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Omg I NEED another part

the boy is mine

pairing married line dilf stray kids (seperate) x fem reader synopsis in which their wives learn of the real reason her husband wants to divorce herᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ⊹cw/ tw cheating, morally grey characterization of the dilfs, mentions of miscarriages, mention of child abuse wc 6k

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mocha note don’t make me BAD, bad addicted to you, once we've started, you must be mine 😋😋 i’m sorry i’ve just listening to taste on repeat for the past few days an this part has me going insane, i’m crying why is this exactly 6k words on the dot

୨୧ hyunjin

Life without Y/n seemed- no was so unfulfilling, it felt incomplete, the boys were so upset that they refused to eat anything that wasn’t Y/n’s cooking leading Hyunjin to have to remember recipes and dishes that the woman made to satiate his kids

Hyori wasn’t any better, she had began teething and no matter what Somi nor Hyunjin tried, the girl would scream for hours until she screamed herself to sleep, it was noticeable to everyone, the Hwang’s needed Y/n

While the kids showed their hearts on their sleeves, Hyunjin may have been the worst of them all, his heart genuinely felt like there was a Y/n sized hole missing, and it was all his fault

There was always a huge possibility that Y/n would end up pregnant, he never wore condoms and she wasn’t on any type of birth control, if anything he should’ve been prepping for the inevitable baby sooner

He couldn’t help but cry at the idea of the woman who he and his kids loved dearly, leaving and cutting them out of her life for good, not only that, preventing the new Hwang baby from getting to know its father and siblings

But Hyunjin forgot, one rather major detail, the whole reason that made him lose him mind at the knowledge of his mistress being pregnant, and it was his own wife, Somi

Somi may have been distant, but she wasn’t dumb, she knew that something was going on with her husband and the nanny because, while the kids being upset with her leaving had plenty reasons to be understandable, it didn’t make sense for Hyunjin to be devastated

Somi wasn’t going to say anything to reveal that she knew, it wasn’t her can of worms to open and if he was man enough to cheat, he would have to man up and be man enough to tell

“Come on Jaejae, can you please just eat? It’s literally your favorite” Somi watched as the boy threw the bowl of cinnamon toast crunch across the room screaming for his llama, feeling overwhelmed and annoyed with her youngest son, Somi sent him to his bedroom

“If you don’t like something you don’t throw it, am I clear young man?” Hyungjae stormed off, screaming about how he wanted llama, and that made the baby of the house scream as well, and much to her surprise, the oldest son began to whine too, talking about how not having Y/n wake him up hurt his heart

“Oh my god, can you all stop crying? Y/n will be back, stop screaming before I put you guys in timeout” Somi grabbed her youngest daughter who strongly detested her, and sobbed louder, making the already annoyed woman, pissed

So she placed the now ten month old down in her seat, screaming for her husband to deal with their kids because she couldn’t, not only were they all screaming, they weren’t listening to her which was something she hated more than off brand designer bags, there was almost nothing she hated more than off brand bags

Hyunjin walked in, calming his sons down and picking Hyori up from her high chair, and while her crying failed to stop, it definitely went down some decibels “I got it Somi, just go, it’s not like you’re home anyways”

Somi scoffed, not liking how she caught a stray from her husband, in fact she was mad he was acting like he didn’t know why their kids where so fussy, and while she had no filter, she wasn’t going to have that talk in front of her kids

“We’ll talk Hwang, I need to have a word with you”

That talk would come three days later, the kids refused to settle down and so Hyunjin’s parents came to pick them up so that the overwhelmed parents could have some time to themselves

But with the way Somi stared at Hyunjin with her eyes slanted with disdain, Hyunjin started to believe that he would have three Hyori’s screaming rather than be alone with his wife

“I want a divorce”

Somi said it so quickly and calmly that Hyunjin almost believed that he misheard the older woman, but when his eyes looked down on the papers that she slammed on their kitchen table, he knew that she was serious

“What why?” Hyunjin wasn’t upset, in fact he was happy that she was the one who filed, her signature was already on the papers, and all he had to do was place his, but it seemed so sudden from her end

“I know you’ve been fucking Y/n- wait let me finish i’m not done speaking damn’it, but i’m not mad, matter of fact i’m more mad that you made a pregnant woman leave, why did she leave Hyunjin?”

Hyunjin sighed “She told me that she was pregnant and I didn’t handle it like I should’ve, I said some things that in hindsight were fucking awful and shitty, it was not my brightest moment, and I wish I could tell her that I was sorry”

Somi gasped, shocked that her husband would ever do something like that, so she did the only thing she could think to do, smack him. Somi reeled her hand back, connecting it with so much vigor that Hyunjin let out a meek scream, shocked “I can’t believe you’d get a woman pregnant and then treat her like that, you’re an asshole Hwang”

Hyunjin began stuttering, hand cradling his cheek as he reeled in from the searing pain, confused as to how she was informed of the pregnancy and then it sunk it, she was in the house when Y/n told him and she could’ve heard the entire exchange

“She left her pregnancy tests in her bathroom, and I haven’t been the one fucking you Hyunjin, but we’ve been married for awhile, I know what you look like after sex” Hyunjin gulped, not knowing how to handle this situation

“All I want from this divorce is the car you gave me, you can have full custody, the houses, and your money, I don’t want anything else except freedom and I can’t have that being a mom of three and your wife”

Somi spoke with so much eloquence that Hyunjin was feeling bad about doing this to her, he felt bad that he couldn’t love her like she deserved and even though she wasn’t showing her emotions, he felt that it had to hurt

“I’m not hurt Hyunjin, stop looking at me like that, i’m serious, I don’t care, but you need to make it up to that poor girl, she’s pregnant and is the only person who those rascals listen to, if you don’t make it up they will hate you for the rest of your life”

Hyunjin sighed, finally feeling the urge to speak “But I am still confused, what do you get out of this Somi? I know you said you don’t care, but why would you only bring out divorce papers now”

Somi smiled, flipping her hair over her shoulder before shrugging “I was cheating on you first, and the man i’m with doesn’t want kids, so I couldn’t divorce you until I had a good enough reason because the judge would grant me 50/50, and now that you got another woman pregnant, and i’m the spouse who’s kid prefer the damn mistress, the judge is going to give me what I want”

In all the years that Hyunjin known Somi, he had never seen his wife like this, and with the new information that she was cheating first and fell out of love too made him feel less shitty “So you waited until I gotten another woman pregnant so that she could mother the kids?”

Somi agreed, telling him that she knew that he would inevitably get another person pregnant since his pull out game was weak, and his sperm was highly fertile “I don’t know wether to be offended or not” Somi rolled her eyes, shoving the papers into his hands

“Less talking more signing Hwang” Hyunjin rolled his eyes, skimming through the packet and noting that she was telling the truth, the only thing she wanted out of this divorce was her g-wagon and no custody, she was fine leaving the kids to their father

“I don’t know wether to be relieved or concerned that you don’t want anything to do with the kids, they’re yours too” Somi scowled, waving her hand dismissively “Would you rather me take full custody, the houses, your money, and post the fact that you got the nanny pregnant?”

Hyunjin winced, if it got out that he cheated on his wife with a younger woman who took care of their kids, the media would have a field day with it and his kids would see the dog that the media paints their father as when they get a social media presence

“Noted” Hyunjin flipped to the pages where he needed to sign, and hastily signed his signature, making a smile form against Somi’s face as she celebrated about the fact she was finally free

“I hope all is well between you and the girl, she loves those kids, so she’ll be back, but don’t do something stupid where you’re going to ruin your life and your kids, that baby needs a father and mother Hyunjin, and i’m sorry that I couldn’t be the mother that our kids needed, but i’m thankful you found- well that I found Y/n, but i’m thankful you found love in her”

Hyunjin stared at Somi, lips parted and gaping as he tried to figure out what to say, it wasn’t every day that your wife was happy that you got another woman pregnant, and it wasn’t everyday that she supported said pregnancy

“I’m going to stay until I get all my stuff out, but i’ll be out of your hair before long, i’m also taking our sheets, I haven’t seen any like that and I love the design, you don’t need them anyways”

Hyunjin’s face contorted into one of amusement, she wasn’t actually upset and wearing a mask, she was just happy that she could finally leave, living her own life and only then did Hyunjin realize how unfair life has been to her

Hyunjin and Somi met while he was 19 and still in his freshman year of college, Somi was 28 and was living the bachelorette life, according to Hyunjin’s parents, she was a wild child all her life and they didn’t want her to waste her child bearing years, so what did they do?

They arranged a relationship between Hyunjin and Somi, being “together” for nine years before her parents were upset at their being no children, so much to her dismay, she was pregnant and married all in the same year, and as if that wasn’t enough, they kept pestering the woman to have more and more

Somi felt trapped, and Hyunjin accidentally played into it, instead of helping her, he made it worse by getting the woman pregnant everytime he felt like it, and while he was mourning the miscarriages that would’ve gave him more children before Hyori was born, Somi on the other hand was chided by her own parents and he had accidentally missed it because of his own feelings, and now that he’s realizing this years later only made him feel more guilty

Somi never wanted to marry and she never wanted kids, but Hyunjin got her pregnant six times and had her give birth to three of their children, and the thought of him ruining her life couldn’t help but bring tears to his eyes

“I’m sorry” While the two worded sentence wouldn’t ever be enough to justify what had happened to her in the two decades years they’ve been together, they had been a start and it brought an elated smile to Somi’s face, a smile that he hadn’t seen in over a decade

“I forgive you, being honest, I could have always left but I didn’t want to leave you with the boys on your own” Hyunjin sniffled, opening his arms to embrace Somi because while he hasn’t felt love for her since the her pregnancy with Hyungmin, and in introspection, he hasn’t ever loved her, leaving the both of them in an uncomfortable loveless decades long relationship

“I’m sorry for everything Somi, take care and whatever you do, know that i’ll be here for you” The grip from their hug only tightened, so many emotions and words that needed to be said, were being said without a word leaving either one of them

“I’m closing the chapter on us, so I don’t think i’ll ever contact you again, but if the boys want to talk when they get older, i’m open to that” Somi pulled away, lacing her fingers with his in a platonic hold, this was the end of their marriage, and the beginning between Y/n and him

…

Despite having agreed to the mutual settlement of the divorce, the only thing that was left was telling the boys that there would no longer be anymore daddy and mommy together, and mommy wouldn’t be able to care for them anymore

Hyunjin agreed that leaving Hyori with his parents was the smarter option, and they would also not inform her parents of their split, if they ever asked why they didn’t hear from them anymore, Hyunjin would tell them that she was abroad for work

It wasn’t like they called for anything else other than to pester Hyunin about how he should be be raising the kids since he was man, and chiding the man for being in touch with his femininity at his “old age” Hyunjin wasn’t sure why they were concerned with what he wore and how he styled his hair and makeup since none of that had to do with their daughter, but now he realized that in hindsight, they didn’t give a fuck about anything except power

After realizing that, he also added another condition into the divorce papers which was “Myung Somi’s biological parents have no rights to the children, these rights include no claim to file charges against either party under their grandparent rights, babysitting, visitation, and showing up to their place of education, without Mr. Hyunjin Hwang’s explicit permission”

“Me and your mother are divorcing” The two boys were staring at one another, confused about what was just said to them since they’ve never heard anyone around them use that word

“Hyunjin you idiot, they obviously don’t know what that means” Somi rolled her eyes, looking at the two boys who thankfully looked more like their father rather than her “What your daddy means is that I won’t live here anymore and that it’ll only be you guys, him and your llama in the house”

Somi was trying her best to be loving, which clearly shocked the boys “So you’re leaving again?” Hyungmin titled his head when he asked his and Somi nodded, confirming his question “Oh so it’s going back to normal then, okay so when’s llama coming back I have to ask her something”

Hyungjae not understanding the situation but seeing that his brother was happy and talking about llama caused him to smile and celebrate, which shocked the two adults who were staring at one another

“I’m leaving for a long time, you guys won’t see me” The boys ignored her which made her roll her eyes and look at her soon to be ex husband “I told you the boys liked her better, just wait until they learn that they’ll get another sibling from their beloved llama”

Hyunjin shushed the woman, not wanting to get their hopes up about a baby from the woman who wasn’t answering his texts nor calls about the matter, but as he stared at his boys who were enjoying the idea of having their llama back, he knew that his heart would be complete the moment she came home

If she came home

“Okay so when are you leaving and when is llama going to be back” Hyungmin didn’t mean to be rude, but Somi couldn’t help but dramatically roll her eyes at her sons blantant dismissal

“She’ll be home soon, she loves all of you, and she misses you guys even more” Despiye talking to the two boys in front of her, her eyes looked at Hyunjin when she finished, reassuring him that she knew that Y/n still loved him

Hyunjin couldn’t help but laugh at his situation, his ex- wife was reassuring him about the mistress who he knocked up during their marriage, but he wouldn’t ask questions, it could’ve been so much worse but luck was finally in his favor

Now all his luck had to do now was bring the love of his life back to his kids, back to him, back home

୨୧ felix

Felix felt like an idiot

Correction, he was feeling the effects of his idiocy for how he treated Y/n the other night. Even though all he wanted to was apologize for telling her the news so abruptly, he knew that he shouldn’t, the moment that he saw her, he would fold, and he promised his wife to try to work on their relationship for the baby

But he couldn’t help but walk by the bustling cafe, attempting to catch glimpses of the owner, but always falling short because it seemed like Y/n hired someone to work the register, which meant she was spending her time in the kitchen, or in her office, and wether he wanted to admit it or not, it was his fault for the abrupt change

All in all the worst side effect of him breaking up with the woman was how Flora handled the news of never going back to Y/n’s cafe. Felix sat Flora down and told the five year old that they were no longer welcome to visit, and while Felix knew it was far from her fault that she couldn’t visit her favorite cafe, he knew that she was too young to know the truth, so he had to settle on telling the little girl a white lie

That white lie being that Y/n was mad at him and that they had to find a new cafe, and of course, Flora took the news awful, she screamed until her mother told her to shut up which also made Felix feel awful, he couldn’t stand the situation he put himself into

It was fully his fault to do things like this and now that he looked back at what Y/n said, she was right, Bitna was an awful mother to Flora and if the way she yelled at a five year old to shut up or else she would get hit was any indication, then trying to work things out with her would never work

Flora began sobbing, having never heard her mother yell at her in such an aggressive manner which seemed to anger the woman even more, because she grabbed her louis vuitton handbag, and stormed out with Felix’s keys to his benz

His eye twitched, he wasn’t sure if he even wanted to work on the marriage anymore, and it seemed that the relationship was only furthering to deteriorate, he was beginning to feel the brunt of his actions, he was an idiot

“Flora come here baby” The girl screamed, yelling that she hated her father for getting banned from the cafe, running into her room and slamming the door, instead of his wife who would nag about their daughter being disrespectful, he sighed, leaving the girl alone because she had every reason to be upset with him, it was his fault after all

He walked into the living room, thankful it placed right in front of Flora’s door so that he could keep an eye on the girl for when she inevitably stormed out for lunch, but sighed for the umpteenth time, reaching for his phone to call his wife to ask her where she was, being honest he didn’t care about her, but the baby that she was carrying

Only for her to hang up and not answer his phone, it wasn’t uncommon for her to do this, hell she did this everytime she didn’t get her way, but Felix assumed that she would stop since he requested her too when she begged him to work on their relationship

“Fuck me” His fingers lingered over a photo, a selfie from a month back that captured his arm around Y/n as she held up Flora who was smiling with brownie batter caked on her face and teeth, it was taken after one of Flora’s recitals and as a lovely gesture, Y/n had decided to bake her a batch of “princess brownies” but before she could even deposit the batter in the tray Flora stuck her fingers in it

He wanted to cry, the more and more he told himself that he was doing the right thing, the more than he felt that he wasn’t, he missed Y/n and she definitely didn’t want to see him which should’ve made him happy, but it did the opposite

He should’ve listened, instead of trying to be the handy manny guy from Flora’s favorite show, and trying to fix a marriage that couldn’t be fixed, he should’ve been building a new one with Y/n, one that he alongside his daughter would be able to flourish in

A single tear fell past his eye and in mere seconds, it turned into full on crying, his life was ruined and it was his fault, his daughter hated him, his wife didn’t care about him, and the woman he loved probably hated him too, and there was nothing he could do about it

“Daddy i’m sorry, I don’t hate you I promise” The little girl pulled at her fathers hand, reminding him that he wasn’t in this alone and he had to take care of his daughter, the one girl, who still loved him at this point, Felix chuckled, wiping the dampness off his cheeks and embracing the five year old in his arms

“I love you Flora, daddy’s sorry, i’ll fix this don’t worry” The girl sat on his lap, staring at him with eyes so wide that he believed a galaxy could fit inside of them, in fact he would find a way to prove it if it meant that Flora would finally forgive him

“Why does mommy yell a lot, will she yell at the baby too?” Felix gasped, not expecting for his sardonic five year old to do a complete 180° “No Flora no, I promise you she’s just upset” Flora huffed, asking if she was always upset since she was always yelling and for the third time that day, he was having an epiphany, Bitna was an awful woman and the longer he stayed with her, the more his daughter hurt

Which was exactly what Y/n told him, his heart began to clench at the thought of his baby girl, and the same would only happen to their newest addition, so despite ruining his relationship over wanting to fix this one, he was going to end his marriage, all for all

“Well don’t tell her this, but she’s scary, she’s not like any of my friends mommies, I don’t like her” Flora hadn’t meant to hit Felix’s heart where it hurt, she was one of the reasons he wanted this marriage to work, but the more she spoke, the more than he knew that it needed to end, for the sake of her mental and the sake of how she wild perceive later relationships

…

“I want a divorce” Felix’s already deep voice seemed to be deeper as it was laced with animosity, shocking the woman who was laying on the couch, munching on a bag of corn flavored chips

“But why?” Felix rolled his eyes, mocking what Bitna said in a tone that was definitely not even close to hers, but it made his point clear, so he wouldn’t dwell on it either

“You’re literally so toxic Bitna, Flora doesn’t love you, she fears you and I don’t want her to deal with trauma that you caused, especially since it can be avoided all together”

Bitna stood up, angrily crossing her arms over her chest “I’m literally pregnant you’re divorcing me, how could you be so cruel” Felix sighed, running his hands though his long tresses of blonde locs, trying to calm his nerves

“Besides, if you’re seven months pregnant, why aren’t you showing, you were showing during your third month with Flora” Bitna scoffed, calling Felix an idiot for not considering the fact she was having an ectopic pregnancy and the baby wasn’t showing

“Where’s the ultrasound Bitna, show me proof that you’re pregnant or i’m calling the police to arrest you for trespassing” Felix knew he was bluffing, but Bitna did not and she immediately broke down, exclaiming that she was lying

Felix felt the possibility that it was true, but hearing it verbatim made it hurt ten times worse “Bitna you’re so disgusting, Y/n was right about you, of course you’d lie about being pregnant so that you could trap me into staying with you, did you forget about the fact that i’d find out eventually you dumbass?”

Bitna immediately dropped her act and accused Felix of stepping out of their marriage, for being the reason it was ruined but Felix clapped back, telling his soon to be ex-wife that the real reason their marriage was over was because of her, and how he and their daughter hated her

“So not only are you dumb enough to lose me, you’re losing her too, because I noticed you haven’t been to that fucking cafe at all recently, so what you gonna do? Stay alone for the rest of your pitiful old life?”

Felix chuckled, telling her to pack her shirt and sign to papers before he got the court involved and sued her for lying about her pregnancy just to trap him

The woman screamed, irate with anger at the idea of losing her golden ticket to never working, but Felix ignored her, thankful that Flora was in the master bedroom that was thankfully sound proofed

“So not only are you threatening me, you cheated on me, and you turned our daughter against me to favor her? Do you not know how fucked up that is?”

Felix shrugged, replying that manipulating him and acting like an asshole to their five year old daughter who did nothing but love the adults in her life, and the fact that she doesn’t love her own mother said a lot

“I don’t give a fuck Bitna, get the fuck out of my house, I can’t even stand to look at you, after you not only said that you would smack my five year old daughter, you lied to me and her about a baby, that’s disgusting”

Bitna ignored Felix, threatening to make him suffer if he ever left her, but the male couldn’t care less, this woman was actively manipulating his daughter and he wouldn’t stand for it, he refused to be negligent to his daughter

“You have an hour to get out of my house before I kick you out myself Choi Bitna, don’t talk to me any fucking more, we’re done and if you text me i’ll fill a restraining order against you for not only me, but Flora too”

Bitna screamed, throwing the vase that her mother gifted to the two as a wedding gift, scaring Felix as the glass shattered against the floor, Felix’s eyes widened with disbelief and Bitna called her mom, informing her of the situation

Not wanting to deal with her not any longer, he got her to leave her house, locking the door immediately after since all the keys were on the hooks in the living room, and since the cars were all under his name and he didn’t want her to do something that would ruin his credit, nor make him look bad

“Holy fuck, what would Y/n do” He couldn’t help but bottle up the scream inside him, not wanting to be heard raging from his neighbors, he held back tears as he picked up the glass shards, vacuuming up the rest

Felix felt awful, his heart shattered like the glass that was currently on his carpet

He would win Y/n back. He had to

୨୧ seungmin

Seungmin couldn’t help the sinking feeling that his heart felt everytime he looked at the house directly in front of his, but the sad part is that he had no one else to blame but himself

Thankfully his ex lover wasn’t as cruel to his son as he was to her, Minseok would still play at her house daily, but instead of the warmness that greeted him when he picked up his son, he was met but steely eyes and a door slam so shady that it sent multiple messages

But he couldn’t help but feel jealous at the fact that his four year old son had gotten closer to the woman of his affection, and he also couldn’t help but feel guilt, he had disrespected Y/n and she still treated his son with so much warm that it made him feel like Nari wasn’t the rightful mother of his son, despite being the one to give birth to him

Y/n had also still took care of Sunmi whenever he had to work, and when Seungmin texted her to ask why, the only response he received was “It’s not hard for some of us to separate the apple from the tree” and while it was so simple, it was so damning that he could barely think clearly

“Can we invite miss Y/n to my birthday party” Minseok was talking to his mother, but the woman had been so uninvolved that the name Y/n didn’t ring a bell, causing her to curse at her husband for letting their children go around other women

“Nari what the hell are you on, you know Y/n is the neighbor that watches our kids when you’re at home on your ass” Nari immediately halted in his rant, walking off as if she wasn’t just screaming at him, but forgetting to answer Minseok, who was now tearing up

“Listen Minnie bub, Y/n can come, and i’ll ask her for you today” Deep down, he knew that he was terrified to speak to his ex mistress, but it wasn't fear out of her saying no, it was the fear of her tearing into him and breaking his heart again, even though he had no reason to feel the way he did, but he had to do it for his son, he messed up a relationship with her, but he wasn’t going to mess up a relationship with a mother- like figure for his son

So being the loving father he was, he made his way over next door, slowly knocking on the door of the house who’s owner he became so accustomed with, the owner who’s arms he missed dearly

“Hey can we talk” Seungmin hadn’t expected Y/n to open the door, but when she did, he wasn’t surprised to find that she was trying to keep her one year old from crawling outside the door

“About” Seungmin winced, Y/n was a very vocal woman but the way she was icing him out didn’t feel good, not one bit “Minseok wants to know if you’ll be at his birthday?”

Y/n didn’t answer him, staring at him with steely eyes and a sigh, bending down to pick up the one year old who was screaming about wanting to be let outside “I love Minseok, he’s my baby, of course i’ll be there is that all?”

In his shock be began stuttering, not being able to speak which left Y/n slamming the door in his face, ending the conversation herself, and then Seungmin began to let it sink in

He really lost Y/n over protecting the woman who didn’t even care to remember the things he told him, and the more he thought about it, the more that he realized he broke up with the wrong woman

…

“Nari we need to talk” The woman was sleeping, not wanting to engage with anyone but the master bed and while Seungmin understood it, he didn’t see why she was always angry if she was sleeping and didn’t have to take care of his children when the neighbor was taking care of that aspect

“You see me sleeping, fuck we need to talk about” Nari sighed, sitting up in the bed, glaring at her husband who had a matching look

“I want divorce” Nari’s eyes widened as she questioned Seungmin as to what could change his mind, to which he shrugged, telling her to sign the papers or else

“You’ve been married three times and your divorcing the same amount, that means you’re the issue and if you can’t realize that then i’m sorry for your next wife” Seungmin didn’t want to let her know that her words affected her but they did and it was clear

“Oh my god there’s someone else isn’t it? What she wants to leave me? You’ll never make her happy, you don’t even know how to make a woman happy, cause if you did, your marriages would last longer than four years Kim”

The woman stormed over and grabbed the documents from the bewildered man who stood there staring at his soon to be ex wife with such contempt in his eyes that Nari couldn’t help but laugh at how pathetic it all was

“You’re never going to love someone properly, you’ll end up alone” Seungmin scoffed saying that he was fine and he would have their kids to which she wagged his finger in dismissal

“You cheat on me and think you’re going to keep my kids I gave birth to? In no way in hell am I going to let you keep anything that came out of me, your new bitch isn’t going to raise my kids Seungmin, I won’t allow it”

Seungmin scoffed before starting up again “You don’t even interact with the kids, they won’t be happy with you and you know it” The woman shrugged, smirking before grabbing the pen from Seungmin’s work blazer

“Oh I do know it, but I know that you’ll be miserable without them, so it’s a lose-lose-lose situation for all of us” Seungmin was seething, he could see her being mad at him, but their kids did nothing to deserve this

“The kids don’t deserve this Nari, don’t do this to them please” Seungmin was sweating but Nari didn’t care, instead she laughed “You didn’t care about them when you were cheating on their mother now did you?” With a final look, she signed the papers, eyeing Seungmin up with ferocity

Nari chuckled, shaking her head as she got out of bed to grab the documents from the dresser, letting the oh so important papers dangle from her manicured hands much to Seungmin’s dismay but he wasn’t going to act out in a way that could grant her full custody

“Where are you going?” The woman smirked as she looked over her shoulder “Wouldn’t you want to know? But alas since i’m such a lovely person, i’ll tell you, i’m going to get a lawyer, you’re probably lawyered up with one of the best ones in the world since you work with them, but i’m smarter than you think Seungmin”

The woman finished putting her shoes on, humming as she walked over to her soon to be ex husband before pressing a menacing kiss below his ear, the place that soon became his favorite spot becasue of his mistress, the woman right across the street from his soon to be broken family

“May the best Kim win, i’ll make you regret leaving me Seungmin”

Why did I legit get jealous for a min there🧍🏼‍♀️

So if hyunjin has his own Instagram, that means Troye can message him??

Sparky's ♡StrayKids Class♡ series

Hello ♡ I'm excited (and nervous) to announce the release of my new series! These are my current ideas and they may change in the future, so feel free to request anything, plot-wise! Thank you for being here ♡

Bang Chan

♡ Chan's Social Butterfly Class ♡

[You're a shy bean. Your boyfriend's not. What happens when you have your grad school orientation coming soon? Chan offers to help teach you some socializing skills - and it happens during sex because you're the best girl who listens so well while he fucks you.]

Lee Know

♡ Minho's Baking Class ♡

[Unlike your boyfriend, you're the worst in the kitchen. And the patience required for baking? That's also something you definitely have zero tolerance for. But what happens when Minho insists on teaching you how to bake? Or in other words, Minho teaches you about patience by incorporating hands-on baking activities while he has his cock in you.]

Changbin

♡ Changbin's Driving Class ♡

[You're a passenger princess. Always are, always will be. But due to your recent work relocation, you need to learn how to drive. Your friend Changbin is available and he's a fairly patient guy, so what bad thing could happen, right? Nothing bad at all, of course. Just a little out of the norm because this man bends you over the hood of the car and fucks you until you answer all his driving-related questions right. Nothing bad, right?]

Hyunjin

♡ Hyunjin's Painting Class ♡

[Hyunjin isn't the best at teaching. He's good at following instructions but teaching someone, even if it's on something he's good at, is a challenge. But when you come to him, all nervous and panicky because you somehow got tangled into a web of lies that you can paint, he can't say no, can he? And the best way to teach someone is to get to know them first, right? Hyunjin does that while he whispers the painting techniques he uses and models them with brushes of his fingertips on your body.]

Han Jisung

♡ Jisung's Cafe Hopping Class ♡

[Jisung is 50% homebody, 50% go-to-trendy-cafes-body. You, his best friend, is 99% a homebody and Jisung is determined to make you get out from your room and have some fresh air while also experiencing the art of cafe hopping. Somehow, the both of you end up in a sex cafe. You never thought you'd have Jisung's dick deep inside you, stretching you out, at a public place, nonetheless. But even if it's unplanned, participating is part of the class experience, no? Whether or not Jisung purposely brought you there is still up for debate.]

Felix

♡ Felix' MUA Class ♡

[You promised your mom you'd go on a blind date. Nervous, you ask your online friend to help with your makeup. What you didn't expect is for him to be your blind date. And what's more unexpected is that Felix has such a nice dick that you don't mind crying over and ruining your makeup as he fucks into you. In other words, Felix teaches you what to do and what to not do while having makeup on. And he prefers doing the things you shouldn't.]

Seungmin

♡ Seungmin's Creative Writing Class ♡

[You're the worst at writing. Public speaking is a piece of cake for you but writing - especially creative writing - is your biggest downfall. But there's this one compulsory creative writing class that you have to pass and the only person you can seek help from is your roomate, Seungmin. This is where you realise that Seungmin is a good teacher. He has his own methods - making you write and be descriptive about things that are happening to you. It just so happens that the things in question is him sinking his hard cock inside you.]

I.N

♡ I.N's Couture Class ♡

[Jeongin is the OOTD king. Everyone knows that. So, he's the perfect person to go to when you need help with your fashion choices. Being close friends, you don't mind him seeing you in your underwear. But as sweet as Jeongin is, he's still a man with needs and that is the moment when he teaches you both fashion and mindfulness. It's also when he teaches you which outfits to wear that's easier for him to just bend over and fuck you.]

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All fics are fictional and in no way are representations of Stray Kids. The fics will contain smut, so minors please DNI. All sexual acts depicted are consensual and appropriate warnings will be included in the notes. The author appreciates comments and feedback, so feel free to drop by and talk about the fics ♡

inhale, exhale.

model!hyunjin x photographer reader. mutual pining and tension and flirting. friends to lovers.

prequel to Breathe, so i highly recommend reading the second part if you haven’t already hehe. reader is wearing a dress/heels.

hyune gives me photoshoots and i give you brainrots in return it is the natural circle of life.. i hope you’ll enjoy this one too 🥹 feedback is highly appreciated as always <3

Hyunjin’s eyes are piercing, locking onto your figure with an intensity that seems to capture you in place. He’s leaning casually against his sleek black car, one leg crossed before the other, arms folded over his chest, unmoving as the sound of your heels echoes against the cobblestone.

Instead, he tilts his head ever so slightly at your approach, his eyes tracing the contours of your silhouette, setting ablaze the scarlet fabric of your gown with their fervent scrutiny.

It was those very brown eyes you first noticed when Minho showed you Hyunjin’s portfolio. You now know that he is drowned in a sea of accolades regarding his physique— his sculpted proportions, the tantalizing curve of his lips and the seductive caress of his fingertips against them, and above all, his alluring aura and the way he works the camera as if it as an extension of his being.

But it is his eyes that have drawn you in first. Piercing, even through a stack of printed photographs in Minho's hands, burning through paper to ensnare your attention. Even more so, when these same eyes found you for the first time, in an outing your best friend Minho organized— an aspiring photographer shaking the hands of an established model, it was a match made in heaven, per se.

Though heaven was the last thing to grace your mind as you looked at Hyunjin, at the way he carried himself with a grace, and a slight cockiness that only comes from knowing your worth.

You caught his eyes multiple times across the dinner table, your knees grazing his underneath it. You returned home with his perfume imprinted into your skin from the lengthy hours you spent talking over drinks, long after Minho went home to his lover, and three cats. You knew then that Hyunjin could never be just a friend to you.

You are even more sure of it tonight, a fleeting four months later. Minho, the heir of your country’s biggest talent agency is hosting his parent’s annual party, gathering photographers, models, and artistic directors alike, a chance to network and score deals you wouldn’t find elsewhere.

Hyunjin insisted on picking you up.

You pause barely a few inches away from Hyunjin, close enough for him to behold the glitter gracing your eyelids, shimmering beneath the moonlight. Smelling his perfume feels like coming home, and you close yourself for a millisecond longer, allowing yourself the electrifying pleasure of being a mere breath away from him.

“Hello, love,” he speaks softly, and his words morph into invisible fingers trailing down your spine, igniting goosebumps in their trail. You’ve never gotten used to this nickname and the way it stumbles so easily from his lips, as if you could, one day indeed, be his love, a reality hovering just beyond your grasp.

“Hi, Hyunjin,” you smile and his placid facade cracks a little, a glint of a grin shimmering on his lips. He drinks you in, his scrutiny deliberate and unhurried, his gaze moving languidly across your form, flickering between all your features as if he beheld time between his palms, and all his seconds could be spent admiring you. It is only when he seems satiated does he speak again.

“You’re beautiful,” he says earnestly, and you don’t miss his choice of phrasing, you’re beautiful as opposed to you look beautiful, as though it matters not what you are clad in, but the fact that it is you wearing it.

Oftentimes, your compliments to him feel superfluous, your words faltering when you think of the many times Hyunjin must have heard the same adjectives describing him. Yet tonight, you cannot conjure a sarcastic retort to drown his sweet words, not before his ebony suit and the satin shirt peeking beneath it, worst of all, the delicate cascade of gold necklaces that glisten mockingly underneath the stars, taunting you, almost, for being able to graze Hyunjin’s skin when you cannot.

So, you settle for the truth.

“So are you.”

“Complimenting me quite easily tonight?” He smirks, and you respond with an exaggerated eye roll, leaning in closer.

“Forget it. You're actually insufferable.”

He mirrors your movement, drawing nearer until your breaths mingle in the space between you both. “I am actually very lovable, thank you very much.”

“Says who?” you challenge, a hint of defiance coloring your words. The kiss he imprints on the tip of your nose comes like clockwork at your words.

“You,” he grins, and you falter, caught off guard by the unexpected tenderness of his gesture. Heat rises to your face, a blush betraying your composure, even beneath your already pink-kissed cheeks, and you curse inwardly at your own vulnerability.

You hate him. You don’t think you’ve ever wanted to kiss someone this badly.

He observes your reaction with amusement, a knowing smile playing upon his lips as he taps the car door once before opening it for you. “After you, love.”

Stepping into the sports car feels like walking into Hyunjin’s essence— the rich cognac and oak notes ricocheting off the interior, the scarlet red cushions echoing the passion Hyunjin seems to carry within him.

And amidst the opulent interior, the small water lilies keychain you brought him seems almost out of place, as it dangles from the rearview mirror. Yet, it makes you feel as if part of you has intermingled with Hyunjin’s being, even in the most simplest of ways.

“Are you nervous?” Hyunjin asks ten minutes into your ride, his fingers drumming along the edge of the steering wheel. Your gaze drifts to the golden rings adorning his fingers, each one bearing the iconic emblem of Versace's Medusa. In another life, he could easily be their ambassador and muse.

Hyunjin’s eyes are piercing, not only because of the flames they dip your body in but also because of the gentle way they unravel your layers, understand your silences more than others grasp your words.

“I am. It’s my first time coming as a graduate, you know? What if I don’t leave a good impression on anyone?”

“Impossible.”

Had someone else uttered those words you would have been inclined to contradict them, but Hyunjin speaks with utmost certainty, as if his words are the only conceivable reply to yours.

“Okay.”

His fingers trail along the shell of your ear, delicately tucking a stray lock of hair behind it. The breaths in your chest ebb and flow more rapidly, you don’t know if it is from nerves or his touch.

“Inhale with me,” he instructs, and you follow his lead, synchronizing your breath with his. His hand glides down your jawline, a gentle caress that soothes your racing pulse. “Exhale,” he murmurs, and you release a breath you didn't realize you were holding, comforted by the weight of his touch.

You know the ghost of his fingertips will remain with you as the night wears on, a reminder that he is near, just around the corner, waiting for you to call him.

“You’ll do well, I’m sure of it.”

The gathering is held in a different location every year, and this time, Minho chose an intimate setting—a dimly lit hotel bar, graced by the warm glow of chandeliers suspended from the ceiling, brown leather seats surrounding glass tables, and extravagant flower arrangements.

For a split second, your back instinctively hunches, a reflexive response before this detailed showcase of luxury. But then you straighten your spine, comforted by the sound of your clicking heels against the polished floor, and Hyunjin's warm palm against your lower back.

You reach for a drink from a passing tray, the glass cool against your fingertips as you swirl the cocktail within. You take note of the numerous guests, as you cast a glance around the room, each one a titan in their creative field. Hyunjin stands at your side, his shoulder brushing against yours, as he too takes his time in assessing the room.

“Seems kind of boring,” Hyunjin remarks, his voice laced with a hint of disinterest as he leisurely sips his drink.

“Seems like your scene,” you tease, flashing him a playful grin, and he arches a brow in response.

“Oh yeah? And what is my scene?”

“An intimate setting with romantic lighting and jazz music,” you explain, taking a step closer and resting a hand delicately on his arm. “And some wine,” you add, though his attention is captivated by the movement of your shimmering lips as you speak. “And pretty people eyeing you all over the place.”

“Are they?” he counters, his hand sliding slowly to your waist, drawing you nearer with a subtle pull. “I only see you.”

“Really?” you challenge, trailing a finger tantalizingly slow along his jawline, “Then make sure your eyes never leave me throughout the night.”

His gaze remains fixed on your retreating form, a mixture of bewilderment and desire swirling in his eyes. He mutters a curse at the sight of your backless dress— it seems more than likely that you are a killer sent to end him by the end of the night.

It’s a few hours later, and Hyunjin has exhausted every social bone in his being, each interaction draining his reserves of charm and charisma. All he craves now is rest, and the comfort of his home—it turns out that, lately, it is more and more wherever you are, rather than the confines of his house.

He spots you sitting in a secluded corner, bathed in the soft glow of a solitary candle. A gentle smile graces his lips as he observes you, engrossed in nibbling at the snacks laid out before you.

Do you even realize how beautiful you are?

“You’re whipped,” Minho's voice interrupts his thoughts, Hyunjin does not contradict him.

“Is it that obvious?” he replies with a hint of amusement, his eyes never flickering away from your figure.

“You should see how you look at them.”

“Is it weird that everywhere we go, the world seems to narrow down to them alone?” he admits, a tinge of uncertainty coloring his words. The silence that follows from Minho makes a scorching heat creep up his neck, so he unbuttons his shirt for a bit of respite.

Minho shakes his head, a small giggle escaping his lips, before offering a reassuring clap on Hyunjin’s back. “I’ll see you around.”

Hyunjin quickly strides towards you, eager not to waste any seconds far from you, propelled by a longing that grips him like a second skin. He thinks you’re much closer to his heart than the necklaces brushing against his bare chest.

“Found you,” Hyunjin announces with a grin as he settles onto the couch across from you. Your body relaxes once you recognize him, your smile blooms akin to the first petals unfurling in spring.

“See, you didn’t look at me all night,” you pout teasingly and he chuckles, tipping his head back.

“I actually was. I was looking at you, through my heart.”

“How does that even work?”

He hesitates for a moment before his next words spill forth, unfiltered and raw. “I don't need to see you to know that you are near, I just feel it.”

A moment of silence hangs between you before you smile sheepishly, tilting your head to the side in wonder. “How was your night?”

“Productive but tiring, and you?” he replies, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten in the warmth of your presence.

“I got a booking, a big one,” you announce with a grin, and his own smile mirrors yours instantly, his happiness following yours as if tethered by an invisible string.

“Really?”

“Yes, and I think I'll need your help. It needs to be in a bathtub and I know you are busy so it’s okay if—”

“I’m all yours,” he interrupts without hesitation, and you nod, heart swelling with gratitude.

It is quiet then, as you rest your head against the corner of the couch, and Hyunjin mirrors your gesture, his gaze never wavering from yours. The soft flicker of candlelight casts a warm glow upon his bare skin, the one unveiled by his unbuttoned shirt. And your mouth suddenly feels dry, and your heart suddenly aches, for him alone.

He brings his hand near his face, his rosy lips brushing against his knuckles, as your eyes trace the contours of his face— it seems to possess an otherworldly radiance, with dark locks cascading like silken strands, as if meticulously arranged by the hand of Aphrodite herself. Surely, she would adore him too, as would anyone who had the privilege of knowing him.

But you believe your adoration surpasses that of most.

“Thank you,” you whisper, your hand reaching out to rest delicately on his knee. “For finding me again.”

In response, his eyes soften, a gentleness that transcends mere words seeping into his gaze. He's no longer just around the corner; he’s right behind the door, both your hands poised on the doorknob. It is only a matter of time before one of you takes the plunge.

“Thank you for letting me find you.”

Just like Slughorn, Albus Dumbledore collects people. Only, instead of focusing on those with influence, he looks to the outcasts.

The expelled half-giant. The young werewolf. The repentant Death Eater.

He protects them and gives them a second chance. All he asks in return is their loyalty.

And, if on occasion he requests that they undertake a certain task, invoking their debt of gratitude - well, that is no more than he is owed.

He once thought to add a certain disowned Black to his collection, but quickly realised his mistake.

Sirius is not an outcast, but a rebel. He knowingly chose his path, and chooses what price he is willing to pay for it. He refuses to be used.

So Albus Dumbledore abandons him.

"Good Luck, Babe." - Angst! [Hyung Line SKZ]

Notes : Part 2 to the "Are You Serious...?" mini-series where SKZ are walking red flags. Here is your comfort-not-comfort, because sometimes there are no happy endings and they don't redeem themselves.

Warnings : Angst with no comfort, Breakups, Unhappy endings sorry not sorry. This is also rushed and I'm very tired but people wanted it so bad so here it is. <3

"Are You Serious...?" Hyung Line Here

BangChan - Brushing off/Having the wrong priorities -> You leave when he isn't home.

It was two forty-three in the morning when he had texted you that he was leaving the studio, walking with his head down and eyeing his phone to see the little 'Read' message pop up. When it didn't come through after a few moments, he tucked his phone away with a soft sigh and continued on.

It was two fifty-eight when he texted you asking if you wanted anything from the convenience store. Again, no reply or read receipt, so he assumed you had fallen asleep and simply wouldn't reply. You were probably curled up in the sheets, hair messy and face puffy with slumber. The thought made him smile as he paid for his water.

It was five after three when he stepped into your apartment and locked the door behind him.

It was three thirteen when he stepped into the bedroom after washing his face, stopping in the doorway. Your nightstand was cleaned off and you weren't in the bed.

It was three fifteen when he picked up the sheet of white on your side of the bed to read over the scribbled and frantic handwriting, tear stains littering the paper.

'Don't bother falling in love again until you can get your priorities straight.'

It was three twenty-five when he messaged you once more, asking why you had decided to up and leave so suddenly.

And it was three twenty-five when the blocked receipt popped up on his screen.

Lee Know - Keeping secrets / Prioritizing Privacy within himself -> You remove yourself from the relationship while he is on tour.

If he didn't have the audacity (or BALLS.) to tell you he was going on a six month tour until the day before he left, he didn't deserve to know you were leaving the relationship at all.

You'd packed your bags full of your belongings, leaving gifts Minho had given you on your shared bed and leaving everything practically spotless The drawers were empty, the bed made and folded so neatly - the living room cleaned, carpet vacuumed, kitchen spotless and ready to be filled with cooking and shared laughter as hugs and kisses were exchanged.

The door fell shut softly behind you, the sound of your suitcase rolling down the hallway quietly echoing in the apartment before you grew too far away for it to recognize the sound any further.

Minho stepped into the apartment three months later, unlocking the door and letting it fall shut behind him. He stared into the emptiness that was his apartment, eyes dragging to your key sitting on the bare countertop. He breathes out slowly, pulling his mask down beneath his chin and letting his eyes wander over the quietness of the home.

He couldn't be upset. He knew he set himself up for this in the long run.

Even then, he couldn't stop himself from softly calling out your name - only to be met with no reply as he dreaded.

Changbin - Not knowing the difference between being rude and being blunt -> You finally snap on him.

"Shut up! Just shut -- up!" You finally yell, bringing your hands down hard on the counter in front of you.

Your boyfriend stares over at you in surprise at your outburst. "What is your problem?" He huffs out, blinking a few times just to clear the shock from his face. "Don't start throwing a tantrum."

"This isn't a fucking tantrum, Changbin! This is me telling you to shut your mouth for once! I don't need this-- berating that you constantly give me. You don't know when to just shut up and it drives me crazy sometimes...! You tell me 'this doesn't look good,' or 'You talk too much,' or 'You're too loud.'"

"You ask me if you're too loud or if something looks good. Do you want me to lie to you?" His eyes narrow as if he's so obviously right that you are wrong.

You scoff, tears clinging to your lashes. "I ask you sometimes and yes, I do appreciate your honesty, but I don't always need your opinion, Changbin! It's like you -- use my appreciation of your honesty to just voice your negativity towards me now. You just say shit just to say it."

His lips part as if he wants to defend himself, but you cut him off by rounding the corner and beelining for your shared bedroom.

"If you can't learn to shut your fucking mouth, Bin, I don't know if we can keep this relationship up for much longer."

His eyes widen in surprise and he sinks where he stands, hand twitching on the countertop as if wanting to reach out to your retreating form. Had he messed up that badly all this time?

Hyunjin - Being too cocky / Making you feel inferior -> You grow fed up with it and decide to break it off.

"What was that?" He snaps all too quickly, resting one hand on the door of the bathroom so no one else would enter. Even though there were.. multiple stalls.

"I was talking to someone, Hyunjin. It's called socializing. And surprise! Isn't it crazy someone is talking to me tonight?"

"Hongjoong? Talking to you..? He doesn't even know who you are -- Why would he?" His eyes narrow, offended already that you seem to insinuate something regarding him. "What are you trying to get at?"

You scoff, eyes rolling dramatically. A habit you'd picked up from him, unfortunately. "You never talk to me at afterparties because you're too busy being social with the other idols. I get that you should talk to them for press and to look good and whatever but Yeji isn't your girlfriend, Hyunjin - I am! You don't need to stand there all night ogling her and being smooth..!"

"At least if she were my girlfriend, my girlfriend would look fucking good for once."

Your jaw pops open as you stare up at him, fists clenching at your sides. You'd done your absolute best to dress as nice as possible tonight - granted yes, your makeup was smoked out and your hair was a bit messy from dancing but you'd been trying to enjoy yourself while your boyfriend stood at the bar talking to --

You feel a huff of air leave your throat before you pull open the door, ripping it out from under his hand where he leaned. He fumbled, glaring down at your retreating form. "Where are you going?"

"Back to Hongjoong." You reply, never bothering to turn around.

"Why? I'm talking to you now, isn't that what you wanted? My attention?" He moves to follow, stopping in the doorway when you do turn to glare up at him.

You seethe. "Quit worrying about why I'm talking to him, Hyunjin. Maybe you should worry yourself with wondering why you just lost your girlfriend instead."

He blinks, ears red with anger. "I don't want you talking to him--!"

"And I don't give a fuck, because you're not my boyfriend anymore!" You step back, lifting a hand to flip him the bird as you disappear into the crowd once more in search for the captain of Ateez. "Call me never, babe!"

This is so good omg

chapter twenty four: dumplings

previous chapter • master list • next chapter

summary: a social media au where culinary college student lee felix stumbles across a local bakery worker that catches his eye. what challenges will they face once that same bakery worker slips felix their number in a box of a dozen cupcakes?

[ tag list: @pumkiinpasties | @allystyles1 | @chanjaybahiyyihjamie | @leiluvs | @milkybonya | @skzphile | @skzooo | @delightfulpeacetaco ; please let me know if you would like to be added ! ]

CUDDLING IN FRONT OF MEMBERS

→Bang Chan would cuddle you with no shame, a big goofy smile on his face.

→he would still talk to the members like he normallywould while his arms are still wrapped around you.

→he'll sneak kisses on your neck and head.

→he would hide his face in your hair if they say anything about it.

→gets very flustered.

→Lee Know would cuddle you briefly.

→he would have his arm wrapped around your neck to keep you close.

→hold your hand, playing with your fingers as they talk to him.

→if anyone says anything, he'd give them a death stare.

→he doesn't care, he won't let go.

→Changbin tends to get very shy when cuddling in front of them.

→he would still wrap his arms around you.

→nuzzling his face in your hair as he gives you kisses.

→if anyone says anything, he would get super flustered.

→gets very nervous

→Hyunjin would casually put his arms around you or move you in between his legs.

→he'll stroke your neck as he talks to them.

→lean into your neck to give you kisses.

→if they say anything, he'll give them a dirty look.

→make them jealous.

→Han would secretly cuddle you.

→even if you aren't super close to him, he'd make adjustments to keep you close.

→kissing the top of your head.

→he will smile if the members say anything, he won't let go.

→a nervous laugh.

→Felix is a very big cuddle bug.

→he loves to hold you close, hold your hands or just kiss your cheek.

→he doesn't care what anyone thinks or says.

→he would just be happy that you are close to him as he talks to his member.

→ignore them and just compliment you.

→Seungmin isn't very cuddly, especially around the members.

→he'll keep you close.

→he would sit behind you, put you in between his legs as he rubs your shoulders.

→on occasion, he will wrap his arms around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

→he doesn't care if they are watching or if they make comments.

→I.N is a very shy boi when it comes to cuddling and wouldn't normally do it in front of his hyungs.

→if he does, he'll wrap his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck.

→if anyone says anything, he will get shy and run away.

→dragging you along with him.

→hide his face with his hands.

“Sadly, sometimes it’s too late. That’s the thing about time: we cannot get it back.”

— Unknown

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