Bottom Jilix Oneshots

Chan x Jilix - Crushing on Channie

[There was no doubt about it: Bang Chan was hot. Hot to the point even Felix got dragged into it, only to pull Jisung down with him. And oh, did they not understand how good their leader was at finding things out. And what a sight their leader ended up finding out]

TW: exhibition, power dynamic play, biting kink 0-0, slight submission, we stan power bottom Lix in this household and tricks

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"Fucking hell..."

Han Jisung's head turned toward his best friend; Lee Felix was scrolling on his phone in their tour-based hotel room the two of them had been sharing. They were just about done with performing for their fans before they got to go home. The silver-haired man was biting down on his lip, eyes seeming focused heavily on something.

"Yes?" The older out of the two of them echoed. He never knew what Felix was up to even with them being so close.

"Have you seen the TikTok edits of Channie?" Felix asked, blue eyes flicking to him before moving back to his phone. He patted the bed. "He's so hot! Come, come see."

Jisung didn't even bother to roll his eyes at Felix, moving from the table and desk he had been writing at as a composer to appeal to his best friend. He's always done that; following what other people say and how they act, ever since he was a little kid. An Introvert.

Fear factored in as the phone screen was suddenly available to look at. Jisung has always noticed how built Bang Chan, their group leader was, of course he has; everyone who has ever just glanced at Chan has had to do a double take due to the elder's glorious figure. Rock hard abs that Felix had mentioned biting more than once; raven-wing black hair that was usually matted to his head due to continuously working out; and don't get him started on how sweat would roll down Chan's neck and arms, making him practically sparkle. God, the images that he could portray over and over again.

What if he liked Chan? How would the band's relationship change if he admitted to wanting Chan in more ways than one. Though, not that he'd ever admit it, for he was way too shy to say something so boldly and so out of pocket.

The two of them propped up against the flimsy headboard, the Iphone in Felix's small hand, red nail polish on his fingernails, and Jisung couldn't help but press his naked lips together at what was playing on loop. Chan, in a sleeveless shirt, sweat dripping from his neck and trailing down into the black tank top, was rolling his body to The Weekend, dancing so sensually Jisung could feel his and Felix's bodies heat up a bit. 

Words caught at his throat. Chan rolling his hips, thrusting as one of his big hands held onto his muscular thigh, that fucking sweat making his neck glisten in the hot stage lights. Jisung was definitely in deep shit. He could just imagine Chan doing that to him, rolling into him sensually and slowly, their mouths attached to one another's. 

God, he was crushing hard.

"Sungie..." Felix spoke right in his ear, making him jump slightly. 

He turned to the pretty freckled boy. "Yeah- Yes?"

A smirk seemed to trap itself on Felix's face. Jisung blushed a similar shade to the younger's red lipstick. "Well well well..." Felix teased, "It seems like Sungie thinks Channie's hot, too. And here I thought he wanted Minho to pound into him instead."

By god, fuck yes is he hot, Jisung thought to himself. "What-"

"Bae, it's okay. Channie is really hot and I wish he'd-"

"Thought you were all for Binnie's muscles," Jisung teased right back, getting his mouth back as was common between the two of them. The blush still coated his cheeks, but a tint of red showed up under the silver-haired man's freckles.