♡ Endless Chan Gifs ♡ [173 - 180] / ∞ – Ex - Music Core (200919)

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It’s a sensitive topic for him

Skz Reactions: You take your engagement ring off

Author’s Note: This is one of the most difficult but interesting stories I’ve written. I hope you guys like it. I forgot to mention the inspiration behind this was from @yangfleurs and her writing. Anyways, please let me know your favorite members story :)

Genre: angst & a lil hurt/comfort

Word Count: 5,052

Warnings: Mentions of motion sickness, fear of flights/heights, forgetting to eat, cursing, not wanting to get out of bed, home sickness, jealousy, other kpop groups besides skz, degrading words, previous death, and trauma.

Chan

It was stressful to be with Chan because he doesn’t spend much time at home. You rarely see each other but he makes up for it in his own ways. Most days are spent overthinking though.

Chan spent so much time helping you gain confidence and the ability to communicate. He is proud of the steps you have made in this journey even if it is against his own judgement.

He wanted to get you out your comfort zone a bit by taking you on vacation. The issue is you didn’t feel comfortable with flights over four hours. You get too in your head on top of getting motion sickness every time you fly. Longer than four hours is torture.

“I just don’t see the big issue babe. It’s only a six hour flight. I will try to find you some medicine for your motion sickness.”

“I don’t feel comfortable doing that Channie…”

“Babe you’ll love this place though. You like tropical weather and we can go surfing and stuff. It will be fun. Just you and me.”

“Chan we can go anywhere to have fun. I just cannot do it.”

“I already paid for it babe..”

“WITHOUT TELLING ME?! Chan! Now I have to go on a trip because you paid for it. Way to guilt me into going..” You got up from your seat next to him.

“Hold on. You know I didn’t do this on purpose.” He grabs your hand, looking up into your eyes.

“What? Did you think I was just gonna have nothing to say?” You questioned. He didn’t say anything simply looking away.

“You mister communication is important and boundaries are normal thought nothing about the future?! Respect my fucking boundaries Chan.” You pull away from him and place the ring in his hand before leaving.

He sits there looking at it for a while before coming into the living room.

“I think we should just call off the wedding.” Chan suggests.

“And what makes you say that?” You ask. Of course he didn’t come out here to apologize.

“You gave the ring back… you must not want it.”

“I gave it back because you didn’t fucking respect my boundaries. It is a warning. The next time you will lose me. Chan I don’t force you to experience discomfort or face your fears, and you shouldn’t do either of those things to me. If I forced us to go skydiving, you’d be upset.”

“No I wouldn’t. I’m not a giant baby like you. I actually can do things that make me uncomfortable. It’s about growth which you obviously don’t want if you’re never willing to do anything.”

You nod slowly and lean back. You see how he really felt about the situation. He doesn’t wanna get married to you. He is easily willing to call it off and insult you as well.

Minho

It was not a smooth journey for you and Minho to finally be engaged. Several on and off situations, the contacting each other on different accounts, and all the other bullshit got you where you are today.

You were not expecting to be engaged at this age especially after being so temporary with him before. You don’t even have a relationship date anymore because y’all were not together so much.

Minho was a lover and close to you, but somehow he still manages to push you to a level of rage you shouldn’t be feeling. He was just irritated so much. Every little situation made him mad, and his anger can be a lot.

He is working on his anger, but today was just a lot for you both. Being that you both had different schedules, you split responsibilities in order of who had time to do it. You took care of the pets in most cases. Besides dinner, Minho fed them dinner instead of you.

You just had forgotten to give them breakfast. They were more vocal than normal when he arrived home. You were in the shower. Knowing he would be home around that time, you got yourself together after having a breakdown to try to make yourself presentable.

He feeds them before coming into your shared room. “Baby?” He yells into the bathroom. “Yes?”

“Did you feed the babies? They seemed really starved.”

Oh shit. After being glued to the bed all of today, you realized you truly neglected all your responsibilities for today. “No.. I forgot!” You yell back. He sighs and comes into the bathroom. “Babe! You can’t keep forgetting about them. It’s the second day in a row. I might as well feed them all at night!”

“Well do that then!”

He growled as he grabbed the make up remover from the cabinet. “What the fuck do I need you for then? Can’t even care for our cats let alone future children.”

You cut off the shower and pulled the curtain back. “That’s not the same and you know it. I will literally remember our child.” You step out the shower and grab a towel.

“How do I know that? You can’t remember my children now. They’re important to me. I’m starting to think you’re jealous of them.”

“Jealous? Of some cats? Let’s be so fucking for real Minho.” You tell him drying off. You grab your lotion from the sink.

“Yes jealous. You get jealous over anything. Also, let’s not act like you have the maternal gene. You obviously let them starve today. Like I’m pretty sure you wish I would be nicer to you like them but then you do shit like this.”

“Shit like this?”

“Yes! Be unreliable like how are we gonna build anything together when you gon forget the nail’s then act like it’s not a big issue. Be making me question if you’re wifey material.”

You just leave the bathroom after that comment. You sit your engagement ring on the dresser as you get dressed. Hopefully he gets the message that you’re irritated with him. You go into the kitchen to check on the cats and to apologize to them.

As the cats crowd around you to get pet, minho comes into the room with your ring in hand.

“So now we’re forgetting our rings?” He asks.

“I’m not motherly and not wifey material right? Are you really surprised?”

“You’re a fucking child! Stop being stupid and put the damn ring on. You really mad at the truth. You need to work on yourself.”

“You didn’t even ask why I didn’t feed them. I’m DEPRESSED Minho. You don’t even give a fuck.”

“How would I know that?!” He yells in your face.

“MAYBE IF YOU GAVE A FUCK!” You say as tears roll down your face. “I fucking hate you. You’re a selfish bitch.” You push him away as you grab your coat and leave the house slamming the door.

Changbin

Changbin constantly makes you wonder if you were good enough for him. It was your difference in personality and lifestyle that made you wonder if you guys were compatible.

You didn’t argue much though. Just lots of misunderstandings. Nothing gets too out of hand. That is why you are shocked at the lack of care he has right now.

“What do you mean we can’t live in another country? I literally have been living here for you for years Changbin. I wanna spend some time home if possible.”

“When we get married, I want to start a family. We can’t be uprooting our family like that. It’s not good for a baby or children to leave super young.”

“Then let’s wait for them to get older before coming back. We will be leaving before I get 30 years old.”

“That’s asking a lot. We are secure here.”

“And asking me to move half way across the fucking world wasn’t a lot Changbin?!”

“Don’t start cursing and yelling. Let’s try to have a conversation not an argument.”

“Now you’re gonna tell me what to do? Why would I wanna get fucking married to you? We don’t even want the same things. You’re not willing to even compromise.”

“Compromise?! You just want it to go your way! You decided to stay here. How is that my fault? Be for real y/n. You really think I’m not compromising. You aren’t even understanding what I’m trying to say because you are so caught up in what you want to say in response.”

“Since I’m so uncompromising and not understanding. Marry someone else.” You throw the ring at him and walk away. He catches it and glances at it before walking up to you. He grabs your arm and leads you out the door.

“Let me go Changbin.” You try fighting with him, but his grip is too strong. He forces you to get into the car before getting in himself and driving off.

“We are gonna talk this out or you can leave and never come back again.” He states as he watches the road. He had no doubt you would just talk. You don’t really want him to be out of your life. That is unrealistic. You love him.

“I want to see my family Changbin… I want to go home.” You are nearly crying at this point.

“I understand that. I want that for you. I just don’t think we should be having a baby and doing that. We might just have to hold back on having children and getting married.”

“I just need this for my spirit. I want to do all those things with you. I just do wanna spend at least a year home. My parents are getting older. I wanna make sure they are okay and know if they are sound enough for us to stay living so far away.”

He just nods taking in everything you said. “I love you, and I am willing to do that with you. You have to acknowledge that we could go broke. I probably won’t be able to get a job so fast especially not knowing much about the land or culture…”

“Changbinn I’m not asking you to be perfect. I know this is going to be rough, but we have each other. I will try to make this as smooth as possible for us.”

He sighs and nods. “Okay but if we’re going broke within the first few months we have to leave. Promise me.”

“I promise Binnie.”

Hyunjin

You knew Hyunjin’s emotions very well because he was very open about them. His facial expressions revealed everything anyways.

That’s how you knew he was serious about this. You never once took Hyunjin for the jealous type. He was very secure in your status with him. Maybe it was that the guy was another idol.

You had attended a private party with the boys and lots of other famous celebrities were also invited. You decided to wear a simple red dress and heels. Nothing flashy as you were always impressive even in the worst clothes.

Hyunjin stayed by your side as much as possible. However, he didn’t expect you to get in a conversation with Hongjoong as soon as he walked away.

It was a simple conversation. He came over to ask what group you were in, but you cleared up any confusion.

“Oh no. I’m not an idol. I’m here with Hyunjin. That’s my boyfriend.” You explain to him.

“Oh okay. I was just wondering because I never seen you around. I saw you with Chan earlier, so I was wondering if he was hiding his friends from me.” You laugh and shake your head.

“I am friends with Chan, but he is also like my brother. Anyways, I’m y/n nice to meet you.” You bow a little.

“I’m Hongjoong from ateez. Oh here comes your man. I got to get going.” He says walking past Hyunjin and bowing some.

“Hyunjin”

“Hongjoong” he says bowing back before walking towards you. He grabs your arm and leads you to the bathroom. He locks the door once you both are inside.

“What the hell Hyunjin?”

“What the hell to me? What the hell were you and Hongjoong talking about? And why did he leave when I was approaching?!” He questioned, getting close to your face.

“First off”, you push his face back “Get the fuck out my face. Second off, why are you being so jealous right now? We talked about being an idol. He thought I was an idol, but I’m obviously not.”

“So he was trying to talk you up when I left? Fucking-“ Your laughs cut him off. You back into the wall laughing.

“What is so fucking funny?!” He yells.

“You. Look at you all jealous over nothing. I thought you were more secure and confident than this.” You inform him.

“I thought you were more trustworthy and beautiful than this. You look so ugly right now.” He says with a face that read disgust.

"If I'm so disgusting Hyunjin, find someone else to marry then!" You spat at him throwing the ring in his face and walking out the bathroom. Some of the idols in the room seemed to stop and stare in that direction.

He was embarrassed and angry. Chan came over to him and tried to talk him down, but Hyunjin locked the door behind you as he paced inside the bathroom. Tears of anger flowed down his cheeks.

Han

You haven’t seen Han in a few days. He comes home when you are already sleep, and he leaves before you could even wake up. He has been sleeping in the guest room. He tries to be discreet, but the bed hasn’t been made the same for a few days.

He must be mad about the argument and what happened. You never expected the silent treatment from him though. Your texts and calls left on delivered. He hadn’t blocked you just ignoring you on purpose. You tried to have a friend call, but he wasn’t answering anyones calls apparently. That was what you thought until you checked in with Jeongin.

You had went to get coffee together. Jeongin loved spending time with you because you were his friend. He knew something was wrong as soon as you were in his presence. He was just waiting for you to mention anything.

“Have you seen Jisung?” You ask him sipping on your coffee.

“Yes. He was in the studio yesterday with Chan. We recorded some guide’s yesterday nothing heavy.”

“Did he say anything to you about us..? Or anything alarming?”

“He didn’t say anything besides the song. The quietest I’ve seen him in months. He normally cracks at least one joke.”

You sigh. The tears were fighting to fall. Maybe you pushed him too far by not wearing the ring anymore. It was serious at the time tough. It was the only way you thought of getting your point across.

“What happened between you two?” Jeongin asks lowly.

You slowly start to explain what happened. It was truly a regular day. You had spent time together doing errands. After seeing families together, Jisung had a lot of baby fever. This wouldn’t be an issue normally; he just would get over it quickly. This time it felt a little overwhelming.

“Babeee are you sure we can’t just have one?” He questioned as he played with your hair.

“Yess. Children are not something I want at the moment, and we agreed on it. You want to get married first anyways.”

“We’re engaged.. that is good enough. I want a mini me or you. I love babies.”

You mumble “I don’t…” He side eyes you. He kisses your neck. “Come on baby. Don’t be that way.”

You push his head away and stand up. “No Sung.” He smacks his lips before watching you. “Damn we can’t just.. yk either?”

“No and you aren’t even taking me seriously.”

“Because I don’t understand the hold up, we’re secure right now. I won’t wait forever.”

You look in his eyes for any sign he was kidding. You turn to leave, placing your ring on the dresser. “How’s this for forever?” You ask before leaving out the room.

Jeongin gasps. “Damn y’all are done forever?”

You sigh and put your face in your hands. “I didn’t mean it.. I was hoping it just stopped the conversation. Apparently, it stopped all conversations.”

“Y’all need to talk. Try to fix that. He is gonna burn himself out working so much.”

“I can try, but he literally doesn’t even come home if I’m awake. He isn’t answering my texts or calls. I don’t know Jeongin.”

“Go to the studio then. He is constantly napping in there, so he will probably be working or sleeping. Either way you have him trapped.”

You end up at the guys studio thanks to Jeongin. You watch him through the door as he works. Lots of papers are spread around the room. He has written so much lately. Han always writes lyrics down on paper. Not too keen on keeping a virtual document.

You knock on the door before coming in. He panics almost before seeing it was you. You sit next to him in a chair as he continues. There you sat for ten minutes. He doesn’t acknowledge you, look at you, or anything. You could see some of the lyrics he wrote. It was different songs. One about being angry; another about apologizing for the pressure on you.

“Hanji.. I miss you. I know work is important, but can we please talk?”

“About what? We have nothing to talk about. When I find a place of my own, I will be out of your hair. For now I’m just working to make money for myself.”

“You don’t have to find a new place Jisung. I-” he cuts you off. “I need to find a new place because apparently we’re single forever.”

“I’m sorry I took the ring off. I didn’t mean it seriously.”

“Then just don’t say it. You don’t do shit like that on a whim. It really hurts… it has been so hard to be without you. I’ve seen you, and you don’t even seem sad without me.”

“Jisung-“

“Just leave please. I have work to do. Also, I still don’t have anything more to say. We argued, but you really hurt me. You threw the ring down like it was nothing.”

“I am trying-“

“LEAVE! I don’t want to hear it. You’re stressing me out and making me anxious.. just please leave.”

You nod and grab your things to leave. You look back at him from the door once more before leaving. He didn’t once look at you. Even by accident.

Felix

Felix and the boys didn’t go out often to clubs and things. Being celebrities and having busy schedules, they rarely had the time. When it does happen though, you don’t attend. Clubs aren’t your scene.

You prefer to spend time at home with your’s and Felix’s cat. He is very happy to have you home to play and nap together. Felix thinks it’s okay that you stay home. When he catches you two cuddling sometimes because he stayed out late, he finds it endearingly cute. Two babies.

Today though Felix came home rather drunk. He stumbled through the door putting his keys on the hook before sliding off his shoes. As he is going to hang his jacket, he sees you on the couch. He is startled and grabs his chest.

“Oh fuck y/n… say something next time. I almost died.”

You squint at him. Felix has great reflexes and senses so how drunk is he? “Are you drunk?”

“Maybeee” he hums putting his jacket on the coat rack.

“Did you drive home?” Silence. If looks could kill, he would be dead from the glare you are sending him. Even with his back turned he could feel you.

“Felix!”

“I’m sorry. I needed a way home.” He quickly apologizes and approaches you. He grabs your hands.

“Felix.. don’t be drunk driving! Is the car okay?!”

“Yes I only hit like one curb on the way home…”

“Felix! You know drunk driving is bad. I can’t believe you. Ask one of the guys next time to take you home. You could have killed someone or worse died!”

“But I didn’t. I’m here and everyone is safe.”

“You are not taking this seriously… you know I don’t play about this.” You warned him time and time again about drunk driving. A drunk driver killed your best friend in high school. It happened right after school as you guys were going to get boba together.

“It’s not that serious though? Everyone is okay. Babe I’m fine. I will go get the car fixed tomorrow okay?”

You tear up and push his hands away. “It’s not fine. How could you be so reckless after what I told you? Do you not care? I can’t even think about you rn. I don’t even want to.” You take the ring off and place it on the table before going in the bathroom and locking the door.

Felix stares at the ring before tearing up. How could you take off the ring he gave you? Did he fuck up that bad? Then it hit him. He cries softly to not attract attention from you. He felt like an asshole for almost making you relive your childhood trauma.

He comes and knocks on the door. “Babe I’m sorry for what I did. I shouldn’t have driven home drunk and made you worried. It is a big deal, and I’m sorry I possibly reminded you of the traumatic situation you experienced with your friend.”

You come out the bathroom after two minutes and hug him. You both had been crying. He rubs your back and kisses your head. Maybe he did care..

Seungmin

You had talked with Seungmin about your past before. Your relationship with your parents and siblings made you the way you are now. Sometimes you cut up on him. It wasn’t on purpose; it was your fight or flight kicking in.

He found it a little daunting at first because he didn’t expect it from you. He thought you were just sarcastic to be funny, but he soon came to realize you were conditioned to be that way.

You had a lot of issues you two were working with. One being deciding your love language since you were lacking a lot growing up. The two things that outweighed everything is words of affirmation and acts of service.

Seungmin didn’t understand you in that sense of wanting to do things for him. He was certainly more independent than most men you ever met let alone dated. It was nice sometimes, but you never get to show him any love.

“Min do you want breakfast?” You questioned as you were making your own food.

“No it’s fine. I will just have some yogurt and fruit.” He responded from the bathroom.

“I can prepare it for you if you’d like. I’m already in here, and I know you have a packed schedule today.” You offer wanting to be useful.

“No it’s fine. I got it. You relax. You have to work today just like I do.”

You just huff and continue making your breakfast. It felt wrong to not make him breakfast or do anything for him to help him get ready. The guilt was eating you alive even though he doesn’t see anything wrong in him caring for himself.

“Babe are you tired of me?” You ask him as he comes into the room. He shakes his head as he opens the fridge. “No not at all. Why?”

“Why can’t I ever help you in the morning? You don’t want me to iron your clothes, help style your hair, make you breakfast, clean up after you… you do everything on your own.”

“So that means I’m tired of you?” He questions as he looks at you. He had his yogurt and fruit in hand.

“Yes…? You just don’t always make me feel wanted. I don’t understand why you want me. I’m not doing any good for you.”

“I love you. I really do. I don’t need you to do those things for me. I just want you to be there for me mentally. I want a companion.”

“So I’m a pet?”

“Babe don’t start this. I love you and I’m not tired of you end of story. You don’t have to be living like you were with your mother. The weight of caring for the whole house is off your shoulders.”

“I just want to love you Seungmin…” your tears finally fall from your glossed over eyes. “I just want to feel wanted. I just can’t help but overthink this.. like how can you not want me to help you? Am I too incompetent in your opinion?”

“Why would I ask you to marry me if you are incompetent y/n?! You think of yourself so lowly and that is the problem. You shouldn’t need to care for me or have me talk your head up to feel worthy.” His words sting. How could he just invalidate your love languages.

“You know what? It’s fine. I don’t need this invalidation right now. Just eat your breakfast. I’m gonna go get ready for work.” You leave the kitchen with your food and close the door to your room.

After a while, you go in the kitchen and leave your plate in the kitchen before leaving the house for work. Seungmin sighs after hearing the door close. “No good bye huh?” He questions out loud. He goes into the room to grab his bag and phone charger. The shine of your engagement ring from the dresser is bright when the sun hits it. You left it there for him to notice.

And notice he did because you returned home to his ring next to yours. He didn’t send any texts or call once. You just nod and get in the shower. Once he returned, he did the same as you watched television in the living room.

You waited for him to get out the shower. You approached him as he got dressed. “So you didn’t wear your ring today?” You asked him. He nods and looks at you. “You started this. I’m only doing what you do.” You shake your head. “Sure.. I don’t invalidate your love language but you do it to me.”

He sighs, “you’re not gonna give this up are you? I only said the truth.”

“Okay whatever. I should just let it go because nothing ever matters to Seungmin.” You say grabbing the ring and going in the living room.

Jeongin

You stayed with Jeongin because you had fell on hard times, and he was your supportive boyfriend. Well, he was your supportive boyfriend.

It had been slightly hard on him supporting the both of you. Jeongin had expensive habits. He bought lots of clothes. As well as, he was a gift giver. His love language was gift giving for others. Also, he was barely home before so he saved lots of money on food. He ate out with the rest of skz, but you needed to eat at home.

You didn’t know he was struggling at all to make ends meet. You found out after overhearing him tell Chan. Chan was trying to be supportive and help him figure out ways to make things better. The guilt was heavy on your mind though. Jeongin didn’t seem happy anymore with you.

This must be the last straw. You feared the conversation with him. He asked you to wait up for him tonight. Normally he joins you in bed around 11 pm. You sat on the couch wrapped up in a blanket. Mind running kept you up at odd hours anyways. You haven’t gotten much sleep after finding out the news.

He walks in shortly after 10:30 pm. He sits next to you after leaving his shoes at the door. “Hey y/n.” You clear your throat before looking at him. “Hi Jeongin.”

“You’re probably wondering what I wanted to talk about. I just wanted to keep you in the loop. I don’t think I can afford to.. have you keep staying here.”

You heart dropped a little, but you were expecting this. “What am I supposed to do Jeongin? We’re supposed to be getting married. Is it not weird for us to suddenly not live together anymore?”

“You might have to start working then. It’s been months. The job market cannot be that dead.” He claims, sitting back to look at you.

“I wish it wasn’t but it truly is. I would literally have to go back to school to do anything. All the jobs that are constantly hiring I just don’t have the skills for them.” You explain to him. You felt tears forming in your eyes and your throat starts to be close slightly.

“Well maybe you need to do that. I just know I can’t do it for right now. I love you for sure, but I need something more than you’re giving me. Love isn’t paying the bills. I need you to leave.”

“Today?” You ask him as the tears ran down your cheeks.

“Preferably. I don’t wanna feel guilty and go back on my word.”

You just nod and wipe your eyes. “I don’t think I can do this Jeongin. I can’t pretend like I haven’t noticed the looks you have been giving me. You don’t love me the same, and it hurts to know you’re probably using this as an excuse to cover up your true feelings.” You explain through sobs and heavy breaths. He looks down at his hands, in a way, he confirmed your true fear.

“It’s okay though. It was good while it lasted. I will miss you, but I won’t be a dummy for you.” You get up slowly and place the engagement ring in his hand. You go into the room you both shared and packed the minimal amount of things you have. You don’t look at him before leaving.

He sits there looking at the ring for a while before placing it on the table. He goes to shower. He felt somewhat guilty, but he was glad you didn’t make a bigger deal about it. He would miss you as well.

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Venom

Synopsis: Getting caught up with Taehyun was a bad idea from the start

Genre: Angst

Warnings: yandere! Taehyun, violence, mentions of liquor

Word Count: 1,086

You hadn’t known Kang Taehyun for long, but the first time you met him... he had an unexplainable power to him. He pulled up to the club with major security. Four security guards ranging in sizes and specialties. He was always there for a business meeting. Never spending random nights out in a club. Heading straight to the back behind some doors, he only met behind multiple doors. It was easier to hear someone coming. Trauma response.

You had the gracious honor to be his host, in a way, for the night. Taking his and his business partner’s drink orders, you made them carefully knowing he could tip well. It was always about the money for you. You lived paycheck to paycheck for as long as you could remember. Your parents lived that way and grandparents. His money was nice and was a goal, but it never impressed you.

“Hi beautiful. I’ll take a whiskey sour. More whiskey, less sour.” His order simple: he much preferred hard liquor. Dark liquor. It was the only thing that matched his dark aesthetic, but he also grew up watching his father only drink dark liquor. All the liquor he stole as a kid was whiskey.

His business partner never caught your eye the way Taehyun did. His wet gel ridden hair that day still lives in your mind. It was never him though. Never his appearance, always the mystery for you. The way he pays with a black card, the black trucks he rides around in, the ever-changing phones and numbers. His voice, even over the phone, so silky smooth. It felt like a breeze of wind on a hot summer night.

As well as his ability to keep you updated, you always knew what number he was using for the week or month. You always made his drinks even at home. If you went out, he wouldn’t drink. Only trusting you. Simple. His biggest mistake. Never expecting you.

It made it easier to leave as well. He never asked much about you. You could run; he wouldn’t be able to track you. Or so you thought. That’s how you both stood in Panama. He followed you halfway around the world.

“Y/n” he yells as you see him standing at the end of the street. The wicked smile adorns his face as if he has no worries for keeping you around again.

Thump.

Thump.

Your heart was pounding, adrenaline rushing. You stare for an exit. Way-out. Anywhere to go. You want to run, but his guards stood at the other end of the street. You are led to a truck in which you got in and sit slumped down.

Your ears burning and breaths uneven. He stares into your soul, and you can tell even without watching him. It makes you want to ball up and hide. His hand found your thigh, with an electric shock going through you, it was enough for you to jump back some. Yet, he never removing his hand as you ride with him. “So, what was your plan?”

The plan. A simple one. You just wanted freedom. It was eleven at night when you entered the hotel room Taehyun had rented for you. The only time you and him ever spent alone without body guards. He wanted no one to hear you scream his name. He didn’t want anyone to know who he was. It didn’t bother you at first, but the lying about who he is got old quickly. Only referring to him as ‘a special friend’ seemed sus to all your friends.

Still, here you go making drinks for him again. He wanted something simple, calling out to you as he freshened up. It gave you just enough time to spike his drink. It was not to kill him. Just to get time. Every moment spent with Taehyun he confirmed he would never let you go. ‘I’m yours and your mines forever.’ You know too much about his friends, his family, his business… him.

You both toast to another night together, clinking glasses for the last time. You decided to give him a show if this would be the last time. The lap dance lasted all of two songs before he was ready for you. Upon laying down, he was a goner. You grabbed your things, placed a kiss upon his cheek, and ran. Ran as fast as you could back to your place.

You gathered the luggage you packed beforehand. Your new information: identification card, passport, etc. then headed to the airport. As you waited for your flight, you spent most of it in the bathroom. Pacing. ‘What if he finds me?’ He won’t. ‘What if he was pretending and wanted me gone?’ He wasn’t pretending. ‘Did he actually love me?’ I don’t know… the logical side of your brain was trying to help the panicked side, but it never stopped. Even after landing in Panama.

You pulled up to nowhere. Just open land. He covered your mouth with a bandana. He is trying to drug you. Don't breathe in. Don't panic. You try holding your breath for as long as possible, but you breathe deeply afterwards to make up for the lack of oxygen. You felt like you were floating in an ocean then you felt nothing but cold. Drowning.

Screaming underwater until there was light again. Your head aches from the sudden brightness. You close your eyes as chuckles erupt across from you. Taehyun. You glance at him before he slowly approaches. “I wanted to be serious with you from that night forward, but you just had to go and ruin it…” He pulls out a dagger.

You were tied up to a metal chair, screwed into the ground. Hands cuffed behind your back. Feet cuffed to the legs of the chair. You were at his mercy. A bug caught in a spiderweb.

“Serious with me? You weren’t gonna tell a soul about us.. you used me. I didn’t even get anything from it but sex. You got me: my emotions, my heart. You didn’t even want it until the end?!” You yelled at the end. You were broken. You thought he wanted you the entirety of the time.

He twirled the dagger around in his hand as he stabs into your leg. The piercing scream coming from the bottom of your soul. “TAEHYUN!” You sob at the throbbing of the dagger still lodged into your leg.

“You’re mine. Forever. Don’t think you’re gonna run again, my love.”

Taglist — @kflixnet @kpflyn @lino-jagiyaa @svngcore @moonmukamiamajiki

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

Skz Drabble — Hyunminsung

Author’s note: Idk what this is… I just thought about it. Might delete it later 🤷🏾‍♀️

It was something about summertime that never hit the same for you. Even with you being somewhat content most of the year; it bought out the worst of your depression. You hated the warmth and sweating. It was uncomfortable.

It reminded you that life is and will always be changing. Nothing is forever. Your childhood was over. The long days playing in the sun were past due. The only thing that reminded you of your childhood was the air conditioner sound.

You laid under it every summer. Listening to the sound of the machine blow air, it was soothing to your spirit. Often lulling you to sleep with how simple it is. Jisung has joined you in relaxing under the air conditioner. The tears you shed minutes ago gone. He had his arms wrapped around you as you both stared at the ceiling.

“Do you ever miss being a kid? Like elementary school?” You ask him.

“I do. Life was simpler then. I didn’t have to pay any bills or worry about anything. I was just going to school really.“ he says twirling your hair around his index finger.

“I wish I could somehow combine being an adult and child. I want to be carefree and less insecure like a child, but I, also, want to be independent and loved like right now.” You admit to him.

He rubs your cheek. Nothing was said just the lull of air flowing. “I wish that too. I just want to be happy, so I’m glad I’m an adult now.” He tells you as he interlocks your hand with his. “I wouldn’t be happy without you guys.”

You smile at him and nod. You wouldn’t be happy without them either. Jisung, Minho, and Hyunjin made you the happiest woman in the world. They were your boys, and it was always entertaining to be with them.

Minho and Hyunjin enter the room and immediately lay down next to you guys in bed. “Hey babies. What y’all doing?” Minho asks.

“Just venting about growing old.”

“Ah we should listen to 19 then” Hyunjin suggests. You all laugh and shake your head. “I thought it was a good idea..” he mumbles, embarrassed.

You pat his head gently, “no it was a good idea. Just not the right mood for right now.” You felt warm inside knowing that you can just cuddle in bed right now. No one had to be anywhere. It was perfect. Just them, you, and the sound of the ac.

You tried to pull Minho closer, but he was heavier than you expected. “Does the baby wanna be smushed?” Minho coos at you.

“Yes. I am sleepy..” you admit softly. They all inch closer with you in between Jisung and Minho. Hyunjin was next to Jisung because Minho always slept on the edge.

You felt warm as they enclosed you in. You tried to listen to them talk, but it was pretty useless. Within the next ten minutes, you were sleeping.

“Look at them. So sleepy and cute.” Jisung coos as he brushes your hair back.

“I know right. It’s like the air conditioner has melatonin in it.” Minho jokes as they all laugh.

“I’m glad we make them so comfortable. They deserve a little reminder of their childhood even if it’s just sleeping right under the air conditioner.” Hyunjin concludes as they get comfortable themselves. Might as well take a group nap.

Taglist — @l-luvr @lino-jagiyaa 🐶 @moonmukamiamajiki 🤍 @kpflyn

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.”