✧ stray kids oneshots !

🩹 ✧ 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘏𝘖𝘔𝘌 - 𝘚𝘌𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘚𝘜𝘕𝘎

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04 . 03 . 24
1901 Word Count 🍰

this isn't proofread so there might be a few mistakes n stuff, sorry , I'll try to fix them!!!!!!
𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 ,, 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 ,, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 ,, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 ,, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵 ,, mentions of violence & death. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 !! ~

& ;; Han Jisung had always hated Kim Seungmin. Or so he thought he did. Until one day it all changed.

+ ;; this was a request from minniverses !! I really hope that u like it <33
Im sorryy if this isnt exactly what you expected ,, i wasnt really sure what to do for this story and i decided to do smth with the group predebut and it ended up exploding into this lmao
Also sorry this gets a bit Jisung centric I didn't mean for that to happen but my jisung stan brain just ended up doing that hahah... I also added some chansung on the side scince u mentioned that ship too <33 I'm planning on making a oneshot of them soon btw !! I'm really proud of this story tbh ,, I love how heartfelt it turned out and I hope you all enjoy reading it too !! (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

!?;; feat. Stray Kids

Jisung had never liked many people. He was always the introverted type , people complaining about him being that typical, irritable teenager. Seungmin was the same as all of them, he thought. (key word, thought.) bringing him down with his cruel and sarcastic words at any moment. Oh how Jisung wanted to just slap him in the face every time he saw him, resisting the urge as he knew the company would say something about it. Of course he denied, and denied, why would he care about any of this stupid shit anyway? right. because they always call him mean or annoying. He wasn't really a mean person, ( a little annoying sure , but in a good way, he thought. ) but he always felt as if he had to act like one. Why? Because he was alone. Seungmin on the other hands had always been well liked, Chan even giving him a nod as he personally greeted the older trainees in a respectful way or whatever. Yak. Nonsense. Chan was meant to be on his side. Not that he wasn't, but it still stung a little knowing Chan had respect for a guy he spited so much. Though, deep down, did he hate him at all? Jisung wasn't sure. Maybe he wanted to slap him in the face and scream at him and break down into tears, tear away his heart, slowly but surely. But maybe, maybe that wasn't because he hated him.

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It was because he was jealous. How could he get told off constantly for going on his phone or freestyling too much, not sticking to the fine lines the company wanted to paint him into. Yet this kid (he may have been less than a month younger than him, but he was a kid. Felix was too, in his eyes, though in a positive way, that kid was so sweet he wouldn't even try to find a reason to hate him.) Seungmin on the other hand. Always getting compliments by the company, his friends, etc. Always getting compliments by Chan. It angered him to say the least. "That was such a good practice, Seungmin!" Those words pierced into Jisung's heart, wishing that he would get complimented like that. Why couldn't he do such a good job? He was all rounded, talented, wrote loads of songs? But no. He never felt good enough, never.

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"Want a bit of help?" Seungmin asked, looking over at Jisung grumpily crossing his arms as he stares at him. "Why would I need your help?" He glared as he spoke violently, a screechy and anxious tone to his words as he tried to hold himself together. Oh how he tried. "Why are you always like this to me.. I only wanted to help you with the song.." he muttered. The song? The song Jisung wrote? Who does this kid think he is? Sure he was struggling, but that's his song, not Seungmins. "I literally wrote it and you're asking if I need help?" He said, wanting to break down into tears just like that.