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Skz Pack: Natural Born Leader

Author's Note: I hope you guys like the introduction to our pack leader, Chan. This is an Omega verse story so expect mentions of Omega/Alphas. The picture is how Chan looks in the fic. Italics are thoughts.

Genre: Fluff, little suggestive at the end

Warnings: Mention of skz x skz, Insecurities, pets, and children

Word Count: 2,051

You walk into the music building and head towards the rooms dedicated to private practice. Entering the same one Jeongin always suggested, he was fairly familiar with the routine by now. He’d know you’re here. 

Thursdays were your time together as a couple that’s why it was shocking to you when Chan walks through the door. You had only seen him that night at your house while sick. 

“Hi are you y/n?” He asks. His hair was adorably curly; he seemed to have been on a mission to find you. 

“Yes I am, and are you Chan?” You question just for clarity. He was a pretty boy: dimples, nice smile, silver chains, no rings surprisingly, hoop earrings though, nice simple outfit.

“Yes, I’m Chan. I’m here for your piano lesson. Jeongin had something come up, and he decided it would be best for me to attend in his place.” You nodded before he sat next to you. 

“I hope I’m as good of a teacher as Jeongin. I can say that I make more music of my own, so I'm not the best at playing other people's music.” He clarified, smiling at you.

“Okay well the song Jeongin was teaching me is All of Me by John Legend. Do you know the song?” He nods before grabbing his phone to look up the chords for you.

“Can I hear how much you know so far?” His question catches you off guard. You hadn’t caught up with the fact that Chan was going to judge your abilities until right now. You kind of slump down. 

“Umm… Do I have to show you right now?” He nods. “It’s okay to be nervous. I can turn away if it will make it easier for you. I don’t want to overwhelm you.”

The smell of roses, Chan’s scent, allows you to calm down. He turns around to give you some comfortability and after controlling your breathing you play up until the chorus. 

You speak softly to him. “That is as far as I know.” He claps for you, smiling as he places a hand on your shoulder. “That was great. I know Jeongin is proud. I’m happy Innie has started talking to you. He seems more motivated than ever.”

You never really considered your effect on him, only vice versa. Jeongin made you want to feel feminine again after years of trying to be the hardest, toughest person you can. Jeongin made you more open and compassionate. He was a good influence on you.

Chan places his phone in front of you with the notes to aid in your practice. He watches carefully as you play the notes, and he corrects you when you press the wrong key.

Letting his curiosity get the best of him, Chan asks,“I was wondering… did you know anything about our pack?”

You glance up at him. Truth be told you knew very little about the pack. Jeongin had kept those aspects of his life under lock-and-key not wanting to overwhelm you with information. 

“I know some things… I know you're the pack alpha, and your pack has two omegas already. One of which is your moonmate.”

“That is correct. My moonmate’s name is Minho. I’m assuming you know that Jeongin is your moonmate?”

“I was assuming so. Is there a way that you just… know?” He laughs, making you blush in embarrassment. Was that a dumb question?

“You know when you’re longing for them at night, when your wolf seems at ease in their presence, when they make you feel like you can be the person you want to be. Minho allows me to take the lead, but he knows when I need to be supported and cared for. He is very thoughtful and caring which is one of the reasons I love him so much. I love all my pack members.” Chan spoke with no doubt in his voice. His greatest power came from his humble yet knowledgeable nature; he was a natural born leader. 

“He sounds very sweet. I see your pack has a lot of different people with different personalities.” You can admit that Jeongin, Chan, and the aforementioned Minho seemed very different. All sharing one trait: caring for their pack. Jeongin doesn’t mention the pack to you much, but you knew he spent most of his time with them. They all live together; he would drop anything if one of them needed him. It was adorably selfless of him, yet the first time he left for an emergency you felt lonely.

As you got back into practicing the song, Chan records you for Jeongin briefly. He wants to show him your progress, and you were appreciative of Chan being willing to show him. Chan was very attractive when he was focusing on something. Currently looking at his phone trying to message the video to Jeongin. 

He had caught your stare without you even noticing before he ends up sending the video to Jeongin at last. Chan, asking even more questions today, says “Do you ever picture it? You in our pack?” He seeks clarification if you would even want to become close to them.

“I think about it sometimes, but I don’t know if you and the rest of the members would accept me… I am afraid of being an unwanted member” He grabs your hand slowly. “I won’t ask you to do something you don’t want to, but I would love to take you to my favorite places today. Maybe it would help us bond.”

Chan brought you to the beach. He walks with you through the sand. One hand holding his shoes the other holding your hand. His hands are softer than you expected.

“Another pack member of mine: Hyunjin and I come here often. He uses it as inspiration for painting. I just like the sound and smell of the beach.” Chan admits to you. He seems very comfortable. 

You stood with your feet in water for a moment just taking in the scenery with Chan at your side; he is intrigued by you as you can tell by his staring. It made you blush and look down.

“Do you ever miss being a kid?” Your question seems to float in the air before going to Chan’s brain. “I do and that’s why I come to the beach. Back around the time my sister was born, my parents used to take me to the beach often. It was our personal bonding time.”

“Do you plan to bring your pups here?”

“I already do.” He mentioned hinting at you. You blush and laugh; you could guess Chan is fatherly towards his pack. That is endearingly cute.

“I appreciate you bringing me here. I love it. I’m glad I get to continue the tradition of coming to the beach with you.” You stand in silence for a while taking in the scenery. Lots of families are on the beach as well as some college students. They were probably secretly drinking somewhere. Overall, it was a calm day at the beach for you both.

Chan decides that the best thing to do afterwards would be to grab food. He took you to his favorite restaurant to grab some chicken considering it was something he could never be tired of. Upon getting there, the restaurant workers greeted him nicely and knew exactly what he wanted. Being somewhat shy, he orders for you as well.

“Thank you for ordering my food… I will face my fears one day. I just don’t want to sound stupid or stumble over my words. I know it’s normal to make mistakes and everyone isn’t going to judge me. I want to-” He cuts you off mid-sentence. “You’re rambling; I understand you. There is no need for explanations. Our Jisung is the same way. We have to order his food, or he will just sit there trying to build up the confidence forever.” 

“It seems this Jisung guy and I can’t ever go to dinner.” You both laugh at your horrible joke before Chan goes on his phone briefly to respond to what looks like multiple messages and emails. You had begun to play some phone games to distract you from overthinking. Not noticing when he finishes his responses Chan watches you play your games only commenting when you open Pokémon Go.

“Oh, you play this game too? You should add me. The rest of the guys make fun of me for playing it, and I’m glad you play it too. Give them less of an incentive to trash talk about it.”

“Yes, this game is so good. What is wrong with it?” You were genuinely confused about what was there to make fun of. “They say it’s for nerds. I just think certain Pokémon have advantages, and I want to see them fight other ones.”

“I just thought Pokémon were cute that’s why I downloaded it, but I got too competitive to quit.” Chan smiles. He is shocked to find out you’re competitive, but it was a good thing to have on his team. Someone who would go hard in situations that need it.

“Can I ask what’s your wolf's appearance?” You think deeply about the question. It had been a while since you even transitioned because the full moon is coming up soon.

“It is brown and white. Other than that, I have no idea. I just can see my own feet so..” He laughs and nods. “Among our pack you and Jisung would be the only members that are not a solid coloring. It might be difficult to tell them apart at first. I hope you do join us on the full moon. It would be a nice outing for us all.”

“I will think about it. You have shown me a lot of hospitality as well as not being so forward. I am nervous to engage in sexual things quickly.” You admit to him.

“Hopefully one day you feel comfortable enough to submit to one of our pack members rather that be physically or mentally.”

“I feel submissive around Jeongin. He makes me feel very comfortable so far, and he isn’t a super dominant alpha.”

“Wait until his rut starts… He has a lot of pent-up anger. He lets it out in bed often. I have had to get him under control a few times during his ruts. He becomes a good little pup eventually.” You could imagine that; Chan just has that type of leader energy.  

After eating Chan promises you the next place you travel to will be the last one for the day, he brings you to their home. He could tell by the dead cherry blossom smell this was a high anxiety thing for you. He places an arm around you.

“I promise no one is home. Just our pets…” Chan comments as he holds you close. You felt weak in the knees for a second before tightening up; Chan was indeed dreamy. His smell of roses matches your cherry blossom smell well. You both enter their home, and it is very cozy inside. It has real cabin vibes. Two dogs greet you upon entry.

“Hii Berry. Hi Bbama. This is our two dogs. There is another dog in our home, but he has to be caged when we leave because he is a troublemaker. I brought you here to show you that our house isn’t a scary place. We’re normal people just like everyone else.”

His arms have not left your figure yet keeping you held securely. It was probably a good thing because the dogs begin to run around in excitement over something.

“You put your arm around me, and I literally felt my knees buckle, this is pathetic." You admit to him. He smiles knowing he has you exactly where he wanted you. “It’s okay. Everyone's a little whipped for me. I think it’s cute that you think I'm handsome.”

Chan lifted your head with his finger, “I hope you consider joining us on the full moon and becoming a pack member. I’d love to have you.” 

“Is it supposed to be this hot in here?” You ask, trying to back away. Chan smiles “You’re cute. I want to ruin you one day. Let’s just get you home, okay?”

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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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Skz Drabble — Hunger Calls

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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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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 older brother reactions: You got your heartbroken for the first time

Author's Note: Special shout out to @l-luvr for her big brother reaction that inspired me to make this. I hope you enjoy mine as well. Italics are thoughts as always :)

Warnings (?): mentions of violence, nudity, cursing, lots of crying, weight insecurities, discriminatory language

Word Count: 5,937

Chan 

Why did I have to go to Uni in America?

That thought has been running rampant in your mind as if it was some kind of enigma. You were in your second year of university when you came home for break expecting things to be just fine. 

It was not fine. On the second day of break, your boyfriend broke up with you. 

You were doing fine until someone mentioned he was talking to someone. Already?! It’s only been 24 hrs.… To say you were devastated wouldn’t even be enough to describe how you felt. You locked yourself away in your room fleeing from your parents and siblings – ultimately the world. 

“Go check on her” 

“You do it! I’m not going in there.”

The mumbles of sounds outside your room weren’t your first concern as you listened to heartbreak songs in the dark. Difficult is how you’d describe trying to find your appetite and motivation. The issue was you’d have to return back to school eventually and see him. A knock at the door took you out of your wallowing in self-pity. 

“Can I come in?”

You sighed before getting up and unlocking the door before opening it to reveal a concerned Chan. He looked down at you before hugging you tightly. Standing there in his arms reminding you of why you will always need him: comfort. Chan knew exactly what you needed, just silence reassurance that you’re enough. Your hands wrapped around his torso slowly as you sobbed into his chest. 

In silence, you both stood there not sure where to go from here. As scars played in the background, Chan sang along for you.  He rocked you both side to side slowly trying to calm down your crying. Surprised you watched him sing in awe, not sure when the last time you heard him sing in person was. Your heartbeat slowed to match his, eye heavy and heart heavier.

As the song ended, he asked “Are you ok?”

“Yes. Thank you for singing for me…” 

He smiled softly knowing his sole purpose for singing was to calm you down: it worked. Like you were a baby, Chan lulled you almost to sleep. He was your rock, and it would be helpless for him to try and fight the fact he was. 

“Do you want to lay back down?”

You nod slowly crawling into your bed as he sat next to you. You rested your head on his lap. “Can you sing to me again?”

“Only if you tell me what happened” 

He was very compelling, knowing you wanted to hear him more than anything right now. It was embarrassing to admit to him that you ruined this situation. You were too attached, making him unattracted to you. 

“I ruined it Chan... I didn’t give him enough space. He felt suffocated. I just thought- I wanted to do stuff more often.”

You stared up at his chin. Eye contact made you nervous, so he just stared forward, nodding. Chan had several situation ships in the past. No one in his life currently, but he has been here before. He rubbed your hair back.

“I feel like he just wasn’t ready for the level of commitment and love style you have. It’s ok. Some people are in your life for a season to teach you a lesson.”

Even though you were only two years apart, Chan was way more mature than you are. He had to grow up faster given that he had three younger siblings. Lucas and Hannah were much more independent and attached to each other. You and Chan were closer because of not only age, but you could go see him more often. Once Chan debuted in Straykids, you were already 18 years old. 

Spending time in Korea to be close to him, but also work in a new place to make your resume and work history more diverse. Also, despite being Korean, you had never visited the country before only understanding the language minimally. 

“Do you ever want to turn back the clock?”

You could see the gears turning on his face as he picked out his words very carefully. Not wanting to confuse you or sound stupid in the process of answering. 

“Actually yes. I would make a lot of different decisions, but it would change so much that I just accept the fact that life happens for a reason. What if I changed something then I died because I didn’t do something important.”

You laughed at his antics. Always the philosophical perspectives with him. He took everything literally, and his candor kept you grounded. 

“You know…”

Your words dragged on as he finally looked at you in anticipation. “I love you big brother”

He kissed your head and ruffled your hair teasing. 

“Cutee. You love me??”

“I regret saying that now.”

He wasn’t taking no as an answer. He pulled you up and snuggled you tightly like. It was suffocating but adorable. You patted his head trying to calm him. He plopped down on you content in his positioning. 

“Chan you’re heavy! Also, what about my song?”

He just hummed facing the other way to ignore you as he stayed on top of you. You pushed his torso trying to move him in any way before he got the idea: getting off you.

“Okay my little yeodongsaeng. What song would you like to hear?”

Minho

You immediately called him to come get you from the restaurant bathroom during your disastrous date. “Oppa” Your voice was barely heard as you sniffled trying to maintain your composure. After you were born, he was always protecting you. His adorable, sensitive sister – the one who constantly pretended there was nothing ever wrong. 

He was with the guys because you heard a lot of commotion. You didn’t want to interrupt their night – they were probably somewhere messing around. You sobbed into your hand; He was so happy meanwhile this is the worst night of your life. He stepped away by the sounds of it. 

“Are you okay?” His voice was low, and his concern was clear as day even over the phone. It was silence from both sides of the line as you thought on what to say. It’s too late to say nothing is wrong… also you need a ride home

“Kai broke up with me. He said he’d rather be with someone who was skinnier…” You couldn’t tell his reaction over the phone as it had gotten silent again. You heard footsteps before he tells the guys what happened. Sighs, gasps, and some murmured comments were made about the situation. The only person you didn’t hear was Minho himself saying something about it.

“Hyung…?” That was Jeongin. Minho had a fire in his eyes. Skinnier? How dare he insult you like that? Did he not understand the threat that Minho told him? On the year anniversary of you guys being together, you took Kai to meet your family. As expected, they liked him since you did. He appeared to be a good guy at the time. 

Minho was the only one weary of him – pulling him aside to talk when you went to the bathroom. His words were very blunt and passionate.

“Hurt my sister, and I’ll kill you”

Trying to grab his attention, you ask him to come get you from the restaurant. He nodded, grabbing his keys. Before you could say anything else, he hung up.

“Hyung, don’t do anything irrational.”

“Felix. Don’t worry. Does anyone wanna come with me to get y/n?”

“Yes, I wanna go!” Jeongin was bouncing off the walls. He needed to get this energy out apparently. 

“I’ll go” 

Minho, Jeongin, and Chan had come to get you. The only issue being that Kai was still there; he decided to actually have dinner. You had no appetite having cried and thrown up from a breakdown. How could you eat in front of him after he basically called you fat anyways?

Minho walked inside to see if he could spot you with Chan and Jeongin on his heels. His eyes scanned the room immediately landing on Kai facing the other way. Before Chan had any chances to grab him, Minho, basically, towards Kai punching him in the back of the head.

“What the fuck?” Kai spins around to see who the culprit was before getting up to fight back. As blows were thrown back and forth, Chan put Minho in a headlock. He tried to de-escalate the situation, but the next words out of Kai’s mouth made it very difficult. 

“Fuck you and that fat bitch” He spat trying to get closer and a rise out of Minho knowing he was being held back. He didn’t expect Chan to punch him in the face – it happened so fast. 

Minho – with a newfound freedom – beat him into the ground. The restaurant workers had no idea what to do; the commotion coming from outside made you wander out the bathroom curiously. Seeing your brother and Kai tussle, it warms your heart in a somewhat bad way. You shouldn’t enjoy his suffering, but he deserved the worst. 

Satisfied with the ass whopping he just gave; Minho grabbed your hand to leave with Chan and Jeongin following once again. Nothing was said on the way back to their dorms besides a whisper from you.

“Thank you Oppa. Can we stop and get food?”

Minho just nodded, changing the route to head to your favorite restaurant. “Anything for you”

Changbin

You were always all over Changbin when he came home from tour with that being the only free time he ever has. You loved your brother so much; calling, texting, and voice chatting while he was away any time you got any news to share with him. He was like your diary, and you were his – all skz news was never new to you. You were essentially all of the guys’ younger sister. 

They were very involved in your life with Minho, Changbin, and Chan being your favorite ones. They babied you in a way that made you satisfied. In your everyday life, your friends were all younger than you. Meaning you had to be a strong leader for them to look up to, it was the only way to maintain their respect.

It was nice to be the youngest around Changbin and the guys. Being 2 years younger than Jeongin, he was your happy place, your fashion consultant, and most importantly your best friend. Meaning he was the first one to know when you broke up with your significant other. 

They had called a house meeting over it. It was important to console you in these trying times. 

“Okay so what do you think she needs right now?” Felix asked. He was the most concerned being the sunshine boy he is; he hated when anyone else was upset.

“She needs nice words and a little bit of space to think. It’s a time for reflection on what she wants and truly is.” Chan was always the voice of reason.

“I think I’ll just ask her?” Changbin suggested.

Which led to this moment in which all the guys were at your front door. You in your saddened state looked like shit. Hair slick and greasy in a messy bun, pajamas on, and tear lines on your cheeks. 

“Heyy Y/N. Can we come in?” Chan asks. You nod letting them come in. Taking places on the couch and table, they sit before you lay on the floor in front of them. It was obvious you had been sleeping on the floor; the blankets and pillows as well as some stuffed animals looked comfortably spread out. 

“Can we help in any way? Have you eaten?” Minho asks petting your precious kitten: Mochi.

“I have because Mochi insisted. She kept screaming at me and going to the fridge. Also, I don’t think it’s anything you guys can do… I’m just not that confident. I was hoping it would work out regardless, but he wanted someone bolder than I am.”

“Good girl Mochi” Jeongin and Minho praised her as they pet her. Mochi was comfortable with their presence having been around them enough at this point.

“Well if confidence is what you need… I have a suggestion. The gym.” Jisung says knowing it was a shot in the dark. He didn’t know how you felt about that.

“Good idea! We can go together. The brother-sister duo that was meant to be.” 

You laughed at Changbin’s excitement. He has tried to convince you before claiming ‘Noona goes to the gym. You should go too’

“I’ll think about it. I don’t see myself going every day. I’ll burn myself out.”

“Then don’t. I suggest 4 days on, 3 days off. In any order. Also, you gotta eat right. No more chocolate ice cream at 12 in the morning.” Chan warned.

You pouted before nodding. Chan was such a father, but he just wanted the best for you. The next day you were at the gym with Changbin. 

“Noona gave me her workout for you to experiment with. Also, I bought you this.” He pulls out a water bottle. It was big, but it had writing on it. ‘Stay strong and healthy - Changbin’

You hugged him not wanting to let go as you tear up. In his embrace, you found yourself at home. With his help, you could do anything. Including building your confidence, you wiped your eyes and grabbed some weights for your first set.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin was never in the know about anything in your life, too nosey. He couldn’t keep a secret for anything; he was the new Tom Holland. All love to the old Tom Holland. Therefore, you didn’t tell him anything about your relationship and how it ended.

He couldn’t handle information like that. Everyone in your family would know. Kkami was the only one who knew anything. He was silently judging you every time you cried at least, so you could assume he knew.

“Hey Y/N. Let’s go out tonight.”

Outside... I haven’t been out in so long. The last time you went out; you were single, and it was Halloween then as well. Enjoying the sluttiest holiday of the year, sounded like a plan. 

“Okay let’s go out” You went to the stores to gather anything to make a makeshift costume settling on being boo from monsters inc. She was adorable and also had black hair: score!

At eight you began to get ready together, doing each other’s makeup and hair as well as pregaming. Tequila shots always get you drunk. It is tradition for you guys to have similar costumes. Hyunjin agreed to be Sulley. 

Entering the party already buzzed, you waved to the guys as you passed each of them. Chan, in the DJ booth, was playing a rather good mix because no one was sitting down. Minho and Jisung were playing beer pong; Minho, being the competitive asshole he is, was winning making Jisung look dejected. Hyunjin and Felix began tearing the dance floor apart with their moves. Literally taking this time to dance like loonatics. Seungmin was bartending as he was also listening to something in his earphones. Maybe a podcast. 

The only one not in the mix was Jeongin; he was dressed as a werewolf, and you had to admit his leather man had him looking good. He brushed back his hair as he sat on the couch sipping his drink. It is some type of jungle juice. You sat next to him with your cup.

“Hey y/n! How’s it going?” He asked, a gleam of happiness behind his eyes. Jeongin and you are the same age and always joked about how old the other is ironically. 

“It’s ok. I’m just trying to have a good time yk?” He nodded, not a care in the world about anyone else. He is so attentive. After finishing your drink and talking a little, you gathered yourself and went to dance with Hyunjin. 

“You good?” He asks, confused on why you came over. He thought you were having a good time with Jeongin. You guys looked good together. 

“Yes, I’m fine. Why? Do I not look okay?”

He leaned closer to not say this to any unwanted ears. “I thought you and I.N were having a moment” 

‘A moment?! Like flirting?!’ Hyunjin thought it was obvious y’all were flirting – apparently not.

“Hyunjin please!” You whine hitting him. You had slightly gotten over your crush on Jeongin by getting a relationship but being newly single meant you found him attractive once again.

He had got you outside to see if you could enjoy your night and find someone to finally date. Confused by your lack of love life — he was trying to be a good brother and set you up with Jeongin.

Jeongin continued to try and talk to you all night; he had a crush on you since he met you at their debut. He was considerate of your feelings, never pressuring anything or trying to boldly make a move. 

Today was more difficult than normal; you had on a very good costume which was ultimately just a giant shirt as you were boo from monsters inc. with shorts. He thought you looked adorable, and it fit your soft personality.  

“Soo... Y/N do you wanna dance?” 

You were dumbfounded to say the least. You just nodded and took his hand as he led you to the dance floor. You began to dance very closely to the slow song playing. His hands on your waist as he whispered. 

“I always thought you were gorgeous. I’m glad we’re having this dance.”

You blushed and looked off to the side where Hyunjin gave a thumbs up. ‘Did he plan this?’ You were almost furious at him, but he was a good brother to set this up. He made this break up, even though he knew nothing about it, way easier to deal with. 

Jisung

You were wrapped up burrito style because Jisung wrapped you up. He called it a ‘sadrrito’ and threw you over his shoulder. The last two days you’ve been crying and in bed. Jisung had enough of you moping around only leaving your room to get your boba deliveries and use the bathroom. 

He sat you on the couch and cut on the anime he was watching. He didn’t say anything to you about why he bought you out here or what he wanted. You slumped into the couch going on tiktok. Apparently tiktok hasn’t gotten the message you were single because your whole for you page was couples. It broke you to the core. 

Jisung slapped your head. “Watch the anime big head”

You sighed and put your phone on the table not wanting to deal with another slap to the head from Ji. Normally, you’d fight back, but you were so low energy having only eaten small meals and boba. The anime was obviously your type – Shonen. Haikyuu was your comfort anime. It’s all you’ve had for entertainment these last two days.

This was more violent catching your attention quickly considering the main character lost all his family in the first episode except his sister. By the time the sixth episode began, you sat up and pulled the blanket down some because it got too warm. 

“Did you just see that?!” You asked him when the sister came out her box to help the brother fight. 

He laughed and nodded. It only took six episodes for you to be seemingly back to yourself. In a lot of ways, you guys reminded him of Nezuko and Tanjiro. He would do anything to protect you. Also, he just wanted to be the main character so bad. It was the only role he considered “worthy” of him.

“She’s so strong” 

“Yeah, she’s a demon”

“I mean true. Would you still love me if I was a demon?”

“As long as you don’t try to eat or harm me, I don’t see why not. You're still my sister in that form. You have to protect me.”

You hummed in agreement. “I wouldn’t love you if you were a demon. I’d kill you without second thoughts.”

“You’re heartless Y/N. What if I agreed to protect you?”

“I can’t take any chances. I’d probably be a regular civilian in an anime world.”

He laughed looking over at you. Not you considering yourself too normal to be the main character or villain. He thought you had main character potential so like supporting cast 1. 

“I don’t think of you in that way. I think you could be like a supporting character to the main character or the love interest to someone deserving.”

You sighed thinking about love interests. ‘I rather be regular than a love interest’ You had accidently said that out loud gasping when you realized. Jisung just pulled you into a hug. 

“Listen my favorite yeodongsaeng. You are deserving of a love that is unconditional and understanding. Don’t let one bad situation stop you from ever loving again. If one person saw something in you, there has to be others out there. Also, you're like seventeen. You have a long life ahead of you.”

“I’m your only yeodongsaeng!”

“Is that all you got from that?”

You laughed, shaking your head. You heard him loud and clear. He was ever so bossy. You just laid your head across his lap as you continued to watch the anime. His words running through your mind: “there has to be others out there.” He was right; someone out there wanted you. When the time is right, they’ll have you. 

Felix

You were already depressed before the breakup, so it came as no surprise when you were suddenly more depressed now. It was already hard to manage a schedule and keep appearances. Right now? You could do neither.

As you laid in bed, you watched meaningless Minecraft builds for the fourth hour in a row. It was the only thing you could manage to not cry about while watching. It had no emotions, no music, and it was easy to follow. 

A knock at the door led to you pausing the video. “Come in!” You yelled at the unexpected visitor. In came Felix, he looked concerned but stared at the ground. 

“Hey. How’s it going?” His voice somber. He knew you were down right now. 

“It could be better. I'm so tired Lixie.” 

He came over to your bedside and sat down. He looked you in your eyes finally. He could tell you weren’t lying; you looked like shit. It pained him to see you so discouraged and disoriented. 

It’s been three days since you had a shower or eaten. Only water and vibes have been keeping you here. Hoping that death was soon, you didn’t care about those things. 

Felix had led you to the bathroom and since you were out of energy let you sit as he ran the bath. Normal sibling relationships weren’t something you and Felix knew anything about. You were connected to the hip as if y’all were twins.

Once he drew a bath fitting of his standards for you, he lit some candles. He wanted you to relax if possible, so he spread them around the room for some ambient lighting. He helped you undress and get in the tub; your body relaxed into the hot water as you laid back.

Felix always knew best; he was older and wiser than you most of the time. He knew given the circumstances you needed a push to do better and feel better. He could do this if he tried: motivate you but also help you physically. 

The feeling of water running down your head scared you, but you closed your eyes anyway. Felix began washing your hair; he was so gentle about it. This whole process was just soft and caring; he did this out of love not pity.

The tears that fell from your eyes as he rinsed your hair made him panic a little. His relaxation plan isn’t going well; you’re crying instead of laying back. 

“What’s wrong Y/N?”

“I’m sorry. You just reminded me-me of them. I thought they loved me, but they just did things because of their pity on me. It’s hard for me to- to do certain things on my own because I’m depressed. I don’t always care about my well-being, but I don’t want-want or need anyone’s pity.” You're stuttering from trying to talk while crying probably made you sound very dumb. The embarrassment on your face is obvious due to your blush. 

“Well baby sister. Some people don’t understand that pity isn’t caring or vice versa. I have friends whose parents taught them that pity isn’t a bad thing and that to pity the less fortunate. This is a bad mentality. It can be due to their growing up or just self-deflecting. They feel pity towards themself in the traits they share with you.” 

He helps you wash your body besides your genitalia and breasts not wanting to touch those areas understandably. He was still your brother even if he had somewhat seen them; he didn’t need to also touch them. He has found comfort in caring for you sometimes; it is good practice for having a child in the future. He won’t feel weird touching them if they’re of the opposite sex. 

Eventually, Felix stepped out to allow you time to wash your private areas. In this time, you tried to think of ways to thank him for doing this. The first being to put on your robe before he came back in. The second is to say it and possibly hug him. Physical touch was not your love language, but Felix loved hugs and hand holding. Literally vibrating in your arms when you give him the monthly hug. 

You stepped out of the tub after finishing your shower and put on your robe. You practiced the speech in your head a million times as you did so. A simple ‘Thank you Felix. I love you.’ It should be so easy. Anything longer and you would’ve choked up. Anything shorter and it isn’t saying anything. 

The door swung open revealing a waiting Felix on his phone. He immediately put his phone away, smiling at you softly. You went up to him and hugged him resting your head on his shoulder. 

You were too choked up to say anything. Tears warm your eyes and cheeks. This time from happiness. Felix rubbed your back mumbling an “I love you too.”

Seungmin

Seungmin was a very rational person, usually. This was not one of those cases. After hearing about your breakup, he wanted this man to suffer.

You were relieved when Daehyun said he was going on vacation. You loved your boyfriend, but you just needed some time alone. Spending every moment not at work at your shared apartment meant he was home when you got there. 

He was in university and you decided to go into your career beforehand. You determined that being a successful writer did not require a degree. You worked at an office every day because writing at home was too much. 

You didn’t know he also felt the same about you being around too much considering he only had one hour alone every day at home. He decided to go on vacation to hopefully give you some peace.

You didn’t expect to get cheated on and lied to. He had posted pictures and called while on vacation. The only issue came when you checked his friend's snap and saw him in the back kissing another woman. 

You had decided to play it smart and move out your stuff then. By the time he arrived, you only had a mere bag of things. With the apartment and furniture being his because of his parents, he wouldn’t notice anything big missing. Maybe the blender or toaster, but he didn’t use them much anyways.

“Hey Y/N! I’m home!” His voice boomed through the apartment. You made your way out the kitchen and to him. You hugged him gently. 

“Welcome home babe.” The words — bitter on your tongue and weighing heavy on your mind. Did he call her any names? Was she just a one-night stand? Who is she?

His voice snapped you out of your overthinking, “Damn that wasn’t exciting did you not miss me?”

“I did. Trust me just didn’t wanna overwhelm you. I know you’re tired from the plane ride.” Mentally rolling your eyes as he pulled away finally sitting on the couch.

“Yeah, I had fun. Lots of liquor, fun, and good food. You should come next time. I was lonely.”

Ahaha. Lonely?! I saw you kissing a bitch!

“Yea for sure. I just wanna make sure I have the right clothes for the trip. Did you meet any interesting new people?”

“Nope, not that I can think of. I really didn’t interact with a lot of people.”

“So, who was the woman you were kissing?”

“Huh?” He looked like a deer caught in headlights

“Who. Was. The. Woman?” You said clearly stopping after every word.

“There is no woman. Idk what you’re talking about?” 

“Okay well when you remember.. Call me.” 

That led to now: you sitting at home watching anime on your laptop as you laid across the couch. Seungmin was confused as to why you were home so early. It wasn’t a holiday or someone’s birthday.

“Hey Y/N. What are you doing at home?”

You took that chance to explain everything to him. You showed him the video and had an audio recording of him saying he didn’t do it. 

“Okay so is he at home right now?” 

“No, why?”

“Let’s go destroy his shit.”

You liked his idea, but you worried about getting sued. Seungmin reminded you that he would have to explain the reason an ex would do such a thing. With a family as respected as his, he would never. 

You arrived at a quiet apartment; he wouldn’t be home for another two hours. Seungmin made quick work of being petty and taking the batteries out of every remote or thing he could think of and submerging them in a cup of water.

You cut the butt out of some of his pants with scissors. Just small enough that he couldn’t notice if not paying attention. Hopefully everyone likes looking at his cheating ass, literally. 

Seungmin put chocolate syrup all over his bed and couch. You gasped when you saw the couch. He was busy pouring glitter in his shampoo and body wash.

“Min that is so evil!” You hit his arm laughing. 

He just smiled evilly and shrugged. 

“Are you ready to go?” 

“Yea let me just put this back in the bathroom.” He walked back to the bathroom leaving it in the shower as he found it. You both left and you slid your key under the mat not wanting any connections to him anymore. 

This was a very mind clearing experience. You let out your anger, made him feel worse in the process, and got to spend time with your brother.

“Min why did you come with me?”

“Because you’re my sister, I’m the only one allowed to mess with you. He doesn’t get to be off the hook. Actually, he still is on my shit list. If I ever see him again, it’s an ass whooping for him.”

You laughed at his statements. You laid your head on his arm. “Is there anything you wouldn’t do for me?” You questioned.

“The dishes.” 

You whacked his arm laughing. So basically any and everything.

Jeongin

Jeongin often came to your house given that it was closer to JYP than your parents' home. You had become a big-time model being scouted at 16. Now at 18: you have a fancy apartment in Seoul. 

The only ones in said apartment being you and your cat Mitty. Mitty was the reason you begged Jeongin to come over. You had been confined to your bed with a heart ache, and Mitty just wanted to play with someone. 

“Y/N! I’m here!” His yell alerted Mitty who wasted no time to bolt towards his voice.

He arrived with ingredients in a bag to cook, possibly. He stored it away before coming into your room. 

“Heyy… How are you feeling?” 

“Like shit. Can you give Mitty some water? It’s a fountain that holds a liter of water so you can just pour two cups in it.”

He did just that and fed her a can of cat food he found in the cabinet petting her gently. He washed his hands and began to make your favorite: bibimbap. 

You had quickly fallen asleep after crying. Your life, career, and apartment were all a mess. You had no scheduled shoots for a week now. The state of your apartment was a mess from you just crying and eating take out everywhere. Your partner decided that having a girlfriend that was more successful wouldn’t work. There was too much going on.

Jeongin played some low music as he helped clean up a bit. He successfully cooked at the same time. He knew you deserved it, and your giant heart will be appreciated one day. 

He tasted the food once it was done before turning the heat off. It was delicious, and it would be great once you wake up. He decided to finish cleaning and take out the garbage. What a nice oppa he was being to his yeodongsaeng!

After an hour, you woke up from your nap and slowly stretched. You went and used the bathroom before heading to the living room. You squealed, forgetting Jeongin was there scaring the both of you. He was simply watching YouTube on your living room tv. 

“I’m sorry Oppa. Did you really wait here for me to wake up?” 

“Yea just wanted to spend time together. Also, I made your favorite, let me reheat it. Sit down at the table please.”

That you did. Sitting in the seat you always chose. The one looking at the door. You waited patiently as he went to the kitchen and returned with the food.

“Thank you oppa. You really didn’t have to do this.”

He nods, “I did have to. You are my only sister. I care for you.”

Never saying I love you; always I care for you. I love you is for goodbyes. At the end of the night, he will say it before leaving in case it’s the last time. Never before. 

You began to eat and smiled when he watched in anticipation. Maybe he didn’t think he cooked it well, or maybe he just wanted the praise.

“It’s really good, Innie.” 

“I’m glad you like it. Did you wanna play a game or something today? I understand break ups are hard, but I’m here for you.”

After finishing your meal, you both played minecraft together. You had a shared world where you spent most of the time killing each other, but you both liked it that way. He distracted you from any pain at least for that night.

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