K-Pop one shots

The alarm blared at 5:00 AM, a brutal assault on Seungmin's sleep-addled brain. Groaning, he smacked the snooze button, his hand fumbling in the dark. This ungodly hour was all thanks to the impromptu collaboration they had landed with BTS. Exciting? Absolutely. Exhausting? Undeniably. The added group chat that had blown up their phones the night before hadn't helped either.

Bangchan, already awake and looking surprisingly put together, ruffled Seungmin's hair. "Come on, sleepy. We gotta move."

The rest of Stray Kids were a symphony of yawns and grumbles as they stumbled through the motions of getting ready. Leeknow, Han, and I.N, still half-asleep, exchanged sleepy kisses and comforting embraces. Bangchan and Hyunjin shared a quiet moment, a silent understanding passing between them. Felix, ever the ray of sunshine even at this hour, tried to inject some energy into the room, while Changbin mostly concentrated on not tripping over his own feet.

The flight was a blur of naps and nervous chatter. When they finally arrived in the other part of Seoul, a van was waiting to whisk them away to the BTS mansion. It was even more extravagant than they had imagined; a sprawling estate that screamed success and luxury. They were led to their assigned rooms, each a miniature apartment with a private bathroom and an office space. This was surreal. Stray Kids, staying with BTS.

The first day was a whirlwind of introductions, rehearsals, and awkward attempts at casual conversation. Both groups were professional, but the air was thick with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. By the time night fell, everyone was exhausted.

As the lights went out, a strange quiet settled over the mansion. It didn't last.

Around 2:00 AM, Han's phone buzzed with a text from the group chat, a frantic message: "Guys, do you hear that?"

Leeknow replied instantly, "Hear what? Is it just Bangchan and Hyunjin at it again?"

A chorus of denial came back immediately.

Bangchan: "Hey! We're trying to sleep too!"

Hyunjin: "It's not us, I swear!"

I.N added, "It kinda sounds like... moaning?"

A shiver ran down Seungmin's spine. The mansion was old, maybe it was just the wind? But the noises were definitely coming from somewhere.

Suga, ever the pragmatist, took charge. "Okay, everyone, I'm gonna call roll. Respond when you hear your name. Bangchan?"

The responses came quickly. Everyone, it seemed, was awake and equally disturbed. Except… RM and Jin.

A collective gasp rippled through the chat. RM and Jin? Everyone knew about the history between them, the years of unspoken feelings and lingering glances. But they had always maintained a platonic facade.

Suga, sensing the rising panic, quickly typed, "Okay, false alarm. RM and Jin just messaged me. They're… taking care of something. It's fine. Everyone go back to sleep."

It was a blatant lie, but no one dared to question it. The chat fell silent, punctuated only by the occasional wide-eyed emoji.

Everyone tried to sleep. But the noises persisted, muffled but undeniable.

In Bangchan and Hyunjin's room, the tension was palpable. The sounds, whatever they were, were doing something to them. A primal energy filled the air.

Hyunjin, unable to resist any longer, reached out and cupped Bangchan's face. He leaned in, their lips meeting in a slow, deep kiss. It was a spark that ignited a wildfire. Clothes were shed, hands roamed, and soon they were tangled in the sheets, a maelstrom of moans and gasps.

Hyunjin slid down and kissed Bangchan's thighs, teasing him. He took him inside his mouth sucking him slow and hard. Bangchan moaned and groaned at the sensation wanting more. Hyunjin kept going until Bangchan moaned his name and came in his mouth but that alone wasnt enough so Bangchan slid Hyunjin shorts off and slid his hard cock inside him making him moan and scream.

Suddenly, the group chat exploded again.

Han: "SMH 🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️"

Leeknow: "Not surprised."

The BTS members were thoroughly confused.

Jimin: "What's going on?"

Leeknow, with a sigh, typed, "Bangchan and Hyunjin got a little… carried away."

The chat went silent. Then, a flurry of emojis and bewildered questions from the BTS members.

Suga, clearly regretting his earlier attempt at damage control, took over again. "Okay, everyone, that's enough. We have practice at 5 AM. Try to get some sleep."

Stray Kids erupted in a fresh wave of panic.

I.N: "5 AM?! We're used to 7 or 8!"

Seungmin: "We're going to be zombies!"

J-Hope, ever the sunshine, chimed in, "Don't worry, guys! We'll help you get through it. Just think of it as a good workout!"

Jimin added, "Yeah, we've been doing this for years. You'll be fine."

Despite the reassurances, the Stray Kids members went to bed with a mixture of anxiety and morbid curiosity. What had they gotten themselves into?