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probably up; bang chan

genre: fluff, humor (sort of), based on the song probably up by lawrence

word count: 1.9K

warnings: mentions of alcohol, a lot of texting, i apologize for any possible typos/grammatical mistakes

i originally started this one for the song fic requests when anon🧸 (who i miss very much) requested the song probably up by lawrence, but i only finished the drabble recently so that is why i am posting it now. enjoy :)

you look at the people dancing to the music blasting from the speakers at the party.

you yawn before taking another sip from your drink. the alcohol burning your throat makes you scrunch your nose. rolling your eyes, you sigh. even your drink sucks.

bored really is an understatement to how you feel right now. this definitely isn't how you hoped your night would go.

after finally being done with finals you wanted to go out with your friends and celebrate. but to your disappointment they still needed to study for an exam they had to retake, making them unable to go out with you tonight. "if you had failed that exam like we did, we could be studying together now," they had said.

at first you wanted to cancel your plans of going out, but then you decided that maybe going out alone for once would be fun too, maybe you'd meet someone.

so that is how you ended up sitting at the bar stool in a pretty black dress, sipping the way too expensive and nasty drink, bored out of your mind. meeting someone didn't work out, and it only took about ten minutes after arriving at the party that you realized you do not like going out alone.

you grab your phone and think about who to text but then sigh as you realize it's one in the morning. most of your friends are probably either sleeping or working right now.

just as you are about to put your phone away, you notice a certain person is still online.

you grin as you quickly start typing.

y/n: should've known you'd still be up

you wait for a second and the 'read' mark quickly appears before the person starts typing.

chan: hey, what's that supposed to mean. i literally went to sleep before midnight last week.

you chuckle.

y/n: you know you're supposed to sleep more than once a week?

chan: i don't think i agree but thanks <3

you shake your head as you smile, your mood immediately going up when talking to your close friend.

chan: what's up though? why are you still up?

y/n: am at the club rn

chan: LMAO? why are you texting me then?

y/n: can i not text my good friend when being at a party? is that a rule i missed? :|

chan: well you usually party too hard to be thinking about me soooo

y/n: whaaat no i think abt you 24/7 babe wdym

grinning, you wait for his reply but you frown when it takes longer than you expected.

he starts typing but then stops again before finally sending you a reply.

chan: ha ha

chan: but for real tho, are you okay?

y/n: yea yea i'm just really bored bc i'm alone

chan: you went out on your OWN????? who are you and what did you do y/n.

you roll your eyes.

y/n: i'm more independent than you think, chris

chan: sure :))

you bite your lip and suddenly realize the way your cheeks are warm and you're smiling from ear to ear as you’re texting chan.

frowning, you shake your head: must be the alcohol making you extra hot and smiley. you just ignore the fact that you only had about two sips tonight.

y/n: are you working on a new song

chan: yeah

chan: well, sort of. i‘m trying to write a song right now but i kind of have a writers block idk i don't know what to write about

y/n: ohh that sucks :/ what do you think you need to get inspired again?

chan: man idkkk all i know is that i need to finish this song soon because the comeback is coming up and we don't have enough songs yet

you pout, feeling bad for your friend as you stare at the screen.

y/n: i wish you all the luck, chan, im 100% sure you'll figure it out

chan: thanks, y/n

chan: you should go back to partying

y/n: nah i think im gonna go home, it's boring here and i feel lonely

chan: won't you feel lonelier when being alone at your place rn?

y/n: are you indicating i should come over to yours, christopher bang?

you let out a chuckle, already imagining his flustered reaction but your eyes widen for a second when you see his reply, making you the flustered one.

chan: if you want to then yeah i am

for some reason you feel your heart skip a beat and you frown. what's up with you tonight?

you get up from the bar stool as you start walking towards the exit of the club.

y/n: you're at the studio right ?

chan: as usual

y/n: okay, i'm on my way.

you feel a strange giddy feeling in your chest as you sit in the yellow cab on your way to chan.

after paying the cab driver you get out of the vehicle and walk towards the gray building.

you text chan you've arrived and soon you're standing in front of the door of his studio.

the door opens, revealing a smiley chan.

his smile freezes a little as his eyes drop to your body, not being able to stop them from checking you out from head to toe. he lets out a small breath he was holding before quickly stepping aside, gesturing for you to enter.

"what's up, bang," you say as nonchalantly as possible, pretending like you didn't notice him checking you out.

"the sky."

you turn to chan who's closing the door and give him an unamused look, making him laugh. you sit down on the couch behind chan's chair and let out a long sigh. "this couch really has zero business being this comfortable."

chan sits down on his chair and spins around to face you. "what do you mean zero business? do you know how often i sleep here?"

you shake your head. “and that's not something you should be proud of, chan, you really need to take better care of yourself. you're overworking yourself again."

chan's face softens and he looks away, avoiding your gaze. "i know, i know. i'm just not sleepy."

"how come?"

the boy shrugs as he fiddles with his rings.

you lean back on the couch and stare at the ceiling. "i once read you feel sleepy when you're with someone you feel safe with. you should find your safe person."

chan thinks for a second and a small smile tugs on his lips as he nods, his eyes still on the floor. "maybe i should."

you chuckle. "yeah, you've been single for too long. you're too cute to be single."

chan feels his heart skip a beat and rolls his eyes, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek as he shakes his head. "i should get back to work, you're distracting me."

you sit up straight, looking chan straight in his eyes as you raise your eyebrows teasingly. "i distract you, huh?"

chan lets out a huff before spinning back to face his desk, hiding his soon to be red cheeks and quickly puts his headphones back on his head. "bye, y/n."

you let out a laugh and chan bites his lower lip for a second at the sound. so pretty, he thinks.

about ten minutes later, chan takes off his headphones and spins back to you, making you look up from your phone.

"can you listen to this? it's an instrumental i've been working on."

your eyes light up and you quickly nod as you get up from your spot on the couch making chan smile at your genuine enthusiasm.

you look around the small studio for a chair. when chan notices, he quickly gets up from his chair to offer you his seat. you thank him and sit down as he goes to stand beside you. leaning over your shoulder, he grabs the headphones and you hold your breath at the close proximity.

you smile at him when he puts the headphones on your head and chan immediately smiles back, feeling his heart grow a size at how adorable you look with you slightly red cheeks. is it normal to find a friend this adorable?

before he can think about the subject any longer he turns on the demo and leans back. you focus on the screen as you listen to the song playing. it sounds dreamy and nostalgic and it does something to your heart. you don’t even notice the way your eyes are slightly widened and a smile rests on your lips as you listen to the beautiful sounds coming from the headphones. you like to once again blame it on the small amount of alcohol you consumed that your eyes are slightly starting to water.

you’re glad the song ends before a tear can actually escape your eye but what you don’t know is chan already noticed your glossy eyes, making him feel the urge to hug you. he likes to blame this on the fact he feels grateful you like the song and not on the fact he just wants to hold you close.

“so do you like it?” chan asks as you put down the headphones. you look up at chan, still mesmerized by the soft tunes and nod. “i love it, chan. you’re incredibly talented.”

chan feels his heart speed up and whispers a small ‘thank you’ as he looks away, the tip of his ears turning red. “it sounds like it could be a perfect love song. it’s beautiful,” you smile as you get up from the chair and sit back down on the couch.

chan stays leaned against the desk and looks up when you continue talking. “whatever lyrics you end up writing, i am sure everyone will absolutely love the song. i am in love with it already, i will be its biggest fan for sure,” you chuckle but for some reason chan can’t seem to smile as his eyes are focused on you.

because it’s in that moment that chan realizes finding your friend this adorable isn’t normal. feeling the urge to hold your friend tight and kiss the top of her head while telling her how lovely she is, isn’t normal.

he realizes the way he feels for you is not platonic anymore, and now he even wonders if it ever was.

“you’re staring at me like you’re in love with me, christopher,” you say, yawning as you get comfortable on the couch.

chan snaps out of his daze and clears his throat. “i should continue working on the song.”

you nod. “don’t work for too long, you need to sleep, chan,” you mumble making the man’s heart skip a beat once again. every time you say his name it does something to him.

“wake me up when you’re ready to go home.” and with that you close your eyes, already feeling yourself starting to doze off on the way too comfortable couch.

chan can’t help but keep his lovesick eyes on you for a few more seconds before turning back to his notes, a smile on his lips.

suddenly a yawn escapes his mouth and he frowns when he realizes how sleepy he suddenly feels even with his heart beating twice as fast with you in the room.

but even when he lets out another yawn, he knows he can’t sleep just yet.

because when he glances back at you one more time, he finally knows exactly what to write the song about.

masterlist

channie's way of helping you relax

“Sweetheart, can you come here for a minute?”

Chan was sitting on the living room’s floor with his back leaned against the black leather couch. His hands motioned you to come sit in between his legs, fully positioned in the safety of his embrace. You felt his strong arms wrap around you and leaned back against his broad chest. A warm feeling overcame you, like finally sensing the first rays of sunshine after a gruesome winter.

“I want you to close your eyes”, he said gently. You did as he told but only for a second as your curiosity got the best of you. He instantly noticed and scolded you for your behavior.

“Ah ah, bad girl. Close your eyes, baby girl. Be good for me.”

This time you obeyed – with eyes closed you leaned even deeper into his body.

“Good girl. I want you to take some deep breaths for me, okay? Deep breath in through your nose and deep breath out of your mouth.”

You felt his chest rising as he demonstrated the breathing and joined him, getting calmer and calmer by his side.

“In and out”, he calmly orchestrated.

“Can you feel yourself relax some more, baby?”

A sweet smile formed on your lips, deeply touched by his care for you.

“Now breathe normally and just listen to my words, okay?”

Your breathing stabilized and you felt peaceful, like a wave of calmness had washed over you, taking away all the stressors of daily life. You surrendered to the moment and only focused on Chan, simply listening to his deep and raspy voice like he wanted you to.

“I am so in love with you, y/n”, he declared softly.

“Like, crazy in love with you, baby.”

“Do you even realize that? Do you even realize what you’re doing to me?”

“I’ve never met someone like you. Someone so beautiful and captivating, so smart and charming. I feel like I am dating my best friend. My goddess. My soulmate…”

“You make me a better person, baby. Thank you for that.”

“Thank you for always staying by my side and forcing me to sleep and eat and relax.” A small giggle escaped your lips.

“I wanna take care of you forever. I wanna make sure you’re safe and that you take your vitamins and get a bite to eat. I wanna make sure you’re hydrated and in good spirits.”

“I wanna make you feel loved, y/n.”

“Every. Single. Day.”

“I love you, y/n. Like so fucking much.”

“Our love is special, don’t you think? It’s not only sexy and passionate but also nurturing.”

“I won’t ever let go of you."

“In fact, I’m going to marry you some day.”

“I’m going to take this delicate hand of yours and put a ring on it. Not just a simple ring, no, the most beautiful and shiniest diamond I can find. One that’s so special that your friends’ jaws will drop at brunch. That kind of ring.”

“Because that’s what you deserve, baby.”

“You deserve to be taken care of. And spoiled. All the riches in the world belong to you as long as you’re with me, sweetie.”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Will you make me the happiest man on the planet?”

“Say yes, baby.”

“Please, say yes.”

“Please?”

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.

˗ˏˋ taglist: if you want to be (un)added, send me an ask please !!

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

minors and ageless blogs dni!

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.

Editors note: I have not written something fanfic in years by years i mean since 2006. I am terrified to post this. But lately I have a itch that I need to scratch. Writing is a way for me to bare my soul. It is a way for me to escape. I hope you all enjoy. And if this does well. I will possibly write more. Please go easy on me. 🖤

CHAN FLUFF.

Compass

Chan X Reader

You never truly had that person who you could turn too. Never had THAT connection, never felt the love of a man who only had the burning desire to make you happy. Who was willing to shield you from the cruelty of the world and was willing to shelter you.

Chan was one of a kind. You have never met someone with so much love, so much compassion and with so much talent. His smile lit up any room he would walk in. His eyes, those beautiful brown eyes how you drowned in them.

His eyes captivated you and his voice was sounds of sirens drawing you in the depths of his heart.. When you were with him nothing else mattered. Your souls intertwined , time was nothing. Everything was at a stand still.

A smile spread across your face as you watch your lover. You definitely had your faults. But he chose you. He chose all of you. Flaws and all. You've always told him "I'm a lost cause. Darkness fills my world." He would give you that smile that always melted your heart, kiss you on the forehead and say, "I am your compass, baby. I am here as a light to guide you through the stormy weather. My soul will be your compass and my heart will be the light and my voice will bring you back from that darkness."

And he was right, he was your compass. He would stop the voices and the demons that would anchor you in the deep. He would release those demons and lift the weight of the hour. "Hello Darkness." You would say. He knew the hurt and the things you have faced. He wanted to be the one who would shelter you from the storm.

You were his world and he desperately wish you would realize how much you meant to him. You too were his light, his compass in his darkness.

You made him feel loved, appreciated and wanted. He took care of everyone before you and no one cared for him. Sleepless nights, wanting and longing for a touch, for a soul, and for a love to light up his world.

One sweet day. There you were. His saving grace. Fate lead him to you, he just knew it. He always wondered if he had that person, the one who set his world on fire, time stopped when he saw you. His heart caught in his throat, he forgot how to breathe. Your beauty charmed him, your smile consumed him, your eyes, oh how he loved your big beautiful brown eyes, full of wonder. His soul ached to be next to yours.

The moment your eyes connected, your heart was beating so fast. You couldn't look away. You always thought you didn't have that person. Instantly with Chan you felt it. The pull of two people longing to touch, to kiss, to have their souls dancing together as one.

You kissed your lover as he sat besided you. You lived for that memory of meeting him. He smiled in return with a questioning look. You laid your head on his shoulder. "You okay, baby?" He asked with concern. You nodded your head. "I am more than okay." You chuckled. "And what is it that you find amusing, my love?"

You lifted your head off his shoulders, looked him in his eyes and gave him a kiss, one that shook your very core and his. He deepened the kiss wrapping his arms around you. You were the air he breathe and he was yours. You loved this man with every fiber of your being.

You broke the kiss still wanting more but you knew you needed to think clearly. You run your fingers through his brown curly hair. Fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes. He pressed the palm of his hand on your cheek, using his thrumb to wipe away your tears and with that you smiled.

"Thank you for being my compass, thank you for bringing me out of the darkness. Oh lovey! You saved me. You truly have no idea how much you did. My love for you deepens daily. I can not imagine life without you. You truly are my compass who guides me through it all."

Without saying nothing his lips found yours and you let your favorite compass take control and guide you home.

(Author's note: Please do not copy my work. Legal action will be taken if you do so.)

Editors note: I have not written something fanfic in years by years i mean since 2006. I am terrified to post this. But lately I have a itch that I need to scratch. Writing is a way for me to bare my soul. It is a way for me to escape. I hope you all enjoy. And if this does well. I will possibly write more. Please go easy on me. 🖤

CHAN FLUFF.

Compass

Chan X Reader

You never truly had that person who you could turn too. Never had THAT connection, never felt the love of a man who only had the burning desire to make you happy. Who was willing to shield you from the cruelty of the world and was willing to shelter you.

Chan was one of a kind. You have never met someone with so much love, so much compassion and with so much talent. His smile lit up any room he would walk in. His eyes, those beautiful brown eyes how you drowned in them.

His eyes captivated you and his voice was sounds of sirens drawing you in the depths of his heart.. When you were with him nothing else mattered. Your souls intertwined , time was nothing. Everything was at a stand still.

A smile spread across your face as you watch your lover. You definitely had your faults. But he chose you. He chose all of you. Flaws and all. You've always told him "I'm a lost cause. Darkness fills my world." He would give you that smile that always melted your heart, kiss you on the forehead and say, "I am your compass, baby. I am here as a light to guide you through the stormy weather. My soul will be your compass and my heart will be the light and my voice will bring you back from that darkness."

And he was right, he was your compass. He would stop the voices and the demons that would anchor you in the deep. He would release those demons and lift the weight of the hour. "Hello Darkness." You would say. He knew the hurt and the things you have faced. He wanted to be the one who would shelter you from the storm.

You were his world and he desperately wish you would realize how much you meant to him. You too were his light, his compass in his darkness.

You made him feel loved, appreciated and wanted. He took care of everyone before you and no one cared for him. Sleepless nights, wanting and longing for a touch, for a soul, and for a love to light up his world.

One sweet day. There you were. His saving grace. Fate lead him to you, he just knew it. He always wondered if he had that person, the one who set his world on fire, time stopped when he saw you. His heart caught in his throat, he forgot how to breathe. Your beauty charmed him, your smile consumed him, your eyes, oh how he loved your big beautiful brown eyes, full of wonder. His soul ached to be next to yours.

The moment your eyes connected, your heart was beating so fast. You couldn't look away. You always thought you didn't have that person. Instantly with Chan you felt it. The pull of two people longing to touch, to kiss, to have their souls dancing together as one.

You kissed your lover as he sat besided you. You lived for that memory of meeting him. He smiled in return with a questioning look. You laid your head on his shoulder. "You okay, baby?" He asked with concern. You nodded your head. "I am more than okay." You chuckled. "And what is it that you find amusing, my love?"

You lifted your head off his shoulders, looked him in his eyes and gave him a kiss, one that shook your very core and his. He deepened the kiss wrapping his arms around you. You were the air he breathe and he was yours. You loved this man with every fiber of your being.

You broke the kiss still wanting more but you knew you needed to think clearly. You run your fingers through his brown curly hair. Fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes. He pressed the palm of his hand on your cheek, using his thrumb to wipe away your tears and with that you smiled.

"Thank you for being my compass, thank you for bringing me out of the darkness. Oh lovey! You saved me. You truly have no idea how much you did. My love for you deepens daily. I can not imagine life without you. You truly are my compass who guides me through it all."

Without saying nothing his lips found yours and you let your favorite compass take control and guide you home.

Christmas is one of The Bahng's favorite holiday's and it's their first official Christmas as a family. Will things go the way Chan and his wife would like for their new born or will their mischievous cat be the grinch who stole Christmas?

No warnings just a cute little fluff of Chan and the boys.

"I promise the best part is yet to come. Slow dance together, two become one. That's what we've waited all day for no one else but me and you. Nothin' I would rather do than hold you all through the night under my tree. Bring along the mistletoe" your husband sang as you dance in the living room.

The door bell rang knocking you both out of your world. He gave you a smile and headed to the door. "Channie Hyung! Open the door, it's cold!" His younger friend yelled.

Upon opening the door there stood his 7 best friends patiently waiting to meet the newest member. "Changbin, keep it down, please. Tobias is napping!" You say. Chan moved to the side and let his friends in. "I hope it's okay, Cheyenne wanted to come as well." Han said. Your husband smiled and laughed while saying. "Of course. Chey is family and plus my lovey will love the company."

You made your way over to your son who was sound asleep in his bassinet. Your whole life you have always felt this loneliness inside of you. Part of that was filled when you met your husband but once this beautiful baby boy was born the urge that you had, that feeling of being lonely was long gone.

Tobias is the spitting image of his father, brown curly hair and tiny little baby dimples. "He's beautiful!" Hyunjin said, you looked up at him. "I told Chan that this was the most beautiful Christmas gift he has given me." You bent down and picked up the sleepy baby.

Chan and the rest of the boys made their way over. Tobias opened his beautiful brown eyes and stared at his momma. You smiled and kissed his forehead. You looked over at the seven eager men. All were patiently waiting their turn to hold their nephew

Seungmin looked around and frowned. "Well, I'm definitely glad we came to help you. Our nephew deserves the best Christmas and his parents are totally lacking in the decoration department!"

Chan scrunched his nose while you gave a little huff. "Hey! In my defense. I was popping out a kid!" You say laughing. "And the tree is up just not decorated! Tobias decided to make a grand entrance the day we wanted to do the tree. We've been busy the past twelve days" Chan added.

"So the baby is cute and all but let's face the fact of the real reason I am here. Where is my baby girl, where's Duchess?" Minho asks. Duchess is your cat, gorgeous girl with big green eyes, short grey hair and striped like a tiger and who loves attention. Especially from Minho.

Hearing the sound of her favorite "Uncles" voice she merges from the darkness of the stair case with a faint "meow" as a response to Minho. "There's our pretty girl!" Chan said. Duchess made her way over to Minho while giving her dad the side eye. Felix couldn't help but laugh.

"What did you do to her?" I.N asked, Chan looked offended and tossed his hands up in the air. "Duchess, my princess!" Minho said while picking her up and snuggling her close. You looked over and smiled, "she's been moody since we brought Tobias home. I think she's jealous of the baby"

Your smiled faded as Minho and Duchess gave you their judgy look. "So are we gonna make those cookies now" Han asked breaking the awkward silence. Felix nodded and headed for the kitchen. Cheyenne walked over, "I'll take him while you make cookies." She said reaching for Tobias. "Thank you for helping watch him, means the world to us" Chan said to her. She gave him a smile "No problem!"

Everyone went into the kitchen. Han turned on some Christmas music while Hyunjin grabbed the tree decorations from the box. "Who would like to help me decorate the tree" Hyunjin asked. "Changbin, stay outta the candy!" Seungmin yelled while smacking his hand away from the candy dish. "Boys, no fighting!" You said staring them all down, "We won't" all say in tune.

You and Cheyenne both let out a sigh, you knew that promise would last maybe an hour tops.

" We made the cookie dough ahead so all we really need to do is get the cookie cutters, the icing and stuff is in the pantry" Chan said guiding Felix. "You know it would be alot easier if you put the cat down" Hyunjin said with a giggle. Minho turned and looked him in the eyes "180° for 20 minutes. I won't hesitate."

The smell of the cookies and the hot chocolate filled the air, along with chatter and laughter. "Hannie, honey! What did you do to Santa?" Cheyenne asked laughing at her husband's quirkiness. He gave his gummy smile and continued with his hip hop santa.

Chan and you decorated a couple cookies and decided to help the others with the tree. Cheyenne and Han followed soon after. "Would you like him back?" She asked you while holding out her arms. You nodded taking your son back into your arms. Chan kissed your forehead and Tobias'.

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Twenty minutes later the tree was ready for the topper, Felix and Seungmin came to see the lighting of the tree and the star.

Minho set down Duchess and stood back and admired his work. The tree looked beautiful and he was excited his nephew was gonna have a good Christmas.

"Lovey, please be careful and don't fall off the ladder!" You said, "or knock down the tree old man" Seungmin added. Chan made a face at Seungmin's statement while placing the star on the top of the tree. Chan climbed down and headed to the back of the tree. "You guys ready, yeah?" He asked.

Everyone nodded, he plugged the tree in and everyone had a smile plastered to their faces. It was beautiful and you definitely couldn't wait to get family pictures taken in front of it.

But little did you know off in her own little kitty world Duchess had other plans. Your cat has always been sassy. But it did get worse once the baby was born. It was like she was fighting for your attention.

Granted she never lacked the attention. She was after all your first baby. She was spoiled and got anything she wanted. She was used to mom's attention and dad's as well.

She sat patiently by her cat tree watching her family take joy in that tree she was so eager to climb.

"Let's take a family picture!" Felix said while taking out his selfie stick. You all gather by the tree. "On the count of 3, say Christmas!" Changbin said. The picture turned out perfect. Duchess was even in it. Perfect timing you thought. "I will get these printed and make copies!" Felix said.

You went and laid the baby back down after feeding him. You could not express the pure happiness you feel. As soon as that feeling came it went with the sound of Chan screaming "Duchess! No!"

Tobias jumped at the sound of dad's voice and started crying, you turned around in time to witness your cat knocking down the tree and breaking the star.

Everyone let out a gasp. Everyone too shocked to speak. Well almost everyone "Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad. I can feel the evil coming but Duchess, never bad" Minho sung. She took off with garland wrapped around her little paws. "I told yall that cat was satan!" Cheyenne said . Felix and Minho looked at her. "She's just misunderstood, she didn't mean too" Felix said frowning. If looks could kill you were positive Cheyenne would be the next victim for Minho air fryer threat.

You fought back tears trying to control your emotions. Chan rushing to your side as your trying to calm down your son. "I'm sorry, baby! I didn't mean to yell and wake up Tobias." He said pulling you two in a hug.

Seungmin shook his head while Hyunjin and I.N picked up the tree. Cheyenne and han gathered the ornaments. Minho and Felix went to help untangle Duchess. "It wouldn't be a Bahgn holiday if Duchess didn't do something crazy" I.N said looking at you, you gave him a smile while Chan wiped away the tears. "Yes, she's quite the character and definitely makes the holidays special!"

Han started laughing, "do you remember last Easter when she knocked down all the eggs. I thought Felix was gonna cry!" Everyone laughed and looked at Felix. He laughed and gave Duchess a kiss. Minho picked up the cat and you all could've sworn you saw a smile that matched a certain little green character.

Changbin let out a laugh, "She's the Grinch who stole christmas."

(Merry Christmas, Happy holidays! )

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The Bahng's are at it again! This time Chan and his 7 friends dress up as Santa and his elves to surprise his son. Just turning four Tobias Bahng gets the surprise of a lifetime. Will his son be happy with Santa or will things be chaotic for the family and their friends.

Another cute fluff with Channie and the boys.

No warnings.

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Merry Christmas,  Happy Holidays and much love.

"You guys look great" Cheyenne said while fixing Han's elf hat. You laughed out loud as your husband walked out of your master bathroom. "Lovey, the pillows add such a nice touch!" You say in between laughter.  Chan looked at you and smiled "I'm glad you find this amusing, Mrs. Claus."

You couldn't believe the boys agreed to dress up and surprise Tobias. Your sons recent obsession has been Santa. The jolly guy in the red suit. Why? You have no idea. Chan blames your mother and the old Christmas movies she watched with him one evening. The movies you've grew up watching and what she has watched with every one of her grandchildren .

A year without Santa claus was his favorite and has been on repeat since his Nana played it for him. It was nice having your parents in town. You loved having the extra hands and Tobias loved seeing his Nana and Papa. You wish Chan's parents could've made it but with the last two blizzards they couldn't fly in.

There was a knock on the door. "Yeah?" Chan asked, the door opened and your dad walked in and did his deep belly laugh that you loved so much. "Chris, you look amazing, son! But there is a eager curly hair boy who is dying to meet Santa. You boys ready?"

Minho grabbed Duchess who was wearing a reindeer outfit and had a shiny red nose. He  reached for the door knob. He definitely was ready to get this done and over with, he turned and looked at his hyung, "You owe me!" He said with a glare. Felix, I.N, Changin and Hyunjin followed. Han and Seungmin decided it would be a great idea to get pictures of their friend dressed as Santa.

Seungmin let out a giggle, "The gray hair suits you channie hyung." Chan mocked his young friend, "Let's go" was all he could say.

You and Cheyenne followed your dad out into the livingroom. You could hear your sons excitement as he was asking his Uncles a million questions. "Uncle flex, why are you dressed like Santa's elves?" Felix got eye level and put his hand on his nephew's shoulders, "You see, Toby. Santa was able to come but his elves had to stay back at the North Pole. They needed to prepare Santa for his big night. So your uncles and I decided to help Santa. "

Chan and his other two elves made their way into the livingroom "HoHoHo! Merry Christmas, Tobias Joseph!  You've been a very good boy this year!" You looked at your son, the beautiful smile he held on his face was no longer present. Pure horror now took its place and on his father's face as well.

Tobias let out a scream of terror and run behind you and his papa, "Baby, it's okay! It's Santa!  You were excited to see him" you said bending down to pick up the crying toddler. He clinged on to your sweater. You looked at your husband and frowned.

"Here Santa, how about Papa and Cheyenne help you and the elves get back to the North Pole while Momma calms down Toto. We even made you some of our homemade sugar cookies. You'll love them!" Your mother said ushering your husband and the boys back into the bedroom.

"Mommy, where's daddy? I. want. daddy!" Your son said between tears.  Your heart broke and you felt horrible. You thought this would be a cool experience for him, but now you feel like you scared him from santa completely. 

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Chan looked at his friends, "that wasn't suppose to happen, I'm so sorry!" He took off the hat and beard and sat down on the bed while covering his face with his hands. He felt like he too wanted to cry. It wasn't his intentions to make his son cry.

"Chan, don't feel bad. We didn't think he would act that way" said Cheyenne helping her husband untangle himself from his costume.  "Exactly, though if it was someone else. He would be cooking at 180° for 20 minutes in the air fryer" minho said.

Hyunjin and I.N giggled, "I'm sorry but the look on his face was priceless." I.N said. Everyone in the room laughed. Papa walked over to his son-in-law. "You did nothing wrong. He's four. Kids are excited when meeting their heroes and when it buckles down to it they get scared." He said while patting chan's shoulder.

               He lifted his head and looked at his father-in-law, "the look on his face.  I hope we didn't ruin Christmas for him" said Chan as he stood up.  He took off the santa costume and sighed. "Hey, on the brightside of things at least Duchess didn't knock down the tree again." Hyunjin said as he walked toward the door. "Hey, did Nana say there's cookies?" Changbin asked with a smirk.

The boys and Cheyenne left and went to the kitchen. Chan soon followed along with his father in law. When Chan got into the livingroom he was met by his son "Daddy!" Tobias yelled wrapping his arms around chans neck. "Hey kiddo! Sorry, I'm late. I lost track of time! How did the thing with Santa go?"

His baby boy looked at him and sighed, Chan sworn he was looking in the mirror. "Daddy, I got scared. Momma had to save me." The toddler took his hands and placed them on his dad's cheek. "Home christmas evel?" He asked.

Chan laughs, "yes son. Next Christmas EVE when Santa comes to visit. I'll be home" he gave his son a kiss on the forehead than sat him down.

"Tobias, let's go get milk and cookies ready for Santa before your Uncles and aunt eat them all" Nana said taking his hand.

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You gave your husband a warm smile while wrapping your arms around him. "Hello gorgeous" he whispers in your ear. "Hello, lovey."

You two stayed this way for what seemed like forever, slowly dancing in front of the tree. Both lost in each other. He placed his finger under your chin and lifted your head up so you could look at him.  Before you know it his lips are on yours.

"Momma... Daddy?" Came from behind you. The two of you parted and was greeted with your son who was carrying cookies and oats. Chan took the plate of cookies and placed them on the fire place while Papa set down the milk.

You all gather around the tree. Each of you had a smile. Felix took out his selfie stick and on the count of three you all shouted "Merry Christmas Evel!"

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The moment you laid eyes on him, you knew where your heart belonged. He also felt the instant connection as your eyes met. Two souls longing to dance as one, two hearts merging. But things can never go your way. No matter how hard you try, something always takes the happiness you craved away.

Warnings: Car accident, mention of life and death, god, possible death.

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 Love never came easy for you. Heartache was all you ever knew. Darkness always consumed you. You would pray to the gods for a love that would break down your walls, for a light to guide you from the darkness, and for those broken pieces of your heart to be mended back together. 

Now, here you are wrapped up in his arms and with not a care in the world. You were his, and he was yours. Time together was always limited, but it is time you never took for granted. His love was addictive. You craved his touch. Every time he was near, he set your soul on fire. 

He knew the effects he had on you because, with just one glance from you, his soul would take flight. Dancing with you was like being weightless. He, too, craved your touch, your lips upon his. You were the only person who made his chaos of life make sense. 

Dancing together in the moonlight, chest to chest, and hearts beating as one. "Please, don't ever leave me. I don't think my heart could take it." He whispered in your ear, the hotness of his breath against your neck made you hold yours. 

   You tilted your head to give your lover more coverage. "Lovey, I would never leave you. My heart couldn't bare breaking yours." He placed light kisses along your neck as you sway with the music. 

      He pulled you closer while leaning in to kiss you, his tongue brushing against your lips asking for access, you accepted. Deepening the kiss. You both lost in each other. Never wanted to let the moment go. 

      And just like that, the moment was gone as someone cough behind you and both of you pulled away and looked at the man who produced the noise... "Chan, we got to go. I'm sorry." You looked back at Chan tears threatening to fall. He kissed your lips then place his forehead against yours. "Soon, I promise. Wait for me, yeah?" 

You pulled away from him and looked into his beautiful brown eyes, "Why can't you hold me in the street, why can't I say that I'm in love? I wish it could be that way. Chan, do we have a love that is hopeless?" The tears that were once threatening to fall have now made their way down your face. 

  "No, baby! We do not. Do not think that way! I love you with every fiber of my being. Please, believe me, our love is not hopeless. Our love is hope., it is light, and my gorgeous girl, it's real." He wiped away your tears. "I got to go for now. We will meet soon, yeah?" And as quickly as he came, he left. 

You have been with him for 1 year, secretly dating. His company was not too fond of their idols being in relationships. When you met Chan, you could have sworn it was love at first sight. You instantly clicked. It felt like you knew him your whole life. The company did not know but Chan's bandmates knew and his family along with your parents and your siblings and close friends. You hated your love had to be hidden but you respected and understood this about him.

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   You sat on your bed, patiently waiting for Chan to call. You could not focus on anything else but your phone. Pleading with the gods for him to phone. You needed to hear his voice. Anything to get you by. But nothing. Minutes turned to hours. 

Suddenly your phone rang, you grabbed it and recognized the number. "Hello?" The person on the other end was silent for a moment. "Minho? Is everything all right?" The boy broke out in a sob. You have known him long enough to know he rarely cries. He was exceptionally good at controlling his emotions.

"I'm so sorry," he said, you stood up. "Minho, what is going on? " 

Once again, he stayed quiet. The feeling you have not had in a while made its way in. "Where's Chan? What happened!? DAMNIT, MINHO! ANSWER ME!" You screamed. 

  "Changbin and Felix are coming to get you. Y/N, we have been in a car accident. We are okay, beaten up and bruised but Chan," He paused, trying to find the words. You could tell Minho was holding back his tears. "Y/N, He's unresponsive " Your head was spinning. You felt like your world was collapsing. You tried to speak but you could not.

 You place your hand on your heart and fell to your knees. 

Unresponsive? You could not believe what you were hearing. Not your Channie, he was your world, he was your compass, and you could not imagine being in a world where he didn't exist. You felt arms wrap around you, you looked up and saw Felix, he too was trying to fight back tears. Changbin took your phone from you and spoke to Minho, "Yes, we will be there shortly" 

They helped you back onto your feet. You could not let go of Changbin, you were scared if you did, you would fall. They got you into the car and you three headed to the hospital. 

I.n, seungmin, and hyunjin were waiting for you outside. "Han and Minho are in there with the doctors. Han called Chan's parents and they are headed here now. They will be in tomorrow sometime" Hyunjin said while grabbing your hand. 

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All seven surrounded you, looking at them for answers and hoping someone knew something. “You all act like he’s dying,” you always think for the worst but hope for the best. They all looked exhausted and rugged. Your mindset is you got to see it in order to believe it and you just did not believe he was going to die. Minho pulled you aside and hugged you. You bawled into that poor man’s chest.  “Our leader, friend, and brother is not gone. For the time being, we all should go back to the dorms. There is not much we can do."

You looked up at the second oldest member with confused eyes. “Leaving? I am not leaving, Minho!” He let out a soft sigh looking at the others for help. Changbin spoke up, “Listen, Y/N you will not be much help being exhausted, and they won’t update us until his parents are here. You can come stay at the dorms with us.”

With sad eyes, you nodded. You knew they were right. Of course, they were, Chan and you were not married. So legally they could not release any personal information.

You took Chan’s room; you knew how this night was going to go. You knew sleeping was not going to happen, especially after finding out your friends and the man you love were in car accident and he got the worst of it. He was flown from the car. Unconscious, breathing but badly beaten. The doctors were hoping he would live through the night. They boys told you what they could remember, He was shielding I.n from the impact. Protecting his youngest member from harm’s way.

You looked around his room and found one of his hoodies, burying your face in the blackness of the fabric. You let out a sob. You were scared, not knowing what was going to happen. Could he really die? Could God really take the one person who truly mattered to you? Could the world be that cruel? You inhaled the cologne that still lingered on his hoodie. Oh how you wish you were wrapped up in his embrace. You noticed the picture he had of you and him on his nightstand. It was turned just right so only he could see, No one else was able to tell who was in the picture when he would do his Lives. He had multiple pictures of his family, yours and friends.

You laid down on his bed, taking in the smell of him. “God, I know we haven’t spoken in a while and I know I’ve blamed you for a lot of wrong doings in my life and I have never asked you for anything but I am begging you. Please, do not take him from me. You already took my best friend, don’t take him too. He makes everything brighter. He brings light to my darkness. He makes my world stay upright.”

You didn’t know what time your mind decided to shut down and let you get some rest. It only felt like 30 minutes. You woke up to a knock at the door, “Y/N, Chan’s dad is here to pick you up and take you to the hospital.” I.n Said while opening the door. You sat up and looked at him. He had such sadness in his eyes, you could tell he blamed himself for his friend’s injuries.  You rushed over to the boy and pulled him into a hug, “This is not your fault, Jeongin! This was an accident. He is going to be okay. Think positive.” You said in between sobs. He held you so tight, crying and apologizing. “Just wait and see, I am gonna go to the hospital, I will see you there. Everything will be fine, Kid. Promise. I just know it!” You released him and gave him a small smile as you headed out the door.

When you arrived at the hospital his mom pulled you into a hug, “Hi, honey”  said softly. You let out a small sob, trying your hardest to stay strong. “We are going to give you some alone time with Chan, Minho said they wouldn’t allow you to go see him.” His dad added. You backed away from her and nodded. They pointed to his room and encouraged you to go on.

You slowly walked into his room, even with him badly beaten and bruised he still looked like an angel. One look at him and you fell to your knees, crying and begging god not to take him, you needed him, he was your heart, your comfort and your safe haven. If he goes, you go! You got up and went to his bedside and took his hand in yours. “Hello lovey, please stay with me!” you said while giving his hand a light squeeze. You hated that you got no response but you knew he had this. He is a fighter, a leader who had so much to live for. This world wasn’t ready to lose Christopher Bahgn. He needed to open those beautiful eyes and prove the doctor’s wrong.

You then proceeded to climb into bed with him, you knew this was probably frowned upon, but you didn’t care. You laid there and spoke to him, sang and told stories, and talked about the future. You did not even notice when the boys walked it. Hyunjin taking a photo of you too is what caught your attention. You looked up with a puzzled look. “I am sorry. It is a beautiful moment. You both looked so peaceful. I will delete it if you want me to.” He spoke. You shook your head and smiled and told him it was fine.

Felix and Han stood next to you while the others stood on the opposite side. You admired these men. You were like a little family. They all took you in with open arms and welcomed you into their lives. Chan loved you, so they loved you.

When the police showed up to speak to the boys and give them the rundown of what caused the accident, it was a patch of loose gravel. Changbin said, “The last thing I remember is Chan yelling to hang on and rushing over to Jeongin, it happened so fast.” Felix frowned. “I always felt safe in one of those buses. I guess the weight of it made me feel like nothing would happen if that makes sense.”  You started to cry, he was protecting the baby of the group. He was putting their lives before his own. You couldn’t blame him. You would have done the same.

An hour or so passed, and the boys went to go you all lunch. So, once again you were alone with Chan. You sat on the chair reading your book, sipping your hot tea. It would have been the perfect day if your boyfriend weren’t fighting for his life. The rain lightly taps on the window as you read. Giving you peace and comfort. You felt something touch your hand. You looked over and he had his eyes opened and there was that smile you loved. Your eyes filled with tears as you tried to form words. “Do not cry, baby. I am okay!’ you let out a scream and the doctors came rushing in and were surprised that they found him awake. They said he had a pretty bad head injury and the wounds he had were concerning. He was the only one that was flown from their bus. The others were all wearing their seatbelts. He took his off when he rushed over to I.n in the chaos of it.

The doctors explain to Chan what had happen and the extend of his injuries. He grabbed your hand and said “I have a lot to live for. I am not ready to leave her just let or STAY”

The boys came back with food and were so happy to see their leader awake, they stayed and visit and then decided to go home and shower. “We will be back, Channie Hyung,” I.N. said with a smile. “I look forward to it, buddy” They headed out. You got up and started picking up the room. “You know I heard you, yeah? I would never leave you, Y/N. I had a few guardian angels by my side. One of those pretty angels told me to say “Hello’” You buried your face in his chest. You knew exactly who he was speaking of. It had to be your best friend, she passed away earlier in the year. You weren’t over her death. You were still hurting. You couldn’t believe what he was telling you. He remembers it all. Protecting the boys, to being flown from the bus. He explained it as an “out of body experience. I was awake but wasn’t. I was speaking to friends and family who had passed on. Baby, they were helping me fight. I have too much to lose. I am nothing without you.’’

You lifted your head and gave him a smile. “You are my soulmate, Christopher Bahng. You have my whole heart and soul do not ever forget the love and respect I have for you. We all do. You are here for a reason. I thank God, you are still here.” With those words you placed your lips on his and was embraced in a love so strong you swore you could hear the angels sing.

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Bulletproof Love Introduction.

Y/N thought she met the love of her life. Her world was turned upside down when Chan walked into it. Leader turned Mafia boss found love and was ordered to kill the one woman who captured his heart and open his eyes to love. Will Chan and Y/N survive and have their happy ending or will Chan's old boss destroy everything he built?

Warnings will come with the chapters. Not sure how often I will update this. But I will try my best. I do work and have other responsibilities. If you want notifications, please turn them on. I'm new to this whole tumbler thing and do not know how to make a master list. I hope ya'll enjoy. Please like, comment and reblog my work.

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can i please have channie taking care of reader during her period? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Hey lovely! It took me a little bit longer than I expected BUT I hope I delivered! Thank you so much for the request! ── ( 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 )

📺 SAFE HAVEN 📺

( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ) 1.6k

This was so sweet 🥺 Cramps are honestly the absolute worst, hope you’re feeling better 🫶 Sending you lots of positive energy 💕

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❛ Chan takes care of you while on your period.

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 + female reader ೯ ( 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 )

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.6k 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞: 6 mins

꒰ 💌 ꒱ ミ This was so sweet to write 🥹 I hope you guys enjoy, reblogs and feedback are much appreciated! Requests are currently open! ── ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 )

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Reader is on her period, Chan takes care of you, you’re both visiting Chan’s family in Australia, very brief mention of guilt, let me know if I missed anything!

( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫 )

The soft murmur of your favorite show played faintly in the background, each line of dialogue blending into a soothing yet distant hum. The television’s glow cast a gentle light across the room, but its usual comfort eluded you today. Instead, you lay in bed, curled into a tight ball, desperately seeking relief from the relentless, gnawing cramps that seemed to seize your body from within. Your limbs wrapped around yourself as if trying to shield against the waves of pain that rippled through your core.

Your face contorted with each sharp pang, your expression a silent testimony to the agony that had besieged you since morning. The familiar script of your monthly torment played out with a cruel consistency, each episode bringing no closer respite. The same story, month after month, had woven itself into the fabric of your existence, a bleak narrative of suffering that refused to grant you reprieve.

No matter the remedy you tried, the painkillers, the herbal teas, the hot water bottles – all seemed powerless against the merciless grip of your cramps. It was as if your body had built an impenetrable fortress against relief, immune to every effort to ease your suffering. This miserable reality hovered at the edges of your thoughts, mocking your attempts to find solace. The knowledge that nothing seemed to help only deepened the sense of helplessness that accompanied these moments, leaving you to endure the pain in a seemingly endless cycle of discomfort and despair.

A groan brushed past your lips as you shifted in bed, trying to find a more comfortable position amid the relentless ache. The door to your boyfriend's childhood bedroom creaked open, revealing Chan's cautious form as he slowly made his way inside. In his hands, he held a paper bag filled with various items from the nearby convenience store. The room filled with the gentle rustling of the bag and the soft creak of the wooden floor beneath his feet.

Opening one eye, you saw Chan's gentle smile, his concern palpable even in the dim light. But the sight of his kindness brought a sudden wave of guilt crashing over you, and you quickly closed your eye again, unable to meet his gaze. Today was supposed to be filled with joy and family, a rare chance for Chan to spend a full day with his loved ones. Yet, your unexpected period had left you bedridden, tethered to the soft confines of his old bed.

Despite your insistence that he go on without you, Chan had refused to leave your side. You should have known better than to think he would actually listen when he knew you were struggling. His unwavering presence, while comforting, only deepened your sense of guilt. You felt like an anchor, keeping him from the family he so seldom got to see. The thought weighed heavily on you, intertwining with the physical discomfort in a cruel dance of emotions.

Chan moved quietly around the room, placing the bag on the nightstand. The contents clinked softly together: a mix of your favorite snacks, a bottle of water, pain relievers, and a few other thoughtful items he hoped might bring you some relief. His every action spoke of his care and love, a gentle reassurance that he was here for you, despite your own feelings of inadequacy.

"I told you I would be okay, Channie," you whined, your voice laced with exasperation. He responded with an adorable chuckle, the sound like a soothing balm to your frayed nerves, as he took his spot beside you on the bed. His strong arms wrapped around your torso, their embrace offering the perfect comfort you couldn’t resist, even as you continued to pout.

"I know you did, baby, but I couldn't leave you behind like this," he replied, his voice filled with the gentle reassurance you had come to love. His words were expected, yet they still carried a warmth that made your heart ache with gratitude. "I went out and got you some goodies instead. We can cuddle and watch your show for a while. I promise my family understands."

Despite his comforting presence, you huffed at him, furrowing your eyebrows in a show of disapproval. Still, you allowed him to turn you around, positioning you so that his warm thigh pressed against your lower abdomen. The combination of pressure and warmth brought a sigh of relief from your lips as the pain subsided a little, eliciting a light giggle from him.

His laughter was a melody that soothed your soul, and though you tried to maintain your disgruntled demeanor, the comfort of his touch and the relief from your cramps were undeniable. His presence was a reminder that you were cherished, that he was willing to sacrifice his day to ensure you felt loved and cared for.

As you nestled closer to him, the room filled with the soft sounds of your favorite show and the quiet hum of shared contentment. The guilt and frustration began to melt away, replaced by a serene gratitude for the man who held you so tenderly. In this moment, wrapped in his embrace, you felt a deep sense of peace, knowing that even in your weakest moments, you were never alone. His love was a steadfast anchor, grounding you amidst the storm of your discomfort, and for that, you were eternally thankful.

"Still, your family barely gets to see you, so I feel bad for taking you away from them when you're finally here," you mumbled shyly, a frown forming on your lips at the mere thought. The weight of your guilt pressed heavily on your heart, clouding the joy of having Chan by your side. His presence was a comfort, yet you couldn't shake the feeling that you were stealing precious moments from his family.

Chan shifted closer, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight. His hand found its way to your stomach, his thumb tracing soothing circles on your skin. The gentle motion was a balm to your frayed nerves, easing the tension that had settled in your muscles. "Do you really think my mother would have let me go out with them?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice. "She would've lectured for an hour about how she raised me to be a gentleman and how it would make me a jerk if I left you here, anyway."

You both chuckled at the vivid truth in his words, the sound a shared moment of lightness in the midst of your discomfort. You could almost see the scene unfold in your mind's eye: Chan, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly as his mother delivered her heartfelt lecture. Despite being a grown adult who had lived in another country for a good half of his life, his mother still held a significant sway over him. It was a testament to the deep respect he had for her, a trait you found profoundly admirable.

The thought of his mother’s gentle scolding brought a small smile to your lips. It spoke volumes about the kind of man Chan was – considerate, respectful, and deeply loyal to those he loved. The room seemed to warm with the shared laughter and the soft murmur of your favorite show playing in the background.

As you lay there, cocooned in the soft blankets and Chan's tender embrace, the guilt began to ebb away, replaced by a serene gratitude. His hand continued its comforting motion on your stomach, each circle a silent promise of his unwavering support. In these quiet moments, you felt the depth of his love, a love that transcended the miles between his family and the life you shared together.

The room, filled with the gentle hum of the television and the soft rustle of your shared laughter, became a haven of peace. In Chan's arms, you found a sanctuary from the world, a place where you could let go of your worries and simply be. The guilt that had once plagued you now seemed distant, replaced by the comforting knowledge that you were cherished beyond measure.

Eventually, you came to terms with the fact that the day would have unfolded just the same regardless of your wishes. Accepting this reality, you cuddled up to Chan's warm body with a contented sigh, letting your eyes flutter closed. The weight of the day seemed to lift as you nestled closer, finding solace in the gentle rise and fall of his breathing.

Chan's fingers moved through your hair absentmindedly, each stroke a tender caress that soothed your frayed nerves. His attention was fixed on the show playing softly in the background, a familiar comfort that you had watched so many times you were sure you could act out every scene if asked. The gentle serenity of his presence was a balm to your senses, distracting you from the dull ache of your cramps, which had already begun to subside with the warmth of his thigh pressed against you.

Your arms wrapped around his torso, pulling yourself closer to him, seeking the comfort and security that his embrace always provided. The world outside faded away, leaving only the cocoon of your shared warmth and the soft hum of the television. Chan's steady heartbeat became a lullaby, each beat guiding you closer to the edge of sleep.

As sleep began to drape over you like a warm blanket, you felt a profound sense of peace. The weight of the day, the guilt, and the discomfort all melted away, replaced by the serene tranquility of being held by the one you loved. The soft whispers of the show, the rhythmic motion of his fingers in your hair, and the warmth of his body all conspired to lull you into a restful slumber.

It wasn't long before you drifted off, enveloped in the safety of Chan's arms. In those final moments of wakefulness, you felt a deep gratitude for his unwavering presence, a silent promise that you were never alone. Sleep claimed you gently, and you surrendered to it with a heart full of love and a body finally at ease, cradled in the sanctuary of his embrace.

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Midnight Kisses

Pairing: Chan x reader

Genre: fluff, suggestive, romance, friends to lovers trope

Summary: You pay Chan a midnight visit in his studio, one thing leads to another and confessions get made.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1.3k

Author's note: Hii, this is my first work so it's not perfect haha. Also, english is not my first language so I apologise in advance if there are any mistakes, I've tried my best guys. I hope you enjoy!

It was a quiet night at the studio, Chan was working on some of his tracks, the lights were dimmed and the only sounds in the studio were the clicking of his mouse and some background music he had on, it was the perfect ambiance, it was so quiet and relaxing that he wasn't wearing his usual headphones, that's probably why he was able to hear the quiet knocks at his door, he looked at the time, wondering who could be knocking on his door at midnight, he reached to open it, when he saw you, all confusion was dissipated and his chest was filled with nothing but happiness, he smiled at you and he motioned to come in, to which you complied smiling warmly at him, that smile, that freaking smile that made him forget all of his problems.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”. He said teasing you, “I just came to make company and maybe, share a midnight snack? Honestly Chan, how long have you been working for, hm? Everyone needs a little break, especially an old man like you,”. You answered, teasing him back. “You’ve been hanging out a little too much with Seungmin”. He said looking at you with accusatory eyes, to which you just simply smiled at him, god had you missed him.

It wasn’t unusual for you to show up at his studio late at night, you also worked at the company as a songwriter and producer and spent a lot of time with the boys, especially with Chris, you participated in the making of a lot of their songs. Because of that, you found yourself spending a lot of time at the studio, staying until late working with Chan, to which Jisung and Changbin also joined you a lot of the time, but mostly it was you and Chan alone who stayed up until late in the night. Chan because he was a workaholic and because of his insomnia, and you because you liked to spend time with him.

Because of the time you two spent together, falling in love with him was bound to happen, and you tried so hard not to, but how could you not, his caring nature, his kind heart and his beautiful smile that made his eyes look like half moons made it impossible for you not to fall head over heels for him, and his dad jokes, how could you forget to mention his dad jokes. But you weren’t a fool, you knew how hard it was to date an idol, you swore yourself to never date an idol when you got in the industry, you swore it. But you also didn’t know a Bahng Christopher Chan back then, and if you were honest with yourself, Chan was worth it, Chan was worth breaking that promise, he was worth everything, if there was one boy who would ever be worth your tears, it was Channie.

When you came back from your thoughts you looked towards him, he was so focused on his computer, he had a slight frown and his lips were pouting just the tiniest bit, he looked so… ethereal, the dimmed lights showed his sharp features, you couldn’t help but stare.

“You’re staring”. You blinked, “No, I'm not”. “Yes you are”. He said, smirking slightly, “Shut up”. “Do I make you nervous darling?”. “You’d love that, wouldn't you Christopher”. You told him, smiling sarcastically, you didn’t receive an answer but you felt his piercing eyes on you, “Who’s staring now?” you retaliated, still you didn’t receive a response, when you looked at him, you noticed the darkness in his eyes, when your eyes connected with his, he looked away and coughed a little, “Wanna come check on the song?”. He said changing the subject, to which you gave a slight nod and sat by his side, he passed you his headphones and when his fingers brushed yours you swore your heart skipped a beat, you ignored the feeling and put on the headphones while he played the demo, you thought that the melody felt familiar until you realized it was red lights, confused, you looked at him, receiving only a sly smile back from him, you continued listening. You gasped when you heard the lyrics, the mutherfucker had literally recorded the explicit version of the song. When the recording came to an end he looked at you expectantly while you took off the headphones and handed them back to him.

“If you release this song you’ll no longer be able to tell stay that red lights is about traffic lights, you know? Also, I fucking knew you were the one who wrote it and not Hyunjin”. You told him, receiving a big laugh from him. “Shut up, no, but really, what do you think?”. “I think it's great, but do you really think that jypapi will let you release it?”. “Well, it won’t be easy, but with the right amount of convincing anything is possible.” 

While the clicking sounds clouded the little studio again, you decided to remain seated by his side, you didn’t notice the time passing, getting lost watching him work. When you turned to the clock you saw that it was already 3am, you didn't even notice that you had been there for three hours already, when you turned to look back at Chan you found him already staring back at you. But there was something different in his eyes, in the way he looked at you, you didn't know if it was the late hours, the quiet atmosphere or the tiredness, but something had changed, it was more tense.

You didn't even have time to think before his lips were on yours, it was soft, his lips moved slowly on yours, he was testing the waters, to see if you would pull away, when he felt you returning the kiss he deepened it, his lips felt like heaven on earth, you felt like the air was kicked out of your lungs, it was too much; his breath, his lips on yours, the warmth of his body embracing yours. His hands went from cupping your face to your waist where he rested them for some seconds before lowering them towards your hips, which he grabbed and dragged you, situating you on his lap, you couldn't help but moan slightly at his sudden move, earning a groan from him. His lips then kissed your jaw and went down to your neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin there, getting whines from you in return while you locked your hands on his hair and pulled his roots, his hands tightened even more on your hips due to your actions.

When he finally looked back at your eyes you couldn’t bother to hide the smile that creeped on your lips, mirroring his.

“I know we skipped some steps in the middle but I would really like to take you on a date”. He whispered while tucking a few strands of your hair behind your ear. Suddenly, you were at a loss of yours, it felt like a dream, everything was so perfect, you couldn't help but imagine that this was really happening, unable to say anything you just nodded lightly. “Words darling, I need you to use your words”. “Sure”. Your voice broke while saying that simple word, receiving a chuckle from him that you copied, that chuckle became a soft laugh until you both were laughing loudly in each other's arms. It was perfect, maybe tomorrow it wouldn’t, but today it was, and that is what matters, everything was perfect, he was perfect.

My ass is over here crying and shit. like DAMN WIPE YO TEARS

Hard To Love

Where Chan was hard to love but harder to not. Pairing: Bang Chan x gn!Reader // Lee Know x gn!Reader Genre: Angst with fluff at the end / friends to lovers Warning: cuss words, implied toxic behaviour, mentions of a girlfriend and ragging. Playlist: Every Road Leads ~ Bette Midler

Bang Chan was hard to love. To you at least.

You had known Christopher Bang all your life. Your parents were neighbours turned friends which naturally passed on to Chan and you; childhood best friends keeping their friendship intact all the way to high school and even through college. And now, even as you both were adults, occupied in your own jobs, your friendship still remained, stronger than ever.

It was safe to say, you had the best memories with Chan. Be it breaking rules or crying over some soppy ass movie on a Saturday night; laughing at weird corny jokes or bawling over a nasty breakup. All your firsts also belonged to each other, call it curiosity or whatever. There wasn’t much to complain about your platonic journey with Chan.

Except when there was. Things weren’t all that platonic on your end, after all. And how couldn’t they? Chan was perfect after all, at least for you. To you. But it was hard to love Christopher ‘Chan’ Bang.

“Hey __!! Where’s Chan hyung? Is he not coming tonight?”

Jeongin’s loud call jerked you back into the present, as you noticed all of their attention was now on you.

“He said he’ll be on time and now everyone’s here while he’s slacking.”

Hyunjin dramatically shook his head, as if to expressly show his disapproval, not that Chan or anyone in the room cared much.

“How would I know? I’m right here, sitting with you guys, aren’t I?”

You tried using sarcasm as a way to ward off their attention from you, knowing that they thought you both must’ve fought and were now grovelling for each other. But the truth was, you really didn’t know where Chan was; you hadn’t known anything about him for a few months now.

“I don’t know, you guys are always attached to each other’s hip so…”

Jisung’s voice, masked with indifference, couldn’t hide the amusement that filled his eyes at the irony of the situation, which made you scoff in annoyance.

As Chan and you got into high school, you befriended Changbin and Minho respectively and together you guys made a lot of memories and unable to part ways, you took admission in the same college where you found Jisung and his younger brother Seungmin, then Hyunjin and lastly Minho’s younger brother Jeongin too joined your group, all of them a year junior to the four of you. The last to join your group was also a junior, another Australian, Felix, that Chan saved from ragging and introduced him to your group. Since then the nine of you are inseparable.

Honestly though, the group was always divided a little by biases towards Chan and you. Changbin and Minho sided with you for some reason. If teams were being formed, they would be the first to pick you, even when Chan wouldn’t and you could now for sure say that if things ever went downhill, they’d be the ones to never leave your side whereas Hyunjin, Han and Jeongin always biased Chan, dare you say revered him for some reason. Felix was the obvious one, Chan literally was his knight in shining armour though your friends always joked that he had some kind of bi-panic towards Chan and you. Seungmin on the other hand, couldn’t be bothered less. If it were casually picking teams, he’d go by whatever team he was feeling that day. But if it were a serious issue, he’d always side with whatever he thought was right. So he never really picked a side.

In his words, “I dislike you motherfuckers all the same.” But you knew that his precious heart would and could never pick sides. And you adored him and this little chosen family of yours, even if they gave you run for your money sometimes, a little less than you adored Chan though.

Chan was for a lack of better words, MIA these days. He used to tell you that he couldn’t survive an hour without you, which was somewhat true based on your history. You guys were indeed always attached to hip, no matter how much you wanted to punch the smirk off Jisung’s face.

“Sorry guys I had an emergency.”

Lo and behold, there he was. The man of the hour, truly. He was on everybody’s mind yet you couldn’t be sure what or who was on HIS mind. Strolling in so casually and effortlessly gorgeous, oblivious to the storm in your head, greeting everyone with that bright smile of his that easily made your heart skip a beat or two. He exuded main character energy; the handsome protagonist that makes all the girls in college swoon, that is adored by children and elders alike, the favourite friend of all the parents, the one that can easily make friends with even the coldest person in the world, the one who got the most roses during valentines and would smoothly reject them with the most innocent face as if he didn’t know the entire female population of the college liked him.

He was annoying and charming and you were just another female in that lot, who failed to resist him. But who could blame you when you were so close to him that you could almost taste the kind of love that you wanted from him. You were not delusional after all, just hopeful.

“Hey sweet girl! How are you doing?”

But it was harder to not love him, especially when he spoke to you like that. The sweet nicknames in his honey like voice, the genuine adoration in his alluring eyes and the way his words seemed to always melt your heart in a mush. You’ve loved him ever since you first understood what love was.

“I’m good. How about you?”

You could feel the squeak in your words, and so did the other seven men in the room, as if someone had wrung your throat and made you answer but Chan only passed you his infamous flashing smile.

“I’m good too, now that I’ve seen you.”

And he said it so casually, oblivious to the heat spreading the entirety of your face and the racing of your heart, that you knew it didn’t mean what you actually wanted it to mean. This was the real him, he had always been good with words, it came naturally to him. Maybe you weren’t a special case to him for he naturally had so much love to give to everyone, even if you selfishly wanted to be the only one.

Maybe, this was all he ever was-oblivious. He couldn’t see what the rest of your friends could, your parents could, the entire college could, heck you’re sure even a stranger would if they were to be in your vicinity. But he didn’t. He couldn’t see the person he said he knew the best. At least, not anymore. You should’ve known. He was the best at obliviousness.

“You were the one who disappeared and are now suddenly back with your cheesy words.”

You rolled your eyes at him, trying to feign nonchalance, pretend that you didn’t care about him, pretend that it didn’t hurt, his actions don’t hurt. After all, this was what you were the best at-pretence.

He sat beside you with a soft, dramatic ‘oof’ and wrapped his arms around your shoulders in a bear hug. You let out a sigh of relief, as if a burden was lifted off your shoulders.

“I’m sorry. I know that’s on me but I was going through something, that I’ll soon share with you, before you say it. You know I’d never abandon you like that, don’t you?”

You did know that, didn’t you? Chan had always been so attentive and caring towards you ever since your first day at kindergarten together. Holding your hands all the way up to class, tending to your physical injuries, lending his shoulders to cry on, memorised all your allergies and actively watched out for you, never letting you walk on the road side, crossing roads with you as if he were protecting a child, having your orders from all cafés and restaurants at the back of his mind and even healing all your mental scars, all but that which were related to him. How could you not love him when he made you feel like you were on top of the world, like you two were the only ones for each other, like he reciprocated your feelings? These little things were what actually attracted you to him.

Only to go on dates with people that could even give supermodels run for their money. His dates made you realise that you would never be close to his ideal type, you’d never be what he wants in life, thereby discouraging you from confessing whenever you mustered up some courage.

“Yeah you’re being unfair to all of us. Do you know how much __ missed you? Kept asking about you all the damn time.”

You glared at Felix with so much heat that he visibly squirmed at his place, beside Seungmin, who though had a blank look on his face, smacked his arm as if gesturing to stop his nonsense.

“The last time I remember, it was Chan’s minions, who were hassling __ for his whereabouts, Felix, wasn’t it?”

Changbin, as always, your saviour took your side and effectively shut the boys up, who were clearly enjoying your plight.

“Ah! My bad, guys. But what’s so wrong with my girl missing me, Bin?”

You jerked up from his hold to look at him but he didn’t let your hands escape his as he stared back at you with a playful glint in his warm eyes. You could hear a lot of ‘oohs’ and giggles around you but you couldn’t care less because he was doing it again; giving you hope that you guys were something more, only to turn around and switch to the same old best friends forever shit.

“No no there’s absolutely nothing wrong with YOUR girl missing you.”

You could hear Hyunjin’s annoying drawl but you held your breath, waiting for him to do just exactly what you expected of him, you knew him better than he knew you after all, heck you knew him better than he knew himself and you knew you couldn’t be wrong about him, even though you kept hoping against hope. You wanted to be wrong tonight.

“Exactly! So stop teasing my best friend about it.”

Yup! There it was; the tag that you once wore with honour gradually turning into a weight holding you down. The giggles quietened as your shoulders sunk and you relaxed back into the couch, you didn’t know what’s on everyone’s mind but you surely expected it to happen once again because you also knew that Chan had always enjoyed attention, you just didn’t expect to be one of his enjoyment sources as well but you slowly learnt that maybe you were too. He liked knowing that he had your heart on the palm of his hands; knowing that he was the only one for you, finding comfort in the fact that no matter what he did and no matter where he went, he could always come back home to you. And you would take him back with open arms, like a fool. Always.

But you had enough. You thought tonight you’ll tell him of your feelings and be done with it, once and for all. You knew he won’t accept them but at least you’d get your closure with his rejection and move on to a life without the hopes of Chan as your boyfriend.

“Then start being my best friend properly. I can’t be the only one in this friendship anymore, could I?”

You knew the weight of your words surprised not only Chan but also the rest of the group, who now looked alert and uncomfortable, knowing it wasn’t a jest anymore for you. Chan’s eyes widened with disbelief did nothing to deter yours filled with determination.

“Baby don’t be like that. For once, think about me and you’d understand why I was gone for a while. Please don’t make a scene tonight, when all of us are here and so happy together; when I’m so happy after a long time.”

His words, as much as had the powers to heal me, also had the powers to destroy me from within. How could he so subtly call me selfish? I don’t think about him? If only he still cared about me he’d know that all I ever thought about was him. Did he also imply that he was so unhappy but all I did was ignore him and make a scene out of everything? I didn’t listen to him? Hah! If he wanted, I could recite everything he’s ever said to me, word by word. That’s how much I paid attention to him.

“That was a little too harsh, wasn’t it Chan hyung? Why don’t you just get straight to the point and save us all the misery of your oh-so-unhappy-life?”

Seungmin, as always the blunt Angel that he was, said with a finality. When all Chan saw was the disbelief on everyone’s face and understood that he disappointed everyone with the choice of his words, he knew he took it too far.

“Okay! I guess it’s time to tell you all. You remember the hot girl I hooked up with in that downtown bar six months ago?”

Of course you did, even if nobody else did because you remember feeling like a 16 year old heartbroken kid all over again when you found Chan making out with a beautiful stranger when you turned to find him after a quick toilet break.

“Well we caught up again six months back and decided to see where it leads us. We took a break off to Jeju and damn I had the time of my life. I think it’s safe to say we’re ready to date now. I don’t think I’ve been happier in my life ever.”

Six months since Chan disappeared on you, leaving you wondering if you did something wrong. Six months since he left you and started thinking of a life with someone else, without informing you. Granted you didn’t have to know everything about his life but he couldn’t even tell you he’d be gone, as a best friend?

Oh! How pathetic you were, truly. When all your happiness only ever relied on him, he didn’t even think you had ever made him feel joyous. Were you jealous, angry, hopeless or heartbroken? You didn’t know; maybe all of it, in that order. Suddenly 24 years of friendship felt suffocating to you, useless even, if he couldn’t share his whereabouts and woes with you.

“Wah! You’re so cool dude. You got two of the coldest and the most gorgeous chicks of our college crazy in love with you. Damn!”

And of course Hyunjin was going to praise Chan, as if he had saved the world. Even Jeongin looked scandalised with the amount of bullshit that came out of Hyunjin’s mouth, then it was fair enough that Minho almost strangled him.

“Wait! Two? Who’s the other one.”

Hah! What a funny guy he was; couldn’t even keep quiet for once and let you silently grovel in your misery. Thankfully though, the chime of your phone from a colleague gave you an excuse to escape. Of course you weren’t going to actually answer the phone because you didn’t think you could form words without a tremor in your voice.

But you couldn’t stop your thoughts from going haywire now. Should you have told him sooner? Was it your fault? Were you not obvious enough? Of course he wouldn’t actually ever pick you, who were you after all? He had so many better choices, someone he would be proud to have by his side. You were never enough, you had always known then why did it hurt so much?

“You can stop blaming yourself now.”

Minho’s sweet voice tinged with sternness infiltrated your thoughts as you saw him take a seat beside you on the patio bench. You took deep breaths, trying to hold your emotions.

“You once told me it was okay to cry and let out my feelings in front of you because you’d never judge me for it. Tonight I ask the same of you. I think you’ve tortured yourself enough.”

An exhausted sigh followed by a stream of tears finally escaped you as you let your emotions wash over you and rest your head on Minho’s shoulder. Never had you ever thought that someone other than Chan would ever be able to comfort you, least of all Minho.

Minho wasn’t the most expressive person, even if you could swear that he was the one who felt the most emotions-the most hurt, the happiest, the most excited and even the angriest. You knew that he checked his emotions so damn much because sometimes they drove him, in his words, insane. While you knew he had your back as did, you his, he wasn’t your closest friend. You had the least amount of memories with him, you both were a weird bunch to be honest.

“This was bound to happen one day then why does it hurt so much?”

You didn’t even think he heard your whisper but he surprised you, not that you even expected a reply.

“Because feelings can’t be helped and you felt too many of them for just one person all your life.”

You buried your face in his shoulders as your cries turned into silent sobs and his arms tightened around you. You could swear it was the safest you’d felt in a while, dare you say like the comfort of a home and you wondered why Minho had never held you before for you swore his hug was soothing.

“I think it’s better this way.”

Your words prompted him to make distance so as to look at your face but you weren’t ready to look at his face, afraid of his judgement.

“He’s perfect in every sense and he seeks perfection in every sense while I can never be even close to perfection nor have I ever strived to be. You know those main characters of a movie who’s rich, good looking, charming, got a gorgeous troublesome ex but somehow ends up with a character that’s completely opposite of them? Chan is that main character to me. I think that even if I confessed to him and he had accepted me I’d always be anxious, trying my best to keep him in my life, make sure he’d never grow bored of me, be his perfect other half and that would’ve ultimately killed the person within me that he liked, or if ever liked.”

You gave a bitter smile at your fate and walked away from the bench while staring at the moon that looked so pretty yet unattainable, just like Chan. So close yet so far.

“He never deserved you any way. You deserve so much better and more than he could give you.”

You let out a sarcastic scoff at Minho’s words as you felt him coming closer to you.

“And who said that?”

“I’m saying that. Changbin says that. Heck, even Chan’s minions know that. If this isn’t enough for you, then all those roses in your locker say that.”

You were sure there was a frown on your face at his reply. Maybe Minho was more delusional than you because no way in hell so many people would ever think that way. You appreciated his efforts to make you feel better but he didn’t have to lie to your face. All of a sudden, you felt his fingers on your jaw, pulling you to face him as you stood wide-eyed in surprise.

“You never noticed these things because you were so busy noticing what Chan needed. You never noticed those roses and letters in your locker because you were focused on his; you rejected all prom dates because you were busy moping as he picked his date; you never noticed how the entire college stoped to look back at you as you entered the campus because you were always focused on what Chan was saying. You never noticed how much I love you because you were busy loving him.”

The only words that managed to knock your breath out after this sudden proximity between you two were the last few words that escaped from him as his eyes softened at your now misty ones while his fingers kept caressing your cheeks as if to ground you to the present.

“Minho!”

And a soft whisper of his name was all you could manage to let out. You were sure that your heart had pretty much skipped an entire rhythm right now. How could he be in love with you? He never even gave any signs. He was always so distant that you even thought he disliked you when you first spoke to him. He rested his head on yours as both of you closed your eyes, feeling an ecstasy that was never felt before.

“I’ve been in love with you ever since I first saw you in the college cafeteria. It was impossible to not notice you when you were practically glowing in my eyes; so pretty, had such a sweet giggle, spoke so passionately about how Toy Story 1 was the best movie and other sequels should’ve never been made, cried over a hurt kitten all in one day of knowing you; all these things made me want to wrap you in a blanket burrito and never let go.”

You let out a little chuckle as your grip tightened on his shirt and more tears escaped you.

“I wanted to approach you, tell you I wanted to date you but you were clearly not interested in anything romantic if it wasn’t with Chan so I settled for being friends. I thought it was better to have some of you than none of you. You said that Chan was the main character in your story but you were the main character in mine.”

This time you didn’t stop the sob that came out of you, thinking about how much you hurt him unintentionally. You also couldn’t stop thinking about a possibility of all that could’ve been if you took off the rose tinted glasses through which you saw Chan, even once.

“Maybe this is my punishment Minho. I kept hurting you, just as much as I kept getting hurt. I kept blaming Chan in my head but what’s the difference between him and I, when I did the same to you?”

He immediately shook his head and held you by the shoulders with so much resolve that it compelled you to stop rambling and listen to him.

“There’s a lot of differences between the two of you. You never gave me any mixed signals, you never played push and pull with my emotions, you always knew what you wanted; I was the one hurting because I couldn’t let go of you. Our situation is different than Chan and yours. How were you to know that I felt this way about you when I kept my distance? But you’ve to understand that I was reserved because I was scared about the intensity of my love towards you, even when we had so much space between us. What would’ve happened if I didn’t push myself out of the frame? Would that have been better for the two of us?

As you looked at his doe eyes that reflected the depth of his soul, you knew for sure, that this man right here would’ve been able to break through all your walls of false hopes and easily made you love him, perhaps more than you’ve ever loved anyone.

“Maybe!”

“Maybe!”

Both of you nodded and whispered in a silent agreement but refused to let of each other, needing to believe that this moment was true, that it was really happening.

“Then would you wait a little more for me?”

You could see the glimmer of hope in his eyes that he squashed with confusion, not wanting to get disappointed for hoping about something that he long gave up on without even trying but you were determined to not hurt and get hurt anymore. Maybe this was a new beginning for you, for him and for Chan.

“Wait for what?”

You took a deep breath and clutched his hand that was still unknowingly caressing the back of your neck.

“Please wait for me to get over my heartbreak and let me get to know you as something more than just friends. I know what I’m asking of you is a bit selfish but I don’t want to treat you as a rebound, as a replacement of what I couldn’t have, as an outlet of my heartbreak. I want us to be real and our beginning shouldn’t be formed on the basis of my negative baggage. You deserve the best and while I may not be the best, I want to be at least my best for you; for us.”

His beaded eyes shone with something that you couldn’t really place but you knew that you could travel to the end of the world if it meant that his eyes would shine like that.

“I’ve waited for you when there wasn’t any hope or reason to. Imagine how long I could wait for you now that you’ve given me a reason to.”

Yes, you were definitely a fool to not notice this pure hearted man who might not have stood by your side but always around you, silently protecting you and loving you without expecting anything in return. But what you did notice was how you liked this kind of crying where you couldn’t even stop smiling at each other, especially when his bunny smile looked so endearing on him.

And as you both wrapped each other around in an intimate lovers’ hold you finally felt contentment, as if the last piece of a huge complicated puzzle finally snapped in place. You pressed your nose in his shirt, letting his scent comfort you and could already feel yourself wanting to drift off to somewhere only you and him existed.

While it may have been harder to not love Chan, you think it may be criminal to not love Minho.

What you both didn’t notice was a pair of eyes in the corner of the yard, observing you two since the beginning, overwhelmed but feeling a crack in his heart that he never even imagined he would. Were new beginnings supposed to make your heart twist like that?

©️stayinhellevator2023: Please don’t repost, translate or copy my work on any other platform.

✨ Imagine Sugar Daddy (Bangchan) ✨

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Simp over this completely dumb idea with me, so Changbin is a KNOWN sugar daddy, he's been doing it for years

And he finally convinces Bangchan to try it out too, cuz the poor guy just never has the time to actually date anyone. All his relationships go down the drain because he's always so focused on his work, So After a while, he does decide to give it a shot!

But he's not seeking anything sexual, no way! He just wants someone sweet that he can cuddle with and Take on random dates on the rare occasions when he has time, want someone to hold and kiss, he has the money and want to spend it on someone!

But then—- he finds that you're just so sweet and genuinely kind, always bringing him lunch that YOU MADE, he doesn't remember the last time he had a home cooked meal, you're also new to the sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, so you both thought it's basically acting like boyfriend and girlfriend

Sugar Daddy Channie up and falls in love with sugar baby y/n, how couldn't he?! You're so sweet and giggly when you're with him and you're oh so shy he loves teasing you and see your face turn red as a tomato while you slap his shoulder :(((

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✦ Masterlist ✦

Rivers Under The Stars

A/N: Small fluff for @brownie-boi-baby based on a fluff scenario i sent in ♥

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-Chan x Reader x Hyunjin x Seungmin

-Pure fluff.

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The stars lit your path as you walked hand-in-hand with Chan, your eyes focused on the sky above you as you walked past a few other couples, their loud laughter a background noise as Chan murmured thoughts to you in passing as they came to him. Your boba hung in your opposite hand, his own nearly finished and being squished in his opposite hand as you answered his sparse questions in an equally calm tone. Seungmin and Hyunjin were shouting at each other behind you, their shoes scuffing the gravel and kicking small pebbles at the backs of your legs as they stumbled along the path.

The quiet, consistent rushing of the river beside the path drew you in, your shoes sliding off with your socks as you rolled up your pants, stepping into the chilly water with a small squeal, Chan’s hand steadying you by your waist as you slipped on a mossy rock. The water lapping at your ankles made you giggle, your eyes catching his sparkling ones as he watched you with love in his eyes. Hyunjin caught your eye moments later, his shoes and socks coming off with a loud laugh at Seungmin as he struggles to take off his shoes while balancing on one foot. 

“Get ready to be wet~!”, Hyunjin shouted to the sky, his eyes crinkling with his smile as he winked at you when he looked back down to you.

Chan’s laugh made your heart flutter, your hands covering your face as Hyunjin stepped into the river beside you, his feet kicking water at you as Seungmin fell over on the strip of grass that lined the rushing water. You huffed a laugh at him, hands reaching for Hyunjin as he slipped slightly. Your eyes wander to the sky, taking in the stars as the water splashes with Seungmin stepping into it, Chan settling a little bit away on the grass with your boba to watch you spin in the water, head thrown back and smiling brightly as Hyunjin makes horrible jokes about being the one to get you wet first as Seungmin jumps on his back, dragging him into the shallow water as he shrieks at the cold.

“Okay, okay! Calm down, lets get dried off and keep walking before we catch hypothermia.”, Chan stood, grabbing your hand to help you out of the water as the boys splashed around in the water, spluttering for air between waves of water to the face as they fought. 

The water dried from your clothes soon enough, the cool night air whisking away the uncomfortable cold between your skin and your clothes as you curled under Chan’s arm, his hand rubbing your arm comfortingly as you siphoned his body heat. Hyunjin and Seungmin fought behind you on the path still, their clothes still damp and clinging to their frames as they continued to stumble dangerously close to the edge of the water, your hand leaving Chan’s waist to grab Hyunjins shirt and drag him away, pulling Seungmin with him to the other side of the path, away from the water.

Their energy calmed as the cold hit them fully, the breeze more direct on that side of the gravel, their arms circling their waists as they complained and whined about Chan being the one getting your body heat as you sipped your boba calmly. Chan fought their whiny grips at your shirt for you, transferring you to walk on his other side instead so he could use his body as a buffer between the grabby hands of the boys and you. 

“Oh look! There’s a waterfall!”, you pointed towards the small waterfall ahead of you in the river, the stronger rushing of the water making you smile as you left Chan’s hold to run towards it. 

Hyunjin followed you with his own run, Seungmin shouting at him to slow down as Chan grabbed his hand to calm him down slightly. Hyunjin slung his arm around your shoulder, slowing your run as you reached the mini waterfall, his hand intertwining with yours as you stared at the rushing water. He murmured in your ear, compliments flowing out of him as he tugged you to sit on the grass, your back against his still damp chest as you watched the water. Seungmin came to a rest beside you and Hyunjin moments later, your thigh being occupied by his large hand while you sipped your boba once more. Chan sat down a minute later, having actually walked over, his lips taking your straw as he stole some of your boba. 

You let out a noise of disbelief, your hand leaving Hyunjin’s to smack at Chan’s chest, as he laughed loudly. You gave up fighting when you felt Hyunjin’s chest shaking against your back with his own laughter, his head bending over your shoulder to take a sip as well, his lips meeting your cheek after as a small thank you despite being smacked himself afterwards.

Seungmin, not one to be left out, followed suit and practically chugged the rest of your boba, your eyes widening dramatically as you watched the level drop. Gasping loudly, you smacked Seungmin over the head a few times, your anger dying as he started laughing as well. Your wall tumbled, sending you into hysterical laughter as the boys chuckled, each having a gentle hold on you as your face turned red and you lost your breath, waving your hands frantically in the air to silence them. 

The laughter died slowly over the next few moments, your eyes trained on the starry sky once more, the twinkling reminding you of the eyes of your boys. Glancing at Chan and Seungmin’s eyes, Hyunjins closed behind you as his head rested on your shoulder, you hummed to yourself, a content smile on your lips as you leaned more heavily into Hyunjin’s solid frame.

Gentle conversation passed between you all, your heart fluttering at the soft tones, the calming rushing of the river and the gentle twinkling of the stars above you all. Nothing could have made your night more perfect, your boys and the river under the stars completing your deepest desires as you slowly dozed off on Hyunjins shoulder, worries and problems be damned.

"Hey," you spoke up randomly and Chris hummed to urge you to continue talking, without looking up from his phone. When you didn't continue he raised his head and followed your gaze, looking at the kitchen counter confused. "What is it?" He asked after he turned to look at you again with a raised eyebrow.

He glanced at the kitchen counter again, still not knowing what's wrong and when he turned again he found your eyes on him.

"What is it, baby?" He asked again and you shrugged.

"Nothing I just wanted to say hey." You giggled and he smiled, shaking his head.

"Why are you so cute?" He asked and tackled you before littering kisses all over your face.

I just know a hug from Chan would make my day🥹💖

a little something for anyone who's having a hard day, prompted by Chan's msg on bubble. I'm proud of you as well <3

As soon as Chan set foot inside your apartment, you were quick to pull him in for a hug, clutching his shirt tightly in your fist. He didn't need you to say anything- he could immediately sense that you had a bad day.

Wordlessly, Chan bent down, picking you up as your legs wrapped around his waist. He moved to the closest couch where he sat you both down. There, he pulled you to his chest once again, rubbing soothing circles on your back.

"You're okay?" he asks softly, and you shake your head no.

"It's okay, you don't always need to feel good. It's normal to have a bad day. You've been working so hard, my love. It's okay to let it all out," he reassures, and you tighten your hold on him, tears falling freely from your eyes at his words.

"You did well today, baby. You did so well," he soothes, his gentle voice making a familiar warmth spread in your chest. "Thank you for waking up. Thank you for getting through the day. Thank you for breathing."

"It was so hard, Chan," you choke out a sob, and he shushes you quietly, rocking you in place back and forth.

"But you did it. You are home, and I'm with you. It's over now, yeah?" he reassures, planting a sweet kiss on your temple. You wrap your arms around his waist, further sinking into his comforting hold.

"I'm proud of you, I'm so proud of you. Always will be," he leans away a bit from you so he'd be able to look at your face. You know he's telling the truth- you can feel the love he has for you through his shining eyes.

"You hear me? As long as we're existing, then I'm proud of you. No matter what."

“dad!chan” — hcs

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff . head-cannons . dad au

⋆ pairings : dad!chan/dino x f!reader ⋆ note : the day dino becomes a father, I'll be a proud grandmother (I'm younger than him) 🌷 [♪♪♪] · love, maybe by secret number (pls read slowly 😿)

𐙚⋆. dad!chan who, despite being clueless, tries to help you out in every way possible.

– changing diapers? He won't let you lift a finger. Feeding the baby? He's already sat beside the baby to do so.

𐙚⋆. dad!chan who feels guilty when he messes things up, but quickly regains your trust (with the help of his hyungs)

𐙚⋆. dad!chan ; and if someday he couldn't help you with the baby, he'll do the chores instead. He just wouldn't let you do everything yourself.

– because, why would my wife suffer when I'm right HERE? - he tells himself.

𐙚⋆. dad!chan who loves getting matching items for the baby and him. Everyone has to know that the cute little kid is his, and yours of course.

𐙚⋆. dad!chan who'll start rapping with excitement when the baby does even a bit of movement that looks like a dance move.

– (let's not blame him guys, his love for dancing is unmatched)

𐙚⋆. dad!chan who loves to gently take the baby's tiny hands in his and peck it before he goes for practices or tours - he considers the sweet giggles that leave the baby's lips after, as a good luck.

𐙚⋆. dad!chan who becomes stressed over his own random 3AM thoughts that he might be giving all his love to the baby, and making you feel neglected when he doesn't intend to do so...

– and when he apologizes to you out of nowhere, you'd burst into laughter and he'd just stare at you, confused, like 'are you not mad at me?'

Best Birthday Gift

pairing - friends to lovers dino x reader genre - fluff word count - 556 warnings - mentions of a doctor once synopsis - in which you accidentally give your bestfriend the best birthday gift a/n - guess who came back from a long writing block

“I don’t even know why I’m doing this.” You groan under your breath, slipping on your butt again for the 30th time. You were ice skating with him for his 18th birthday but you were starting to regret it.

“You're doing this because you love me!” Chan chirps laughing as you land on your butt. 

You only offer him an eyeroll trying to stand up again but failing miserably. “You lucky it's your birthday.” You mutter.

“yeah yeah, need some help there?” He says almost sarcastically offering a hand, for a second you think he’ll retract his hand when you try and grab it because that’s such a dino thing to do but when you reach out to grab his palm he doesn’t pull it away surprisingly.

“Thought you were gonna leave me on my butt forever.” You joke knowing that you might have possibly given him another idea. 

“You just gave me an amazing idea!” He exclaimed exactly as you predicted, before he could carry out that idea though you stood up tugging on his hand slightly.

“Oh, well remind me to never go ice skating with you again.” You insist. Dino doesn’t say anything only moving slightly closer to you shuffling his feet awkwardly but the closeness is oddly welcome.

“Cool idea, but no.” He says looking down at you. When did he get so tall?? 

A blush creeps up your cheeks, maybe it was the close proximity, the way he was looking down at you with that smirk, you didn’t know but someone was definitely turning up the temperature. 

“You're blushing,” He lets out a soft laugh, closing the distance between you two.  

“n-no! I’m not. Your eyes must have a problem.” You mumble trying to avoid his eyes, one look and it would be game over for you.

“hmm, then I think you should look into my eyes and find out the problem.” He suggests watching your cheeks get darker, smirking knowing that he’s the reason.

You were so weak for him now, one more sentence and you would fold. However you manage to spit out a sentence, “Y-you should go to the doctor and get that checked out,” 

“Should I? But, the only person I wanna get checked out by is you.” He mentioned, gloved hand making its way to your chin, tilting it up slightly so you could meet his eyes. 

“u-uhm i, I’m not a professional!” You blurt out face glowing red. If someone had seen you without knowing the context, they would’ve probably thought you ran 2 miles.

“I don’t care if you're a professional or not, you're all I need.” He cups your cheeks looking at them endearingly. Was this really about to happen?? 

You don’t say anything only looking at his smug smirk now replaced with a genuine smile. You hear a soft “can I?” from him and you nod, giving him the green light. He leans in closer, lips brushing against yours slightly. He goes back to his smug smirk, teasing you slightly by pulling away but before you can whine, he finishes the kiss, warm lips pressed onto yours. You could swear that sparks were flying everywhere, your heart was pounding, filling your chest with much-needed adrenaline. 

“I’ll take that as my birthday gift!” He cheered as you only looked at him feigning annoyance.

ADDICSVT 2024

𝙗𝙖𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣! [1𝗄 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇] - part. 1: the destination

synopsis: you and your boyfriend have been working nonstop. performances on his end and endless meetings on yours. when you both finally get a break, he proposes you two get away for a few days. little do the both of you know that this “baecation” will provide physical, emotional, and sexual healing.

general tags/warnings: smut, pwp, female! reader, boyfriend! chan, non-idol! chan (professional dancer! chan), vacation/baecation getaway, lots of teasing, lots of dirty talk, lingerie on reader, hotel room sex, balcony sex, pool sex, basically chan and reader are just horny lovebirds

this part’s tags/warnings: cooking and food, kissing, tinges of suggestive material, mentions of the beach, waterfronts, etc.

word count: 2.6k

notes: well, she’s finally here! baecation is ready for you all to consume and i really hope you all like it! 🥹 thank you again for 1k, it still feels very surreal and i’m so lucky to do one of the things i love and share it with you guys. now before i get too sappy, let’s get into it shall we?

taglist will be reblogged!

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quite frankly - you’re over it.

for the past month and a half, you’ve been pushing your limits at your job. your boss designated you as the lead of a project and on top of that, you had to put in overtime to ensure that the project workload AND your individual load were still up to standards. while you knew things would be worth it in the end (your project commissions and overtime would give you an extra $2,500 dollars on your paycheck), you would be lying if you said your mental and physical health were starting to deteriorate.

today especially, you realized things were going to get worse before they got better. as you shut down your workspace, you felt ounces of your energy leave your body. too much happened for your liking - your teammates argued about the project’s direction, your boss complained about the most minute details in a presentation you were to give in a few days, and to culminate the day, your company laptop malfunctioned while you were working and it had to be sent to i.t. for it to get fixed. at this point, you were ready to head home, wrap yourself up in your covers, and forget about everything and everyone.

you’re not sure if you heard people say goodbye to you as you left the office, but if they did, you were too tired (and too agitated) to care and respond back. as you enter into the parking deck of your office building, you fish for your phone and see some missed texts from your boyfriend, chan.

channie ❤️: hey, just wanted to check on you

channie ❤️: i’ll probably be over later tonight

channie ❤️: so much is going on, and i really want to see you

you breathe a sigh of relief at seeing your boyfriend’s name appear on your screen, but you also can’t help but worry. your boyfriend chan was a professional dancer - and a damn good one. he’s been dancing since he was three, and it’s his first love. he teaches at three of the most popular dance studios on a weekly basis, drawing in huge crowds of avid and eager learners. his instagram comments are always flooded with words of praise - handsomeness and talent catching the eyes of millions. his sharpness, keen eye for detail, and flawless execution made him the target for entertainment companies and he was often called in to be a backup dancer or choreograph for popular idol groups. currently, he’s preparing to dance with a popular boy group after their latest comeback broke records.

he did mention that his rehearsals were getting a bit more intense, especially since this group in particular were about to start their promotion period. there were days where he complained that his body ached and times that you helped take care of him, so you just had to pray and hope that today wasn’t as harsh on him.

you and chan have been together for a year and a half after meeting at party hosted by a mutual friend. you weren’t sure that you two were a good match for each other, but after a few meet-ups and intriguing conversations you realized that you two had more in common than you thought. whatever one of you might have lacked, another made up for in actions or words. you two complemented each other and you had each other’s backs. even through some rough patches, you both realized that there was no one else you wanted to be with. there was no going back.

as you started your car engine, you shoot a quick text back to chan, thanking all higher powers you would at least have some better solace this evening.

babe 😏: you too? i guess we can talk about later when you come by. see you in a bit, love ya ❤️

the drive after work feels somewhat longer than normal, the traffic almost making you reach your limit. but you finally find yourself back in the comfort of your apartment, kicking your shoes off to the side and dropping your bag and blazer to the floor. you breathe a huge sigh of relief as you enter your bedroom, take off your bra, and flop onto your bed, letting the sweet scent of your bedsheets fill your nose.

you find yourself drifting into dreamland a few minutes later, but the grumbling of your stomach and the fact that you still had the rest of your work clothes on brings you back to reality. despite some opposition from the rest of your body, you get up and grab some loungewear from your dresser and head for the shower, hoping to relax your tense muscles.

after you come out the shower and change, you head to the kitchen to start on dinner. you decide on chicken fried rice - one of you and chan’s favorite meals to eat together. you pull the ingredients from the fridge and the seasonings from the cabinet, asking your smart home device to play serene, chill music. the instrumentals fill your space, and you get to work - washing the chicken first.

as you finish garnishing both plates, you hear your doorbell ring. you check your camera, and smile as you see your boyfriend come into view. you quickly wash your hands and answer the door, embracing chan in a tight hug before he can even say anything to you.

he’s surprised at how you rush at him, but it quickly melts into a soft smile as he wraps one hand around your waist and one on the back of your neck. he gently sways you back and forth, rubbing the small of your skin. after nearly eight hours of rehearsal, all he wanted to do was spend the rest of the day with you with no worries.

“hey you,” he whispers, glowing smile still on his perfect features. you finally make eye contact with him, a smile coming on your face, beaming at the fact that you were finally with your love. “hey,” you respond, going up on your toes to press a kiss to his soft cheek. chan takes the opportunity to place his hand on your chin and places a kiss on your lips. he quickly realizes he missed this wonderful feeling, and he deepens his movements, smirking when you can feel yourself lose all control and give into his desires.

you have to force yourself to come off him, knowing that if this continues dinner would be long forgotten. “c’mon babe, i made your favorite!” you take his hand and he drops his bags by your door, the familiar blending of seasonings wafting through his nose. “you made chicken fried rice?!” chan beams, entering the kitchen, his mouth nearly drooling at the plate full of goodness. “man, i really needed this today, thank you baby,” he places a kiss on your cheek this time as he goes to wash his hands. you can’t help but blush as you take the plates to the table, taking your seat as chan follows behind you.

“i’ll eat deliciously,” he affirms you, toasting your fork to you, taking his first bite and nodding in agreement at your cooking. you give him a minute to eat before you ask him anything.

“how have rehearsals been?”

“in one word, crazy,” he sighs. “i had to come in early to teach one of the members since he had an overseas schedule when the group had practice. then we had to rework some formations and drill the choreo over and over to get ready for filming tomorrow. i’m excited for filming and all, but im just tired.”

you sigh, shaking your head in agreement. “that’s understandable, things at the office have been crazy too. i love what i do, but this overtime is driving me crazy. i can’t wait to be finished so i can get this big bonus.”

“you’ve got this through. and when that check comes, it’ll all be worth it. just make sure you take care of yourself in the meantime. you know i’m proud of you right?” he rubs your back, his hand softening your tight muscles.

“thanks,” you respond shyly, smiling at your lover. “you know i’m proud of you too. you’re living out your dream everyday and you’re having fun doing it. your hard work is paying off too, chan. if i haven’t told you lately, you’re doing amazing. but you also need to make sure you’re taking care of yourself too, okay?”

he nods in agreement. “it’s only fair cause i asked you to do the same. i promise i’ll take care of myself.”

time passes by pleasantly, empty plates now in the dishwasher, conversations continuing from the kitchen table to the couch. your head rests on chan’s shoulders, your right hand on his leg.

“so when do you guys film the performance video?”

“tomorrow, and it’s supposed to last two days. then we have promotions with the group, but they divided us into two groups, so i only have to perform at music shows during the second week.”

an idea pops into your head, imaginary lightbulbs flashing rapidly. even though you were working overtime, you were scheduled for absences on friday and monday and your boss hadn’t rescinded on your days off. if chan only had to work until thursday, that would mean for once - both of your schedules would align.

“wait.. so that means you have a break after the music video?” you question. “even if it’s a short one?”

“yeah, what are you getting at?”

you sit up from your boyfriend’s shoulder realizing that the planning you completed in your head might have actually worked. “chan,” you exclaimed, “i actually have a break too! i get friday and monday off! chan, do you know what this means? we finally have the chance to spend more time together!”

your excitedness makes chan swoon, but it also brings a tinge of sadness. you were right - you two have been so busy that you had limited time together. between him dancing and teaching and with your work project, moments like these where you two could get away for a minute were rare.

“we should do something special then baby! we could go to dinner,” he gasps coming up with a new idea, “and i’ve always wanted to take you on a night boat ride! remember when i sent you those pictures from japan?”

earlier in the year, chan went overseas for another performance opportunity and during his time off, he and some of his other dancer friends took a boat ride with the city lights gleaming over the large body of water, waves that could lull anyone to sleep with their calming effect. it was a sight to behold, even through a 7 inch phone screen.

“yeah i do! those pictures were gorgeous,” you admire, thinking how back them you wished you were with chan on that boat, head resting on his shoulders like you did earlier, taking peeks of your boyfriend every now and then. he would be staring into the distance, somehow managing to look more handsome than anyone else.

“actually, i kinda want to do something grander than a date night though..” you hint, playing with your hair as you temporarily avoid eye contact. “i’ve been seeing this idea on insta for a while, and now i dream of doing it with you, chan. why don’t we take a trip together babe?”

“like a day trip?”

“mmm, i was thinking more like for the weekend. and it doesn’t have to be somewhere ridiculously far either, not like bali or anything! matter of fact, there’s a beach that i found right off the coast and the city is stunning!” you pull out your phone and type in the name of the beach in the search engine. you pass your phone to chan, images of beautiful blue water and white sand flooding his lenses.

“ah, crystal beach!” chan recognizes the name. “some of my friends have been there before, they said it was really nice! they said there’s a waterfront hotel right in front of the beach, and from the right floor you can get the perfect view.”

suddenly, you can envision the two of you on the fifteenth floor, sunrise glistening through the windows as you sleep in chan’s arms, legs wrapped around his waist, head on his chest. nothing else would matter in that moment expect for you two. no work, no projects, no eight-counts - just you, your lover, and the gentle ocean breeze.

“so, what are you thinking? should we go for it?” you ask.

“let’s do it babe! we’ve never done something like this before, and we can make some great memories out of it! and from the looks it, we could both use some time away from all of this,” he gestures towards the windows, overseeing the big city that encased you two.

“yeah,” you nod in agreement. “i think some time away is long overdue. and it’ll be good for us! honestly, i was thinking about us waking up together, and now i can’t wait to get out of here!” you both share a quick laugh as you head comes to the familiar space of chan’s shoulders.

you two share a few moments of silence before chan taps your leg twice as your eyes look into his, “do you wanna leave friday morning? we can get there by the afternoon, chill for a bit, and then get dinner or something.”

“m’kay, that sounds good to me. do you want me to reserve the room or do you wanna do it?” you ask, rubbing his shoulder.

“i can reserve the hotel room! don’t worry about it babe.” you kiss chan’s cheek as a thank you, fingers intertwining with his. chan pulls out his phone, typing in the hotel name, leading him to the website. he then locks his phone, already making plans to make this the best trip for you both.

some more time passes, you and chan watching random youtube videos, laughing at funny moments. but soon it comes time for chan to leave, he has an early morning because of the music video filming.

you walk with him to the door, handing him his bags. you go on your toes to kiss his cheek one more time before he leaves. “good luck on filming, i’ll see you on friday!”

he bends down to press a gentle kiss on your lips, hand caressing your jaw to deepen the feeling. you return his passion, tongues moving together like choreography. when you separate, his lips form in a smirk - he loves the feeling of leaving you breathless.

“if i get out early on thursday night i’ll text you. if i do, can i spend the night?”

“of course, baby,” you smile at him, biting your lip. “i’ll see you soon, okay? you need to get some rest.”

“okay, okay, love you baby,” he says leaving one more kiss on your lips.

“love you too, text me when you get home!” you respond as he opens the door, waving you goodbye, signaling with his fingers that he would affirm he got home safely.

chan closes the door as he walks to the elevator, hearing your door lock, making sure you were safe. he quickly gets out his phone, the hotel’s website coming back into view. he chooses the dates, chooses two people to occupy the space, and it takes chan to the room selection. he scrolls until he find the perfect room - one with a king size bed, and a balcony view, hopefully one that would overlook the beach.

before he reserves the room, he texts one of his friends that stayed at the same hotel.

hey yeonjun, i need a favor.

which exact floor were you on when you went to that hotel at crystal beach?