Five Ways To Say 'i Love You' - Bang Chan X Gn!reader

five ways to say 'i love you' - bang chan x gn!reader

˗ˏˋ pairing: bang chan x gn!reader

˗ˏˋ description: five ways to say i love you. straightforward, through laughter, slipped under your tongue, instead of "thank you", as if you don't mean it.

˗ˏˋword count: 1.3k

˗ˏˋ tags: fluff.

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author's note: inspired by the first half of this post. today has been frustrating (my brain isn't braining), soo here's some chris' fluff!! this isn't a coherent story, just some random blurbs bc i really wanted to try this writing style. enjoy <3

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five ways to say 'i love you' (bang chan)

1. Straightforward. Soft and heavy, like morning before the coffee started brewing. Like that’s all there is to say.

It was still early in the morning when Chan woke up. The sun was barely out, only a few rays of sunlight covered both of your sleeping forms. Chan’s hand was still on top of your stomach and rested there gently. His other arm was under your neck to support your sleeping figure, giving you a sense of comfort when you escaped into your own dreamland. His upper leg rested on top of you, his body completely engulfed you in the comfortable way only he could. Every time Chan got home late, which happened regularly, he gently pulled your body closer to him this way, hoping that you were dreaming of him. 

He pressed a delicate kiss against the back of your neck, and another, and another. Your body, still unconscious, noticed the touch of your lover and begged you to wake up. Nothing you dreamt about could ever come close to the feeling of having him beside you. 

You stirred lightly and Chan stopped with his lips still pressed against your neck.

“Did I wake you up?” He asked after you stretched and you shook your head.

“No. Today should be an early day, anyway.”

Chan giggled. “Today’s Sunday, no?”

You nodded slightly and wiggled back so you were pressed straight against him.

“I know. That’s why I want to be up early. I have you all for myself today.”

You tried your best to stay away and to fight the slumber that was already taking over you again. Carefully to not disturb you too much, Chan tried to pull you even closer and pressed even more kisses against your neck.

“I love you.”

2. Through laughter, over a chorus of voices, knowing it’ll strike home anyway. It’s meant for everyone here, after all.

It was Friday morning when Chan texted you. He invited you over to the dorms later that night, explaining that the guys had planned to do a cosy movie night together with some friends. Naturally, he invited you. He always wanted you around and the boys knew it as well as he did. They all already expected you to come, and you agreed right away.

It was very well into the night, everyone who drank was a few drinks in already. Chan was still sober and watched you as you talked to Changbin. You laughed at something Changbin had said and Chan smiled widely at you. You caught his eye over the crowd and smiled back at him. His eyes turned into the most beautiful crescent moons and he mouthed a silent “I love you”, knowing that it would reach you all across the room.

3. Slipped under your tongue, twisted into something else. “I trust you,” maybe. Trust them to figure it out.

Chan did not mean to say it. Or maybe he did, unconsciously. The words just slipped out of his mouth and he could not get them back in, no matter how much he tried. Chan did not even remember what he was asked, when he smiled widely and said without thinking: “My partner, they love these things.”

It was quiet for a few seconds when he realised which secret he just shared, but he continued doing his live as if nothing had happened. It was not that big of a deal, anyway. Or so he hoped. 

His manager called him right after he ended the life, after bombarding him with texts all throughout it. They would have to do a meeting, he told Chan, and that they wanted to invite you to it. Chan sighed when he hung up and called you right after.

“I fucked up”, was the first thing he told you. You, who watched his live streams every week along with his fans, just smiled weakly.

“You didn’t,” you answered truthfully and watched as Chan rubbed his face.

“I - We need to meet with some guys tomorrow,” he then explained and watched your expression closely, “and I think I would like to confirm this. Us.”

Your heart felt warm at his confession. It would be nice to finally let the world know that he was fully and entirely yours. Smiling more genuine now, you answered him.

“I trust you.”

4. Instead of “thank you” or “see you soon” or “drive safe.” Because no matter what you say it’ll mean the same thing.

When you woke up, Chan was right beside you, fast asleep. His new habit of coming over to yours instead of the dorms after staying at the studio all night made your heart flutter. There was nothing you loved more than waking up in the morning and feeling his arm securely draped over your waist. 

Careful to not wake him up, you took his hand in yours and wriggled out of his grasp. As a response, he just grunted and pulled your pillow closer into him. It was sweet and made you smile. 

You went to the kitchen after you got ready for your day. Humming, you prepared two boxes of breakfast. One for your own day and one for Chan, so he had something to take with him when he went back to the studio. It was a habit of yours ever since he started spending more time over at your place. Besides, that was your way of making sure that he actually ate something throughout the day.

When you finished packing his breakfast, you wrote him a little note, saying ‘I love you’. You put it back in the fridge and made your way out of the door quietly, to let him rest for a little while longer.

After a few hours of being out, your phone buzzed. Smiling, you took it out of your pocket and saw a message notification from Chan.

“I love you.”

5. Casually, as if you don’t mean it. Trying like hell not to mean it.

You did not like Chan. Correction. You did not want to like Chan. He was your best friend’s friend, after all. Felix himself had introduced the both of you a little while back. Since he was close with Chan, he usually joined the both of you whenever you went out. Chan was incredibly sweet and attentive, and yet still incredibly flirty with you. It was hard to remind yourself that your feelings were all platonic sometimes.

The other day, Felix invited you over to a movie night. Naturally, Chan joined you. You arrived early and Felix was still preparing some snacks. He rejected your offer to help him, claiming that you should just sit down with Chan and talk to him until Felix was done.

Chan was already seated on the couch. He had a blanket on top of his lap, jokingly claiming that it was way too cold in the living room.

“Maybe you’re just old,” Felix said and rolled his eyes, before we went back to whatever he was doing. Chan grinned and greeted you.

“How are you?”

You hesitated, before you whispered: “A bit cold too. Not gonna lie.”

Chan laughed loudly and put his blanket up. He patted on the spot beside him and gestured for you to sit down. When you did, he put the blanket over your lap.

“Your knight in shining armour is here to help,” he exclaimed dramatically and put a hand over his chest. You giggled.

“Ah! Sir Christopher! Thank you for your services," you joked back dramatically, "I love you.”

You put your hand on your chest and mimicked his gesture, desperately trying to make your confession sound as nonchalant as possible.

who’s that girl!

FOURTY-EIGHT / taking chances

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warnings: lots of wanting to die, profanity, some angst, um making out gets kind of intense, that's it afaik

word count: 2.3k

THE HEART WORKS IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS. That was something you had discovered over the course of the last couple of days. A week ago, the idea of ever romantically being with Beomgyu sounded ridiculous. Now, the idea of not being with him sounded even worse.

A week ago, you would feel nothing riding in the elevator up to your apartment floor. Why would you? It was just an elevator, the same elevator you rode every single day to the apartment you went to every single day. Now, however, your heart was a mess as you watched the floor number increase until it finally hit 4.

"Are you sure I can't just stay with you for one more day?" You asked Chaewon with a small waver in your voice. "I'll come home this weekend! I just remembered your apartment is closer to the school I'm substituting at!" You lied, which they all obviously knew.

Sakura let out a small laugh. "You're going to be fine, Y/N. You just gotta rip off the band-aid!" She told you, and reached over to shake your arm.

"Yeah, Y/N! Everything is going to work out just fine, you just have to trust in the universe." Yunjin encouraged you, softly rubbing your other arm to reassure you. You let out a soft sigh, allowing yourself to lean into her touch. Yes, she was right, everything was going to be just fine. You were just going to have to live ten feet away from the guy who just rejected you, you would be okay.

The door opened, and you let Yunjin lead you out into the hallway.

A week ago, a walk down the fourth floor hallway of your building was the most normal, mundane thing in the world. But now, it felt like you were walking right into your own funeral. A small part of you had hope that he wouldn't be home, and you wouldn't have to face him just yet, but you knew that was just wishful thinking.

Panic overcame you, and you stopped dead in your tracks to turn and face your friends. "What if he's there? And I freak out and do something stupid? What if he's mean to me? What if I start doing my Miss Piggy impression again and they kick me out? What if--"

"Y/N!" Chaewon cut you off, slapping her hands down on your shoulders to roughly force you down to reality. "You need to relax. Beomgyu is an idiot, but he's not going to be mean. And if he is, you have us three to take care of you, okay?" She put her face right up next to your own, staring at you with big, buggy like eyes.

"Okay. Okay, you're right. I will be fine. I'm being dramatic for nothing." You told yourself, and took deep breaths until you felt yourself start to relax at least a little bit. Finally, you turned back to face your door, and sucked in one last inhale before opening it up.

It took you less than a second to find Beomgyu. He was standing by the couch, next to Yeonjun and Soobin who he was presumably talking to before he entered. He found you immediately as well, his dark eyes growing wide when he did so. You thought your heart was going to explode.

"Oh! Hi, Y/N! Welcome back!" Soobin greeted you, waving to you from across the room. Your eyes flicked over to him, grateful for an excuse to avoid Beomgyu's suffocating gaze. The longer you looked at him, the more you wanted to feel his lips on your own again, and the more painful it became that you couldn't do that.

"Hi." You spoke weakly, stepping all the way into the apartment so your friends could follow you in. There was a heavy silence that filled the room, and a tension so thick one could slice right through it with a knife.

Suddenly, Yeonjun cleared his throat, the noise nearly startling you. "Hey, Sakura, Yunjin and Chaewon, Soobin and I want to show you something really interesting in the kitchen. Right, Soobin?"

The taller boy nodded, and your heart sunk into your stomach when you realized what was happening. You glanced over at Yunjin, hoping she would do something to save you, but instead gave you a wink and followed the others into the kitchen.

You and Beomgyu were now alone in the living room, and you wished you would die right then and there. You couldn't figure out what Yunjin and the others were planning, but you knew you didn't like it.

Like an idiot, you risked a glance at him, and immediately regretted it. You wanted so badly to talk with him like you had before, to have your stupid banter and feel the incurable urge to smack him. But, unlike before, you also wanted to kiss him, to revel in the feeling of his hair tangled between your fingers. You wanted so many things, but you just couldn't have them.

"Listen, Y/N, I--"

"You know what! I think I left one of my bags in the car, I should go back out and grab it!" Before you knew it, the lie was slipping off your tongue, and you were slipping out of the door and back into the hallway. You thought you could do this, you thought you'd be fine facing him after everything that happened, but you weren't.

You could hear footsteps following you, and felt you heart start to race. "Let me help you grab it!" Beomgyu shouted, and you shook your head as you frantically pushed the button on the elevator.

"No-no, that's okay, you should go see what Yeonjun has in the kitchen!" You suggested, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. Thankfully, the doors opened, and you slipped inside the elevator. You began to aggressively push the "close door" button.

"But it's dangerous out there!" Beomgyu was faster than the elevator was, though, slamming his hand in front of the doors so they wouldn't be able to close. You gulped hard, your eyes widening as you realized you just trapped yourself in an elevator with him.

You planned to just stay silent as the elevator began its descent, but thanks to your incredible luck, you felt the elevator lurch, and come to a halt. Of-fucking-course the elevator stopped today of all days. At that point, you wished it would just fall through the building and kill you in the process.

"Are you okay?!" Beomgyu asked in a panic, stepping forward to check on you. But you brushed him off, turning to face away from him.

"I'm fine." You mumbled.

He went quiet, but you could feel his eyes burning holes into you from afar. He wanted to reach out, and touch you, but he held himself back, not wanting to push anything too far. You had hoped to escape the tension that filled your apartment before, but now it was ten times worse.

His gaze dropped to the floor, and you heard him let out a deep exhale. You glanced over at him, watching as he leaned back against the wall of the elevator, looking a bit defeated. "Y/N... I know you don't want to hear what I have to say right now, but... Could you please just let me explain what happened?" His voice was soft, but it still managed to startle you.

"Yeah, I'd love an explanation." You said a bit bitterly, looking away from him. "I thought we liked each other. I thought you liked me. I don't understand why you initiated that kiss if us being roommates bothered you so much. I don't understand why you didn't even try to talk to me before making that choice--which affects both of us, by the way, not just you. I can't figure any of it out, Beomgyu!"

You hadn't meant to go off on him. In fact, you weren't really sure where it had all come from. For the last couple of days, you had been so busy wallowing in your sadness, you hadn't stopped and thought about how angry you were. How angry you were at him, and how angry you were at his stupid excuse, but most of all how angry you were at yourself, for allowing yourself to fall for your him in the first place.

"I just... I feel so stupid." You whispered.

"You're not stupid!" He was quick to reassure you, dashing across the the elevator to grab hold of your hands. "I did like you--I mean, I do like you. I just got scared, because when I told Yeonjun what happened, he got all mad, and told me we shouldn't be together because we're roommates and it'll make things awkward--"

"But why would you even listen to him, Beomgyu?!" You asked him, shaking your hands loose from his own. "You're an adult, you can make your own decisions, you shouldn't let Yeonjun tell you what to do!"

"I know that now! But, he was talking about if things don't work out, and it just got me thinking about what it would be like if things did go South, and honestly, Y/N..." He paused, taking his own turn to look away. "I think I like you more than I've liked ever liked anyone. Which is really fucking scary, because the last time I was in a relationship, I screwed it up and lost her, and the last thing I want is to lose you."

You stared down at your feet, allowing yourself a moment to take in all he was saying. His words had hit you like a truck. In all of your previous relationships, you were always the one to fall first, and the one to fall harder. You were always moving too fast for the others, and scaring them away. But here was Beomgyu, standing in front of you, putting his heart on the line the way nobody before him had.

"I.... I don't want to lose you either, Gyu." You confessed, the nickname slipping out of your mouth out of habit. "And maybe that means we shouldn't be together, and maybe it means we should play it safe and put this fire out before it grows too big..."

He nodded grimly. If that had been your choice, to end things there, you were sure he wouldn't have fought you too much on it. He understood that he messed up, and there was a chance he wasn't going to be able to win you back.

You looked up and finally met his eyes. "But I don't care. I would rather us take a chance, and see where it goes, than try to bury our feelings like they don't exist. Because I think we could be really, really great together, and I think my feelings are too deep to bury, even if we tried. I want us to give this a shot, Beomgyu."

"I want to give us a shot, too."

You weren't sure if you had fully forgiven him yet. You weren't sure if you were making the right choice for still wanting to be with him. You weren't sure if this was going to come back and bite you in the ass later. You weren't sure of much, but you were sure about one thing. And that was how badly you wanted to kiss him again.

So, you did.

You grabbed hold of his cheeks and pulled him down so he was level with you, and pressed your lips against his. You thought of your first kiss, and how amazing it had seemed, but this one was something else. It was like a million fireworks going off at once, or like a dam bursting open. It was something straight out of a fairy tale, where the princess finally worked up the nerve to kiss the prince. It was miles ahead of every single kiss that had come before it.

Just like before, your fingers found their home in his shaggy hair, tugging at his scalp to bring him closer to you. His hands snaked around your waist, his fingertips slipping under your shirt and brushing against your skin. The touch set your skin ablaze, igniting a fire within you that you weren't sure you ever wanted to put out.

Before you have any time to protest, his hand's are hooking themselves under your thighs, and he's lifting you up off the ground. Without his lips ever leaving your's, he's carrying you across the elevator, pushing your back up against the wall so you were now straddling his waist.

"Did I tell you I really like you?" He breathed against your lips, before pulling away to bury his kisses in the crook of your neck.

"I really like you, too." You smiled, a breathy laugh escaping your mouth when you felt his teeth nip at your skin.

You must have been too consumed by his lips to notice when the elevator started moving again, caught completely off guard when the elevator doors opened and exposed your compromising position. In a panic, your eyes flickered to the hallway, baffled to see Felix and Hyunjin standing in front of the door.

Beomgyu dropped you back to the floor, turning to see the two men and sharing a quizzical look with you.

"Uh, hi, what are you guys doing here?" You asked between heavy breaths, trying to calm your racing heart and pretend they hadn't just seen you making you with Beomgyu in an elevator.

Felix stared at you with a bewildered expression. "Um, we made brownies. We were going to thank you for helping us get together." He explained, gesturing to Hyunjin who looked like he had just witnessed the two of you committing murder. "It looks like you owe me some brownies, too."

You laughed softly at his joke, glancing over at Beomgyu who looked a bit confused. But he looked back at you, his gaze relaxing once his eyes met your own. Yeah, you weren't sure if it was the right thing to forgive him so easily, but you didn't care. You knew you wanted to be with him. You felt your lips curl up into a smile.

"Yeah, I guess I do."

author's note: IT FINALLY HAPPENED WOO!!! the stupid people are done being stupid <3 this chapter was so hard for me to write but i think i'm happy w how it turned out!!! only 3 chapters left this is so sad i will miss yngyu sm...

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LOVE NEWS ! — CHAPTER 14

article fourteen - niki DUPE

warnings : cursing (barely)

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FOURTY-TWO / shut it down

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warnings: yeonjun ruins everything, profanity, that’s it afaik

authors note: beomgyu starting out kinda hopeful then getting shut down… yngyu opposites rn this is crazy… also did anyone else see the concept photos today and feel kinda crazy hahaha???

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↬part forty four — cancelled

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↬hwang hyunjin x reader | college au

you have a crush on him, he feels nothing. you'd do anything as long as you get to spend time with him, he takes it for granted. but even those who have feelings for someone can reach their limit, and hyunjin is the only one to blame.

a/n: hellooo, sorry it took so long but Life has happened lol. i hope you guys enjoy and please let me know your thoughts on it<3

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strawberry cheesecake

pairing: non-idol?han x gn!reader [reader has a uterus/is menstruating]

word count: 1.0k~

warnings: menstruation tw. food tw. this was meant to be non-idol but honestly read it however you like, idc. reader gets kind of emotional bc have you ever had really good food when ur having a bad day? its healing. also this isnt proofread.

daisy’s notes: oh to have a cute boy and enjoy cheesecake w him and then take a lil nap while being comforted… han would understand me on the cheesecake part. he would. also this has been sitting in my drafts for three months. be free.

“Oh, hey! Sorry to bother you, but, uh… Why did Jisung tear ass out of here like… maybe ten minutes ago?”

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