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Hello to you all, 

I came up with this idea some time ago, I already have a one-shot collection on Wattpad about Stray Kids (here).

Most of the ones I wrote are already on AO3 but I don't have a book for them here so I'm making one.

I hope you already read one of my works to be aware of my style, I only write about Stray Kids so come and be my guest.


To all my fellow Stay, you can suggest anything you want :

-Fluff, Smut, Angst.

- A ship, Changlix, Jeongchan, Minsung, Seungjin, Hyunsung, Chanlix, Hyunin, 2min, Chansung, Binsung, 3RACHA, Dance Racha etc (I'm not picky, those are only examples)

-An Universe (Canon, college, Business, Coffee shops,  Idols, Heirs, Gangs, Soulmates, ABO...)

-If you want smut you can choose too (Anal, Oral, Daddy Kink, Master Kink, BDSM...)

To request you can use the comments or my Twitter.

Thank you <3

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The sun was peeking behind the clouds when Jisung woke up, it was a warm Saturday morning. He pushed the covers further up his head trying to get some more sleep but failed miserably.

He groaned under his breath, pushing his blanket away. The space next to him was cold meaning his boyfriend was long. That athletic prick, Jisung swore in his head never missing his morning run.

He just wanted a nice cuddle section to start the day.

Jisung decided he had spent enough time cursing his boyfriend, he got up from the bed, putting an oversized shirt on his bare body. He was hungry, his cereals were calling from inside the cupboard.

Jisung made his way to the kitchen like he owned the place, in reality, it was his boyfriend’s place. 

Jisung was a twenty-one-year-old, fresh out of a year-long vacation after his high school graduation. He had his flat near the university but spent all his time at his boyfriend’s since school started in two weeks.

He had decided to keep his promise with his parents and start his French major with a minor in English this year since they had let him take a one-year vacation in Europe where he had met his boyfriend.

Lee Minho.

Han Jisung and Lee Minho first met when down like this, Jisung was sitting down at a table in a popular café in Paris just in the area of the prestigious Eiffel Tower. He was enjoying the beautiful sunset eating an unfamous éclair au Chocolat, drinking an americano at the same time.

Minho was destined, Jisung wanted to have a souvenir of this magical moment so he had asked the first person passing on the street to take a pic of him in his confident English. Jisung had stricken a cute pose but immediately froze as he looked at the man behind the camera.

He looked so good, light brown hair pushed back, a toned body hidden under a white shirt and grey expensive slacks. Jisung was breathless, the man was stunning and he was weak.

Jisung had asked for his name in broken Korean before gasping like a fish, what if he was wrong, what if the man wasn’t even Korean, he was so dumb-

“I’m Lee Minho,” The man answered in perfect Korean breaking down Jisung’s existential crisis.

They had dinner together that night, in the city of love, Jisung didn’t want to be too optimistic but it seemed like a good start.

And guess what, he was right. They were going on their fifth month together, Jisung was sure he loved Minho, the older was a gentleman, caring for him and being here for him at every step.

Jisung was just lucky to have Minho in his life.

His boyfriend was still out when he finished his cereals so Jisung decided to turn on the flat TV screen and put on one of his favorite K-Drama. 

He was starting to get sleepy again so he closed his eyes letting the soft noises of the TV lull him to sleep.

Jisung woke up from noises in the kitchen meaning Minho was back. He excitedly jumped off the couch and skipped to the kitchen. 

“Hi, baby.” He greeted pecking him on the mouth, he took a seat on the counter next to the sink. 

Minho moved in front of him, resting his hand on his nape, and brought their mouths together in a long kiss. Jisung whimpered softly clutching the soft fabric of Minho’s shirt. His boyfriend was so good at this.

Minho kissed him softly, teasing his bottom lip lightly then brushed his lips against his jaw, placing a final kiss on his neck. “Did you miss me that much ?” Jisung teased, caressing his boyfriend’s chin with his thumb.

“As if you weren’t just melting against me.” Minho playfully said back, sucking a mark on his collarbone.

“Minho~” Jisung groaned pushing his head away weakly. “We are eating lunch with our friends tomorrow and I don’t want to look like a chorizo pizza.” He complained

“My chorizo pizza~” Minho purred back, biting his boyfriend’s neck to prove himself.

“Ah seriously-”

“ Mon amour (My love) ,” Minho cut him off. “Jisungie, my sweetheart, I missed you.”

Jisung smiled softly connecting their lips once again, “I missed you too.”

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The school year started quicker than anything Jisung had imagined, one second he is cuddling with Minho, and the next he is in front of his university’s gate, waiting for his good friend Felix to begin their school life together.

Minho had sent him a dozen good luck texts all morning to cheer him up. It had kind of worked, Jisung was full of confidence to start his first year.

He spotted Felix’s blonde hair quite easily, the Australian was dressed in an oversized sky blue cardigan so it wasn’t a difficult task.

“Hello there,” Felix said, smiling at him. “Ready ?”

“Yes,” Jisung nodded, “Let’s go.”

Their first class was French literature, not too bad if you asked Jisung. Minho’s personal library in his workroom had shelves full of French authors from Molière to Victor Hugo so Jisung was really excited.

He took a seat in the back of the class with Felix, placed his notebook on the wooden desk along with his pens and highlighters.

“Did you hear about our professor ?” Felix asked him to take out his laptop.

“No,” Jisung answered, getting curious. “Why ?”

“He is quite popular on the campus-”

“Good morning everyone.” 

Jisung froze in his seat, he knew this voice, he fucking woke up to it. The black-haired man gasped quietly, just in front of him on the wooden platform. It was Lee Minho, his fucking boyfriend.

Jisung couldn’t understand, Minho worked here ? He was a professor at his university ? Felix had just said their professor was popular, was he talking about Minho ?

Jisung felt a headache coming, they had been dating for five months and he didn’t know. Minho wasn’t secretive about his job, Jisung throught he was an office worker with French as a hobby, not a fucking sexy professor with his black framed glasses, white shirt and expensive slacks.

Jisung was totally in awe, this course was a really important part of his major, he couldn’t fuck up but with his boyfriend as his teacher it was going to be a complex task.

“Are you ok Ji ?” Felix asked his friend, it had been several minutes since Professor Lee had started his class and Jisung’s notebook was still totally blank.

Jisung nodded, not trusting his voice as he tried to concentrate, Felix didn’t know his boyfriend. They had never met, Jisung being too shy to introduce them to each other so he needed to be careful.

He needed to talk to Minho before doing anything else.

The class ended after one hour and a half, Jisung has a page full of books to buy, he is sure more than half of it is at Minho’s place anyway and severals others about how Minho works and general information about his class.

He waited until the room was totally empty, giving a stupid excuse to Felix before making his way to Minho.

" Bonjour professeur (Good morning professor) ,” He greeted sarcastically.

“Jisung-”

“Or should I say traître ?” (traitor) Jisung scoffed, feeling like he had been played.

“I didn’t lie to you mon amour.” Minho said, taking Jisung’s face in his hands. “I just never told you anything.”

“Why did you even hide it ?” Jisung said resting his hand on top of Minho’s. “I’m just feeling so dumb right now.”

Minho kissed his forehead softly. “You aren’t sweetheart.”

“Minho why- How long- Just tell me everything.” Jisung whispered, his eyes glued into his boyfriend’s eyes trying to read through him.

“Later.” Minho mumbled, caressing his cheek softly. “I promise I will tell you everything later.”

Jisung was anxious when he got into the bus to Minho’s place after four in the afternoon, Minho was going to be home and he was finally gonna know. 

The man was waiting for him in the living room, on the couch with a warm cup of jasmine tea. 

Jisung accepted the cup gently, taking the 4seat next to him.

“I was fifteen when I started to learn French, I read a book poem called Demain, dès l’aube (Tomorrow at Dawn) and I just fell in love.” Minho started to explain. “My mom signed me up in an advanced French class and I started to learn there. When I graduated high school I decided I wanted to become a teacher, to share my love to others.”

“I went to university like you, traveled to France, learned from the best teachers there and got my diploma three years ago. I got a spot at the university two years ago and earlier this year when we met, I was on vacation.”

“So you never lied and I was a fool.” Jisung concluded, biting his bottom lip.

Minho sighed softly, "I was the second choice, your initial literature professor took maternity leave."

"So I'm dating my teacher ?" Jisung looked over to Minho. "Is our relationship an obstacle to your career-"

"No baby, not at all," Minho reassured him. "We are both adults and I love you so don't start doubting our relationship. 

Jisung smiled at that, he put his mug on the coffee table and moved to straddle Minho's lap. "So am I going to get a good grade, Mister Lee ?" He smirked confidently.

"That can be discussed, mon amour," Minho whispered against his lips.

Jisung discovered a new face of his boyfriend that night.

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Two months had gone by quickly, Minho being Jisung's professor was more an advantage than anything else.

He had access to more resources than a normal student, Minho's library, his notes and private talks about authors and books.

Jisung liked it so so much.

The only thing was, Felix was right. Minho was extremely famous around the campus. He was the subject of many affections. The students always tried talking to him in the hallways or stayed after his class to ask questions.

The school forum was full of posts about "Professor Lee Minho ❤".

Jisung had almost lost his cool one time when a girl said she wanted to "smash" with Minho in front of the bathroom.

Jisung hated it, he didn't want to feel jealous but he couldn't help it.

So he made a plan, he was going to show the world, the sexy called Lee Minho was his. 

He started subtlety, clinging to him after class, eating with him at the cafeteria, and even asking for a ride once. But others just acknowledged it as kindness.

So Jisung gave up fast, Felix himself didn't believe him.

"No way you are dating God himself, Lee Minho." Felix had said during one of their weekly study sessions.

Jisung was kind of trapped so he pushed his jealousy away and went along with it. 

One night after his classes, Jisung got home, his home was Minho's flat these days. He was tired and really needed to shower. Minho was surely still at work.

He took his time showering using every bath item Minho owned. He dressed in his fluffy pajamas and made his way to the living room, turning on the TV.

Minho got home to his boyfriend dozing off on the couch. He kissed his forehead and covered him with a blanket. They could talk later.

When Jisung woke up, Minho was cooking dinner in the kitchen. "Hi, baby." The older greeted him, kissing his cheek. "Still sleepy ?"

Jisung only hummed under his breath, resting his body against his boyfriend and burying his face in his neck. 

"Dinner is almost ready." Minho cooed, patting his back lightly. 

Jisung made the effort to taste his boyfriend’s food, it was delicious as always. "It's really good." He complimented.

"Thanks, sweetheart." Minho smiled, placing a small piece of meat on Jisung's plate. "I hope you had a good week."

"I did, I'm just so tired," Jisung informed taking a sip from his drink.

"Why did Changbin ask me if you were okay then ?" Minho questioned making Jisung choke on his water.

Jisung cursed under his breath, Changbin was Minho's best friend but also his, he had sent him a couple of texts this week about the jealousy thing.

"What did Hyung tell you ?" Jisung asked anxiously.

“He asked if we were breaking up because you have trust issues,” Minho explained calmly scaring Jisung.

“Min I don’t-”

“Why didn’t you talk to me ?” Minho sighed, crossing his arms. 

Jisung wanted to cry so badly, he had disappointed Minho, Minho was mad at him, his boyfriend was going to leave-

“Jisung baby, are you crying ?” Minho rushed to his side. “Sweetheart, I’m not angry stop it.”

“But-”

“But nothing, I just hoped you told me how you felt.” Minho cupped his cheeks, wiping his tears away.

“I just felt so ashamed of myself, you love me but I’m just so insecure.” Jisung sobbed.

“I love you Jisung, no one is going to steal me away all right.” Minho reassured him, Jisung nodded, crying silently on his shoulder.

“I love you too.” Jisung mumbled quietly almost sure his boyfriend had not heard. 

🦋🦋🦋

The next morning Jisung wake to his phone going crazy under his pillow, he opened only one eye to look at it.

He has got more than forty Instagram notifications and a dozen messages of Felix calling him a lucky bastard .

It didn’t take much time to understand, Minho had posted a pic of him on his account

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Jisung smiled clutching his phone against his chest, he turned around in Minho’s arms dropping a kiss on the sleeping man’s cheek. His heart felt so full it could explode. 

At the end of the day, he was the one, sleeping next to Professor Lee Minho, their bodies close together. 

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“Je ne sais pas où va mon chemin mais je marche mieux quand ma main serre la tienne.”

("I don't know where my path goes but I walk better when my hand holds yours.")

-Alfred de Musset

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Jeongin’s expectations about High School had always been pretty great, he saw it as a new life, another world to discover. 

His family background wasn’t the best, an alcoholic father addicted to gambling and a weak mother suffering in silence. Jeongin was a Busan native, a hardworking one, with his textbooks as his escape. That way he scored a scholarship to a prestigious high school in Seoul.

Jeongin’s mom wasn’t happy to let him go, far from it. The boy had to fight to flee away and take his golden ticket. He had emancipated fresh out of junior high, broke off his suffering, and moved into a shitty studio flat to get the education he had dreamt about.

He wasn’t even sixteen but had left everything behind.

Jeongin had many things to overcome before even thinking of going to high school, the first was his foster home.

Since he was of legal age yet, he had to be placed in a foster home. They were a married gay couple with one child already, one of them was tall, dark-haired with a kind smile named Kim Namjoon, a surgeon and his husband was a writer named Kim Seokjin.

The Kim family lived in a healthy apartment complex, Jeongin felt totally out of place there. His foster parents were so patient and kind with him, not pushing him to talk or do anything he didn’t want to. They even gave him his own bedroom, a warm cream-colored room with a double bed, a wooden desk, and a closet.

It was already a good start, Jeongin had just a second thing to manage, his brother. Kim Seungmin, the adopted son of Seokjin and Namjoon. 

Jeongin didn’t know how to act around him, he was such a mystery. Seungmin wasn’t mean or anything, he didn’t make Jeongin felt like he didn’t belong in his new family. He was quiet, too quiet.

Two months before back to school day, Seokjin had taken Seungmin and Jeongin out for shopping.

They had driven a maze-like mall, Jeongin had never seen such a thing in Busan. Seokjin took both of them to different clothing shops, Jeongin had to go through many changes of clothes, Seungmin too.

Near lunchtime, Seokjin had already bought them so much, Seungmin didn’t even seem unfazed like he had gone through that many times while Jeongin could believe it. He had never owned that many clothes.

“Boys, I have a small problem at work.” Seokjin informed them when they were making their way to the food court, “I need to go, you can both eat here and get a uber back home, here.” Seokjin gave Seungmin some money.

“See you later Appa.” Seungmin waved him off, Jeongin just gave him a shy smile.

“See you, babies.” Jin called back, rushing out with all their shopping bags.

Seungmin and Jeongin had chosen McDonald’s to eat, the atmosphere was quite awkward, Jeongin was eating quietly not really knowing what to say, it was the first time they had been alone. 

“Are you okay ?” Seungmin asked him, eating one of his fries.

“Y-yes,” Jeongin mumbled, hesitant. “D-do you h-hate me ?”

Seungmin frowned. “No? Where does this even come from ?”

“You are just so quiet and I invaded your home so-”

“Wait,” Seungmin cut off, “You didn’t invade anything, my dads wanted another kid to take care of for so long.”

“Really ?” Jeongin said, surprised.

“They adopted me when I was one year old, my mom was too young to take care of me so I was dropped at an orphanage,” Seungmin explained to him. “Seokjin and Namjoon gave me a home and if you need one too then you are welcome.”

“So you don’t hate me ?” 

“No of course not, I just didn’t know how to talk to you.” Seungmin smiled at him. “You are quite cute Innie and I’m shy but I will stop now.”

Jeongin didn’t understand. “Stop what ?”

“Being shy, I will be your brother now,” Seungmin promised, Jeongin heart felt so full, he took a small bite of his burger. He wasn’t alone anymore, he had kind and patient legal tutors and a brother. His life was really taking a good turn.

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Seungmin had a large group of friends, Jeongin got to know one week later. 

One week after their little outing at the mall, Seungmin had invited his friends over, Seokjin had made snacks for all of them before going out, promising to buy take out for dinner.

Jeongin was anxious, he was socially awkward and meeting Seungmin's friends was mentally challenging. 

The first ones to arrive were a black-haired man with a thick accent introduced as Bang Chan and a small blonde with a squirrel-like face named Han Jisung.

And they were close, like really really close. 

Twenty minutes in and it didn't take much more to understand they were something, Chan always had his hands on Jisung. 

Jeongin thought they were quite cute, he couldn't help but stare at them. He had never had a relationship like this with someone. He had too many things to think about before even dreaming about it.

Half an hour later, four others came in, a short but bulky man, Seo Changbin, a tall man with impressive long black hair named Hwang Hyunjin, a really handsome man called Lee Minho and a blonde man with freckles, Lee Felix.

They sat down on the balcony, the cold February air a little too refreshing. Seokjin's snacks on the table in front of them. 

Jeongin was next to Seungmin at the end of the table. They were all talking together, Jeongin didn't really know what to say so he stayed quiet, enjoying the scenery. 

He had no friend back in Busan so he didn't know what a friendly hang out was like. Seungmin's friends all seemed nice through, chatting about the end of the holidays getting too near for their liking.

"How are you liking Seoul so far Jeongin?" Hyunjin had asked at one point.

"It's different." Jeongin smiled timidly. "I'm still getting used to it."

"That's great, you are going to our school right ?" Jisung questioned.

Jeongin didn't know the answer to that so Seungmin answered for him. "Yes, he got a scholarship on top of that."

"Wow," Jisung said amazed."That's an impressive achievement,  Seungmin and Felix are freshmen like you. Hyunjin and I are sophomores Bin and Minho hyungs are Juniors and Chan hyung is a Senior." He listed out.

"So if you want to hang out with us or have questions don't be scared." Changbin concluded for him.

"You are really a cutie." Hyunjin cooed, making him blush.

Jeongin smiled brightly, they were all so kind to him. 

They continued to chat away for a long, Jeongin wasn’t afraid to speak up anymore. He could be himself with them, Seungmin’s friends could also be his.

It was the best afternoon, he had ever had.

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His first day of school was challenging, Hajin high school wasn’t only a place to study. It was more than that, it was a social circle where parents donated millions of wons to show their wealth, where money decided who you were and Jeongin was an orphan with a scholarship.

He felt eyes on him when he got out from Namjoon’s convertible car this morning, Seungmin didn’t even mind them, he was like them, raised in money since he had been adopted so he fitted right in.

Jeongin didn’t let it affect him, it was his fresh start. Unfortunately, Felix and Seungmin weren’t in the same class as him so he was alone.

He took a seat at the back of class, feeling sweaty in his navy blue and white uniform. 

“Good morning class.” Their homeroom teacher greeted, he was a  tall man in his forties with black hair named Mister Park. “I hope you are all well, let’s start the day with introducing ourselves.”

Jeongin cursed in his head, this was the worst thing. He didn’t like to speak up in public. 

When it was his turn he took a deep breath, “Hi, my name is Yang Jeongin,” And the whispers in the classroom grew. “I’m from Busan-”

“He is scholarship kid !” Someone shouted and the students all laughed. Jeongin wanted to cry, he had not even spent 2 hours here and he was already judged.

“All right, no screaming.” Mister Park, called out. “Next one please.”

Jeongin’s mood went down after that, he didn’ feel that joyful anymore.

After a lunch period shared with Seungmin, Jeongin finished his first school day quietly, trying not to mind the glares from some of the people he passed on the hallways. 

Seokjin came to get them at four pm after school, he asked them how their day went and Jeongin lied easily saying it went well when it clearly didn’t.

After dinner, Jeongin went back to his room to do his own research, he looked everywhere on the school forum, on the official website to understand. All he could gather was scholarships given to five students every year, he was the only first year to have one this year.

Jeongin swore that night to be strong, he was going to let it bring him down.

The week passed quickly, Jeongin started to adapt to his high school life, he got in a eight and left at four, ate lunch at the cafeteria with Seungmin and his friends sometimes, partly alone.

Seungmin's friends were all nice but they were also very popular at school, Changbin's grandfather was the head of the school, Hyunjin's mom was a really prestigious model, Felix's family had hotels in several countries, Bang Chan's older brother was an idol…

They were the elite of the school but still nice to Jeongin's orphan ass, he really wondered if it was because of Seungmin.

Along the months, Jeongin's name was less mentioned in the hallways, he even made a friend, another student called Lee Chaeryeong. She wasn't interested in money and power like the others, she was a bubbly girl who really got along with Jeongin.

Jeongin had become close with the other seven boys too, they did hang out at school since they were in different years but outside they could as much as they wanted.

Jeongin finished the first semester, easily taking the first spot stirring up many hateful comments.

A handful of student were jealous of him, one in particular called Kim Hyesung. 

Hyesung was a conglomerate's son so no one dared to mess up with him, he was smart and always snatched the top student spot until Jeongin came along.

So he had decided to make him his target.

The second started slowly Jeongin, he had spent a quiet day aside from the babbling from Chaeryeong.

"Jeongin, Mister Park wants to see you in his classroom."  One boy from his class had informed him, when he was at his locker after lunch.

Jeongin groaned, sent a text to Chaeryeong to say he would be late and made way in the opposite direction.

Mister Park wasn't there when Jeongin opened the classroom's door, it was Kim Hyesung along with his peers, one of them positioning himself to block the door behind him.

"Hi Foxie." He smirked, sitting on top of the teacher desk. "Fancy seeing you here."

Jeongin didn't like it already. "Hyesung what is going on ?"

"You are bothering me, foxie." He said with a high-pitched voice. "Really really bothering me."

"Why ?" Jeongin asked shaky, 

"You are a fucking piece of shit that's why." Hyesung explained. "You are a poor student with a shitty scholarship, you deserve to even breath the same air as us but you have the audacity to act like you belong here and even steal the first spot from me."

Jeongin couldn't stop the ugly sob from his throat. It was the first time someone had spoke to him that way. "So what ? You are gonna punch me or something."

"Of course not Yang," Hyesung brushed off, getting off the table and walking in front of Jeongin. He was bigger and taller so it was quite intimidating. "Your foster dad is a doctor, I'm not fucking dumb. You are going to become my little slave, my personal puppy."

"What-"

"As of now, you are my propriety, if I want you to do my homework you do them, if I want you to mess up a test you do it, if I want a coffee you buy it." Hyesung gave as an exemple, wiping the tears on his cheeks away with his thumb. 

Jeongin turned his head away, the touch feeling like poison on his skin. "No," He managed to choke out.

"No ?" Hyesung repeated, sliding his hand down on his throat and squeezing harshly making Jeong choke on his sobs. "If you even think about resisting or something, I swear I will hurt your little foster brother, Kim Seungmin or worst your girlie Lee Chaeryeong."

"I-i w-will do i-it." Jeongin cried out crumbling on the floor once Hyesung let go of his throat.

The other only laughed, patting his head almost gently. "Good puppy." He cooed and then left the room.

Jeongin just cried until he passed out.

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The next day, Jeongin tried to avoid Hyesung as much as possible but the other was quick to catch on. He was cornered before lunch time when Chaeryeong had gone to the bathroom. He got dragged into the boy’s bathroom by two of Hyesung’s friends.

Jeongin got beaten up on the cold bathroom floor, Hyesung kicked his stomach violently somewhere only him and Jeongin would know. 

“This is just the beginning Foxie.” He said with a sick smile, letting Jeongin whimpering on the floor.

He had not lied, Hyesung gave Jeongin all types of tasks, he made him do his homework, made sure he failed his tests, recorded him drinking beer and threatened him to post the video online and get him expelled for underage drinking.

Hyesung was touchy, he touched Jeongin under his white shirt, patted Jeongin’s butts and beat him up places Jeongin could hide when he resisted.

Jeongin hated himself, for being weak, for not standing up for himself. He got home with Seungmin, still ate with Chan, Jisung, Felix and the four others, smiled in front of Namjoon and Jin like he wasn’t bullied and sexually harassed.

Jeongin didn’t feel like speaking about it, he didn’t want to know what Hyesung would do to him if he opened his mouth.

Two months after his first encounter with Hyesung, Jeongin didn’t feel like himself. He was restless, he didn’t remember the last time he had a full night of sleep, always waking up to nightmares with faceless people laughing at him. 

He had lost some weight, his already slim body becoming even more skinny. His weight loss didn't go unnoticed by Seokjin, the older man was starting to watch over him more. Seungmin wasn’t dumb either, something was wrong, Jeongin was pale and his smile was gone.

Jeongin went to school with knocks in his stomach, dreading the moment he saw Hyesung.

He was too easy to target, Hyesung was aware of it and used it to fulfill his desires. He had become more persistent along the weeks, bolder with his touches and crushing Jeongin like a porcelain doll.

***

Today was no different, Jeongin got a text ordering him to come to the supply closet. He took a deep breath and made his way to the ground floor where the supply closet was. Hyesung was here, closing the door behind Jeongin and locking it.

Hyesung’s friends weren’t here, they were alone and Jeongin felt worse. 

“Get on your knees.” The taller man ordered, Jeongin breath caught in his throat. 

“Wha-at-”

“Get on your knees Foxie.” Hyesung ordered, Jeongin wasn’t stupid he know where this was going. 

“Please no-”

Hyesung groaned annoyed and forced Jeongin on his knees himself, unbuckling his pants. “I think it’s pretty clear Foxie, suck me off or I’m dragging Kim Seungmin here and force him to do it.”

“No,” Jeongin whimpered, “No no no, please Hyesung.”

“Get to work Jeongin.”

Jeongin's trembling hands slowly pushed down Hyesung’s boxers. He felt like throwing up, Hyesung was using him like he was some object. He wanted it to end quickly so took his cock in his mouth, ignoring his pleased groan and satisfied him the best he could so Hyesung would finish quickly.

He came down Jeongin’s mouth, the frail boy spat the bitter cum on the floor, throwing up on Hyesung’s hoes. He felt sick, so sick, he stood up hastily, unlocked the door and ran outside.

***

It happened again along the weeks, Jeongin was near passing out from his physical state but Hyesung still used him.

Jeongin holled himself up in the bathroom after dinner two weeks after, he brushed his teeth aggressively making his gums bleed, he was startled when the bathroom door was opened by Seungmin when he was rinsing out his mouth.

“I’m sorry didn’t know you-” His eyes widened when he saw the red drops in the washbasin. “Innie what-”

“It’s nothing, absolutely nothing.” Jeongin reassured, trying not to cry but failing miserably. The tears fell from his eyes, he was tired of covering up the bruises, of acting like everything was okay when it wasn’t.

“Hyung,” He cried out. “I’m sorry, i’m so sorry.”

Seungmin embraced him tightly, patting him on the back of his head trying to comfort him.

And for the first time in months, Jeogin didn’t feel alone.

▪︎▪︎▪︎

After the episode in the bathroom, Seungmin became protective of Jeongin. He didn’t let him alone at school anymore, always tagging along with Jisung or Felix, checking over him at random times of the day.

Something was definitely wrong, Seungmin had a plan to find out everything. Jeongin had informed him he was coming home later tonight since he had a study session but it was off. Seungmin had decided to follow him and he had decided to ask Changbin to help him.

The both of them made their way behind the school following Jeongin with some distance.

“Are you sure you wanna do that ?” Changbin asked one last time.

Seungmin nodded. “I need to know Hyung.”

“Isn’t that Kim Hyesung ?” Changbin frowned pointing at the boy resting against the wall.

“Seems like it.” Seungmin confirmed. “Why is Jeongin speaking to that piece shit.”

“I don’t know but-” Changbin cut himself off. “Did he just pull Jeongin’s hair ? Seungmin wait-”

The other male was long gone, he saw red. Hyesung was hurting Innie, he was the one behind the weird feeling Seungmin had in his chest. “Kim Hyesung !” He called out, gripping his collar with an iron grip slamming him on the wall.

“You fucking piece of shit, what to you even think you are doing !” He growled out.

“Hyung stop it,” Jeongin begged behind him, resting his hand on his shoulder. “Please.”

Hyesung scoffed, clutching his fist ready to swing it in Seungmin’s face. “Don’t even think about it.” Changbin called out, showing his phone. “or I’m calling my grandfather and getting your ass expelled from this school.”

“As if,” Hyesung scoffed. “Jeongin here was okay with it. Weren’t you darling ?” He smiled and Seungmin almost snapped.

“Y-yes.” Jeongin mumbled anxious, he was scared for Seungmin and Changbin.

Seungmin wanted to scream from rage. “What the fuck did you do to him ?”

Hyesung didn’t say anything so Seungmin turned around, cupping Jeongin’s face with his hands and asked again. “What did this manipulative jerk do Innie ?”

“H-hyung-”

“Innie please, tell me, stop suffering alone and me.” Seungmin begged, supporting the younger when he couldn’t stand, physically and mentally exhausted.

“Hyung.” He called out again before passing out against Seungmin’s chest.

Seungmin felt numb, he only registered Changbin calling an ambulance and Hyesung leaving like it wasn’t his fault.

▪︎▪︎▪︎

Jeongin spent three days in the hospital, needing a perfusion since he was underweight. Seokjin spent the three days in his hospital room crying his eyes out, Namjoon checked on him three times a day and Seungmin still had to go to school.

Jeongin was under the effect of a sedative to get back some sleep but he woke up on the second day.

Only Seokjin was in the room, reading in the armchair. “Jin ?” He called out. “Water please.”

“Oh baby,” Seokjin mumbled, pouring him a glass. “How do you feel ?”

“Disoriented and pretty hungry.” Jeongin said looking around the room.

“Joonie is bringing us lunch in thirty minutes.” Seokjin informed, showing his phone. “You slept one day and a half.”

“That much !” Jeongin squealed making Seokjin chuckle.

“Yes baby.” Seokjin nodded, “You were in a very bad state. Can you tell me what happened ?”

“No I-”

Seokjin cut off. “Innie baby please, Seungmin is angry and won’t talk to us until you do.”

Jeongin took a good look at his foster dad, he wasn’t as dressed up as usual, he was in a hoodie and jeans looking like he had waited for Jeongin to wake up, sitting in the armchair for hours. He could have lied again, hid everything Hyesung had done once again but he was tired.

“Kim Hyesung, he did horrible things to me Jin, he bullied me, made me mess up my exams, he sexual harrased me, he-”

“Take a deep breath Innie.”

“He raped me, he forced himself on me, my skin tore, I bleeded.” Jeongin cried remembering all the things he had done.

Seokjin cried quietly with him, not believing his ears, his poor baby.

“I want to do a rape kit, I want him gone please.” Jeongin begged, crying in Seokjin’s arms.

“It’s gonna be okay baby, I promise.”

Seokjin explained everything to his husband with a heavy heart, Namjoon was as angry as him immediately calling the school for a meeting with the school principal and Kim Hyesung’s parents.

They were going to war.

▪︎▪︎▪︎

Kim Hyesung was expelled, his parents were deeply ashamed of his behaviour but not enough to send him to prison so they paid a fine and forced him to go abroad.

Jeongin didn’t have to suffer anymore, he was given the chance to repass his exams and could finally breathe.

His friends were all behind, cheering him on, helping him  catch up everything he had missed. Jeongin wasn’t afraid to hang out with them anymore, their were his friends as much as they were Seungmin’s friends.

He went to the library with Hyunjin and Felix, had fun binge watching Netflix with Jisung and Seungmin, walked around Seoul with Bang Chan, played Just Dance with Minho, ate dessert with Changbin.

They all played a part in his recovery.

The day of his birthday, Seokjin and Namjoon had teamed up with his friends to prepare a party. Seokjin had spent the entire morning  in the kitchen preparing snacks and the biggest  red velvet cake possible. 

He had gotten many presents each of them having a sentimental value, Jeongin had so much fun playing UNO with all of them, throwing as many draw-4 as possible to win. The day finished with him blowing his candles and being dragged in a cuddle pile.

That night when Jeongin blew on his candles, he wished to never lose any of them.

Chapter Text

Luck was an unknown concept for Hyunjin, his twenty years living down on earth had been miserable. 

He was born in a poor traditional family, farm owners in a far away rural place. His dad was strong, caring his whole family on his back, his wife, his daughter and his son, Hyunjin. Hyunjin life was dull from the start, learning at school was torture going back at home to help in the fields didn’t make him either.

He was trapped against his will in that circle, going back and forth between the school and the farm. 

So at twenty he had decided to flee, run away from his miserable life at the farm and go to Seoul. 

Beautiful, enormous Seoul, where he could live how he wanted, be who he wanted.

Hyunjin didn’t have any money, only one thousand dollars in a backpack, a cracked phone too old for someone his age and as much clothes as possible.

Seoul was his dream to start something new, to be someone new and finally do what he wanted.

But in reality, Hyunjin wasn’t lucky. Seoul was worse than home, he didn’t have a roof on his head, he lived in the streets, used his money to buy clothes to get in nightclubs with his pretty face and get free drinks from very interested men.

Hyunjin made them believe he was interested too, danced with them then stole the cash in their wallets and disappeared. He never spent too much time where it wasn’t necessary, didn’t let them touch him, got his priorities straight.

One night in a new nightclub a pretty boy dressed in Gucci attire with each piece costing more than one thousand bucks each. Hyunjin had throught he had won the lottery, this boy was probably rich, some sobby heir or something.

“Hi handsome.” He greeted, sliding his body close to him. The other just smiled, brough Hyunjin closer to him. It only made Hyunjin giddy inside, it was easy, this boy was totally easy.

Hyunjin was taller than him, but it didn’t bother the boy. He gripped the back of Hyunjin’s neck and whispered in his ear, “Aren’t you a shameless one, stealing away from powerful men in every club you walk in.”

Hyunjin froze, trying to detach himself in vain, the other was stronger than him, overpowering him even if he was shorter. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” He tried but boy, wrong answer.

“Don’t play dumb with me, Hwang Hyunjin.” The boy frowned, his grip even tighter. “One week ago, my boss saw you and your little game. He quietly observed you and told me to scoot you.” He explained.

“Scoot me ?” Hyunjin didn’t understand.

“Come with me and I will tell you everything.” He let go of his neck, and walked out to the door, a very curious Hyunjin following behind.

🔷🔷🔷

“I’m Seo Changbin,” Gucci boy introduced himself unlocking an expensive Italian convertible. “Get in.” He instructed.

Hyunjin considered his choices, he could run away right now, flee another time but after what would happen to him ? He would still be homeless and unhappy. Something thrilling was finally happening to him, he was just going to try it out.

He opened the car’s door and slided in the passenger’s seat, Changbin took the seat next to him.

They drove quietly, Changbin not saying anything to him. They drove to a house far from the city, Changbin stopped in front of the gates, pressing on a small gray switch and opening it. 

He parked the car in front of the house, “Let’s go Minho hyung is waiting for you.” Changbin unlocked the front door.

Hyunjin was amazed at the outside but the inside was even more beautiful, a really modern interior with soft colours and expensive paintings hanging on the wall.

They made their way down a corridor, Changbin at the front and arrived in a spacious living room. Two people were sitting on the couch, a men dressed in a white shirt and black slacks and a boy with blue hair dressed in a colourful sweater and skinny jeans.

They were both polar opposite, making Hyunjin wonder how they even got here.

"Hyung, we are here." Changbin greeted taking a seat on the couch in front of them.

Hyunjin followed quite awkwardly, not really knowing what to do.

"Hi Binnie hyung !" The colourful boy greeted back energetically.

So the other was Lee Minho if Hyunjin followed correctly. "Why am I here ?" He asked about getting directly to business.

“Hwang Hyunjin, almost twenty-one, both parents working as farmers, a younger sister, major from a public high school-”

“Wait,” Hyunjin cut Minho off, “How do you even know that ?”

“A little money can get you everything.” Minho stated, looking quite intimidating. “I don’t scoot anybody.”

“Scooting for what exactly ?” 

“Have you ever heard the term Sugar Daddy ?” Minho asked him.

Of course Hyunjin had, he didn’t live under a rock but why ? “I have, dating or having sex for money.”

“Roughly yes.” The black haired man agreed. “But here it’s a little bit more complexe.”

“Here ?” Hyunjin repeated, trying to understand.

“What do you think we are Hyunjin ?” 

“A gang ?” He said not really sure, Changbin was scary and Minho seemed worse.

That made the colorful boy giggle. “Enough Jisung.” Minho scolded firmly.

“I run an agency,  Hyunjin, a really well established one where rich men, bored of their money, spend it on one of my boys.” Minho explained, relaxing on the back of the couch. “Jisung here is one of them, I’m the head and Changbin is my right hand.”

“So you want me to be a sugar baby ?” Hyunjin concluded.

“Yes I want you to join us.” Minho confirmed. “I saw how you acted in this club, how you moved, it was quite interesting, your face is just a pretty useful bonus.”

“I’m not gonna be a prostitute.” Hyunjin warned, if he had wanted to he would be homeless right now.

“I’m not a prostitute honey.” Jisung smiled calmly even though Hyunjin just insulted him. “I have been going around with the same sugar daddy for more than eight months.” 

“A sugar dating relationship is for a long period of time.” Changbin explained, talking for the first time. “We don’t sell you out, we make sure you are safe and in good hands.”

“Think about it Hyunjinnie, great compagnie, good money and good sex.” Jisung said to him.

“I will think about it.”

🔷🔷🔷

Hyunjin had slept over at Minho’s mansion that night, Jisung had shown him one of the bedrooms upstairs and explained that two other boys were sleeping there, each in their bedroom at the end of the corridor.

When Hyunjin had asked where Jisung slept, he simply said with Binnie. Hyunjin wasn’t dumb so he did ask anything more and went to sleep in the fresly made bed for the first time in weeks.

Maybe this time luck was really on Hyunjin’s side, the next morning he woke up and went downstairs. The table was full for breakfast, from bacon to croissants to eggs and fresh cut fruits. 

It made him hungry, he didn’t remember the last time he had real food at a table.

Jisung and Changbin were already along with the two unknown boys who were sleeping last night, one of them introduced himself as Yang Jeongin and the other as Kim Seungmin.

Kim Seungmin had light brown hair and looked quite clever with his round glasses while Jeongin was taller, had white dyed hair and fox-like features. They totally corresponded to the idea of sugar baby but not as much as Jisung.

The blue haired boy sitting next to Changbin in the fluffiest sweater looking half his size.

Minho was nowhere to be seen so Hyunjin just took a seat next to Jisung. “Where is Minho ?”  He still asked.

“He went to work early.” Jisung explained, munching on his toast. “Quite boring right ?”

“He actually works ?” Hyunjin asked, surprised.

“He is a businessman so of course he works, the money he makes thanks to us is pocket money for him.” Jisung explained like it was the usual, it surely was.

“How much are we speaking about exactly ?” Hyunjin had not asked this last night.

“Depends.” Seungmin answered him. “The three of us don't make the same amount of money. If you go on one date you make three thousand bucks, one thousand go to Minho. If you have any kind of sexual activity it’s five thousand, two for Minho.”

“That’s really expensive.” Hyunjin took note. “Where do you find guys who even pay that ?”

“Minho has friends, really good friends with lots of money, heirs with old money searching for fun, congressmen stressed out from their duties, there are many opportunities.” Jisung explained. “We are top quality sugar babies so don’t doubt it, you are worth the price.”

“Who are your sugar daddies then ?”

“Mine is Eun Kang Dae,” Seungmin answered first, “The CEO of Eun Electronics, a total sweetheart. He is only thirty-four and treats me really well. We have been dating for three months.”

Then it was Jeongin’s turn. “Mine is Bang Felix, he is only one year older than me, I really like him, always tell me I’m his angel. He is the youngest of the Bang family, I’m sure you know who they are.”

Hyunjin did know, they owned a medical center, several hotels around the world and did various business.  Bang Felix was the youngest while Bang Chan was the oldest, the heir of the family, the next in line.

“Mine is the mayor !” Jisung exclaimed happily making  Hyunjin choke on his orange juice, “He is forty one and he is the best daddy, giving me anything I want and treating me like a princess.” Jisung seemed quite happy making Hyunjin wonder if he had been wrong, wasn’t he dating Changbin ?

“But aren’t you with Changbin ?”

Jisung blushed a little. “We are together, my heart is here with him and he knows it, my sugar baby occupation is just a job.” Jisung said, pecking his boyfriend.

This was an interesting thing, Hyunjin noted, filling his belly some more with pancakes. “Who is gonna be mine ?”

“My daddy’s older brother, Bang Chan.” Jeongin answered, making Hyunjin choke for the second time.

🔷🔷🔷

Hyunjin the next week was totally different from the one he was one week prior.

He had spent so much time with Jisung, Jeongin and Seungmin getting the basics of sugar dating. Jisung had called it sugar training, Hyunjin had actually laughed at that.

First, they went to the shopping mall. Hyunjin lack of clothes had made the three of them frown. Hyunjin had taken a look at Jeongin’s closet before going to borrow some clothes and damn, the walk-in closet was full of so many different clothing and accessories all of it costing more than Hyunjin’s farm back home.

“Lesson one, the way we dress is one of our weapons, don’t even think of meeting your daddy in casual clothes.” Jisung had explained. “If an office worker goes to work with a suit, we go to work in our prettiest clothes.”

Hyunjin didn’t take much time to understand, someone was paying to spend time with him and he needed to make sure he didn’t disappoint them.

He went through a major relooking,  also dying his black long hair blonde making l him ook even hotter.

They even went to a furniture store to buy things for Hyunjin’s things for his room.

Hyunjin went back home that day with too many bags but in a really good mood, he had never owned so much in his life.

Second was dating, Hyunjin had never dated anyone in his life so he had no idea how it went down. Jisung was happy to help him with this one, so he brought Hyunjin to a coffee shop downtown. 

They took a seat at a table, Jisung ordered them iced americanos and cheesecake. “Imagine we are on a date, imagine you have your sugar daddy in front of you.” Jisung said to him sipping on his drinking. “What would you do ?”

“Talk maybe ? Small talk ?” 

“That’s a great start. Your sugar daddy is probably feeling lonely and stressed so you have to ask questions to make them feel like they can confess anything to you, to be some lind of moral support.”

“So I’m a therapist ?” Hyunjin took note, sarcastically.

Jisung scoffed. “You don’t fuck with your therapist.”

“So you fuck with the mayor ?” Hyunjin sassed back.

“Of course I do, he is my sugar daddy, a good one who respects me and my boundaries.” Jisung said with a smile. “Plus he is hella hot.”

“What boundaries ?” Hyunjin asked, curious. “What are the limits ?”

.”Sugar dating needs to stay professional, don’t mix up your personal feelings and your job.”

“So I can’t fall in love right ?” 

“You can’t Hyunjinnie or it’s gonna hurt.”

They go back home after a one hour long date where Jisung gave away as many tips as possible to the newbie.

That night Jeongin is the only one missing at the dinner table, having an appointment with Bang Felix. It only made Hyunjin wonder when he was going to finally meet Bang Chan.

The last lesson was sex ed ans Hyunjin already hated it, Jeongin, Seungmin, Jisung and himself were sitting on couches in living room with a big black boxe on the coffee table in front of them.

“So after fashion and dating, today the three of us will introuduce you to sex.” Jisung gave as an introduction, opening the box and putting the lid aside.

Hyunjin took a look inside, gasping shocked. “Jisung what-”

“Let’s start from the begin, Hyunjin, did you already have sex or are a virgin, I swear everything we say in this room stay in this room.” Jisung cut him off, reassuring him the best he could.

“I’m a virgin, I don’t even know a quarter of this box.” Hyunjin grumbled.

Jisung nodded and Jeongin took the led. “Let’s start slow, even if you are paid for sex it doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it.”

“What do you mean ?” 

“Pleasure go both way, you are not in any kind of way a sex doll or some shit like that.” Seungmin explained to him.

“Sugar dating can be fun, only if you are 100% sure of what you are doing. Don’t believe in any way that you are forced to have sex with them because they paid.” Jeongin said frowning, “If something like that happen you need to tell us immediately, Minho or Changbin can take care of it.”

“I understand,” Hyunjin nodded. “But Bang Chan isn’t like that right ? Did you meet him ?”

“I did many times actually,” Jeongin told him. “Channie hyung is really great, he is a workaholic kind of guy as the heir of the family empire but he is a good older brother to Felix and doesn’t treat me differently because I’m paid to be with him.”

“I’m scared.” Hyunjin confessed, “He is much more than me, I’m a farm boy who ran away from his family and he is untouchable in glass building managing a fucking empire.” 

“It’s gonna be okay Hyunjin, we are all here for you.” Jeongin smiled.

“Now let’s talk about the different types of lube.” Jisung clapped eagerly, cutting short  their moment, making Hyunjin laugh and Jeongin curse him.

One hour later he was a different man, his innocence vanishing away from the sex ed lesson.

🔷🔷🔷

Hyunjin meeting Bang Chan was a challenge itself, Minho had informed him that Chan had paid for a date and would send a car to fetch him Monday at four pm. 

Hyunjin dressed the best he could with Seungmin’s help, Jisung was busy with his own sugar daddy and Jeongin was still out so they both made it work. He wore a soft cotton white soton shirt, cream dress pants and a black leather jacket, some rings and a belt added to his outfit and he was ready to go.

The black car waiting for him in front of the gates made his mouth go dry, this wasn’t a dream, he was really going to meet Bang Chan, to finally know what being a Sugar Baby meant.

They stopped on front of a baking shop in the rich part of Seoul where a baguette would cost an entire arm. It was a good place for a first meeting, Hyunjin made his way inside following the driver, guiding him to a wooden table far from the front door of the shop.

Bang Chan was already here, he looked even better than every picture Hyunjin had saw online. He was still dressed in his work clothes so he looked kind of intimidating. 

“Hi.” Hyunjin greeted faintly, doubting Chan could even hear it. “I”m Hwang Hyunjin.” He sat down awkwardly.

"Hi Hyunjin, I'm Bang Chan." The other responded with the kindest smile, dimples full on display.

Bang Chan informed him he has already ordered for them. "Great," answered Hyunjin "I'm kind of hungry."

"What about lunch ?" 

"Couldn't eat, I was anxious." Hyunjin said truthfully, happy to see the waitress with all kind of patisseries making her way to them.

Bang Chan had ordered a lot, it seemed like he was as anxious as Hyunjin.

"Why were you anxious ?" 

"It's my first time doing this." He answered, "I have never been on a date."

Hyunjin could read the surprise on Chan's face for a second. "Really ?" He said. "But you are the prettiest boy I have ever seen."

Hyunjin blushed. "How did you even find me ?"

"I'm a really lonely man with a severe addiction to work. Felix, my brother, said he was sick of it and asked Lee Minho to find me a sugar baby." Bang Chan explained taking a small sip of his coffee. 

"That's interesting." Hyunjin commented, Bang Chan was new to Sugar Dating too.

The black haired man smiled. "My only knowledge on sugar dating is watching Felix and Jeongin interact together." 

"So ? What do you think about it ?" 

"It seems great what they have together, Felix is happy and Jeongin is a sweetheart." Chan said, looking directly in Hyunjin’s eyes. "I hope I can have something like this too."

"I hope I can satisfy you then." 

"I think you are gonna be great." Chan teased, making Hyunjin smile.

They could make it work together.

 🔷🔷🔷

Hyunjin and Chan discussed rules the next time they met, about what they want and their limits. 

The first time they have sex, Chan is so good he made Hyunjin loose his mind, never he had through loosing his virginity could feel this good.

Bang Chan was very kind, Hyunjin got to know along the weeks, he took Hyunjin on multiple dates when he needed a break from work, sex was another spontaneous thing. One entire month had gone by, they started to have habits.

They would text everytime Chan had free time, Hyunjin’s only occupation was being a sugar baby so he was free at any time of the day, waiting for a text from Chan. He literally always had his phone on him waiting for the older man.

Jisung called him hopeless, he called himself bored. His only cure to boredom was Bang Chan.

They got along great, Hyunjin was the easy going one pushing Chan to appreciate life outside his office. The businessman paid everything without questioning it, he paid Minho in advance too, sometimes making Hyunjin’s bank account happy.

He wasn’t afraid to be himself with Chan anymore, knowing his true personality;

He got a text from the said man in the evening before dinner, 

Chan

I have a charity event on saturday, want to come ?

Hyunjinnie 

Are you sure ?

People are gonna talk

Chan

If they are its only to said how pretty you are

Hyunjinnie 

So I’m just being used as eyes candy now ? 

Nice

Chan

No Hyunjin

I’m sorry

Hyunjinnie

Don’t worry I’m kidding

Of course I’m coming

Chan

Great 

I will send money for the suit

Hyunjin couldn't describe how he felt seeing 5 000 dollars added to his bank account, he smiled to himself sliding his phone in his back pocket. He needed to go shopping.

At dinner, he learnt that Jeongin, Jisung and Seungmin were also invited to the charity thing, even Minho was. 

So the next day they all go shopping together, Hyunjin got a velvel dark green suit along with a sheer white shirt on Jisung’s recommendations, new leather shoes and a black Gucci belt. 

He really wanted to see Chan’s reaction.

When they got back after eating out at BBQ restaurant downtown Hyunjin got a call from his old mobile phone, he still kept  in his bedside table with enough battery to work.

“Hello ?” Hyunjin answered anxious, the small device feeling foreign in his hand.

“Hyunjin-ah,” His mom cried out in the phone’s speaker. “Your dad-” She sobbed.

“Mom what is going on ? Calm down please.” Hyunjin begged, totally useless.

His mom took a deep breath. “Your dad had a car accident, Hyunjin.”

“What ?” Hyunjin whispered, tears falling on his cheeks. “Is he going to be okay ?”

“He needs surgery as fast as possible but we can’t afford it.” His mom sobbed. “What are we gonna do ? We need him Hyunjin.”

Hyunjin crumbled on the floor, his family was hurting, his dad was in a hospital bed and he couldn’t do anything. “How much ?” He took a deep breath trying to calm himself. “How much do you need ?”

“30 000 dollars.”

“I will transfer it to you as soon as possible.” Hyunjin promised wearkly, he hang up the phone quickly.

He needed to find the money as fast as possible, Hyunjin needed to get a grip, he made his way down the stairs to the dinner table after making sure he was somewhat presentable. He needed ten thousand more, he could ask Jisung to help him even Minho but he couldn’t, he didn’t want to bother them more than he already had.

He transferred his savings to his mother’s bank account, almost twenty thousand dollars.

The only way was Chan, his only hope.

Hyunjinnie

Can you pay me 10 000 in advance without telling Minho ?

Chan

I can 

But what is going on ?

Hyunjinnie

My dad need surgery 

We can’t afford it 

Chan 

Of course I’m gonna help you baby

Done

Did you get it ?

Hyunjinnie

I said 10 not 20

Bang Chan

Chan

But baby

I’m worried about you

Hyunjinnie

How can I even pay you back

Chan 

Don’t worry your pretty head about it

I will see you Friday

Hyunjin just smiled at his phone, Chan was so good to him.

🔷🔷🔷

Friday was kind of date night for Hyunjin and Chan, it’s the only night Chan didn’t have to work some more at home. 

So tonight is no different, Changbin dropped Hyunjin at Chan’s doing his job as Minho’s right hand. Hyunjin made his way inside easily, showing his ID to the security. Chan was a CEO so he had his own place even if he still lived at his family mansion. It was easier to see Hyunjin this way.

Bang Chan had already ordered take out when Hyunjin got in, the older looked comfy with his big black sweater and pants.

Hyunjin was sure he was the only one witnessing the heir of the Bang family being cute while eating fried chicken and drinking beer.

After eating they decide to lay down in Chan’s bed to watch a drama on the flat screen there.

Half way through the second episode Hyunjin started to kiss Chan’s neck giving a hint about his intentions to the other. 

“Hyunjin,” Chan groaned, the taller one moved on top of him sliding his hands under the sweater to touch Chan’s abs and pinch his nipples.

He went down even further, sliding Chan’s pants off, Hyunjin’s finger traced the outline of his cock in his boxer watching it harden under his touch.

Chan sat up against the headboard, helping Hyunjin to have easier access to his cock.  Hyunjin freed his erection from his boxer. It was already so hard it made Hyunjin blush, glad of the effect he had on the older.

He took Chan’s dick in his mouth and licked the tip, the older was big so Hyunjin couldn’t take all of it in his mouth.

“Fuck baby.” Chan moaned again, gripping his long locks of blonde hair between his fingers. “You are so good at this.” He praised.

Chan came down his throat, dragging Hyunjin up to him to make out with him, tasting his cum in the younger’s mouth but paying no mind to it.  He kissed Hyunjin breathlessly, helping him undress the both of them.

When they were both naked, the drama long forgotten in the background, Hyunjin laid down on his back while Chan took care of him, grabbing the lube on the bedside table and coating his fingers with the peach flavored liquid.

He fingered Hyunjin softly making the younger moan from pleasure, he had lost it when Chan had slid his tongue along his fingers. “Are you ready baby ?”

“Fuck daddy yes.” Hyunjin totally out of it groaned he couldn’t wait anymore. Chan went in easily waiting for Hyunjin to be sure.  “Please.” He begged.

Chan fucked him good, hitting his prostate dead on. Hyunjin’s legs curled around Chan’s waist when he felt the older one come one more time, Hyunjin didn’t need to come too untouched.

Chan slid out of him, his cum soiling his gray cotton sheets. “You did amazing baby.” He smiled leaving the bed for his bathroom to fetch a wet towel to clean Hyunjin up.

He got back in bed and cuddled Hyunjin closer to his chest, kissing his forehead softly. “I liked it.” He mumbled in the silent bedroom.

“What ?”

“When you called me daddy.”

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The charity event was in a prestigious hotel, making Hyunjin’s anxiousness double, going as Chan’s plus one was already stressing him out enough.

Hyunjin got dressed in his outfit before making his way downstairs, Jisung was dressed in a red suit with a white vest and nothing underneath, Jeongin was wearing a trench coat, white shirt and suit pants and finally Seungmin was in a cream suit, white shirt and dark blue bow tie.

Hyunjin was riding with Jeongin, Felix and Chan in a limousine only used for events like this.

Chan was dressed up too, balck suit and hair pushed back to reveal his forehead. Felix and Jeongin greeted each other with a long kiss making Hyunjin gag, they were disgustingly cute. Hyunjin greeted Chan with a small kiss on his cheek and they made their way to the party.

The place was crowded, rich men talking to even richer men, making Hyunjin wonder what he was even doing here.

He was walking along with Chan, their arms locked together. People were talking around them, it was the first time Bang Chan was bringing a plus one, on top on that he looked like a model.

“Don’t listen to them.” Chan whispered in his ear, “Just think about us.”

Us.

Hyunjin’s heart did something in his chest, he took a deep breath, he couldn’t fall in love with Chan.

The event lasted until late in the night,, Hyunjin was tired from dancing and following Chan around like a lost puppy but couldn’t help but be happy.  His heart was filled with warmth, Bang Chan filled with happiness.

“Want to go back to mine ?” Chan asked resting against the car door, Hyunjin only nodded already knowing where it was going.

In the early morning, Hyunjin was wide awake, his bare body under Chan’s blankets watching the older boy sleeping next to him p and he really knew he was falling.

Hyunjin come back home early at ten passing out on Jisung’s lap, the younger was sitting on the couch looking at something on his phone. “Hi hyunnie,” He greeted, “did you sleep well ?”

“Yes.” Hyunjin nodded still feeling Chan’s touch on his skin.

“Daddy Chan is that good ?” He teased, massaging Hyunjin’s scalp.

Hyunjin giggled not even trying to deny it. “How did you know ?3

“You are glowing bub.” Jisung gave as an explanation. “Ever heard about sex glow ?”

“Yah Jisung !” Hyunjin complained, slapping his knee. “Where are Innie and Seung ?”

“Still busy with their own daddies.”

Hyunjin sighed, closing his eyes. “I think I love him.”

“What ?”

“I think I love Bang Chan.” He confessed.

“Oh bub,” Jisung cooed, Hyunjin sat up on the couch looking at him. “What are you gonna do now ?”

“I don’t know, I’m scared.” Hyunjin mumbled. “He is so kind and it’s gonna be so difficult to avoid my feelings.”

“Do you remember the second lesson ?” Jisung asked with a sad smile.

“Do not fall in love with your sugar daddy.” He remembered choking on a sob. “I messed up.”

“No bub,” Jisung patted his back softly. “You are only human.”

Hyunjin just laugh, his life is a fucking mess. 

Hyunjin went back to his room after eating too much pizza with Jisung, he was really  tired so he passed out on his bed into a deep slumber almost immediately. He woke to someone pounding on his door.

He unlocked it to find Jisung breathless. “Why are you looking like-”

“Hyunjin just shut up and just look,” The younger one shoved his phone into his face, Hyunjin 's sleepy eyes hurt from the brightness of the screen.

BREAKING NEWS : Business man Bang Chan’s engagement with Park Jaehwa break off after the man is spotted with another man at the 13th Seoul Charity event.

“What ?”

Hyunjin froze, Chan had lied to him ? He was engaged, he was seeing someone else. He had used him. Hyunjin crumbled in Jisung’s arms, his heart screaming for Chan.

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“How is he ?” Changbin asked his boyfriend when he came back from work late in the evening.

Jisung pecked his lips lightly going back to typing on his laptop. “Pretty bad, he passed out crying earlier.” He sighed, closing his laptop and joining Changbin on the couch. “He loves him Binnie.”

“This is bad.” The older man took note, cuddling his boyfriend. “Minho is gonna be pissed.”

“He hates it when someone messes up with his boys.” Jisung said, enjoying being in his boyfriend’s arms.

Changbin groaned. “Bang Chan can be as powerful as he want, Minho hyung is going to destroy him.”

“Do you think he is also going to forbid Innie from seeing Felix ?” Jisung asked.

“I hope the fuck not, Innie is gonna be so sad.” Changbin mumbled. 

“All of this is fucked up.” Jisung complained, burying his face in Changbin’s neck.

Minho was indeed pissed when he came back home, immediately calling Bang Chan to ask him an explanation, the older just admitted he had used Hyunjin to get the engagement off his back.  

“You should have told him Chris, he passed out from crying.” Minho scolded the older clearly mad.

“Let me talk to him please,” Chan begged, “I will make everything right please.”

“Fine but if he ask me to throw you out, I fucking will.”

Chan arrived at the mansion twenty minutes later, Jisung and Changbin were still on the couch not really knowing what to do. “His room is upstairs, last door on the right.” Minho said coldly.

The business man made his way upstairs, stopping in front of the right door before knocking and letting himself inside. “Jisung do you-”

“I’m not Jisung.” Chan informed, closing the door, he sat down at the end of the bed. Hyunjin looked bad, his eyes were red and his pretty blonde hair so messy. “What happened to you baby ?”

“Are you kidding me right now ?” Hyunjin sat up, angry. “It’s your fault, you played me Bang Chan.”

“I didn’t-”

“You did,” Hyunjin cut off, “I gave you everything I add to offer, my trust, my time and my fucking virtinity to you so you could broke off your engagement.”

“Hyunjin please, listen to me.” Chan begged. “I was engaged to her for my family’s sake, it was a scheme to merge our family. I was so lonely before you came, you were the first to really care about me, Felix cares about me too but not like this.”

“Felix isn’t in love with you.” Hyunjin said without thinking.

“What-”

“I love you Bang Chan, that’s why it fucking hurt so much.” Hyunjin sobbed.”Cliché right ? I fucking fell for my sugar daddy.”

“I love you too.” Chan said back. “I didn’t just use you for my sake Hyunjin but for us so we could be together.”

“You are so dumb.” 

“You are right.” Chan smiled. “That’s just me going dumb for you.”

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The next day Hyunjin accept to go out with Chan on a real date, proving that the older could be his daddy and the best boyfriend in the world.

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Han Jisung didn't like to remember how he had met Hwang Hyunjin. 

They only had one common friend, a freckled boy named Lee Felix, bright orange and warm smile. Felix was Jisung's soulmate, his rock so when Hwang Hyunjin, perfect boy with a great body, face blessed by God and shiny black hair tied in a ponytail he wasn't happy.

Far from it, Jisung was mad. Hyunjin had built up some kind of rage in his heart. Felix was his friend first, so how could he act like this ? Stealing away his soulmate.

You see Jisung was shy, a little bit too shy. He had taken two months to talk to Felix in primary school and could take even longer to warm up to someone. So he was lost, trapped in a lonely state he didn't want, Hyunjin keeping Felix away from him worsening it.

It's like that everything started, fourteen years old Jisung hating on Hwang Hyunjin for just existing.

Their high school year was the start of something new, Jisung had made a new friend named Seo Changbin, Hyunjin didn’t like him much and Felix could only be polite. 

Seo Changbin was the typical bad boy, leather jacket over his uniform, breaking all the rules of their high school dress code, gray dyed hair and a snake tattooed in the back of his neck going down his back.

He was a year older than Jisung and had somehow made some room in his heart, Changbin was a kind of shield against Hyunjin. The tall man didn’t like him and it made Jisung happy. He could get back at Hyunjin this way, for stealing Felix away from him.

In their senior year Jisung couldn’t tell if he really hated Hyunjin anymore. A little event had helped this realisation. 

It was during a sleepover at Felix’s house, the three of them were in the living room, an air mattress in front on the couch, their host fast asleep on it. Hyunjin and Jisung were side by side on the couch, an episode of Hunter X Hunter playing in the background. 

Hyunjin and Jisung had never been alone before like this, Felix and Changbin always being a constant.

Hyunjin had tried to start a conversation about Gon and Jisung was glad for it, not liking the uncomfortable silence very much. It went from Gon to anime in general then to movies. Jisung could help but stare at how Hyunjin sparkled talking about Howl's Moving Castle not knowing it was Jisung's favourite Ghibli movie.

Hyunjin wasn’t so bad after all.

University was around the corner when Jisung couldn’t take it anymore, Hwang Hyunjin was everywhere, Jisung couldn’t help but be hyper aware of him. The taller was where he looked, in the hallways, in the cafeteria. He always sat down next to Jisung when they hung out all together. 

On graduation day, there was a party as usual for the newly graduated, Jisung, Hyunjin and Felix couldn’t escape it. 

The night had gone well, Jisung was feeling the joyful buzz of alcohol under his skin. He had joined a last minute true or dare game. He was sitting next to Felix, Hyunjin in the circle too.

“Hyunjin true or dare ?” Some girl had asked at some point.

“Dare.” Hyunjin had said as confident as ever.

“Kiss the sexiest person in this room.”

Jisung’s heart had skipped a beat, cursing himself for even thinking about it. Hyunjin wasn’t going to kiss him, there was no way, he was just being silly. Hyunjin stood up easily and passed Jisung, kissing another boy just in front of him. He felt the tears in his eyes, the small hope he had fading away.

He felt so stupid at three in the morning, crying his eyes out on Changbin’s couch, he was in love with Hyunjin and just felt so weak.

-

College came as a new realisation for Jisung, he liked Hwang Hyunjin for sure, and his love was a one-sided one but well he wasn’t going to let it bring him down.

He wasn’t a lost cause, if Hyunjin could see his potential as a future boyfriend then maybe something could happen. Jisung could finally get the man of his dream. He was going to woo Hwang Hyunjin.

The problem was he didn’t know how, he had only shared his secret with Changbin. Jisung wanted to spare his soulmate from his pinning so annoying his only hyung about it was enough for you.

“Be here for him, give him attention.” Changbin advised him like the good hyung he was so Jisung just did that.

Jisung was a producing major and Hyunjin a dance performance one so their schedules were different, Felix was in the same major as Hyunjin so he saw him more than Jisung but he could still make it work.

The four of them ate together as much as possible along with the new friends they had made on their own, a cutie pie named Yang Jeongin, Hyunjin’s room mate and truly the cutest human Jisung had ever seen after Felix and Kim Seungmin, a vocal major and Felix’s roommate.

He tried to be subtle at first, sneaking food in Hyunjin’s plate, laughing a little too loud when the older told a joke, being as playful as he could. 

Today was no different, the six of them were eating together as usual. Jisung was sitting next to Felix, slurping on his noodles in a noisy way under Seungmin disapproving glare but he couldn’t care less. Hyunjin was speaking about his morning, his eyes forming the small crescents he liked so much.

“I saw how you looked at Minho hyung this morning.” Felix teased the overjoyed dancer making Jisung choke on his noodles.

“Minho hyung ?” Jeongin asked curious and Jisung blessed the angel. 

Hyunjin blushed, he fucking blushed making Jisung’s blood turn cold. “Lee Minho, the dance class assistant, third year.” Felix explained. “Hyunjin has the hots for him.”

“I don’t-”

“Oh I know him,” Changbin cut him off, “His room mate is a producing major too.”

“I don’t like him.” Hyunjin tried to lie but Jisung could read through him, he was blushing and Jisung had never seen him this way.

His mood fell instantly, his noodle didn’t taste that great anymore. He had given everything those past months to show Hyunjin how much he liked him, dropped so many hints, all of it for him to fall for someone else.

He couldn’t be here anymore, seeing Hyunjin talking about his crush made him feel sick. He smacked his chopsticks loudly on the table cutting short the general laugher. “I need to go, I rented the studio.” He excused himself.

The others didn’t add anything, used to Jisung’s creative moods but Changbin knowing the truth followed him. 

“He likes someone else.” Jisung whispered entering the bathroom, clutching the sink, tears pooling in his eyes.

“I’m sorry Ji.” Changbin said resting on the wall next to him, Jisung could only bite down on lip. 

“It hurts hyung.” He cried, “I hate it so bad.”

-

It shouldn’t surprise Jisung when one week later Lee Minho joined them for lunch. He was so good looking like he just came out of a painting. He was sitting next to Hyunjin and Jisung couldn’t help but be jealous.

Hyunjin seemed so relaxed with him, hella touchy too. It made Jisung uncomfortable to see such a display, the guy he liked was flirting with some kind of Adonis.

“Jisung are you alright ?” Changbin whispered in his ear. He only nodded, fixing his gaze on his rice.

He really thought he had read everything right, the connection between them, the way Hyunjin was always so hyper around him, so cuddly but he was wrong. Hyunjin only saw him as a friend and nothing more.

He had caught feelings alone so it wasn’t even Hyunjin’s fault.

“You want to come, Jisung ?” Felix’s voice drew him out of his thoughts. Shit, he didn’t know what his best friend was talking about.

“Where ?” He asked, making the orange haired boy groan.

Jisung took a small piece of meat, shrugging off Felix’s disappointment. “To the club this weekend.” He repeated for him.

“No, not really.” Jisung said, watching Minho and Hyunjin at the same table was already something hard to watch so seeing them dance together or drink together at the club could be much more painful. “Changbin hyung and I have something to do.”

“Producing major things.” Changbin helped him.

“You both work too hard.” Felix complained, dropping his head on Jisung’s shoulder dramatically.

Jisung laughed it off. “I’m sorry Lixie.”

“I’m gonna miss you Sungie,” Hyunjin pouted, making the man’s heart jump in his chest. “My drinking buddy.”

The happy feeling switched to a painful one, his drinking buddy nothing else. “I’m sure you can find someone else Hyunjin.” It must have come out too cold because Hyunjin’s face fell immediately, fuck.

“I’m sorry.” Jisung stood up urgently. “I’m just gonna go.” He mumbled, taking his backpack on his chair.

“Jisung-” Hyunjin called out but the other was already at the other side of the cafeteria. “What’s wrong with him ?”

“I will go check up on him,” Changbin informed standing up too. “See you guys later.”

On the next Wednesday, Jisung and Hyunjin got a study session for their one of their only classes together, Music History. 

They are sitting in the library, Jisung looking at his notes like they held some kind of universal truth. He couldn’t look at Hyunjin, the older one had been chuckling at his phone quietly ever since they set foot in the room.

He was talking to Minho, Jisung felt guilty for spying but the purple heart next to Minho’s name felt too intimate. Hyunjin was oblivious to his bad mood as always or so it seemed.

“Want to eat at our favourite burger place after ?” Hyunjin asked, looking up from his phone.

“Only the two of us ?” Jisung asked back, Hyunjin nodded. “Fine but you are paying.”

Their favourite burger place  was an american style dinner not too far away from their university, perfect for students on a low budget like them. Hyunjin and Jisung sat down at a table in a corner of the room, ordering their usual.

Hyunjin and Jisung speak of everything, never running out of subjects. It’s one of their super powers.

“You know Jisung, I think I’m really starting to like Minho hyung.” Hyunjin said eating one of his fries.

“What ? How come ?” Jisung asked, trying to hide his panic.

“He is just so caring and so hot at the same time.” Hyunjin explained. “I think I’m going to ask him out.”

“You can’t.” Jisung let out like an idiot, regretting it immediately.

Hyunjin frowned at him. “Why ? I think I have a chance-”

“Hyunjin please no.”

“What ? You think I’m not good enough or something.” Hyunjin misinterpreted.

Jisung panicked further. “No that’s not it, Hyunjin please.”

“Then what ?”

“You can’t ask Minho hyung out because,” He hesitated, “because, I like you.”

“Jisung what-”

“I like you,” He confessed again, “I have for a long time now and I wanted to tell you so long ago and not like this but I can’t take it anymore.”

Hyunjin didn’t say anything, it was his turn avoiding Jisung's eyes. "Jisung I don’t like you this way." He finally said. "I'm sorry but-"

"But nothing." Jisung cut him off, "I understand, can we go please ? I don’t feel like eating anymore."

Jisung waited for Hyunjin on the sidewalk outside while the older one paid inside. They walked home in a heavy silence, Jisung's heart crushed inside his chest.

"We are here." Jisung said, stopping in front of Hyunjin’s building. 

"Jisung I'm sorry." Hyunjin said one more time.

Jisung sighed. "I know you are but let me do one more thing before I go home and we forget everything."

"What-" Jisung cut Hyunjin off, griping the collar of his shirt and placing his lips on his. 

He was kissing Hyunjin and the other didn't seem uncomfortable, choosing to bring him closer by his waist.

Jisung let go of him when they were both out of breath. He looked in Hyunjin’s eyes one last time before choosing to go back to Changbin's, crying his eyes out on his couch for an umpteenth time.

-

Hyunjin was sad, it has been more than two weeks since Jisung had confessed to him, two long weeks without seeing Jisung. He hated it.

Han Jisung was avoiding him like the plague, he had tried numerous time along the week to ask Felix how he was going or where he was. It always was the same thing, doing this with Changbin, going somewhere with Changbin, at Changbin’s flat.

He hated it, Hyunjin couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss, about how Jisung’s eyelashes looked so pretty up close. His lips had felt so good against this, so different from everything Hyunjin had ever felt.

He couldn’t explain it, it felt so dull without Jisung.

One more week went by, Hyunjin had seen Jisung only once, in the hallway one time. The younger had escaped from him right away. Hyunjin didn’t know how to feel anymore but one thing was sure he missed Jisung.

He needed to talk to Changbin, to ask for his help. Hyunjin left class early that day, Changbin was surely home at that time, busy reviewing things for his finals.

He knocked on the door three times before the older one opened it, “Oh Hyunjin,” He smiled awkwardly. “Come in.” He moved aside, letting him in.

They sat down on the couch, the atmosphere so heavy Hyunjin couldn’t barely breath. Changbin and him weren’t friends, Hyunjin hated him at first so they weren’t as close as the others. 

“Do you want something to drink ?” Changbin asked him.

“It’s okay hyung,” Hyunjin smiled. “I just need to talk to you about something.”

“Okay shoot.” 

Hyunjin took a deep breath. “I need help to talk with Jisung.”

“You need to talk to Jisung ?” Changbin repeated, sounding surprised. “Why ? Don’t you think you have already done enough.”

“Hyung don’t be like this.” The younger sighed, “I want to make things right.”

“Don’t you think it’s too late ?” Changbin asked him harsly. “It’s been more than three weeks.”

“He avoids me, he runs every time I see him.” Hyunjin tried to explain his point. “I miss him so much, more than I thought.”

“So did you finally open your eyes ?”

“What do you mean ?”

“You like him Hyunjin.” Changbin said in a knowing way. “So stop lying to yourself.”

Hyunjin froze in his seat. “But Minho hyung-”

“Minho hyung blinded you for a short second but you truly like Jisung.” 

“I don’t,” He tried to deny. “I just miss him as my friend.”

“You don’t ?” Changbin scoffed. “I can just steal him away then.”

Hyunjin didn’t like that idea, it felt so wrong. “No just,” He tried to calm down. “just let me talk to him.”

“Fine,” Changbin agreed. “But you better get your shit together.”

Hyunjin got to be alone with Jisung thanks to Changbin two days later, in the studio he had rented for the day. Hyunjin was resting against the door, Jisung in front of him looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

“I’m sorry,” He started anxiously. “I shouldn't have been so cold that day, I lost you and it made me realise I miss you so much. Please stop avoiding me, forgive me.”

“I can’t be friends with you, Hyunjin.” Jisung sighed coldly. “ I tried but I’m so bad at repressing my feelings.”

“I’m not asking you that, I-” Hyunjin couldn’t say it.

“Hyunjin what-”

He couldn’t say it so he decided to show it, he cupped Jisung’s cheek softly, kissing his forehead lightly then both of his eyelids, his nose and finally his lips. It was their second kiss, it felt even better than the first. Hyunjin put everything in it, all the feelings he had avoided for so long.

They kissed for so long, pouring all their love in it only cutting it short to breath.

“I like you,” He confessed. “If it wasn’t clear enough.” They both laughed at that, Jisung moving forward to catch his lips in another kiss.

“You might have to prove it again.” Jisung teased but Hyunjin kissed him again anyway, again and again. Jisung’s giggles were the most beautiful ever. “I like you too by the way.” He said back and now Hyunjin could be happy.

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Stray Kids JYPE's boygroup was in polygamous relationship. It all started with Jisung, overjoyed, cuddly Jisung who liked skinship like no one else.

Hugging was no big deal in the group, Felix cuddling Seungmin to death, Changbin tackling their maknae at any time of the day, Jisung claiming Chan's lap was his during the weekly movie session and of course cuddle pile to cheer any member who felt down.

When kissing got involved it took a different turn, the first man Jisung had ever kissed was Chan during one of their late studio sessions, too tired to even bother, kissing the leader on his cheek after he had helped compose his song.

It all went down from here, Jisung's brain raced with throughs of his band mates in a more than friendship way.

But he wasn't the only one, Hyunjin was too, they had shared their dream one night to be in a relationship with the six others. He was sure he loved them and even more sure they did too but never dared to speak up.

The cuddling got more intense and the kissing followed too. They were touchy with each other more than average, giving cheeks kisses like it was a simple pat on the shoulder but it got worse when sex got involted, unravelling a lot of hidden desire and love.

Chan had called a meeting after their Clé : Levanter comeback, wanting to clear things up.

"So what is going on ?" He asked the seventh others, sitting on the black couch in their dorm. 

"What do you mean ?" Felix asked back tilting his head cutely.

"I'm pretty sure, I heard moans coming from Hyunjin, Minho and Seungmin's room last night." He deadpanned making the three others protest.

"As if you don't fuck Jisung." Minho fired back making all of them gasp.

Jisung blushed before saying. "I have an idea." He offered. "Let's try it out."

"Try out what ?" Jeongin asked not understanding.

"A relationship." Jisung explained. "I'm pretty sure I have a crush on all of you and that I'm not the only one, Channie hyung looks at us like we hang out the stars in the sky, Minho hyung is a total tsundere, Seungmin is the same everyone loves Innie and Felix, and Changbin hyung et Jinnie treat all of us like so good."

"I'm in !" Felix called out excitedly. "I really liked all of you for the longest time." He confessed.

"Oh baby," Hyunjin cooed. "Me too, it was also my idea after all."

All of them agreed to try it out, being in a polygamous relationship with each other.

And it turned out pretty great, all of them found their place and was happy with the seventh others, Jisung had never been so glad he had no filter.

-

It has been almost a year and a half since that decisive moment.

Stray Kids' relationship was going great, the eight of them working as a group before went well but now it was even better. Seungmin's cuddles possibilities had doubled, Innie would still make him suffer for a couple of minutes but the maknae couldn't lie, he liked it.

Seungmin liked all kinds of new possibilities, kissing Felix pouty lips, giving Hyunjin hickies, teasing Changbin until one of them couldn't stand the tension anymore. 

Seungmin liked it all.

That day when he went back home after a long shoot for the radio his YoungK hyung hosted, alone this time Minho had another schedule, today he even had dinner with the guitarist.

He couldn’t still believe it as a MyDay, being so close to a member of the music band he respected the most, to be able to talk to him and answer his questions.

YoungK had even invited him to barbecue tonight to celebrate once again a successful broadcast and to many more. Seungmin could only agree, he really liked being on this weekly radio show.

The dorms were quiet when Seungmin got it, pretty unusual. The norm was at least three of them cuddling in front of the TV while the others made dinner. It was still early in the night after all.

He went to his shared room with Hyunjin and Minho first. 

The both of them were cuddling on the Minho's bed, the soft sound of an anime in the background. "Hi guys," Seungmin whispered softly, avoiding to startle any of them.

"Hi Minnie," The older in Hyunjin’s arms smiled. "How was the show ?"

"Pretty good," Seungmin answered, taking his jacket off.

Minho pouted. "You didn’t miss me even a little bit ?"

"I had Brian hyung for myself so no," He said back, not noticing Minho's smile flatter for a quick second. "Is Felix home ? He promised me brownies"

"Yes," Hyunjin answered him. "He is sleeping with Innie and Jisung tonight, Binnie and Channie are still at the studio."

"Nice," Seungmin said, exiting the room. "Goodnight."

-

For Minho, this was the starting point.

He knew Seungmin was a harcore MyDay, collecting goodies and albums like it was his number one goal in life. 

But this was the second time, Seungmin was in his own little world in the corner of the practice room. The choreography they were working on long forgotten. 

The younger was having a Day6 marathon on his iPad, Felix glued to his side. Seungmin wouldn't stop talking about how cool the Shoot Me music video was or praising Wonpil's vocals.

Minho couldn't say he was wrong, Day6 was their sunbae. Chan was best friend with Brian and both of their groups got along well but it was just rubbing him off the wrong way.

The way Seungmin couldn’t choose between them and Day6 was hurting him. 

He thought he was crazy to feel this way, until he spoke to Changbin. The youngest of the hyung line had shared one night how he felt the same.

"Sometimes, I feel like he likes them more, you know." The rapper explained, voicing out Minho's interior rumble.

From that point, Minho's perspective of the radio show was radically different. The way Seungmin acted around YoungK bothered him. The way he was just so cute, singing and jumping around like a little puppy. 

He was jealous, so so so jealous.

So he came up with a plan to tease Seungmin during the weekly event. He started slow, putting a hand on his thigh under the table. Minho didn’t need to look at Seungmin to know he was bitting his lip next to him.

Seungmin liked to be touched so it was easy really.

Just Minho's hand trailing too close to his crotch and he would fall apart. It was that simple.

"What the fuck are you doing ?" Seungmin hissed in his ear thanks to the advertising segment and YoungK being distracted by his cue sheets.

Minho only thumbed at the underline of Seungmin's hardening cock in his pants, liking the way he moaned silently passing it out as a small cough.

"I'm just reminding you who you belong to baby." Minho said innocently making Seungmin frown at him.

"What-" Seungmin didn't get to finish his question since the break was over but he sure was going to have a serious talk after this.

-

After hurriedly saying goodbye to YoungK and a quick handjob in the bathroom to get Seungmin off. Minho and Seungmin went back home.

Seungmin was still in his Seungmo mode, frowning at Minho like he had made the biggest mistake of his life.

The younger had sent a text to their leader and older boyfriend : 

 "Group meeting in the living room asap."

So when they were all in the living room, Jisung on Changbin's lap, Felix on Hyunjin's, Jeongin next to them cuddled to Chan, Minho om the arm of the couch and Seungmin on the small wooden table.

"So what's wrong ?" Chan asked clearly seeing Seungmin bad mood.

"Minho is a pervert," Seungmin said glaring at the man. "He fucking touched my dick under the table in front of YoungK hyung and then had the nerve to say it was to remind me who I belong to."

Jisung let out a loud screech, kicking Changbin accidentally in the ribs. "What ?"

"Minho what the hell ?" Chan groaned, "This was so risky, how could you even think about doing something like this ?"

Minho only shrugged it off like it wasn't taht big of a deal. "He needed some kind of reminder."

"Reminder of what ? Why would you even-" Seungmin argued, quickly catching up. "Are you jealous ?"

"What do you think ?" Minho sassed back.

Seungmin couldn’t believe it. "You fucking are!" He looked around no one dared to add anything. "Why ?"

"I just hate it," Minho mumbled. "You look at Brian hyung like he hung the fucking stars in the sky when I your own boyfriend is just next to you."

"What-"

"He is not the only one," Changbin cut off. "I hate it too, it just look like you love Day6 more than us."

"Guys really ?" He really couldn’t believe it. He looked around, begging at least one of them to come to his rescue but all of them seemed to agree. 

"Seungmin I love you, we all do, that's why we feel like this." Hyunjin tried. "We are jealous because we love you."

"So what ? You want me to stop being who I am ? Being a MyDay is a huge part of me really so what can I even do ?" Seungmin scoffed, sniffing his tears away.

"Seungmin baby," Chan the voice of the reason started. "We love you, MyDay or not. We aren't asking you to change who you are because that would be controlling you. We are just scared your are going to run away with Day6 the second they ask you."

"That's so silly." Seungmin teased, sniffing softly. "I love all of you so much, no need to be so jealous."

Jeongin took his hand and dragged him between him and Chan, making Seungmin straddle both their legs. "That's good," The younger whipered against his neck, nibbling the soft skin. "There is no way I was winning a fist fight against Dowoon hyung."

"That would be so iconic." Felix laughed, "A cutie against another cutie." 

Seungmin laughed too, his boyfriend were ridiculous but he loved them anyway, only them.

-

"HAN JISUNG GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY SUNGJIN POSTER !"

"But-"

"I'M TELLING CHAN HYUNG."

"No no NO."

Chapter Text

Adrenaline was pumping through his veins, his hand tightly holding the loaded gun waiting for further guidelines. 

“Everything clear ?” He asked in his earpiece waiting for his snipper on the roof of the building across to confirm he could move. He heard I.N. hum in his ear like he was looking for anything suspicious. 

“Everything clear Yongbokie” The snipper said, making Felix hiss at him quietly.

“I told you not to call me like this,” He scolded, his true name couldn’t be disclosed that easily while they were on mission.

Jeongin cleared his throat, Felix could easily guess he was just  trying  to avoid laughing out loud. “Sorry, sorry,” He said half-heartedly, “Choi has just unlocked his bedroom door, get ready.” 

Felix was already on the move, this mission was an easy one. The first step was to get Choi Jin-yoon alone in his hotel room, this man had played with the wrong crowd, the wrong crowd being powerful mafia members and now it was Felix’s -also Jeongin’s- job to clean the mess.

The second step was in motion, getting the money Choi hid away in the safe inside his hotel room and killing him quietly with Jeongin’s snipper.

“He just got in the shower,” Jeongin informed him a few minutes later, “It’s now or never.”

Felix stopped in front of the ugly grey door, using the magnetic card he had stolen at the reception desk earlier in the night. The room is dull, double bed with boring white walls, Felix really wonder how dumb is his man, hiding a hundred thousand dollar in such a cheap hotel. 

He sat down on the bed, his red bomber jacket falling off his shoulders, his gun aimed at the bathroom door waiting for the traitor to have a sweet talk.

Femix wasn’t disappointed when he finally got out of the bathroom whistling to himself but immediately stopping himself when he saw Felix sitting cross-legged on his bed, the black handgun in his hand pointed at him.

“Please,” He started to beg getting on his knees, it was fucking pathetic in Felix’s mind, he was only wearing a white towel and was already sobbing for his life. “If CB97 sends you, I’m sorry.”

“Do you really think I care about your pathetic excuses ?” Felix growled, shooting the man in his leg. “This one is for thinking you could fool us, you piece of shit.”

“I’m s-sorry,” He begged again louder from the pain.

Felix stood up from his spot on the bed, pulling the trigger of his gun once again, making the poor man whimper. “Where is the money ?” he asked, putting pressure on the gun wound with the edge on his boot.

“The s-safe,” He cried out, “It’s in the safe 9-6-3-8-9-1”

Felix backed away, unlocking the metal box with the six-number password while making sure Choi didn’t attempt anything. The safe was empty, he cursed under his breath shooting his second leg. “The money isn’t here !” He shouted ready to hurt him a third time. “You piece of-”

“Two people are coming,” Jeongin cut off looking at his computer connected to the various CCTV cameras, “Heavily armed, you need to get out of here quick.”

Felix cursed once again, “Finish him off I.N, see you at the safe house.” He took Choi’s cellphone on the bedside table before taking the emergency ladder under the window, landing on the balcony of the room under Choi’s and passing through the window. 

He took his sport bag on the bed, changing himself into an all black outfit before getting out of here.

All of this was only the beginning.

-

Lee Felix was twenty-two, an orphan with an attraction for trouble. That’s how he had partly joined the hitmen community. He worked for various clients, politicians with no morals, rich families needing to kill for a part of heritage but also the mafia.

One gang was his main client, Stray Kids. 

Stray Kids wasn’t just a trouble maker type of mafia, dealing drugs and conquering territories. It was an organisation, a very-well established one, all of it around one man, CB97 or Christopher Bang.

He had created a web, thought about each link to become more powerful at the end. 

Felix wasn’t a proper member of his mafia, preferring to work alone and make his own small business but they had met enough times and would never stop meeting each other because Felix cleaned the mess.

Bang Christopher trusted him to care of the little mishaps and tonight seemed like a big one.

Even if Felix had started alone and liked to work alone, he had hired Jeongin along the way, the young adult had been trained to kill since his childhood coming from a popular yakuza family, he really became Felix’s friend along the way. His only friend in the bloody world he lived in.

Stray Kids’ safe house was well hidden outside Seoul, Chris’s inner circle, five men with different abilities all lived here. It wasn’t a surprise to find them all sitting in the living room when Felix arrived. The house was incredible, high ceiling and modern decoration, all of it designed by the same man.

Hwang Hyunjin.

The pretty long haired male with a mole under his eye, he was the brain of the organisation. All about tactics and how to expand their very juicy business. He was a planner and made an amazing pair together with Chistopher.

Felix had never seen such a thing in life, they were so compatible like puzzle pieces. There was no way they weren’t going out together. He had this weird feeling everytime he saw them together, like he was looking at something forbidden.

Two men this attractive together just stirred something up inside him. He didn’t have the time to think about something this foolish, he had work to do.

Felix joined the seventh other man, sitting down next to Christopher’s right hand, Seo Changbin and explained briefly the situation.

“So to be clear, the money wasn’t in the safe and we basically have no clue.” Seungmin, the medic concluded after his explanation.

Felix shook his head. “I took his phone before Innie finished talking to him.” He handed the device to Han, trusting the man with this kind of stuff.

“That’s already something,” Christopher signed, thinking about what to do. “Han I need a report first thing tomorrow about the data and I want you to find everything on the two men who came invited.”

“Yessir.” 

“Minho, I want you to run a more detailed background check on Choi, his family, his neighbors, everything.” 

“Yes,” Minho nodded, writing everything down in a small notebook.

Chris continued giving instructions. “Felix and I.N. I think it's best if you both stay here until this little issue is cleared.”

Felix didn’t agree with that, he needed to keep a strict business relationship and sleeping in a mafia house seemed unprofessional plus he was sure he could keep him and Jeongin safe from danger. “It’s okay,” He smiled trying to moderate his words. “Innie and I are big boys, we should get going.”

“Lixie baby you should stay,” Hyunjin argued, making him cringe inside. It was like he was aware of the power he could hold over Felix’s heart. “It’s already late anyway.”

“Yes hyung,” Jeongin added mischievously. “Let’s stay, Minho hyung needs my help anyway.”

“But-”

“No but,” Hyunjin cut him off firmly, getting excited, “I will show you the guest room, you are gonna love it.”

Felix only followed him, it was only for one night anyway.

He should have known Christopher and Hyunjin had intentions, giving him the room next to their to have the ill pleasure to listen to their fucking.

Or was it love making ? Felix had no clue.

They were loud, Hyunjin screaming Chris name like a prayer. How could such a mansion have paper thin walls ? Felix almost started to think it was on purpose for their kinky exhibitionist manierism, knowing someone was hearing them was surely such a turn on.

Felix couldn’t deny he was turned on too, Hyunjin’s high pitched moans mixed with Chris deep grunts and the bed banging against the wall in a energic rhythm was making such an effect on him.

He was just feeling so horny, thumbing around his own erection, teasing himself moaning thinking it could be Hyunjin’s hands on him, Christopher lips along his neck. He was losing himself in imaginary pleasure.

It was only for him to know if he had came mumbling Hyunjin’s name with the lingering fantasy of Chan fucking him.

-

It didn’t take long to understand his stay at the Stray Kids’ hideout was going to extend to the entire week. Choi’s stolen money had vanished into thin air, the data collected from his phone was still being analysed by Han, going through his thousand messages took time.

Felix couldn’t accept new jobs since this one wasn’t done, so he tagged along Minho to question every person Choi had talked to during the last three months, passing themselves as police officers searching for him.

That morning, three days after Choi’s assasination, Chris had called a meeting.

Felix wasn’t used to living with seven other people, Jeongin surely crashed at his place sometime when they worked late but having to share his living was something different. 

All of the members were very close, that was a fact, a family. Jisung had taken his sweet time explaining everything to him but all he could remember was Hyunjin and Chan were in a long term relationship.

So why was Hyunjin so flirty ? The way he looked at him like he was his dinner. Chris was playing the same kind of game, saying his name so sweetly, his hand lingering a little too long on his shoulder when they were in the kitchen. 

He was surely going crazy.

The meeting started with a small presentation. "I found some interesting things in Choi's phone." He passed to the next slide. "He had some kind of tragic love story with a woman.”

Felix read the screen carefully, screenshots of kakao talk messages displayed, some about meeting up at a club, some about appointments and others about wiring money. One of Choi's favourite things to do was spend time at the Red Club, it wasn’t on Stray Kids territory but one of their longtime allies.

“One of his neighbors told us he came back really late sometimes," Minho added to help. "It may be related."

Jisung nodded, passing to the next slide. "All of these messages were sent to only one woman, Kim Hye-Ji aka Kitty at the club part time stripper with some private clients sometimes."

"So Choi was one of them ?" Hyunjin asked all serious.

"I think he was," Jisung confirmed, "but it evolved to something more."

"We need to talk to her." Christopher concluded, resting back against his chair. 

Hyunjin hummed, agreeing. "Undercover seems the easiest way."

"But they know Stray Kids hyung, I'm pretty sure she does too.  She will run away." Seungmin argued, they didn’t try to hide their identity that much.

"You are right," Hyunjin looked around the table, his eyes stopping on Felix. "He can go." He pointed to the blonde haired male.

"What ?" Felix gasped like he had lost his mind.

"You are a hit man, she is your new target." He put it simply. "Make her talk."

This wasn’t Felix's plan but he still agreed. "Fine but Jeongin is coming along." He added.

The younger one nodded. "Okay but I need to go shopping."

"Great," Chan concluded, ending the meeting "We trust you both." He said but he was focused on Felix.

The younger only avoided his gaze, afraid to combust in the plastic chair.

-

Getting ready to go to the club was a difficult task from the start, Felix had been sitting down in the chair in front of Hyunjin’s vanity for forty-five minutes, the clock on the wall was a painful reminder. 

The older man had been using all sorts of brushes and products on his face, telling every five minutes he was pretty. Felix really hoped the foundation was masking his rosy cheeks. Hyunjin complimenting him was taking more time than the actual makeup process but he didn’t complain.

Hyunjin lingering in his personal space wasn’t something he was uncomfortable with, he couldn’t hide it anymore. 

Felix had seen him and Chris make out after the meeting, it had aroused something deep in his guts. If their noises were sinful watching them in action was something else, Hyunjin pushed up against the wall, Chan’s arms holding him firmly by his hips. Their lips brushing together so smoothly, it had just made him so horny.

He had taken everything to turn around and act like he had seen nothing.

Fast forward to now, Hyunjin had finished putting glitters under his eyes, the finally touch to his look when Chris had barged in. “Jinnie, it’s almost tim-oh” He stopped mid sentence looking at Felix in front of the mirror. “Damn.”

“He looks good doesn’t he,” Hyunjin smiled at his boyfriend, sliding his hand on his shoulders. “My little doll.”

My little doll.

Felix swooned at the praise. “T-thanks,” He stuttered.

“Cute,” Chan smiled, he moved closer to him, sitting down on the bed.  “A real piece of art.” 

Hyunjin crouched down next to Felix taking his hand. “Don’t be scared out here,” He said with a small smile.

“He is a hitman babe,” Chan reminded him. “This is child play, right Felix ?”

“Right,” He agreed, looking at Chan in the mirror. “I’m getting that money back tonight.”

Hyunjin chuckled, straightening up pulling Felix along with him. “Let’s go doll, you are gonna rock it tonight.” Their fingers intertwined together making him feel fuzzy inside.

Finding Kitty was easy, she was one of the performers tonight. Felix had booked a private session with her, his handgun hidden in his belt. Jeongin was at the bar, ready to move if something went wrong. 

The set up was simple, Felix getting the information he needed after some questioning and finishing his job. 

The private room was small, a red single leather couch and some cheap decoration. Felix followed behind the woman, she was in her early thirties, long brown hair, dressed in a mini black skirt, a laced bra and a long sheer robe shining in the dim light.

Felix was 100% gay and he was sure if he wasn’t somehow he wouldn’t date someone like her.

He sat down on the only piece of furniture in the room, Kitty closing the door behind him. She made his way to him, kneeling down in front of him. “What can I do for you tonight ?” She asked, fingers tapping against his knee.

“Kitty right ?” Felix asked, brushing a lock of her hair behind her ear. 

“Yes,” She nodded, sliding her hand upward. “And you dear ?”

Felix smirked, learning forward, gripping the back of her neck. “I’m Felix and I need you to tell me something.”

“Huh ?”

“Where the fuck is my money ?”

The story went down like this, Choi was one of Chris's trusted men, dealing drugs for him in one of their most lucrative sectors. He was in love with a woman, a really manipulative woman named Kim Hye-Ji or Kitty at the club. She had him under her spell, making him her little puppet. 

Felix had made her talk, she told him all the story. *

She made him believe she loved him. That they could run away together and escape their pitiful lifes. All they needed was the money, so Choi started to extort money from the drugs. He took fifty percent more every time someone purchased any type of drug, securing the money this way.

He would have stolen more if Chris hadn’t discovered the trick Choi had pulled.

Felix got back to the safe house along with Jeongin, the money in a sports bag in the backseat and the woman six feet under. His job was finally over.

-

He wasn’t surprised to find Hyunjin and Chris waiting for him in the living room, sitting down on the couch when he got back.  Jeongin quickly excused himself, saying he was tired and went upstairs. “How did it go  ?” Hyunjin asked, playing with Christopher’s fingers.

“Good,” He put the sports bag on the glass table, opened it and took a handful of bills. “All your money is finally here.”

Chris moved forward taking a look inside the bag. “Great,” He smiled, dimples on display and Felix couldn’t help but note how attractive he looked. “Good job Lix.”

“Want to sit with us ?” Hyunjin asked, dragging Chris back against the couch, Felix gulped down in anticipation, this oddly seemed like an invitation. 

“Come on baby, sit on hyung’s lap.” Christopher added, patting down on his thigh. Felix could feel the shivers down his neck, dragging his feet in front on the couch. He plopped himself down on the older’s lap.

Hyunjin cooed, making some place so he could circle Chris’ waist with his legs. He sat up dragging his hand underneath his black crop-top. “Do you want us to stop ?” He asked the blond male. 

Felix didn’t want them to, he had waited so long for this moment.  He shook his head whimpering when Hyunjin’s finger brushed against his nimple. “Words baby, hyung wants you to use your words.” Christopher mumbled, kissing along his neck.

“Let’s take it to the bedroom please.” He whimpered and Hyunjin and Chris didn’t need more, the older of the two lifting him up along with him. The money long forgotten on the glass table.

It was better than Felix's wildest dream, Chris’ fingers in his hair while he blew him. Hyunjin behind him taking his sweet time fingering him open. His long fingers barely touching his prostate, making him a crying mess. 

They were taking such good care of him, making sure he was alright and never pushing over his boundaries. “Do you want my kitten to take of you baby ?” Chris asked him, letting go of his hair, giving him a few seconds to breathe.

“Yes hyung,” Felix nodded, Chan manhandled him on his back, giving a little squeeze to his fully erect cock begging to be taken care of. 

“Fuck our little doll, kitten.” Chan said, backing away and letting Hyunjin take his place between Felix’s legs. “Show him how much you like him.”

Hyunjin didn’t need more, taking his cock in his hand and pushing the tip against the younger’s hole, looking for any sign of discomfort. “Please, just fuck me.” Felix begged pretty tears running along his cheeks.

Hyunjin moved at a quick pace, Chris embracing from behind kissing along his lover’s neck. The view made Felix groan, it just looked like art. The two of them looked so good together, Hyunjin’s cock inside him making him go crazy.

“I’m gonna-” He could finish his sentence? coming on his stomach, tightening around Hyunjin and making come too.

“You okay baby ?” Christopher asked, hand on his knee.

“Never felt so good.” Felix confessed, letting Hyunjin learn to kiss him breathless.  

Chris smiled at them, kissing Hyunjin's shoulder softly. “Think you can go for another round baby ?”

Felix nodded embarrassed, he had quite the stamina and was determined to prove it tonight.

All night, in Hyunjin and Christopher’ silk sheets.

Getting the best fuck of his life.

-

“So they were that good ?” Jeongin asked the next morning, on their way to the car, finally out of the Stray Kids’ mansion since their job was over.

“Shut up.” Felix blushed, he felt so exhausted he didn’t need more teasing.

[CB97]

See you next time, doll

He was already looking forward to it.

Chapter Text

Stray Kids were on vacation, one week off before flying to another country to film an MV, and as usual when they had a few days off Seungmin had decided every hour of the day could be the time to annoy Minho.

The day had started fairly early, Chan and Felix cooking breakfast for their six other boyfriends. Jeongin joined them midway, sitting down at their kitchen table. The others were probably still sleeping when Minho came into the kitchen, finding the three of them putting plates full of pancakes on the table.

"I'm sorry hyung but can you wake the others," Felix asked, pecking him on the lips. "Seungmin is in Jisung and Innie' room."

Minho groaned, he didn't want to wake those devils, three days into their break and Seungmin had been annoying more than usual, pranking him every time he could, speaking so rudely and teasing him like he was one of his dongsaeng.

But he wasn't, he was his hyung and his boyfriend and Minho didn't know what to do anymore.

So he decided to start with Jisung when he got into the room, opening the curtain, welcoming the bright light from the sun. "Get up uglies," He pushed the cover away from the two bodies, getting some groans in response.

"Hyung, just five minutes." Jisung whined with his sleepy voice, snuggling more into Seungmin.

"No way in hell," Minho said, sitting down at the end of the bed and tickling the sole of their feet. Jisung was really ticklish so it was really a tactical point.

He sat up immediately, elbowing Seungmin midway but still got up from the bed, pouting at Minho. "Why~" He whined like a child. "It's my day off."

"It's mine too," Minho deadpanned, "So get up and eat breakfast because Lix asked me to wake you both so I can finally get mine too."

They didn't add anything, choosing to follow Minho to the kitchen, sitting down at the table where everything was set. "Thanks for the breakfast Lix and Channie hyung." Minho smiled, digging right in his pancakes.

"Minho hyung," Seungmin called out, a little smile on his face. "Can you pour me some grape juice please ?"

"Sure," He took the plastic bottle in front of him, opened it and started pouring the liquid in the plastic cup Seungmin was handing him. Only for Seungmin's hand to let go of the cup, spilling it on the table and dripping down Minho's pants and socks and eventually the floor. "Seungmin fuck," Minho screeched, getting up in an attempt to avoid the sticky liquid. 

"Oops," Seungmin exclaimed. "Sorry hyung." He didn’t sound sorry at all and it was pissing Minho off.

Jeongin handed him some kitchen towels. Minho thanked, glaring at Seungmin. "You did it on purpose." He was clearly mad.

"I did not-"

"Don't lie," Minho cut off, "You fucking did."

Chan sensing it wasn’t going to end well immediately tried to calm things down. "Minho calm down please, if he said he didn't do it on purpose try to believe him."

"He is lying," Minho scoffed, still glaring at Seungmin. "Thanks for breakfast, I have to shower." He walked away from the table to his room.

He was going to get back at Kim Seungmin, his little stunt was going too far.

-

Seungmin's bratty attitude didn't stop the next few days. He treated Minho like shit and the last day of their break Minho snapped. 

"Yah Kim Seungmin," Minho called out in the living room, all their members lunching at different places in the living room. "How dare you eat my snacks !" His precious snacks were gone and now he was only mad once again.

"I'm sorry-"

Minho cut him off. "I don't want your excuses, you gave me enough already." He made his way to the younger, gripping him by the back of his neck. "Are you gonna tell me what's wrong ?"

"What do you mean ?"

"Why are you behaving like a brat ? Do you need that much attention ?" Minho teased, bitting down on the younger's sensitive neck.

"Hyung~" Seungmin moaned, "Please."

"Begging already Seungminnie ?" Minho chuckled, baking away to look straight into the younger’s eyes. "Want to show them how much you love when I fuck you ?"

They had six pairs of eyes staring at them, Minho was aware they were enjoying the show. "Is it okay ?" He asked them. 

"Yes," Chan mumbled, hand on Jisung's thigh. "Punish him Min."

"On all four Seungmin, I want you against the coffee table, ass up in the air and pants down." Minho instructed, patting him down on the cheek. "Jinnie baby, go get the lube and the cuff in the sextoy box." He instructed the younger dancer.

Hyunjin nodded making his way to their bedroom so Minho could focus back on Seungmin. "Are you enjoying it, Kim Seungmin ?” Minho asked, deep voice sending shivers down the younger’s neck. “You teased me all week, pushed me over my limit so many times. Now look at you bending over the table, pathetic.”

Minho took his time sliding his hands from Seungmin’s waist to his ass, groping both cheeks before giving a small slap. Hyunjin put the things he asked down on the floor next to him and went back to the couch. “I want you to count brat, okay ?” Minho instructed, “Tell hyung your color first.”

“Green,” Seungmin mumbled, forehead resting against the table, hands gripping the side. 

“One,” Seungmin moaned, at the first slap on his bottom.

“Two.”

“Three.” Minho kept spanking him, once on the left and then the right. 

“How many Seungminnie ? How many can make you lose your bratty attitude ? Let’s ask them, shall we ?” Minho stopped, looking up to their six other boyfriends on the couch. Felix close to Innie, Jisung on Chan’s lap and Changbin along with Hyunjin watching them closely. “Bin tell me how many do you think the brat deserves ?”

“Ten,” Changbin answered, making Minho smile.

“Ten ?” He repeated, giving another slap to Seungmin’s ass. “I think he needs a little more.”

“Innie baby, what about you ?” Minho asked next, “I need our maknae’s opinion on this.”

“Fifteen,” Jeongin said snuggling closer to Felix, “He has been so naughty hyung.”

Minho cooed, slapping Seungmin’s thigh this time. “You heard him Minnie, our maknae said you were naughty. Aren’t you ashamed ?” 

“Hyung~” Seungmin whined.

Minho slapped him once more. “How many since we started Minnie ? How many did you get ?”

“E-eight,” Seungmin stuttered, “Eight hyung.”

Minho gave him five more, thirteen slaps right on his bottom. Seungmin’s rosy cheeks looked so good, his pleasured sobs adding to the satisfaction Minho felt inside. 

“What is your color baby ?” Minho asked, caressing his bottom softly, easing some pain.

“Green,” Seungmin mumbled, sniffing softly. “I’m sorry hyung please fuck me.”

“This is a punishment baby,” Minho said, moving to take the cuffs Hyunjin had dropped by the table for him. He took both of Seungmin’s wrist softly in his hand closing the pink fur cuffs around them. “I’m going to finger you slowly and if you are a good boy you will get your reward.”

Minho didn’t lie, he went slowly teasing Seungmin as much as possible, getting the younger to cry only from his fingers. “Hyung, please.” Seungmin begged, pulling on the cuffs behuid his back “Fuck me.”

“Should I ?” Minho looked up at Chan, “Do you think our little brat learnt his lesson hyung ?”

“I think he did,” Chan played along, “You did right Seungminnie ?”

“I did.” He sobbed, “I did so please, fuck me.”

Minho uncuffed him first, letting his arms rest back against the table, then slid his pants and his underwear down mid-thigh. His fully erected cock slapping his stomach, he took his cock in his hand and lined up with Seungmin’s entrance, pushing inside.

“Yes, fuck.” Seungmin groaned, pushing back further and Minho didn’t waste time fucking him roughly, hitting his prostate each time. 

It felt so good, Seungmin moaning from the pressure of Minho’s hands on his bruised ass cheeks. “I’m gonna come,” Seungmin warned the other, “Please hyung, can I come ?”

“Come baby.”

Seungmin came, tightening around Minho and making the older reach his orgasm too, still fucking through his orgasm. He pulled out slowly, dragging Seungmin to sit down on his lap and kissing his forehead slowly.

“I love you baby, you did good.” He smiled, kissing the side of his neck.

At the end of the day, even if Seungmin annoyed Minho to no end, they still loved each other to the moon and back, and that was a fact. 

Chapter Text

Felix was running, his leather boots crushing the white flowers growing in the forest at every step. He couldn’t care less, he was running away from the danger. His breathing heretic, his lungs screaming at him to slow down, the pace too hard to keep.

But he couldn’t, he needed to get away fast.

He could hear the soldiers getting closer, their heavy metal armor clinging in a very distinctive way. The danger was getting near, he was going to get caught, he was to be forced back to this place, to hell.

“Find him !” One of them shouted to the others, “We need him alive.”

Felix couldn’t stop the sobs building up in his throat. He needed to hide. If he really wanted to live, he couldn’t go back there, even if they needed him alive, it wasn’t enough to be sure he would be safe.

He decided to climb up a small hill, helping himself with the apparents roots from the big pine trees up here. His black cloak, tied up against his neck with the blue sapphire pin his late mom had given him was shining in the moonlight. It had gotten soiled along the way from the mud but it was doing a good job masking him.

Felix ran further in the forest, the steps behind him taking another direction, deciding against climbing up the hill.

He finally felt a small hope, he could escape them, he was sure he could do it.

“Find the Prince !” He could hear their leader scream, “We need to find the Prince.” Lee Felix was his full name, Omega of the Lee House, Prince of Haru.

His title had been a burden all his life. He was born in early autumn, a weak and small baby with blonde hair like his mother and dark brown eyes like his father. His father, King of Haru, Lee Jang-Seok was an imposing man. 

He ruled his Kingdom with a good heart, Haru was paradise on earth during Felix's childhood. His long hours spent running in the garden made his nanny almost crazy running after him. He was happy during those time, even if he still had to get an education as a Prince, with numerous tutors. 

Felix was smart so studying wasn't a problem, he had gladly learned piano and several languages, each Kingdom had a different one. 

His burden was his big brother, Lee Ha-Seok, six years ahead and an Alpha. He was the crown prince, the next in line after his father to be the King. Felix was happy he didn't bear this title, it was the only pros in a long list of cons.

His brother, Ha-Seok, had a pack. He was the head alpha of four other wolves, two alphas and two betas, no omega. His pack was his shadow, always behind him. They followed him everywhere, even in court. 

They had their eyes on Felix, watching his every move and reporting them to Ha-Seok, Felix hated it. His brother has spies at every corner of the castle, the situation becoming worse when Felix presented as an Omega one week after his eighteen birthday. They couldn’t make a move on him, he was still a Prince and could have them banished if they even attempted to touch him.

It was hard having all his moves looked upon, but Felix made it work, kept on the perfect Omega act in front of his brother’s pack so he wouldn’t be seen as a threat to the crown prince. 

Until Ha-Seok’s coup d’état, his treachery to his own birth parents, the Queen and the King of Haru. Felix could still remember how helpless he had felt that day, seeing his mother and his father being executed publicly while his brother was sitting in his throne, a satisfied grin on his face. 

He had made them look like traitors, greedy for power and money, manipulative. Ha-Seok had convinced the council that they would be an obstacle to the good of their country. Felix had watched them die accused of being something they were not.

And Felix’s life had gone down from here. 

His brother was crowned King, his pack securing a higher status as his inner circle, meaning Felix’s freedom disappearing slowly. He felt like a prisoner in a golden cage, his quarters being the only place he could breathe. 

All of that lead to his escape, one year and a half after his parents murder, Felix had decided to flee, to leave his miserable life. 

When Felix was sure the soldiers had taken a different way, he moved from his hiding place, he had to keep going, to go far away from here. 

Ω

Felix walked until the sunrise, he didn’t know the area that well, living in the castle all his life. He had prepared for his escape a bare minimum, learning about the world behind the huge ramparts of the castle. Felix had memorised an old map he had found in the royal library.

As an Omega his scent was quite easy to notice, so he had put together a herbal brew neutralising it so anyone passing by him would think he was a mere beta.

Haru was in the north-east on the map, the capital city was in the south of the country, Felix had escaped straight to the forest behind the castle instead of the city. If he kept going up south, if he played his card well enough, he could research Miroh, the only country sharing a border with Haru.

He only stopped walking when the sun was higher in the sky, deciding to sit down under a big tree. He took his small backpack filled with essential things like the map he had memorised, some spare clothes, his herbal suppressant, a pouch of water, some coins and a small bag filled with bread and strawberry jam.

Felix tore off a small piece and dipped in the small glass jar.He had gone a full twenty-four hour without eating so he was pretty hungry. He ate half of the bread, saving the other half for later. 

He fell asleep against the tree, the birds chirping in the back lulling him to sleep.

The young Prince woke up to noises in the forest, the sounds of footsteps in the forest. The sky was already dark, meaning he had slept for too long. 

They were close, his brothers' soldiers had caught up the poor distance he had tried to keep between them. Felix packed his things quickly, cursing his trembling hands. 

His mind was screaming to run, to get away. 

Felix pushed himself up with his hands, covering his face with his hood. His blue eyes shining under the moonlight and he ran. His feet carried him away from danger on instinct. 

He thought he was doing fine, but the noises were getting near. They were going to find him and he was going to be a prisoner for the rest of his life. His brother was going to punish him, to lock him away. 

Felix felt like crumbling down right here, on the roots decorating the forest floor. He shouldn't have never done it, he should have stayed in his room in the castle. He cursed himself for being so weak. 

He ran as fast as he could, hearing one of them ordering to scatter around to cover more surface. Felix cursed again, if his brother had sent half of his soldiers he would have hundreds of them going around like some ants. He needed to think and quickly, the danger was really close now.

The Omega found himself in the middle of a clearing at the end of the wood, with no possibility to hide. The forest was right ahead but really far, his breathing was irregular. Felix had pushed himself too far, he felt almost feverish. 

Until he heard the sound of an arrow, three of them coming near him, they were close at the border between the woods and the clearing.  

Why were they trying to hurt him ? Did his brother want him dead ?

“What do you think you are doing !?” He shouted at them making sure they could hear him clearly, his deep voice echoing in the forest.

The three of them lowered their bows, walking slowly toward Felix. “Surrender Prince Felix or we will be forced to shoot.” 

“I’m the Prince-”

“You are a fugitive Prince Felix who attempted to kill the King,” One of them screamed back, making Felix even more confused. Ha-Seok had obviously lied to them, he must put on an act making Felix the bad guy when he was the one mistreating him. 

“I’m not-” He tried again, but gave up midway. They were coming closer, there was no way he could change their mind if his evil brother had already set him up. 

Felix was trapped, the clearing was wide so he could be an easy target even if he tried to run away and he couldn’t go back to the forest. He really through it was over, Felix through they were going to pin him down to the dirty floor and bring him back to his golden cell without hesitation but fate decided against it.

A horse. 

The beautiful creature was as white as snow, bringing back Felix long lost hope.

“Jump on !” The man riding it, dressed in a blue traditional robe, silver embroidery in the center meaning only one thing.

Royalty.

Felix didn’t need more, running to the horse and hoping on, helping himself with the man's outstretched hand.

There was no way he was going back to hell.

Ω

Hyunjin had not planned to save a stranger today, a pretty petite blond Omega on top of that. 

He had felt the fear from the other side of the forest, the sour omegan scent screaming danger from distance. Hyunjin did not hesitate one second, jumping on his horse and following the scent, his pack mates close behind him.

The Omega was really in danger, in a difficult posture making Hyunjin react immediately, screaming to jump on so they could escape from the soldiers. The Omega kept a strong grip on the back of his tunic while they rode far from the clearing, into the other side of the forest. 

They only stopped when Hyunjin was sure they were safe, getting off his horse, helping the Omega off after. “Are you okay ?” He asked, the blonde boy seemed really out of it, almost weak.

“As good as I can be,” The other smiled, kindly adjusting the cloak to cover himself more. He looked so soft, Hyunjin internally cooed.

“Who were they ? Or more like who are you to be threatened that way ?”

“I’m Felix,” He introduced himself, putting his hood up on his head and looking direct into Hyunjin’s eyes. “Lee Felix.”

“Pretty.” Hyunjin mumbled, mesmerized by the other blue eyes, the other blushed, affected by the sudden compliment. “I’m Hyunjin, Bang Hyunjin.”

And that seemed to take Felix aback, Bang wasn’t an ordinary lastname. The Bang dynasty had been ruling Miroh for centuries and not many could bear such a family name.

“So you are-”

“A member of the royal family,” Hyunjin finished for him. “The Luna of the royal pack.”

And everything made sense now.

Miroh at the other side of the border, where Hyunjin came from, wasn't that different from Haru. It was a Royalty like the northern Kingdom. Miroh was one of the richest countries in the world, having a really important growth within the years. 

The same family had been the head of the country for centuries, the Bang dynasty was a really powerful one.

The current King was Bang Chan, crowned king on his twenty-third birthday after the sudden death of his sick father. Four years had gone by since then, Chan had proved his worth as a king during those years. Miroh was a propitious realm and Haru's natural enemy.

Felix’s brother hated Miroh with a burning passion, always cursing their perfect little country where everything was so prosperous so Felix had some knowledge about the country.

“I’m sorry your highness,” Felix bowed slightly to him, choosing not to reveal too much. “It must have been a bother-”

“No, absolutely not,” Hyunjin cut him off knowing where it was going. “You were in danger and I decided to rescue you on my own so it wasn’t a bother but you still have yet to tell me why soldiers were aiming at you like some criminal.”

“I can’t tell you, I’m sorry.” He whispered weakly, moving away from the Luna, ready to run away in the forest.

“Felix just let me-”

“Hyunjin !” A strong voice screamed across the forest cutting Hyunjin off, signaling him some of his pack mates were near.

“Thank you for saving me,” Felix smiled one last time. “I should go now.”

And then he was gone, an arching feeling settling deep in Hyunjin’s chest.

Ω

“Hyung ! Where were you ? We spent half an hour searching for you-”

“Jisung calm down-”

“Why do you smell like that-”

Hyunjin could only gather the small Beta in his arms, letting him smell along his neck, Felix’s scent surely still clinging to him. “I’m fine, Jisung calm down.” Hyunjin patted the younger’s head lightly.

The rest of his pack slowly followed behind the hyper Beta, they were seven in total. Their pack Alpha and leader was the great Bang Chan, he wasn’t here with them today thanks to an urgent court meeting. They had three others Alpha in the pack, Changbin and Minho, the oldest among them, strong and reliable, along with Chan and the last was their freshly presented Alpha, Jeongin, their youngest.

Then came their betas, Jisung and Seungmin, both of them younger than Hyunjin, they were his mates, his family and Hyunjin’s responsibility as their Luna, their head Omega so why did Felix pull something inside him, why did he felt like he had lost an important piece ?

“Hyung ?” Jeongin called him back to reality. “Are you really okay ? You seem out of it.”

Hyunjin smiled at his youngest, jumping back on his horse. “I’m really fine, let’s go.”

Changbin set the pace back to the castle, taking the lead, Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin following behind while Minho and Hyunjin were a step back talking quietly. 

“So you smelled a distressed Omega and just went off without saying anything to us.” Minho summed up after listening to Hyunjin. “It wasn’t safe Hyunjin, you could have been hurt.3

“I’m fine, I promise.” Hyunjin reassured him, sighing softly. “I just have this bad feeling like I lost something.”

“It’s the Omega isn’t it ?” Minho concluded for him.

Hyunjin nodded beside him, petting his horse softly. “You can smell him on me, can you ?” 

“I can,” Minho confirmed. “His smell is really faint but I can smell it.”

“I’m scared hyung,” The Luna admitted, “I felt like l let something big slip through my fingers.”

“So you felt a connection with him ?”

“Yes, he looked so weak and fragile, I shouldn’t have let him go hyung-”

“Hyunjin, calm down love, we can find him. Hyunjin-”

Blood.

Hyunjin's eyes flashed purple, his true nature taking the upper hand. He could smell blood, Felix’s blood. The Omega was in danger, he jumped off his horse shifting into his full wolf form, his white fur shining in the sun. 

His pack mate quickly followed after him, surely smelling the blood too.

Let’s save him , he screamed through their bond, let’s save Felix.

He was going to save him, whatever the price, he was sure of it.

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Danger.

Felix’s senses were screaming, begging him to back away, to run. His Omega was trying to make him turn around, to forbid him to move further into the obvious threat but he was surrounded. The Soldiers had horses, not all of them were by foot, he had been foolish.

As soon as he left Hyunjin, they found his trace. His herbal suppressor was not working nearly as well anymore since almost 5 hours had passed since he had taken it. His scent was strong now, bitter lavender giving away his mood and his position to his brother’s soldiers.

Felix was terrified, ready to accept his fate and settle down for getting murdered by the hands of his brother dogs. They were surrounding him, forming  a circle, meaning there was no escape.

“What are you waiting for ?” He asked coldly, getting tired of waiting for his inevitable fate. “I’m right here, so if you are going to kill me do it now.”

“DO IT.” He screamed, his madness finally exploding.

“Your highness-”

“No !” He cut off pissed off, “You tried to kill me earlier, so what’s stopping you ?” 

“You heard him,” The leader of the army called from the back making his way up to him, the sounds of his steps making Felix’s heart stop. “Kill him.” He ordered.

One of the soldiers behind Felix made him kneel, kicking him in the calves. Felix didn’t have the time to think about how much it hurt, the cold metal of one of the soldier's swords pressed against his neck.

He was going to die.

His life was over.

His brother had won.

Felix couldn’t help the thoughts clouding his mind, closing his eyes and waiting for the moment the blade was going to slice his neck and make his soul leave his body, his blood soiling the ground and his eyes finally closing.

Hyunjin.

Felix could smell his scent, he was near and he surely wasn’t alone. The soldiers seemed to notice something was coming too. That’s when the first arrow came, landing on the shoulder of the soldier threatening him with his sword.

Felix had hardly the time to blink, the soldiers surrounding him were all attacked by a white wolf, a black one and a gray following suit, pouncing on any soldier still alive. “Omega !” He heard someone call out, coming from the forest. The male was on black horse and wearing the same royalty emblem as Hyunjin earlier.

So Felix ran.

The blonde heart was going crazy in his chest, using his last bit of energy to run across the field, avoiding the flying arrows and all the bodies that were on the ground. The scent of blood and despair making bile rose up in his throat. He was almost in front of the black horse ready to hop on and get away from the blood bath when he was cornered again.

Three soldiers, pointing their swords at him and screaming at him to stay put, only to be killed by two other wolves, both brown and impressively scary. Felix barely had the time to watch the poor man being shredded down to pieces passing out from exhaustion on the dirty soil. 

Ω

Hyunjin had not planned to be a Luna, the royal Luna of Bang Chan pack on top of that. He had been raised in a middle class home, growing up as an Omega was not easy everyday, he was seen as someone fragile, easily brushed off by his parents who focused only on his Alpha little brother.

Hyunjin had been disregarded his entire life, like he was worth nothing so he had decided to learn sparring after his thirteen birthday tired of being considered useless.

The Omega still had to be at every event his family was invited to, even if at nineteen it was been a long time since he had felt like he was part of his own family. Hyunjin lived mostly in his room, giving up having a family life.

So it was unexpected when he met Bang Chan at one of the stupid gathring he hated going to. 

The man was three years older than him and the first person to make him feel wanted, to give him somewhere to belong to so of course he had joined his pack and mated with him becoming the Royal Lunal at 21 years old, falling in love with his five other pack members along the way and getting the family he deserved.

He had not planned on finding the final piece of the puzzle on their honorary hunting taking place once a month.

That’s why he had gone feral when he had sensed the Omega was in distress, he had seen Felix, seen his past frail self in him, he needed to help him.

Killing the soldiers menacing Felix had been an easy part, they were dumb enough to fight in their human form with harless bows and arrows against werewolf. When he was sure all of them were dead with no way to run back to Haru to tell the King that Felix was still alive.

He made his way deeper in the forest knowing Jisung had took Felix with him after the blonde had passed out.

“How is he ?” He asked, getting back into his human form and getting on his horse.

Felix was resting against Jisung’s chest on his horse, his head on the Beta shoulder totally exhausted from these past few days. “He is fine,” Jisung said, “Knocked out but safe now.”

“That’s good,” Hyunjin smiled, relieved from the weight in his chest. “Let’s go home now Chan is waiting for us.”

Ω

Soft.

Felix was feeling soft and comfy, something he had forgotten ever since he had run away from home. He opened his eyes with difficulty, hurting from the sun coming from the window. The bright light blinded him momentarily. 

He was in a bedroom, so much different from the one he was used to in Haru. Everything seemed so foreign, from the bed sheets he was lying in to the light green coloured walls and wooden furniture around the room. 

He wasn’t alone though, Hyunjin was here too, sitting on the deep green velvety couch next to the window, reading, unaware of the eyes watching him.

“Hyunjin ?” He called out, his own voice sounding foreign to his ears. His head was pounding so bad.

The blonde male hurriedly closed his book and made his way to him, handing him the cup filled with water on the bedside table. “Here, drink slowly.” He said looking at Felix drowning the water. 

Felix felt a little better, he thanked Hyunjin and asked, “Where am I ?” still unsure of where he had ended up.

“The royal castle of Miroh,” Hyunjin answered him and it all made sense now. “My home, our pack home.

Felix felt guilty, he had invaded their personal space and disturbed the peace of their house. “I’m sorry for the trouble, I will leave. I-”

“No,” Hyunjin cut him off softly, linking their hands together, “You aren’t going anywhere, you are weak. You almost died and you would have if we had not been here. I can’t let go knowing more soldiers are going to be sent when those we killed won’t return.”

“Thanks Hyunjin, I’m grateful to all of you.” Felix smiled faintly, his heart feeling warm for the first time in days.

“You need to tell me why they were after you, so we can help you.” Hyunjin said softy full of good intentions and Felix knew he needed to tell who he actually was.

“I’m the young prince of Haru.” Felix let out anxiously, “My brother is the King.”

“Fuck,” Hyunjin cursed, “I think Bang Chan really need to hear that one.”

Ω

“So the runaway Omega, the one you claimed is the missing piece to our pack, is actually the brother of the King of the neighbouring country.”  The crowned King of Miroh concluded, “The one waiting to invade us at any time of the day.”

Hyunjin had asked Felix to tell him everything, every little detail of his life as Lee Ha-Seok’s brother so he could call a pack meeting when the Omega was resting. “His brother is a horrible person Chan and we could overtake them anytime.” Hyunjin took note, still upset about the blonde Omega story.

“Our Army isn’t ready Hyunjin,” Changbin said as Chan’s right hand and the colonel of the great army of Miroh. “If we have to resort to war, we need at least three weeks of preparation.”

“Do we really want to go this far ?” Minho asked unsure, “I’m sorry but we can’t risk hundreds of lives for a boy we met forty-eight hours ago.”

Jeongin nodded in agreement with his hyung. “I personally think we shouldn’t go this far, but if Haru starts to threaten us, it’s going to be difficult.”

“Haru is still unaware that  we have Felix, let’s use it to our advantage.” Seungmin said, having a clear point. “We can plan a strategy this way.”

“They wanted to kill him.” Jisung took note, pensive. 

“What ?” Chan frowned.

Jisung elaborated his idea to them.“They didn’t want him captive, they were going to shoot him dead.” 

“So Ha-Seok is a bigger piece of shit than what we thought.” Chan concluded. “Two weeks, I’m giving two weeks to plan the strategy and prepare our army.”

“How much do you think it will take before they find the bodies in the forest ?” Hyunjin asked his mates.

“Less than a week.” Changbin answered him.

They didn’t have much time.

-

On the other side of the border, six days after Felix was rescued, Ha-Seok was terribly mad. A spy he had sent to find out what happened to his soldiers had come back this morning. All of them were dead, killed, one of them with an arrow aimed right at his heart. On the arrow the crest of the Bang dynastie, a wolf.

He wasn’t going to let this go.

Ω

Living in Miroh with the Royal Pack was totally different from his life in Haru. One week in and Felix was already feeling better, far from the weak boy he was when he left Haru. The pack had welcomed him with open arms. 

He had finally met Bang Chan, the King and Afpha of the pack was surprisingly calm and collected, far from the vision Felix had of a pack alpha. 

His brother had been horrible with him all his life and even worse as the pack Alpha, thinking everyone needed to bend down in front of him to answer his every need. Felix was just traumatised at this point and hopefully Bang Chan wasn’t that horrible.  

On his eighth day at the castle, Hyunjin had asked him to join the pack for dinner as a first official meeting, Felix had all seen them in passing the entire week he was resting bit only one member or two at a time not the seven of them together. 

The pack Luna had helped dress himself in a deep green tunic with the royal creast sewn in a silver silk threat on it. It was so beautiful and Felix felt so overwhelmed wearing it, feeling like he was almost part of the pack.

They made their way down to the dinner table, the castle lit up by candles so prettily, so warm in Felix’s mind. The whole place was so comforting, Felix couldn’t help but think.

Felix took a seat next to Seungmin at the table, across from Jeongin, Hyunjin at his other side. Minho and Chan at the ends of the table, Changbin at Jeongin left and Jisung et his right. The food was already set on the table, coutless dishes from meat to vegetables, it lacked nothing.

“How are you adjusting Felix ?” Chan asked kindly while serving Jisung some meat.  The Beta thanked him happily, munching on it immediately.

Felix smiled answering, “Pretty good, after an entire week of rest, everyone is so gentle here.”  

“They aren’t in Haru ?” Seungmin asked bluntly, getting a kick in his calf from Minho for his tactlessness. “I’m just asking, you don’t need to answer.” He quickly added, trying to correct his mistake.

“It’s ok,” Felix reassured all of them, he had said nothing after all, keeping years of abuse and mistreatment behind a locked door in his heart. “My brother and his pack treated me like shit ever since the death of our parents. I suffered from loneliness for a long time, trapped there since I was the Prince with no way out until I decided it was too much and left.”

“I’m sorry Felix,” Minho said softly, speaking for all of them. “No one should go through such a nightmare.”

“I’m okay now,” Felix smiled, playing with his fingers, at least he thought he was. “I promise.”

“Do you know how a bond works Felix ?” Hyunjin asked, suddenly taking him aback. 

“Yes vaguely,” He answered, not really sure where this was going. “I learned about it at some point.”

“It’s a connection, a connection so strong between wolves destined to be mates. You just feel it in you,” Hyunjin explained, taking a small sip of wine. “I’m the Luna of the pack, the only Omega, Chan’s first mate and I felt it with the five of them. When I left you alone in the forest, it was like I lost a part of myself. I needed to find you again, to take you back with us, to protect you, I never felt something so strong for another Omega before.”

“What are you trying to say Hyunjin ?” Felix's voice quivered, feeling the tension coming from the older Omega.

“You are the missing piece of our pack, our Omega,” Hyunjin concluded, their gazes locked together. “And we will do anything in our power to protect you.”

Felix’s heart caved, feeling so overwhelmed by the information, the warmth he felt melting him down inside. 

Maybe his place was here, within the walls of the castle of Miroh, as the second Omega of the royal pack.

Ω

A letter from Haru arrived two days later, falling directly into Chan’s hands. It was brief and cold, only the King asking for Chan’s to bring back his brother promptly before War was proclaimed between the two countries.

Chan had immediately called a meeting with his pack, War seemed inevitable and Changbin had prepared their troupe well enough during the two weeks and a half Haru had took to learn Felix was on their territory.

“So what do we do now ?” Hyunjin had refused to even let the option to give Felix back to Haru as an option. 

“We need to play this well,” Jeongin said, pointing at the map of the border between the two kingdoms. “They are going to attack from the forest where we found Felix,” he explained “so we need to secure this area first.”

“You are right,” Changbin nodded, “We need to secure the open areas where we could be easily attacked.”

“We need to overthrow him,” Felix said surprising all of them,  “Ha-Seok has no children, he is not even mated, I’m the next in line for the throne, if we can prove to the population he killed our parents and tried to kill me then I could be King and end all the misery he provoked.”

“That’s actually smart,” Seungmin agreed, “If you join our pack then we could bring our two kingdoms together.” 

“No opposition ?” Chan asked all of them, before standing up from his seat. “Let's get this in motion then.”

Ω

Ha-Seok was losing.

Felix had been smarter than him, releasing a statement signed with his name about how he had killed their parents and tried to kill his little brother, causing riots across the country the population refusing to have a murdered as their King. 

He was hanging by a small threat, his reputation as a King shattered to the ground, his Army totally disorganised. Ha-Seok couldn’t respond to his brother’s provocations, the Omega was hiding himself behind the great Bang Chan giving the total liberty to act however he wanted.

The King of Haru hated him, he had always did, his brother always shone brighter than him. 

He wanted Felix to suffer, the rage blinding him from their brotherly bond, it didn’t matter they were strangers now. He wanted him dead.

But it was already too late.

Miroh’s Army was getting closer from the Capital, forced to live recluse inside his own castle, his foolish pack long gone to another country. 

Ha-Seok wasn’t surprised when Bang Chan himself forced open the castle gates, fresh blood on his silver armour looking like death itself. “I was waiting for you” Ha-Seok had said, getting up from his throne and walking down the three steps of stairs, his sword in his hand. 

“Why ?” 

“To make you watch my death,” Ha-seok answered, pushing his own sword inside his chest, killing himself in front of Chan. Felix may have won but he had chosen his death himself, letting an unforgettable print within the walls of the castle.

Ω

The whole pack was here to watch their mate be crowned King of Haru, Bang Felix was the new ruling King.

After the stunt Lee Ha-Seok had pulled, Chan had gone back home forming a temporary council to rule the kingdom with people Felix trusted. He needed his pack, he needed their comfort.

In the next two weeks, Felix’s heat came and as agreed before. He spent his heat with Chan bonding with him and making him an official member of the pack. He was Bang Felix now, the second Omega of the Kingdom of Miroh and crowned king of Haru. 

The two territories becoming one, the kingdom of Levanter, a new beginning.

Felix had found his place, right in Chan’s arms, in Hyunjin’s cuddles, in Jisung’s gummy smile, in Seungmin never ending fondness, in Minho’s sweet love, in Changbin’s embrace and in Jeongin never ending teasing.

He could just be happy now, he was loved and loved them to the moon and back.

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Chan was born in it, the Bang Clan was one of the most powerful in South Korea. He had seen so much blood and violence along the years making kind of immune to the all thing. The all Mafia set up, he had been leading since he was seventeen years old. His dad had been killed too young in a gunfight during a drug deal gone wrong.

He was called the ice prince Bang Chan in the streets, cold to everything known to men. He ruled his empire without an ounce of warmth choosing to keep things in check as much as possible. 

Bang Chan all persona was a mystery, the only glimpses reflecting a cold hearted tactician with a growing business, conquering almost half of Seoul’s streets. 

His inner circle, his closest men were a small group of seven people calling themselves Stray Kids. They lived along Bang Chan in the outskirts of Seoul, in the leader’s family home. 

His right arm was a year younger than him, his childhood friend. His own dad had worked for Chan’s family before letting his position to his son, Lee Minho. Their main assassin and expert at cleaning up any mess. He put Chan’s orders in motion most of the time. 

Stray Kids’ representative in the mob world was a pretty face called Hwang Hyunjin expert in maintaining the social status of their organization, he had contacts all over Asia and beyond. 

Their weapon specialist was a puppy looking man called Kim Seungmin, he looked soft but had all the knowledge to make your death seems like a mere accident, He was one of the youngest out of the band. 

Lee Felix and Seo Changbin respectively managed the two main branches in the empire. Felix managed the drug factories and dealing while Changbin took care of the clubs and their casino, Chan could trust them to have his back. 

Han Jisung was a shy introvert Chan has went with school with, he was an IT expert, managing all their software and tracking every member of the gang. He was a key member to Chan, he was a prodigy with numbers. 

Their last member was the youngest and less experimenced among them, Yang Jeongin a runaway from Busan. Changbin had found him trying to steal in one of their club. 

Chan had wanted to kill him first, no one got away from trying to harm their organization but he was young and severely underweight so he had made an exception to make him the last member of his inner circle. 

Jeongin didn’t have a fixed job yet, going around the seventh others helping the best he could. 

Chan could only admire how devoted he had gotten within two years of working with them, he could be considered an official member now. 

The anniversary of the creation of the Bang Clan was coming up during the week and of course, Chan had organized a grand gathering along with Minho as a reminder of how powerful they were. 

One of the most prestigious hotel had been booked, the most expensive champagne bought in countless quantity and the most powerful families convived. 

Chan was determined to show he was the ultimate leader at this gathering. 

The night before the anniversary, he couldn’t fall sleep at all, the man had always suffered from severe insomnia but tonight the stress was making it ten times worst. He decided he couldn’t stay in his bed when one am came and he he sas still awake, 

He made his to the garden, set on breathing some fresh air and somehow relax before trying to sleep again.

The garden behind the house was even bigger than the house itself, Chan had played hide and seek with Minho every Wednesday afternoon when they were younger. He knew every corner of the space, every tree.

He took the paved way down the garden and was surprised to remark he wasn’t alone, Jeongin was sitting in front of the roses his dear mom had planted when Chan was still a child. 

Jeongin’s platinum hair stood out in the dark starry night, Chan made his way to him greeting him with a small smile before sitting down next on the bench next to him. «How come you are still awake ? » He asked the younger.

« I have trouble to sleep sometimes » Jeongin tried to explained, putting his hand inside his jacket. And Chan could only relate to his statement. 

« Same » He simply answered and then took a deep breath, settling in the comforting silence. He couldn’t explain but Jeongin had always tingled some kind of curiosity within himself. The younger spoke rarely of his life in Busan or how he had ended up in the club the night Changbin had found him.

Chan had lived all his life focused on work, on way to grow his business, on setting up his dynastie after his father death. 

He didn’t do feelings or relationships, his closest men being the persons closest to him.

But he didn’t saw Jeongin like he saw Changbin or Jisung, he was just curious. 

« What about you ? » Jeongin asked, it was the first time he saw Chan outside at such an hour, « how come you are still awake when you have such an important day tomorrow ? »

« What can I say ? Even gang leaders have a weakness. »

Jeongin could only laugh at that. « God, sleep is the ice prince wearkness »

« The ice prince ? » Chan asked, it was the first time he was hearing this one.

« I was helping Felix at the main drug dealing site last time and we heard some lower members talk about the ice prince with a stoic face and empty eyes. » Jeongin told him a small smile on his face,

Chan only found the sight alluring, «  That explain why Minho called me Olaf last time. »

Jeongin laughed again and Chan couldn’t help but like the sound, the little glimpse of joy making his own heart swell.

« I think they are wrong » Jeongin turned his head to look at him in the eyes. 

« How ? » Chan said, totally mesmerized by his starry eyes.

« An ice Prince wouldn’t have welcomed a run away into his house. » Jeongin explained, his cheeks burning red. 

When Chan returned to his bedroom later that night, he fell asleep to joyful laughter and blushing cheeks. 

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Gold. 

There was gold everywhere, Chan had personally chosen the color for the party. The eight of them were all out tonight, a really rare thing since they avoided it cautious of being attacked at any time. 

But tonight was different, not even a fool would attack them on their own territory and the invitations had been selectives. 

Chan was dressed all black, in a formal suit, his black was pushed away from his face. He smiled at every leader present in the ball room.  He wanted to make a good impression tonight.

Flute of champagne in his hand, he took a small sip before looking around and finding Jeongin standing the far end of the bar, he looked quite good tonight. His platinum hair brushed to the side and a deep blue suit gracing his figure. He had his own glass in front of him.

He was speaking to someone, the son of one of the leader present. Chan couldn’t explain but he felt the younger quite displeased with the interaction. He made his way to the bar, not liking it one bit. 

The man in front of Jeongin had the time to move, getting his face close to the younger. The blonde man pushed himself as far as possible from him, uncomfortable. Chan watched him trying to get a little more pushy before he got to them.

 « What do you think you are doing ? » He asked positioning himself between them, grabbing Jeongin by the waist and putting him behind him.

The other man scoffed clearly not liking Chan compromising his plan. « We were just having fun. » He downplayed it.

Chan looked behind him and Jeongin was clearly unwell, still shaking from the interaction. « I think you clearly want to correct that statement if you don’t want to talk out here missing your fingers. » He threatened. 

« Hyung, » He heard softly from behind him. « Don’t. » Jeongin rested his hand on his back.

« Who do you think you are to threaten Jung Minsoo’s son ? » The foolish man called back and Chan felt his cool melt away. 

He got closer to him, grabbing him by his tie to make direct eye contact with him. His flute falling on the floor and making everyone look at them. «Who do I think I am ? » Chan repeated, leader mode on.  « I’m fucking out of your reach, so you better watch how you speak to me. »

Chan saw the man gulp down any words he wanted to add, he let go of his tie and signaled Minho to come and take care of him. He took Jeongin’s hand behind him and made his way outside, passing every look in their direction. 

« Are you okay ? » Chan asked once they were outside, Jeongin nodded. The younger took his time to take a deep breath. Resting against the wall, he looked a bit pale.

« I’m okay, it wasn’t the first time. » He answered, taking Chan by surprise. That made him feel worse somehow.

«That shouldn’t be the case Jeongin, » Chan sighed, clearly displeased  « You don’t deserve to be treated that way. »

Jeongin smiled at that. « I’m an easy target, I just need to wear some make up and dress up and men see me as some plaything. He said I would look pretty begging for it. I have no name in this world Chan hyung, I’m a helpless soul, you have been kind to take under your wing. » He said sadly.

Chan was going to kill this fucking prick, he was going to show no mercy. « I’m sorry Jeongin, I swear he is going to pay for his dirty mouth and putting his hands on you. »

Chan has already turned around to go back inside and ask Minho to lock their rude guest in the torture when Jeongin gripped his jacket sleeve between his fingers. « Don’t go. » He mumbled. « Stay a little longer. »

And Chan just did that. 

Later that night when the festivities were over and Jeongin had went home with Jisung and Hyunjin. Chan had the Jung heir locked up in their torture room. He wasn’t letting him go unpunished for touching one of his members.

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The words had spread across Seoul, The ice Prince wasn’t so icy. Chan grabbing one of his associate's sons for a certain platinum haired man had made the tour of the town. Jeongin being a new member wasn’t that well known so he was kind of mysterious to them.

Because of this one incident, he was already called Chan’s wearkness, maybe the way to irritate the powerful leader and make him mad. 

The Jung clan had been humiliated that night and they sure weren't going to stay put. Jung Minjun had not learned his lesson. Chan had let him go without much damage except a black eye and a missing finger. 

But Minjun was fuming for being humiliated and his target was clear, Chan little protégé he had seen last night. It was all his fault after all. 

One week after the party, Jeongin was assisting Changbin at one of the main club downtown. It was a big night with a big poker game organized so the older one needed a helping hand. 

The club was divided in two parts, the dance floor and bar on the ground floor while the main activities tool-k place upstairs in a special designated place. Jeongin was downstairs taking a break from the tense atmosphere when a man approached him. He had never seen him before, he blocked the young man against the bar, back facing the camera at the corner of the room.

He had a gun, hidden under his leather jacket and pointed directly into Jeongin’s lower stomach. « Move. » He simply said, nodding out to the door. Jeongin was screwed, Changbin was upstairs and if he alarmed anyone he was surely dying tonight. 

So he choose to move ahead of the man, praying in his head that Jisung was watching them and notice something was wrong.

They walked toward the exit of the club, Jeongin had no time to react before a cloth was covering his mouth, passing out from the chloroform smell. 

He was being kidnapped.

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Chan was at home, in his office. He was looking over some reports when his cellphone rang. Changbin was calling, that was weird. The younger hardly called when he was working at the club.

The gang leader answered his phone and almost dropped the device. Jeongin was gone, the CCTV showed him being forced out around 11PM. Changbin was repeating how sorry he was, how it was his fault. Chan gulped down any reproach he had to make. 

They needed to get Jeongin back and fast or else he was going to go insane. 

When Chan left his office going down the hall to Jisung’s, the younger was already at work. Narrowing down a perimeter where the stupid black van could be.

Chan’s phone rang again, this time it was an unknown number. He showed his phone to the younger, ready to track the caller wherever he was. Chan answered his phone for the second time that night.

« Bang Chan, » A teasing voice greeted from the other side. « I have something belonging to you. »

There was some shuffling before he spoke again. « Why don’t you scream for us sweetheart. » 

Then Chan heard the most heartbreaking sound ever, Jeongin screaming in pain followed by sobbing. « Shh, » The man cooed, « It will be over soon. »

It was Jung, Chan know this fucking voice. « Jung, » Chan growled, pissed off, gripping his phone with too much force. « How dare you, I thought you had learned your lesson but here you are acting out and touching that’s mine. » 

« He is in my hand now Bang Chan so he no longer is yours. » 

« I’m going to destroy you and burn your whole clan to the ground. » Chan said blinded by his madness.

Jung Minjun had the audacity to laugh. « Fucking come Bang Chan so your little doll can join your poor father, »

« Jung-, »

« I will call you back, good luck Ice Prince. » Minjun ended the call, making Chan’s blood boil even more. 

« Please tell me you got his localization. » Chan asked Jisung, the younger nodded. He was pretty good at his job. 

« One of their safe house in the south territory, one hour and a half away. » Jisung explained, sending him the address. « I will call for backup, you shall go hyung. »

Chan thanked him, he got his bulletproof vest on, took his favorite gun, his key car and ran to his car. 

The Jung clan was fucking dead.

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Getting Jeongin back was easy, Chan’s men were the double of Jung’s. With Jisung monitoring, they had conquered the building. 

« I think I found him hyung, » Minho signaled in his earpiece, « But he is not alone, Jung retrenched with him inside. »  ``

Chan cursed under his breath, he needed to get there. « Give me your position Minho. I’m the one Jung wants. » 

« Hyung please-, »

« Now Minho. » Chan cut him off. Minho gave up any remark and gave his leader his position. 

Jung was really waiting for him, holding Jeongin to his chest, his gun pointed to his head. « I was waiting for you Bang Chan. » His voice was shaky and Chan could feel his distress from the other side of the room.

« Let him go, » The sight of Jeongin, white shirt covered in blood, his pale skin and platinum hair dirty made his inside churn. He was still conscious but looked weak. 

Chan pointed his gun to the ceiling, in a way to surrender. He had to wait until Minjun could be taken down by Seungmin and his sniper. « Drop your fucking gun. » The man in front of him asked and Chan did it immediately. 

« Just a little more hyung. » He heard in his earpiece.

« Give him to me and I will think about sparing your life. » Chan said, taking a step closer.  Minjun moved a little to the right, Chan hoped it was enough, the situation was getting worse. 

« I think you better reconsider right now. » Minsoo moved his finger in front of the trigger. Chan froze, it was over and he had failed.

A  shot sound.

« I got him hyung. » 

Minjun was dead, fallen at Jeongin’s feet. Chan was quick to move, catching the younger man before he could fall on the floor.                                                                                                                            

« We are going home Innie. »

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As expected, Jeongin was in a critical state. He had lost too much blood and was severely wounded. He had been unconscious all this time. It had been more than forty-eight hours and he still looked as pale as when Chan had rescued him. 

He didn’t like it one bit.

Chan still had work to do, the Jung clan had been hunted down and burnt to ashes but he still had some organization to do on his new territories. Hyunjin had promised to keep an eye on Jeongin while he was gone.

Jeongin woke up when Chan was still out. « Hi Innie, how are you feeling ? » Hyunjin asked him, holding out a glass of water. The younger drank half of it, wincing trying to straighten up on the bed. « Careful, » Hyunjin helped him.

« I think I’m okay. » Innie smiled shyly. « What happened ? » 

« Jung Minjun, » Hyunjin simply said, taking his phone and a quick text to the others. « He was foolish enough to challenge Chan hyung. » 

Hyunjin couldn’t help but notice the way Jeongin’s eyes lit up when he mentioned Chan. 

« I didn’t know you liked him so much. » Hyunjin teased him. « I mean he was pretty scary when you were gone. » 

« What are you even talking about-. »

« INNIE ! » a loud voice interrupted them, Jisung barged in the room with his signature grind. « Welcome back baby. »

Jeongin winced at this, his head still pounding painfully. « Fuck, I already miss being unconscious. » he mumbled, pouting.

Jisung gasped clearly hurt by his words. « How dare you if it weren’t me you would already be dead. » 

« Then I wouldn’t be annoyed by you. »

« You bitch »

« Yah Han Jisung. » Hyunjin scolded him. « No insult to the baby. » 

« But hyung-; »

« Shut up, if he complain to Chan hyung you are dead meat. » Hyunjin reminded him. 

Jisung gulped down anything he wanted to had after this, getting scolded by Chan was never nice. « I’m sorry Innie, please forgive me. »

« Why would Chan hyung even say anything ? » Jeongin asked them totally clueless.

« Oh baby, » Hyunjin cooed, while Jisung took a seat at the end of his bed. « You are in for a surprise. » 

Jisung got a text after that, saying they had to be in the meeting room in ten minutes so both of them made sure Jeongin was alright before going out on their duty. The young man pouted, sad to have been left alone but he was clearly in no state to be out of bed. 

He closed his eyes, taking a small breath, liking the calm nonetheless. When he heard his door open. Jeongin opened his eyes, it was Chan. His face alone made the vivid memories of his nightmare comeback. Jung Minjun had tortured him and used him as a bait. His breath caught in his throat, slowly becoming raged. 

He was having a panic attack. 

Chan seemed taken aback, his sobbing was the only sound in the room. The leader didn’t lose any time, rushing to his bed and sitting at the edge in front of him. « Look at me Innie, » Chan said softly, showing him how to breathe. He rested his hand delicately on his cheek. « Breath slowly baby. »

Hyunjin had called him that earlier but it clearly didn’t have the same effect when Chan said it. 

It seemed a long time before Jeongin could breathe normally again. « I’m sorry hyung. » He said, trying to find his voice after crying his soul out.  

« What ? » Chan didn’t understand.

Jeongin lowered his head, afraid to look Chan in his eyes. « It was my fault, you could have been killed, you are our leader and we should sacrifice ourselves for your life not the other way around. »

« Jeongin what-; »

« I’m worth nothing compared to you. » He said, breaking Chan’s heart a little more. 

Jeongin was too pure for this world, he was looking terrible, patched up everywhere, pale and frail but there he was saying he was in the wrong when Chan and his team members had been careless in his own safety resulting in the literal nightmare he had gone through.

Chan took a deep breath trying his best to explain in the best way possible, « You are Yang Jeongin, the youngest of Stray Kids. You are worth so much more than what you think, to our members out here and to me. You mean so much to me, I was mad, fuming when Changbin called me that night. I needed to rescue you by any way possible because you matter and-; » 

Chan cut himself off, not really sure on how to finish his sentence. « I think I like you. » He decided to say, unveiling the truth he had admitted since the night in the garden. 

« No, » Jeongin said under his breath, but Chan caught it. « You can’t. » 

« I do, » Chan said, resting his hand against his cheek again. « You are the only one warming up my heart the way you do. » He caressed the younger lower lip with his thumb lightly. « Believe me Innie please, you burn inside the ice prince heart. » 

Jeongin didn’t add anything, putting his hand on the back on Chan’s neck and bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss. 

Chan was melting his heart too. 

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« Jeongin can you hear me ? He is hiding in the third room on the left. » 

Jeongin ran faster, guided by Jisung it was always easy. It had become one of his favorite thing, chasing the hopeless thinking they could fool Stray Kids. 

Tonight it was the head of the staff of their casino, the man had been terribly stupid, stealing a part of their daily benefits. Jisung had found the trick, two weeks later during one of his monthly checks of their accounting. 

It was Jeongin’s turn now, tracking him down and bringing him to the torture room to get back their precious money.

And it was so fucking easy.

Jeongin broke down the door, surprising the man inside and jabbed his gun at his head efficiently making him unconscious. 

« I got him, » He said to Jisung, «Call in the team, we are taking him. »

When Jeongin opened the door to the torture room later that night, Mister Kim was already inside, cuffed to a chair in the middle of the room.  

« Hello, » He smiled, putting on his black plastic gloves, taking out one of the small blades on the side of the room and holding it against the man’s neck, breaking the skin a little. « You have ten second to tell me where the money is or I swear, it’s going to fucking hurt. »

The man started screaming he was innocent, making Jeongin annoyed already. He didn’t waste time and swung the small knife directly in the man's left thigh, making him scream in hurt. 

The door to the torture room opened. « Oh look at that, the leader himself gracing us of his presence. You are lucky Mister Kim. » He put a little more pressure on the knife making the man scream again. « He is all your my love. » He smiled up at Chan, pecking his lips, making his way to the door.

« See you at home. » Chan called out after him. « Love you. »

He heard a distant love you too and got to work, he already wanted to go home and Innie was wrong, the fate of Mister Kim was much worse in his hands.

Later, when he got into his bedroom after a shower to get rid of all the blood on his skin, Jeongin was waiting for him.

« That was fast. » He took note, putting his phone aside and patting the space next to him urging Chan to come to bed. The older complied, cuddling up to him. 

« I love you Jeongin, » He said kissing his hair, his boyfriend was much more confident now, accepting to live fully as Chan’s partner, helping him to rule their organization. «So much. »

« Me too, I love you. » Jeongin said, resting his head against his neck. 

His time as the icy leader was gone, letting place for the hottest couple reign.