-> in which, maybe you should have trusted that old realtor who had told you your new apartment was haunted. Lee Felix was bored just simply existing, it was time that he had a little fun tormenting the mortals.
“Do you want a drink? Some water?” The blonde man asked as soon as you sat down on his double bed, flatscreen tv illuminating the dimly lit room.
“No thanks, I’m okay,” you responded with a soft smile as you reach for his hand to pull him down on the bed beside you but he resists.
“Some chips? I’m sure we have some,” he tries and you roll your eyes in response, tugging harder at his hand so he has no choice but to give in and drop down on the bed beside you.
“We already have popcorn, Felix. We don’t need chips,” you tell him.
“Oh,” he pouted, “I just wanna make sure you’re comfortable,” he mumbles, causing you to coo at the man in front of you, wrapping your arm around his waist and snuggling into him from your sitting position.
“I am, Felix. This is perfect,” you reply and he smiles at that, his eyes lighting up as he looks down at you, happy with himself. He moves so that the two of you are laying more comfortably in his bed, keeping you close to his side before gently laying a blanket over your forms. You rested your head in the crook of his neck, hand laying on his chest as he pressed play on the movie although you weren’t paying much attention to the movie. The steady rhythm of his heart put you at ease as he started to play with your hair, teasing his fingers along your scalp. “Mhm, that feels nice,” you whispered.
“Well I had to do something to wake you up,” he chuckled, the deep sound reverberating through his chest.
“I wasn’t asleep,” you laughed.
“Just say you think I’m boring,” Felix jokes, lip jutting out playfully.
“You are the furthest thing from boring, Lee Felix,” you argued, turning to face him. He leaned forward with a smile, giving you a quick peck before pulling back to look into your eyes.
“What are we supposed to tell our children when they ask us how we met?” Felix questioned, fully serious. You snorted.
“You mean we can’t tell them you haunted my apartment and constantly tried to murder me?” you joked.
“I didn’t try to murder you!” Felix exclaimed in mock offence. “Plus, it was my apartment first,” he added. You rolled your eyes at the boy’s words.
“We won’t need to worry about that anyway for at least fifteen years,” you smiled sweetly.
“Fifteen? That’s so long away,” he cried.
“This is nice,” you commented.
“What? Us fighting?” he replied. You purse your lips and take a deep breath in, reminding yourself to keep calm despite your heightening blood pressure thanks to your wonderful boyfriend.
“I’ll hit you, I really will,” you mumble and he laughs in response, eyes resembling crescent moons crinkling at the sides. Cute.
“I’m sorry, I promise I’ll stop annoying you,” he playfully begs.
“Don’t make promises you know you can’t keep,” you stated, trying your hardest to send him a glare but failing upon seeing that mischievous sparkle in his eyes.
“Okay then, how about this,” he nodded. “I promise I’ll be here with you for as long as you’ll have me, even if death do us part.”
“So corny,” you grimaced. “But so cute.”
“Can we watch this movie now?” the blonde man asked. “I’ve been wanting to watch this since before I died,” he explained. You nodded, letting out a soft laugh as you lay back down against him, his warmth immediately putting you at ease. Felix loosely wrapped his arms around your form, laying his chin atop your head as he focused his eyes back on the movie.
-> in which, maybe you should have trusted that old realtor who had told you your new apartment was haunted. Lee Felix was bored just simply existing, it was time that he had a little fun tormenting the mortals.
a/n:this is kind of the official last part, there’ll be a drabble at the end to give more insight into y/n’s and Felix’s relationship but that’s basically it !! Thank you all for the support, I really love hearing that people enjoy my stories ! Hope you have a good day
-> in which, maybe you should have trusted that old realtor who had told you your new apartment was haunted. Lee Felix was bored just simply existing, it was time that he had a little fun tormenting the mortals.
Meeting Yongbok for the first time felt odd, to say the least. He walked in, sticking close to Chan as his eyes surveyed the room, landing on you. He flashed you a small smile and a polite hello before doing the same to Taehyun.
“Did you tell him what we’re doing?” Taehyun questioned flatly, turning his attention from Yongbok to Chan.
“Uh, no,” he answered, unsure of what Taehyun wanted him to say.
“Good. It’s easier that way,” Taehyun nodded. You glanced over to Yongbok who you assumed would at least have some type of reaction to being talked about but he just simply stood there. An empty depth to his dark eyes. “Yongbok, I’d advise you to sit down for this.” Yongbok blinked at Taehyun and Chan reached for his hand using it to guide him down on the leather couch. You stared at Taehyun as he moved around, taking candles from around the room and placing them down on the floor beside Yongbok, eyes following every move as you still stood from greeting your newest guest. “Y/n can you turn the lights off?” Taehyun requested.
“You need the lights off to do your witchy shit?” you questioned as you flicked the switch, plunging the room into darkness. Taehyun rolled his eyes at your words, not that you would see before lighting a candle.
“No, but it gives the room a nice vibe,” he voiced. “Are we ready?” Taehyun inquired, lighting the last candle and you had to admit, the warm flickering light made you feel somewhat at ease knowing what was coming.
“As we’ll ever be,” Chan sighs as he grips Yongbok’s hand, interlacing their fingers. Taehyun let his eyes slip closed as he drew in a deep breath, the candles almost seemed like they were reacting to the movement as their flames swelled as he took the breath in. Taehyun stood above Yongbok who stared up at him wordlessly, he placed a hand atop the blonde’s head, the man closing his eyes softly in response. The psychic began to mumble something under his breath, too low for you to make out as you and Chan stared, eyes wide. The room grew cold, so much so that you felt a shiver run up the base of your spine. The room seemed darker now, the light terminating from the candles only reaching so far. All of a sudden, Yongbok’s head drops and his body slumps. Taehyun gives no reaction at all but Chan goes into a frenzy. His eyes are wild as his hand leaves Yongbok’s to go to his neck to feel a pulse. Judging by the red creeping up the base of his neck and dark stare on Taehyun, he wasn’t able to find one.
“What the fuck man, you killed him!” Chan screeched. “He’s already been dead once!”
“If you don’t stop whining like a teenager I’ll make sure he stays dead,” Taehyun mumbles, eyes remaining shut. Chan’s face reddened further and he pursed his lips like he was about to say something else but chose not to. But you couldn’t help but notice the prominent vein on his forehead, a telling sign that he was holding himself back from jumping the poor psychic. Taehyun sighs as he lets his hand drop back by his side, finally opening his eyes.
“What the fuck are you doing? Wake him up!” Chan exclaimed, feeling dumbfounded as his friend lay lifelessly beside him.
“It’s done,” was all he said, taking a step back. Chan was about to scream more profanities at his coworker but those words died on his tongue when he noticed Yongbok’s fingers twitching.
“Yongbok?” Chan asks quietly, a stark contrast to the tone he had taken not one minute ago. His hands go to his friend’s shoulders, gently shaking him. A smile overtook his face when the man responded with a slight groan, slowly cracking his eyes open. The blonde straightened up before looking at the man sitting beside him. He couldn’t even get a word out before Chan was attacking him in a bear hug. “It’s you, you’re back,” Chan spoke, voice quivering. The other man responded by wrapping his arms around him, comforting the now sobbing man. You felt yourself release a breath you didn’t even realise you had been holding, watching the scene with fond eyes. It was him.
Felix broke apart from the man with a low chuckle although when he turned to you, you could tell he was trying his hardest not to cry. His deep brown eyes met yours and they looked different now, like a warmer shade of brown. You weren’t sure what his reaction would be, would he want to talk to you? Or would he just rather go on about his life without even remembering this whole mess ever happened in the first place? So you stayed still, waiting to see what he would do. Noticing your hesitancy, Felix stood up from his seat on the couch, leaving a sobbing Chan on the couch who gratefully took a tissue from Taehyun. You could hardly process the time from when he stood up to when he enveloped you in his arms, fingers getting lost in your hair as he held you as close as he could.
“Thank you so much,” he whispered into your hair. You closed your eyes and let yourself feel the feeling of him. His warmth. He was actually here and it felt too good to be true. It felt too safe, wrapped up tightly in his arms. He let out another whispered thanks into the crown of your head before placing a small kiss there. Pulling away, you saw that his eyes were glassy and you couldn’t help but appreciate his beauty properly for the first time. His skin was dusted with a light covering of freckles, mostly around his eyes and nose. His eyes were big and they seemed to sparkle in the dim light, although that may be thanks to unshed tears.
“So, what now?” you asked quietly. Even after pulling away from the hug, Felix let his arms linger around your waist, the feeling making you feel slightly lightheaded.
“What do you mean?” he responded, eyebrows raised slightly in question.
“The apartment, we’ll have to figure something out. I mean there’s the guest room so we both could stay here or i-” you rambled. Felix cut you off before you got carried away.
“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” he commented.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, I feel like that’s moving a bit too fast in our relationship. I want to do this right,” Felix smiled, light pink testing overtaking his cheeks. You almost choked on air.
“Our relationship? Do this right?” you repeated slowly, making sure that you weren’t mishearing a single syllable.
“Yeah, you do feel the same way, right? Or were you smiling at your phone like a fool whenever I text for another reason?” he smirked, although that soon turned into a devious grin as your cheeks began to heat up and you had no idea what else to do than smack him lightly on the chest.
“I wasn’t!” you exclaimed. Felix simply chuckled in reply, spinning so that he was facing Chan and Taehyun, the former wide his jaw slacked as he stared at the two of you. His eyes darted between the two of you in confusion.
“How do you- when did you-” he tried but gave up, shaking his head in defeat. “No, you know what, it would be you to fall in love with a ghost,” Chan rolled his eyes and Felix let out an unattractive snort from beside you. Your eyes widened, eyebrows raising as you took in your best friend’s words.
“And what do you mean by that?” you tested, Chan simply stood there with an amused grin on his face.
“Calm down baby,” Felix interjected as he lifted a hand to pat your head, you knew he was joking by the tone in his voice but that didn’t stop your mind from running wild as your gaze dropped to the ground with an awkward chuckle.
-> in which, maybe you should have trusted that old realtor who had told you your new apartment was haunted. Lee Felix was bored just simply existing, it was time that he had a little fun tormenting the mortals.
word count:1k
notes: I’m so sorry about these short chapters and for having so many written ones but I’ve been really busy with college work since its the end of the semester but I just wanted to get something out :)
That was the question Chan had asked and it sounded simple, but you all knew that that would be far from the truth.
We need Youngbok.
Taehyun replied. It was something that Chan had been expecting but fearful of nonetheless. Involving Yongbok was difficult, to say the least. His parents had him more or less locked down inside their house because he couldn’t go long periods of time without fatigue, thanks to his spirit being far away from his body. Even getting permission to go out to lunch with his friend had been difficult. Yongbok’s parents were lovely people and they hated keeping him away from his friends, or fun in general but they were extremely cautious of him, scared that any little thing could set him back in his recovery process.
At first, Yongbok had been mute. The days after he was released from the hospital and allowed to return home had been torture for his parents. They would watch, day after day, hoping for something to change but he would simply sit there with an emptiness in his eyes, not letting out a single noise. Slowly, he began to improve but that emptiness persevered and it irked them to no end. He wasn’t the same person that had been so excited to share such an important moment in his life. Now, Yongbok could do simple tasks, and he seemed to enjoy helping out around the house. But his energy would soon deplete and he would cave into himself, wordlessly pushing his way past his parents to go to his room where he would sleep for hours. The separation of body and spirit took a toll on both halves, while Felix held the emotional burden of leaving everything he knew and loved behind, Yongbok held a more physical burden, his body would long to connect with its spirit but could never quite reach it, it was tiring and it was evident from the look in his eyes.
The responsibility of retrieving Yongbok and bringing him to your apartment fell on Chan. And with a huff and not much else, Chan disappeared down the hallway of your apartment, ready to use his charms to convince Yongbok’s parents to release him into Chan’s care.
With Chan gone, an uncomfortable silence filled the room. Taehyun was sitting on the armchair across from you staring into nothing. You checked your phone again, hoping that your ghost friend would take your mind off the slightly creepy psychic, but, alas, nothing. You chewed on the inside of your mouth as your leg bounced up and down and you tried to distract yourself from your current situation but all that you could think of was him, Felix, or Yongbok as everyone knew him as. A question nagged at the back of your mind, coming to the surface once again: What would happen when Felix was alive again?
You couldn’t deny that that question scared you. You had become so accustomed to having another person in the apartment with you, even if they were technically dead and you couldn’t even see them. Felix had become a sort of comfort person to you, weirdly enough he was the person you spoke to the most, not even Chan had him beaten on that front. But, was that his choice? Would he even want to speak to you if you weren’t helping him? You weren’t saying he was using you or anything, no. Rather, just simply doing the decent thing, because he was a decent person. Lee Felix is everything anyone would want in a partner and as much as you tried to ignore that fact because it was so wrong, you just couldn’t. He was kind, like when he would use threats to find a way to speak to you and ask you how your day had been, constantly asking about the craziest stories you had from delivering pizzas because he knew you had many. He was thoughtful, like when he would see you freaking out over where you had left your keys because you could swear you left them on the kitchen counter he would remind you that he had placed them on the keyholder beside your front door after you had haphazardly thrown them on the couch the night before. He was funny, like when you would easily find yourself laughing along to his stupid jokes or find it so adorable how obviously flustered he would be when you would flirt with him, you could just imagine his cheeks growing red and an awkward smile overtaking his lips. And, he was attractive, something you had only recently found out when looking into his past. His features were almost ethereal and if you had time to appreciate them when you first saw him in person then you would have.
There were so many times when you should catch yourself thinking, I wish I had someone like him. But no matter what, he was unobtainable and also dead, it was that simple. Or, it had been that simple until you found out that Felix wasn’t as dead as your first thought. You couldn’t help but think if you had become as important to him as he had to you and whether he would even want to be friends after.
The vibration of your phone broke you from your train of thoughts and when you looked you saw Felix’s name on the screen. Your heart felt lighter at the appearance of his name, almost as if he had read your mind and had come to remind you that he was still here.
Are you okay?
The message read and you felt like a lovesick teenager when you had to hold back a smile at the fact that he had noticed your brows furrowed in deep thought. It was nothing special but it definitely felt as though it was when he said it. You nodded your head with a small smile, sure that Felix would see it. But a smile couldn’t quite conceal your sullen demeanour.
-> in which, maybe you should have trusted that old realtor who had told you your new apartment was haunted. Lee Felix was bored just simply existing, it was time that he had a little fun tormenting the mortals.
a/n:this has to be the longest chapter i’ve ever made whoowee
-> in which you are thrown into the magical world of Creon alone, without knowing that you could be the one to tear it apart.
a/n: why won’t tumblr let me delete paragraphs? please for once make my life easier !!! Also I’ve had that felix meme for a WHILE and I just needed any excuse to use it :)
-> in which you are thrown into the magical world of Creon alone, without knowing that you could be the one to tear it apart.
a/n: so a little note about my updating schedule, unlike my other smaus where I would (mostly) update every day, because I am working updates will be less regular, still there will be multiple updates a week I just can’t promise a daily update schedule, hope you all understand and I hope you enjoy this smau
-> in which you are thrown into the magical world of Creon alone, without knowing that you could be the one to tear it apart.
or
-> it was prophesized that the child of the two of Creon’s mightiest heroes will hold the power of the gods and bring upon us the end of the universe as we know it and you are the ticking time bomb that he can’t seem to leave alone.
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pairing: witch!Leeknow x reader
featuring: stray kids, song yuqi + other random idols
If you asked someone about what they think you’re like, nine out of ten chances the word “studious” would be strung along those lines. And it’s not like you disagreed, of course. When it came to academics, you really were what was considered a studious student. All the achievements you’ve got lined up from your years of school experience could pretty much speak for themselves. So seeing that, you could say that the public perception of you wasn’t entirely wrong.
seungmin’s expert fingers smoothly glides across the control board, having complete control of the intricate details in the scene before him—the way the spotlights dances around the stage, moving in between actors which accentuates their features and movements, how the sound effects accompany each passing moment, and how the curtains softly close after the show ends—sounds of applause filling the theatre.
it’s art. taking care of the visuals behind what goes on on the stage is something that seungmin considers as art in itself. making a show look more impactful became second nature to seungmin, something that he can do even with his eyes closed.
his professors and classmates told him he’s a genius, having a natural eye for design, and a knack for being behind the stage.
but that’s not what seungmin wanted to do. he wants to be the star—to be front and center, singing and acting in front of an audience. portraying emotion, not just highlighting them with stage lights.
but now, he’s stuck manning the cogs of the machine, having no backbone to say no whenever he’s assigned to be in the backstage crew, having no confidence to audition for parts even when he knows he has the talent.
at this point, he thinks nobody would take him seriously anymore if he even tried to audition. he’s always just been kim seungmin, the one behind the scenes, the guy who rarely speaks up, and even when he does, it’s nothing but a meek voice.
his timid persona is a huge contrast to you—a person with quiet confidence, someone who’s unapologetically yourself. your vibes give off “i don’t have to be here but i’m gracing everyone with my presence anyways” and seungmin is absolutely fucking obsessed.
the way you carried yourself, the way your lips would slowly upturn into a smirk before chuckling whenever you find something funny, the way people are naturally drawn to your magnetic charisma—wanting to be around you, simply because you’re you.
if seungmin even had an ounce of your confidence, he’d feel like he’s on top of the world. everyday, he wishes to be more like you.
the first time he saw you was back in high school, whilst everyone was stuck trying to figure out themselves during a crucial point of their upcoming adolescence, you looked like you already have your shit together, and it was awespiring
the way you spoke with confidence, the way you can talk to adults as if you were already mentally mature, the way you didn’t care about the bouts of school hierarchies. everything about you was so refreshing to seungmin, so he had watched you ever since.
always becoming a muttering mess whenever you were around, even when you had to work together for a group project. seungmin could only facepalm knowing how obvious he was for drooling over you at any moment he gets. a few years later and you’re both already in your third year of college.
when he was a freshman, he was dead set on making a name for himself—to no longer be the invisible guy. but of course, things don’t always work out in his favor, finding himself at the bottom of the social food chain once more. still, he threw himself on his studies, taking being a theatre major as serious as one can be. he became so studious that even though he only had average grades back in high school, he now became the top of his class—when it came to studies, but he still often closes up on-stage, not finding the courage to let everyone hear his angelic voice. constantly afraid of failure and embarrassment.
it wasn’t until he took a photography class in his second year did he realize that you were on the same college as him. at first he thought he was seeing things—a fragment of his past that he was so certain he already buried. but seeing you in the flesh ignited something within him, the same admiration.
how could he have not known you were studying in the same university??? he felt so stupid that he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. during the photography class, you ended up becoming a stand-in model, a favor for one of the professors because of course you’re close with them—you’ve always been on top of the social game so effortlessly.
as you stood in the center, sporting various poses so assuredly, seungmin could barely take a decent shot, already distracted out of his mind at how you didn’t care even if you looked like a fool in front of others, he was so drunk in your confidence that he just wanted to take in the view—seeing you for the first time in so long, it felt like fate.
however, he didn’t have the confidence to come to you nor say hi. how could he? he didn’t deserve to do so, you were barely even friends in high school, who’s to say you even remember who he is? your eyes never met a single time during that class, but that’s just how seungmin preferred it.
after that, he’s seen your face a few times around campus, realizing that he was so busy in his major that he probably didn’t register that you’ve always just been around. hearing it from your photography classmates, seungmin found out that you’re a nursing major, because of course you are. it fit you perfectly.
ever since then, seungmin took every single opportunity to coincidentally see your face around, hoping to bask in your presence to get him through the day. seungmin didn’t need caffeine, he had you.
for months, he tried to work the courage to come up to you and say hi, but all of the tiny self-assuredness that he built up suddenly came crashing down when he saw you laughing wholeheartedly as a guy has his arms around you, a twinkle in his eyes as he watches your face break into a beautiful giggle from something funny that he said.
seungmin has never seen you more glowing. despite the bitter taste in his mouth, seungmin could only walk away, feeling his heart crushed and his lungs having difficulty breathing.
though he enjoys seeing you look so happy, he can’t help but feel jealous of the guy who’s able to make you do so. because he wishes it’s him, even if it’s just as your friend.
lee felix. the freckled blonde. he was social, friendly, and an overall great guy, of course you’d be drawn to someone who matches your energy, not a gloomy loser like seungmin. seeing you unashamedly makeout with felix around campus really deals a crushing blow to seungmin.
how your lips softly molded with felix’s, how you’d break away both smiling at each other as you keep your foreheads touching. seungmin would watch how you’d scrunch your nose as you smile when you look up at the freckled blonde, then proceed to poke his cheek as you lovingly counted all of his freckles as felix did nothing but coo at your adorable face, peppering your face with smooches all over.
seungmin could only cringe at the view, but deep down, he wishes he was the one kissing you all over, not caring about the fact that you’re in public, with eyes everywhere either sporting jealousy, adoration, or disgust.
why did lee felix have to be the perfect guy for you? extroverted, kind, good looking, and just jaw dropping in every regard. seungmin was sure that you two were a power couple, and he’s jealous of that everyday.
but he can’t get mad. not when he never really had the balls to ask you out. now he’s just standing at the sidelines, watching you be in a happy, healthy, and loving relationship. seungmin knows that your relationship with felix is so wonderful that he can’t even wish demise upon it.
instead, he’ll try to be happy for you, of course he will. even when tears prick his eyes whenever he’d think about it. why can’t he just be a little more confident?
you’re everything he wants and wants to be, and it’s messing with his mind—especially when he knows that he can’t have you, not when he’s the way that he is.
pairing:theatre major!seungmin x y/n
genre: college au, angst, jealousy, hurt, comfort, mild fluff
warnings:lotsa angst? deals with a lot of self-esteem/confidence issues
notes:to be released late-2022 (or whenever i finish HFOH smau)
-> what happens to those who are left behind, forced to wander the earth but never be a part of it?
or
-> in which, maybe you should have trusted that old realtor who had told you your new apartment was haunted. Lee Felix was bored just simply existing, it was time that he had a little fun tormenting the mortals.
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pairing: ghost!Felix x human!reader
featuring: Bang Chan, Lee Felix + random idols
genre: smau, crack, fluff, slight angst, s2l
status: completed!
warnings: cursing, mentions of death (obviously)
A/n: I had this idea right after I finished my Jisung imagine VI ET ANIMO and I’m finally getting around to it !! This is basically what happened to the spirit after the events of that fic.
Summary: Felix finds a phone while working at the restaurant. While trying to return it to its rightful owner, he has a conversation with the owners friend and because they get along so well, they keep talking beyond the phone incident. Though as much as Felix enjoys talking to the guy he only knows as Christopher, Chris is very secretive about his life. Felix wants to know more. And falls in love along the way.
A/N: I still have no idea what a reasonable like to retweet ratio would be, I don’t use twitter enough, but it’s not important anyway uwu @felixtok@burningupp
Tags: Humor, Fluff, Romance, No Smut (but talk and mentions of sexual activity)
Relationships: Lee Minho/Han Jisung, (the rest is a mystery for now >:3)
Summary: 8 adult men living together isn’t always easy. Things are bound to happen. From items getting lost to cooking disasters to members falling in love. But through all the problems and challenges, they make it work. Aka compilations of chats between the skz members about all kinds of stuff.
summary: y/n is a computer science prodigy hired by jyp entertainment to make an app for the group Stray Kids. she’s excited but scared, seeing as she’s never had a steady job before, only working on a project basis in the past. han jisung is excited for the app but intimidated by y/n due to her intelligence. those are the perfect conditions for falling in love, right?
