Jealous Xiaojun

Jealous Xiaojun

[Xiaojun x reader]

Warnings: none (JUST IMAGINE XIAOJUN RAISING HIS FREAKING EYEBROW AT YOU HOLY SHIII-)

Genre: not exactly fluff but sth among those lines?

Word count: 254

Summary: An old friend from school is clearly showing his interest in you and completely ignoring the presence of your boyfriend, Xiaojun, next to you and this makes him jealous.

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Dejun's eyebrows raised as he looked at your friend's hand rubbing up and down your arm in a 'friendly' way. You two used to be classmates and met in the big reunion he decided to randomly plan.

Ever since you walked in the room, even with the company of your boyfriend, Kwangsoo didn’t even bother to greet anyone else from the rest of his guests. He straight up ignored Dejun, after shaking hands with him and you're sure he didn’t even remember his name.

He continued subtly flirting with you not even caring to find out whether you're dating the guy you brought or not.

Dejun insisted to come as soon as it slipped from you that Kwangsoo had this weird type of obsession with you since 8th grade.

Dejun's arm slowly slid on the counter and he wrapped it around your waist, bringing you closer, his eyes staring right into Kwangsoo's and his eyebrow was still raised.

His hand was soon where Kwangsoo's used to be and you loved every second of his sudden protective nature.

Kwangsoo must have finally realised what was going on since he greeted a random person walking by and excused himself to talk with them.

Dejun moved in front of you with a small smirk on his face and you let out a small laugh burying your face in his chest, as he wrapped his arms around you and brought you close.

"I think he finally got the point." he let out and you laughed again. "Yeah, finally."

Bus acquaintances

Warnings: mention of car accident but don’t worry

Genre: Um not exactly fluff, but kinda fluff

Summary: Namjoon had noticed you taking the same bus as him. But when you randomly stopped appearing, he got worried.

Word count: 514

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You were always taking the same bus, at the same time, to get to work. You don’t really know when you started noticing, but there was always a young man, around your age, already on the bus before you. You had to admit, he was an attractive young man, who had caught your attention, but you never dared to talk to him and just observed him from afar. He had probably also realized you were a regular on the bus, because you had locked eyes with him way more than once.

After around a month, you had caught yourself looking around as soon as you got on the bus, looking for the certain person, but as soon as your eyes met, you looked away.

This had been going on for a long time and you had actually also caught his attention, but Namjoon was too shy to do anything other than smile when your eyes met, which you awkwardly returned.

Recently, though, a cousin of yours was part of a car accident, which led to them going to the hospital and to be in need for blood, so you obviously took a week off to give them blood and make sure everything was okay.

What you didn’t know, was that Namjoon had noticed your absence. The first day it seemed like you had just missed the bus or got a day off, so Namjoon didn’t pay much attention to it. But when he didn’t see you again the next day and the day after it, he got worried. Sadly for him, he had no way to contact you and make sure you were alright and was hoping to see you every day.

Soon, a week passed and it was Monday again.

When he saw you, he got up from his seat and stumbled towards you, sitting next to you. You greeted him shyly, but it didn’t take long to identify a worried look that was written to his face.

“You seem worried, did something happen?” You asked and he blushed.

“Ah, you, you are here” He mentally face-palmed at his inability to speak to you as comfortably as you did.

“Ah, you noticed I was missing?”

“YesandIwasworriedbecauseyoudidn’tgetonthebusforaweekandithoughtsomethingbadhappenedtoyou”

“Aww, there was no need to worry, it was just that a cousin of mine had a serious car accident and I wanted to be there for them, but everything is alright now.” You explain and he let out a sigh, nodding.

“Um, I wanted to call you and ask you about it, but realized I didn’t have your phone number and, um, would you mind giving me your number? Not only for incidents like this, like, I would like it if we went out sometime, if you want.” He rambled and you nodded in response, waiting for him to hand his phone.

You exchanged numbers, but realized your stop was the next, so you got up, bid him goodbye, getting off of the bus with a huge smile for the rest of the day.

Thank god, the both of you have to use the public transport.

Monsta X as project partners

Shownu, as we remember from No Mercy, in his collab with Kihyun, couldn’t work well with someone he didn’t know well. So, he ended up sabotaging Kihyun by making the dance difficult for him and Kihyun chose a difficult song for him and sabotaged him. Eventually both ended up sabotaging themselves for no reason. However, for a school project, since it isn’t a competition and both people benefit from it equally, I feel like both of them would make their project this way that each person’s best abilities are highlighted and they would actually be great partners for a project.

Wonho is the type of person that does a decent amount of work for the project but he is very likely to accidentally mess up a little, but not that bad. He would be very sweet but he wouldn’t be able to focus much on the project and would prefer to tell you random stuff and laugh with something random instead of working. He is a bit lazy but he would feel bad if he felt like he wasn’t helping you enough.

Minhyuk just wants this to be over with. He would sit down immediately, demand they finish it in one day and maybe just do some details the next day. The sooner the better. Comes off as workaholic but he actually isn’t. He is just too bored to have to worry about this for more than two days. Probably would try to convince you to work on the project on a Saturday morning till late at night. Or would just split the parts and tell you to have your part ready by Sunday night, while he’d get his part done the same day and be over with it.

Hyungwon knows how to cooperate. If you are willing to split up the work equally, then he will do a great work with you. He would hate if he had to work with someone who doesn’t care about the project and would probably beg the teacher to change his partner or would try to tell them that he had to do the project alone.

If Jooheon and you are friends then he can do a very good project with you and wouldn’t mind if you messed up your words during presentation. He’d also offer to do the whole presentation alone if you were too shy. If the teacher said that the both of you had to present, then he would help you and urge you to continue if you messed up. If you two weren’t close, then…you would be by the end of the project. Jooheon focuses on the process and not the result. If you try hard, no matter what the result is he will still congratulate you.

Changkyun isn't so cooperative. He focuses too much on the result. He is maybe the opposite of Jooheon here. If you try too hard and still not get the grade he thinks he deserves then he will be a pain in the ass to you for the rest of the school year. If he doesn’t care about the class, then he won’t be of any help and you will have to do all the work alone or you’d fail. You’d probably argue a lot if you two weren’t close. If you were friends he would be a little more understanding.

Each other’s emotional support

Changkyun x reader smut 

Best friends to possible lovers

Genre: smut and a little fluff

Summary: Changkyun is your best friend, so it's normal to want to support him in any way you can when he's going through rough times.

A/N: it’s the first smut I’m posting, so idk if it’s good enough or if I’ll write more

I put a ‘keep reading’ before the smut part

Word count:958

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"What is going on inside that beautiful and complicated mind of yours?" I whispered, placing my palms on his soft cheeks. He let out a sigh, his eyes closing, as he rested his head on my shoulder.

"Sometimes, even I don't know," he trailed off, a tear running down his face. I pouted at the sight, pulling him into a bear hug, his arms reluctantly wrapping around my waist. I ran my hands through his soft hair, rocking him side to side, as he kept crying.

“Let it all out, baby”, I whispered and pulled him even closer and he buried his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent. He tried to move backwards, mumbling a small ‘my back hurts’ and rested against the headboard. I reached over to grab a tissue box that was on his nightstand and wiped his tears, before throwing the tissue in the bin.

I turned to him and he patted his thighs, motioning for me to sit. Not caring if it’s appropriate for friends to do so, I didn’t give it a second thought, before doing it, his arms pulling me closer, once again. I pulled away to look at him, the vulnerable and broken expression on his face, breaking my heart.

He titled his head to the side and I mimicked him, our faces inches apart, as we stared deep into each other’s eyes, communicating through them. Without realizing, we leaned in, our lips softly connecting and lazily moving against each other’s, soft sighs coming from the both of us.

We were best friends, but that never even crossed our minds, as we only cared about making each other feel better. We both have been through really tough times and we just wanted to be each other’s emotional support and maybe something more.

I sat up higher, connecting my hips with his and he let out a groan, hearing my breath hitch. “Baby, move, please,” He whispered and I obligated, moving my hips at a slow pace, torturing the both of us. He sucked on my lip, biting it, making me gasp and he took this as an opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth, to dance with mine.

We disconnected our lips, our gazes meeting, as if we asked for permission to continue. When we were sure, we took our shirts off and he threw his head back at the sight of my bare chest.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” He moaned and peppered my neck with small kisses, his hands slowly slithering up my torso, careful touching my chest. His fingers teasing my nipples, as shivers went down my spine, making my grind harder on him, a certain roll making him stop his assault on my neck to let out a loud groan.

It was my turn to search for his sweet spot on his neck and as soon as I found it I started to suck on it, feeling the vibrations from his moans. He lowered his pants and I got the hint, removing my own completely doing the same to his. I sat on him again, the feeling even more intense, my crotch leaving a wet spot on his boxers.

“Please, baby, I need you so much,” he submissively let out and I shivered at his tone. I moved my panties to the side, as he lowered his boxers and reached for a condom. I slowly placed it on him, giving him a small peck, before lining him up with my entrance. I slowly lowered myself on him, finally feeling him in me. We both threw our head back, enjoying the moment, his hands rubbing my thighs.

After I bottomed out, I hid my head in his neck, panting from the euphoric feeling. I adjusted to his size, I started moving up and down, my breasts following my movements, Changkyun’s eyes never leaving them, as he was in a trance.

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever see, you feel amazing around me, baby,” he complimented me, making me whine and blush under his lust filled stare. I sped up my hips, Changkyun’s hand soflty touching my clit, making my back arch against his touch and he smirked at his effect on me.

“I’m already so fucking close, Kyun,” I moaned and I felt him twitch inside me. I purposely clenched my walls and he yelped at the feeling, his cock twitching uncontrollably.

“I’m cumming, my love,” he groaned and I lost it at the nickname, moaning his name as loud as I could, clenching around him, making him soon cum too. We rode out our highs, before slowly stilling our hips, panting in each other’s ears. I got off of him, laying next to him, as he threw the condom away before pulling me into his arms.

We soon fell asleep peacefully, waking up hours later, next to each other’s naked and hickey filled body. He took my hand, softly kissing it, staring deep into my eyes, his gaze making me blush, as it was full of love.

“You’re so special to me, (y/n), please tell me this won’t change anything,” he hopefully let out and I giggled.

“You’re the most important person to me, I would never let anything change us or whatever we have,” and seeing a certain expression form on his face, I quickly added, “there is no need to label anything yet, if you don’t feel ready, we can discuss it later, you know that  nothing is gonna keep us apart,”.

He softly nodded, a content smile on his face as he pulled me closer again, mumbling an ‘I love you’ in my ear and giving me a kiss after hearing the ‘I love you too’ coming from me.

I lost my phone, can I have yours?

Summary: You accidentally took someone else’s phone when you left your class and that stranger took your phone. You manage to find a way to contact each other and meet to trade the phones.

Warnings: A few swear words, but nothing else.

Genre: Fluff-ish?

Word count: 1.3k (1384)

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"Oh shit" you mumbled and ran to catch the bus. You got in on time just before the door closed and you sighed in relief before looking around to hold on to something. Luckily, you didn't miss the bus and didn't have to wait for half an hour until the next one.  

A few stops later someone's phone started ringing and you flinched at the loud sound of a hip hop song you've never heard of before, but you guessed it belonged to someone out of those standing around you, since it was loud enough. However the phone kept ringing and everyone looked around, but no one made a move to reach into their pockets or their bags. Someone tapped your shoulder and cleared their throat and you turned around to look at them.

"I'm pretty sure this is your phone, Miss. Are you not going to pick it up or at least turn it off? It's getting a little annoying." The woman said and you widened your eyes. "But that's not my ringtone." you reasoned, but reached into your pocket to see a phone ringing. “That’s not my phone!” You thought, but didn’t dare to say out loud.

The phone stopped ringing and everyone sighed in relief, but at this point you were panicked. Whose phone could this be? You got off on your stop and walked home, wondering what to do with the phone. The contact that called was someone named "Felix", but they hadn't tried to call again and the phone was locked and had no emergency contacts.

You thought that someone must have gotten your phone and that you had gotten their phone accidentally. You tried to remember what the people sitting next to you in class looked like, but no matter how hard you tried you couldn't remember.

It was at least someone from your college and shared a class with you. But still, you knew no Felix so you had no idea whose phone it could be. Now, you could either wait until someone called this phone again or find someone to call your phone. Sadly your roommate wouldn't be home until late, because of her part time job, so you decided to go with the first option.

You were sitting in your living room with the phone on the coffee table, charging it so it wouldn't run out of battery and waiting for it to ring. Suddenly, an alarm started beating, sadly it wasn't a phone call and you sighed. Why would someone need an alarm at 8pm with the title "stop"? Maybe that person put am alarm to make sure they stopped studying? Or to stop procrastinating?

After turning off the alarm and 5 minutes later, you flinched at the loud sound of the ringtone you heard earlier today, coming from the phone. Someone was finally calling! The contact was the Felix guy again. You cleared your throat and picked up.

"Hello?"

"Oh thank god someone picked up." A heavy Australian accent was heard.

"Hi, is this Felix?" You asked.

"Um no, I'm the owner of the phone, Chris. I'm pretty sure we accidentally took each other's phones earlier today." he said and you sighed in relief.

"Yes. I'm (y/n) and I'd try to call you too, but my roommate isn't here so I couldn't. Did anyone call me?" You asked and heard a chuckle from the man.

"Yes, but I was so shocked that I didn't get to pick it up. It was someone named (y/f/n) though." He replied.

"That's my roommate and yeah this Felix guy called you too earlier today, but you probably know this. Anyways, um, is there any place you would like to meet up to get our phones back?"  You asked.

"Ah yes, um, it's Saturday tomorrow, so we don't have classes, but I can't wait until Monday to get my phone so if you are free, could we meet up first thing in the morning?" He suggested and you nodded though he couldn't see you, mentally face palming.

"Yeah, I'm free all day tomorrow."

"Okay, cool, we could meet up at this cafe near the entrance, I think it's called "Levanter" and get a coffee or a tea or something. O-or we could just get our phones back and go." he stammered and you laughed.

"I'd never say no to coffee." You replied and heard him quietly sigh in relief.

"Is 10:30 too early?" He asked.

"No, 10:30 is perfect." You replied and kept a mental note to ask your roommate to wake you up.

"Cool, see you tomorrow!" He said and excited and you said your goodbyes before hanging up.

The next day soon came, and you waited outside the cafe, without exactly knowing who you were waiting for. You saw a girl standing a little farther waiting for someone too, but you were pretty sure you spoke with a man named Chris yesterday, so you continued to look around.

A man approached her and you wished Chris would come soon, because you must have looked like an idiot waiting for this long. The man left after a minute and you looked at him confused as he continued looking around. Could that be Chris? He spotted you and shyly walked towards you.

"Excuse me, are you perhaps (y/n)?" You recognized the Australian accent and the voice and nodded.

"Thank god. I just asked someone else and they weren't you and it was so embarrassing" he said and sighed.

"It's okay, you found me now." You chuckled.

"By the way, I lost my phone, so can I have yours instead?" He blurted out the awful pick up line.  

"Oh no, you did not just say that" You chuckled but pulled out his phone from your pocket, handing it to him.

"Oh my god! My precious! Ugh, I've missed you so much, baby, don't ever leave me again." He said and you laughed loudly.

"Wow, it's so cool that you reunited with your baby, but can I reunite with my baby too?" You said and saw his eyes widening, leaving you confused.

"Oh no" He said and you cocked an eyebrow. "What?" You asked and he patted his pocket. "I don't have it" he said and you gasped.

"What do you mean you don't have it?" You screeched but he chuckled.

"I'm joking! Your baby is here." He said and handed it to you.

"You little shit! You scared me for a second." You said and hit his shoulder playfully as he giggled.

"By the way, your pick up line was awful, but I will give you my number." You said.

You sat across from each other after getting your orders, Chris had insisted on paying for your coffee, but you refused and told him to find a table for the two of you, secretly paying for his tea instead and bringing it to him.

"Why did you do that?" He asked after he realized that you tricked him and you shrugged.

"It's okay, you can get me a coffee next time." you said nonchalantly, wondering since when you had this much confidence.

"S-sure" he stammered.

After exchanging phone numbers with him as you had promised, you spoke up.

"Isn't it weird how we have talked on the phone without actually having each other's phone numbers?" You said and he nodded.

"Yeah, it's confusing. But it's okay. It's an interesting way to meet each other and it can definitely be used as an ice breaker with people." He said and you laughed.

"You're right on that. By the way, do you know how much a baby elephant weighs?" You asked and giggled at the thought of your horrible joke.

"Um, I don't know..." he trailed off with a confused look on his face, making you giggle again.

"Enough to break the ice" you said and he groaned.

"This is how you must felt at my horrible pick up line, right?" He asked and you chuckled.

"Yeah..." you trailed off taking a sip of your coffee.

And indeed your joke and your weird way of meeting was enough to break the ice, because you soon found yourselves conversing for hours and arranging to meet up again soon. For sure, it's a story you would share for the rest of your life.

Stealing hoodies

Felix x reader

Summary: You always ask Felix before stealing a hoodie, even if he has told you that there’s no reason to ask. But, in fact, there is one.

Genre: Fluff af        

Warnings: None

Word count: 253

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"Can I steal this hoodie from you, please?" You asked Felix, your voice making his head snap up to look at you. He smiled and nodded his head 'yes' and watched you wear it immediately.

"You know you don't have to ask me every time, right?" He said and you nodded plopping next to him on the bed avoiding his gaze. "I know, but you always smile cutely when I ask and I like to see your smile" you admitted but refused to look anywhere near his face. He chuckled at your shyness, his hand reaching your chin softly turning your head towards him, your eyes still anywhere but his eyes.

"Look at me angel," he asked and you slowly moved your gaze towards his eyes. "You make me smile all the time. You make me smile when you steal my hoodies, you make me smile when you do as much as breathe" he paused to cradle your face in his hands "and you make me smile by just existing in my life. I love you so much, angel" he said and before you could react, he connected his soft lips on yours, your heart skipping a beat as if it was the first time he kissed you.

No matter how many years pass, you were sure he'd still have this effect on you, because your love for him is bigger than anything you've felt before, it's stronger than anything and you're sure you will feel like this for the rest of your life.