Stray Kids || Reactions, Imagines, and Scenarios

•🔞Jisung || Nothing🔞•

Requested by: @Hannie_Squirrel00

W A R N I N G
THIS IS PORN IN A BOOK!!! Do not read if you do not like reading about sexual content. This does involve penetration and is not intended for younger audiences. View discretion is advised.

Also this is my first smut and won't be my last. I feel like it's kind of all over the place but it's my first time ever writing something remotely sexual so I hope it's at least understandable... I hope you enjoy! 😘

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This involves:

• Daddy Kink
• Dominant Jisung
• Jealously

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Jisung and I had always been close. Since we were young. We went to school together. We auditioned at JYPE together. We went to Prom together. We fell in love with each other. And we had always been happy when we were together. That was up until recently.

Lately Jisung and I had been pretty distant. We had both moved into an apartment together only just a few weeks prior causing us more stress then we needed in our busy schedules. Jisung was going on tour next week and I was flying back to my home country to visit with my family for the coming up weekend before I went on tour myself.

My boyfriend had been getting frustrated over preparation for his tour and had been lacking sleep. So I wasn't that surprised when he shouted at me.

I had gotten home an hour before him and decided to take a rest. I had a busy week and wasn't ready to not see Jisung for over a month in person. I couldn't imagine not seeing him, checking on him, helping him, feeling him.

The thoughts of his beautiful face clouded my mind. His plump pink lips. His cheeky grin. His warm chestnut eyes. His chubby cheeks. His fuzzy eyebrows. Fluffy hair. Sharp jawline. Just the thought of his face sent shivers down my spine. Man I'm going to miss him so much!

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud slam of the front door. "Jisung?" I poked my head out of our shared bedroom to see my boyfriend grab a sprite from the fridge, take a drink, set it down, then made his way to the couch, and collapsed. As quiet as possible I snuck up behind him to wrap my arms around his neck from behind. "Hey baby." I kissed his cheek. "Hey." He replied, grumpy. "What's wrong?"

With frustration laced into his voice he replied, "So much Y/N, can you just leave me alone for a bit?" I just wanted to help him relax. I wanted him to forget about his worries if only for a minute. Maybe I wanted something out of it. But I really did want to help. I began rubbing his shoulders with good intentions but I guess I didn't help. He stood up. "Do you not know what leave me alone means or are you just stupid?!" He stormed off to our room once again slamming the door.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I knew I should've left when I didn't. Why didn't I just listen? I asked myself over and over again as I explained the story to my best friend Chan.

He tried his best to console me telling me I was just trying to help and it wasn't my fault he got angry. The blond haired boy pulled me onto his lap and hugged me tight, allowing me to cry on his shoulder. Chan tried to explain to me what was going on with the group and why Jisung would be so mad but it didn't help much. My boyfriend had never come close to yelling at me before not only for our relationship but because of how sensitive I had always been. And he had definitely never called me negative names. He probably didn't know what he did or that I was even over with Chan.