#e:ate

You laughed and body-slammed him to the bed. "I'm gonna give you a massage."

He was tense. "You're just gonna keep grabbing my ass."

You laughed, "It's not my fault you're caked up back there. Tell your cheeks to stop staring back."

Chan laughed as he laid on his back. You climbed on his lap and started with his hair. You were careful and soft. Chan closed his eyes, and his breathing relaxed.

You moved to his shoulder. You were a little softer because you knew he almost broke it once. You didn't want to hurt him. 

Then you kneaded his arms. Chan flinched a little as his eyebrows knitted together. "Shit, babe."

You rubbed his tense muscles away and trailed kisses along his arms. "M' sorry. You're so tense."

He was right, when you started massaging his back, you did end up grabbing his ass cheek.

Chan tackled you into a hug and laughed. "You damn pervert." You giggled at his name-calling.

Chan kissed you sweetly, "I love your little giggles. You're so adorable, baby girl."

You smiled as your heart ached for him. "Kiss me again, baby."

Chan obliged, giving you kisses everywhere you asked.

Minho

Minho was one old ass man. You bullied him every time his knees cracked. Sometimes, when you two would do adult activities, his hips would crack.

It would end in a fit of laughter. 

You told him to go to a chiropractor, but instead, you became his DIY physical therapist.

Minho slammed the door shut and stomped into the room. 

There was no 'hey jagi. I missed you Jagiya.' Not even a kiss. 

Your old loser boyfriend just flopped on the bed and groaned. You laughed, "I'll get the massage gun."

You knew today was leg day. You rushed to your drawer and bent over to grab for it. 

POP!

You yelped as you stared at Minho, eyes narrowed. 

"Stop slapping my ass!" He smiled, "You're always talking about your curves. I'm just appreciating."

You sounded salty when you said, "Your ex-girlfriend's didn't have an ass like this."

He laughed, "They didn't have a mouth like yours either."

You asked, "Sexually?"

Minho rolled his eyes as you walked over with the massage gun. As soon as it hit muscle, Minho started howling.

"You're so dramatic."

Minho wept, "You don't work out."

You sighed as you moved to the spot that hurt the most. Minho balled up the sheets in pain. He was starting to look pathetic. 

You laughed at him and climbed on top of his lap. "Baby, calm down."

You leaned down to give him a kiss. His tongue slipped in your mouth as his hands traveled to your ass. You pulled away. Minho bit your bottom lip carefully.

He watched your lip bounce back to its place.

"Let me massage you, and stop trying to hump me all the time."

He groaned as you continued to massage his leg. 

Changbin

He pouted at you the entire way back from the gym. "I'm in so much pain. Baby, please."

You sighed as you drove your apparent passenger princess to your apartment. 

You gave him an ice bath, which wasn't a good idea.

One minute, you were eating your yogurt. The next, Changbin was hollering and hooting.

Scratch that. It was a blood-curdling scream.

"Baby! Did you fall?! Are you okay?!"

You burst through the door to see his toe in the water. "Come with me. I'm cold."

You laughed. That's all the mental capacity you had left.

He was stripping you of your gym clothes and leading you into the bath with him.

You feel fresh and rejuvenated post-workout, but this ice bath felt refreshing.

Your hands fell on his bare shoulders. Binnie had his hands on your hips as he leaned back on the wall. "Ah, you're so warm."

You hugged closer into him. It was silent before Changbin asked, "Can you massage my shoulders, please? It seriously hurts."

You gripped both of his pale shoulders and rubbed in. "Baby, you're so tight."

Changbin's little smirk appeared on his face. You shook your head, "Shut up."

He pecked your lips. "I love you. Thank you for being here."

You smiled, "It's where I belong."

You massaged his shoulder a little rougher, and Changbin let out a low groan. You said, "Felix is gonna be mad you're cheating on him."

Changbin shrugged, "What's one massage?"

Hyunjin

Your llama queen was blowing up your phone about how badly Changbin beat him up. But when he said beat him up, he meant reps.

Changbin made Hyunjin go past his limits, and he'd tell you dramatically about how he was getting abused.

Hyunjin crawled into the living room and fell to the floor. You walked in, kicking him over. "Baby, get yo ass up."

Hyunjin groaned, "I can't! I'm dying!"

You dragged him to the living room as Kkami excitedly licked his face. Hyunjin moved his head away in annoyance.

His pout was evident. Hyunjin wiped his cheek, and you kissed his lips.

He opened his eyes. They were so big. "Eh? Affection unprovoked?"

You smiled as you sat next to his head. Hyunjin scooted onto your lap and said, "I need my back to be stepped on."

You laughed, getting images of your grandma requesting the same thing.

"Alright Grams. Roll over." He rolled like a log. You don't know if he was expecting your 120 (Or less/more) ass to get on his back, but you gripped Kkami and threw her on.

She walked in a circle and laid on his back. Hyunjin groaned, "Babe... my massage!"

You watched as Hyunjin attempted to move, but it didn't work. Kkami started growling. You laughed.

Kkami was always gentle with you, so you picked her up and set her on the carpet. "Hyunjinnie. I'm not walking on your back."

Hyunjin said, "You're dainty enough." You laughed, "I'm flattered."

He stayed there as you thought about what to do.

You decided to elbow him. You put your body weight into your elbows as Hyunjin moaned and groaned.

You couldn't stop laughing at his noises. 

You finally finished, and he flipped over. "Kiss me, girl."

You giggled and gave him a kiss on those pouty lips again. It wasn't long before you were on his lap, giving him pecks on his lips. Every time he'd part from you, another compliment came out his mouth.

"Beautiful." "Charismatic." "Sensitive." "Creative." "Ambitious." "Smart." "Talented."

You kissed him longer, wanting the compliments to stop. But they didn't. "Stop." Hyunjin's hands slid to your waist as he stared at you with loving eyes.

"Mmkay. I don't want you to forget how much I love you." 

You smiled, "I love you too."

Han

"AH! Oh, ma gawd!"

You didn't even get to touch your boyfriend yet. He was already screaming about pain, and you didn't even touch him.

"Hannie, stop being a pussy."

He sighed as you put the massage gun at maximum setting. He seemed content. You said, "Stop going so hard at practice."

Han said spitefully, "Never."

You massaged his thigh as he wept. "I'm dyin' help me lawd!"

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Stop visiting my grandma on weekends. You're starting to sound like her."

Han smiled, "Never. I love that woman... and her cheesecake."

You laughed, "There it is."

You were done quickly. Han was rubbing the bruises on his knees. It made you happy that he was excited about work and working hard, but at what cost.

You said quietly, "You're hurting yourself."

Han softly smiled before cupping your cheek, "I'm okay. You know I would've complained by now."

You laughed, "I know. Better than anyone at that."

He puckered his soft lips for you. You kissed him sweetly, "Mm, you taste like watermelons."

Han smiled, "I'm using your chapstick."

You pushed him on the bed as you said, "Keep doing it."

Han kissed you deeper. Your body started getting hot as his hands roamed. But, Bbama barked at you two. 

Han sighed, "Let's take Bbama for a walk. Then we will get back to this."

You giggled, giving him another peck. "Okay."

Felix

Felix was surprised. He's your little massage man. Felix knows everything about your body.

He'd spend hours just exploring it.

But today he finished a concert. He was groaning the minute he entered the door. The hotel was big, and he planned to visit a party.

But you were getting lonely in the big empty hotel room.

There's only so much you can do alone in a country that speaks the language you don't.

He stayed home for you, and the adrenaline rush was gone. You only asked in passing, not knowing what his answer might be. 

"Baby, you want me to give you a massage." He let out a dramatic gasp, "Girl, what! That's my job!"

You laughed at his sassy ass. He was so funny.

He was scooping you up and putting you on his lap. His freckles got clearer on his face.

You said, "You look so much better bare-faced."

He kissed you, "So do you. You're 'gorge Washington.'"

You laughed, hitting his shoulder. He furrowed his eyebrows, "Ow."

You pouted, giving his shoulder kisses. "I'm sorry."

He smiled, "It's okay."

His deep accent rang through your ears like sweet honey.

You asked, "Where does it hurt?"

He plopped on the bed, "My shoulders."

You massaged his shoulders slowly as he talked, "The concert was super fun! A Stay dressed as me from the maniac era. Also, a sign asked if I could be their side chick."

You laughed, "Why didn't you say yes."

Felix said contemplatively, "Because I'm in love with you."

You froze as you looked at him. Your heart raced as your ears got hot. "Ew! Don't say stuff like that!"

He smiled, "You said I don't say it enough."

You pouted, "You don't. Words of affirmation are not your strong suit." Felix laughed, "I'm sorry, babe. I didn't- Ah!"

You hit the spot that hurt. You massaged gently into his muscles as his eyes fluttered closed.

Felix opened his eyes, "Wow, I feel so much better."

His hands envelop with yours. You used his hands to stay upright as you leaned into his hands.

"That's good."

Felix got serious again. His low voice barely above a whisper, "I promised I'd say I love you more often. Can you take care of me well?"

You let go of his hands and kissed him, "Always."

Seungmin

"Y/N, c'mere."

You walked downstairs from your bed. You were in Seungmin's hoodie. It swallowed you whole, and it smelled like him.

He came back from practice, and it was 1 AM. You were waiting for him all night, and he finally came home.

You walked toward him carefully. Seungmin wrapped his hand around your waist and kissed you intimately. "Mmph."

You smiled as you pulled away, but Seungmin leaned in for another.

"I need a massage. Can you promise not to kill me?"

You laughed, "No promises, babe."

You lead him to the bedroom. He was only holding onto the hoodie sleeve because your arm was too deep in the hoodie.

You closed the bedroom door behind you as he laid on the bed. "Let me get a cold rag."

You ran to the bathroom to get a rag as Seungmin waited patiently. 

You asked, "Where?"

He pointed at his calf muscles. "I feel like I have a permanent Charlie horse."

You asked, "Why didn't you ask me to carry you?"

He squinted at you and swatted, "Stop being silly."

You giggled and started massaging his calf. Seungmin's teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he tried to handle the pain of you digging into his muscle. "I'm sorry if I go too rough."

Seungmin shook his head, opting to not speak.

You took that as a sign to be silent. 

Seungmin's ragged breath was the only thing heard in the room as you massaged his calves.

When you finish one, you put the cold rag over it. Seungmin let out a calm breath, and you asked, "That feel good?"

He nodded, and you went to the next spot.

Seungmin breathed shakily. You whispered, "How are you gonna practice tomorrow?"

Seungmin sighed, "Just gonna have to thug it out."

You smiled, "But I don't like when my husband is in pain."

His eyes got dark as he reached over to you. He pulled you into a soft embrace and kissed your forehead. "The engagement ring is already bought, baby. Just waiting for the right time to propose."

You giggled, not believing him. You pushed him, but he only held you tighter.

"You're not gonna leave me, right?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, "No idiot! You'd have to pry you out of my dead hands."

You went quiet.

It wasn't long before you asked, "You remembered I like red diamonds, right?"

Seungmin only nodded. 

You could tell he was tired by how quiet he was.

You kissed his forehead and said, "Let's shower and go to sleep, yeah?"

Seungmin said, "I know you already showered."

You rolled your eyes, "I'll shower again."

Seungmin finally let out a 'pfft' before letting you go.

"Okay, but put the same hoodie back on."

You laughed as he got up.

Jeongin

This man is hitting the gym more than he hits you from the back. (I'm sorry)

On a serious note, he's been dieting and working out. (Not in a healthy way). It took you yelling at him to eat for him to stop trying to 'lose' weight.

What weight? 

He has sculpted abs and a perfectly toned muscular physique. Even if he didn't, you'd still love him.

But, he wanted to look perfect for stays. Dumb sentiment. You're a stay, and he always looks good to you.

Innie walked in limping. You koala hugged him. You thought he couldn't handle the pain, but he managed well.

"I need you to touch me hard tonight."

You furrowed your eyebrows, "What the freak, Jeongin?"

He smiled, "I mean, massage me. My body hurts."

You sighed calmly. "Okay, well, say that. Weird ass nigga."

You hopped off him and sat on the couch. "Ugh. I'm never working out with Minho Hyung again. He kept adding weights, and I was starting to get dizzy."

You said bluntly, "Well, eat some fucking food then."

Innie laughed as you punched into his shoulder. "OW!"

You smiled deviously, "I'm giving you a massage."

He groaned as he admitted, "I shouldn't have asked you to do this. Should've asked Felix Hyung."

You smiled, "Yeah, cause imma touch you like a man."

Jeongin looked at you like you were crazy, "Get your freaky ass off of me." 

You laughed as you actually massaged into his shoulder. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he groaned. "Shit. That felt good."

You kissed his forehead, "Wanna cold shower after?"

Jeongin sighed, "I guess imma have to."

You laughed at the accent. Jeongin has been hanging around you too much. You somehow managed to add a country accent to your Korean, which was entertaining for the boys.

You were the maknae's. The Kids all pined over your relationship with Innie. 

You led Jeongin to the shower when you finished your massage. 

While you were in the shower, you helped wash him up. He smiled, "You look so adorable in your pink shower cap."

You laughed, "You look cute in your cheetah print one."

He leaned down and kissed you. Then your cheeks, then your neck, then your chest. You pushed him away and said, "But I'm the freaky one?"

He laughed, "We're both freaks."

You laughed, hugging him close. He turned off the water, and you cuddled to sleep.