After The Rain

Skz pack: In an alpha's care

Author's Note: Special thanks to @leviackermanscleaningbuddy for their series and its influence on me writing my own. As well as, for the kind words given to me. Also, this is just the introduction to Jeongin and the reader's relationship. Slowly the rest of skz will be introduced. This is hurt/comfort driven. The attached photo is Jeongin's current look. Lastly, italics are thoughts.

Warnings: Mentions of bad family, animals passing away, sickness, and cuddling.

Word Count: 2,337

You had moved to the furthest place you could think of from your old life. You wanted to live away from home the rest of your life. Leaving behind nothing but a dead last name, rebranding into someone new you decided upon a new last name legally changing it. 

You worked at the nearest animal shelter. It was traumatizing seeing animals pass. However, the smiles on families faces when they leave with an animal makes up for it. Plus, you get to engage with animals most the day. Not really having to talk to people much because your coworkers knew more than you. Also, not many people respected omegas enough to think you knew anything.

You appreciated your coworkers taking the lead role, not wanting to talk anyways. You just went to work, went home, showered, and ate dinner. That was, essentially, your routine with the occasional drink or blunt in between. Until you decided you should probably find a hobby since you couldn’t find a pack.

That is how you ended up in piano lessons with a very handsome teacher. The one thing you had from your old life is a grand piano your grandparents left you when they passed. Your grandfather would play it for his pack all the time. They found it very beautiful.

You listened to the one recording of the song you have on vhs constantly. It was the one good memory you couldn’t let go of. “Hey y/n...?” Your piano teacher took you out of your trance.

“Oh, I’m so sorry... I will try to pay better attention.” You catch his gaze before focusing on his hands. His fingers were gorgeous. Perfect length, nice veins, silver rings, not a scar in sight. He was gorgeous anyways: blonde hair, cute glasses, natural blush, dimples, perfect eyebrows and smells nice – like red wine.

“Did you want to try again with the basic scale?” He asks softly as you sit in the University Music building. The faint noise of someone playing a guitar somewhere filling the silence even if only temporarily. 

“Sure Jeon...” Not remembering his name because you were star-struck when you met him for the first time earlier. Not expecting the instructor to be so young or handsome.

“It’s Jeongin and go ahead. I will be here cheering you on.” He jokes brushing his hair back some to fix it letting it fall perfectly around the sides of his face.

“I’m sorry; I will remember next time.” You mumbled, embarrassed but played the scale perfectly with each hand individually.

“Ahh now try to play them at the same time.” He suggested. You seem to have gotten the basic part down for today at least. 

You try, stumbling slightly not understanding what made it so difficult. In theory it was easy, you were overthinking it a lot. Press down the pinky of one hand and the thumb of the other at the same time? Difficult when under pressure. 

Jeongin’s first nature was to try and comfort you; his alpha pheromones filling the air around you both; he wanted to see you succeed. His inner wolf wanted to protect you, but he simply thought to be supportive. 

You calmed down before trying it again, slowly managing to achieve the right sound. Jeongin smiled and gave small claps. “Yay congratulations Y/N! Okay so until next time practice playing with both hands, okay?” You give a small nod before thanking him for this session.

Jeongin and you had sessions every Thursday at 4 pm. Apparently, he got out of class at 3:30, so it was a perfect suggestion from you. He found your sessions comforting, and he also found you very pretty. 

After your fourth session, you got sick. You let Jeongin know through text the details, so he wouldn’t wonder where you were today.

[y/n: Hey Jeongin. I am feeling sick today and cannot make it out of bed beyond the bathroom. I don’t think we can have our session today.]

Jeongin was in class when you messaged him. About 30 minutes later he responded, he, and his wolf, was at an unease with your health being less than normal.

[Jeongin: Oh no. Can I bring you some soup or anything?]

[Y/N: If you want to, I wouldn’t mind having some assistance.]

After sending him your address you relax into bed further, you had no intention of falling asleep. That is what occurred though as his knocks woke you up. You grumbled “Coming!” as you got out of bed. You wrapped yourself in a blanket and walked to the front door, opening it slowly to reveal a distressed Jeongin.

“Hi Y/N, how are you feeling now?” He asks. You step aside to let him in and nod slowly. “I still feel frail.” You barely had the energy to hold your blanket around your body. Noticing your struggle and that you hadn’t even closed the door yet, Jeongin closed and locked the door leading you to your couch to sit down. 

He sat his book bag on the ground and grabbed the soup and medicine out of it. “I will warm this up right quick. Be right back.” Just like that he was gone to the kitchen.

You were chilly but also sweating without realizing it. Shivering as you waited for him to come back, you looked straight forward with nothing at all on your mind. You were serene shockingly enough because his smell has become one of comfort. He has never wronged you or seemed to raise any alarms to your wolf.

When he returned, he sat down beside you to feed you some of the soup. Noticing you were shaking he reached in his bag pulling out a hoodie. “Did you want to wear this?” His voice was soft as he held it out for you to see.

You simply nod and try to stand to pull the cover down that was wrapped around you. Slowly you begin to fall while Jeongin, surprisingly quick, stands to catch you. As you fell into his chest, he couldn’t help but to wrap his arms around you.

“I didn’t know you were this fragile. Are you sure you want to be alone tonight?” He watches you to see if you say anything leaning his head to get a good view.

“I- I didn’t even remember what a hug felt like…” You whisper as he rubs your back softly. He never learned much about your past during the piano sessions, only your present life. He wasn’t even sure how to respond.

“It feels nice to be held.” You admit, practically melting into his arms. He was happy you were comfortable, but he did want you to at least eat something. Feeling satisfied and warm, you both sat on the couch with you on Jeongin’s lap. He fed you some of the soup he bought.

“My hyung made this for you. I told him you meant a lot to me…”

As your brain functionality was coming back to you, you nodded at his words slowly taking them in. Jeongin meant a lot to you too. He was your only friend in this small, well-connected town. 

“I was wondering if I could take you on a date Y/N?” He asked. He must have thought very thoroughly about this considering you look like the bottom of someone’s shoe right now.

“Yes if you’re sure that is what you want.”

“It really is. You have no idea.” He began to feed you the rest of the soup and water he received from your fridge. You had to admit that your wolf took kindly to being taken care of by an alpha. Never had an alpha shown you any affection that wasn’t one-sided. 

“Thank you for helping me, Jeongin. Tell your hyung I said thank you for the soup as well. It was very good.” You slid into the hoodie Jeongin gave you and wrapped back up to lay across the couch.

“Did you take the medicine I gave you?” He asks, holding it out to you in case you haven't. You lift your head slightly and take the medicine before slumping back down. 

“I’m going to stay here tonight if you don’t mind. I want to make sure you’re okay. I will sleep on the couch and make sure you get back in your bed safely.” You nod, having no will to disagree. His smell could probably do some good with discouraging advances from alphas. 

He watched you from a distance as you fought your sleep; he had pulled out his homework as he sat in your living room chair. He was typing his paper slowly. Every few moments he’d become distracted by watching you even after you had fallen asleep.

He played some soft lo-fi music for you knowing you mentioned that you slept with sounds in the background. He wanted you to be comfortable, and he could admit you looked adorable in his hoodie. He had tied you up like a laundry bag as he normally did to himself when he wore hoodies. 

Later that day you woke up to him standing at the door with someone giving him a bag. “Are you sure you want to spend the night here?” The man at the door asks Jeongin. He was really handsome; he appeared to be blonde as well. 

“Yea. I’ll see you tomorrow Chan-hyung. Nothing will happen if I sleep out for one night.”

The man, apparently named Chan, nodded even though he didn’t seem convinced. He said his goodbyes after assuring that he would see Jeongin tomorrow. When Jeongin turned around, he was shocked to find you sitting up. It was now 9 o clock meaning you probably slept close to three hours.

“Hi y/n. I’m sorry to invite people to your house; I just needed pajamas from my house and some other things.” You shook your head. You didn’t mind him telling one person where you lived. He was trust-worthy, and it had been close to a month of you knowing each other.

“I don’t mind… I wanted to ask a favor.” You mumble, face red in embarrassment at this point.

“Sure, go ahead”

“Can you sleep with me tonight?” His eyes widened at your question “That is if you’re comfortable doing so.” You almost back tracked immediately. Am I moving too fast? Is he not a physical person after all? How could you be so stupid?

“S-sure” He stuttered out. You had slowly gotten ready for bed. Jeongin checked on you the whole time you were taking a shower. He sat on the floor as you showered. You had undressed and got in before telling him it was okay to enter. The shower curtain hid you well. He had warmed your towel for you in the towel warmer you acquired while in the states. 

“I am done Jeongin. Could you pass me my towel please?” He handed it to you, so you could wrap yourself up. You looked adorable to him in this small state. You looked up at him before stepping out the tub; he led you to your room. 

“I am going to go shower while you get dressed, okay?”

“Okay please don’t be long. Maybe we can watch something?” He smiles and nods before going into the bathroom with his bag. You dry off and moisturize your body before putting on a tank top, underwear, and shorts. You sipped on the water Jeongin got you as you sat against the headboard. 

You never understood emotions, and you honestly still don’t even if you had them for Jeongin. You just want it to never end in a way. You want to feel safe and cared for forever. You stared at the ceiling as you thought of your grandparents. They always seemed so happy; they were a satisfied couple. You want that.

Finally letting go of some of the anger you feel. It feels relieving. Jeongin returned in fifteen minutes to you playing a phone game. He was wearing shorts and a long sleeve shirt. He slowly sat in bed next to you. He didn’t want to move too fast for your comfortability.

“Your shorts are nice” You compliment him. He covers his face lightly as he returns the compliment. “Yours are nice too. I like the white rim.”

You laugh softly lying-in bed cutting on the television. “What do you want to watch?” you ask to be considerate. He hums “We could watch that new drama show everyone has been raving about.” 

You give him the remote to turn to it. You cut the lamp off after, and he turns the show on getting comfortable next to you. Still not touching you but close enough you could feel the heat his body gave off.

Should I even ask him to cuddle? What if he denies me? Does he think something is off about me? Your worrying gave off an awful scent of dead cherry blossoms causing Jeongin to be alerted of you.

“Is something bothering you?” He asks, trying to remain calm as possible. He wanted to hold you and tell you everything would be okay. He knew from your stories and reactions you were lonely and lost trying to find yourself in a world that seemed all too big.

“I- I just would like to be cuddled if that isn’t too much to ask?” He held you, wrapping his arms around you as you rested between his legs. You leaned into his hold becoming immediately relaxed - drunk off of his scent. He was what you longed for, what you needed, what you deserved. 

You both watched the show not wanting to sleep yet. It was peaceful to just exist with someone. Slight comments were made here and there about the choices of the characters. 

Halfway through the show, you could feel his stare from above you. You stared back into his eyes as he whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

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my heart actually just beats like binnie binnie binnie

Chan Imagine

Possible Triggers: skzxskz mentions, mentions of death, mid-apocalyptic world, and falling. Author's Note: This is my first scenario. Please be my skz moot if you like it lol I'm 21 so not a minor. Please point out any mistakes if you find them. All feedback is welcome. This is a request from @lino-jagiyaa Prompt is bolded Italics is thoughts Word Count: 1,571

You wandered the streets searching being cautious with every step. Desolate and quiet the streets are; they once were loud and bustling. Chan held one of your hands. He took the lead as you watched behind you. Always. You couldn’t take any chances. Not after Felix…

You got to the old convenience store early. Never leaving in the night time. It just wasn’t smart anymore. Inside the store could be as desolate as the streets, but you both knew you had to check it out. Because he was more agile these days, he climbed up the shelf closest to the door without making a sound.

It was imperial to not make a sound. As he slowly jumped from one shelf to another, he grabbed anything he could reach and stuffed it in his bag. Eventually, he made his way back to the front.

“Good job Channie”, you whispered. You gave a thumbs up. He had gathered some snacks, a blanket, some type of medicine and water. He bowed a little “Thank you. Now let’s get out of here.”

The grovel under his combat boots signaled you were going from where you came. District 9: underground headquarters established by 3racha. Chan, Changbin, and Han leading the pack meant someone was always out gathering, surveying the entrance, and helping on the inside.

Today it was you and Chan’s turn to gather. 7 bags meant Water, Snacks, medicine, possible lighters/gasoline, candles, blankets or clothing, and period products/towels the rarest thing to come across these days.

“I wonder what will end it.. bomb? Astroid?”, you think out loud to him. He hums, “Maybe this is purgatory for our sins in our past lives.” I hate them then. It’s not my fault they did something wrong.

You met Chan when you were both sixteen. You were young, dumb, and broke: no Khalid. It was nice then, simple. You went on dates together. You panicked over outfits and hairstyles for hours. Everything had to be perfect for him.

Now you wore rather dusty black vans, a green shirt with a black pull over, and some jeans. Chan looked handsome as always. He wore a navy blue bomber jacket with black joggers. You both wore fingerless gloves and knee pads. It made sliding easier.

Chan was your high school sweetheart turned forever lover. Even if you wanted to leave him, which you didn’t, there would be no real options. Just some guys you could get to know and his closest friends.

You hit the next place: an abandoned gas station. Lighters, snacks, water, and toilet paper. A successful stop. “Did you need to use the bathroom?”, he asked. He could go outside. It was rarely anyone around. He didn’t want you to do that; you didn’t even feel comfortable enough to do it anyway.

“Yea I’ll try to go while we’re here.” You went and came back. “Let’s go Channie.”

The search continued. His glances at you were loving still… even after everything that has happened. He still loved you, and you still loved him. It was nice to not be alone for this.

You both finished right before dusk. The walk back included talks about your period, dinner, and life way back when. “You remember our song?”

He smiled and laughed. “Of course. I wrote it.” He was a cheeky bastard. “I know. Just making sure we have one thing left.” He held your face gently. “We have each other.” You nodded tears falling down your face. It was not easy going through this.

Wiping your tears hurt him, you knew he hated seeing you cry. You tried not to causing yourself to lay a head in his chest. He almost fell because of the sudden weight. He patter your head. “I understand. I know princess.”

You sobbed louder but quickly looked up. “No…”, Chan mumbled.

You both ran quickly. Chan dragging you as you looked out for both your behinds. A zombie groaned coming your way. Chan quickly pulled his gun from his waist holster. He would shoot if you missed. You unsheathed your machete. It was always on your back. The sash being around your body meant danger. You never wore it at district 9. It was safe there.

You both tried to out run the one while also leading it away from district 9 considering you were heading in before this. As he got closer, you slashed him across the chest. Some blood splattered but you got him good. “I will always protect you Chan.” He kissed your forehead.

“I will always protect you too. I’m glad you decided on a machete. It’s quieter. Idk how Changbin does it.”

Changbin. Master of arms. Shotgun on his back for lonely days. Sometimes Sniper on his back as well. Pistol and knife on his hip always. Never cared about himself. More about everyone else. If he “had it his way”, he’d be dead already.

You both continued to move forward with you basically on Chan’s back. You had wandered pretty far to the other side of town trying to move from district. It was more zombies on this side, less explored. It would be less frightening with Changbin or Minho around.

Minho was more close combat. Machetes, bats, and knives. He had great body control and had learned some parkour from Felix as well as Hyunjin. He could get out of most slippery situations. As well as help one of you, he is a team player for sure.

You heard the sound in the air from something flying then a car alarm. “Chan”, you warned. He looked behind you. “Oh shit.” Someone’s out here and trying to kill us. For supplies? Weapons? Just to be hateful.

You both ran. A swarm following you. You never saw who threw that thing, but you’ll send Changbin back to kill them. Maybe kill them your self.

“Do you trust me?”, Chan asks.

This isn’t the first scenario you needed to trust him. “Y/N let’s go.” He had on his combat boots again. Felix at his side. You had worked in threes. You, Chan, Felix. Changbin, Jeongin, Minho. Han, Hyunjin, Seungmin.

You strapped on your machete and nodded. “Ready!” You three left district waving to Jisung who was on guard duty today. He looked cool. Where’d the armor come from?

You moved as a pack. All in a line. You in the middle with Chan and Felix to your left and right respectively. Small talk was made.

“So Felix.. Changbin?”, you asked softly. His slight blush gave away anything. “Yea.. it’s been a while, but we finally admitted to each other.” You wanted to clap in joy.

They deserved to be happy together. Should’ve been happy together. It all happened so fast. One trip over a bottle in a desolate place led to hoards coming.

You all ran as fast as your legs could take you hoping to lose them. You always used tall buildings. Parkour away if possible. Chan was the least use to it, so Felix always helped him.

“Up here!”, you whisper yelled. Chan couldn’t find his balance, so they both fell. Chan was climbing back up when Felix got bit for the first time. No one was watching the area.

The look in your eyes as the world stopped. “Lix”, you whispered. “I love you guys.. and Changbin too”, he disappeared into the hoard after that. His muffled screams haunt you till this day.

“Do you trust me?”, he asked. He wanted to run. Take the chance while they’re distracted even if the distraction was his best bro. Felix did this for us to live. Don’t let it go to waste.

And right now probably won’t be the last time you have to trust him either. “Yes I trust you Chan”, you tell him confidently.

He leads you to a cliff of some mountains. He quickly ties the bags to a tree nearby. “We’re gonna jump.” Huh? You looked up at him like he was crazy.

“Hell no…Chan there has to be better ideas.” He shook his head. “It’s a cliff right there”, he points about a meter down. “Big enough for us, small enough to hopefully avoid them landing on us.”

He didn’t give you a second before jumping down. He landed perfectly like a cat. Has he been training with Minho? Sheesh. “Chan, what if I miss the cliff?” I don’t wanna die. I’m too young to die. He looked up, “You won’t.”

As the hoard came closer, you finally gathered the courage and jumped. Your toes grazed the rock before you slipped causing you to scream.

Chan grabbed your hand just before you would’ve fell almost going himself. He is leaning down holding you with all his strength as your body dangles off a cliff.

The look in his eyes shows a lack of worry.

“I’ll never let you go, don’t worry.”

His reassurance made you want to cry even more. As the zombies fell off the cliff mountain trying to get to you, he pulled you up carefully.

You hugged him once you were standing crying into his shoulder. He wouldn’t let you go physically or mentally. He loved you enough to almost fall with you.

He rubbed your back, “I love you. I’m sorry I put us in this situation…” You both shared a soft kiss.

“I love you too. I understand you thought this was a good idea and it was. Let’s get back up and out of here.”

Skz reactions: when you are drunk

Author's Note: Double uploads whaat? Lmao proud of myself for this one. Thanks to @lino-jagiyaa for the inspiration. Italics are thoughts always. Warnings: mentions of drinking, sex, other kpop groups, and Amazon. Word Count: 3,510

Chan

Chan had suggested you go to the club together because he had heard the music there was lively. He couldn’t resist a good music spot; it was the producer in him.

He didn’t expect you to be such a lightweight though. You drank maybe 5 shots, and you were tipsy and bordering drunk. He didn't watch the number of drinks you took until you were a little too gone. 

“You okay?”, he asks. You were dancing with your hands up. You didn’t really hear him until he looked at you in your eyes. What did he even say?

Chan was surveying you as you smiled “What happened?” He realized after hearing you talk that you were drunk. He laughed before holding your waist.

 “Feeling good princess?” 

You blushed and nodded. “I feel great. Are you feeling okay?” He simply nodded, continuing to dance with you. Eventually, it got boring dancing for you. Somewhere between the fourth or fifth song you danced with Chan for. “Imma go get another drink!” You had to yell over the music.

 As you tried to slip away from his grasp, he held you tighter. “Aren’t you drunk enough?” You gasped. Drunk? I'm not drunk! 

“Who said anything about me being drunk Christopher?” You were obviously drunk. Christopher? I rarely ever call him that. He laughed at that comment before going to the bar with you. He ordered your “drink” and you downed it without even realizing it was water. 

You jumped in his arms and smiled “thank you for the drink, Channie.” You snuggled your head into his neck. He had caught you and let you wrap your legs around his waist holding you by your butt.

“It was no problem. You ready to go?”, he asked before telling the bartender he was closing your tab and your name.

You nodded, “Can we get McDonalds on the way home?” You ended up sleeping all the way home. You got your McDonalds the next day. 

Minho

Your attempts to make him jealous were working. He was watching you like a hawk. You danced in the middle of the club easily as if nothing else matters. As if you weren’t just arguing with him, he was steaming as he sees you just exist without a care. 

You’d think a dancer would want to dance, but he made the request seem like you were wrong to ask that. Fuck Minho and his job. It’s not your fault he danced all the time and was tired. You weren’t gonna come to a club and stand against the wall or be in a booth all night. He could do that with the rest of them.

Hyunjin didn’t seem to want to be in the booth either. You danced with your arms around his neck laughing. You had taken shots with him as well.

Meanwhile, Minho was wondering how long this was going to happen for. Maybe if you came over here; you would be less angry. As if he could read your mind, he appeared behind you. 

“Hyunjin, can you give us a moment?” Hyunjin nodded, walking away; you pouted and waved to him.

“So Hyunjin?”, Minho asks you. You roll your eyes at him. 

“What about Hyunjin?” 

“You’re looking mad comfortable with him… just wondering where we stand?” 

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “We’re still together Minho. Don’t act brand new.” 

“You should be saying that to yourself. You’re drunk and throwing yourself at him!” His anger was apparent now as he yelled at you. You sipped on your drink as if you were unfazed. 

“I’m just getting the attention you won’t give me.” As you finished your drink, you could tell you pushed a button you shouldn’t have. 

The speed in which he gripped your neck shocked you. “You want attention from other men now? My friends at that?”

You shook your head, but it was too late. You were already too caught up. He pressed kisses against your chest. 

“You’re mine. Don’t forget that pet.” The venom that laced his words when he was angry always did you in. You crossed your legs slightly as you melted under his lips.

“Gonna make you forget about Hyunjin… You’re gonna be my toy tonight, right?” You nodded quickly. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted to you.

“I’m yours Minho. Use me.” 

You regretted that later on when it was close to your fourth orgasm. “I still haven’t gotten mine yet.” You will never make him jealous again.

Changbin

You were at the club with Changbin and the rest of skz. It was a celebration for all the wins their new song has been getting. It was a getting drunk kind of night. 

Jisung and Hyunjin challenged you and another woman to a shot contest. You ended up winning taking the most at a count of 18. They were all patron.

You were for sure drunk, and Jisung looked so entertained with the idea of you being drunk. He told you it was probably a good time to find Changbin. 

“Where’s Changbin?” You tried to ask, but it came out so slurred no one even knew what you asked. They just pointed towards where Changbin and Chan were. As you maneuvered through the crowd to them, a woman bumped into you almost knocking you over because you were wobbling to begin with. 

“Bitch watch where the fuck you are going!”, you yell. As you get heated with another girl in the club. Changbin appeared out of nowhere. He grabbed you easily, throwing you over his shoulder. He apologizes to the guy and his girlfriend. 

You were squirming and cutting up. “Don’t apologize for me, the fuck? Don’t bump me next time. Watch-“ A hand covered your mouth as you were escorted out the club. As he put you down, you went to hit him. 

“Watch your hands mamas. Don’t get hurt trying to fight me”, he warned you time and time again to not actually try to fight him. You always had to test him though. He just picked you up again. 

“Why do you have to be like that, mamas?” You felt offended. Do you not love me anymore? “That’s just me Changbin. Are you ashamed of me?”

He sighed and shook his head. “This is just drunk you. Sober you is calm and reasonable. She’s funny and cuddly. Super sweet.” You were happy to be described by him so nicely. 

“You’re so handsome and strong, Binnie.” He smirked and nodded, “I know.” You ended up getting carried home. On the way home, Changbin continued to compliment and praise you. You went to bed feeling more loved than ever. Even if drunk you is the only one to remember what he said, sober you will be regretting getting drunk for a while. 

Hyunjin

This had not been a good month for you considering you just got passed up for a promotion. Also, Hyunjin injured his hand making you the chef, driver, caregiver, etc.

You had wanted to stay in tonight, but you just couldn’t say no to Hyunjin about tonight. It was for him and the boys’ success. He didn’t want you to be cooped up in the house even if that meant going outside when he wasn’t in the best condition. 

Still he was drinking and spending time with other women. You decided to drink as well. It didn’t matter that these women were all taken by his friends. It didn’t feel right for him to be friendly with them and dance with them. 

“It’s just a simple dance Y/N…”, he tells you. “It’s not like we were crotch to crotch or even crotch to butt.” You huffed. That really made you feel better. We didn’t dance that close. He still was with other women though. It seems you weren’t the only one upset either seeing Minho with his girlfriend. 

Hyunjin seemed to be the life of the party tonight while you seemed to be the only one in your section still. The booth had a good view, but you didn’t want to see your boyfriend right now.

You had begun to get drunk as waitresses kept bringing you drinks because you asked for one every time one came pass telling them to put it on Hyunjin’s tab. By the time he came to check on you, you were sloppy and crying. 

“Jagiya, what happened?” he asked, squatting in front of you. You sniffled pushing him away, “get away from me Hyunjin,” you mumble “I’m not your “Jagiya” right now.” He was confused and hurt by your words. He gasped dramatically and backed away. 

“Is that really what you want?” You shook your head sobbing harder if that was even possible. He stood in front of you and held you close. 

“What’s going on? I apologize if this was because of my doing.” You just cried into his stomach. You knew he meant no harm, but it still hurt to be left alone.

“I really missed you. I hate feeling super jealous, but I don’t like you dancing with them.” His gaze softened as you looked into his eyes with a saddened face. 

“I won’t do it anymore. Do you just want me to hold you?” You nodded. You let him sit as you cuddled into him. You fell asleep on him in the club. He rubbed your back softly as he called a cab. Jeongin had saw you both and asked, “is she okay?” To which Hyunjin just nodded and stroked your hair back. 

Jisung

Being partners with Jisung wasn’t easy, he was really a social butterfly even with his anxiety. He seemed more approachable especially when he was drinking. The two of you spent most of your time during the night at the bar.

“Hanji… can you pay for my drink?” He looked at you offended. “You don’t even have to ask baby. Whatever you want. Get it.” So you did. Drink after drink. You weren’t a shot person, so you bought cocktails, mixed drinks, and margaritas all night. 

You were dancing with Jisung and Hyunjin when you suddenly felt an ache in your stomach. You tried to ignore it by throwing it back on Jisung. He grabbed at your butt and waist. “You’re really throwing it tonight. You tryna get me started.”

You laughed and nodded. It had been a while since you guys had sex. ‘Timing is everything’ that’s what Ji always said. He wanted to set the mood or at least feel a bit horny before you both did anything.

He was feeling you up as you were grinding on him. He started to leave kisses that turned to hickies on your neck. You let out a low whimper as he continued down. Your stomach was still not agreeing with you.

He turned you around and was about to kiss you. “Ji..”, you warned him. You covered your mouth and ran to the bathroom. You barely made it to a stall before vomiting into the toilet.

Jisung was hot on your tracks as you went into the bathroom. He felt no fear going into the women’s bathroom after you. He began rubbing your back. You just mumbled softly laying against the toilet bowl. He had tied your hair with an extra hair tie he had on his arm. 

“I knew you’d get like this. You gotta start eating before drinking babe.” You just teared up about to cry. Jisung panicked, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It wasn’t to be rude. I’m just telling you for mext time.”

You spent a while in the bathroom with you both getting weird stares. Jisung for being in the women’s bathroom and you for being damn near face down in a toilet. When you felt confident enough to leave, Jisung carried you.

“I love you Hanji. I’m sorry I messed up tonight.” He shook his head. 

“No it’s okay. Apparently sex wasn’t in the cards for today.” 

He had carried you outside to a cab. When did he call a cab? You never got the chance to ask because you fell asleep almost immediately. He chuckled and cooed at you, “my sleepy baby.”

Felix

Felix insisted on pre-gaming the party despite you both being light weights. Shots on shots were taken before you guys left. Being extra was the intention as you took the truck to the club, Felix was impressed with your driving abilities at the moment. All the windows' down blasting music was a vibe. You knew you shouldn’t be driving under the influence, but who cares?? 

As you got to the club, you let up all the windows getting out slowly. Why did I wear heels? You had taken your heels off to drive, but now you had to wear them realizing it was a mistake. Nonetheless, Felix leads you inside. It was already going up with the only couple missing being Jeongin and his girlfriend. Always making an entrance as the maknae. 

You were pulled out of thought as you approached the rest of the guys in a booth. You hugged them all gently. “Lit already you two?”, Minho asked. You just laughed and shook your head.

“Not lit enough”, Felix said, answering them and exposing that y’all had already drunk without them. You gasped, “Lixie!” Everyone just laughed at you two. 

After spending 30 minutes in the booth, you both end up drunk officially. Chan insisted you all do a round of shots all together then Felix wanted to take some with Seungmin.

You got dragged to the dance floor with Hyunjin and Minho’s girlfriend. You ended up dancing with Hyunjin for a while before he left to check on the booth or something. He felt okay leaving you because Felix joined you.

You were feeling bold anyways. I want to tease him. Felix leaned down to whisper in your ear. “You wanna get into something?” How did he know? The smirk on his face meant he was teasing or planning something secretly.

He swept you off your feet easily. You were backed against the wall as Felix grinded into you. The brightest blush covered your face as you felt him up. His arms, his abs, his neck. You felt it all as he laid you on the ground still giving you the best dance of your life. 

It felt like it was just you two, but really a semi-large crowd gathered to see. Felix wasn’t this bold with his sexual side in public, so many people were shocked especially Chan and Jeongin. You both got carried away ending up making out on the floor. 

“Felix I-”, you gasped out, but he was persistent in bruising your lips as he choked you continuing the make out session. When you finally came up for air, Felix was laughing. He's such a fucking tease. “I hate you. Got me bothered in the club.” You hit his arm. 

Seungmin

You suddenly feel the light from the hanging lamps in the diner you sat at. It was so alarming and bright, keeping your attention for at least another 20 seconds. Seungmin was surprised you could focus on anything after the night you had. 

“Feeling okay babe?” His voice was soft but not in a bad way.

“Yes, why are we at this diner? I thought we were at a party or was that a dream?”

He had to laugh. “You’re never living down the accusations of me having to care for you everytime we drink.”

You had been such a mess the whole night. He immediately starts telling you what went down leading to this moment. 

Apparently getting drunk was your goal as you had three drinks in the first hour of arriving at the club. Seungmin warned you of drinking so much as you were always up to no good when you got too drunk. 

“I will be fine. You won’t have to take care of me tonight.” 

The look in your eyes said that you were lying. The fact that he had to babysit you some nights caused some arguments with you feeling like he should do it because he loves you. However, he felt like he couldn’t have a good time because of you having to be watched carefully. 

It made you feel guilty knowing he felt that way, so the goal was to make it through the night without having to depend on Seungmin. You wanted to prove him wrong once.

As the night barely progressed into hour two, you were drunk and lying in a booth. You ordered some things from your amazon cart feeling like you could just work more shifts to make up for your impulsive spending later. 

Seungmin was dancing with Jeongin and his girlfriend. He had left you to your devices since he wouldn’t have to worry about you tonight. You decided to go stand outside for some air when the liquor got to your head. 

You threw up in a bush, and you got yourself together somewhat quickly not wanting to let Seungmin win. He always thought you couldn’t handle it. You went inside getting another drink when Hyunjin approached to give you a shot. Apparently, he was giving them out to you guys for celebration. 

That was it. From any point on, you were blacked out. Seungmin had found you lying against the bar. He tried talking to you, “Babe you okay? Need anything?”

However, the lack of response led to him shaking you. He checked your pulse, scared that you’d died or been spiked. The pulse being present led to his soft exhale of a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Let’s go..” He carried you out to the car, putting you inside and strapping you in. As he drove you both home, his stomach roared leading to him stopping at the only place open this late — the diner. 

He had carried you inside as he ate some breakfast. He didn’t expect you to wake up until the next day. He just wanted to go home quickly, but his stomach got in the way.

That led to him driving to this diner and deciding to take you inside as well. Insuring everyone there he wasn’t dragging around someone unwillingly and drugged. He ordered something for himself and water for you. After splashing you slightly, you woke up. 

The next day he rubbed it in your face that you were a fucking mess and had blacked out. He, also, scolded you for spending 400 dollars on shit from amazon. However, he still got you food for your hangover and made sure you were okay.

Jeongin

Being the dancer you were, you danced all night. Every moment not drinking at the bar was spent dancing with Jeongin or with the rest of the guys and their girlfriends. 

Hyunjin kept you on your toes having dance offs with you to other group’s music that he knew. Once Hype Boy by NewJeans came on, Changbin out danced you both leaving you shocked. 

Jeongin had to take some breaks sometimes, surprised you had the stamina you had. He felt old in comparison to you. Maybe it was the liquor, maybe it was the excitement for the celebration, or maybe just the music. You were beaming all night.

He was so in love with you seeing you so smiley. When you guys danced together, it felt natural. It was nice to be so intimate and sensual without having actual intercourse. His hyungs weren’t judging because they were impressed with your dancing.

He never minded your drinking; he wanted you to have a good time however you chose to, legally. Also, you guys never argued or anything during those times. It was just the same, but you thought everything was hilarious. 

“Babe do you wanna order food on the way home, so it’s there when we arrive?”

You nodded “Can I get a burger and fries Innie?”

He knew your order and placed it for delivery in 2 hours giving you time to enjoy yourself while also preparing to go home.

After another hour of dancing, it was time for you both to go home because you decided to try and breakdance. It wasn't a bad attempt, but you had fell a little too hard when trying to stop meaning you'd probably have a bruise in the morning.

Convincing Jeongin you were okay enough to walk home, you grabbed his hand leaving. He noted your pace was slower than normal, but he didn't want to bring attention to it. Until you stopped all together.

"Innie.. my feet hurt."

He laughed, "Do you wanna switch shoes?"

Then you did just that. Having found out you were the same size by wearing his matching pair of shoes before, you both knew this idea would work. He looked weird, but he'd do anything for you.

"The heels?" Someone questioned going pass.

"Yea. My girlfriend is drunk, and her feet hurt from dancing all night."

You grinned brightly; he must love you if he's willing to suffer public humiliation.

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Skz Drabble — Hunger Calls

Author’s Note: This Drabble is bought to you by this tiktok.

It has been the hardest day you have had in a long time. You take an uber to the dorms instead of your house to see your boyfriend. He was your comfort person, and you needed to feel comforted right now. He made you feel warm inside and like you could just be yourself.

When you arrive, you knock on the door. It is raining, so you are a little bit wet when Seungmin answers the door.

“Oh hey y/n. Minho is in his room.” He says stepping aside for you to come in.

“Hi Seungmin, and oh thank you” You barely manage to croak out.

After coming in, you take off your heels leaving you in just a dress and with your purse. You go down the hall and knock on his door. You heart heavy; you could feel the tears coming.

“Coming!” You hear Minho say. Some shuffles later he opens the door to your shaking and wet figure.

“Can you make me something to eat?” You ask softly.

“Damn Bambi, you look like shit. I’m not making you shit.” He joked, smiling as he pat your head lightly.

Expecting a quick lash back, but you just sobbed as you laid against his chest. He is confused and guilty as he rubs your back.

“I’m sorry babe. Was it the joke? I didn’t mean it. Of course I’ll make you something.”

You shake your head into his chest. He went into the kitchen carrying you, but not before closing his bedroom door. He sits you down on the counter as he looks in the fridge.

“What’s wrong babe? You’re messing up your make up.”

He began to make japchae for you. Once you’re crying is under control, you try to talk as slowly and calmly as possible.

“I got fired today. I don’t even understand what I did so wrong. All I did was bring the wrong color pen to a meeting.”

He sighed as he turned towards you. He ran a hand through your hair. “It is okay babe. They’re just assholes. We’re gonna find you a new job. Alright? I talk to Chan to come up with ideas between the three of us.”

“Okay.. thank you.”

He smiled “You know i’d do anything for you. It is truly nothing. You better eat all this food damn it.”

“Who are you threatening you flat footed-“

He interrupted you “Ahh there’s my girl!” You just laughed and punched his arm.

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Inspired by anti-romatic (txt)

My mutuals and I as skz dynamics

No one asked for this but idc 😭😭 and I got bored during work so here we go!

— Angel 🍯

Jeongin (Me) and Seungmin (Rin 🐶 @lino-jagiyaa) —

It’s giving besties, siblings, trouble-makers. I love you so much and probably spend the most time talking to you out of all my mutuals. My Aquarius twin 🤧🥹 you make me feel normal even though I’m weird. Just like Seungmin is for Jeongin.

Jeongin (Me) and Minho (Jas 🎐 @crispy-chan) —

Older sibling and younger sibling vibes are strong with this one. You have taken me under your wing, and I am greatful. You are really caring and it makes me comfortable as well.

Changbin (me) and Hyunjin (Bunny @virgoracha) —

My fiancée 🤧😍 I love you Bunny. We don’t talk that much but your personality and writing>>>>. We’re giving understanding. Hyunjin and Changbin support each other when they’re down or scared. That is us. I will support you forever.

Hyunjin (me) and Jeongin (Soul @l-luvr) —

Soull 😫 I wanna talk to you so much more. I feel like I’m Hyunjin trying to love on Jeongin with you. I just wanna be there and have good times together. Idk if this is weird, but I just know you have good energy from our like one conversation together.

Minho (Me) and Changbin (Moon 🤍 @moonmukamiamajiki) —

Moon ✨ I appreciate you and your daily check ups. A calm and chill dynamic we have going on. We have a virtual hug type of thing going on. I love it. I really want the best for you.

Minho (me) & Chan (Joo @lino-nyangi) —

The ‘Lee Know and his only hyung’ vibes are strong with this one. I feel very accepted and grateful to talk to you. Your page is really popping and mine isn’t so I’m glad you even talked to me. I really feel like I’ve been accepted by you.

Jisung (me) and Felix (Cielle 🍙 @starseungs) —

Twin energy. Good, positive vibes. Never a dull moment. Not often talking but the actions speak a lot louder. I love your work, and you have a good sense of humor. The love you have for your mutuals>>>. I appreciate you greatly. I can’t wait to have more interactions and conversations.

Jisung (me) and Seungmin (🌻 @chvnssecret) —

We haven’t talked in a while. You are very blunt yet nice. I chose Seungsung because they are an underrated duo. Also, not one many people talk about. That is us.

Last but not leasttt…

Seungmin (me) and Minho (Tan @j-0ne25) —

My newest mutual 🥹🤍 much love for you. We haven’t had much time for me to feel out our dynamic. BUT I chose the most chaotic one because we are bound to destruction. We vowed to commit crimes together. Crimes will insue!

If you made it to the end of this and you’re not my mutual, message me and we can be mutuals. I am always looking for more. I like so much more than kpop ranging from hip-hop, anime, cooking, video games, and more. I just like to talk to people 🥹

— Angel