Wild thoughts | Stray Kids Imagines

Kisses | Hwang Hyunjin

You've spent the entire day with Hyunjin, and it's been nothing short of perfect. From the morning stroll through the park to the quiet dinner at your favorite spot, every moment with him feels effortless, like time doesn't really matter when you're together. Now, you're both back at his apartment, curled up on the couch with a movie playing in the background.

The room is warm, and you're nestled under a blanket, your head resting on his shoulder. As the credits start to roll, you glance at the clock and realize how late it's gotten. With a sigh, you shift, sitting up slightly. "I should probably head home," you say softly, already reaching for your bag.

Immediately, Hyunjin's hand catches yours, halting your movement. "No, don't go yet," he says, his voice taking on a hint of a whine. "Stay a little longer."

You chuckle, gently pulling your hand back. "Hyunjin, it's late. I need to get home."

But he's not having it. With a pout that could melt anyone's heart, he leans closer, his eyes wide and pleading. "What if... I give you a kiss for every minute you stay?"

You blink at him, surprised by the sudden offer. "Hyunjin, that's—"

"Two kisses for every minute," he interrupts, his pout deepening as he inches even closer.

You try to hold back a laugh, shaking your head. "You're not serious."

He quirks an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, I'm very serious. How about... five kisses for every minute?"

You're about to protest when he leans in, brushing a soft kiss against your cheek. It's quick, but enough to send a shiver down your spine. Before you can react, he's kissing you again, this time on the other cheek, then the corner of your mouth.

"Hyunjin..." you begin, but your resolve is already weakening. He knows exactly what he's doing, and he's taking full advantage of it.

"Ten kisses per minute," he whispers, his lips hovering over yours, teasing you with the promise of more. "Think about it. You stay for another ten minutes, and that's a hundred kisses."

You can't help but laugh, even as your heart races at the thought. "You're ridiculous."

"And yet..." He trails off, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss that lingers just a little too long to be innocent. When he pulls back, his eyes are gleaming with mischief. "You haven't left yet."

You sigh, but it's more from the internal battle you're losing than anything else. "Hyunjin, I really should—"

"Fifteen kisses per minute," he cuts you off, the words tumbling out in a rush as if he's afraid you might actually say no. "That's a pretty good deal, don't you think?"

You bite your lip, trying to keep a straight face as you consider his offer. You know you should probably go, but the idea of leaving this warm, cozy bubble you've created with him feels increasingly unappealing.

Sensing your hesitation, Hyunjin leans in again, his lips brushing against your jaw this time, leaving a trail of soft kisses down your neck. "Twenty kisses," he murmurs against your skin, his voice low and tempting. "For every minute you stay."

"Hyunjin..." Your voice comes out weaker than you intended, your resolve crumbling with every kiss he plants on your skin.

"Come on," he coaxes, his lips moving to the other side of your neck. "You can't turn down an offer like that. Just think about it. Every minute you stay, twenty kisses. We could break a record."

You're laughing now, but it's a breathless kind of laugh, the kind that comes from trying to resist something you know you're going to give in to eventually. "And what's the record for?"

He pauses, pulling back just enough to look at you, his expression thoughtful. "The record for the most kisses exchanged in one night, obviously." His eyes are sparkling, and there's a playful grin on his lips that's impossible to resist.

"Is that even a real record?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.

"It is now," he declares, pressing a quick kiss to the tip of your nose. "And we're going to set it. But only if you stay."

You're on the verge of giving in, and he knows it. His hands find their way to your waist, gently pulling you closer as he peppers kisses along your collarbone. "Twenty-five kisses per minute," he whispers, his voice soft and enticing. "And I won't stop until you're completely convinced."

"Hyunjin..." you try one last time, but it's useless. His lips are on yours before you can finish the sentence, kissing you deeply, passionately, in a way that makes you forget everything else. When he finally pulls back, you're both breathless, your heart pounding in your chest.

"Stay," he whispers, his forehead resting against yours. "Please?"

You're out of arguments, out of excuses. All you can do is nod, a small smile tugging at your lips as you finally give in. "Fine," you say, barely able to keep the laughter out of your voice. "I'll stay."

Hyunjin's face lights up, his grin wide and triumphant. "That's what I wanted to hear."

He doesn't waste any time, immediately capturing your lips in another kiss, as if to make good on his promise. You laugh into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulls you even closer, your earlier resolve completely forgotten.

As the night stretches on, the minutes turn into hours, and true to his word, Hyunjin never stops. Every kiss is a reminder of why you couldn't say no, and with each one, you're more certain that staying was the right choice.

Because with Hyunjin, every moment feels like a kiss you never want to end.