Mischief Managed (Stray Kids Oneshots)

Fighting the Cutest Battle | Yang Jeongin

You sat cross-legged on the floor of the cozy living room, a warm blanket draped over your legs, as the gentle hum of music filled the air. Jeongin was sprawled out on the couch, completely relaxed, with his head resting on a pillow and a content smile playing on his lips. The sight of him was adorable—his tousled hair, the way his eyes crinkled slightly when he smiled, and the faint sprinkle of freckles across his cheeks.

But today was different. Today, you were struggling with an internal battle that had been brewing for weeks: cuteness aggression. It was a term you had read about, and now you found yourself wrestling with it every time you were around Jeongin. It was almost overwhelming—his adorableness made you want to squeeze him tightly or shower him with kisses, but you also feared it would make you look ridiculous.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Jeongin's voice broke through your thoughts, pulling you back to reality. He turned his head to look at you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Uh, nothing," you replied too quickly, avoiding his gaze. The truth was, you were trying to keep your emotions in check, struggling to resist the urge to pounce on him like a puppy eager for attention.

"Nothing? You're making that face again," he teased, sitting up slightly. "You know, the one where you look like you're fighting an internal battle."

You couldn't help but chuckle nervously, your cheeks flushing. "It's just... you're really cute today."

"Today?" he laughed, playfully nudging you with his foot. "I thought I was cute every day!"

"Okay, fair point," you admitted, biting your lip as the urge to ruffle his hair or pinch his cheeks surged through you. "But seriously, you're too cute."

Jeongin's grin widened, and you could see his cheeks flush a light shade of pink. "That's a compliment, right?"

"Yes, but it's a little dangerous," you said, trying to sound serious, but your voice betrayed you with a hint of playful exasperation. "You're so cute that it makes me want to... I don't know, do something drastic!"

"Drastic?" he echoed, raising an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.

"Like, I don't know, smother you with love or something," you said, your heart racing at the thought. You pressed your hands to your cheeks, willing yourself to calm down. "It's like I have this urge to just grab you and—"

"Okay, now I'm really curious," Jeongin interrupted, his eyes wide with excitement. "What exactly would that look like?"

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. "It would involve a lot of hugging and kissing and probably a lot of silly faces because your cuteness makes me lose all self-control!"

He laughed, the sound pure and bright, and your heart swelled. "So you're saying I have this power over you?"

"More like you have a superpower," you admitted, shaking your head in disbelief. "It's not fair! How can you be so cute and make it look so easy?"

Jeongin leaned forward, his expression serious for a moment. "But if it makes you feel that way, then maybe I should tone it down a bit?"

You gasped, caught off guard. "No! Absolutely not! You should be yourself. I just have to find a way to handle my... cuteness aggression."

He snorted, amusement shining in his eyes. "Cuteness aggression? Is that even a real thing?"

"It is!" you insisted, waving your hands dramatically. "I read about it! It's like an internal struggle when something is too cute, and you just want to squeeze it!"

"Then squeeze me!" Jeongin laughed, falling back against the couch dramatically, his arms spread wide. "I dare you!"

Your heart raced as you contemplated the invitation. Part of you was thrilled at the idea, but another part of you fought to maintain some semblance of composure. "I can't just squeeze you! What if I can't stop?"

Jeongin sat up again, a playful smile on his lips. "That sounds like a challenge. You wouldn't want to lose, would you?"

"Okay, okay! You're pushing your luck here!" You could feel your resolve slipping away as you took a step closer. "But if I do this, you have to promise not to laugh at me."

"I promise!" he said, crossing his heart dramatically.

With a determined look, you took a deep breath and lunged at him, arms wrapping around his shoulders as you pulled him into a tight hug. Jeongin let out a surprised squeak, and you couldn't help but giggle, the tension of your internal battle dissipating in an instant.

You buried your face in his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of him as he hugged you back, laughter bubbling up around you both. "See? This is way better than fighting it!"

"Okay, you win," you murmured against his shoulder, feeling utterly content. "I guess I'll just have to embrace the cuteness."

"Good choice," he said softly, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. "Because I think I like this side of you."

You grinned, the weight of your internal struggle lifting completely. "Then let's embrace it together."

With that, you both melted into the moment, laughter and warmth filling the room as you continued to squeeze and kiss, celebrating the undeniable cuteness that was uniquely Jeongin.