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Fallen Flower Chapter 14

Part 2

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: None

{Word Count: 320}

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After leaving your last class of the day, you took a little stroll through the courtyard. While you walked from afar, you noticed Han and Minho together; just as you were going to call out to them, you saw a girl kiss both of their cheeks.

Your eyes widen and your mouth is left jarred in shock. You let out a startled yelp when you miss a step, plummeting to the ground; you land behind a bush. You quickly peek through the leaves to see if they noticed you; thankfully, they didn't.

After pondering whether you should call Han, you called him from your spot behind the bush. Han took his phone out of his pocket to quickly decline the call, not even looking at the screen as he kept talking to Minho and the girl that you don't know.

When your phone makes a disconnect sound, notifying you that he declined the call. You saw them with your mouth jarred in shock. Your bunny ears stood up in belwildermemt when the girl hooked her arm with Han and Minho going in the completely opposite direction of the Sigma Kappa Zeta fraternity house.

You stay in your spot frozen in shock, as they get further into the distance before you can't see them anymore. A few moments afterward you started heading to the spot where you, Han, and Felix agreed to meet up for movie night.

While you walked, you tried to consider where you had seen that girl before, but your mind kept going blank. After walking for a few minutes, you finally got to your meeting spot; you breathed a sigh of relief when you saw Felix’s blonde hair.

You spotted Felix waiting for you, his blonde hair easy to spot. He gave you a casual smile, but your eyes kept scanning the area for Han. Your mind was preoccupied with the mysterious girl and Han's sudden dismissal.

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Fallen Flower Chapter 11

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: None

{Word Count: 745}

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As the morning sun peeks through the open window, its gentle breeze whispers through the curtains, rustling them softly. You shiver, the sudden rush of cool air jolting you awake. Groggily, you open your eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. The ceiling above comes into focus, a dull white that seems to swirl as your eyes adjust.

As the haze of sleepiness clears, you become aware of your surroundings. The first thing that catches your attention is the overwhelming scent of Jeongin's cologne. It's a smell that's both familiar and strange, triggering a memory that makes your heart skip a beat. You let out a nervous squeak as the events of the previous night come flooding back.

Sitting up, you wince slightly, the dull soreness in your lower region a gentle reminder of the night's activities. Your eyes drop, and you let out a high-pitched scream as you take in the sight of your body. Hickeys and bite marks cover your skin, a roadmap of passion and desire. The memories of the night before come rushing back, and your face flushes with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

You stretched out your hand to grab your phone from Jeongin's nightstand, where it was charging. A faint smile crossed your face as you noticed it was plugged in, likely courtesy of Jeongin's thoughtful nature. However, your gentle expression quickly turned into a wince as you turned on the screen, blinded by the harsh brightness. Squinting, you checked the time and were taken aback to see it was already 2 pm in the afternoon. Your heart began to race as you scrolled through the plethora of missed calls. Han and Felix had called you a staggering 40 times, and Changbin had tried to reach out to you as well, leaving a few missed calls. The fact that you weren't at your apartment, where you were supposed to be, only added to the anxiety brewing inside you.

As you deliberated whether to respond to the text message, your stomach suddenly growled in protest, begging for attention. The sweet aroma of sizzling food wafted into your nostrils, making your mouth water in anticipation. But before you could focus on satisfying your hunger, you were jolted back to reality by the shocking sight of your torn clothes scattered across the floor. Your jaw dropped in disbelief as you took in the mess. Yet, your gaze was drawn to Jeongin's sweater, carelessly draped over the back of his chair at his desk. You clutched the sheet tightly around your body, feeling a surge of modesty as you waddled over to the chair. You hesitated for a moment, wincing as the cool air hit your skin, causing goosebumps to form. But you quickly shrugged on the sweater, savoring the comforting warmth and familiar scent of Jeongin that lingered on the fabric. With a sigh of relief, you made your way out of Jeongin's room, and shuffled towards the kitchen. There, you found Jeongin busy cooking up a storm, dressed in a laid-back outfit of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt.

Jeongin's oversized fennec ears, a distinguishing feature that accentuated his playful nature, twitched with excitement as he caught sight of you clad only in his sweater. The intimate atmosphere was palpable as he moved with purpose, his eyes locked on yours, and retrieved two bowls from the top cabinet. With a fluid motion, he expertly filled both bowls before holding one out to you, the steaming contents emitting a savory aroma that wafted up, tantalizing your senses. The way he paused, bowl extended, seemed to hold a silent invitation, as if asking you to share in a moment of warmth and closeness.

You accepted the bowl with a timid "thank you" before following him to the dining table, where you both sat down in a comfortable silence. As you began to eat, you couldn't help but smile slightly when you felt Jeongin's fennec tail wrap gently around your ankle. The soft, fluffy fur was a comforting sensation, and you felt a sense of relief wash over you as you realized Jeongin was making an effort to make you feel at ease. The silence between you wasn't awkward, but rather a calm, peaceful atmosphere that allowed you to enjoy your meal without distraction. As you took a bite of the food, the flavors danced on your tongue, and you savored the moment, feeling grateful for this small act of kindness from Jeongin.

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Fallen Flower Chapter 10

Part 2

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Minors do not interact.

{Word Count: 1.2k}

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After the week-long break, the time had finally come to return to college. You slipped into your worn, faded blue jeans and a midriff-baring shirt, before layering one of Jeongin's oversized hoodies over it - a comfortable routine you'd grown accustomed to. Next, you headed to Changbin and Jeongin's room to collect the sundress and hot-pink bikini you'd left behind a few nights prior.

You methodically packed your belongings into your bag, double-checking to ensure everything was accounted for. With your bag securely stowed in the storage space above your seat at the back of the bus, courtesy of Changbin's help, you felt a sense of relief as you set off towards college.

As the months rolled by, March arrived, and Jeongin's behavior began to shift. At the start of the month, he was inseparable from you, tagging along everywhere. However, by mid-March, a noticeable distance had developed between you two. Unbeknownst to you, Jeongin had fallen into a rut, which explained his sudden absence. A week went by with no response to your texts or calls, or those of the other boys, leaving you increasingly worried that something was amiss.

After discussing the mysterious situation with Chan, you both attempted to piece together the reasons behind Jeongin's sudden radio silence. For days, Jeongin had been ignoring calls and texts from everyone, and the distance they had created between you was palpable. Determined to get to the bottom of things, you made your way to Jeongin's apartment, your heart racing with anticipation. You knocked on the door several times, but the silence that greeted you was deafening. Undeterred, you used your spare key to unlock the door, and as you pushed it open, you were immediately enveloped in Jeongin's unmistakable scent. But something was off - the aroma was intense, almost overpowering, like a strong perfume that hung heavy in the air, making your senses reel.

Your bunny ears perked up alertly, twitching with every faint sound, when you heard whimpering and whining coming from the direction of Jeongin's room. The melancholy cries pierced the silence, evoking a sense of concern and curiosity within you. You couldn't help but wonder what was troubling Jeongin, who always wore a bright smile on his face. Suddenly, your imagination ran wild with possibilities - was he having a nightmare, or was something more serious amiss? Your ears remained glued to the subtle sounds, as if trying to tune in to a distant frequency, eager to uncover the source of the distress.

You took a few cautious steps forward, your heart pounding in your chest. The air was thick with tension, and you felt like you were navigating a minefield. Your eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of Jeongin, but he was nowhere to be seen. The whimpering grew louder, and you knew you had to act fast. You took a deep breath and pushed open the door to Jeongin's room, bracing yourself for what you might find.

When you gaze upon Jeongin's bed, you're met with a sight that's both captivating and intimidating. He's submerged under the very blankets you had left behind during your last visit, as if he's been waiting for your return. As he slowly emerges from his cozy cocoon, his fennec fox ears, typically perked up and alert, are now pinned against his head, giving him a peculiar, almost vulnerable appearance. But don't be fooled – his eyes, like two bright yellow lanterns, gleam with an inner intensity, locking onto you with an unnerving gaze that makes you feel like his next meal, ready to be devoured at a moment's notice. The air seems to vibrate with an unspoken connection, as if he's been lying in wait, patiently anticipating your return, and now that you're here, he's ready to pounce.

You ventured a hesitant "J-Jeongin? You okay?" as your body screamed at you to flee, every fiber of your being sensing danger. Yet, you remained frozen in place at the edge of his bed, despite the primal urge to escape. You stayed put because you knew Jeongin wouldn't intentionally cause you harm; he wasn't one to lash out without a reason.

You felt a sudden jolt of surprise when the soft, fluffy fur of his fennec foxtail snaked its way around your waist, coming to rest at the delicate hem of your dress. As the foxtail's silky strands brushed against your bunny snut, it twitched with a mix of excitement and nervousness, the tactile sensation sending a shiver down your spine. The gentle pressure of the foxtail's wrap was like a soothing caress, yet it also left you feeling slightly vulnerable, as if you were being drawn into his orbit. The subtle rustle of the fur as it settled into place only added to the sense of intimacy, making you acutely aware of the proximity of his body to yours.

As the night wore on, the atmosphere in the room began to intensify, much like a simmering pot about to boil over. The moment of truth arrived when you were pulled onto Jeongin's bed, slipping under the covers as if being enveloped by an unseen force. It was as if Jeongin's fennec foxtail, with its soft, fluffy texture, had become an extension of his own gentle yet insistent touch, drawing you in. The air was electric, and the tension was palpable as the encounter became increasingly steamy, like a thick mist that refused to lift.

Jeongin's eyes locked onto yours, their piercing gaze sending a shiver down your spine. His hand brushed against yours, the touch sparking a flurry of emotions. The foxtail's soft fur tickled your palm, as if seeking permission to proceed. His gentle grasp tightened ever so slightly, pulling you deeper into the encounter.

Jeongin's face drew near, his eyes burning with intensity. The air was thick with expectation, heavy with the promise of what was to come. His hand wrapped around yours, the gentle pressure sending ripples of excitement through your body. The foxtail's softness brushed against your skin, a subtle reminder of the bond growing between you.

As the kiss intensified, the passion burning between you was palpable. His claws, a subtle reminder of his true nature, sunk gently into your sides, sending shivers down your spine. With a gentle yet firm pressure, he guided you against the soft mattress, the sensation of his tail wrapping tightly around one of your thighs electrifying. The coils of his tail seemed to hold you in place, as if ensuring you wouldn't escape the fervor of the moment. The mattress creaked softly beneath you, a subtle witness to the unfolding intimacy. Every fiber of your being was attuned to his, the connection between you crackling with energy.

When his hands stopped at the hem of your dress, causing to let out a meek let little whine when he pulled away from the kiss and looked at you again for permission because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable even if he's in his rut and the only thing he can think about right now is mating with you.

Jeongin saw you nod your head timidly before he slip his hands further up your dress causing it to bundle up around your waist as he trailed kisses down your neck and collarbone stopping just above the valley of your breasts.

As the morning sun's warm rays gently push past the curtains, the night's fiery spirit slowly yields, surrendering to the gentle calm of a new day. The morning light, soft and serene, brings a sense of peace, extinguishing the embers of passion that once burned so brightly.

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Fallen Flower: Chapter 10

Part 1

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: None.

{Word Count: 1.0k}

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When you and Jeongin began your journey back to the hotel, the clock had already struck well past the student curfew, casting a shadow of secrecy over your return. The wind was picking up, whipping your hair into a frenzy, like a rebellious spirit unleashed. Jeongin gallantly wrapped his jacket around your shoulders, shielding you from the chill, his action a gentle reminder of his thoughtful nature.

As you strolled down the deserted road, the hotel's lights twinkling in the distance like a beacon calling you back to safety, Jeongin led the way, his pace steady and reassuring, much like a trusted guide navigating through treacherous terrain. The crunch of gravel beneath your feet was the only sound that broke the silence, a reminder that you were both sneaking back into the hotel, trying to evade the watchful eyes of the teachers.

Evading the watchful teacher's gaze, you felt your pulse quicken. Jeongin's eyes gleamed with excitement as he led you through the quiet halls. His hidden room beckoned, a secret sanctuary away from prying eyes. He handed you one of his shirts, its softness enveloping you like a warm hug, the fabric a gentle caress against your skin. The shirt was a comforting reminder of his kindness, and you felt a sense of gratitude toward him. Jeongin gestured to the bathroom door. You mustered the courage to ask, "C-Can you g-get my beach bag? I forgot it at the beach." Your ears drooped in embarrassment, like a flower wilting under shame.

Without hesitation, Jeongin nodded and exited the room, leaving you to prepare for a warm shower, a moment of solace after a long day. As the water heated up, you shed your bikini, the cool air raising goosebumps on your skin, like a gentle awakening from a deep slumber. Stepping into the shower, you let out a contented sigh as the warm water enveloped you, washing away the lingering saltiness of the ocean, much like the ebb and flow of the tides cleansing the shore. You hoped Jeongin wouldn't mind your using his body wash and shampoo, and you took extra care when cleaning your bunny ears and scut, treating them with gentle reverence, as if handling precious artifacts.

When you finished, you turned off the shower and heard a knock on the door; Jeongin's voice drifted through, "Your bag is going to be at the door," a reassuring message that he was still out there, watching over you. You wrapped a towel around your body, feeling the soft terrycloth against your skin, like being swaddled in a cocoon of comfort. You opened the door a crack to retrieve your bag, the bright lights of the room a stark contrast to the dimly lit bathroom.

After quickly dressing in your underwear and Jeongin's oversized shirt, you felt a sense of relief wash over you, much like the warm water had earlier, soothing away the anxiety and uncertainty of the night. The oversized shirt hung loosely on your frame, like a protective cloak, and you felt safe, sheltered from the world outside.

When you finally emerged from the bathroom, having spent what felt like an eternity getting dressed, you nervously made your way into the room to find Jeongin already comfortably seated on his bed. He had already switched into his worn-in sweatpants and a faded college t-shirt, the familiar feel of the well-loved fabric a soothing balm after a chaotic day. The moment his gaze fell upon you, his ears and tail sprang to life, twitching excitedly as he drank in the sight of you. His intense focus made you feel like a specimen under a microscope, and you couldn't help but grow flustered as his piercing eyes locked onto yours, refusing to let go.

As you hesitated, your feet seemingly rooted to the spot, you mustered the courage to circle around his bed, deliberately avoiding eye contact. The weight of his gaze bore down on you like a physical presence, sending shivers down your spine. His desert fox tail, a whimsical touch that belied the intensity of his stare, lounged languidly across his bedcover, its gentle swish a stark contrast to the taut anticipation that radiated from him. The air seemed to vibrate with an unspoken challenge, as if he was waiting to pounce, his eyes fixed on you like a hunter zeroing in on its quarry.

As you snuggled into Jeongin's bed, the softness enveloping you like a warm hug, he lay down beside you, his gentle breathing a soothing lullaby. But as the minutes ticked by, Jeongin's eyelids grew heavy, and he drifted off to sleep, leaving you wide awake. It wasn't the silence of the room or the darkness outside that kept you alert - it was the Desert Foxtail's soft, lazy dance against your thigh and under your shirt, sending shivers down your spine and raising goosebumps on your skin. Your bunny ears, a sensitive trait, twitched with every gentle touch, making it impossible for you to relax.

As you inched closer to Jeongin, seeking comfort and trying to drift off to sleep, you snuggled into his embrace. However, your plan backfired when his foxtail instinctively wrapped around your waist, its soft fur tickling your skin. The tip of the foxtail slipped underneath your shirt, its gentle touch sending shivers down your spine as it rested against the hem of your underwear, a sensation that was both calming and unsettling at the same time. This sudden invasion of personal space made you acutely aware of Jeongin's proximity, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your chest as you struggled to relax amidst the sudden intimacy.

As morning dawned, the sudden sound of Han's high-pitched shriek and Hyunjin's ear-piercing scream shattered the silence. You opened your eyes to find the boys standing in Jeongin's room, their faces etched with shock and disbelief. Their gazes were fixed on you, lying beside Jeongin in his bed. Chan's piercing stare seemed to bore into Jeongin, his eyes blazing with intensity. Without a word, Han, Felix, Hyunjin, and Changbin gently but firmly grasped your arm, coaxing you out of the room as Chan began to deliver a stern lecture to Jeongin. Back in the safety of your own room, the group collapsed onto your bed, still reeling from the morning's surprise. Han and Hyunjin bombarded you with questions, demanding to know what had happened the night before and how you ended up in Jeongin's bed.

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Fallen Flower: Chapter 9

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: A little bit of spiciness is in it.

{Word Count: 829}

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After receiving a text from Jeongin, asking to meet at the beach in the afternoon, you spent hours preparing for the perfect casual-chic look. You braided your hair and slipped into a sundress, carefully selecting a hot pink bikini to wear underneath. Adding a pair of black flats to complete the outfit, you felt confident and excited for the afternoon ahead.

As you walked towards the beach, your anxiety grew. You fidgeted with your rose-gold bracelet, a nervous habit you'd developed over time. The creaky stairs of the pier seemed to echo your footsteps, making you feel like everyone was watching you. Finally, you arrived at the designated meeting spot, scanning the area for Jeongin's familiar face. When you heard your name being called, you looked up to see him standing before you, wearing a sleek black tank top and matching swim trunks.

Your face flushed a deep red as you stared at him, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. You shifted your gaze, struggling to regain control. Jeongin's gentle chuckle only added to your embarrassment. "You're cute when you're flustered like that," he teased as he led you to a nearby ice cream stall.

You chose a refreshing mint chocolate ice cream, while Jeongin opted for strawberry. As you strolled along the shoreline, the foxtail attached to Jeongin's backpack fluttered anxiously, its usually lively motion now conveying distress. He steered you to a hidden beach alcove, sheltered from observers. The alcove, sheltered by towering palm trees and weathered rocks, created a sense of intimacy, as if the outside world had melted away. You felt a sense of curiosity wash over you, wondering what had prompted Jeongin to seek out this hidden refuge.

His normally bold movements faltered with a subtle nervous tremble. His glances darted sideways, evoking a wary animal's cautious vigilance.

The surprise waiting for you was breathtaking—a beautiful candlelit picnic, adorned with rose petals. You were awestruck, yet confused, wondering why Jeongin would go to such great lengths.

As you tried to process the romantic gesture, you realized that the nervous desert fox was watching your every reaction. When you finally looked up at him, you saw the words "Will you be my one?" formed from white rose petals, framed by warm, steady candlelight. Your heart skipped a beat as you struggled to find the right words to respond.

You bumped into Jeongin's chest, releasing a high-pitched gasp. His sudden proximity left you flustered, your face burning with embarrassment. You hadn't expected him to be standing so close.

With a nervous smile, you consented to be Jeongin's partner, trying to hide your anxiety as you sat beside him on the picnic blanket. Jeongin produced a concealed basket, retrieving food and arranging it before you with a gentle touch.

After finishing the meal, you couldn't resist the urge to slip off your sundress, revealing your hot-pink bikini underneath. You made a break for the ocean, laughing as Jeongin's eyes snapped toward the water, his face frozen in surprise. Before he could react, you started running into the waves, feeling the cool water envelop you.

Jeongin soon followed, and you let out a playful squeal as he chased you into the ocean. As you turned to face him, you sent a mock glare his way before dunking his head into the water. His resurfacing laughter was music to your ears. But before you could react, he wrapped his strong arms around your waist, dunking you underwater once again. The cold enveloped you, and you surfaced with a startled squeak, only to find Jeongin's beaming smile greeting you.

As you gazed up at Jeongin, a radiant smile spread across your face, reflecting the joy that filled your heart. The warm moonlight danced across his features, highlighting the gentle curve of his lips, which were now descending towards yours. The anticipation was palpable, and you could almost taste the salty tang of the ocean water that lingered on his skin. Then, his soft lips made contact with yours, sending shivers down your spine as the sweetness of the moment mingled with the hint of saltiness from their adventure in the waves.

As the darkness of night enveloped the beach, you and Jeongin strolled back onto the shore, the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks a gentle accompaniment to your footsteps. You both settled down on the picnic blanket, the soft fabric rustling beneath you as you got comfortable. The sweet scent of blooming flowers filled the air, and the only light came from the twinkling stars above. It was as if the world had slowed down, and all that mattered was the two of you, lost in the magic of the moment. As you gazed up at the starry sky, Jeongin's eyes locked onto yours, and the atmosphere began to simmer with a palpable tension. It was clear that the night was about to take a romantic turn, and you could hardly contain your nervous excitement.

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Taglist: @turtledove824 , @jeonginplsholdmyhand , @theodorenottgf

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