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꧁𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌.𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭꧂

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 ~ The Encounter

~ 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ~

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 ~ Connection

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 ~ Unknowingly Known

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒 ~ The Date

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓 ~ Bonding

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔 ~ Backstage Magic

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕 ~ The Question

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖 ~ A Recipe For Love

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗 ~ The Tour

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎~ Public

i know I'm late and pride month ends in like a few days but I needed to share this anyway

Stray Love

~ The Question ~

Chapter #7

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Warnings ~ Fem Reader, Kissing (TWICE 🙀🙀🙀🙀)

This is short, all chapters will be short, and the story will overall be short. I'm trying to get used to writing again.

Proofread by @hereforthedrinkss

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In the days following the concert, your bond with Hyunjin deepened in ways you hadn’t anticipated. Late-night texts turned into phone calls, and inside jokes became a part of your daily routine. Hyunjin’s witty remarks and playful banter kept you laughing, while his heartfelt conversations made you feel understood and cherished. Each day brought you closer, and the thought of seeing him again filled you with excitement.

Two weeks after the concert, Hyunjin invited you to the dorm. You accepted with a mixture of eagerness and nerves. When you arrived, the rest of Stray Kids were there, filling the space with their energetic presence. They greeted you warmly, teasing Hyunjin and making you feel like part of the family. However, Hyunjin quickly leaned in, his breath warm against your ear. “Ignore them. Tonight is about us,” he whispered, his tone light but sincere.

He led you to his room, which was cozy and full of personal touches. Sketches and photos decorated the walls, and a few art supplies were scattered on his desk. You both settled in, starting with some social games to ease the tension. Laughter filled the room as Hyunjin’s quick wit kept the mood lively. He made playful comments, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he effortlessly won each round.

“Are you secretly a pro at this?” you asked, laughing as he won yet another game.

He grinned, leaning closer. “I’m just good at reading people. Especially you.”

Your cheeks flushed at his words, and you playfully swatted his arm. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it,” he shot back, his smile widening.

The conversation soon shifted to more personal topics. You shared stories from your past, moments that shaped you, and the dreams you held close. Hyunjin listened intently, his expressions shifting from amused to thoughtful. When it was his turn, he opened up about the pressures of being an idol—the relentless schedule, the constant scrutiny, and the difficulty of maintaining personal relationships.

“Sometimes, it feels like I’m living under a microscope,” he admitted, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your hand. “Everyone’s watching, but no one really sees the real me.”

You nodded, feeling a deep connection with him. “I get it. It’s hard to find someone who truly understands.”

He smiled softly, his gaze unwavering. “But I think we found that in each other, didn’t we?”

You squeezed his hand, your heart swelling with affection. “Yeah, we did.”

There was a moment of silence, filled with unspoken emotions. Hyunjin took a deep breath, his eyes searching yours. “I’ve been wanting to ask you something,” he began, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness. “I know we haven’t known each other for that long, but... would you be my girlfriend? You can totally say no, it’s okay, but I really like you.”

Your heart skipped a beat. You could see the vulnerability in his eyes, the hopeful smile on his lips. Without hesitation, you smiled and whispered, “Yes, Hyunjin. I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

Relief washed over his face, quickly replaced by joy. He leaned in, and you met him halfway. The kiss was long and passionate, filled with all the emotions you had been holding back. His lips were soft and warm against yours, moving with a gentle urgency that made your heart race. You felt his hands in your hair, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened. The world around you seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of you in that moment.

When you finally pulled away, you were both breathless. Hyunjin rested his forehead against yours, his eyes shining with happiness. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” he murmured.

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I think I do.”

The evening continued with more conversation, laughter, and sweet moments. Hyunjin’s playful side resurfaced, making you laugh with his witty comments and funny stories about the members. You talked about your favorite movies, music, and even debated over the best pizza toppings.

“Pineapple on pizza is a crime,” Hyunjin declared, his tone mock-serious.

You gasped in mock horror. “How dare you! Pineapple is the best!”

He laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “We might have to agree to disagree on that one.”

Time seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, it was dark outside. Reluctantly, you realized it was time to go home. Hyunjin borrowed Changbin’s car and drove you to your apartment.

When you arrived, you got out and walked to his side of the car, tapping on the window. He rolled it down, and you leaned in, giving him one more passionate kiss. His eyes closed, and a dazy smile spread across his face as he kissed you back.

"Goodnight, Hyunjin," you whispered, pulling away.

"Goodnight," he replied, his voice filled with warmth.

You walked to your front door, feeling light and happy. Opening it, you turned and waved goodbye, giggling and smiling. As you stepped inside, you knew this was just the beginning of something beautiful.

🏷️ : @bswrldd

Yes, I truly do think pineapple on pizza is good.

Stray Love

(what Hyunjin was aggressively typing away at on his phone)

Chapter #1 (Extra)

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Warnings~ This is just a little extra, this whole thing is over text!

This is what Hyunjin was so aggressively typing.

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Have this because writing chapter 4 has been actual hell.

guys wtf happened to all the good creepypasta content😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

I JUST WANT MY SILLY SLENDERMANSION FANFICS BACK.

I WANT MY CHILDHOOD BACK

I WANT THIS FANDOM BACK TO WHAT IT WAS.

BUT I ALSO WANT GOOD CREEPYPASTA FICS

I ALSO WANT PEOPLE WHO WRITE REALISTIC HEADCANNONS TO STEP FORWARD AND KEEP DOING IT.

ITS TAKES ME HOURS OF SCROLLING THROUGH TUMBLR AND AO3 TO FIND SOMETHING THAT IS NOT HEADCANONS (too many headcannons EVERYWHERE.) AND ARE ACTUAL FICS THAT HAVENT BEEN DISCONTINUED.

I respect the people on tumblr who still write for the fandom so much 🫡🫡

Where did everyone who was in this fandom go??😟

At the same time, I’m a hypocrite because I keep writing headcanons too😔😔

Stray Love

~ Bonding ~

Chapter #5 (this is a filler chapter lololilol)

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Warnings ~ Fem Reader.

This is short, all chapters will be short, and the story will overall be short. I'm trying to get used to writing again.

Proofread by @hereforthedrinkss

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The next few days passed in a blur, filled with excitement and anticipation. You and Hyunjin texted non-stop, your conversations becoming more frequent and intimate. You shared stories, jokes, and even mundane details about your days. It felt like you were getting to know him on a deeper level, and each text made you smile wider.

Finally, payday arrived. You had been eagerly waiting for this moment, saving every penny to afford the upcoming Stray Kids concert. The moment you saw the notification that your salary had been deposited, you rushed to the ticketing website. Your heart raced as you entered your payment details, and a wave of relief washed over you when the confirmation email popped up on your screen. You had your ticket.

You couldn’t wait to tell Hyunjin the news. Grinning, you quickly typed out a message:

-Guess who got paid! Just bought a ticket for the upcoming concert. But tell your company to chill with these prices, it’s like they don’t want us poor people to be happy 😞😞

His reply came almost instantly.

-YOU BOUGHT TICKETS??? You could’ve easily got them for free. FROM ME😡😡

You chuckled at his dramatic reaction and responded just as quickly,

-No, I don’t want to abuse my powers of being close to you. That’s called ‘Using people’ and I don’t do that 😤

Hyunjin was persistent, as always.

-YOU WOULDN'T BE USING ME BECAUSE I’M THE ONE THAT WANTS TO GIVE IT TO YOU. Whatever, at least I’ll get to see your pretty face at the concert. ANSWER MY CALL!!

A video call notification popped up on your screen. With a flutter of excitement, you answered. Hyunjin’s face appeared, his expression warm and happy.

“Hey!” he greeted, his voice soft and full of affection. “I can’t believe you bought the ticket. You’re really something else, you know that?”

You laughed. “Well, I couldn’t miss the chance to see you guys perform live. Plus, I wanted to surprise you.”

The conversation flowed effortlessly. You talked about the concert, your excitement evident in every word. You discussed potential outfits, each trying to outdo the other with creative ideas. The hours flew by, and before you knew it, night had fallen.

Both of you had your phones plugged in, and you continued talking until your eyes grew heavy. The sound of Hyunjin’s voice was comforting, and you found yourself slowly drifting off to sleep. Your phones were propped up on your dressers, ensuring that if either of you woke up earlier than the other, you could see each other sleeping.

Morning came with a jolt. You woke to the sound of chaos from Hyunjin’s end. Han, Seungmin, and Felix had burst into his room, determined to wake him up in the most obnoxious way possible. Han was jumping on the bed, Felix was making bizarre noises with his mouth, and Seungmin was hitting Hyunjin’s face with a pillow.

You watched the scene unfold, unable to contain your laughter. You quickly screen recorded the hilarious wake-up call, wanting to keep the memory forever. Your amusement, however, was cut short when Han grabbed Hyunjin’s phone.

“Guys, look!” Han called out, waving the phone around.

Felix and Seungmin crowded around, their eyes widening when they saw you on the screen. Realizing what was happening, you quickly hung up, your heart racing.

Hyunjin, still half-asleep, groaned. “What the hell are Seungmin and Felix doing here? This isn’t their dorm.”

Seungmin and Felix ignored his question, their attention fixed on him. “Who was the girl on the phone?” Seungmin demanded, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Han, always the instigator, cheekily added, “Yeah, Hyunjin. Who’s the girl? You’ve brought her to the dorm before, right? And didn’t Chan say she’s the girl from the coffee shop you keep going to?”

Hyunjin rubbed his eyes, trying to wake up fully. “Yeah, that’s her,” he admitted, his voice groggy but affectionate. “We’ve been talking a lot lately.”

Felix grinned. “Talking, huh? Is that all?”

Hyunjin rolled his eyes but smiled. “Yes, talking. And maybe a bit more. But seriously, leave her alone, okay? She’s special to me.”

The trio continued to tease him throughout the day, following him around and bombarding him with questions. Despite the relentless ribbing, Hyunjin’s thoughts remained on you and the upcoming concert. He couldn’t wait to see you there, amidst the energy and excitement of the crowd.

As night fell, the boys finally relented. Hyunjin retreated to his room, exhausted but happy. He picked up his phone and sent you a quick text: “Can’t wait to see you at the concert. It’s going to be amazing.”

Your reply came moments later: “I can’t wait either. It’s going to be unforgettable.”

Hyunjin smiled to himself, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. The concert was just around the corner, and with you there, it was sure to be an experience he would cherish forever.

THIS IS SHORTTTTTTT~~~

AND BADDDDDD~~~~

BECAUSE ITS ONLY A FILLER CHAPTERRR~~~~~