ‘working’- but here you are. Trembling and writhing as Felix had his fill of you.

It was a miracle that your makeup wasn’t smudged; thankfully, your hair wasn’t too messed up from its original wet and wavy look. No matter how many times Felix ran his fingers through it or if you pressed your head against the thin walls as shrouds of ecstasy hit you, it stayed modestly neat.

One less giveaway of what the two of you were getting up to in his dressing room.

“Felix…F-Felix th-that’s enough….Ahm!” You groan as quietly as possible, trying hard to not let anyone outside the room hear how amazing it feels to have your cunt devoured like there was no tomorrow. The blonde completely ignored your demand, swirling his tongue in quicker circles around your clit before delving into your dripping entrance.

He’d been at it for the past ten minutes at least, never letting you pull your hips away from his oddly rough grip, keeping your legs wide open as you sat on the -previously organized- makeup vanity. You felt terrible about doing such inappropriate things with a man you swore you’d never met all day.

All fucking day.

You’d refused to admit that Felix was your significant other to make the photo shoot between you and a male model less awkward. A small sacrifice you were both used to driving to keep your relationship concealed and stable, but for one reason or another, Felix felt a simmering rage when he heard you deny your ties to them.

He hated it so much that he’d been less approachable and friendly for the better part of the day.

The staff noticed Felix’s change, whispering about how on edge he was on and off camera-cordial to everyone like always- but noticeably annoyed. You’d seen it too, very concerned he wasn’t feeling well and convinced just checking on him during the staff hour-long lunch break wouldn’t do any harm to anyone.

Everyone except you.

Felix was not above taking his growing frustrations out on you. The instant you shut his dressing room door, he’d covered you, hands preemptively inching the bodice of your silk skirt to touch your bare skin underneath as he placed one fiery kiss on your lips after another. “Stop letting him touch what’s mine, angel,” he whispers into your parted lips, drinking in the immediate whimpers you let out in return.

“You can’t be serious, Lix. More than half of the shoot requires us to “

He rolled his eyes, smirking in disbelief at your attempt to reason with him, “Does it look like I fucking care. Either keep his hands off you, or I’ll ensure it myself.” The rare sight of anger adorned Felix’s gentle features, voice a rumbling whisper, and the combination propelled you into subspace within seconds. He was never this openly possessive. He’d pout or sulk if you didn’t give him attention occasionally, but this…

This was new.

It made you nervous under his gaze, rendering you speechless as he hugged you close, lips reconnecting to your own in another sequence of tender kisses as he walked you backward into the vanity. Your exposed back hit the mirror with a soft ‘thud’ and you flinched away from it. Felix brought you close to him, letting his warmth resolve your shivering and trailing his hands over the intricate details of your artistic bralette.

You pulled away, smiling proudly as Felix took a moment to admire your decorated breasts, eyes darkening with desire as you leaned back with a knowing smile on your face. “Like what you see, Liz?” You tease him, giggling softly as you turn your head to look at him through the reflection. He nods slowly, tongue poking one of his cheeks as he snakes an arm around your waist, closing the tiny gap between you two and effectively spreading your legs to frame his waist.

“You know I do, angel. Always will…” he mutters adoringly, placing a trail of heated kisses along your neck, shoulder, and finally, the curve of your breasts. He groaned in displeasure as he realized the material was intricately clasped, making it a hassle to remove and one less place on your body for him to play with.

Felix solves the dilemma quickly, licking a long stripe over each one before nipping at your skin until barely visible bruises are raised on your skin. Your face burned hot, lust seeping to panic as he marked what he knew to be his, and though it felt amazing, you knew he was inching you both towards exposure.

“Lix, please don’t…they’ll see those…mm,” you bit back a moan as he made another affliction, purposefully making it noticeable. You flinched against him, hands flying to claw into his shoulders, “That’s enough…” you moaned into his ear. The demand lost its edge as it slipped off your tongue, concern becoming a blur as Felix tangled a hand in your hair, pulling it so you had no choice but to let him stain your skin with as many love bites as he pleased.

Your brows knitted together as each one became more intense than the last, the arm around your waist holding you flush against him, adding to the mind-numbing pleasure he was inducing.

You tried one last time to reason with him, stuck in thralls of heat and logical thinking, “Felix…th-“

He cut you off immediately, devoid of any sympathy for your plight, and his authoritative tone made that abundantly clear.

“I don’t care,” he retorts, and you whine in response, “..But I do.”

Felix laughed dryly, inwardly amused by your signature pout but unsympathetic with your reasoning. “You shouldn’t,” he replies softly, bringing his hands to caress your face. You stared up at him lovingly, leering into his touch as he pecked your lips, the subtle hums of approval thundering in his chest, building the pool of heat in your core.

“I know, Lix….” You murmur into the kiss, feeling his hands drop to your thighs, giving them light-handed squeezes. You subconsciously roll your hips to get his touch closer to your dripping cunt. He smiles against your lips, chuckling at your eagerness and immediately giving in to you.

“Desperate little angel, aren’t we?” He teased you, discreetly slipping the many rings off his fingers as you nodded your head and let out a breathless “mhm” in response. Felix shifted your silky skirt to the side, draping the fabric off of your legs as he cupped your mound with one hand. He bit his plush bottom lip as your hips bucked into his hold. A sheer thong was the only thing keeping your soaked folds away from him, and he remedied the obstacle by pulling it to the side.

“Fuck…” you hiss as the cool air hits your exposed cunt, slick going ice cold as Felix prodded to skilled fingers past your entrance. “It’s a miracle you don’t have cum running down your leg, love. It must be so hard walking around this wet for me, yeah?” His voice carried so much weight, doubling down on your own pleasure as he fingered you at the slowest pace possible.

You were at a loss for words, thoughts, or any coherent reaction as he curled his fingers forward to hit your sweet spot. Felix wanted a verbal answer, not just the satisfying gratification your moans brought him, “Need to hear you, angel..or I’ll stop.” You shake your head in displeasure, blushing heavily as you rush a reply, words slurring into excited whimpers.

“Y-yes…s-Ahm….fuck Lix…y-yes you’re right….”

“Good girl…” he whispers, pumping his fingers faster and pressing your clit with the pad of his thumb. You yelp quietly, whining curses as a familiar tightening ramped up in your stomach, and you clenched around his fingers as a result.

Felix groaned vicariously, smirking wildly before withdrawing his hand. “N-no! Lix, please!” You nearly shout in agony at the loss of fullness, ready to cry as he drops to his knees, faking a frown as he comes face to face with your glittering core. “You’re being awfully loud for someone who doesn’t want to get caught, love.” His warm breath fans the slick entrance as he speaks, putting you in a daze that intensifies when he flicks his tongue against you.

“Don’t care anymore…jus’ wanna cum,” you mewl as he focuses on the task at hand, finding the rhythm to taste you with his tongue perfectly and urging you to cum in his mouth with every deliberate action.

His blonde hair tickled your thighs, low moans sending vibrations through you in waves and heightening the toll your climax took on you.

Felix refused to stop until your cunt was all he’d be able to savor for the rest of the day. You nearly fell forward on him in a state of elated exhaustion as he stood back up and kissed you deeply. Your eyes slid shut as the creaminess of your release and his spit seeped down your throat, a wanton moan spilling from you both as his tongue danced with yours, and your hands traveled up to grip his hair.

“Careful…” he grunts, the sound giving way to an altered whine. You pull the blonde strands harder, lips connecting to his jawline and making your own mark on his tan skin. He reaches for his belt, glad his outfit wasn’t nearly as complicated as your own, and a sigh of relief comes out as a sharp exhale through his nose the moment his cock springs free.

You smile against his skin, eyes trailing down to get a view of it, “You’re such a hypocrite,” you taunt him. Amused to see how affected Felix was by the mere thought of another man laying his hands on you.

He groans, muttering a semblance of disagreeable words before shoving you back with gentle force. The conjoined feeling of the cold mirror hitting your heated skin and the instantaneous contact of his throbbing shaft gliding up and down your glittery folds has your back arching as ripples of pleasure course through you.

Felix drops his head to the crook of your neck, a few strands of his hair ghosting your skin as he places featherlight kisses. “Lix..” you mumble lowly, unable to think straight as he breathes in your scent, his hands grazing down your spine as he does.

“Promise me he won’t touch you again,” he whispers in your ear, his hips pausing, the tip of his cock inching into you ever so slightly. You whined loudly, head lulling back as your brows furrowed in frustration, one hand slipping from his tousled hair to clasp around his throat. Every breath he took raised his Adam’s apple, your thumb gingerly baring down the muscle as you shook your head slowly.

“I can’t..please don’t make me,” you plead for a compromise, but Felix disregards the refusal, pushing into your cunt inch by inch, torturing the both of you with the long-awaited security your fluttering walls would impose on him. “Yes, yes you can…you will. Promise me, sweetheart. Open your pretty mouth and swear to me that you’re all mine..” Felix shifted between pleading and demanding, eyes flickering from your expression of pure ecstasy as he sunk all the way into you to the space where you two connected.

A train of thought no longer existed for you as he pulled out slowly, slamming back so harshly that the vanity quivered from the subtle force. Your mouth fell open, eyes rolling in earnest bewilderment the rougher Felix got. “Fucking answer me…,” he groans, burying his cock in you, and refusing to move until you stuttered out a response.

Work be dammed. Telling some random guy to keep his hands to himself for the next few hours paled in comparison to your need to cum….and was honestly a task you’d do whether Felix was coercing it out of you or not.

So, as much as you cared for professionalism…it’d have to take a backseat to whatever emotion he was dragging you into now.

“I. I promise it won’t happen again…I promise, Lix…” You didn’t care how pathetic you sounded, past the point of modesty and clinging to Felix for dear life as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. Your chest pressed into his, the intricate details on your bra chilling his burning skin and prompting him to hold you there with an arm snaking around your waist.

He fisted the sheer material of your skirt, almost ripping through it as he tugged it higher, nails digging into your skin possessively, and you winced in pain as he brought his lips to your ear again. “Hm, does it hurt, angel?” He asks, feigning concern, and the contrast of the sweet gesture amid brutality made your head spin endlessly. “Y-yes,” you huffed as a moan built in your throat, quickly slipping out as he shifted one of your legs up and around his lean waist. The adjusted angle drew a surprised cry from you, cunt gripping every ride and vein of his cock as he took advantage of the position. He was bruising your sweet spot with an intensity and speed you’d never experienced before.

Felix was generally endearingly romantic and rarely this aggressive with you. Seeing, well, witnessing this side of his character was an edge for you on its own.

You were surprised that you managed to hold out this long without cumming and even more taken aback by the steady stream of arousal pooling on the vanity beneath you. Felix noticed it too, cock twitching inside you as pride flooded his system, “You’re making such a mess, pretty girl… does it feel that good?” He grinned triumphantly when you nodded without hesitation, hips rolling to meet his thrusts at an even pace for as long as possible.

“Gorgeous, so…fucking gorgeous..” he praises your every reaction, running a hand down the expanse of your torso, stopping to press down where you could feel his cock the most. You blushed as the applied pressure emphasized exactly where Felix was inside you.

The coil in your core teetered on the verge of snapping, your hands disappearing underneath the hem of his designer dress shirt, and your manicured nails scratched into his toned torso. The simple action caused Felix to buck his hips and wrap his free hand in your hair as he brought you into an open-mouthed kiss. It was sloppy, void of any decency, as the both of you chased your high at the expense of the other.

You clawed at his skin, moaning louder as the knot in your stomach begged to loosen for the third time in a row. He stared into your dreamy gaze, reading the warning in them as he held your head close to his.

Felix wanted nothing more than to etch this very moment into your mind for the rest of the day -your life. The thought of you walking around, filled to the brim with his cum as you posed for one picture after the next plagued his conscious, and undid the last link of reason for him.

“Fuck this,” he snapped, brows furrowing with determination as he pulled out of you, and slid you off the vanity to bend you forward on it instead. Thankfully, you caught yourself in time, too dazed to stop him from kicking your legs apart, and reentering you from behind. “Felix…” you groan exasperatedly, shuddering as his cock stretched your cunt with ease, causing a thin drip arousal to slide down your inner thighs.

The blonde leaned over you, a hand resting on the curve of your back as he returned to his pace from earlier. Sweat starts to build on his tan skin, a concentrated expression adorning his angelic features as he pounded into you.

Blank.

Your mind was entirely blank the longer he bullied his cock against your sensitive womb and the tension mounting in your body multiples exponentially as he lowered himself to speak in your ear lowly.

“This is where you belong, angel. Just like this, with me, an no one else understand?”

You nodded weakly, fighting back tears as the urge to cum from the sound of his voice tempted you.

It’d only take one more possessive word from him -paired with that salacious smile on his face- to unravel you. Felix was at his end, too, eyes sliding close as the precision of his thirst became a tenuous blur.

“You think he’d use you this well, love?” He slurs the question, unintentionally pulling your hair as he snaps his hips harder. “No…”you sigh deliriously, reaching a hand to run through his hair and bring him in for a heated kiss, while the other latched against the mirror to hold you steady under his weight as the knot in your core spiraled loose.

“That’s it….angel, fuck, you feel so good…” Felix doesn’t even try to be discreet, zoned in on the way your cunt gushes on his cock, greedily taking the hot ropes of cum he releases. Oxygen alludes to you for a few seconds, an overbearing heat rushing through you and your body quivering in the aftershock.

You looked divine. Unreal even. That pleased smile on your lips as you giggled shamelessly only added to the glow you emitted in your shared highs.

“He won’t touch me again, Lix..” you panted softly, smiling more expansive as you clung to him tiredly and laid your head on his shoulder.

He understood then. Why he’d felt so stricken with jealousy over you the whole day. Yes, he loved you, but the underlying notion that no one else knew it angered him.

What good would it do him not to try and claim you, at least? If fucking you into the bliss of oblivion was what needed to be done….he could make that sacrifice.

Felix kissed the top of your head, grinning as you whined defeatedly as he shifted his hips to settle his cock further into you, “See, that wasn’t so hard to agree to, now was it, love?”

You pout, raising your head to glare at him playfully, “No….but now the stylists will have to cover me in two layers of foundation!”

Felix raised a brow, gently rolling his hips into again, and you melted underneath him at the overstimulation. “Who said we were done, angel?” He asks, smiling at your fucked out reflection shifting to a look of desperation. You opened your mouth to say something but the words died in your throat, replaced by a broken moan as he gradually pumped his length past your tender walls, spreading his cum over them, and edging you both to another round.

This was not how your day was supposed to go, but there was no fight left in you, and certainly not enough left to refuse being stuffed full with Felix’s cum for the next thirty minutes.

Felix chuckled at the sight of you accepting your fate, subconsciously rocking your hips back to meet his, and welcoming the oncoming warmth of his accumulating releases.

Maybe making him jealous could be your new favorite hobby….

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This one was fun. I'm kind of proud of how it came out too....my editing is getting better hehe.

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Credits to owner 🖤 FYI if I met him and he made a joke I’d start laughing the same way zendaya was cracking up everytime Tom holland opened his mouth….i mean how else am I gonna convince Felix he’s my soulmate lmao 🖤

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you have a crush on him, he feels nothing. you’d do anything as long as you get to spend time with him, he takes it for granted. but even those who have feelings for someone can reach their limit, and hyunjin is the only one to blame.

↬pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader

↬genre: social media au, angst, fluff, pining, unrequited love, slow burn, college au, dance major hyunjin, art major reader

↬warnings: eventual written parts (w), mentions of sex, mentions of alcohol, +18 content (minors dni!!)

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🌼 part one — coffee

🌼 part two — the new jeongin

🌼 part three — tickets

🌼 part four — third wheeling

🌼 part five — definitely nothing

🌼 part six — devil on my shoulder

🌼 part seven — one time thing (w)

🌼 part eight — unbelievable

🌼 part nine — booty call

🌼 part ten — walk of shame (w)

🌼 part eleven — wingwoman

🌼 part twelve — loving love

🌼 part thirteen — spasm

🌼 part fourteen — spotlight

🌼 part fifteen — psycho (w)

🌼 part sixteen — nothing important

🌼 part seventeen — double date

🌼 part eighteen — ultimate nerd

🌼 part nineteen — dreamlike (w)

🌼 part twenty — snitch

🌼 part twenty one — kicked out

🌼 part twenty two — faithful

🌼 part twenty three — raincheck

🌼 part twenty four — fling

🌼 part twenty five — again

🌼 part twenty six — busy

🌼 part twenty seven — closure (w)

🌼 part twenty eight — code red

🌼 part twenty nine — (not) okay

🌼 part thirty — local cliché

🌼 part thirty one — open secret

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Alice in Borderland

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Niragi:

"..and a happy New Year"

"A helping hand (Part 1)"

"A helping hand (Part 2)"

"Sweet Distractions"

"Marking the territory"

"Other places, familiar faces"

Hatter:

"Love that lets go (Part 1)"

Aguni:

"Love that lets go (Part 1)"

Arisu:

"One too many"

Karube:

"One too many"

Chishiya:

"Keep on coming back (Part 1)"

"Other places, familiar faces"

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"Starstruck"

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Alice in Borderland characters and a bimbo/himbo y/n

Alice in Borderland Valentine's Day hc's

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Alice in Borderland characters when they're too big for you

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Alice in Borderland characters when they're too big for you, part 2

Alice in Borderland characters when they're too big for you: Kuzuryu

Some Niragi brainrot

Chishiya reacting to being cheated on

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Stupid memes I make when I can't write:

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Sweet Home

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"If you don't know where you're going..":

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"If you don't know where you're going.."

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My name

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All of us are dead

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"Where you belong (Part 1)"

"Where you belong (Part 2)"

"Sweeter than revenge"

"Behind closed doors (Part 1)"

"Behind closed doors (Part 2)"

"Mismatched (Part 1)"

"Joke's on you, my friend (Part 1)"

"Pretty in pink"

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"Anti-romantic"

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"Mismatched (Part 1)"

"Intertwined"

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Going on a museum date with All of us are dead characters

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All of us are dead boys reacting to you telling them you're pregnant

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High&low

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"That's what I like"

Smokey:

"Where the heart is"

Murayama

"New Territory (Part 1)"

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part one. a thump in the night

part two. connected

part three. the truth (un)told

side story

sick day pt. 1 | pt. 2

extras

moodboard

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CALLING SKZ “BABY” FOR THE FIRST TIME

including; bang chan, hwang hyunjin, lee felix, lee minho, jisung han , kim seungmin, yang jeongin, seo changbin

genre; fluff + slight suggestiveness + tiny bit of angst :))

BANG CHAN scanned through his phone, reviewing a testing clip captured for a specific song he’d been immersed in lately. meanwhile, you busied yourself next to him with the channels of the tv in his dorm to then disappear into the depths of the pantry, searching for snacks. “mmm baby? do you want me to make a salad?” you hummed, licking your lips as you hastily glanced at chris. upon using the unfamiliar nickname, chan stalled, looking up with surprised eyes. those eyes he once garnered small stretching quite wide for the opposing statement. “baby..?” he muttered, testing the word on his tongue. “yes baby, would a salad be okay?” you brushed off his reaction with a sly smile, knowing full well of your actions. however the moment you turned around, big, warm arms fit snug around your waist, the man breathing in your scent with a sigh of satisfaction. “don’t be saying things like that, i wasn’t prepared.” he grunted, rocking back and forth on his toes. “okay baby.” you chortled, chan staring defiantly. “c’mon seriously?”

HYUNJIN pushed the cart alongside you, curiously shoving his nose into each item as he scanned over the ingredients like a disoriented mother. “jinnie, don’t get left behind.” you called, finally grasping the man’s attention only for him to speedily scamper back to your side. the trip arriving short, waiting patiently as the cashier price checked each item. “alright, enjoy your evening.” the kind woman ushered, you beginning to sling the grocery bags along your arms with a soft beckon to hyunjin who was once again into something. “jinnie, baby, help me out with these.” and can i tell you how fast this llamas head snapped up i might just crash. absolutely dumbfounded. then proceeded to dance around quietly, then quiet, then to your aid. the entire ordeal was adorably terrifying. “i’m baby now?” he closed the car door, lifting brows at you. “you’ve always been baby.” you laughed at his hollering reply. “this is an upgrade!” he cheered, leaning in to gently kiss your lips happily. “so cute.” he cooed at your blissful afterglow. nonetheless, still hyunjin, always.

FELIX sat on the blanket sprawled on the green furnished ground the park chosen remaining deserted. sun glittering overhead with an evergreen glow. he looked breathtaking ( as per usual ) even more so in this lighting. “i’m so jealous.” he honed that concerned expression in your directions due to your words. “what is it?” felix rested his chin on his hand, focused on your face intently. god, he was so pretty. “i mean, you’re just so beautiful and nice and i feel like i’m not even close. like i’m not enough. i don’t deserve you baby.” his brows knit firstly, then flustered blinking. “hey gorgeous, don’t ever think that about yourself, let me show you. especially since i’m your baby.” your hands instinctively curling into his blonde hair, head leering back at the contact that sent you into a dizzy haze. “fe—lix—“ you dragged out, falling back onto the blanket with a sleepy giggle. “see? you’re my everything. don’t forget it.” “baby.” he added, a peck to your cheek serving as a reminder. drowning in his endless love.

MINHO took this early morning to take you to the cat shelter, a place he’d visit regularly to either drop off donations or just visit. the man easily charmed by just how adorable you were when speaking to the cats, voice heightening in pitch happily. however, with this visit in mind he wasn’t expecting to hear you call him baby. the words rolling so effortlessly off your tongue. “baby, look at this one—don’t you think soonie doongi and dori need another friend?” you insisted, hoisting the kitty gently towards him with puppy eyes ( as he liked to call them ). he knit his brows, looking from the cat to you thoughtfully. “if you call me baby again i might consider.” he added teasingly, smirk tugging at his cheeks. “yes! fine then baby, can we get this kitty?” you flushed cheerily, puffing your chest with pride. “since you said it so nicely, yes. now i’ll have four kitties in the house.” he stifled a chuckle at your frown of dismay— bugging. “i told you not to call me that.” you huffed. “but it’s true, you are my kitty.” — “in your dreams.”

HAN being han seemed the type to right off the bat begin using pet names, one of those being baby. but actually, he was nearly the opposite. worried he’d cross an unwanted line, he waited patiently for the occasion. but for you to start first? unexpected; but definitely not disappointing. back against his chest on the couch was a nice way to spend the evening, lazily scrolling on your phones with no motives whatsoever. “how does honey chicken sound?” you questioned innocently, han giving your hips a small squeeze. “honey chicken sounds soooo yummy~” he licked his lips, that familiar unconscious goof-ball of a quokka shining through always. “ahhh baby your arms are too tight—i’m gonna get bruises.” you hissed, the man immediately releasing his grasp; leaning his body to look at you in disbelief. “baby? who?” you burst into a fit of giggles, the quokka still in awe. “you silly.” you beamed, capturing his cheeks in your hands to land a soft smooch on his nose. his face turned so pink in little to no seconds. “nooo you’re my baby~~” he babied, rolling over with you on the couch to smother you in hugs. over the moon.

SEUNGMIN was nervous, extremely nervous to introduce nicknames. so of course being the traditional and kind hearted boyfriend he was he confronted you about the dilemma. “so you’re saying you want to use nicknames for each other?” you tilted your head, biting back a smile. he was just so cute, all red and fidgety as if giving a letter to his crush. it reminded you of when he’d confessed, all hushed and melty. so cute. “yes..” he mumbled, eyes darting to the floor anxiously. “that sounds fun! i’m glad you talked to me about it. which ones should we use.. there’s so many.” you gasped, excitement fitting to your nerves at just how much opportunity stood before you. “i need to think of some good ones.” you licked your lips, seated on the bed in conversation. “cutie.. honey.. baby..” meanwhile, the black haired man in front of you was dissipating into a puddle of mush. this nicknames were killing him. “what? do you like baby?” you interjected, his face hidden into his hands. “i’ll take that as a yes baby.” he groaned in response.

I.N argued proficiently, enough to where he’d win no matter what. that was, the stupid arguments you’d get in. this one, on a lovely sunday morning, consisted of shouting at what name fit jeongin. the two runner up names were either baby bread or foxINy. however, jeongin was resilient, convinced that foxINy was better. “no! baby bread is much more gentle and fun.” you crossed your arms, pouting. it took a lot of strength for the fox to not coddle you and your adorable face. “look here, baby bread is obviously superior. i mean it can be used so many different ways like ‘bread’ or ‘baby-.’” you began, facial features contorting in a sly array. “exactly, baby.” I.N stalled, eyes round as saucers. “you win.” he blurted, waddling to you in need of a hug. unable to stop his heart from beating obnoxiously. “i think i can hear your heart from here.” you whispered, he only snuggled deeper into your shirt.

CHANGBIN acted high and mighty, although you were fully aware of his caring and affectionately needy side as well. those moments revealed when you hurt yourself, cry, or late nights. generally no in between. you were both playing around in the studio, taking a short break to dance around the plush dwaekki in your hands happily. spearb dropped down on the couch aimlessly, gazing at your enamored expression with satisfaction—to him, you were the enamoring one. “this. dwaekki. is. precious.” you nearly exploded with a love struck arrow, poking through your chest stubbornly. positively swooning. “it’s my baby now.” hugging the grumpy plushie to your chest, you caught the real dwaekki’s attention. “ah, but don’t be jealous, you’re my real baby.” your eyes almost sparkling in the dimmed lighting. changbin was doomed. the things you did to him. he coughed, ears dusting rose. you noticed. “what’re you talking about.” he reprimanded, head turned to avoid your watchfulness. “shhh i told you not to be jealous.” you straddled his lap, finger upon his lips. “when was i ever jealous.” he rolled his eyes. “now you are.” wiggling your brows childishly in his direction. “of the dwaekki? seriously?” you casted him one last grin. “yes, of the dwaekki baby.”

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Boyfriend Texts 4 - SKZ OT8

Synopsys: text from bf!skz when they are drunk.

Warnings: none, I think?

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