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Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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genre strangers to lovers, romance, fluff, slight angst later, happy ending, social media, not meant to be, someday
summary Australia is considered home for two of the eight members. When two tour dates are scheduled for the land down under, the boys can't help but want to spend a bit more time there to visit family and do a little sightseeing. So how do they convince the company that they need to stay a couple weeks? Filming some SKZ Code episodes.
A local riding school just outside the city with amazing reviews for their skilled instructors and beautiful horses is hosting a very popular kpop group to film their experiences. Y/N knows the group well and she just so happens to be their star working student.
status ongoing
taglist OPEN
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It felt good to walk into the JYP building beside Felix and Jeongin rather than behind them. Of course you all had ball caps and masks over your faces. And, yes, it was after hours by that point so there also wasn’t much of a crowd. But it still felt good.
You also can’t deny that it felt good to have Felix advocating for you so strongly. Even if it stung to see the devastated look on Seungmin’s face when Felix stood between you like a barricade and forced him to sit across the room from you. You sat in Chan’s desk chair while the rest of them sat crowded around the studio couch, half of them looking guilty and pitiful while the others sharing looks mixed with anger or confusion.
By the time it was all over, there was a clear and mutual understanding of how to move forward while you were still visiting. No more forcing you to take the stairs. No more walking places like you’re a ghost just following them.
Minho was the one who surprised you the most, a quiet glare shot towards his leader and the troublemaking younger anytime they spoke, and even spouting off with an argument when the conversation would veer off topic. Then gave you a tight hug afterwards that made your back crack pleasantly.
“I’ve never had a sister before. But I definitely won’t allow you to be treated poorly,” he told you with a seriousness on his face that spoke even louder than his words. It was honestly touching.
Changbin was another who instantly came to your defense. Even if he did agree that it still needed to be handled delicately, he got loud when he heard about the schedule incident that morning.
It made your heart feel full when Seungmin apologized so sincerely. Promising to never force you into an uncomfortable situation again. And making you promise to always tell him if you feel that way so he can fix it.
That’s all you could ask for. All you wanted out of this. An open line of communication.
And now, you have Seungmin all to yourself in your hotel room. Ball caps tossed on top of your luggage, shoes kicked off by the door, and limbs tangled under the thick down comforter.
It feels like a dream again. Like the world disappears outside of your little bubble. Even if it's just for a moment. Every bubble has to pop eventually.
But you cling to the time you have now, arms wrapped tightly around him as he kisses a line up the column of your throat. Your eyes flutter shut, breath escaping as a sigh. His hands leave a trail of fire across your skin, every caress like a spark on gasoline, leaving an inferno burning in your chest. The months of lonely nights making every touch that much more meaningful, every press of his lips more important.
You didn't mean to start tearing up, for your voice to wobble when you whisper his name.
He freezes at the sound, head lifting as his eyes find yours, arms tightening around you for comfort. "Y/N?" It's just your name. Just a simple lilt in his voice to ask if you're alright. It wasn't supposed to release the floodgates.
Your face buries in his shoulder, his arms pulling you closer, palm gently petting down your hair, humming soft and sweet reassurances in your ear. You suck in a shaky breath, forcing the rampant emotions down.
Seungmin is patient, letting you settle in the comfort of his arms, a solid anchor to keep you steady. When the air in your lungs feels less suffocating, your body feels lighter, everything you’ve been holding in finally lifted off your chest.
A soft sigh leaves you, limbs relaxing as you melt into his warmth wrapped around you. The light rumble of a chuckle emanates from his chest and you lift your head to look at him. The look of adoration on his face brings a flush to your cheeks. His fingers brush across the pinkened skin, wiping away a streak of moisture that’s still drying there.
"I'm sorry," you whisper embarrassed, ducking your chin. He tilts your head up so your eyes meet again.
“I should be the one groveling for your forgiveness. Not the other way around,” he says in assurance. You pause a moment.
"You're probably right," you joke with a giggle. He chuckles along and squeezes you tightly like before.
"I've really missed you." Tears threaten to fill your waterline but you fight them back, a smile spreading across your face so wide it might hurt if it lasts too long.
"Then let's not waste any more of our time together," you agree, leaning forward to capture his lips.
His kisses are eager, lavishing you in affection. Your hands wander, brushing over lean muscle, trailing a path that you try to commit to memory. His body moves over yours, the heat building back up as if you'd never stopped. Your nails rake along his back, marking his skin. He nips at your neck, you gasp at the pleasant sting.
He groans your name as his tongue soothes the spot on your neck. The world had completely faded out of existence, nothing else matters but you and him. Together.
The two of you lay tangled around each other while you come down from the high. Seungmin kisses your temple and rubs soft patterns along your bicep, your head resting on his shoulder.
There’s a calm air in the dim light of the hotel room. You can’t help but want to stay like this forever. The only thing in the world that either of you care about is each other. Not your job. Not his fame. Not the distance.
Just you. Just Seungmin.
Minutes turn into close to an hour but it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. Both of you content with holding one another and basking in the comforts of pillow talk. Eventually, Seungmin stretches his arms over his head with a dramatic, satisfied groan. You smile when he leans back down to press another kiss to your forehead before shuffling to the edge of the bed.
“I’ll go get us something to drink from a vending machine,” he says as he slides on his clothes from off the floor.
You respond with a hum, letting yourself stretch your stiffening muscles like he had. When you open your eyes again to look at him, he was reaching forward for his shirt, his bare back on full display. You stare at the red marks your nails had left on his skin. Traces that tonight was real.
That he is yours and you are his.
“Ok,” you whisper, throat feeling drier than before.
He takes the extra time to press another kiss to your scalp before heading out the door, leaving you with flushed cheeks and a warmth settling in your chest that you never want to forget.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
genre strangers to lovers, romance, fluff, slight angst later, happy ending, social media, not meant to be, someday
summary Australia is considered home for two of the eight members. When two tour dates are scheduled for the land down under, the boys can't help but want to spend a bit more time there to visit family and do a little sightseeing. So how do they convince the company that they need to stay a couple weeks? Filming some SKZ Code episodes.
A local riding school just outside the city with amazing reviews for their skilled instructors and beautiful horses is hosting a very popular kpop group to film their experiences. Y/N knows the group well and she just so happens to be their star working student.
status ongoing
taglist OPEN
previous I masterlist | next
~*~
~*~
It felt good to walk into the JYP building beside Felix and Jeongin rather than behind them. Of course you all had ball caps and masks over your faces. And, yes, it was after hours by that point so there also wasn’t much of a crowd. But it still felt good.
You also can’t deny that it felt good to have Felix advocating for you so strongly. Even if it stung to see the devastated look on Seungmin’s face when Felix stood between you like a barricade and forced him to sit across the room from you. You sat in Chan’s desk chair while the rest of them sat crowded around the studio couch, half of them looking guilty and pitiful while the others sharing looks mixed with anger or confusion.
By the time it was all over, there was a clear and mutual understanding of how to move forward while you were still visiting. No more forcing you to take the stairs. No more walking places like you’re a ghost just following them.
Minho was the one who surprised you the most, a quiet glare shot towards his leader and the troublemaking younger anytime they spoke, and even spouting off with an argument when the conversation would veer off topic. Then gave you a tight hug afterwards that made your back crack pleasantly.
“I’ve never had a sister before. But I definitely won’t allow you to be treated poorly,” he told you with a seriousness on his face that spoke even louder than his words. It was honestly touching.
Changbin was another who instantly came to your defense. Even if he did agree that it still needed to be handled delicately, he got loud when he heard about the schedule incident that morning.
It made your heart feel full when Seungmin apologized so sincerely. Promising to never force you into an uncomfortable situation again. And making you promise to always tell him if you feel that way so he can fix it.
That’s all you could ask for. All you wanted out of this. An open line of communication.
And now, you have Seungmin all to yourself in your hotel room. Ball caps tossed on top of your luggage, shoes kicked off by the door, and limbs tangled under the thick down comforter.
It feels like a dream again. Like the world disappears outside of your little bubble. Even if it's just for a moment. Every bubble has to pop eventually.
But you cling to the time you have now, arms wrapped tightly around him as he kisses a line up the column of your throat. Your eyes flutter shut, breath escaping as a sigh. His hands leave a trail of fire across your skin, every caress like a spark on gasoline, leaving an inferno burning in your chest. The months of lonely nights making every touch that much more meaningful, every press of his lips more important.
You didn't mean to start tearing up, for your voice to wobble when you whisper his name.
He freezes at the sound, head lifting as his eyes find yours, arms tightening around you for comfort. "Y/N?" It's just your name. Just a simple lilt in his voice to ask if you're alright. It wasn't supposed to release the floodgates.
Your face buries in his shoulder, his arms pulling you closer, palm gently petting down your hair, humming soft and sweet reassurances in your ear. You suck in a shaky breath, forcing the rampant emotions down.
Seungmin is patient, letting you settle in the comfort of his arms, a solid anchor to keep you steady. When the air in your lungs feels less suffocating, your body feels lighter, everything you’ve been holding in finally lifted off your chest.
A soft sigh leaves you, limbs relaxing as you melt into his warmth wrapped around you. The light rumble of a chuckle emanates from his chest and you lift your head to look at him. The look of adoration on his face brings a flush to your cheeks. His fingers brush across the pinkened skin, wiping away a streak of moisture that’s still drying there.
"I'm sorry," you whisper embarrassed, ducking your chin. He tilts your head up so your eyes meet again.
“I should be the one groveling for your forgiveness. Not the other way around,” he says in assurance. You pause a moment.
"You're probably right," you joke with a giggle. He chuckles along and squeezes you tightly like before.
"I've really missed you." Tears threaten to fill your waterline but you fight them back, a smile spreading across your face so wide it might hurt if it lasts too long.
"Then let's not waste any more of our time together," you agree, leaning forward to capture his lips.
His kisses are eager, lavishing you in affection. Your hands wander, brushing over lean muscle, trailing a path that you try to commit to memory. His body moves over yours, the heat building back up as if you'd never stopped. Your nails rake along his back, marking his skin. He nips at your neck, you gasp at the pleasant sting.
He groans your name as his tongue soothes the spot on your neck. The world had completely faded out of existence, nothing else matters but you and him. Together.
The two of you lay tangled around each other while you come down from the high. Seungmin kisses your temple and rubs soft patterns along your bicep, your head resting on his shoulder.
There’s a calm air in the dim light of the hotel room. You can’t help but want to stay like this forever. The only thing in the world that either of you care about is each other. Not your job. Not his fame. Not the distance.
Just you. Just Seungmin.
Minutes turn into close to an hour but it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. Both of you content with holding one another and basking in the comforts of pillow talk. Eventually, Seungmin stretches his arms over his head with a dramatic, satisfied groan. You smile when he leans back down to press another kiss to your forehead before shuffling to the edge of the bed.
“I’ll go get us something to drink from a vending machine,” he says as he slides on his clothes from off the floor.
You respond with a hum, letting yourself stretch your stiffening muscles like he had. When you open your eyes again to look at him, he was reaching forward for his shirt, his bare back on full display. You stare at the red marks your nails had left on his skin. Traces that tonight was real.
That he is yours and you are his.
“Ok,” you whisper, throat feeling drier than before.
He takes the extra time to press another kiss to your scalp before heading out the door, leaving you with flushed cheeks and a warmth settling in your chest that you never want to forget.
genre smau, dystopia AU, angst, hurt/comfort, established relationship, war, refugees, the things we leave behind
summary the city has fallen, and with it your hopes and your dreams, your life, the small safety you had constructed for yourself. even your country hangs by a thread as its descent into civil war and the destruction that comes with it becomes inevitable.
there is no going back, and there is no escape either; and yet, you must try, you and the eight boys that have ended up clinging to each other for safety, even if the border seems an impossible distance away and the city walls impenetrable. either you run for the sanctuary of fabled, far-away countries, or you die here in the ash and the rubble.
you have never been very good at dying.
warnings major character death, sexual assault, abuse, politics, dystopia, depictions of injury
