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changsbin · 1 year

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synopsis: the blankets envelop your tangled limbs in a hug that almost rivals the warmth emanating from chan’s body, and your boy needs a not so quiet reminder of how much you care about him. warnings: mentions of self-image issues, but again—mostly cavity inducing fluff! word count: 1.1k a/n: second installment of the crossing out xmas event (the first snowfall is such a happy occasion :’’’’)) )! this is also loosely centered around some of the comments concerning chan lately n i just feel like i needed to word vomit abt how beautiful he rly is. i would give anything in the world to actually make him understand how much we care abt him <3

[10:02AM] chan is weightless as he tries to resist opening his eyes to the sunlight streaming through the blinds; the golden rays fall across the expanse of his bare face, casting shadows that seem to dance on his dewy, morning skin. he can feel the gentle brushes of your fingers drawing phantom shapes over the muscles of his back—trapezoid, square, diamond, heart—he names them to himself with an affectionate grin. chan melts at your touch, and he can’t help but indulge in the peaceful stillness you bring with you. warm breath smoothes over his shoulder blades as you press kisses into them, humming a small tune.

the vibrating sensation sends shivers down the length of chan’s spine as shuffles under the covers to face you. “that tickles, y’know?” he laughs, tracing his calloused palm up the length of your arm and coming to cup your cheek. chan receives no answer as you lean into him, opting to bask in the attention and silently asking for more. your husband gladly obliges, gathering you in his hold and pulling you against his bare chest. chan murmurs into your hair, slightly messy from a restful night’s sleep, “good morning, darling.”

“mmh—g’morning, pretty baby.”

chan blinks, and his heart tightens like his ribs are collapsing in on it. his throat burns as he tries to will away the lump that has formed. a sudden chill crawls throughout the catacombs of his body before choosing to settle in the depths of his stomach. “no ... that’s—” chan coughs, trying to rid himself of the unpleasant bite of vitriol that threatens to bubble up, “you’re the pretty one here, [y/n] ... i’m just me.”

there’s a furrow in your brow as you pull away from him with a frown; placing two fingers on his sternum, you give it a firm push, and he sways a bit at the action you take. “well, just me,” you huff, tangling your legs with his, “your darling thinks that there’s most definitely enough room under the covers for two pretty people.” chan’s gaze flicks away, and he squirms a bit under your unwavering stare; he curls his fists under his pillow and bites his tongue to force up a dam to keep the tears from falling.

but, you see his lip quiver. for a moment, you lie in front of him in an amused stupor—the fact that your husband of almost three years still thinks he has to hide from you is astounding. you reach up, thumb rubbing the soft skin under the outer corner of his eye; it feels like velvet against your finger, and you find yourself smiling. “chan,” you murmur, moving to ghost your lips over his neck, “you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever met—inside and out.”

a lingering kiss is left on his jaw, “i don’t think i’ll ever forget the way your eyes sparkle when we go out late at night to look at the stars—they glow, did you know that? they glow just like the moon ... a gentle light that i could stare at forever. and, don’t even get me started on your smile—like, i bet you don’t even have the slightest idea of what it does to me. chan—my love, my pretty baby—every time i get the privilege of seeing your dimples, i am immediately giggling and kicking my feet ...”

he breathes out a chuckle through his nose, “okay, okay ... i get it—”

“no. i really don’t think you do, bang chan.” his breath hitches in his throat at the force you use when uttering his name, and the tears well up again. “i think you are gorgeous, yes, but the part of you that takes my breath away every other minute is your heart ... you have the kindest, most genuine soul i’ve ever encountered. remember that time—i think it was our third date—when that little girl couldn’t ice skate ... you helped her with no hesitation. you held her hand, and made her laugh when she fell ... that was the day i fell for you, too.”

chan sits up as he welcomes the salty rivulets that pour down his cheeks. he does remember that day; he remembers everything about it. chan recalls how he imagined that you would be mad after he had spent your whole date dragging a little girl while he skated backwards, but you weren’t. he remembers how beautiful you looked all bundled up, gliding by him and the girl with a warm, toothy beam that outshone the sun.

you sit up with him, arms stretching out to coax him into the crook of your neck. as you place tender pecks into the junction of his shoulder, you let his tears wet the fabric of your pajama shirt; it turns from a light sage to a deep, forest green in a matter of seconds. your nails scratch against his scalp as his breathing evens out. “feeling better?” you ask, and he nods into your body, “look, chan, you don’t always have to feel pretty. but, one—don’t fight me when i say that you are. and, two—please talk to me because i’m always willing to remind you of just how beautiful and sweet and charming you are.”

“thank you,” he mumbles, grinning at the newfound rules, “so, so much.”

squeezing his hand, you put it against your chest, making sure he can feel the beat of your heart under his palm. the gesture tells him that gratitude and thanks are unnecessary—irrelevant, even—because you know chan would do the same for you. looking away from him for the first time today, a radiant smile emanates from your features at the sight of the first snowfall of december. a cursory shudder flows from your toes to your fingers, and you turn back to find that he’s been gazing at you this whole time.

“it snowed,” you whisper in quiet wonder, seemingly afraid that if you spoke too loud, you might blow all of the delicate flakes away. chan hums, now exhausted from all the energy he just expended; he leans backwards before allowing gravity to take control, making him flop back onto his side of the bed. “chan, not even my favorite weather phenomenon can hold a candle to your beauty ... did you know that?”

he snorts while tugging on your wrist and pulling you back into his chest; his tears have dried into his skin, but he allows himself to forget about the feeling for now. his heart is overwhelmingly full, and he can’t mask the sheer joy that creeps into his being. chan teeters on the edge of sleep again, waiting for the final push to plunge himself into that same comforting void that he can always access when you’re next to him.

“you know i love you, yeah?” you murmur, breath feather-like against his collarbone.

push.

“always, darling.”

plunge.

#skz fluff #skz imagines #skz headcanons #chan fluff #bang chan fluff #skz x reader #chan #bang chan #stray kids chan #bang chan headcanons #bang chan scenarios #chan scenarios #chan headcanons #bang chan x reader #chan x reader #bang chan x y/n #chan x y/n #cass.writes: chan <3

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spookitapes · 8 months

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Now Playing [cass’s playlist]

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a compiled catalog of all the people i write for :)) you can send asks about any of them listed below !!

!! 18+ MINORS DNI !!

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chuckle sandwich

❧ jschlatt

❧ ted nivison

❧ charlie slimecicle

attack on titan

❧ eren jaeger

❧ levi ackerman

❧ connie springer

❧ armin arlert

❧ reiner braun

❧ yelena

❧ ymir

the last of us

❧ joel miller

❧ ellie williams

❧ tess servopoulos

call of duty

❧ john price

❧ simon riley

moonknight

❧ marc spector

❧ steven grant

❧ jake lockley

misc.

❧ oscar isaac

❧ pedro pascal

❧ javier peña

❧ hailee steinfeld

❧ olivia cooke

❧ emma d’arcy

❧ ari levison

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hanlimz · 11 months

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i’m just thinking about the way sunghoon’s cupids bow dips coupled with the way his lips curl up at the corners and how it makes him look so soft and sweet and welcoming. despite his shy and awkward appearance, he makes sure to introduce himself and ask for your name. other than that, hoon would remain quiet, until one day, a few months into class when you crack a stupid dad joke, and he bursts into a fit of giggles, subsequently having to remove himself from the room. for a mere moment, his eyes seemed to sparkle, and his face erupted into a glow you could only describe as ethereal. right then and there, you decided to commit the rest of your life to making him laugh because who in their right mind would ever want to live in a world without the sun?

#cass.writes: short n sweet <3 #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon fluff #ugh campus romance w hoon #hoon is the Ultimate Shy Guy like he is j so lovely #i feel like he’d be super sweet n kind of clueless j all the time #in my hoon era rn mwah <3 #(also pls don’t take this srsly i wrote it on my phone in -2 minutes 💔)

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cassanovancats · 3 years

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ways you show up in the MSBY 4’s life

Sakusa

you already know: those mini hand-sanitizers that attach to your backpack

imagine his black gym bag and a bright character holder for it <3

back in high-school, before you two got together, he kept just a travel sized bottle in the mesh pocket

now he has your favorite scent on his bag and you have his normal sanitizer on your’s

in public spaces, he can come up to you and act like the sanitizer is the reason for his relief

Hinata

every time he gets new volleyball shoes, he has you sign the sole

it’s a way to always have a piece of you on the court

jewelry has to be taken off, the uniforms are, well, uniform. but no one even notices the signature on the bottom of his shoes

even when he’s getting sent shoes for sponsorships, you have to write on them before they get used

Atsumu

carries literally everything for you

hair ties around his wrist, chapstick in his duffel, even taking your bag with no care if he has his own

he will use your things with no shame though

oh, you had snacks in your bag? his now

he calls it the boyfriend tax :/

Bokuto

you’re in literally all of his after-game interviews

the first few times, reporters would awkwardly be like “… and who is this?”

“my partner!! they’re my biggest supporter, i couldn’t have won without them!!”

when it becomes established, fans get worried when you’re not there

one time you couldn’t make a game for whatever reason, so you weren’t there for the interviews

bo’s social media was immediately spammed with concern over you

to the point he made a video with you later where you explained all was well

#cass.writes #gn!reader #hq x reader #hq headcanons #msby x you #hinata x reader #sakusa x reader #atsumu x reader #bokuto x reader

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