STRAY KIDS X READER PLEASE READ THIS ENTIRE NOTE AND UNDERSTAND THE TAGS. THIS FIC STARTS VERY ROUGH. It's definitely not for the faint of heart and contains BDSM and mild NC You just really didn't know what you were getting into when you decided to take them up on their offer... ROUGH 18+!! CNC and BDSM. This is my very first fanfic so feel free to leave critiques. This is a work of FICTION where the female reader gets to sleep with the members of Stray Kids while traveling with them on tour, without any slut shaming. While there's a lot of story and some nice sex, there's also some very rough stuff in this work, especially at first: sub reader, a couple of non-consent scenes, double penetration and a lot of spanking - so please DNI if you have problems with any of that. Again, this is a FANTASY, and in no way am I actually attributing these attitudes or actions to the men who are mentioned here. They are merely used as characters in a fantasy. Because they are hot. As fuck.

Chapter Length: 3k-5k words When Y/N moves to Seoul to chase the dream of becoming a novelist, she expects loneliness, small apartments, late-night coffee shifts, and the humbling chaos of starting over. She does not expect Hwang Hyunjin. Her new neighbor is the kind of beautiful she's only ever written about. Tall. Sharp. Dark-eyed. Too artistic for the world that demands so much of him. Too moody for his own good. And somehow always standing in the hall at the exact moment she steps out of her apartment - amused, curious, calling her "princess" with a voice that slips under her skin. They start as almost-enemies, a strange dance of irritation and unwanted chemistry. Then come the coincidences. The stolen glances. The late-night balcony talks. The quiet moments she shouldn't miss as much as she does. Hyunjin keeps teasing her. Y/N keeps pretending she hates it. Neither of them stop falling. He carries her through the winter nights. She becomes the softness he didn't know he needed. A drunken confession slips through her lips. And suddenly, everything is too close, too warm, too dangerous to ignore. They were supposed to be neighbors. Nothing more. But the walls are thin, the nights are cold, and falling in love with the boy next door is much harder to avoid when he's the one holding you every time you stumble.

Her. Her. Her. It was always her. In the glittering chaos of the K-pop world, Jaeyun and Bang Chan are stars orbiting the same sun - too close to avoid collision, too prideful to admit the gravity pulling them together. Once rivals, now friends, their every interaction is a tightrope of lingering glances and sharp words, interviews filled with polite smiles masking something far messier beneath. Behind the scenes, it's different. The tension between them crackles like static - years of unresolved feelings, jealousy, and what-ifs simmering under perfect stage personas. Every accidental brush of fingers, every afterparty glance, feels like a countdown to something inevitable. They're fire and gasoline, all quiet fury and stolen moments behind locked doors. But passion this intense always demands a price. Secrets. Regret. The kind of ache that doesn't fade when the lights go down. As the line blurs between hate and desire, Jaeyun and Bang Chan are forced to ask themselves: are they destroying each other, or finally setting themselves free? A Bangchan x reader ff! Complete. ꨄ angst+fluff+smut. slowburn. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #9 - stay #19 - kpopimagines #2 - jypnation 🥈 #80 - ynstories #15 - kpopfanfic #5 - bangchan #124 - kpop #26 - tension #70 - hyunjin #41 - chan #18 - kpopff #32 - han #1 - changbin 🥇 #56 - jeongin #134 - seungmin #1 - leeknow 🥇 #8 - bangchanff