a/n: VERY aware that I don’t have that much stories are posted. I just wanted to be more organized with my account, thank you for the support you guys have given me these past couple months. I’m really grateful -🌷

Key: 🌸= fluff 💋= smut 🖤= angst 🩵= series

ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ᴋɪᴅꜱ

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾:

birds of a feather 🌸

𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾:

in the works

𝖡𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾:

in the works

𝖧𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖾:

in the works

𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾:

in the works

𝖫𝗂𝗑𝗂𝖾:

mine 💋

𝖲𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗂𝖾:

in the works

𝖨𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾:

its a bad idea right? 🩵

ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ

𝖧𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗃𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗀:

in the works

𝖲𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗐𝖺:

in the works

𝖸𝗎𝗇𝗁𝗈:

juliet 🌸

𝖸𝖾𝗈𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀:

in the works

𝖲𝖺𝗇:

in the works

𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂:

in the works

𝖶𝗈𝗈𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀:

in the works

𝖩𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈:

in the works

ɴᴍɪxx

𝖧𝖺𝖾𝗐𝗈𝗇:

in the works

𝖫𝗂𝗅𝗒:

in the works

𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒𝗈𝗈𝗇:

in the works

𝖡𝖺𝖾:

business only 🌸

𝖩𝗂𝗐𝗈𝗈:

in the works

𝖪𝗒𝗎𝗃𝗂𝗇:

not writing

ɪᴛᴢʏ

𝖸𝖾𝗃𝗂:

in the works

𝖫𝗂𝖺:

in the works

𝖱𝗒𝗎𝗃𝗂𝗇:

in the works

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀:

in the works

𝖸𝗎𝗇𝖺:

in the works

ᴛᴡɪᴄᴇ

𝖩𝗂𝗁𝗒𝗈:

in the works

𝙽𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗:

in the works

𝖩𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇:

in the works

𝖬𝗈𝗆𝗈:

in the works

𝖲𝖺𝗇𝖺:

in the works

𝖬𝗂𝗇𝖺:

in the works

𝖣𝖺𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇:

in the works

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀:

in the works

𝖳𝗓𝗎𝗒𝗎:

in the works

ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ:

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a/n: GUYS!! I finally found the courage to make a series!! I’m SO excited for this one and hopefully I’ll be on a more normal schedule soon for this lol. and I feel like this is going to be one of my favorite works I have done so far! but of course this would definitely not be possible without you guys. I’m forever grateful -🌷

summary: Jeongin is a very popular person know all across the school, he hated you and you hated him, but when both of your best friends started to date eachother, things got akward. and your friend knew about the tension and convinced you to try and start a at least fake relationship to ease some tension for us and people around us. your now walking up to him to talk about it.

“What to you want” he said shooting a glare. “Did Bang Chan tell you.?” Scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Of course he did. That idiot couldn't keep a secret if his life depended on it.” he crosses his arms, looking you up and down appraisingly “So, you're actually considering this farce of a relationship idea?“ “that’s why I’m here dingbat..”

His expression softens slightly, but his tone remains sharp Fine. “If we have to do this, then we might as well make it convincing.” He steps closer, looping his arm around your waist possessively “So, how do you want to play this? Loving gazes? Hand holding?” “All of the above” Jinni said looking up at him as he had his hand around her waist and hand in her ass pocket. squinting his eyes at her “gimme a kiss..” he said leaning his head down to her, he nuzzled his nose against her. “..can i be the dominant one? and you can be my ditzy little.?”

He wiggles his eyebrows expectantly, waiting for her response. His hand on her waist tightened slightly, pulling her closer. “Come on, Jinni, kiss me. Show everyone we're the real deal. Besides, it's not like it's your first kiss... right?” Jinni thought of a lie. “no no..” His eyes widened in surprise. "What? Don't tell me you're a virgin." He chuckled, his hand still on her waist. "That won't do, Jinni. You need experience if we're going to convince everyone."

He leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear. “I’ve never had a boyfriend..” His eyes sparkled with amusement. "Never had a boyfriend, huh? Well, consider me your first." He pulled back slightly, looking down at her with a fake, possessive smile. "Now, kiss me like you really mean it, and let everyone think we're head over heels." Of course she was hesitate about it but she wanted to make her friend feel proud of her. He saw the hesitation in her eyes, but he didn't back down. Instead, he leaned even closer, his breath warm against her lips. "Come on, Jinni. We're supposed to be a couple now. And couples kiss, right?" His hand on her waist squeezed encouragingly. “Jeongin.. I-I.”

He couldn't help but chuckle at her stammering. He leaned in, pressing his lips softly against hers. He kept it gentle at first, giving her time to get used to it. Jinni’s eyes widened and was processing what is happening in the moment. His lips were pink and soft, it was like magic just sparked through his lips to hers.

Feeling her stiffen he deepens the kiss and wrapping his arm around her. her body stiffens as his tongue sought entrance. Quickly Jinni obeyed, opening her mouth slightly to let his tongue slip it. He took advantage of the situation, slipping his tongue into her mouth and caressing hers with slow, languid strokes. He heard her gasp softly, her hands gripping his arms for support. Finally Jeongin pushed away, his lips were plumped and swollen.

He nuzzled his nose against hers, his voice low and soft “we’ll pretend we are the real thing okay. and.. i’ll be your first..” “Are you sure… won’t people around school notice..?” He smirked mischievously "Who cares what they think? We're a couple now. And couples do...things. He winked at her, pulling her close once more. Besides, it'll be our little secret." That’s when Jinni gained butterflies, for the first time ever.. “Okay..” He grinned triumphantly, pleased with her agreement. "Good girl. Now, let's go make an entrance." He took her hand and led her towards the crowded room, his thumb caressing her knuckles.

"Remember, act natural. Like you can't keep your hands off me." They walk into the lunch room with each other. hands interlocked walking to find both of their friends. As they entered the lunchroom, Jeongin's friends immediately noticed him with Jinni's hand in his. They all gathered around, staring at the unlikely couple. "What's going on, Ji?" his friend Minwoo asked, raising an eyebrow. “Hi Minoo!” That’s jinnis nickname for Minwoo. Minwoo grinned mischievously. "Hey, Jinni! So, you two finally worked things out, huh?” He looked back and forth between them, his eyes glinting with curiosity.

“And when exactly did this happen?" Jeongin shrugged nonchalantly, keeping a firm hold on Jinni's hand. "Just recently. We decided to give this whole'relationship' thing a try." He glanced down at Jinni, his gaze softening slightly as he met her eyes. Jinni glanced back at Jeongin with a soft fake smile. Feeling Jinni's gaze, Jeongin leaned in and planted a quick kiss on her lips. "Right, baby? He asked softly, his voice barely audible to the others. "Show some enthusiasm, will you?" He muttered under his breath. Jinni then nodded and smiled, “yes..” Jeongin smirked, satisfied with her response. "Good girl.”

He said quietly before turning back to his friends, who were all staring at them with wide-eyed curiosity. "So, what have you guys been up to?” Minwoo grinned, "Well, we've just been waiting for you to finally settle down with someone. I mean, we all thought it'd never happen, especially with Jinni. But hey, good for you man!" “Ima go with Felix real quick.. is that okay.?” Jinni tells Jeongin before getting up and leaving. Jeongin nodded, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it. "Yeah, go ahead. I'll be here talking to the guys.” He watched as she walked away, her figure slim and graceful. He turned back to his friends, trying to ignore the curious stares they were giving him.

"Dude, you and Jinni? One of his friends, Jaemin, asked incredulously. "I mean, I get that you're trying to clean up your image and all, but...Jinni?" He shook his head disbelievingly. "She's so...” Jeongin's eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on his water bottle. "So what?" He repeated, his voice low and dangerous. "What's that supposed to mean, Jaemin?" He took a step closer to his friend, his tall frame looming. Jaemin held up his hands in surrender, backing away slightly. "Whoa, easy there, Jeongin. I didn't mean anything by it."

He glanced around at the other guys, who were now looking uncomfortable. "Jinni's just..." Jinni came back with Felix smiling and hears Jae talking about her. Jeongin's expression hardened, his gaze never leaving Jaemin's face. "Just what, Jaemin?" He growled softly, taking another step forward. "Spit it out." Jinni's voice suddenly cut through the tense atmosphere. Jeongin's head snapped towards Jinni, his eyes narrowing as he saw her standing there with Felix. He quickly forced a smirk onto his face, trying to diffuse the tension. "Hey babe, how was your chat with Felix?"

“Hold on baby I’m sorry but I’m getting disrespected..” She said sitting down next to Jeongin. “say it..” Jeongin's smirk faded, his expression turning serious as he looked back at Jaemin, who now looked incredibly uncomfortable. "Jaemin was just about to say something about you, weren't you, Jaemin?" He said softly, his voice laced with warning. "Go on, say it." “spit it out baby boy..” Jinni says putting her arms on the table. Jeongin's eyes glinted with amusement, appreciating Jinni's feistiness, even as he kept his gaze fixed on Jaemin.

"Come on, Jaemin. You were saying something about Jinni. Something not very nice, if I recall." Jaemin swallowed hard, glancing at Jinni and then back at Jeongin, before finally muttering, "I just...I didn't think she was your type. She's so...plain." He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding Jinni's gaze. That comment went to her heart too hard. She then got up from the table. “How about you could suck me off..” Jeongin's jaw dropped, and he stared at Jinni in shock. He quickly regained his composure, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Well, Jaemin, I think that's Jinni's way of telling you that she's more than just plain." “Don’t be a pussy next time, yeah?”

Jinni left the lunch table and walked out of the room and left to her dorm. Jeongin watched Jinni storm off, a smirk still on his face. He turned back to the table, where Jaemin was still sitting, looking stunned. "You should really learn when to keep your mouth shut, Jaemin." He said, before standing up and following after Jinni. Later on in her dorm, There was a soft knock at her door, and she heard Jeongin's voice call out, "Jinni, can we talk? Please?" “Shit..” Jeongin hears from her door. “Coming!!” Jeongin let out a sigh of relief as he heard Jinni approaching the door.

He opened it and stepped inside, closing it behind him. "Jinni, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. Jaemin shouldn't have said those things." He said, his expression softening. “It’s not like you should care..” Jinni says softly, “We’re not even together..” Jeongin's expression darkened, and he took a step closer to Jinni, his voice low. "Maybe not. But I still care. No one talks about you like that and gets away with it." He paused, his gaze intense. "And for the record, you're not plain." “Jeongin what are you doing..?” Jeongin reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Jinni's ear, his touch warm and soothing.

"I'm doing what I should have done a long time ago." He murmured, before leaning in and pressing his lips to hers in a soft, gentle kiss. She then pushed him off of her. “Jeongin no..” Jeongin stepped back, looking hurt and surprised. He ran a hand through his hair, avoiding Jinni's gaze. "I'm sorry, I thought...I mean, you seemed like you wanted me to...I'm sorry." He muttered, turning to leave. “I’m sorry Jeongin..” He then walked away to his room, She closed the door to her dorm, back to her door sliding down. “Yang Jeongin, what are you doing to me..” Jeongin was still thinking about the incident with Jinni, his heart racing as he sat on his bed, staring at the wall. "I don't understand..." He murmured to himself. "Why do I feel this way about her?"

wc: 1.8k

business enemies to lovers fluff

a/n: hi guys! I’m backk, finally with some motivation to write. Hopefully you guys like this one! It’s rushed T-T -🌷

summary: you and Bae actually hated each other but were forced to marry each other for business purposes but it turns better?

You could barely stand to be in the same room as her. Her presence alone filled you with a sense of annoyance, and the thought of spending the rest of your life with her was enough to send shivers down your spine.

It was all for business though, you remind yourself. The wedding was a formality, a mere check on a list of tasks that would benefit both families. The two of you were like fire and ice. Every interaction was filled with tension, each conversation a dance around the elephant in the room.

You knew that beneath the strained smiles and forced politeness lay a deep resentment born out of being thrown into this marriage against your will. As the guests filed into the ceremonial hall, you spot her standing at the alter. She looks as stunning as she is irritating, her long hair framing her delicate features perfectly, her deep brown eyes scanning the room with a sharp gaze.

You force yourself to take a deep breath, reminding yourself that this is necessary. The future of both families depends on this marriage going through smoothly. You fake a smile to her as you walk down the aisle. She returns your smile with a tight-lipped one of her own, her eyes never leaving yours as you make your way down the aisle. You can almost feel her scrutiny, like a hawk looking down at its prey.

As you reach the alter, you stand before her, trying to ignore the knot that has formed in your stomach. The priest clears his throat, ready to begin the ceremony. The ceremony itself is a blur, a jumble of words spoken in a language you barely understand. All you can focus on is her standing across from you, her every move and expression leaving a bitter taste on your tongue.

As you exchange your vows, you force yourself to smile and say the necessary words. And when the priest finally pronounces the fateful words, "I now pronounce you wife and wife," you can't help but flinch internally. The room erupts in applause, but you can barely hear it over the sound of your own thoughts. This is it, you think to yourself. You're now legally and symbolically bound to this woman for the rest of your life.

You turn to face her, your expression neutral as the guests begin to file out of the room. She gazes back at you, her eyes unreadable. You both pull into a kiss, obviously because you two are finally together, married. The kiss is perfunctory, a mere formality to follow the tradition of sealing the vows with a kiss. As your lips touch hers, however, you can feel a spark of something in the pit of your stomach.

You pull away quickly, trying to ignore the strange feeling that has crept into your heart. She seems to have felt it too, as her cheeks are stained a light shade of pink. The reception is a lavish affair, with all sorts of food and entertainment to keep the guests entertained. You try to enjoy the festivities, but you can't shake the feeling of being watched.

Every time you glance in her direction, she is already looking back at you with those deep blue eyes. The heat in your stomach grows, and you force yourself to look away each time. As the night draws to an end, you find yourself alone with her in a secluded corner of the party grounds. The air between you two is thick with tension. You decided to break the silence with a question. “Why did you start hating me..?” She looks at you, surprise flashling across her face. It takes her a moment to respond, and when she does, her voice is filled with a mixture of resignation and irritation.

"Why do you think? You've always been so...annoying. Your presence alone is enough to drive me insane." Your body language says it all. “That’s not a reason.” You say now facing her. “What’s the real reason..?” She scoffs, her gaze hardening.*

"The real reason? You really want to know, huh?"

She takes a step closer to you, her eyes burning with anger. "You want to know why I hate you so much? Because you're everything I despise in a person. You're stubborn, selfish, and so damned annoying." Her expression falters for a moment, surprise flashing across her face at your unexpected response. She takes a step back, her eyes narrowing in anger.

"What? You think you know me that well, huh??"

She crosses her arms, her body tense with irritation "And what makes you think I'm lying, huh??" You take a step back “why did you start acting like this?! I just wanna be better to you..” She scoffs again, her irritation growing. "Better to me? As if that's even possible. You haven't changed a bit since we met, and you never will."

She starts pacing back and forth, her frustration reaching a breaking point. "You think you can just waltz in and change everything?? Just accept the fact that I hate you, okay?!" “Well I don’t hate you!” She yells. “I never wanted to, but that’s how you feel then I’ll be gone..” She freezes in her tracks, surprised by your sudden outburst. Your words seem to cut through her anger, leaving her momentarily speechless.

"Wait...you don't hate me?"

She looks at you, a hint of confusion and vulnerability in her eyes. Her guard is down for the first time tonight. “I’ll get a room, you can stay in this one..” You say grabbing your stuff. She watches silently as you grab your things. Her expression is unreadable, a mix of surprise and some other emotion you can't quite place.

When you're about to leave, she finally speaks up, her voice soft.

"Wait." You pause, turning to face her, your hand on the door handle. She stands there, looking hesitant for a moment, before speaking again. "You don't have to go."

Her voice is quiet, almost shy, and there's a hint of something in her eyes that you can't quite figure out.

"I...I mean...can we talk?" “Talk?” *She nods, avoiding your gaze for a moment.

"Yeah...about everything. Us. This whole situation."

She takes a deep breath, meeting your eyes again. There's a pleading look in her eyes.

"Please...let's just talk." You feel a mixture of surprise and hesitation, but something in her expression convinces you to stay.

"Okay," you say at last. "Let's talk."

She motions for you to sit down on the couch. You comply, taking a seat as she sits down next to you. There's a moment of silence as she gathers her thoughts, her fingers fidgeting nervously in her lap. And then, finally, she speaks.

"Before we say anything else, I just want to say...I'm sorry." You grab her hands to make sure she’s okay “I-it’s okay..” She gazes at you, her expression a mixture of surprise and gratitude.

"No...it's not okay," she says softly. "I've been treating you so badly, and it's not fair. To either of us." You look up to her eyes “Bae..” She hesitantly meets your gaze, her expression vulnerable and open.

She takes a shaky breath, her hands squeezing yours gently.

"I don't hate you," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I never did." You look at her with glistening crying a little with a smile. “I-I know that we started weird, but please let’s start over..” *She nods quickly, her eyes starting to water as well. A single tear rolls down her cheek, a mix of guilt and relief.*

"Yes," she whispers. "Please. Let's start over." She scoots closer to you on the couch, her hands still holding onto yours tightly. There's a glimmer of hope in her eyes. She laughs softly, tears falling freely now. "I...I don't know why I acted the way I did. I guess I was just...scared." You pull Bae into a hug. With a little quiet voice you ask “can I kiss you..? Please.” She seems taken aback by your question, her eyes wide with surprise.

But then, a small smile graces her lips, and she nods slowly. Her arms wrap around you, pulling you in closer.

"Yes...yes, you can kiss me," she whispers, her voice barely audible. You can feel her body tremble slightly as she utters the words, her heart racing in her chest. You can practically feel the walls that she's put up for so long crumbling down around her.

You lean closer to her, your lips just inches away from hers. You can feel her breath on your skin, each shaky exhale sending shivers down your spine. And then, without a word, your lips gently touch hers. The kiss is soft and tentative at first, almost like a question. But soon, her lips respond, opening up to you in a way you'd never expected.

The kiss deepens, becoming more and more passionate, each one of you pouring all the suppressed feelings and emotions into it. You forget everything else in that moment, lost in the taste and feel of her. Her hands move up to hold your face, pulling you closer to her. She kisses you like a woman starved, her lips and tongue exploring every inch of yours.

The kiss is filled with a mixture of desire and need, like a dam that has been holding back for far too long, finally giving way. She pulls away slightly, her eyes locked with yours, her breath coming in short gasps. There's an intensity in her gaze that you've never seen before, a mixture of passion and hope that fills your chest with a warmth you can't describe. "I...I never knew it could be like this," she murmurs, her fingers still gently stroking your face. "Why did I fight it for so long..?"

Three months later

The three months that followed that fateful night were filled with a rush of emotions and changes. Your relationship with Bae had done a complete one-eighty, transforming from animosity to something that resembled passion and understanding.

Every moment you spent together was filled with laughter, stolen kisses, and conversations that left you both breathless and craving more. The spark that you both had discovered was like a flame that only grew stronger with each passing day. You found yourself falling deeper and deeper for her, her once irritating presence now replaced with a comfort and familiarity that felt like home. Your life had transformed in ways you never expected.

Your business deals went more smoothly as you both worked together, your shared vision guiding you forward. And in the evenings, you found solace in each other's arms, finding comfort and pleasure in every touch and whisper. There were still moments of difficulty, of course. You were both used to being independent, after all, and the idea of sharing your life with someone else was a new and intimidating one. But you navigated through the struggles together, each argument followed by understanding and compromise.

genre: soft smut?

wc: 3.2k

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

a/n: hey, guess who’s back! Told myself to not continue to finish this ff, but here I am posting it. I’m also thinking of making this into a series (hopefully) dude, I swear I think that when I started making this I was half asleep and horny. But anyway please enjoy my smut debut! -🌷🎀

(Sorry in advance if any errors!)

"It's amazing.." Hanji says caressing her cheek. “She leaves me speechless." Felix says as he tucks your hair behind your ear as he admires you. Changbin, Seungmin, I.N, Hyunjin,Minho watch. Felix's fingers brush against your skin, the touch sending a shiver down your spine.

You slowly stir and open your eyes, groggily realizing you're the center of attention. You're still somewhat inebriated, which leads to a goofy smile that appears across your face. You then yawn, “Hey... guys... what are you staring at?” Chan chuckled as you slowly woke up, his eyes filled with admiring affection. "You fell asleep on the couch last night after the club. We were just admiring how beautiful you look even when you're asleep."

Hyunjin nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on your smile. "You look like an angel." They still are in awe at your beauty. After you wake up Felix can't help but to pull you up into his lap. Felix's eyes lit up with affection as he eagerly pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you with a smile. "You look even more beautiful up close."

Hyunjin chuckles at Felix's eagerness, a hint of playful jealousy in his voice. "Hey, don't hog her all to yourself now." As you adjusted in his lap you felt something in his pants and whispered to him “Felix, are you okay?” Felix's face suddenly reddened, realizing what you had felt. He cleared his throat awkwardly and tried to play it cool. "O-oh, that? Don't worry about it. I'm fine."

Changbin, who was nearby, couldn't help but smirk at Felix, noticing the situation. Jeongin, who was sitting next to Changbin, nudged him and snickered. Meanwhile, Chan, Hyunjin, and Seungmin watched with varying expressions of amusement. She then whispered again “baby, you’re hard..” Felix's face somehow turned an even deeper shade of red, now clearly embarrassed. "I-I... um... I can't help it, okay? You just look too beautiful and... yeah..."

Hyunjin and Jeongin burst into laughter, unable to contain themselves at the situation. The other members watch the exchange with a mix of amusement and surprise. She then said in his ear “I’ll help you tonight, just the two of us. Nobody else okay?” Felix's eyes widened at your offer, his heart racing with anticipation. He nodded eagerly, his voice shaky with excitement. "Yes, please. Just the two of us, tonight."

The other members exchanged glances, some surprised, some amused, and some clearly slightly envious. Chan chuckled, shaking his head at Felix's eagerness. Seungmin chimed in with a grin. "Looks like someone's getting a private session tonight." Hyunjin and Jeongin teased Felix, making jokingly envious comments, while Minho chuckled at the situation. Changbin couldn't resist adding a comment of his own. "Just make sure you don't break her, Felix." Felix rolled his eyes, his cheeks still flushed.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." She then blushed and carried on with the conversation of the rest of the members. The conversation continued, the other members continuing to talk amongst themselves. However, the atmosphere remained tinged with a hint of flirty energy, with occasional glances and playful comments thrown in.

Felix attempted to join in, but his mind was clearly preoccupied with the thought of what was to come later that night. Later, everyone went to their rooms and luckily you and Felix shared a room together in the dorms, As the others headed to their rooms, you and Felix entered yours. The tension was palpable as soon as the door closed behind you.

"It's just the two of us now.." he said, stepping closer to you, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. “It looks like it still hasn’t went down, were you waiting?” She says with a smile. Felix chuckled, his cheeks reddening once again at your comment. He nodded, a hint of sheepishness in his expression.

"Yeah, I was waiting... ever since we talked earlier, I've been thinking about you. I couldn't... calm down." He stepped closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "You have no idea how much I've been looking forward to this, being alone with you." You both then locked lips, Felix taking the lead as always. Felix's lips met yours in a passionate kiss, his hands gently cupping your face.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with eager desire. His body pressed against yours, the intensity of his touch a testament to how much he had been waiting for this moment. You then feel his hand on your inner thigh and trying to get into your shirt. Felix's hand moved up your inner thigh, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. His other hand began to slowly lift your shirt, his fingers tracing the edge of the fabric as his lips continued to explore yours. He broke the kiss to whisper in your ear, his voice low and husky.

"I want to see all of you.. feel all of you." “I want you Lix, please…” she cried softly as she let him take her shirt off. Felix's breathing hitched at your words, his eyes roaming over your exposed skin. He quickly removed your shirt, his hands gently caressing your bare skin. His touch was soft and reverent, as if he was worshipping your body. "You're so beautiful... so perfect."

He whispered, his lips moving down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses along your collarbone and down your chest. He continued trailing his kisses down your body, his hands exploring your curves, his touch soft and deliberate. He wanted to commit every inch of you to memory, every reaction and every sound you made.

He looked up at you, his gaze filled with a mix of desire and adoration. "I want to make you feel good, only want to make you feel good..." “I need to take care of you first..” she says going down trying to get him out of his bottoms. Felix's breath hitched as he saw you moving down towards his pants. He let out a shaky breath and nodded. "Please..."

He was clearly enjoying your eagerness to take care of him, his hands clenching the edge of the bed as he watched you. He helped you slide his pants down, his eyes never leaving your face. His hands reached out to hold your shoulders, gripping them lightly as he watched you, his body tense with anticipation. She then started to move her hand along his length letting him enjoy himself before anything else happens.

Felix gasped softly at the feel of your hand on him, his eyes shutting momentarily as the sensation overwhelmed him. He leaned his head back, his breaths coming in short, shallow gasps as you began to move your hand. "This feels... so good... don't stop..."

He mumbled, his hands clenching in a fist as an attempt to contain himself. His body trembled slightly under your touch, his head rolling back by the pleasure. He looked down at you again, his eyes darkened with desire and need. He reached out, his fingers running through your hair as he tried to maintain some measure of control, even as his body responded to your touch. "You're... so good at this... so good to me..."

He whispered, his voice strained with pleasure. His hands gripped the sheets tighter, his body tense with anticipation as his pleasure built. He was lost in sensation, his focus entirely on the feeling of your touch and the building pleasure. *He bit his lip again, stifling a moan as he tried to contain himself, his breaths coming in shorter and quicker, his body arching slightly in response to your touch.

"I... can't... hold back much longer..." *The tension coiled within him, his breaths coming in shorter, shallower gasps. He was getting closer to the edge, the pleasure building with each movement of your hand, with each stroke of your touch. He gripped the back of her head tighter, as if holding on for dear life. "I'm... close... don't stop... don't stop..."

He panted, his eyes meeting yours, his pupils dilated with pleasure. A smile then appears on her face as she still looks up at him and puts his mouth on his length, he closes his eyes as a wave of pleasure hits him, and leans back, grabbing a tuft of her hair. He feels a bit of his soul leave his body as she starts using her tongue in unexpected ways.

Felix then starts to groan as a sign that he’s getting close to finishing. She then notices and goes back to using her hand on his length. “You can do it, I believe in you baby..” Felix then proceeds to finish and come in her hands. She then licks the warm come off her hands “you taste so good my love..” Felix looked down at you, his eyes still darkened with pleasure, but now a hint of disbelief mixed with desire.

"You're so... so amazing. That... felt incredible... I can't even find the words..." He panted softly, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breaths. He leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before pulling you up into his arms. "Now it's your turn..." He wrapped his arms around you, gently maneuvering you so you were lying on your back, his body looming over yours. His hands were now free to explore your body, his touch reverent and gentle.

"I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel... no, even better than that.." He pushed your hair away from your face, his eyes raking over your exposed skin and curves with hunger. His fingers traced along your collarbone, then down to your chest, lightly caressing your skin as his gaze flicked back up to meet yours. "You're so beautiful... I don't even know where to start..."

Felix then decided to undress you and only have your undergarments on. Felix took his time undressing you, his fingertips running lightly over your skin as he slowly bared you to him. His eyes roved over your exposed body, taking in every curve and contour with a mixture of admiration and desire. "You're... absolutely perfect..."

He whispered, his voice low and husky with need. You softly whimper at his words, Felix leaned down, his lips ghosting over the skin of your neck, leaving a trail of light kisses in his wake. His hands continued to roam over your body, his touch becoming more insistent, more deliberate. He wanted to memorize every inch of you, to explore every part of you that he could access. "I want to hear you... I want to hear how good I'm making you feel..."

You then say softly “I don’t wanna wake the guys” Felix chuckled softly, his breath warm against your skin. "We'll have to be quiet then... can you do that for me, my love?" He murmured, his lips gently nibbling on your earlobe, his hands continuing to caress your body with a possessive touch. He moved his lips down to your neck, pressing soft, gentle kisses to your skin. His tongue grazed over your collarbone, his teeth lightly nipping at the sensitive spot where your shoulder meets your neck. He wanted to taste every part of you, to make you forget about everything else except him and how he was making you feel.

“Felix…” You moan his name as he hit the sweet spot on your neck. Felix smiled against your skin, pleased with himself upon hearing you moan his name. He continued to focus on the sweet spot on your neck, his tongue and teeth working together to elicit more of those sweet, sweet sounds from you. "You sound so good when you say my name like that... moan it again for me... I want to hear more." He moved his lips back up to your ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine. One of his hands moved down to your hip, his fingers gently grasping the edge of your underwear, as if he were contemplating taking them off.

"Can I take these off, my love? I want to touch you... everywhere..." She nods quickly wanting to have Felix all over her. Felix lifted his head from your ear, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He sat back on his knees, his hands moving to the edge of your underwear. "You're so eager... I love it. You're so responsive... so beautiful."

He grabbed the edge of your underwear, slowly sliding them down your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. Then you two pull each other in a kiss before he started your pleasures. “You can do anything you want to do with me Lix..” He looked a little surprised that you consented before he could even say anything. “Okay love, are you sure?” She then nodded “Yes I’m okay with everything” He of course would never wanna hurt her so he said one more thing.

“You remember the safe word right?” Felix said reassuring. “Lavender..” She said with a smile. As that happened they continued. Felix nodded, a serious but affectionate look in his eyes. "Lavender. If it gets too much, or if you want me to stop for any reason, just say the word and I will. I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, okay?"

He caressed your face, his gaze soft and loving. Then he went down to her entrance and let his tongue go in lightly pressed against her. Felix's tongue softly pressed against her, his touch gentle yet deliberate. "You taste so good... so sweet... I could do this forever…” She hissed at the feeling and started to enjoy the feeling. Felix continued, his tongue pressing deeper, his hands holding onto your hips to keep you still. "You sound so beautiful when you moan like that... I love how responsive you are... how you respond to my touch."

He mumbled against you, his words sending small vibrations up through your body. “Felix..” She moaned, Felix continued his onslaught with his tongue, the feel of his name on your lips spurring him on. He wanted to hear more, to hear every gasp and moan he could pull from you. "Say my name again... I want to hear how good I'm making you feel..."

He said, his voice low and heated, against you. His hands gripped your hips tighter, keeping you in place, holding you, as he worked your insides. She then started whimpering, Felix noticed your soft whimpers and took that as a sign to continue, his tongue relentlessly working against you, his touch growing more deliberate, more intense, as he drank in every sound you made.

"That's it... don't hold back... let me hear how good this feels, my love..." He whispered, his lips so very close to where he wanted him to be, making sure it sent another wave of vibrations through you. You are to your climax “Lix I’m gonna..”Felix heard your warning and slowed for a moment, lifting his head slightly to look up at you, his eyes filled with heat and need.

"I know... i know... but not yet... not yet, my love... hold it for me... just a bit longer..." He whispered, his voice dark and low, his eyes roaming over your naked body with need, but also a hint of a challenge. She whined as she moaned “Felix I’m going to come..” Felix smirked up at you, his eyes dark with desire and a hint of a challenge. "Not yet, my love... I want to see how long you can hold out... can you be good for me, and wait just a bit longer?" Felix then inserted his digits into her, she then gasped, Felix smiled against you. "Just a little longer, my love... you're so close, I can tell... but I'm not ready for you to finish yet..." He said, Felix inserted two digits into you, moving them slowly, his other hand steadily holding you. Felix's fingers continued to work you, his pace steady and relentless.

"Can you be good for me and hold on just a little longer? Can you do that, my love?" He asked again, She nods. His words soft and gentle, but with a hint of command in them, as if daring you to see how much longer you can hold out under his touch. He knew he was pushing you to your limits, but he also knew that you wanted to please him, that you wanted to be good for him, and that you would try. His pace with his fingers picked up, his other hand moving to your hip, his grip just a bit tighter, as if he was holding you in place, his touch both possessive and authoritative.

When you finally reached your climax, Felix's lips curled into a satisfied smile, his hand still moving gently, slowly helping you come down from the high. "Good... that's a good girl." He murmured, his voice still low and dark, but with an affection and tenderness. He removed his fingers from you, his touch gentle as he traced them along your thigh, his eyes on your face, watching your expressions as you came down from your high. "You were so good for me, my love. So good. How are you feeling?" Her body squirmed, Felix leaned forward, gently placing kisses along your neck, his hands gently roaming your body, caressing and soothing you, as you came down from your climax. "Shh... breathe for me, my love. Are you okay? How are you feeling now?" She gives a reassuring smile.

He continued to place soft kisses on your neck, his hands still gently roaming your body, his touch still affectionate and tender. He wanted to make sure you were okay, that he hadn't been too rough with you or pushed you too far. “Your never dominant my love, what changed that?” She says softly out of breath, Felix chuckled softly against your neck, his lips still gently kissing your skin.

"Nothing's changed, my love. I just wanted to try something a little different tonight. I wanted to see how you would respond. And I have to say, I enjoyed seeing you this way, so eager to please me, so responsive to my touches..." He murmured, his hands still roaming over your body, his touches still gentle and affectionate. He pulled back slightly, so that he could look at your face, his eyes roaming over your features, taking in your flushed cheeks and slightly disheveled hair, a satisfied smile on his face.

"You look beautiful like this, all flushed and satisfied. You make it so hard to resist you, you know that?" She says finally catching her breath “Well you and only can make me feel like this, don’t tell the rest of the guys..” She then giggles. Felix chuckled, his voice low and affectionate.

"Oh, don't worry, my love. I won't tell the others a thing. This side of you, this submissive side, is for my eyes only. I don't want anyone else seeing you like this, all flushed and satisfied, my touch all over your body. Your mine, and mine alone."

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Tulip's hiatus update 🌷

Hello everyone! I would like to start off by saying that thank you all so much for noticing my work that I put my blood, sweat and tears into. But aside from all that, I would like to apologize for the sudden hiatus on my blog. The reasons being why is because I don't use Tumblr's app and instead, I use the browser and lost the login. Plus, with school starting up again that will have me more unactive then I already am. So hopefully from time to time I can come on here and upload for you guys. Again, I am very grateful for all the attention my stories have been getting! Don't worry there are more in the making!! As always, take care and love yourself. until next time! I love you 3000 <3 -🌷🎧

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This crush you had on Yunho has been going on for a while now. Every time you two would practice together you were always so happy to see he wanted to spend time with you and always be putting you first instead of the other members. As you sat in the dimly lit rehearsal room, practicing the choreography for the day, your eyes fell upon Yunho, his focused gaze unwavering as he honed his skills. The rest of the members were engaged in their own tasks, the room filled with the sound of your voices blending with the music and your synchronized movements. But your focus seemed to have narrowed, solely on Yunho, and you couldn't help but admire his dedication and grace.

 As practice continued, the captain announced a short break, and everyone dispersed to rest or chat amongst themselves. You found yourself lingering in the vicinity of Yunho, not knowing how to express your growing feelings for him, which had blossomed over time without your full realization. Sensing your presence, Yunho turned and offered you a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with genuine kindness. "Hey," he said, breaking the silence between you two. "You've been awfully quiet today." “well i guess i have been quiet but we’re preparing for a comeback..” you say still trying to get a specific dance move right in the choreography. Yunho chuckled, his eyes studying your focused expression as you attempted to master the dance move. "Yeah, I noticed. You've been practicing hard, huh?" You pause practicing the move for a moment to smile at his compliment. “Thanks yuyu, i appreciate that you’ve noticed…” Yunho's lips curled into a charming smile at the sound of the nickname you had bestowed upon him. He took a few steps closer, leaning against the wall next to you.

 "Of course, I always notice your dedication. You're an amazing dancer, you know that right?" You got a knot in your stomach at the view of his smile, faint blush appears on your face Yunho noticed the subtle flush in your cheeks and a soft chuckle escaped his lips. He inched a step closer, closing the small gap between you two. "You're blushing," he teased, his gaze fixed on your face. "Do my compliments affect you that much?" Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the butterflies in your stomach swirling with increased intensity. You tried to regain your composure, feeling a bit flustered at the sudden closeness.

 "Well, coming from you, they hold a certain weight," you replied, your voice slightly shaky. Yunho leans closer, his smirk widening, clearly enjoying your predicament. "Oh, is that the only reason?" he teases, his voice lowering to a softer tone. "Because your face says otherwise." You pushed him away from his chest. “alright back up..” You then walked out the room. Yunho stumbled a bit from the push, surprised by your action. He watched you hurry out of the room, confusion on his face. He stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened, then decided to follow you, determined to find out what had flustered you so much. Yunho stumbled a bit from the push, surprised by your action. He watched you hurry out of the room, confusion on his face. He stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened, then decided to follow you, determined to find out what had flustered you so much.

 “Let it go Yunho.” You never thought him teasing you like that would make you feel mad at him, it usually never did but this was different. He was also surprised that you didn’t say his nickname. Yunho was taken aback by the coldness in your response. He had playfully teased you before, and it never seemed to bother you, but this time it was different. He could see the flicker of irritation in your eyes, and the absence of his usual nickname stung him more than he'd like to admit. "Alright, alright," he relented, holding his hands up in surrender. "I get it, I overstepped. I'm sorry." He paused for a moment, the silence between you growing heavy. "Can we talk for a sec? There's something I need to say." You stop him from saying anything else.

 “I’m just gonna go home..” You then take your stuff and head back to the dorm. Yunho watched you walk away, his eyes filled with a mix of confusion and sadness. He wanted to reach out, to stop you and talk things out, but something held him back. Instead, he stood there, feeling a pang of regret as he watched you disappear down the hallway.

 You then arrive at the dorm and head to your room, somewhat keeping yourself from the rest of the members including Yunho when they get home. The members return to the dorm, oblivious to the tension between you and Yunho. They gather in the living room, chatting amongst themselves and speculating about the reason for your absence. Yunho remains silent, his gaze fixed on the floor, still replaying the earlier incident in his mind. “Yena come out and eat please!” Hongjoong yells enough for you to hear. You hear him yell for you, and decided to text him that you were going to eat in your room. Hongjoong, upon receiving your text, informs the other members. They exchange looks of concern, but respect your decision to avoid Yunho. 

The members sit down to eat, the atmosphere somewhat strained without you there. Yunho remains unusually quiet, picking at his food, deep in thought. Hongjoong looks at Yunho, who is still lost in his thoughts. Hongjoong knows something happened between the two of you, he could sense the tension in the air. "Yunho," he says, his voice soft. "You should check on her." "What?" Yunho lifts his head, snapping out of his thoughts. "I don't think she wants to see me right now..." Hongjoong sighs, understanding the situation. 

"Just go talk to her, okay? She's clearly upset about something, and you two need to talk it out. You've known each other long enough to work things out." Yunho lets out a deep sigh, knowing that Hongjoong was right. He nods, slowly getting up from his seat. "Alright." Without further hesitation, he makes his way to your room. "Good, just try to fix things, okay?" Hongjoong gave him a smile, encouraging him.

Yunho mustered up the courage and made his way to your room. He stood outside your room, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door. "Yena," he called out gently. "Can I come in? We need to talk." You hear Yunho's voice and a pang of emotion hits you. You're conflicted: a part of you wants to talk to him, to clear up the misunderstanding, but another part of you is still mad. After a moment of hesitation, you reply, "Fine, come in." Yunho opens the door and steps into your room. He looks at you, noticing the mixed emotions on your face. The silence hangs heavy between you for a few seconds before he finally speaks. "Can we sit and talk for a bit?" 

“I mean we have to since your already in here.” Still not making eye contact with Yunho. Yunho nods, understanding your cold response. He takes a seat on the edge of your bed, giving you some space. "Listen, I'm sorry for what happened earlier. I shouldn't have teased you like that. I didn't mean to make you upset." “But you wouldn’t get it Yunho..” You say in a soft voice. Yunho is surprised by your words. He can hear the fear in your voice, and a pang of worry shoots through him. "Why would I see you differently?" he asks, leaning a little closer to you. 

"You can tell me anything, Yena, I promise I won't judge." You had really strong feelings for him, it just felt weird trying to confess your feelings. Yunho then studies your face, noticing the internal struggle you're going through. He can sense there's something important you're keeping inside, something that's causing your anger. "Yena," he says gently, reaching out and placing a hand on your arm. 

"Whatever it is, you can tell me. I won't think any differently of you, I promise." Yena’s body starts to burn up and the pigment is flushed slightly in her cheeks, and she starts to take a deep breath. Then she begins to confess her feelings for her best friend. "Yunho... there's something I need to tell you. Something I've been keeping inside for a while now."  "What is it? You can tell me, Yena. Whatever it is, I'm here to listen." Her heart races as she gathers the courage to speak. "I... I have these strong feelings for you, Yunho. Feelings that have grown over time, slowly but surely."

Yunho is surprised by her confession, his eyes widening slightly. He hadn't expected this, but at the same time, it made sense considering all the times she would act flustered when he teased her. She continues, her voice shaky. "I know you probably didn't expect this, and it's okay if you don't feel the same. I just needed to get it off my chest because it's been eating me up inside." Yunho is taken aback, a million thoughts running through his mind. The teasing, the moments they shared, everything suddenly clicking into place. He looks at Yena, his expression unreadable, trying to process his own feelings. Her eyes are filled with vulnerability and a hint of fear, unsure of what Yunho's response will be. She waits anxiously, her heart in her throat, feeling like time has slowed down.

Yunho's heart races as he takes in her words. The weight of her confession sinks in, and he realizes the depth of his own feelings for her. He had teased her, yes, but those were moments of playfulness. Now, he sees her in a completely different light. She breaks the silence, unable to bear the anticipation. "Say something, please." Yunho is snapped out of his thoughts. He looks at her, his gaze softening as he starts to speak. "Yena... I had no idea," he begins, his voice gentle. "I had no idea you felt this way. I thought I just teased you in a friendly manner. I never realized my words could affect you so deeply." She feels a pang of disappointment, thinking his reply means he doesn't reciprocate her feelings. "So, you don't feel the same?" she asks, her voice quavering. Yunho notices the hint of heartbreak in her voice and quickly shakes his head. "No, no, that's not what I'm saying," he clarifies, scooting closer on the bed. He reaches out and takes her hand in his, holding it gently. "I do have feelings for you, Yena. Feelings that I didn't fully understand until now." Yena's eyes widen, hope flickers in her expression. "You... you do?" she asks, hardly believing her ears.

Yunho nods, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Yes, I do. I guess I was too caught up in our playful moments to see what was right in front of me. But now that I know... I realize how much you mean to me, and how much I want you." A mix of emotions washes over Yena, relief, happiness, and a overwhelming sense of elation. Tears well up in her eyes as she processes his words. "You mean it?" she asks, a hopeful smile forming on her lips. Yunho squeezes her hand, bringing it up to his chest where she can feel his heartbeat racing. "I mean it, Yena," he says, his voice full of sincerity. "I can't deny my feelings for you anymore. It's always been you Yena.”

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❀ Birds of a Feather

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It started as a silly crush, one that you would normally get around a friend of yours. A little pang in your chest at the thought of him. A flutter of your stomach when he smiled at you, that sort of thing that friends normally never acted on. But for some reason, your friendship with Chan, who had become your best friend, felt different.

It started with small things, things that you would dismiss as nothing. You would catch him looking at you sometimes when he thought you wouldn't notice, but when you would look his way, he would quickly look away. He would also always sit next to you in interviews, in group photos, or in any sort of activity, always taking a seat right next to yours whenever given the choice. He would also always want to play with your hair, pulling you into his lap and letting his fingers run through your hair while whispering praise and sweet words into your ear. 

And that would be something a typical friend would never do. In fact, no one else in the group treated you like that, so why was he so different? The strangest thing was that even though he would always be affectionate with you in front of others, in private the way he acted was completely different. Instead of playing with your hair affectionately, he was constantly finding opportunities to touch your skin, running his fingers along your hands, arms, and face, as if he couldn’t get enough of you.

In the most private moments when no one else was around, he would constantly find ways to hold your hands. His fingers would intertwine with yours as he pulled you close. He would also sometimes find ways to pull you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your torso as he held you firmly against his chest, his hands splayed against your stomach and chest, holding you like he never wanted to let go. It was so strange, how one minute he was normal, the next he was being so affectionate in a way that could not be seen as merely platonic. It was like he couldn't get enough of touching you, as if he was addicted. Even in public he would always be seeking any type of contact, whether it was a squeeze of your hands, a hand on your back, or just sitting next to you, he always wanted some type of contact. It was almost as if he was starved for the touch. And the strangest thing of all was that none of the other members of the group seemed to question it or care, they all acted as if it was normal. Did they just not notice, or was it truly normal for friends to act like this? 

Even you yourself were starting to wonder if it was just how he acted with everyone, but no other member behaved like he did, and definitely didn’t touch you like he did. Whatever the case, you found yourself not minding the affectionate gestures. In fact, deep down, you even found yourself looking forward to them. You found yourself wanting him even more when he touched you. 

It made you feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he held you close, the heat of his body against yours making something deep within you stir. Finally, after days of contemplating, you two were hanging out together in your room in the dorm and then you gained the courage and decided to confront him. As the both of you were sitting in a quiet corner of his room, you turned to him, a determined look in your eyes.

"Channie, can I ask you something?"

He looked up from his phone at the sound of your voice, a curious expression on his face. "Yeah, what is it?" You took a deep breath, gathering your courage. "This is going to sound random, but why are you always so... affectionate towards me?"

He was silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. But finally, he let out a soft sigh. "Ah, I guess you've noticed."You were taken aback by his response, not expecting him to admit it outright. But at the same time, you couldn't ignore the way your heart fluttered at his words. "No, it's not a problem, I just... well, I'm just wondering why. Friends don't usually act like this, you know."He then let out a soft chuckle, setting down his phone and turning to face you fully. "I guess I just can't help it. You're just... really touchable, I guess. And it makes me feel good, touching you like this." 

He leaned back, stretching his legs out in front of him. "Plus, you never complain about it, so I figured you didn't mind me being all over you." You blush like your about to explode.

“No no! it’s not that i just really want to know why..” Chan chuckled as he saw your blush, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "Why are you so curious about it, huh?"

He shifted a bit closer to you on the bed, his knee brushing against yours. "Are you worried I'm being too clingy?" You get shocked by his words “no! i don’t mind it at all, i just wanna know if you know.. if you have feelings for me.. that’s all.” Chan's smirk faded into a look of surprise, not expecting you to boldly come out and ask such a thing. 

He was silent for a moment, his eyes searching yours as if trying to find the answer within them. Finally, he spoke, his voice soft. "What if I did? What would you do if I did have feelings for you?" You were caught by surprise by his response. “To be honest, i really don’t know i really don’t wanna ruin our friendship that we have, and it’s gonna be so hard gaining that friendship and trust back if something does happen to us.” you became so worried and started to make your anxiety build up and make you think about what would happen between them. Chan listened intently to your words, his expression softening. He reached out and placed a gentle hand on your arm. "Hey, hey, it's okay."

He took your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. "I get it, I really do. We've been through so much together, our friendship means so much to me too. But..."

He paused, letting out a small sigh. "But sometimes, feelings can't be helped. You can't ignore them, or push them away. They just... happen." He looked down at your intertwined hands, his thumb gently running over your knuckles. "And if we do have feelings for each other, I don't think that's a bad thing. Sure, it might change things between us, but change isn't always bad, y'know? It's not always good either, but..."

He looked back up at you, his gaze sincere. "I think there's a chance it could be good. If you feel the same way, that is." She looks up, her eyes wide and sparkling. 

 from looking down at their hands being intertwined with each other’s. “Wait, so your saying that we could have a chance with each other?” Chan nods, his hand gently squeezing your own. "Yeah, that's what I'm saying."

He shifts a little closer to you, his knee pressed against yours. "If we both have feelings for each other, then yeah, we could have a chance at being together. It's up to you though, if you want to give it a shot or not." You then decide to tackle him onto your bed and hug him, so in joy that he decides to give a chance for y’all’s relationship. Chan let out a small yelp of surprise as you tackled him onto the bed, his arms instinctively wrapping around you as you hugged him tightly. He chuckled, a mix of surprise and amusement in his voice. "Impatient much?"

He returned the embrace, holding you close against him, his face buried into your shoulder. Then you decided to take the first move, suddenly you kissed him softly. Chan's surprise was evident at your sudden kiss, but he quickly melted into the feeling. His arms wrapped tighter around you, pulling you even closer as he kissed back. His lips moved gently against yours, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

He broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, his breathing a bit heavier than before. "Wow...I didn't expect you to take the first move like that." You then smile softly as you nuzzle yourself into his neck. “sorry! i really been wanting to do that for a while now..” You then chuckle all shy. Bangchan chuckled, his hands running up and down your back soothingly. “Don't apologize, I don't mind at all.” He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his arms still holding you close. "You’ve been wanting to do that for a while, huh? I didn’t know you liked me that much." You didn’t wanna leave his arms, you wanted to stay put. “Maybe… but at least i hid it better than you..” You say in a small giggle still nuzzling in his neck taking in his sent. He chuckled again, his hands continuing to gently caress your back. “Hey, I didn't hide it that badly." He protested, a playful pout on his lips. "I was just being... affectionate. Is that a crime?" “Never said that it wasn’t channie..” You say as you plant your lips on his. Chan smiled into the kiss, his hand coming up to cup the back of your head as he returned it with equal fervor. He pulled you even closer, his body pressing against yours as he deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled away, he was a bit breathless, his eyes locked on yours. "You really are something, you know that?"

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