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j-onedrabbles · 5 months

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𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒎𝒚𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏

✧ PAIRING: BANG CHAN X FEM!READER ✧ PLOT: listened to STUCKINMYBRAINAGAIN by Chase Atlantic and decided i needed to write angst + anon requests: "Hi hi! Could I request a Channie comfort drabble/fic were the gf!reader starts to distance themselves from Channie because of a really believable dating rumor they found online involving him?" ✧ CW: fem!reader, overthinking, dating rumor, crying, unhealthy coping mechanisms (using alcohol to cope), themes of cheating (there is no actual cheating), reader is written to be of drinking age but age never mentioned, ✧ WC: 1.5K ✧ NOTE: this was kinda sitting in my drafts with a rough idea of a plot then i got an anon requests and it clicked so enjoy

It had to be a rumor. Right?

Y/n scrolled through her Twitter, seeing her boyfriend trending wasn’t new but, curiously clicked it to see what he did this time. Only to find it was a dating rumor.

At first, she thought that Stay or div-1 caught them out on one of their dates but, as she scrolled, she found that it didn’t even involve her. It was another woman. Photos from afar— like most dating rumor photos were— but Y/n could believe this was her boyfriend and someone else, but it wasn't. Was it?

Chan was friends with half the K-pop industry and she knew he had female friends. Could it be one of them? Maybe they were just hanging out?

The longer she looked at the tag, the more her heart ached. Chan spent long hours at the studio working on music for 3RACHA and the kids. What if it wasn't music? Just an excuse to go out with someone else?

The angel on her shoulder told her Chan would never. He was loyal. The best boyfriend anyone could ask for. But the devil was louder.

She got up from the couch and tried to busy herself with anything around the house. Chan had a packed week of schedules and had already told her he was going to crash at the dorms but he promised would text her when he had time—one week of not seeing him.

She couldn't even talk to the guys since they all had promotions to do. What if it was a staff member? She felt like she was going to be sick. Turning on their speaker and blasting a playlist— one without any songs her boyfriend had made, which was a hard feat.

Cleaning the whole apartment while the random Spotify playlist played. She drowned out any noise in her head for as long as she could. Even made dinner for herself and turned on a movie. Silently eating as her phone pinged with a message. She looked at the screen to see the name.

Channie♡: hey baby, just got back to the dorms. How was your day? Y/n♡: okay. Just cleaned the apartment and made dinner. Channie♡: I’m glad you got something to eat love! Are you doing alright without me so far 😉 Y/n♡: yeah. The apartment feels a little empty though. Channie♡: I’m sorry baby 😣 I’m hoping this week goes by fast. I already miss you. Try and get some sleep tonight, okay? Y/n♡: You too. Talk to you later. Channie♡: Yeah, I’ll try and text you more throughout the day, yeah? I love you ❤️ Y/n♡: ily2

Chan looked at the last text, he knew his girlfriend. She wasn’t one to abbreviate an “I love you”. Maybe she just wasn’t having a good day? Tired maybe? She did say she cleaned the whole apartment. He wished he could at least be with her at night but with all their promoting at the moment, it was just a little easier to stay with the kids at the dorms. He’d check in with her when he woke up, maybe send her some food tomorrow.

But he noticed the time between her responses got more and more spaced out and cut down to one or two-word answers. He tried asking her what was wrong but she always said she was fine. It was at the end of the week when one of the guy's managers told him about the dating rumor.

He immediately thought the same as her. Their relationship was caught by fans or div-1. The staff showed him the photos and immediately knew it wasn’t them. Yeah, the guy had the same height and build as him, dressed similarly, and had his face hidden. He thought it was him too for a moment but it was the girl he was with. Complete opposite of Y/n.

He took a closer look at the guy. “That's not me or Y/n. How long has this been out?”

“All week. We knew it wasn’t either of you but we wanted your confirmation.”

All week? The same amount of time Y/n had been acting off. “Fuck,” he sighed

“We can put out a statement denying it and announcing you and Y/n’s relationship,” The manager suggested

“Let me talk to her first. I think she already knows about the rumor.” Chan was thankful it was the end of the day and he finished the last schedule.

He hurried to make his way back home, calling his girlfriend along the way. No answer.

“Hi, you’ve reached Y/n L/n. I can’t come to the phone right now but please leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”

“Hi, baby. I’m on my way home. We need to talk when I get there. I love you.”

Y/n listened to the voicemail but did nothing. One week had her spiraling. She ended up taking out one of their bottles and pouring herself a drink. Just wanting the thoughts to stop at this point.

She didn’t know how much she had actually been drinking, just that her world was getting blurry a bit. She didn't even register the front door opening.

“Y/n?” Chan’s voice called

He looked around the living room before spotting her in the kitchen. Both kept eye contact before Y/n broke down. Tears slipped from her eyes as she put the glass on the counter.

“Baby,” Chan ran over to her and pulled her into his arms.

“Is there someone else Chan?” Y/n said through tears.

He noticed the bottle of alcohol and felt worse. She’d known about it all week and said nothing. Thinking worse to the point of drinking.

“There’s no one else baby. Let’s get you some water and sit down, okay?”

“Is she an idol? One of the staff?”

God his heart broke hearing that. He should have checked Twitter or social media sooner. Slowly he sat her on the floor and quickly grabbed some water from the fridge for her. He sat down across from her and soothed her tears as best he could before getting her to drink the water.

“Can you look at me, baby?” Chan asked softly

Y/n looked at him, sniffling as she hugged her knees to her chest.

“Let’s go take a nap okay? Sober up a bit and then talk. Okay?”

“Okay…”

Chan reached his hands towards her to help her up and walk with her to the bedroom. “How much did you drink?”

“Don’t know. Just wanted to stop thinking about the rumor,” Y/n said as he got her under the covers. “Things are a bit blurry.”

“Get some sleep for now. I’ll be here when you wake up and then we can talk.”

Y/n sniffled and wrapped her arms around him, trying to keep him close. Chan did the same. Not wanting to let her go at the moment. Y/n let his warmth lull her to sleep.

Both ended up falling asleep till morning. Not intending to but that's what happened. Chan woke up first but refused to get out of bed. First time in a week he got to wake up next to his girlfriend and he wasn’t missing out on anything.

He ran his hand through her hair as he looked down at her sleeping form on his chest. Slowly she started the stir, waking to her pretty boyfriend looking at her with stars in his eyes.

“Good morning baby.”

“Morning,” she grumbled, cuddling into him more, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay baby. I almost believed it too.”

“Doesn't excuse me for accusing you of cheating. Should have talked to you when I saw it.”

“Hey. The company didn't even tell me till yesterday and I knew you had already seen it. I know you get in your head sometimes but, next time you see a dating rumor about me, talk to me.”

“Don't want any more rumors about you.”

“They asked me if I wanted to confirm our relationship. Think that’d keep the dating rumors at bay.” Chan smiled and tilted her face up to him, placing a quick kiss on her lips. “If you don't want to, that's fine baby. But I love you either way. You’re the only one I see a future with.”

Y/n teared up a bit hearing him say that. She cupped his cheeks and pulled him back into a kiss. Chan smiled and pulled her closer to him, moving his lips in sync with hers before pulling away and resting his forehead against hers.

“Tell Stay about us. I’m okay with the world knowing about us.” Y/n told him

“Think you're just being possessive baby,” Chan joked.

“Says you,” Y/n laughed at him

“I’ll call them later. Right now I need to make up for not being around for a week.”

Chan kissed her again and rolled her onto her back, smothering her in kisses and cuddles.

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straykeedz · 6 months

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okay so i woke up with a cold today and all i can think about is:

boyfriend chan who comes home and finds you curled up on your bed in your blanket with your fluffy socks on. and he immediately knows something’s wrong because you don’t run in his arms as soon as you register his presence in the room and he’s kinda upset at first but then he notices a couple of tissues next to your figure and oh 🥺

so he lies down on the bed next to you and notices your red cheeks and nose and he quickly understands you’re not feeling well. he’d ignore your protests when he tries to hug you.

“channie, no, you’ll get sick too.”

“i don’t care, you’re my baby and i’m gonna take care of you.”

and he’d sooo do a good job at it. he’d make you tea or hot chocolate and make sure to check your temperature every now and then. and he’d be so protective of you and he’d make you hot soups or maybe have food delivered just to make sure you eat properly because it’s so important.

“come on, it’ll make you feel better. you have to eat something.”, he’d encourage you.

you’d shake your head. “i’m not feeling hungry. i’m tired.”

and his heart would break seeing you so fragile and delicate, but he’d smile warmly at you and bring the spoon close to your lips. “just a couple of spoons, okay love? do it for me. then, we’ll cuddle in bed and maybe watch a movie or something, alright?”

he’ll help you change into a new pajamas and fluffy socks, then slip under the covers with you. not without making sure you have a bottle of water and a glass on your nightstand - he knows it’s crucial for you to stay hydrated. and maybe he’d place a couple of snacks there too, just in case you wanted to eat something.

he’d let you rest your head on his chest, and he’d brush your hair with his fingers. you’d let him pick a movie but sleep would soon find you. you’d fall asleep cuddled up with him like a koala, but he wouldn’t mind. in fact, he’d place soft kisses on your head and temple while caressing your back.

“i hate when you’re not feeling good, i wish i could take it all away. rest well, my love, i hope you get well soon.”

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okay so idk what this is bc i’m sick and i have a terrible headache that’s killing me but i was feeling soft :( so here’s my scarce attempt at writing some fluffy scenario. sorry if there’s any mistakes but my brain is not functioning properly rn

-> reblog to show your support. feedbacks are always appreciated. ♡

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dotchannie · 2 months

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:-🪽snapping the waistband of Chan’s boxers against his hips !! | wc: 210.

The waistband of his underwear smacks agaist his skin with a sharp thawp as you let go of the elastic, material meeting skin as Chan groans in feigned frustration- "Do you really have to do that every time you walk by me?", words airy through a laugh.

You stick your tongue out toward him, "Yeah? it's fun making you whine like that"- you snort as you leave the room, Chans bare chest flushing at your antics.

When you enter the room again a few hours later, his broad back is facing you, hands busy as he washes the dishes. You waltz over to his direction- feet light against the floor, but he still hears you coming. Palms directed outward as he moves to block you from his boxers. Poor boy moves on instinct. "I wasn't going to this time!", you defend yourself as your arms wrap around his torso and trap his hands between your bodies.

"Somehow I dont believe you". Your fingertips are tracing the hills of his abdomen, rubbing back and forth as you place your lips to his shoulder- drifting lower to stoke his exposed hips. "dont you dar-".

Your squeal of laughter echos around the kitchen, rubbery material ricocheting off the skin just above his groin.

𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 @/𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 !

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bangchansdirty-slut · 4 months

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"I want to be with you. Always."

Paring: Drunk!Bang Chan x G/N Reader

Genre: Fluff

Requested: "can I request Chan being so drunk that he confesses to you, he probably wouldn’t say it anytime soon that he likes you… at least not sober!! Overall just some cute fluff containing drunk confessions! Also could u pls leave me as anonymous? Thank you!!"

More: Masterlist

A/n: Requests are open!!!

In the twilight hours of the night, the dim streetlights cast long, eerie shadows across the quiet neighborhood. The air was cool and crisp, carrying with it the faint scent of autumn leaves and fireplaces. It was then, under the veil of darkness, that Chan stumbled down Y/n's driveway, his footsteps unsteady and his heart racing. He had just downed what felt like an entire bottle of soju at Stray Kid's dorm, and now he was paying the price.

His hands trembled as he raised his fist and knocked on the front door, the sound echoing through the house. After what seemed like an eternity, the door swung open, revealing a sleepy-eyed Y/n in their fluffy pajamas. Their eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Chan, and they stumbled backward, tripping over the threshold.

Chan blinked, taking in the disheveled hair and mussed-up clothes of the person they loved. "Y/n…" They slurred, struggling to stand upright. "I… I need to tell you something." Their words were thick and slurred, but the emotion behind them was unmistakable.

Y/n frowned, their confusion giving way to a growing sense of dread. "Chan… are you okay? You're really drunk…" They offered him a gentle, but unsteady hand, trying to help him remain standing.

Chan grasped Y/n's hand, squeezing it tightly. "No… I mean… not that. I… I need to tell you how I feel." He paused, swallowing thickly. "I like you, Y/n. A lot." The words were out, hanging in the air between them like a heavy weight.

Y/n's eyes widened, and for a moment, they looked like they might tear up. Then, a small, shy smile spread across their lips. "I… I like you too, Chan." They stepped forward, wrapping their arms around him and pulling him into a gentle embrace. "I've liked you for a while now. I just… I never thought you'd notice."

Chan let out a shaky breath, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as he returned the hug. It was true. He had always thought that Y/n was amazing, but he never dared to dream that they could feel the same way about him. It was like a weight had been lifted off his chest, and for once, everything felt right.

"Chan?" Y/n's voice was soft, hesitant. "You don't have to be drunk to say that, you know."

Chan laughed, a little unsteadily. "I guess not. But it feels kinda… easier, you know? Like I don't have to worry about what people might think or say." He leaned into Y/n, his cheek resting against their shoulder. "And I don't want to wait for the next time I'm drunk to tell you how I feel. I want to say it now, sober and everything."

Y/n smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of Chan's head. "I like that. And… I'm glad you feel that way. I don't want you to wait either." They took a deep breath, gathering their courage. "Chan, I love you. I really, really do."

Chan's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected Y/n to say those words so soon, and yet, hearing them made his chest feel tight and warm all at once. "I love you too, Y/n. So, so much." He pulled back just enough to look into Y/n's eyes, their gazes locking.

"I want to be with you. Always."

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suskz · 12 days

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Guess who’s back~

hello my lovely angel <3

I was gonna recommend anonymously again but we need the pic.

so. Remember when chan broke us with this:

I was thinking about what if chan, like, handcuffed you to the bed? Being all rough and shit. Yep. I’m ill lol. So I was just wondering if you weren’t too busy if a fic/drabbles on the table? have a good day/night

remember to eat and drink water💕💕💕

Hi sweetie ♡

Need to say that rough sex with Chan has me on my knees 🛐

I’m sorry that it took so long for it to be finished. I rewrote ur ask like 3 times cuz I didn’t like the way it was coming out lol.

Then I found the right idea, but I’m not totally satisfied with how I wrote it in some parts. Still hope you like it!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

pairing: Bang Chan x fem!Reader

w/c: 2,5k

tw: smut ; rough sex ; dirty talk ; degradation kink ; praising kink ; choking ; handcuffing ; established relationship ; clit play ; it’s not specified, but there are safe-words between them, anyway reader doesn’t use any of them ; bruises.

When you see them, your eyes cling to the shiny pink metal you just found at the bottom of your boyfriend’s closet.

You take them and you turn them over in your hands, observing them carefully. It’s part of the toys he’s used in the past, just not with you.

Your relationship is quite new, and you haven't really discussed your sexual preferences yet. In fact, you're still discovering them, being new to your first romantic relationship. But the way your heart beats faster, your cheeks flush, and you feel a certain tingling sensation in the pit of your stomach at the images that come to mind at the thought of what he might do with those handcuffs, it leaves you with some questions.

But when you hear his voice calling you, you realize you've paused too long. You place them back in their spot and pick up the light white blanket he asked you to retrieve, which had been covering the heart-shaped handcuffs you've just discovered.

When you return to the living room, he’s putting the movie on TV. After cuddling up on the couch, with him half-lying down and you on top of him, covering yourselves with the blanket, he makes it start.

But you can't focus on it because of your previous discovery. Your desire to try it is so high. You think it's time to try introducing something new into sex, and that could be a good start. The only thing left to do is to ask. If only it were that simple.

"Channie…" his name escapes from your lips before you can rethink.

"Mh?" he directs his attention to you without taking his eyes off the TV.

Only when you raise your head to look at him does he do the same, locking eyes with yours.

"Well..." you say, unsure, "I found a c-couple of handcuffs under this blanket, in your closet," your voice comes out more stuttering than you want it to.

"Oh," he says surprised; he doesn't remember leaving them there, "I must have left them there by mistake, I'll put them back in place another time; thanks for telling me, I guess," he observes you closely, "Is there something wrong?".

"Uh... well," there's a small moment of silence, and finally you find the courage to tell him, "I thought we could try them." you take your eyes away from his, looking down, and you're thankful that there's no light in the room other than the one emitted by the TV because you feel your cheeks and ears start to burn.

The movie is long forgotten, and you expect questions from him, but he simply nods. He places two fingers under your chin and lifts your head so you can look him in the eyes, "Do you want to try now?".

"I mean, if you want to...".

"I want it," he replies immediately, "Now, be a good girl and go to the bedroom to undress while I tidy up here, okay?"

You nod quickly and head to the bedroom. You hear some noise in the living room and figure Chan is rearranging things while waiting for you to be ready for him.

You get rid of your pants and shirt, remaining only in your underwear, since you're not wearing a bra. You wonder if you should also take off your panties, but then you remember how much he enjoys touching you over them and seeing them get wet for him, so you keep them on.

You take the handcuffs from the closet and place them on the bed next to where you sit cross-legged, waiting for him.

And a few minutes later, you hear the door of the room open and you raise your head in his direction.

He pauses for a moment at the door, gazing at you, and his lips curl into a smirk. You feel your cheeks warm slightly as you watch him approach you.

He reaches you on the bed and positions himself over you, making you slide back until you're lying beneath him.

"I told you to undress completely, didn’t I?" he looks into your eyes, and before you can respond, one of his hands firmly grabs your inner thigh and you gasp slightly at the sudden touch, "But I won’t complain." He leans in over you and captures your lips with his.

He kisses you deeply and slowly, exploring your mouth with his tongue and intertwining it with yours. The room would be completely enveloped in silence if not for the subtle slurp of your tongues intertwining and the soft sighs escaping from your lips.

His hand that was on your tigh now begins to go up your body, brushing your core with his thumb in the process, continuing up your stomach and stopping at your breast, which he grasps, making sure to have your nipple between two of his fingers. He brings his two fingers together slightly to pinch it lightly, and the slight moan he elicits from you makes him repeat the action.

He breaks away from the kiss only for a moment; while his thumb teases your nipple, his other hand grips your inner thigh to open your legs further and lower his hips onto yours, pressing gently, which becomes rougher as you resume kissing, making both of you moan and making you feel how hard he is in his pants.

Before pulling away, he bites your lip, and then you look into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily. Your lips are red and swollen from the kiss, and he smiles, looking at you.

Finally, one of his hands reaches your most intimate part, sliding his thumb along it, feeling how wet you’ve made your panties, “Did I get you all worked up without even touching you properly?” he teases you.

You give him a fiery look, “The situation here tells me the same about you.” You reach for the crotch of his pants, grabbing and squeezing it, making him gasp. He returns your gaze and lightly slaps your pussy before lifting his body from yours, still remaining between your legs.

His gaze falls on the handcuffs next to you, and he takes them in his hands, observing them. “You’re just waiting for the moment when I fuck you with these, aren’t you?” he huffs a little chuckle through his nose. “First choking, now these; you like being submissive, huh? Leaving me in control of everything.” there’s a slight edge in his voice that shows how truly turned up he is. Just the fact that you’re trusting him so much, letting him have total control of your body, makes his mind slightly dizzy.

He looks at you and sees the desperation now colouring your features. “Now, face down, ass up”.

You do as you’re told, turning over and raising your ass, and putting your forearms on the bed to keep yourself slightly up so that your face isn’t pressed into the pillow. But without warning, his hands grab your arms and put them behind your back. You feel his hand just above your wrist, and then cold metal touching your skin, and you feel a shiver run through your entire body at the sensation.

His hand tightens its grip on your hip while the thumb of the other presses against your entrance, making your panties even wetter, then he pulls them down to your ankles. He would like to play with you a bit more, but he doesn’t feel that patient right now.

He lowers his pants and boxers just enough to pull out his cock, and you feel arousal coursing through your entire body at the thought of him fucking you with his clothes still on while you’re completely naked underneath him at his mercy.

He grabs the underside of your asscheeks —and beginning of your thighs—, spreading them apart and taking a good look at your hole clenching around nothing; then, one of his hands breaks away from your skin to slide two of his fingers inside, making you whimper.

You move your hips back and forth to the rhythm of his fingers, which is fucking slow, but his other hand tightens harder where it grips your skin, as a warning. And you hope it bruises.

He pulls them out and wipes them on one of your cheeks, and without any warning, he enters you in one swift motion, immediately starting to move without giving you time to settle properly.

“S-slow down—“ you ask him breathlessly, but he doesn’t.

“This is what you want, isn’t it?” his breath is heavy, “To be tied up and used the way I like, huh?”. At his words, you clench around his cock, making him moan and grip your hips tightly.

He lowers himself onto you and rests his hands on the bed. Your face is pressed into the pillows as you try to stifle your moans. But it’s difficult with the way his cock moves so skilfully inside you, hitting your weak spots, making it so hard to hold back that you’re breathless and think about asking him to stop for a moment. You’re not usually so shy and never try to hold back your moans, but this time is different, maybe because of the handcuffs? You don’t even know.

But he notices. He stops, slides an arm under your breast, and lifts your body. His other hand grabs the headboard of the bed for balance.

His tongue licks that patch of skin behind your ear where you’re sensitive, “Why aren’t you making yourself heard?” he whispers and starts moving again, “I want to hear how good I make you feel, so don’t you dare hold back again.” it sounds like a threat, but you ignore that as his movements become faster than before, and soon he makes you fall back onto the bed, with half of your face on the pillows but your nose and mouth free, and this time you make yourself heard loud and clear.

“Good girl.” if the nickname didn’t make you moan loudly enough, his hand gripping your nape to choke you and push your head down definitely did.

With every thrust, you feel yourself on the verge of coming and you fucking love this so much.

Suddenly, you feel him stop, and your wrists are freed; but you don’t have time to understand what’s happening or to complain before he pulls his cock out of you and you’re turned onto your back.

He takes your arms and brings them to the headboard of the bed, where he puts the handcuffs back on you, securing them to it.

And then, he looks at you.

He observes your entire body, from your tear-streaked face with saliva-coated lips, to your wet, stretched out pussy, begging to be filled again.

Finally, your brain starts to reason again, and if possible, your cheeks flush an even deeper red. You feel exposed. You want to cover yourself with your arms, and you try, but the metallic noise that comes out reminds you of the situation you’re in. You try to close your legs —as much as you can with him in between them— but his hands roughly grasp your inner thighs, spreading them apart again.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he hives you a disapproving look, “Why should you hide from me, huh?” He seems annoyed, mad, and you shrink under his judgmental gaze. “I don’t think you deserve my dick inside you again. Maybe I should leave you like this: handcuffed to the bed, naked and needy for the rest of the night. What do you think about that?”.

You feel like crying at his words. He couldn’t really do that, could he?

You shake your head quickly.

“Obviously, a slut like you just wants to be filled with dick all the time,” he takes his cock in hand and slaps the tip against your clit, and as you moan freely, he suppresses the groan that tries to escape his lips. “isn’t that right?”.

“Please.”

“Please what?” he responds coldly, looking down on you.

“Put it in, please.” you beg him, looking at him with pleading eyes.

“What if I don’t?”.

You feel tears of frustration forming at the corners of your eyes, “Channie…”

He slaps his tip against your clit again, drags it to your hole, “You’ll cry if I don’t put it in, won’t you? What a crybaby.”, and then he finally pushes it in.

He starts thrusting into you again, a little slower this time, but deeper than before.

Again, you feel the need to grab onto something, anything, but you can’t, and this makes you frustrated.

He places his hand on your stomach and presses, “Feel it” he moans, “feel my cock pushing inside you”. When your mind registers his words and you glance down at his hand, he removes it, and you can clearly see the outline of his cock bulging from your belly.

This is what makes you both feel close to the edge.

Chan feels he can’t hold out much longer. His hand reaches down where your bodies meet and takes your clit between two fingers, lightly pinching it.

"Are you about to come? Huh? You want to come, don’t you?".

"Please, daddy please." Your eyes are closed and your head thrown back into the pillows, so you don't see the way his face tightens at your words. A loud groan leaves his lips and your walls are painted with white spurts of hot cum. You follow right after him.

You don't realize you've blacked out for a while until you open your eyes and see Chan filling your chest and shoulders with sweet kisses.

He looks at you, and finally his gaze is soft and relaxed, “How was it?” he asks you attentively.

You smile, “Amazing, as always”.

“Good.” He kisses you sweetly on the lips.

Afterward, he takes a warm cloth and cleans you, puts another pair of underwear on you, and one of his shirts simply because he likes to see you wearing his stuff, while he puts on his boxers.

He applies a soothing lotion on your wrists as you talk about how you felt, and finally, he lies down in bed with you, covering both of you with the blanket.

You rest your head on his chest, and the sound of his heartbeat relaxes you as he strokes your hair.

“Was I too rough?” he asks, needing to make sure you don’t feel any pain.

“A bit, but I also liked it because of that”.

"I wasn’t too mean, right? Everything was good?" he's sure you would have told him if it was too much for you, but he still feels the need to hear confirmation from you that everything is okay.

“No, everything was perfect, baby, don't worry," you stroke his side.

“Good," he says, feeling more relaxed, "sleep now." he caresses your shoulder.

You already feel your eyes can't stay open any longer, but you still lift your head to give him a goodnight kiss.

And you fall asleep like that, in each other's arms, in the relaxing silence of the night and the sound of your hearts beating for each other.

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chaotic-world-of-the-j · 1 month

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𝕰𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 [teaser!]

𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 : Bang Chan x fem!reader

𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 : Ex lovers to strangers to lovers, idiots to lovers, love Triangle.

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : angst, fluff, eventual smut, tear-jerking ending or whatever.

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : eventual smut, drug usage, alcohol usage, misogynistic comments.

𝚝𝚊𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 : comment or dm

𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 :

"You have given extensive thought to this decision and give 'Brighter days inc' exclusive permission remove this person's memory from your memory. If yes, then please sign the page and hand it over"

Your tired eyes scanned the terms and conditions. Black ink on plain white paper.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, hands fiddling with pen in grasp.

Their were 4 other people in the room, an old woman, a woman in her 40s, a teenage boy and you.

You wondered what the teenage boy had suffered, to come to a place like this.

The angel on your shoulder was telling you to sign the document, to let go of your memories with him. Let go of the pain. Let go of the happiest moments of your life.

The devil in your shoulder screamed to not sign it. Let yourself suffer as you watch the man, you loved so dearly, drift further away from you.

The promise ring on your pinkie was another reminder of the memory that you so painstakingly wanted to forget, but remember at the same time.

With a trembling hand you signed the paper. Exhaling shakily after.

Perhaps you should have listened to the devil afterall.

©@chaotic-world-of-the-j 2024

I do not allow translations or Republishing of my works. However, reposts and comments are appreciated.

Plagiarism is a crime

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hwgyun · 1 year

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HIS DOG’S CUPID — BangChan

pairing: bangchan x gn!reader

genre: fluff, strangers to potential lovers

warning(s): swearing, mentions of blood, scratches, and cuts, that’s it i think!

synopsis — You never thought you would have missed your bus to chase someone’s dog in your life. But you’re glad you did.

You woke up this morning relaxed and refreshed. You had a feeling today was going to be a great day, you weren’t running late like usual and you had the greatest sleep in all your years of living.

That was until, of course, you decided to miss your bus to chase a random person’s dog.

You mentally cursed as you ran past the people in the sidewalk, occasionally bumping into them here and there. Instead of feeling refreshed and relaxed like this morning, now you felt sweaty, smelly, and hot. The sweat making your hair stick to your face.

“Berry! Berry, stop right there!” The owner of the white and orange dog shouted, him trailing right behind you.

You didn’t know what was worse. You being sweaty and chasing a dog, or you being sweaty while chasing the dog whos very attractive owner was technically right behind you.

“Holy crap my legs are about to give out!” You pointed out, feeling your legs shake as you inched closer to the dog.

“What?! You can stop chasing her, I’ll just try and catch her myself!” He looked at you with a concerned look coating his features as he ran next to you.

“It’s fine! I can do this!” As you inched closer to the dog so did he and suddenly he had finally caught her. You stumbled on your feet trying to stop, only managing to fall face first on the hard concrete.

“Shit!” You hissed in pain at the feeling of the concrete scrape against your face. You feel hot droplets of blood run down your face and quickly pull out your phone from your pocket to take a look. It wasn’t that bad of cut—it wasn’t anything major either, it just kind of burned.

“Oh my- Are you alright?” The voice makes you turn your head sharply to your right. Eyes meeting with the ones of the dog owner.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” You mumble, eyes falling towards the dog—Berry, who had her tail wagging in excitement as you basically suffered.

“I am so so sorry, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” The owner bowed sharply in apology, making your face heat up.

“Ah, you don’t have to do that! I’m fine, really.”

“You don’t seem like it. Your face is bleeding. You have scratches all over your face. I’ll treat you, let’s find a convenience store to buy you some ointment and bandaids.” He extended his arm out for you to grab and effortlessly pulled you up.

The both of you walk in silence to the store, Berry sometimes barking at the people who passed by the two of you.

“We’re here.” He gently grabbed your hand and pulled you inside the store, Berry trailing close behind.

You took a look around the store, grabbing a few snacks to eat on your way to work. “Is that it?” You hear a voice behind you making you flinch slightly.

“Crap you scared me!” You breathed out, a hand over your heart.

“Sorry,” Berry’s owner softly let out a laugh.

“You know, I don’t think we ever got each others names?” He stated making you gasp in realization.

“Right! I’m Y/N,” You smiled up at him, noticing the way his dimples would make a way to his face as he smiled back at you.

“Chan. Bang Chan.” He extended his arm and you shook it.

“So uh—”

“Let me pay so I can help you.”

He takes your snacks, heading to the cashier as you mention over and over that he didn’t need to pay.

As soon as he was done paying, the both of you go back outside and sit down on a bench nearby. He gives you a look as if asking for permission to touch your face and you nod.

Chan gently takes your face in his hands and gently applies the ointment onto the cut, you hiss at the coldness of it as then puts a bandaid over it. He repeats this again for the minor scratches on your face, except he doesn’t put a bandaid on those.

After he was done he puts everything back in the bag and the both of you sit in silence on the bench, Berry sitting on the floor in front of you two.

“Thank you, by the way.” He looks over at you and his cheeks heat up.

“No problem. What kind of person would I be if I didn’t help you when it was basically my dog who caused all of this.”

“Ah don’t say that. I decided to run after her so it’s my fault all this happened too.” You played with your fingers, trying your best to not make eye contact.

“Hey, Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I have your number? I am sorry if I’m being a little too bold but I would like to get to know you more. Maybe…we could go on a date…? If you’d like to of course! You don’t have to if you don’t want to, I just think you’re super interesting and I want to learn more about you. You’re also very pretty so I just-“

“You can have it. I’d be happy to go on a date with you too.” You didn’t regret saying this when you noticed the grin that made its way to his lips.

“Great! I’ll send you a text later today then.” With that the both of you stood up and you bid goodbye to Berry and him, waving before walking back home.

You’d definitely have to call in sick today.

ali’s note: hey lovelies!! this was pretty rushed because i’m trying to write a drabble as soon as possible 😭 i have a changbin and jeongin drabble in my drafts that i’m currently working on rn. THIS WAS NOT PROOFREAD !!

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shuniverse · 1 year

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AHHHHHHHH THE FELIX ONE IM IN LOOVEE THANKSSSS

Btw, if im not stressing you out lolol😭, heres another req

:D!

can u do Bangchan university au friends to lovers typa thing where chan flirts with her as a joke but the reader flirts harder and my boy gets so blushy and shy😭😭😭 and in the end it just ends up in a messy giggly confession lmfao

(ngl im just a big simp for Chan's juicy plump lips like bro i just wanna kizz him after i fool him with my ultimate rizz and flirting skills😔)

Some picture ref for uuu :)

silly college kids in love ,, b.c

🧷 no no ur not stressing me out! lol I’m just busy, sorry this got out kinda of late! also yesss I love Channie’s lipssss ahshwhdhsjj, he’s so gorgeous. ty for the request!

🎐 f!reader ;; fluffy stuffs ;; reader is transfixed by Chan’s lips lol ;; some kisses at the end ;; I’m kinda bad at writing flirty stuff so pls bare with me ;; also I did make a reference to that one part of a live where Chan calls himself daddy lmao ;;

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You and Chan are sitting in your dorm room, you on your bed resting against your pillow, him sitting on your roll-y chair, leaning over the back of it, facing you with his legs on either side of the back.

Just making small talk, you’re both just comfortable together whether it’s talking or just silence, so you like to have a mix of it.

While he’s talking, you subconsciously stare at his lips, the fullness and the way they look while he talks transfixes you. So much so, you don’t even fully register when Chan speaks up.

“You okay, there?”

You flush a bit. “Yeah! Sorry-“

He giggles. “Nah, it’s all good.” He grins, getting an idea. “Were you captivated babygirl?”

He’s joking, of course, which is why he’s giggling, figuring you’re going to giggle as well.

But in reality, your eyes widen, face flushing. “What- what did you call me?”

He giggles again. “Baby girl?”

You narrow your eyes, then grin, getting an idea. “If I’m you’re baby girl, you must be my.. daddy.”

This time he flushes, more than you did, babbling and stuttering over his words, trying to think up a response. He runs a pretty, veiny hand through his dark curly hair, and you giggle.

You suddenly feel a bit flustered just at what you said, and you’re both there giggling like little kids, just not knowing what to do with his hands.

He looks at you, a faint blush still painting his pretty face. “So.. uh..”

You giggle, smiling. “Yes, Channie?”

“I uhm-“ he bursts into more embarrassed giggles, and he gets up to come sit by you on your bed. You giggle in return, and out of just a random rush of confidence, you lean over to press a little kiss to his plush lips. He blushes more, his cheeks a pretty rosy shade.

“I do too, Channie.”

He’s a bit confused, he hadn’t even said anything, yet you somehow read his mind, much less kissed him. Poor boy doesn’t know what to say, so you giggle for the millionth time and sit yourself comfortably on his lap.

“I-“

“Shh, shh, Channie it’s okay.” You boop him. “No need for words.”

He giggles again, shaking his head, his brown curls shaking with it. You run your hands up and down his arms, covered by the soft fabric of his black hoodie. You look into his eyes, the faint dark makeup still there, and he’s smiling at you, those pretty lips of his quirked up into a smile.

You can’t help yourself, you lean down to kiss him again. This time, it’s not quick, and he’s happy, albeit still a bit flustered, to kiss back, gently cupping your face with his big hands.

You pull away after a bit and giggle. “Cutie.”

He flushes again, sighing. “You’re the cute one, baby girl.”

You laugh. “Is that what you’re calling me now?”

He laughs too. “Yup, unless you don’t want me to?”

You shake your head, smiling. “No, no Channie, it’s cute, I like it.”

He smiles. “Alrighty baby girl.”

You laugh again, leaning down to cuddle him, and he’s eager and quick to reciprocate, comfortable in your added warmth.

;;

hope you enjoyed! I love Channie so much this made me happy to write, even though it was rushed, lol.

feel free to like/reblog, it’s greatly appreciated!

#skz imagines #skz fluff #bang chan imagines #bang chan drabbles #chan x reader #chan x reader fluff #bang chan fluff #bang chan x reader fluff

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nokacchan · 2 years

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Drunk In Love | Short Drabble | Bang Chan

pairing : bangchan x fem!reader

genre : fluff / tired!chan

Rei's Note : HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAN! love you~

It was 11:50pm. 10 minutes before Chan's birthday.

You hadn't seen him all day except in the morning when he went to grab breakfast with you. Afterwards, he locked himself up in his home studio, working on some special projects. You decided to pay him a visit since you couldn't sleep without him by your side.

"Chan~", you called him as you peeped your head into his studio.

He let out a hum turning to look at you. His curly hair was in a mess due to the numerous times of him ruffling his hair in frustration. He gave a soft smile as you walked towards him.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as you sat on his lap. He immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you steady so that you would fall back. "You should rest you know. You have been working all day long", you told him. He let out a weak chuckle. "Sorry, I will after I finish this", he tried to reason. You squint your eyes at him before letting out a sigh. Resting your head on his chest. "Okay...I just miss you", you mumbled against his chest. He kissed the top of your head before resting his head on top of yours. "I miss you too"

You looked up at him as he stared back down at you. He was so drunk in love with you. You winked at him, making his cheeks turn into a shade of pink. He lets out a chuckle as he pinches your cheek. "Yah, what was that for?". You nonchalantly shrug your shoulder before looking over at his monitor. The clock strikes 12.

03 October 2022 | 12:00pm

You gleefully turned back to look at Chan. "Happy birthday love!", you pecked his lips. He smiled at you before pulling you closer to him. "Thank you, babe", he peppered kisses all over your face, making you burst into a fit of giggles. "I love you, you know?", you told him after calming down. He looked at you in the eye, soft smile made it ways on his lips.

"I love you too"

The end.

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j-onedrabbles · 9 months

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Soft thought ask for you 😊

How would the skz members react to finding s/o reader asleep on the couch, curled up with their skzoo?

Love your blog sweetie! Keep up the amazing work!

thank you peach!! 🩵

Chan ♡ thinks it's actually really adorable. Can't help but smile to himself before moving you and WolfChan to the bed so you don't regret falling asleep on the couch when you wake up

Lee know ♡ Definitely takes a picture before squatting down and kissing your forehead. He’ll carry you to bed then replace Leebit with him. Why cuddle a stuffed toy when you can cuddle the real thing?

Changbin ♡ damn near almost wakes you up because he almost squealed from how cute you looked holding onto Dweakki. Stopped himself because he knew you were probably exhausted to fall asleep on the couch. He’ll maneuver you carefully so he’a laying under you and wraps his arms around you

Hyunjin ♡ another one who tale a photo— then sets it as his lockscreen. You just look so cute all snuggled up with Jiniret that be can't help but grab you guys a blanket and snuggle up with you

Han ♡ smiles and kisses your cheek. He loves seeing you snuggled up with Han Quokka but his place is in your arms so he’ll carefully move to lay on top of you with the plush laying between you guys

Felix ♡ Get’s all blush and shit. Thinks your the absolute cutest when your sound asleep but with Bbokari?! He’s died and gone to heaven. Though he feels bad for your back so he’ll wake you up just to get you in bed and lulla you back to sleep with the plush squished between you two

Seungmin ♡ thinks it’s cute but PuppyM is in his way. He’ll lean over you with a hand on your hip and kiss your cheek till you wake up then pull you off to bed to get some proper sleep. PuppyM get’s moved to the side as you cuddle the real thing, much to his content

I.N. ♡ Almost dies from cuteness overload. His adorable lil s/o snuggled up on their couch with Foxi.Ny? Even better! He’ll get behind you on the couch and wrap his arms around you and falls asleep with you.

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yakuly · 9 months

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Desaparecer | B. CH

Pairing: IdolBangChan x NonIdolreader (linguagem neutra, mas leitor@ tem a anatomia feminina)

Words: 1.3017 (sorry)

Warnings: smut, sexo sem proteção, (se protejam, crianças!), marcas (para os dois), oral (leitor@ recebe), Chan leve soft dom, mas ele também é um cabeção, super estimulação (leitor@ recebe),e os dois estão levemente inseguros quanto à relação.

Esse trabalho foi um pedido!

N/A: (eu ia postar antes, mas sabe como é né), enfim, foi um pedido, que estou traduzindo, então aproveitem :)

(Gif não é meu, créditos pra quem fez! ❣️)

Por muitos dias você se perguntou se é o que você está fazendo? Você tem uma vida muito boa, uma rotina muito estável, encontrando a felicidade nos pequenos detalhes... Mas será que o seu namorado realmente faz parte disso?

Deve ser, certo? Afinal, ele é seu namorado! Você deveria estar feliz com sua companhia, suas palavras, sua presença, seus dias especiais, seus dias normais que se tornaram algo especial por causa dele... Acontece que; Christopher Bang, não é um cara normal com uma posição regular, que pode fornecer você tudo isso.

Ele é um ídolo coreano internacional e, mais importante, uma base muito necessária para seu grupo "Stray kids". Então é difícil ter um namorado muito esperto, que tenha muitas responsabilidades, acrescente o fato de que você precisa manter seu relacionamento em segredo.

Então aquele relacionamento perfeito que você sonhou por anos, na verdade não é como você sonhou...

Bem, você teve muita sorte com Chris! Ele é um namorado muito sensível, romântico, atencioso e doce; ele também é muito confiável sobre tudo e qualquer coisa, e você não pode mentir, ele é um menino muito bonito. Mas às vezes você simplesmente não consegue se safar com a sensação de que realmente não o tem.

Algo que Bang Chan está realmente ciente disso. É por isso que ele decidiu planejar um fim de semana apenas, dando aos dois horas de momentos a sós.

Você realmente não sabia o que ele estava planejando, mas uma vez, em uma sexta-feira muito chata e lenta, você recebeu uma mensagem dele, dizendo que você deveria arrumar algumas coisas para um fim de semana de uma maneira, você sabia que não poderia ser desapontado.

...

"Bom dia meu amor!" A voz de Chris sendo a primeira que você ouve em uma manhã de sábado, foi uma indicação e tanto de que você teria um dia muito bom.

Você estava terminando de se preparar para conhecê-lo em apenas alguns minutos, até ouvir a voz dele vindo de sua sala de estar. Correndo atrás dele, você não pode deixar de pular em seu abraço, rindo como ele fez quando viu sua figura.

"Senti sua falta" você murmura em seu pescoço, fazendo um leve tique-taque, mas Christopher não se importa. Ele abraçou seu corpo mais perto do dele, ambos vendendo o perfume um do outro. "Também senti sua falta meu amor"

"Onde estamos indo?" Você finalmente perguntou tirando a cabeça do pescoço dele para olhar para suas feições lindas, e assim você pegou seus olhos brilhando, e você sentiu o calor de seu amor através deles.

Bang Chan sorriu, um de seus sorrisos infantis, que você o espelha levemente. O menino Negou com a cabeça apertou as mãos antes de dizer "Desculpe amor, informação confidencial" e riu de suas lamúrias sobre isso.

...

Você não fazia ideia de onde Chan o estava levando, mas sabia que era muito longe, pois quando mais árvores começaram a aparecer, ele perdeu a máscara facial e o boné, ficando apenas com os óculos de sol, ficando ainda mais bonito.

"A vista é do outro lado, sabe?" O menino brinca, mas você segura as mãos dele e simplesmente diz: "sério? Acho que não se compara ao que estou vendo" e essas palavras fizeram o menino corar e rir, e Deus, como você sentiu falta desse som!

Tentando desviar a atenção, ele aumenta o volume do rádio, e deita as mãos em suas coxas apertando-o um pouco. E você não pode controlar aqueles arrepios que espalham sua pele por isso, então você tentou jogar com calma e colocou o telefone nas mãos.

"Chanie, não quero ser essa pessoa, mas você sabe que estamos ficando sem sinal de telefone, certo?" você realmente não se importava muito com isso, mas como líder, compositor e produtor, Bang Chan basicamente precisava disso como ar.

"Eu sei" ele simplesmente disse, olhando rapidamente para você e sorrindo "é para desligar o telefone, assim ninguém pode nos incomodar" Christopher então segurou sua mão em seus lábios, onde ele beijou "vamos.. .desaparecer"

...

O lugar que seu namorado reservou era muito bom. Era uma casa simples e normal, mas tinha uma bela vista das árvores, o céu bem claro e a lua brilhando muito forte e perfeita.

"O que devemos fazer primeiro?" Você pergunta sentindo os braços dele se esgueirando em sua cintura, e só isso já faz seu coração bater forte e acelerado. Chan começa a trilhar beijos suaves em seu pescoço, e você estremece sob o toque dele.

"Huuum que tal..." ele começa a falar ainda deixando uma trilha de beijos que fazem o ar sair de seus pulmões, e você fecha os olhos, sentindo-se muito consciente do corpo dele pressionado contra o seu. "... você vai para o quarto, toma um bom banho, se veste bem e desce aqui para que eu possa te dar uma noite incrível?"

Você sorri se virando em seu abraço. Segurando o rosto dele em sua mão, você acaricia sua bochecha, absorvendo todo o bang Chan que você tem em seus braços. Seus olhos vagam pelo rosto dele até alcançar seus lábios voluptuosos, e lentamente você aproxima seu rosto do dele, vendo o garoto que agora você segura fazer o mesmo, fechando os olhos depois de olhar para seus lábios. Ele já pode sentir o gosto do seu gloss. nele...

"Ok" sua voz o faz abrir os olhos, apenas para descobrir que você já o deixou sozinho. Chan precisa de alguns segundos para entender e se recuperar, soltando um bufo, mas rindo junto.

...

Você tomou um banho bem calmo e relaxante, tirou um tempinho precioso para se arrumar, e escolheu uma roupa bem sexy que tinha. Especialmente preto, a cor favorita de Chan.

"Posso ir agora?" Você abre a porta do quarto e pergunta alto para seu namorado te ouvir. Finalmente você recebeu uma resposta positiva e foi atrás dele. "O que você tem para mim?" Você pergunta quando o vê de costas.

Christopher se vira e para. Você viu a boca dele formar um 'o' perfeito, e ele começar a resmungar tentando dizer alguma coisa. E Bang Chan, sente o mundo inteiro parar quando seus olhos encontram sua figura, tão linda na frente dele... Ele sabia que tinha que dizer algo, por isso tentou, mas seu cérebro não funcionava direito.

"Uh... Amor, por acaso você está... Hum com fome?" O menino pergunta, ainda olhando para cima e para baixo. Você sorri, decidindo provocá-lo um pouco mais, depois fingindo pensar um pouco mais.

"Huuummm... não sei, por quê?" Chris então lentamente se aproxima de você, olhando fixamente em seus olhos, fazendo com que você perceba o quão escuros eles eram. E você não pode deixar de se sentir afetado por ele.

"Porque meu amor..." Ele começa a falar, e cada vez que ele se aproxima, você dá um passo para trás, logo atingindo a parede "Eu ia te dar um jantar bem romântico, mas vendo você assim.. ." Chan sorri e leva as mãos ao seu rosto. Ele segura seu queixo, fazendo você já perder os sentidos, e olha para seu rosto, coração batendo forte no peito "Eu só consigo pensar em tirar essa roupa de você, e foder com você." A maneira como o homem estava segurando você e olhando para você, e seus joelhos ficaram fracos, mas Chan é bem rápido, segurando você e sorrindo ainda mais "você vai gritar meu nome para que as pessoas do outro lado da cidade vai ouvir você... Isso é bom para você, meu amor?" Ele pergunta, e você obviamente confirma balançando a cabeça "palavras, amor"

"Sim, chanie", é tudo o que você pode dizer, antes que os lábios dele toquem os seus.

Christopher cola seu corpo ao dele, puxando você para mais perto e apenas estabilizando você com os joelhos entre suas pernas. Assim que a língua dele entrar em sua boca, você o deixa dominar o beijo e a si mesmo. Bang Chan tira as mãos do seu rosto, para o seu quadril, pressionando você firmemente contra as coxas dele.

Você é completamente tomada por ele, deixando sua mão passar por ele, mas terminando em sua nuca, agarrando-se com força em seus cabelos quando ele faz seus quadris se moverem em cima dele. Você engasgou com os lábios dele e Chan sorriu. O menino teve a audácia de se separar e olhar para você, sorrindo como um demônio.

"Deixe-me olhar para você", ele murmurou, segurando seu rosto mais uma vez e movendo seus quadris contra os músculos dele. Você sente a eletricidade percorrer todo o seu corpo, uma vez que o ângulo que estava fazendo a coxa dele chegar ao seu clitóris. "Foda-se, senti falta desse seu rosto bonito"

Chan deixou um beijo suave em sua boca, antes de trilhar beijos até seu pescoço, e te pegar no colo. Ele deitou você no tapete macio, pairando em cima de você.

Você podia sentir seus lábios em todos os lugares. E então sua língua, e algumas mordidas, e definitivamente muitas marcas...

"vou te foder" bang Chan começa a te despir, jogando-as em algum lugar "sem pausas. Sem pausa" a voz dele era baixa, e fazia todo o seu corpo tremer "vou te foder"

Você não tinha ideia de que já estava nua na frente dele, tudo o que sabia era que Chan estava deixando doces beijos em sua barriga, depois em suas coxas... e ele era dolorosamente lento nisso.

"Chan" você chamou por ele, sem saber o que dizer. O menino olhou para você sorrindo como o diabo que é, mas mergulhando o rosto dentro de você, fazendo você chamá-lo, mas de uma forma mais urgente "chan!"

Quando você ouvia as pessoas dizendo que os rappers eram bons em dar oral, você não se importava muito com isso, mas não podia negar agora que eles estavam certos. Muito correto.

"Foda-se" ele disse com a voz rouca levemente abafada pelo seu corpo "você não tem ideia do quanto eu senti falta do seu gosto, amor" foi tudo que você ouviu antes de Chan mergulhar em você, dessa vez pra valer.

Christopher passou a língua em seu clitóris, fazendo você estremecer e instintivamente agarrar o cabelo dele, tentando ganhar algum controle sobre o homem (mas você sabia melhor do que isso). Você pega seus olhos escuros olhando para você, quando você o sente dando uma longa faixa em sua boceta, e você jura que pode sentir sua alma deixando seu corpo ao vê-lo.

"Você pode continuar olhando para mim, linda?" Chan de repente pergunta muito bem, e você em seu estado de semana, confirma com um aceno de cabeça. Chan mantém contato visual com você, e você quase não consegue perceber as mãos dele agarrando suas coxas com muito mais força, apenas para que ele possa voltar a trabalhar em você.

Chan um homem em uma missão, gemendo em você enquanto sua língua trabalha dentro de você, tirando todo o ar de seus pulmões, fazendo você se contorcer e gemer fracamente seus nomes.

Foi tão bom. Sempre foi bom, mas seu namorado prometeu a si mesmo que hoje seria tudo sobre você. Então ele estava planejando devorar seu corpo de várias maneiras.

É por isso que quando seu corpo começou a dar sinais de que você estava prestes a gozar, nada você mesmo começou a dizer, tudo o que ele fez foi levantar a sobrancelha indicando que estava bem com isso, mas nunca parando seus movimentos.

"Chan..." Você chamou meio que como um aviso, que o nó em seu estômago estava prestes a se desfazer, mas ele te segura ainda mais perto e continua te devorando. "Deus, Chan!" Você chamou mais desesperada, seu aperto cada vez mais forte no cabelo dele, e ele gemeu, mergulhando impossivelmente mais dentro de você "Chan!" Você definitivamente gritou, sentindo seu orgasmo tomando conta de todo o seu corpo.

De olhos fechados tudo o que você queria era deixar a sensação ir embora, mas Chan demorou um pouco mais do seu tempo com você, mantendo a língua trabalhando enquanto segurava seu corpo trêmulo no chão.

"Eu te amo" A voz de Christopher trouxe você de volta à realidade. Sua respiração estava irregular, então ele fez questão de tocar em você de forma leve e suave.

Ele beijou suas pernas, indo até seu tronco e rosto. E os olhos dele encontraram os seus, e ele riu enquanto observava você voltar à realidade. Ele era muito suave, acariciando sua bochecha, olhando profundamente para seu rosto. Chan também lhe deu beijos e beijos em seus lábios e rosto, fazendo você rir.

"bem vindo de volta, meu amor" Chan brinca, pegando sua mão e beijando seus dedos. Você responde semanalmente com um "oi" e o sorriso mais brilhante da noite. "Você está bem?" Ele pergunta, tocando suavemente cada pedaço do seu corpo que ele poderia alcançar "que bom, porque eu não terminei com você amor"

E seus lábios estavam de volta ao seu corpo. Concentrando-se em seus seios, um de cada vez com os lábios dele, vazando, beijando e mordendo, você podia sentir os hematomas se formando onde ele mordeu. E então ele os tocou. Pois só ele começa a intercalar língua e mãos. Ele conhecia você e seu corpo, e como ele estava certo, você estava pronta para ele mais uma vez.

"Posso?" Você pergunta fraca, por ele, indicando suas roupas. Chan sorri brilhantemente e se senta com você, para que você possa despi-lo.

O paletó dele sai bem rápido, mas a camisa sai devagar, já que você queria senti-lo também, desabotoando você beija o torso dele assim como ele fez com o seu, mas tomando um pouco mais de cuidado para não marcá-lo.

"Amor, você quer me marcar?" Ele perguntou sorrindo quando você olhou para ele com olhos de cachorro "posso?" Após a aprovação dele, seus lábios estavam por toda parte na pele dele, marcando sempre que você os alcançava.

"Foda-se o amor" ele ofegou à sua vontade "Me desculpe, mas eu preciso te foder. Agora" Chan rosnou colocando você mais uma vez.

Você sentiu a ponta dele em sua entrada, mas antes que ele entrasse em você, ele pairou o corpo sobre o seu e o beijou. Você sente todo o amor que ele sente por você, e então você sente todo o pau que ele te dá.

Chan encheu você. Até o limite.

"Chan, por favor, se mexe" você pede, os lábios ainda se tocando. Ele sorri e começa a se mover, puxando ligeiramente para trás apenas para empurrar rapidamente para dentro de você.

Bang Chan começou a bater dentro de você como se ele pudesse morrer se não o fizesse. Ou como se você fosse uma deusa dando a ele o fruto proibido.

Tudo o que você podia fazer era gemer e agarrar o corpo dele contra o seu, cravando as unhas nas costas dele. Você poderia fazer isso o dia todo, todos os dias.

"Chan, por favor, não pare" você implorou mais uma vez, e ele adorava ouvir sua voz tão desesperada por ele. E foda-se, ele gostaria de poder gravá-lo.

"Posso sentir cada centímetro seu, meu amor" disse ele em seus ouvidos, não precisando de muito para sentir seu orgasmo sem aviso prévio.

Seus gemidos, grunhidos baixos, seus corpos... Foi uma sinfonia muito intensa e deliciosa para os ouvidos de Chris. E por isso ele estava se perdendo dentro de você.

Assim que sentiu que não aguentava mais, Chan puxou e percebeu suas cargas em sua barriga e seios. Desmaiando ele caiu ao seu lado, mas mantendo contato visual.

...

Depois daquela seção de sexo intenso que você teve na sala de estar, Chan ajudou você a limpá-la e a preparar um banho relaxante com o qual ele se juntou a você com prazer.

"Posso te perguntar uma coisa?" Sua voz agora rouca fala fracamente no canto do banheiro. Sua resposta foi um zumbido e seu namorado contrabandeando para mais perto de você, cabeça em seu pescoço "por que você decidiu tirar esse fim de semana de folga?"

"Humm..." o moreno cantarolou antes de responder, dedos brincando com os seus "Eu sei que não conseguimos ter muito tempo para nós, e eu vi algo que meio que me assustou, então decidi que era vai cuidar melhor de nós. A partir de hoje."

As palavras dele tossem você desprevenido, e isso fez você olhar para ele da melhor maneira possível "posso perguntar o que te assustou?"

"Lembra daquela noite em que fomos pegar um pouco de soju antes de ir para casa?" Ele lembrou, e você decidiu tirar sarro dele, lembrando daquele dia "aquele dia que você decidiu tomar sorvete cheio de máscaras para se esconder?"

A risada de Chan encheu o banheiro e você o seguiu, caindo os braços dele te abraçando ainda mais "Sim, o das abelhas..." mas tom para sério depois disso "Eu vi um casal feliz naquele dia. Eles estavam do outro lado do rua, e eles parecem tão felizes e continuaram se abraçando e..." você encontrou uma maneira estranha de sentar na banheira, e ficar na frente dele, então você segura o rosto dele para olhar para você, o que aparentemente trouxe ele de volta "e eu fiquei com medo de você querer algo assim... Algo que eu não posso te dar..."

"Chanie" você tentou falar, mas ele te interrompe "e sinceramente achei que era melhor..."

"Não se atreva a terminar essa frase!" Você quase grita na cara dele. Chan era realmente vulnerável, e você o respeitava por isso, sabendo o quanto é difícil para ele, até hoje, ser mais aberto com você, e então você também sabia que não deveria ficar repetindo clichês, "Chanie, você pode prometer uma coisa para mim?" Seus olhos estavam curiosos sobre você "sempre que você se sentir inseguro sobre nós, por qualquer coisa, me diga. Então podemos treinar ok?"

"Isso é muito brilhante meu amor" Chan sorri, te beijando "você vai fazer o mesmo?" Vocês dois voltaram para sua posição

"Claro, como você sabe" você começa a senti-lo deixando beijos aleatórios em você "às vezes eu acho que você vai me deixar por um dos seus ex, ou alguém que conhece melhor o seu estilo de vida"

Os dedos de Chan agarraram seu queixo, fazendo você olhar para ele "bem, eles tentam entrar em mim, mas é com você que eu pretendo me casar, meu amor".

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bangchansdirty-slut · 3 months

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do you take writing requests? if so would you write something with a FTM reader who hasn't had any surgeries?

Paring: Bangchan x FTM reader

Genre: Fluff

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Hey! I'm sorry for the delay, but I just wanted to ensure that this trans reader fic was the best it could be. Also, my requests are open!

Chris had been dating Y/n for a couple of months now. They were still in the honeymoon phase of their relationship, and things were going surprisingly well. Chris, who was completely oblivious to Y/n's trans identity, thought he had found the man of his dreams. Little did he know that he was about to have the most unforgettable night of his life.

As the hours passed, they ate dinner and watched TV, growing increasingly comfortable in each other's company. Eventually, Chris, who was exhausted from a long day himself, decided that it would be best if Y/n stayed over, knowing that it would be late by the time Y/n got home.

Y/n was hesitant to spend the night at Chris's house. He didn't want Chris to find out about his trans status, as he was afraid of being judged or rejected. But after a long day of work, and with Chris's insistence, he finally agreed to stay over.

They continued to watch TV, cuddling on the couch. It wasn't long before Chris began to feel tired himself, and he suggested that Y/n might be more comfortable sleeping in his room. Y/n, who was already feeling quite comfortable and safe with Chris, agreed.

As they headed to the bedroom, Chris couldn't help but notice how big some of his clothes were. He offered Y/n one of his oversized hoodies and a pair of boxers, which were both easily large enough to fit Y/n's slender frame. They climbed into bed, and after a few moments of fidgeting, Chris fell asleep almost instantly.

Y/n, however, found it difficult to relax. He had been used to sleeping in his own bed, and the unfamiliar surroundings made him feel self-conscious. He shifted uncomfortably in the bed, trying to find a position that would allow him to sleep peacefully. As he lay there, he debated whether or not to take off the clothes Chris had given him and put his own binder back on.

Eventually, he decided that it was best to put it off until later. He didn't want to risk waking Chris up. Instead, he tried to focus on the warmth of Chris's body pressed against his back and the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest. Slowly, Y/n began to drift off to sleep.

It was during one of these moments of semi-consciousness that Y/n felt something brush against his chest. He froze, unsure of what was happening. When he finally opened his eyes, he saw Chris's hands resting on his chest, cupping his breasts. Y/n was horrified and tried to push Chris away, but his strength was sapped by sleep. He covered his chest with his arms, trying to hide his feminine features from Chris.

Chris looked confused and apologetic. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" he mumbled, his voice still thick with sleep. He pulled his hands away, and Y/n could feel the heat in his cheeks as he tried to compose himself.

"It's okay," Y/n said, trying to sound more convincing than he felt. "It's just… a bit weird, that's all." He forced a small smile, hoping to reassure Chris that everything was okay.

Chris looked at Y/n for a moment, his expression a mixture of confusion and concern. "Chris," Y/n said hesitantly, "I need to tell you something. Something important."

Y/n felt a chill run down his spine. He knew what was coming. He braced himself for the worst, but he couldn't bring himself to look Chris in the eye.

"I'm trans," Y/n said softly, barely able to admit it even now. "I was born a girl, but I've always identified as a man. I'm sorry if I didn't make that clear before." He waited for Chris's reaction, feeling his heart pounding in his chest.

There was a long silence. Y/n's eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, afraid to meet Chris's gaze. He could feel the weight of Chris's judgment pressing down on him. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Chris spoke.

"I… I don't understand," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Y/n winced. "I was scared," he admitted. "I didn't want you to think any differently of me. I was just trying to be myself, you know? And I thought… maybe if I could just blend in, be invisible, then you wouldn't notice. But I was wrong."

Chris was silent for a moment, as if he were trying to process the information. Y/n could feel his heart pounding in his chest, the tension in the air palpable. "You don't have to explain yourself," Chris finally said. "I mean… I might not understand everything, but I'm not going to judge you."

Y/n felt a mixture of relief and trepidation at Chris's words. He knew that Chris was trying to be understanding, but he couldn't help but feel like he'd be disappointed or disgusted. "I'm sorry if I misled you," he said, his voice still shaky. "I just wanted to be your boyfriend, and I didn't want to ruin that."

Chris shifted in the bed, pulling Y/n closer. "You could never ruin that," he said, his voice firm and reassuring. "I care about you, Y/n, and that's not going to change. I may not know everything about what it means to be trans, but I'm willing to learn. And if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you."

Y/n felt a lump form in his throat. It was everything he could've hoped for. Chris's understanding and acceptance meant more to him than he could ever express. He let out a shaky breath, taking in Chris's words and the warmth of his embrace. "Thank you," he managed to whisper. "Thank you so much."

They lay there in silence for a while, wrapped up in each other's arms. Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He knew that there would still be challenges ahead, but he wasn't alone. He had Chris by his side.

As the morning light began to filter through the curtains, Y/n found the courage to turn his head and look at Chris. His eyes were still closed, but there was a softness to his features that Y/n hadn't noticed before. He studied Chris's face, taking in the familiar lines and contours that had always drawn him in. It was then that Y/n realized how much he truly loved Chris.

"I love you, Chris," he whispered, his voice barely audible. He could feel the butterflies in his stomach as he waited for Chris to respond. After a moment, Chris opened his eyes and looked at Y/n, a smile spreading across his face.

"I love you too, Y/n," he replied, his voice gentle and sincere. "You have no idea how much." And with that, they kissed. It was a tender, loving kiss that felt like the beginning of something new. Something beautiful.

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f3lix00 · 1 year

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Miss you ♡

MasterList

Chan x reader

genre: fluff, smut

Warnings: mentions of smut, masturbation (m&f), swearing

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You wake up, feeling the wet patch between your legs.

The context is; you’re having wet dreams since Chan has been away for almost two month on tour.

But you can’t help missing him. He is your boyfriend, and it’s normal to have wet dreams right? But maybe not in the amount you’re having. You washed 3 pairs of sweatpants since Monday - it’s currently Wednesday - oh and yeah you could just masturbate right? Yes, you could, but it doesn’t help. You need him. You need Chan. Yesterday you had five orgasms, but it still didn’t help your need for him.

You let out a sigh and turn to your back, spreading out your arms and feeling the empty space beside you.

You reach to your phone on the table beside your bed. 09.00 am? What time is that in LA? Like- 4 pm? You think, and decide to take the chance to call Chan.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

“Hi baby! Did you sleep well?”

“Hi Channie, yeah I slept well-“

“Are you alright- hold on let me switch to FaceTime.”

Chan’s face pops up on the screen, barefaced, sitting on a couch with AirPods in.

“Gosh you’re so beautiful when you’re all sleepy,” he smiles. Felix pops in from the side with his adorable smile; “Hi y/n!” And you wave back to him.

“Did you eat yet?”

“No, I just woke up. I stayed up for way too long yesterday.”

“Then take a quiet day today. What were you doing?”

“Uh- am I on speaker?”

“No, what’s up?”

“I miss you a lot.”

“I miss you too love, but what’s bothering you?”

“I had five orgasms yesterday.”

“Five, really?”

“Yeah. I miss you so bad Chan. It doesn’t help, I need you.”

You hear muffled noice and Chan getting up from the couch. “Hold on a second baby.”

A door opens and closes, and Chan is back, laying on a bed. “Check in my sock drawer, at the back.” You look confused at Chan, but does as he says and puts your phone down on the bed.

You open the drawer and reach in for the back. Your hand finds a little bag and you grab it. You back to the bed, and crawl under the blanket again. You softly open the bag to find a- toy?

“Wh-“

“I bought it for you. I knew you would be all lonely when I wasn’t around. Try it out, yeah?”

“Now?”

“If you’re in the mood?”

“I’ve been since the day you left. Gosh, you better promise to fuck me when you get back.”

“You bet I am. I’m home soon, alright? Oh and put a towel on the bed, so you don’t have to change the sheets a million times.”

“Thank you Channie!” You give your camera a kiss, and Chan follows.

“Send me a video of it, yeah? You’re not the only one who needs company. God I miss you y/n.”

“Well- I can do it now if you want to see?”

“Hold on-“ Chan leaves the camera for a second, and you hear a click. Chan quickly arrives again. “Sorry baby, just had to lock the door.”

You place phone in front of you, against a pillow to make it stand. You stretch your arms over your head and yawn.

“Baby, if you are too tired, please wait.”

“No, no. I really need some kind of release. And with you watching-“ you pull your t-shirt with the text ‘Monday’ on, to reveal your bare breasts. You hear a low curse coming from Chan and you let out a chuckle. “Already so horny?”

“I’m horny? I can see the wet patch between your legs already.”

“I keep dreaming about you Channie.” You complain

“Oh really? What’re you dreaming?” Chan asks, and you squeeze your boobs. “Just where and how your fucking me. The bed, your desk, the shower, the couch, the studio-“

“The studio? That’s a new one. Something you wanna recreate when I’m back home with you, baby?”

“Fuck. Hell yeah.” You moan and tease your nipples with your fingers. You lay back and pull off your sweatpants to reveal your, already soaking, black laced panties.

“Fuck- porn could never live up to you baby.” Chan curses underneath his breath. You gasp: “Bahng Christopher Chan! You watch porn?” You tease.

“What do you want me to jerk off to? Air? I only think about you baby, I hope you know that.”

“I was only joking Chan,”

“I know. Just making sure you know.”

“So romantic.” You trace a hand down your stomach till you reach your panties. You play with the hem and slides a hand inside. You tease your folds and clit a little. Low curses and groans are still heard from Chan, and you reach out for the bag. You pull out the vibrator and remove your underwear, with your pussy on full display for your phone and Chan. You find the button, and it starts slowly shaking.

You gently press I against your clit. The vibrations making you shiver and let out a pornographic moan. You squeeze your inner thigh with your hand, carving your nails into your skin, definitely leaving a mark for Chan later to suck on and tease. You enter a finger into your core, clenching around it. “Shit baby-“ Chan curse.

“Yeah? - crap - you like it?” You pant, showing another finger in yourself.

“Like it? Fuck yes. The second I’m done with this last concert, and back in Korea, I’m gonna fuck you right where you want baby. Anywhere- everywhere…”

You accidentally turn up the speed on the vibrator and you almost scream: “FUCK, CHAN!” Continued by a series of moans.

“Channie- c-coming-“

At this point it’s only moans and groans coming from Chan’s side. The pitch in his voice is higher, letting you know that he is close as well.

“Fuck me Chan-“ you moan as you release all over you finger and throw your head back. Your arms go numb and your mind can’t focus on moving the vibrator. You don’t notice it being there, until you slowly get overstimulated.

You turn off the vibrator in an instinct. “Fuck baby. I can’t wait to come back.”

“I miss you so bad Channie, but this-“ you giggle “this helped so much. I can feel it already.”

“Make sure to get some rest now, yeah? Glad to help you baby. I’ll call after the concert alright?”

“Yeah, bye love!”

“Bye baby, love you.”

“Love you.”

You clean the plate you ate your microwave-meal off and jump under the sheets. Tomorrow. He will be home tomorrow.

You try to turn in your sleep but feel something stop you. The heat, smell, feeling of a body. His body.

“Channie..?” You mumble, unable to open your eyes.

“Hello darling.”

“What’re- you doing home?”

“A storm was heading towards LA, so we had to leave sooner than planned.” He gives you a kiss on the forehead.

You manage to open your eyes, to look into his, softly. “I missed you.” Your eyes start to tear up and you bury your head in his chest, to move even closer to him.

“I missed you too, love. I’m glad to finally be home with you. I love you.”

“I love you too, Chan,” you move a little in the bed “closer.” You mumble. Chan chuckles. “I’m not sure that’s possible darling.” His hand moves to your head to lightly massage your scalp. You open your eyes again and stare into his for a few seconds, before leaning in to a kiss. Your lips melt together. His lips are made for yours and yours for his. “Please don’t leave again.”

“You know I can’t promise that,”

“Then take me with you.”

“We’ll see at that time alright? You need to sleep now.”

You mumble something neither of you understood and are soon in dreamland again. Normal dreams.

You wake up to the same feeling. The body pressed against yours, the smell of home, the sound of his breathing. You nuzzle up against his chest and that seems like it woke him.

A groan escapes from Chan's lips. "Goodmorning love," he says with sleepy eyes, a low voice and a sloppy smile. "Hungry?"

"You need to rest, Chan. Don't you have jetlag?"

"You can't be hungry just because I have jetlag?"

"I'll go make some eggs or something. Just rest alright?" You get out of the bed and walk towards the door.

"I have work in the studio." you can hear his smirk in his voice.

"No. Try for once not to work on your day off, please?"

"That's not what I'm talking about. I have work with you."

You turn around, confused.

Oh.

You remember your dream, and freeze in embarrasment. Having a very handsome - and most likely also a very horny - man in your bed. No not just any man. The man you love with your whole life, and you haven't seen in a few months. You standing there in nothing but underwear and a t-shirt of his.

"Well- you'll need the energy then. Relax, and I'll make some breakfast."

"You're so hot, y/n"

"I know."

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