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wolfchanslover69 · 3 months

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The fight

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In which y/n has a fight with Chan.

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Pairing: Bang Chan x reader | slight angst with a happy ending

A/N: Hii guys, I hope you enjoy reading this oneshot, I know it's a bit short but I haven't had inspiration for a while. If I made any mistakes do tell me because I won't realise it :D.

Warning: Mentions of the word fuck.

Word count: 1,3k

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Great, it was raining and I didn’t have an umbrella with me. The whole day had been shitty, and this was like a cherry on top of a cake. I usually loved how calming rain was and how it would make me feel like a new person, but not today. Today it felt depressing, heavy, like it was just adding more weight on my shoulders, making me feel suffocated. All the times I had for the past few months been alone, stressed, and tired, came back all together, double the usual.

I stepped out of the office building, starting to walk rather fast to my nearest bus stop while trying not to slip on the wet ground. I hadn’t prepared for rain today and was wearing my everyday work heels and a thin trench coat. The coat got wet fast, and the coldness of the water got into my bones making me freeze. The bus stop wasn’t far away from the building, and as I heard it, I could see my bus driving past my stop. I halted my walking and stood there in the middle of the rain, angrily staring at the stop. Of course, it has to be today that I miss my bus when it’s heavily raining and I have heels in which I cannot walk home. I can already feel the pain starting to form on my feet. Even my toes were starting to feel numb.

I started walking home as there wasn’t anything else to do. I did not want to, and would not call my boyfriend, whom I was ignoring at the moment due to my anger for his behaviour lately. He had been busy doing god knows what for the last two months, and when I asked him about it, I would get an annoyed answer for me to stop questioning and bothering him.

As I walk, I see cars drive past me; some of them intentionally drive into puddles of water to splash me even more. At some point, I hear a motorcycle nearing me. The sound of the too familiar engine makes me walk faster and ignore the sound.

“What are you doing in the rain?” I hear his voice but don’t want to show him any reaction. I keep walking, ignoring him with an angry frown on my face.

“Hey, baby, can you stop?” I hear him ask with a soft and slightly worried voice. I wanted to yell at him that I, in fact, do not want to stop. I still pretend to not hear him and keep my pace.

“Hey, c’mon y/n! You’ll get sick if you continue like this!” He sounds a bit annoyed this time.

I try to resist myself but give in at the end and stop my walking, turning to face him. He’s driving his motorcycle with his famous black and red leather jacket on. He looked handsome, but I wouldn’t admit it to him now when I’m still pissed off at how he talked to me when I was just trying to figure out if everything was okay. He didn't have his helmet on, so I could see his wet hair sticking to his forehead. I saw how his eyes were filled with worry but how he tried to cover it up with annoyance and anger.

“You haven’t answered me for days,” he matter-of-factly told me, but I knew it already.

“And I wonder why. It didn’t seem important to you for the past few months,” I snapped at him while turning around to keep walking. I huffed in annoyance, trying to get myself to calm down.

“Hey, that’s not fair! You know how my work is, so you can’t blame me for being busy!” He drove a little past me stopping right in front of me. I stared into his eyes while trying to walk past him, but he wouldn’t let me. Chris drove a bit forward, blocking my way completely, and took a hold of my arm.

“Can you fucking stop walking? I’m trying to talk to you,” he angrily told me.

“Oh yeah, Christopher? But did you stop working when I tried to ask if everything was okay? No, so let the fuck go of me and let me walk.” I tried to shrug my arm away from his grip, but he wouldn’t let me.

“I’m sorry about it, but I can’t fucking help my job,” he angrily told me.

“Well, I don’t actually care if you are fucking sorry or not or if it’s your fucking job.” I knew I didn’t actually mean it, but I was just so frustrated and angry at him that I ended up taking it out on him.

He still didn’t let go of my arm, and we spent a while breathing heavily and just staring at each other angrily. During this, I noticed that the rain had started pouring harder than before. I was starting to get really cold, and I soon noticed myself shaking from the cold. Chris seemed to notice this too as he let go of my arm and started to take off his leather jacket.

“Put this on, you are shaking from the rain.” He handed me his jacket. He had a tight-fitting, long-sleeved turtleneck underneath his jacket, but I knew it wouldn’t keep him warm.

“No, put it back on, you’ll get cold fast,”I tried to tell him, pushing his hand holding the jacket back towards him.

“No, baby, it’s okay. I know you get cold easier than me and have been in the rain longer than me, so please just take it.” He reasoned with me.

I ended up giving up and took the jacket, putting it on. It felt weird to have a wet trench coat and, on top of it, a warm leather jacket. I knew by taking the jacket from him, I had silently agreed to go home with him, and maybe it was better like that. Chris offered me a helmet after I had put the jacket on.

“Hey, why don’t you have a helmet on?” I asked him. He averted my eyes, trying to hide away from my question.

“Uhh well, I may or may not have forgotten to put it on as I saw that it was heavily raining and got a feeling you were going to walk home…” I just stared at him in silence as he told me that. I know we just fought about the silliest thing ever, and we both could have acted like adults and talked this out, but the fact that he still was worried for me warmed my heart.

“You should put your spare helmet on then,” I told him with a calm and neutral voice as I didn’t want to fight anymore.

“No, I saved it for you. I don’t want anything to happen to you,” he told me while turning his head slightly to the side.

“Well, I don’t want anything to happen to you either, you know,” I wanted him to understand my point and the reason why I had even been ignoring him; maybe this would make him realise it. We both were silent, and I started staring at my hands, which were covered with his jacket’s long sleeves. I didn’t want to talk about these kinds of topics anymore this evening.

“Now get on the bike; let’s get out of here,” he told me after a while, nudging his head to the seat behind him. I hummed as an answer as I threw my leg over the bike to sit behind him. I took a tight hold of him and hugged him from behind, trying to squeeze my gratitude into the hug. I may not say it at the moment as I’m still trying to act mad, but I am thankful for him.

“I love you, you know,” he told me silently.

“I love you too,” I answered him, knowing our fight was partly over.

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A/n: If you want to request something please do! (I don't write smut and do only Chan ff :])

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yangbbokari · 7 months

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In my past, I find you and in the future, I still have you

Pairing: Bang Chan x F!reader Genre/AU/Tropes: Angst, lovers to exes and back to lovers, idol!AU Warnings: Breakup, a few(lots) tears, cursing, (it might hit close to home so read at your own risk), sick reader, memory loss WC: 2.5k Summary: Leaving Bang Chan was hard for you. But how hard would it be on Chan? (Not really a summary but yk ✨SUSPENSE✨) A.N: Okay so it won't stop bugging me and I'm eatin' this up. Also, this is very cliche, ik. so🤫🤫 Song Rec: Atlantis - Seafret, I Love You So - The Walters, If the world was ending - JP Saxe ft. Julia Michaels

It's not that you didn't love him. It was that you couldn't. He already had so much work piled on him. Late nights at the studio and being overworked by his company was already taking a toll on not only his physical, but mental health too. Now in these circumstances, he didn't need you to add on to that.

You were diagnosed with a brain tumor last week. The doctors had said that you would slowly lose your memory over time and the operation was risky.

“It’s best to tell your loved ones so they will know when the time comes.”

But how could you do that to Chan. You wouldn’t want him to worry about you and forfeit his career. Yes, he would be an emotional wreck if you left him, but it’d be worse if you left his world completely.

What hurt your heart the most though, was that the universe seemed to be playing tricks on you.

“You’ll most likely lose about five years of your memory.”

Five years. Five years ago when you and Chan met. Isn’t that funny. It was making you forget him. Why though? Why did you have to forget the only person who made you truly happy?

So you had no choice. No choice but to let him go. Let him be happy with someone new. Someone who isn't you. As much as you wished that none of this fell on you, there wasn't really another option.

You let there be a slow let down. Drips of it at a time instead of a waterfall. A small flame instead of a blazing fire. I light breeze instead of raging winds. A tiny whisper instead of a loud voice.

So you packed your bags and waited for him. When he got home, late at night, or you could say an early time in the morning, you sat him down. He was clearly worried. It wasn't normal for you to be up this late let alone sitting him down like he'd done something wrong. Before you could even get a word out he grabbed your hands and starting speaking.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for whatever I've done that makes you wish to leave me. Please don't end this. I'll fix whatever is wrong. You're... you're everything I could ask for so don't say anything about us seperating."

Why could he read you so well? How were you suppose to leave him when he looked at you like this? Why did he make it so hard for you to leave him? But you had to tell him one way or another. You took a shuddering breath before spilling it on him.

"I just don't think..." It was suffocating you. You didn't want to continue but you had to. Tears were already rushing to your eyes, ruining your plan. But you couldn't let him see them. "...I don't think I can continue o-our relationship."

"Why?" He said almost immediately.

You wanted to tell him the truth. Or at least give him a soft reason. But you knew you had to hurt him so that he would want to forget you.

"Because I'm tired. You come home at late times. You're probably out with some other girl while I sit at home, waiting for you. Besides, I'm tired of keeping this useless relationship a secret. How long have we been together, Christopher?"

"Don't call me that."

You knew him hearing his government name coming from your mouth would hurt him a little too deep.

"Four years... four years and not even the members know, Christopher."

"Don't call me that!" Tears brimmed his eyes as you spoke.

"I want someone who can be with me and have time for me. Someone who can show me off as if I'm his entire world."

"You are my entire world."

"I don't want to be anybody's SECRET anymore!"

The tears were threatening to push all boundaries and just fall. But you had to keep your resolve.

His grip on your hands tightened. "FIne. I'll take some time off a-and we can do whatever you want. A-and w-we'll go public. I-I-I don't want t-to hide you either so let's-"

"No. I'm done, Christopher. I'm done with all of this and I'm leaving."

Chan gradually moved from the couch and onto his knees, in front of you as he shook his head.

"Please don't call me that. Channie, babe, baby, anything but Christopher. And please... please don't leave me. I'll do anything just don't go. You're the best thing that could possibly happen in my life so d-don't go. You're my happiness. I-I don't know what to do without you. You're my life and soul. You're my everything. So don't walk away..."

You could feel his tears fall onto your lap and hands as he hung his head low. You wanted to sob your heart out. Tell him that this is only for a little while and you'll come back. But you couldn't. So you pushed him away. Walking to your shared bedroom and coming out with suitcases. Chan's eyes widened a he ran to your side.

"Where are you going? Are you seriously going to just leave everything behind? Please don't, please...? Tell me what to do and I'll do it."

"Let me go."

"Anything but that."

His hand rested over yours, stopping you. His eyes pleading you to stay. His breath shaky and unstable. His trembling body from the disbelief. His bothered mind, not wanting to believe this.

“I already said I’m tired and I’m leaving.”

“Take me with you.”

“I’m leaving you.”

You sent the words like sharp, cold icicles straight into his heart. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. His whole world was falling apart.

No.

His whole world was walking away. Away from him. Away from everything they’ve ever created. Away from their love. His arms went limp and you did as you said. You left him. You walked away. ~~~ It’s been a year now. The operation was successful and you made it out safely. But not your memories. As life went on, you felt a little uncomfortable. Like something was missing. Someone was missing. You couldn’t pinpoint it though. So you found a new way to cope, K-pop.

It started recently. A month or two ago maybe. Not that you really could remember. Your friends introduced you to BTS and it just fascinated you. Recently, you started standing a new group, Stray Kids. You didn’t exactly have a bias yet. But, you were really drawn to one member in particular, Bang Chan. He brought you much warmth and for some reason, you kind of felt familiar with him. Like you’ve known him since forever even though you only discovered Stray Kids last week.

Your friend, Yuna, happened to have an extra Stray Kids concert ticket. How could you say no? It wasn’t until another two weeks. But, hello? You had to find the finest outfit out of what you already had. As you rummaged through your closet, a box fell from the top, and you dodged it quickly. The box broke open revealing photos, a diary, a necklace, a phone, and a couple of CDs.

The items weren’t something you recognized. Probably Yuna’s, you thought. But curiosity got the best of you. Yuna wouldn’t mind… right? So you gathered the items together before actually looking at them. Shocked, was an understatement.

There was photos of you and no other than, Bang Chan, together. Cuddling, kissing, canoodling, everything you could possibly find in the books. There’s no way. The person you’ve been admiring for a couple of weeks was… was… was someone you were infatuated with.

You put the rest of the items back into the box and rushed to living room. Placing the box on the table, you took out a few CDs and placed one in the CD player. It was without a doubt, Chan’s voice coming through the speakers. His soft voice singing a love song. You then took out the diary. It contained little moments that you recorded. Your eyes skimmed through the diary until the last page. Tears rushed to your eyes.

“Hi, me. Hi, Y/n. It’s me or you or us. I don’t really know. But I’m writing this because I want you to know about someone. Someone who helped you through everything. Christopher Bahng. Bang Chan. The man who you love most and who loves you most. Don’t forget him. Run to his side as soon as you read this. He’ll be waiting. I promise. If you forget about him, remember the most you possibly can. He’s the only one who will protect you and stay by you. You met at the cafe shop right outside of JYP. Your first date took place at the same place. You had your first kiss during a movie night at his place. His birthday is October 3rd, 1997. He’s your soulmate.”

You grabbed the phone and opened it. Thank god it was unlocked. Thank the past you who was smart enough not to put a password on it. Opening your camera roll, there was gazillion pictures of you and him. Your phone book had only his number in it. Everything on that phone had to do with him. Even the small little widgets.

Memories flooded your mind. It was all of him. Everything about him. You took a deep and shaky breath. Looking at his contact on this phone, you contemplated on pressing it. You ended up pressing it anyway. Now the problem was, how to call him. It was too nerve-wracking. Though it was only about 10 seconds, it felt like hours until you pressed, call. The other end connected almost immediately.

"Y/n... Hello?"

Your breath hitched. It really was him. The voice, the person, the missing peice. You finally found it.

"Y/n, are you there? P-please let it be you. I ran from practice once I knew it was you. Hello? Please say som-"

And you hung up. Everything was finally clicking. Now you knew why you felt like you've known him since forever. Why you felt you had a missing piece. He was there all along and you were just too stupid to realize it.

You finally let your long held breath out. Your heart beating at a rapid pace. Everything felt so surreal. As much as you wished to deny it, you knew it was all true. ~~~ When the time of the concert came, you were ready. Emotionally, probably not. But physically, definitely. You placed the necklace around your neck. The one you had found in the box. It was a galaxie pendant with your's and Chan's intitials written on the back. You dressed exactly how he liked. Well not exactly, but close. He usually prefered you in what you were most comfortable in. But you knew he absolutely loved when you were fully in black. Preferably, a skin tight dress. So that's what you wore. You did a small touch of makeup with a coral shade of lipstick. It was his favortite shade on you. Even though he really liked your natural beauty.

You mustered up all the courage left in you and you went to the concert. Were you scared? The answer was yes. You weren't sure what to expect but that didn't mean it didn't made you scared.

Yuna managed to get her hands on V.I.P tickets which meant you could even go backstage. Your head was jumbled of all the things you were gonna tell him. It made you feel kind of guilty for leaving him like he was nothing just to run back to him. But you still loved him and you weren't gonna let anything get in the way this time.

Eventually, you made it. But you were now standing in the front, extremely nervous. What would he think when he saw you again? Would he be mad at you?

No one but you two knew of your previous relationship. So not even Yuna would have known that she was taking you to the one person you loved.

As soon as they entered the stage, you froze in place. Your eyes couldn't leave his figure. They followed every single one of his movements. What you didn't expect though, even though you should've, was when his eyes found you.

It was after the first song ended and they just started talking to the fans. As he scanned the gigantic crowd, his eyes softened. But when his eyes moved to the row in front of him, his eyes widened. They widened with shock, surprise, disbelief. There you were, standing in the audience of a concert for him. It has always been a dream of his to see you at his concert.

You took off as soon as you saw his eyes widen. You most definitely were not ready for that. You should’ve mentally prepared yourself better. Your heart wouldn’t stop beating rapidly. ~~~ It wasn’t until after the concert that you finally came back. Yuna had to drag you backstage. She kept teasing you for being so shy. But if only she knew. In the end, you were face to face with each of the members. You didn’t do anything, staying still.

Bang Chan had a whole lot of self control, to not run to you and hug you. But Yuna just had to have such a big mouth and said, “ Y/n’s favorite member is Chan! She had her eyes on you the whole time. Was even too nervous to come back here and meet you.”

You face completely flushed with a deep color of pink, immediately looking at Chan. Nervously chuckling as you inputted, “Y-yeah… haha..” Now you both were clearly uncomfortable. The silence kept between the two of you was insufferable as the others teased you. ~~~ Somehow, you were now trapped in a room with Chan. The others left to give you some “privacy,” or so the called it. It felt like hours before one of you finally spoke.

“Hey, y/n…” He said.

“Hey…”

“How’ve you b—”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“Everything.”

A few moments of silence fell between you again.

“I’m sorry for leaving you and saying things so horrible.” Now tears started clouding your vision as you talked. “I actually didn’t want that. It was all a mistake a-and I really really miss everything we had. I know I sound stupid. But I lied. I lied about everything and I should’ve told you the truth. I-I-I-I had a brain tumor.” Your tears were a full on waterfall now and they definitely weren’t stopping anytime soon. “And I was scared I would affect your career. I was scared that I would forget you, us and everything we had.”

Without a doubt, Chan was also crying. He quickly came to hug you and comfort you. He hushed you down.

“N-no it’s okay. I know it must’ve been hard. I should’ve kept pursuing you and staying by your side no matter what.”

“Don’t blame yourself. You had no choice but to believe me. I was the one who left.”

He just shook his head and held you as close as possible.

“But you’re here now, aren’t you?” He asked before you nodded your head. “See, you’re here now and that’s all that matters.”

Let’s just sayyyyyyy, y’all made up just fine and now you’re happy. Yuna and the other members were shocked for sure but it all went well. The two of you were now together and that’s how it would be, forever. ~~~ another a.n: sry for the ass ending y’all😭 but I didn’t know how to end it with a make up so that’s what I gave. It was also super rushed so sry for that too. Maknae line pt.2 should b out by tmrw so don’t worry. Love y’all though!!!😘😖💗

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stayinhellevator · 7 months

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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 Word Count: 4471 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!”

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?

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• // ep. 171 // •

pairing // chan x reader

warning // smut, that's really it tbh and a little bit of fluff

wc: 3.9k

A/N this is my first time writing smut so I hope it was okay, let me know what you think please.... I also tried a new layout I although it's not really that different. But it might looked a little messed up on different devices so I’m sorry about that, I don’t know how to fix it and it’s stressing me out.

You missed Chan, you had only been apart for a few days but you missed him. You missed all the boys actually. They were such a big part of your life and when they weren’t there you felt lonely.

You haven’t gone home since Chan left and you have tidied the dorm from top to bottom multiple times to keep your mind occupied. For some reason, you miss him more than usual and you're not sure why? Probably because the last time you saw him your time together was interrupted, and you haven't been able to fulfil your needs as Chan has been so busy. You grabbed something to eat and sat on Chan’s bed turning on the TV. You sent him a message a little while ago and he still hasn’t replied. Just as you turned on the TV you got a notification telling you Chan was going live. Quickly clicking on the notification you put his live on the TV and sat back getting ready to watch.

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As soon as the live ended you clicked on Chan’s contact and waited for his face to appear on screen. He was sitting at the desk he filmed his live and you could see Lee Know sitting in the background on the bed with one of their managers.

“Hey, you okay? You should be asleep it’s late back home” he asked immediately as he tilted his head in concern.

“Yeah I'm fine, I was just getting some food and then you started your live” you replied as you got yourself more comfortable and pulled the covers over yourself.

“Oh- you watched the live” he laughed as he covered his face but you could still see the tips of his ears changing colour.

“Of course I did, I miss you. Plus I probably won't be able to get sleep for another couple of hours” you said as Chan took a bite of his food.

“Why, what’s wrong? Do you-” his sentence was interrupted by their manager's voice “We’ll get going and give you two some time alone” the manager said pulling Lee Know up off the bed.

“No, it’s okay at least finish eating your food before you leave. I just wanted to speak to Chan before I went to bed”

“I was finished anyways plus I need to go and speak with the rest of the boys about the schedule tomorrow. It was nice seeing you again Y/N I'll bring the boys back safely” their manager said as he exited the room.

“Are you having trouble sleeping?” Chan asked leaning in closer to the phone. The truth is you were having trouble sleeping but it’s probably not the reason Chan is thinking of. Knowing him he’s thinking of the worst, but your just horny and can’t stop thinking about him.

“I was really sleepy before I started watching your live, but someone woke me up because they were being so loud. YA! Lee Minho get over here” you joked to put Chan’s mind at ease before it went into overdrive.

“Oh she used your full name your in trouble” Chan laughed as Lee Know got off the bed and crouched down beside Chan so he could be seen on the camera.

“What? Why am I in trouble” he looked at the camera with wide eyes.

“Why are you so loud, was it really necessary to shout about spoons” Chan was hysterically laughing at this point and Lee Know’s facial expression softened as he realised you were joking and laughed along with Chan. Out of everyone, you were probably the only person Lee Know was scared of, and you're not sure why? You’re probably the least intimidating person ever. You think it’s because he knows how much you mean to Chan and is scared that if he messes up something with you, then his relationship with Chan will also suffer.

“You scared me I thought you were being serious” he put a hand over his heart and took a deep breath before going back to the bed standing at the edge and throwing himself on top of it.

“Sorry, I still don’t know why you boys find me so scary” Lee Know looked up from the bed before replying.

“It’s not you were scared of. Its Chan”

You laughed at his response before putting your full focus on your boyfriend who was watching you and his friend interact with the biggest smile on his face.

“Anyways, how are you baby?” you asked.

“I’m good, I just can’t wait to get home and see you” As Chan was speaking you could only focus on one thing. His lips, his full, soft, and kissable lips, and the way he bit on them every now and again before thinking of his next word.

It was getting hot, very hot. You placed the phone down and took off the jumper you were wearing. Chan’s jumper, of course. You threw it to the end of the bed before picking up the phone.

“The performance went well and we- baby. What are you doing!” Chan quickly picked up the phone pulling it closer to himself and away from Lee Know’s view.

“What do you mean I was just taking off my jumper. It’s too warm”

“Oh- right okay. I just saw a piece of clothing go flying across the room and I panicked. Sorry. Also my jumper, not yours” It was always so easy to fluster Chan, it was one of your favourite things to do.

“Wow, what ever happened to what’s mine is yours and yours is mine huh?” You laughed.

“You know I'm only joking” Chan quickly replied.

You and Chan spoke for about another half an hour before your eyes started to get heavy and you could feel yourself falling asleep. “Well. I think I'm going to leave you now. I’m getting a little tired”

“Okay, I’ll phone you tomorrow before we board the plane” Chan explained. “Okay, baby. Enjoy the rest of your little date with Lee Know”

“Oh don't worry Y/N, I’ll make sure he enjoys” Lee Know spoke up pulling a few sexy poses and kicking his feet as he lay on the bed. Chan stood up from the chair and approached the boy turning the camera around so you could see him.

“Wow, very sexy. Chan promise me you won’t leave me for him”

“I don’t know you might have some competition, I’m a little-”

“Stop your sentence right there. Do not continue. I don’t want to hear about how you feel without Y/N and your ‘needs’ again” Lee know interrupted.

“Again?” You questioned

“Yeah he was telling us all about how much he-”

“Okay, that’s enough talking, I’ll phone you tomorrow. I love you, sleep well” Chan rushed out his sentence

“I love you too” After your response the call quickly ended but not before you heard a loud slapping sound, you can only imagine where Chan hit the poor boy.

Calls with the boys were never boring and always left you in a good mood and you couldn’t wait for them to come home. Before going to bed you decided to message Chan and Lee know to get more information on the conversation you were rudely interrupted from having.

Lee know 🙄🐰

Me: when you get home your telling me everything Chan said

Me: Also how does it feel as the butt hunter to be on the opposing end???

Lee Know🙄🐰: I'm telling Chan your bullying me 😐

Me: your unbelievable 🙄

Just as you replied to Lee Know’s text a notification popped up from Chan.

Channie 🖤

Channie 🖤: Please leave the poor boy alone

Channie 🖤: Also look at this....

Channie 🖤: image

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Today was the day Chan and the rest of the boys were coming home from LA, there flight landed early morning in Korea so you decided to get up early and get the boys some food and snacks before they arrived home.

You got changed into a pair of black jeans and stole Hyunjin's Celine hoodie with the chequered writing, you tied your hair up in a low pony and made your way to the local convenience store down the street. You filled two bags with snacks and drinks for the boys before heading to their favourite restaurant in the area. You were greeted by the young boy who was standing behind the counter as soon as you entered.

“Hello, what can I do for you today” he smiled as you walked towards him.

“I would like to place an order for takeaway” I said.

“Oh yeah, what can I get for you? The young boy asked grabbing a pen and notepad.

“It’s a very large order I hope your prepared” you joked as the young boy laughed. You started to list off all the items you wanted as the boy furiously wrote down everything you said.

“You weren’t kidding when you said it was a large order, I’ll go put this through in the kitchen. But it might be a little while before it’s ready” he explained.

“Yeah of course that’s fine” you replied taking a seat beside one of the large windows that decorated the front of the restaurant.

“That better not all be for you” the same boy said as he walked towards your table in the corner placing a can of coke in front of you, you looked at him with a confused expression before he replied.

“I’ve seen you here a few times and you always order this to drink. It’s on the house since you’ll be waiting here for a while”

“Oh thank you” you smiled as you opened the can and took a drink, you were quite thirsty due to the warm weather today so the drink was very refreshing.

“Are you having a party or something?” The boy asked.

“You sure do ask a lot of questions, shouldn’t you be getting back to work” you laughed.

“No, I’m on my break just now actually but I’ll leave you alone, I’m sorry” he politely said as he stood up and bowed towards you apologising for his actions.

“No, no it’s okay I was only joking. My boyfriend and his friends are coming back from a trip so I thought getting them some snacks and a nice meal would help cheer them up a bit after spending so long travelling” you explained.

“There really lucky to have someone whose cares so much about them, I’m sure they will really enjoy it”

You and the young boy continued to talk until your food was ready and his short break was over, you said your goodbyes and exited the restaurant. The walk home was quiet but your arms were getting tired and you couldn’t help but think you bought too much food, but you knew either way the boys would appreciate and make their best efforts to finish the food you had got them.

As you entered the dorm your phone buzzed, quickly placing the food on the kitchen counter you pulled out your phone to see a message from Chan telling you that there plane had landed and you would be making their way back to the dorm. You quickly replied to the message telling him to bring all the boys to their dorm as you had a surprise for them.

You waited for about forty minutes before you heard the jingle of keys at the front door. Rushing off the couch you were sitting on, the door flew open and your were engulfed in a hug by Chan. You both swayed from side to side as the rest of the boys brought in their bags and suitcases.

“How are you?” Chan asked as he pulled away from the hug and looked into your eyes.

“I’m good, I missed you” you replied as you gave him a kiss, “come look in the kitchen I have a surprise for you. Boys come here!” you shouted as everyone followed you into the kitchen. There were multiple screams of excitement as they all saw the food lying on the counter.

“Ahhh I’m so hungry, thank you Noona” Changbin exclaimed as he rushed to open the boxes and pile multiple different foods onto his plate. Soon all the boys followed, Chan stood behind you with his hands wrapped around your waist before leaning down and whispering in your ear.

“We’re all so lucky to have you, you know that?”

“Of course I do, you all tell me all the time, how can I possible forget. Now hurry up and go get some food before it’s all gone” you ushered him away as the boys began to sit down in the living room.

You were sitting on the couch with Hyunjin and Jeongin beside you sitting on either side. Everyone sat in silence and ate their food and it was times like these that you spent together that were your favourite. Moments where no words were spoken just the comfort of knowing you were all there for each other and enjoyed spending time together. Although these moments never usually lasted long as the silence was broken by a loud voice from beside you.

“Yaaa! Y/N is that my jumper your wearing?” Hyunjin screamed in your ear causing you and a few of the boys to jump due to his loud voice.

“Did you really have to shout that. You could have just asked like a normal person" you laughed.

"We all know Hyunjin isn't normal, so that's impossible for him" Jeongin chimed in from beside you.

"Come here you little..." Hyunjin reached over you to ruffle the younger boys hair.

"Ya! Hyunjin. Leave him alone" you said trying to move Hyunjin who was now fully lying across you to mess with Jeongin. "Just for that how about you go and do the dishes and clean the kitchen"

Hyunjin's movements immediately stopped as he looked at you with large eyes and a pout on his lips.

"On you go, hurry up" you pushed him off the couch giving his butt a few taps as he stood up. All the boys began to laugh holding out their plates for Hyunjin to come and collect. As he reached down to collect Jeongin's he stuck his tongue out like a little kid trying to annoy his younger sibling.

"Thanks for the food Noona. I’m ready to go to sleep now” he laughed as he lay his head back on the couch closing his eyes.

“Aww, is baby bread tired after eating his meal” you joked as he opened his eyes to look at you.

“Shut up” he said lightly punching your shoulder.

“Come here” you placed your arm around his shoulder pulling him closer letting his head rest on your chest, he curled his legs up so he was lying on the sofa using your body to hold himself up. You placed a kiss on top of his head as he snuggled in closer to you wrapping both his arms around your waist and closing his eyes.

“How come he gets to cuddle and I don’t?” Chan’s voice could be heard from the other couch.

“You'll get some later don’t worry” you replied flashing a smile and sending a wink in his direction. You watched as his face turned red as he avoided eye contact and continued his conversation with Felix and Changbin.

“I’m so glad I don’t share a dorm with Chan Hyung when your staying over” Jeongin mumbled against your chest.

After watching a movie together, Lee Know, Felix, Seungmin and Jeongin all went back to their dorm whilst the rest of you stayed in the living room just talking and catching up for another few hours.

”I think I'm going to call it a night and go to bed” Hyunjin announced as he stood up and went to his room, a few minutes later Changbin and Han followed.

“Are we gonna call it a night as well?” You asked looking up at Chan from where you lay on his lap.

“Yeah I think we should, I’m pretty tired.” You both stood up from the couch and made your way towards Chan’s room.

“I can’t wait to spend the next few days with you” Chan said as he sat on the edge of his bed opening his arms to let you sit on his lap.

“I know neither can I, but do you want to talk about it, it’s a big thing and your being pretty relaxed about it. If I were you I would be freaking out right now.”

“I don’t think it’s quite hit me that I'm going for surgery in a couple days, so how about you ask me tomorrow and maybe it will have set in” he joked.

“Okay, I'll ask you tomorrow” you ran your hand through his hair letting your hand rest at the back of neck. You pulled him closer and placed a kiss on his lips before pulling away. “So do you have that outfit from LA in your bag?”

“No I don’t sadly, but I don’t see the point if you would have been taking it off me the second you saw me in it” he teased as he flipped you over so you were now laying on your back and he was between your legs.

He began placing kisses along your neck pulling down the jumper to expose your collar bones, he trailed his hands from your waist and started to lift the jumper up,

“I’m not sure Hyunjin would like it if his jumper got dirty, would he?” Chan smirked as you sat up helping him pull the item of clothing off.

Chan started to loosen the strings of his joggies just enough to pull them off as you repositioned yourself a little further up the bed, he ran his hands along your thighs as he crawled on top of you once again and began to unbutton your jeans.

“I missed you so much, I really wish you were coming to Australia with me. My family miss you so much”

“I know, if I could get the time of work I would but we have a big project that needs to be finished so I can’t afford to take the time off” You explained as you helped Chan pull of your jeans.

He sat back to look at you lying on his bed in just your underwear and you swear you could see stars in his eyes. Every time he looked at you it was as if you held the whole world in your hands and you were the most precious thing to ever exist.

“I can’t believe were about to have sex and you still manage to talk about work”

Chan laughed and began to pull his shirt off and throwing it into the pile of clothes that were now on his floor.

“I know, I’m sorry” Chan reached into his bedside table taking out and condom and ripping the packet open before taking off his boxers and rolling it onto his dick. You were on the pill but you and Chan always wanted to be safe as the pill wasn’t always effective. If there was something Chan was very serious about it was this. He always wanted to make sure that there were no surprises and that if you were to become pregnant it was planned and he was one hundred percent prepared, and with how busy his life was right now that wasn’t possible.

“You okay, just tell me if you want to stop” He asked placing a kiss on your shoulder and moving a few strands of hair away from your face. You nodded and pulled Chan closer attaching your lips to his.

“No, let me hear you say it”

“I’m okay, I can assure you once you start I’m not going to want you to stop after being interrupted last time. I’ve been waiting for this for too long.”

Chan moved your underwear to the side and slowly slid into you, he stilled his actions waiting for you to speak.

“You can move”

He nodded and started to slowly roll his hips into you. He started slow before his movements got faster, he continued to kiss you neck leaving a few marks on your collar bones. He held your waist tight pushing you down into the bed to stop you from moving. As his movements got faster you wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him closer and stop him from thrusting into you.

“Stop, if you keep moving like that I'm not going to be able to stay quiet” You said as you tried to catch your breath letting your head fall back deeper into the pillows. Chan continued his movements as you let your hands run along his back. He kissed your lips once again only this time he let his tongue enter your mouth.

“This should keep you quiet”

You moaned into his mouth as his movements became faster once again and he cupped your breast with one hand.

“I’m close” you spoke breaking away from the kiss and moaning one last time before clenching around him and letting out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding.

Chan slowed down and continued thrusting into you before his face screwed up and his head dropped into the crook of your neck

“Fuck” he breathed heavily as he finished and pulled out of you.

“See we don’t need a stupid outfit to have a good time”

“We might not need it but I definitely would have finished faster if you did” You joked as he pulled a couple of tissues out of the box sitting on the desk to help you clean up .

“What! Was that not enough for you, miss ‘I'm not going to be able to keep quiet if you keep moving like that’ he mimicked your voice as he tied of the condom throwing it in the bin.

“Shut up, you know I’m only joking”

Chan picked up his t shirt from the floor and threw it at your face before climbing into bed beside you waiting for you to put the t shirt on and cuddle into him.

“Just so you know if the boys weren’t home I would have made you beg me to stop, regardless of what I was wearing”

“Just go to sleep Chan” You said as you lay your head on his chest and started to trace small shapes along his stomach.

“Your only mad because you know I'm right” he laughed, “I love you baby” he continued after kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too Channie”

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macaroonff · 10 months

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🌧The Bus Stop- Bang Chan

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Genre: Strangers to acquaintances, first sight (curiosity, not love),fluff Pairing: Bang Chan x Gender Neutral Reader Content Warnings: None imo, do let me know if there's any Word Count: 956 words Song Rec: Another Day- Stray Kids

Your butt was wet, and if it hadn’t been for the bus stop’s glass cover, you would’ve been drenched from head to toe.

The bus stop seemed to be more of a curse than a blessing. While it protected you from the rain, its waterproof seats kept piling on water while you made the mistake of sitting on it.

The roof had the raindrops falling onto your shoes while most of them continued sliding down the sides into the irregular patches of sward and while your eyes trailed along the falling raindrops you couldn’t help but compare the weather’s spontaneity to your repetitious life. Where monotony silenced whatever sparing plans you made.

Within this unvarying life of yours was a man, standing in front of you, his black umbrella now put down on one side and his earphones dangling from a zip pocket. You’d notice him on evenings, when he’d board the bus before yours, dressed in a simple monochromatic outfit. A black hoodie with sweats and a big laptop bag which he tries to hide.

It wasn’t strange that you took an interest in the man, because he was the only other person waiting for the 16:00 o'clock bus route. It was an untimely hour with the lack of office goers or students. You’d rather work from home but you’d usually have to visit the studio to finalise designs and communicate with your colleagues.

The rain didn’t want to stop and your bus hadn’t arrived. Even your solar-powered watch was mangled. The only thing that let you know that time wasn’t stopped were the crows on the tree, and the restlessness of the man beside you.

It would be a lie if you said you weren’t as nervous as him, judging by the way he played with his toes or rubbed the inside of his palm. It would be better if you were to start a conversation. It’s not like you could ignore him forever.

So you do, and in the dumbest way you possibly could.

“Nice weather isn’t it.” you blurt out without a thought.

That was not the kind of ice breaker you were going for. As if it wasn’t obvious, it wasn’t nice weather at all. It was disastrous.

An awkward silence is hung about in the air and as if to confirm your thoughts, the man simply looks at you, looks back at the rain, then towards the cloudy skies and gives you a small smile.

“It’s good weather for staying inside I suppose.”

You were thankful he was being pleasant about it, and didn’t mark you as a complete fool.

You look back and forth between your damaged watch and his black phone, unsure of what to say next.

“Erm, what time is it? My watch is damaged because of the rain.”

“It’s 6pm.” he replies.

It had been two hours since you were waiting here, and you could tell as your legs felt numb and your bottom, as mentioned previously, was soaking wet. You slowly take off your jacket and wrap it around your waist to cover whatever might show.

You weren’t sure how to continue the conversation, so you leaned back against the chair with your eyes closed.

“Y/n is a pretty name.” the man says softly. You turn towards him, to find his eyes scanning your work badge. You murmur a small smile before your eyes feel heavy, despite your urge to stay awake.

He must've noticed this because he hands you his earphones, motioning for you to listen to it.

A slight crackle erupts before the song is playing, and you hear a humming similar to the voice of this man. His subdued humming against the rain made it easier for you to find sleep against the hard glass wall.

“Go ahead and sleep, I’ll wake you up when your bus arrives.” he offers generously.

And so he did, you weren't sure exactly when, as he nudged you out of your nap. You weren’t expecting to find yourself on his shoulder, drool covering the corner of your mouth. A light cough and a thanks was what you blurted out as you could see the faint outline of your bus. You looked back at him, wondering if he would take the same bus as you.

“What about your bus? Is it delayed?”

“Ah it arrived twenty minutes back, but it’s ok because my place is an easy walk from here.” he answered.

You look back at his earphones in your hand, puzzled.

If his house accessible from here, then why did he wait for longer than two hours, why did he miss his bus route? So many questions were racing around in your mind.

“Why-”

“Just because.” he says as he smiles, a smile that told you everything you needed to know while still being secretive, a smile that made you feel comforted in the uncomfortable rain. He picks up his black umbrella as well as his laptop bag on which you saw a nametag that read.

“Christopher Bang”

And before you could get on the bus, you reach out to him “Mr Bang, your earphones” you offer garnering the most genuine smile you could.

He mirrors your expression, where his dimples revealed his lopsided smile while rubbing the back of his neck.

“Keep them. Oh also call me Chris” he replies after you board the bus, and you couldn’t help but wave him goodbye from the window.

"Well see you tomorrow Chris," you whisper to yourself, fascinated by the way his name rolled off your tongue easily.

You weren’t too disappointed when he started fading out of your view once the bus started moving. Rather, excited by the possibility of seeing him again.

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chrizzlaptop · 8 months

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STAR BOY⋆⭒˚｡⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖

pairing: Bang Chan x fem!OC

summary: Party's, Exams, Gigs, Assignments, Castings- that's how the world looks for Chris Bahng and Bekka Cho. The last university year is already a hustle, but with their upcoming projects and the increasing popularity the two, also known as part of the school royalty, try to maneuver around each other. Because, also they are both popular, they can't stand each other. Or so they think.

Bekka realizes prejudice is something ugly, and Chris might be just as broken as her.

genre: university!Au, enemies(?) to lovers

warnings: 3RACHA are already very popular/think about dropping out to chase their dreams, drugs, drinking, smoking, mention of sex/one-night-stands/sleeping around, OC is kinda forced to act mean? But isn't mean? Idk... you'll read it, jealousy, not so nice Chan(kinda bad boy?), misunderstandings, (Minsung- don't punch me!) tba...

!Other warnings will be stated before specific chapters as to not spoil too early!

MASTERLIST⋆⭒˚｡⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖

CHAP 1 ⟡ I killed a pigeon

CHAP 2 ⟡ The Drama club chose me (again)

CHAP 3 ⟡ King Ji has arrived, move peasants

CHAP 4 ⟡ I'm the sweetest girl in town, so why

are you so mean?

tba...

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daniistopg · 7 months

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Love Again? Maybe... (TRAILER)

Pairing: Bangchan x Fem!reader (feat hyunjin)

Genre: Fluff and Angst

Warnings: Suicide

Summary: Your boyfriend was becoming distant, and an incident happened that caused you and your boyfriend to split up. You suddenly meet a man through all the mess. Bangchan. You and him hit it off well. Now what will happen now?

A/N: yall this is my first ever fanfiction to be posted and I'm very scared to do it, but excited. bye yall.

#straykids #finding skz #bang chan #bang chan ff #hyunjin #stray kids soft hours #kpop fanfic #stray kids fanart #stray kids fantasy au #stray kids fanfic

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linocz · 3 months

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18+

MDNI PLEASE

i love lee know and bang chan, so please, if you find any good blog or fanfict don’t hesitate to tag me <3

i’d love to find mutuals and have a good time 💕

#lee know #Bang Chan #bang chan ff #lee know fanfic #i luv them #lee know ff #bang chan fanfic

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meowsforyujin · 30 days

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Tradition’s/weekly activities with bf!skz

Warnings: slightly suggestive

Chan- taking you out to dinner

Oh you best believe Chan is taking you out on Friday nights, whether it's a fancy restaurant or fast food, he’s taking you out. You protested a lot early on in the relationship, that taking you out to dinner this often wasn’t necessary but after a while you gave up. Chan loves it when you get dressed up for him. Don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t think you need to dress up for him, but he can’t help but smile when he sees you in a nice dress with fancy makeup. It makes him feel special, knowing he’s the only man you’d do this for. And don’t worry, he spoils you all the time with new dresses that you wear to your dinner dates too. But of course he always tells you that you don’t have to dress up. You’re fully aware that he wouldn’t be upset or love you any less if you dressed normally, but you also know how much he loves it when you dress up.

Game night- Lee Know

You and Minho are both competitive, and that’s what drew you two together in the first place. So obviously it makes sense that every Friday you play games against each other. Sometimes you two make it interesting though, whether it’s loser has to chicken dance in front of their boss, or loser gets on their knees. ( Although you both equally enjoy the second punishment ) And you can’t help it because oh Minho is so hot when he’s competitive.

Bike riding- Changbin

You cannot be bothered to work out, even if your boyfriend is addicted to the gym. There is one thing however, that you’ll agree to. You like bike rides a lot, and Changbin always wants to work on his thigh muscles, so it works out. You two don’t typically talk much, just laugh and giggle, enjoying the wind and each other's company. Eventually you get tired and Changbin loves to pretend he’s your personal trainer. He likes to yell positive encouragement at you, and you love to groan and roll your eyes. It works. It may not seem like much but you beg to differ, it’s your favorite part of the week. Partially because of the bike ride, partially because he treats you like a baby when you two get home. He feeds you while praising you, “You did so well today baby”, and you pretend to be annoyed but he knows you love it.

Take out- Hyunjin

Every Friday you and Hyunjin order take out and eat in while sitting on the counter and gossip. This may be the most stupid specific thing, but it’s not to you. Hyunjin wasn’t ever one who liked school, but he loves to learn about you. You’re his favorite subject. He loves hearing your hot takes, even if it’s been said before by someone else. Why did it end up that you both always sit on the counter in your apartment? You don’t know, but that’s how it is. You two also like to order from a new place every time, and talk about it as if you were both food critics. Hyunjin loves analyzing you so much, the way your brain works interests him. You usually don’t realize until much later that you’re talking so much, and worry that Hyunjin’s annoyed. But in reality he’s just watching you lovingly, not annoyed at all.

Movie night- Han

Out of all the members, Han is the most movie night type of guy no doubt. Every Friday you and Han decide on a movie and watch it together. You two always huddle up with an astounding amount of snacks that neither of you ever finish. As much as you love it at home, Han loves the movie theater. He’s like a kid every time he goes, always in absolute awe. Which is the sole reason why whenever he offers to go to the theater, you never decline. How could you? He’s so adorable, eyes big and glowing from the reflection of the screen. Although you don’t see a lot of difference between seeing the movie at home vs the theater, Han has a whole list of why the movie theater experience is so much better. One of the things on his list he won’t tell you however, but Han likes to show you off. You’re not one for PDA, but movie nights always include make out sessions, you don’t make the rules. Han likes knowing that other guys who did anything so much perceived you could know that it’s him that takes you home every night, and even get a little glimpse of what it’s like.

Late night strolls- Felix

Felix is most definitely one to walk and talk. Every Friday you two go on a walk to watch the sunset and recap your week. Felix feels that as your boyfriend, he should have the right and privilege to know everything that has happened to you in the past week that he didn’t know. Mostly because he just loves hearing you talk, but also because he really likes to be involved with your life (as if he isn’t already). Then when you get home you both take a bath together, and do each other's nightly routine, because Felix is a sucker for cheesy couple activities (you are too but won’t admit it).

Coffee-Seungmin

Okay we all saw this coming, obviously Seungmin takes you for coffee every Saturday morning. And you swear your heart flutters every time he orders for you, you can’t help but feel special that the rarely affectionate Kim Seungmin remembers your complicated ass order. You tease him every time saying “you remembered” and he just scowls “duh don’t get too flattered, we come every weekend. I’d be stupid if I didn’t remember.” Sometimes but not every time, you go to the bookstore across the street from the coffee shop. It’s nice but you don’t typically care for books. What you do care for however, is when you and Seungmin curl up together by the window while he reads to you. You’re never paying attention though of course, and he nags at you for it. But how could you? He’s just too handsome not to look at. And you have to savor every sweet moment with him when he’s not nagging you or making fun of you.

Ice Cream- Jeongin

Jeongin never really cared for ice cream until he met you. In fact, your first date was at an ice cream shop. He’ll lie and say that he takes you for ice cream every Friday because he loves ice cream, but it’s really because he loves how cute you look when you eat it. You always get chocolate, and it always manages to get all over you. You used to get embarrassed when Jeongin would laugh and take your chin in his hands while tentatively wiping your face, but now you just let him without being embarrassed.

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wolfchanslover69 · 5 months

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The Deal

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In which the reader has had too much to drink at a party, and a certain someone helps her sober up

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A/N: Hey guys, this is like my first time posting anything like this here so if I did something wrong do tell me because I won't realise it :D.

Warning: Mentions of alcohol, mentions of throwing up, mentions of being drunk.

Word count: 1794

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The evening had started like every other evening before a party. I came home from a lecture, collapsed on my bed, and noticed I was going to be late. It wasn’t supposed to be any different from a normal Friday, yet here I was stumbling while trying to understand what was going on.

The music was being played loudly; I could feel the bass vibrating my bones, almost making me lose my footing. People were loudly walking and dancing next to me as I leaned against the wall, taking a sip and emptying my cup of alcohol. It shouldn’t have been like this, yet here I was, trying to find my friend who had just been next to me, yet I couldn’t spot them in the sweaty and happy crowd of partying university students.

The world was spinning in my eyes as I tried to focus on the people passing me, attempting to find at least one familiar face. Starting to get desperate, I turned my head around, almost making me crash to the floor due to the increased spinning in my head. While leaning against the wall, I heard someone ask me something. “Sorry?”

“I asked if you're okay there, mate,” the male voice repeated. Maybe he could help me; at least I could try to get him to help.

“I can’t find my friend,” I slowly and carefully told him, trying to speak as clearly as I could. I attempted to look at his face, but the world spinning in my eyes blocked me, and I had to put my hand over my eyes.

“Uh, you don’t seem so good… I’ll help you find your friend. Can you describe your friend to me?” He asked again. I couldn’t answer him for a while, trying to form a coherent response. I raised my hand to signal him to wait a moment while I tried to stand without leaning on the wall. That didn’t work well, and I could feel the man grab my arm as I was about to fall to the floor.

“Take your time, I’ll help you stand…” I took hold of his arm, which wasn’t holding me before I answered his questions.

“She’s a bit taller than me, brown hair, white t-shirt, umm, I think a black mini skirt with knee-high boots…” He nodded to himself as his eyes started to wander around the room. It was becoming hard to see as the room was dark, and the only light came from the DJ table's lasers. The man stopped some people and told them to search for my friend based on the descriptions I had given him. Not long after, I was being led to a toilet where she seemed to be sitting. It was hard for me to stay upright, but with the help of the stranger, I managed to find my way to the toilet where my friend was.

“What are you doing?” I asked her, and as I asked, I heard what she was doing. Oh, I wasn’t the only one this drunk. As I heard her throwing up, I myself started to feel worse.

“Oh…” I said out loud while trying to grab hold of the wall.

“She’s throwing up, Y/N. Don’t worry, I’m going to help her, so try to sober up as much as you can, please,” my other friend told me. All I could do was nod before I felt a crushing feeling of nausea hit me hard. Oh god… I turned to the trash can near me while trying to stay upright. I didn’t see the stranger who had helped me here, but as I started to throw up, I could feel him grab my hair."

“Oh my gosh, Chris, can you look after her?” I heard someone close to me ask, but I couldn’t concentrate on it well.

“I was planning on it the moment I saw her barely standing,” I assumed Chris answered. Weirdly, his name matched with the guy I had a crush on during the last two years of university.

“Wait, Chris…?” I asked, raising my head.

I could feel him laughing as he ran his hand up and down my back. “Yes, darling, did you just realize it now?” Oh, he had seen me in this condition. I turned to look at him, my eyes wide open and my mouth gaping like a fish. I could feel the embarrassment washing over me like a wave as I finally fully realised who had been with me for the past twenty minutes.

“I’m sorry,” I told him without a second thought. Before I could say anything else, I started throwing up for a second time.

“It’s okay, let it all out. I’m going to help you, so don’t worry,” I could feel tears prickling at the corners of my eyes as he kept reassuring me while I was throwing up. I could feel how he tightened his grip on my hair to prevent it from touching my face and how his hand touched my back. At this point, I could hear him talking, but I wasn’t sure if it was directed at me or at others.

When I finally stopped, he helped me stand up so I could wash my hands and face. At this point, my head had started to clear a bit, but I wasn’t sober enough to control my speech or walk in a straight line. While washing my hands, I could see how he was standing behind me, making sure I was okay. Even in my drunken haze, I felt butterflies flying around in my stomach; oh, how I wished I wasn’t drunk at the moment.

“How about I get you home so you can sleep this off, hmm?” he asked me, to which I nodded. For no apparent reason, I closed my eyes as we started to walk out of the toilet toward the small hallway of the apartment.

“What does your coat look like?” Chris asked me as we arrived at the big and messy pile of coats and bags.

“It’s long, black and, um, it’s in a white tote bag with pictures of pandas on it,” I tried to remember what it looked like while Chris let out a sigh. “Like every other winter coat in here,” he mumbled quietly. I giggled at him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

“Yes! That’s it!” I exclaimed happilyChris stood next to me in silence for a few minutes while trying to find my bag which I had described to him. After a while I heard him exclaim “Ah, I found it!” as he carefully let go of me so I wouldn’t fall as he grabbed the bag from the ground.

After a while, I felt a coat and hat being put on me before Chris told me to follow him. I did as he instructed, and soon we were walking outside, with me holding onto his arm in the crisp November air, heading towards his home.

“I’m not sure where you live or if you even have your keys, so I’m taking you to my house, is that okay? I don’t want you to be anxious,” he told me, his words coming out in a rush.

“It’s okay, Chris. I live a bit far away from here anyway,” I replied.

“You're starting to sound more sober, which is good. You still have to drink a lot of water and eat before going to sleep, or you’ll have a terrible hangover tomorrow, you know…” he advised. I nodded my head, resting it once again on his shoulder. My vision was clearing up, and the spinning in my head had transformed into a low but annoying hum. I watched as the streetlights illuminated the dark streets, guiding us on our way.

“You know, we haven’t really talked other than 'hi' here and there,” Chris began.

“Mm, I know. I'm too shy to come and just talk to you,” I admitted. He laughed at that.

“Am I that scary?” he asked, his voice tinged with nervousness.

“A bit, but that’s just a me kind of problem. You are so open and friendly, so I shouldn't really be scared of you, but oh well…” I told him honestly. I could hear him hum again before he asked another question.

“What about me makes you scared?” he inquired. If I had been sober, I wouldn’t have revealed everything to him, but in my drunken state, I spilled my feelings without a filter. “The fact that I have a huge crush on you.” We continued walking in silence after that.

The silence persisted throughout the rest of our journey to his house. It even continued when he opened his front door for me, and we put away our coats. It felt painful. Even in my intoxicated state, I could sense anxiety creeping in because of his silence. I shouldn’t have confessed my feelings; he probably didn’t feel the same way and was now going to avoid me forever.

Chris went to his kitchen to fetch a large glass, which he filled with water and handed to me. I thanked him as he retrieved a cold pizza slice from his fridge. “Come here, you have to eat before you go to sleep.” I drank my glass of cold water before shyly walking over to him and taking a slice of his leftover pizza.

“You know, I've had a crush on you since the first time I saw you in our first math class together,” he confessed. I choked on the bite I had just taken from the pizza upon hearing that. “I didn’t say anything because I didn't know what to say. I've always been so sure you wouldn’t even notice me, so this came as a surprise…” he finished his sentence.

“I really do like you; it isn’t just some drunken words,” I assured him while he kept looking down at his piece of pizza and nodding. I remained silent, gazing at him. I looked at his dark, curly hair as I observed him eating his pizza. I could see him clearly now. I hadn’t known he would be at the party tonight; I would have dressed in something cuter than black trousers and a fitted white t-shirt. I stared at his long lashes as they moved with the motions of his eyes.

“How about we make a deal? If you tell me tomorrow morning that you like me while looking straight into my eyes, I’ll take you on a date in the afternoon?” he proposed.

“Café down the street at 3 PM?” I suggested.

“Café down the street at 3 PM,” he confirmed, smiling at me. I nodded and smirked back at him, finishing my piece of pizza.

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yangbbokari · 5 months

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new fic in approximately 30 minutes AREN'T YALL EXCITED AFTER ALL THIS TIME

YALL FINALLY GET SOME CONTENT

YAYYYYYY

#skz fanfic #bang chan ff #lee know fanfic #seo changbin fanfic #hwang hyunjin fanfic #han jisung fanfiction #lee felix fanfic #kim seungmin fanfic #yang jeongin fanfic

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seungmin4president · 6 months

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Restroom

(A/n: theres a suprise at the end HEHEHE)

Warnings: implied exhibitionism, masturbating, implied group sex, language, reader is a dirty motherfucker, I think thats all?

Not proof read❗

Wc: 1,711

"Listen y/n you're just a fucking stylist okay? You only make their outfits, not their boner." You think to yourself as you watch the boys dance and sing on the dimly lit stage with your eyes filled with guilt and lust combined together, rubbing your thighs together to hopefully get rid of the pool that has formed in between them but it wouldn't work, definitely not when they're thrusting they hips up in the air and throwing their heads back.

Is that what it looks like when their fucking you? The cold air around you is starting to feel humid just by the thought of it. Part of you feels guilty for thinking about your coworkers in such a disgusting way but another part of you swears that if no one was around right now you would be touching yourself wishing it was their hands instead of your own, moaning their name as loud as you can.

I mean, it's not like anyone can hear you over Stays screams and their loud singing.You weren't gonna do until you saw them sweating because of the dances they were doing and DAMN what wouldn't you do to lick it off of them. You couldn't just brush that off so, like any normal human being, you just went into the restroom to let go of that steam. Touching yourself in all ways that you want them to touch you, taking your hand up to your boobs to grab and squeeze one of them, grinding on your hands as you were fingering yourself, imagining how much better you could feel if it was the idols doing it. You knew their cocks would be much longer than your fingers and how much ecstasy they would give you making your eyes roll back at the thought.

Your silent moans of each of their names becoming louder while you come undone on your fingers, your hair sticking onto your forehead because of your sweat. And of course you will never admit this but a small part of you wanted at least one of them to come backstage and hear your dirty pleas and then go into the bathroom with you to give you that pleasure you wanted. No. needed so bad.

And the thing is… they did hear. All of them heard you when they came backstage to take a break and change costumes.

Well actually, Han was the one that heard it through the music that was playing outside and loud fans singing along. He was "walking" running towards the bathroom feeling like he would combust if he didn't use it right away, but when he got there he heard a sensual moan coming from a voice that he was very familiar with. Your voice. He first thought he was going crazy until he looked around without moving to only see you missing so he knows that it must be you.

Then, he heard his name spill out of your mouth so gracefully. Causing his eyes to roll back to his head as he silently groaned, palming his already hard on (he's whipped for you fr). Suddenly he didn't need to pee but he did need to be inside of you, he needed to hear you say his name while watching you crumble and fall apart on his cock.

"G-guys" Han stumbled on his own words, coming out as a mere whisper.

The members all looked at him. Giving him a look of concern before walking up to him. "What's wr-" Chan was talking before he got interrupted by a moan from the restroom but unlike Han, he instantly knew it was you. "Ah again really?" Chan sighed while putting his head in his hand. "Wait.. AGAIN? You're telling me this isn't the first time? And you KNEW ABOUT IT?" Han yelled, giving Chan a confused and shocked stare, causing Chan to cover the boy's mouth shut.

And Chan in fact did know about your dirty secret but the thing was.. you didn't know he knew and Han mentioning it made him think of when he caught you in the act. It was when they were supposed to be in the middle of performing but chan had accidentally ripped his shorts while dancing so he went backstage sweating and panting and walking through all of the staff offering him water that he definitely needed but he just needed to find you so he can go back on stage and have fun with his members and stay. But you were nowhere to be found, he couldn't find you anywhere.

He asked other staff about your whereabouts but none of them knew about your disappearance either. so, he kept looking around in hopes to be able to find you to fix his pants ASAP. But then, when he passed the restroom he heard someone say something that sounded like Felix's name from the restroom and sounded like a moan? He thought he was hearing things until he heard his name come out of a voice that he knew too well and of course it was you.

He felt his pants become tighter despite the huge hole in them. Fuck you sounded so good and it was because of him and his members. It was because of him. He needed to make you scream louder for him, he needed you to beg for him to ruin you just like how you were doing in the restroom, he knew he could do better than your fingers and reach places you wish your fingers could reach.

"Hyung, you there?" Jeongin waves his hand up and down in front of Chan's face, resulting in Chan refocusing on his surroundings and instinctively slapping his hand away "You could've just told me to move my hand." "Yeah I'm sorry let's just go before she catches us right here and thinks we're creeps." The boys then hear the water in the bathroom sink turning on signaling you've finished, making them rush to any seat near them to make it as if they weren't just about to jerk off to your moans.

As you walk out you see the boys on their phones sitting in chairs that are way too close to the restroom for your comfort but you thought since you're not getting confronted by any of them you believed that either they didn't hear you or they just walked in but of course they didn't just walk in because wouldn't they have sweat on them and be drinking water? Either way at least they didn't catch you, right?

You went to get some water to cool off from your previous activity that you just finished and to your surprise, when you got back to the front there were no chairs left but you could've sworn there was a chair between Changbin and Chan.. but it's okay, things like that happens all the time so after getting the boys all together with their outfits you just stand while watching the clock. 30 more minutes until they leave again. Great, you have to deal with the pain standing up for 30 minutes.

When the boys were sure there wasn't anyone around, Chan gave Changbin a nod of approval as Changbin turned his head around to you before speaking "Y/n aren't you gonna sit?" "Oh no I'm fine you guys just finished performing you shouldn't have to get up because of me." You shook your hand side to side in a way to say "it's no biggie" but Changbin just chuckled while shaking his head "Who said anything about me getting up?" "Well if you weren't gonna get up why'd you say th-" You got cut off by Changbin pulling you to sit on his lap.

"B-Bin what the fuck?" You tried to move yourself to get up but his arms are wrapped around your waist and pulling you back down "Just relax." Changbin then put his head in the crook of your neck to place gentle kisses receiving a little whimper out of you in return "You okay? I'll stop if you don't want me to." "N-no it's not like that but what about-" "Us?" Chan says, putting his hand on your thigh, your breath getting caught in your throat at the sudden action as your eyes wided. Is this really happening? You think to yourself.

"We heard you in the bathroom, moaning our names-" Seungmin chuckles as he gets up from his seat to walk over to where you, Changbin, and Chan were, bending down to meet your eyes as he continues "you sounded like a slut." Oh shit. They did hear. "That's right baby girl we heard you" "it really wasn't that hard to hear you as loud as you were so here's just a little tip for you-" Chan goes to your ear to whisper the rest "the next time you decide to masturbate in a room full of people be a little bit quieter, yeah?" Your mind was so wrapped on Chan's breath fanning over your ear, you didn't realize that the rest of the members had walked over to you, their stares giving you goosebumps.

"Do you really want this Y/n?" Felix asks while going down on his knees, pushing your legs apart to slot his face in between them, peppering them with kisses as Changbin and Chan kisses down your neck "Yes please I want it so bad" You look down and feel your face get hotter as you feel Changbin finally bite down on your neck leaving a mark on your skin. Then, you look up and see Hyunjin looking into your eyes before setting his lips on yours, the kiss transforming from a gentle, cute kiss to a sloppy and deep makeout session.

Your hand goes up to Hyunjin's hair to pull him closer, letting out a little moan when you feel Felix's and Minho kissing on both of your thighs "Don't worry princess there's more where that came from" Felix says as his hand dips inside your thigh to rub his hand on your clothed clit making you arch your back, whining into the kiss when Minho stopped kissing your thigh.

"Felix, what are you waiting for? Give the slut what she wants" Minho orders.

Hope you liked the cliffhanger lmao I mean its Halloween so I had to be evil y'know?💀

❗please dont copy my work❗

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𖥻 my darling

♡┊ 𝐂𝐇𝐐𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; bangchan

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: chan enjoys some time with his family

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 :: none besides very cute chan

Chan was walking up and down the practice room with his son in his arms who was sobbing his little heart out. Jun was 8 months old and such a sweet boy but sometimes he got a little bit fussy when his mother wasn’t there. Chan bounced the little boy slightly while kissing his son’s head whispering sweet nothings in his ear. You asked chan to take care of Jun for today so you could go out with your daughter and chan obviously agreed. He knew how hard it was for you to mostly take care of your son and Daughter and chan. He appreciated how you would make him dinner when he worked longer and always put a cute note beside the dish.

Chan heard the door open and Felix walks in holding some strawberries in a tiny bowl. Jun turns his head to Felix looking at the bowl with his big brown eyes. Jun was basically a copy of his father from the tiny curls on his head to the soft freckles on his cheeks he even has a similar lip shape, Although chan insisted that Jun has your nose. “Thank you Felix” chan said softly sitting down on the sofa with Jun in his lap his tiny body resting against his chest. Jun recently found his new love for strawberries so as soon as he saw the red fruit in the bowl his tears stop and he makes grabby hands to his uncle.

Felix smiled down at the tiny boy. While Chan holds his son to make sure he doesn’t accidentally hurt himself, Felix held out a tiny peace of strawberry. Jun stared at it before slowly grabbing the fruit in his little fist, he opened his tiny mouth and shoves the fruit in giggling when he tasted the sweet flavour. Chan smiles down at his son as Jun moves his arms around wildly. “Is it tasty baby?” Chan ask in a high pitched voice making Jun squeal his tears now long forgotten. Felix hands Jun another strawberry but instead of eating it himself like the last one Jun holds up the fruit to chan looking at his father with wide eyes. Chan’s heart melted “is that for me junieee” he said in a shocked voice. Jun shoves the peace of strawberry against his father’s mouth to signal him to eat it. Chan smiles and takes the peace of fruit nibbling on his son’s fingers to tease him.

Jun whines at his father’s teasing and makes grabby hands to his uncle, Felix waisted no time and took the little boy in his arms and hands him the bowl with strawberries. Chan smiles at the cute interaction between his best friend and son, he thinks it’s cute the way his son holds Felix finger in his tiny fist while shovelling tiny cut strawberry in his mouth. The door opens and chan watches as you and your daughter walk in the room his daughter quickly making her way over and cuddling in his chest “Daddy we went shopping and mommy got me new hair clips look” Mira points at the butterfly hair clips that sit in her braids. Chan smiles and kisses her cheek “you look beautiful Mimi” he tucks a curl behind her ear and kisses her forehead.

Jun had lost interest in his half empty bowl and was now completely engrossed in the sight of his Mother as he stares at you. You lean down and take Jun in your arms pressing kisses all over his cheeks. Jun was giggling loudly his tiny hands on your cheeks. Chan was staring at you in complete awe as Mira sat beside Felix and telling him about her new hair butterfly clips. Felix praising her and telling her how pretty she looks. Chan stands up and walks to you putting his arms around you and your son. You could see that Jun was getting sleepy so you patted his tiny back while humming lowly. Chan presses a loving kiss on your lips.

You let yourself get distracted by your husband’s lips until you heard your daughter scream “ewww daddy and mommy are kissing…no kissing you’re only allowed to kiss me” she said proudly pointing at herself. You and chan laughed. Chan kneels down and opens his arms for his daughter who didn’t waist a second to rub in her father arms snuggling into his comforting warmth she knew so well. “Let’s get home baby I think someone is tired” you said kissing Jun’s cheek. Jun nuzzles is head further in the comfort of his mother. Chan agrees and after saying good bye to Felix you both went home.

When chan opens the door to your home carefully pushing it open with his foot his sleeping daughter in his arms while you carried Jun. While you went to change your son into his clothes being careful to not wake him up chan did the same to mira carefully putting her in her bear pj’s, before putting her in her bed making sure to cover her in her favourite blanket. Chan turns on her night light that was shaped like a moon before slowly leaving her room. He doesn’t fully close the door in case she has a nightmare. When Chan walks into the kitchen he sees you standing in front of the Stove cooking dinner for you and him, he couldn’t help but smile even if you weren’t wearing any makeup and your hair tied in a messy bun wearing only his oversized sweater you where still the most beautiful woman in the world to him. So he slowly moves towards you and puts his strong arms around your waist nuzzling his face in your neck enjoying your natural scent. You hum and turn your face to press a kiss on his nose making him laugh shyly. Chan loves your affection because you don’t need to talk much and understand each other without much words. “Go sit down Darling dinner is almost done you need to eat” you said softly nudging him towards the table.

Chan complies easily and sits down his eyes following your every move in case you needed his help. You walk over to the large table and put down a bowl noodles in front of him and some chopsticks beside it. Chan smiles at you and leans over to press a sweet kiss on your lips as a thank you. Suddenly chan hears his son’s soft whines for attention so he quickly gets up and walks over to where Jun had previously been sleeping, he carefully picks him up and holds him secure to his chest before making his way back to you. You’re looking at Chan with so much admiration while holding your arms out to take your son from him “give him to me Darling you should eat” you said while taking your son carefully from him. Jun quickly calming down when he notices his mother holding him, you take the pacifier from the table and offer it to your son. Jun quickly starts to slowly suck on the pacifier while his tiny hands are busy playing with the material of the sweater you’re wearing.

Chan watches as you entertain your son while eating his dinner with a smile on his pretty lips.

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