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sunshine.

words・5.5k /pairings・Chanbin x reader / genres・fluff, angst / warnings・ mentions of depression.

You've been friends with Chanbin from Stray Kids for quite a while now. Your paths crossed unexpectedly, intertwining your lives in a beautiful symphony of friendship and shared passion. You, a renowned photographer, capturing moments frozen in time, and him, a charismatic KPop idol, captivating hearts with his mesmerizing talent.

Through late-night conversations and spontaneous adventures, you discovered the beauty of friendship in its purest form - a bond forged in the crucible of shared experiences and unwavering trust. Whether it was exploring hidden gems in the city or simply basking in the quiet moments of companionship, you and Chanbin found refuge in each other's company, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of fame and recognition.

As the years passed and your careers soared to new heights, the foundation of your friendship remained unshakeable, a constant reminder of the power of connection in a world driven by superficiality. And as you stood side by side, gazing at the horizon of endless possibilities, you knew that no matter where life's journey took you, Chanbin would always be more than just a friend - he would be a beacon of light guiding you through the darkest of nights, a testament to the enduring power of friendship in the ever-changing landscape of fame and fortune.

*days full of laughter*

As you walk into the cozy café, the familiar sight of Chanbin greets you with a warm smile. He waves you over to the corner booth, where he's already seated, a cup of steaming coffee in hand.

"Hey, [Your Name], So glad you could make it," Chanbin exclaims, his eyes lighting up with genuine excitement.

"Hi, Chanbin! Wouldn't miss it for the world," you reply, sliding into the seat opposite him.

The air fills with laughter as memories flood back, reminding you of all the times Chanbin was there for you through thick and thin.

"So, what's new with you?" Chanbin asks, leaning in with genuine interest.

You chuckle, knowing there's always something interesting to share when Chanbin's around. "Oh, you know, the usual. Just wrapped up a big photoshoot downtown. It was intense, but we got some incredible shots."

Chanbin's eyes widen with curiosity. "I bet! Your work is always top-notch. Any sneak peeks you can show me?"

You reach for your phone, scrolling through the gallery until you find the perfect shot. "Here you go! Check this out. I managed to capture the essence of the city at sunset. It's like magic."

Chanbin's expression lights up as he studies the photo, nodding in approval. "Wow, that's amazing! You've really outdone yourself this time."

The conversation flows effortlessly as you reminisce about past adventures and shared experiences. Each anecdote brings a wave of laughter, filling the air with an infectious energy that's impossible to resist.

Suddenly, Chanbin's phone buzzes with a notification, and he lets out a laugh as he reads the message. "Oh man, you won't believe what just happened. Remember that time we got lost trying to find that hidden karaoke bar?"

You burst into laughter, the memory flooding back in vivid detail. "How could I forget? We wandered around for hours, only to end up singing our hearts out in that tiny little room."

Chanbin grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Good times, Sunshine. Good times."

As the afternoon stretches into evening, you realize just how lucky you are to have Chanbin by your side. Through the laughter and the tears, the highs and the lows, he's always been there for you, a constant source of joy and inspiration.

And as you raise your glasses in a toast to friendship, you know that no matter what the future holds, Chanbin will always be more than just a friend – he'll be family.

*days where he felt overwhelmed*

As you open the door to your house, you're met with the sight of Chanbin standing on your doorstep, his shoulders slumped and his expression weary. You can see the weight of his hectic schedule written across his face, and it breaks your heart to see him so overwhelmed.

"Hey, Binnie," you say softly, stepping aside to let him in. "Come on in. I'm glad you're here."

Chanbin offers a tired smile as he steps into the warmth of your home. "Thanks, Sunshine. Sorry for showing up unannounced. I just needed to get away from everything for a bit."

You shake your head, understanding flooding your heart. "No need to apologize. You're always welcome here. Let's get you settled."

As you lead Chanbin to the living room, you can see the tension slowly melting away from his features. He sinks into the couch with a grateful sigh, his exhaustion evident in every line of his body.

"So, how's everything going?" you ask gently, taking a seat beside him.

Chanbin lets out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Honestly, it's been crazy. Between rehearsals, interviews, and all the other stuff going on, I feel like I'm drowning in my own schedule."

Your heart goes out to him, knowing how hard he works to pursue his passion. "I can't even imagine. But hey, you're not alone in this. I'm here for you, okay?"

Chanbin's eyes meet yours, gratitude shining in their depths. "Thanks, Sunshine. I really appreciate it."

Determined to lighten the mood, you rack your brain for something to lift Chanbin's spirits. Suddenly, an idea strikes you.

"How about we forget about schedules and responsibilities for a while?" you suggest, a spark of excitement igniting within you. "Let's order some takeout, binge-watch your favorite K-drama, and just relax."

A hint of a smile tugs at the corners of Chanbin's lips. "That sounds amazing, actually. I could definitely use a break."

Together, you order food and settle in for a cozy evening of laughter and relaxation. As the hours pass, the weight of Chanbin's worries seems to fade away, replaced by the simple joy of being in the moment with a friend.

As you bid Chanbin goodbye later that evening, you can see a lightness in his step that wasn't there before. And as you watch him disappear into the night, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you'll always be there to support him, one Netflix binge at a time.

*days with subtle confessions*

As you and Chanbin sit on the bench, the evening breeze carries a sense of calmness, wrapping around you like a comforting embrace. The sun's golden rays cast a warm glow over the serene lake, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink.

"You know, moments like these make all the chaos in the world seem insignificant," Chanbin muses, his gaze fixed on the tranquil waters.

You nod in agreement, feeling a surge of gratitude for the simplicity of the moment. "Absolutely. It's moments like these that remind us of what truly matters."

There's a pause in the conversation, a fleeting moment of silence that speaks volumes. In the stillness of the evening, you feel a tug at your heartstrings, an unspoken connection that binds you to Chanbin in ways words could never express.

As you watch the sun dip lower on the horizon, casting long shadows across the landscape, Chanbin turns to you, his eyes reflecting the fading light.

"[Your name], I've always felt... at ease when I'm with you," he says softly, his words carrying a weight that lingers in the air.

You meet his gaze, feeling a rush of emotions welling up inside you. In that moment, it's as if time stands still, suspended in the space between heartbeats.

"I know what you mean." you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. "Being with you... it just feels right."

A gentle smile spreads across Chanbin's face, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that exists between you. In the quiet intimacy of the evening, your unspoken confession hangs in the air, unnoticed by the world around you but felt deeply in the depths of your souls.

And as you sit together, basking in the fading light of the day, you know that some truths are best left unsaid, hidden in the subtle nuances of a shared moment that speaks volumes without uttering a single word.

*days where you would give in his wishes*

Chanbin bursts into your living room with an exuberant grin, a gym bag slung over his shoulder. "Hey there, Sunshine! Ready for a workout?"

You stare at him in disbelief, your mind still groggy from the early hour. "Chanbin, are you serious? It's 8 a.m."

He waves off your protests with a playful smirk. "Come on! It'll be fun, I promise. Plus, it's a great way to start the day."

You sigh, knowing there's no arguing with Chanbin when he's set his mind to something. "Fine, but only because you're so persistent."

With a triumphant grin, Chanbin leads the way out the door, his energy infectious even in the early hours of the morning.

As you step into the gym, the sound of weights clanging and music blaring assaults your senses. Chanbin seems right at home, chatting with the regulars and setting up equipment with practiced ease.

You hang back, feeling out of place amidst the sea of toned bodies and bustling activity. But as you watch Chanbin move with grace and determination, a warmth fills your heart.

"Come here, [Your name]. Let's start with some light stretching," Chanbin calls out, beckoning you over to join him.

Reluctantly, you follow his lead, the movements feeling awkward and unfamiliar at first. But as Chanbin guides you through the exercises, his touch gentle and reassuring, you begin to relax into the rhythm of the workout.

With each stretch and lift, you feel your muscles awaken, a sense of strength and vitality coursing through your veins. And as you steal glances at Chanbin, his determination and passion evident in every movement, you realize something surprising.

You're actually enjoying yourself.

As the workout comes to an end, you're surprised to find yourself feeling invigorated and alive, the rush of endorphins leaving you buzzing with energy.

"See? I told you it would be fun," Chanbin says, his smile wide and infectious.

You can't help but return his grin, feeling a sense of gratitude for his unwavering enthusiasm and encouragement.

"Thanks, Binnie. I needed that more than I realized," you admit, your voice filled with sincerity.

Chanbin's smile softens, a warmth in his eyes that speaks volumes. "Anytime, Sunshine. You know I'll always be here to drag you to the gym kicking and screaming if I have to."

As you and Chanbin head home, the sun rising in the sky and the world coming alive around you, you can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected moments of joy and connection that he brings into your life.

*days like shit that end up good*

You trudge through the door, the weight of the day's failures heavy on your shoulders. The failed photoshoot, the malfunctioning camera, and the lingering feeling of inadequacy weigh on your mind like a suffocating blanket.

Just as you're about to sink onto the couch, you freeze in your tracks. There, in the dimly lit room, stands Chanbin, a small cake adorned with flickering candles in his hands.

"Surprise!" he exclaims, his voice filled with genuine excitement.

You blink in disbelief, your tired mind struggling to process the unexpected sight before you. "Chanbin, what... what's all this?"

Chanbin's smile widens, his eyes alight with mischief. "Well, I know you're not a big fan of birthdays, but I couldn't let the day pass without doing something special for you."

Your heart swells with gratitude, a warm feeling spreading through your chest despite the heaviness of the day. "Chanbin, I... I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, [Your name]. Just blow out the candles and make a wish," Chanbin urges, his voice gentle yet firm.

Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and make a silent wish, your heart whispering words of hope and renewal.

As you blow out the candles, Chanbin begins to sing, his voice filling the room with warmth and melody. The familiar tune of "Happy Birthday" washes over you like a soothing balm, easing the tension that has gripped your soul all day.

When he finishes singing, you open your eyes to find Chanbin's gaze fixed on you, his expression filled with a mixture of tenderness and affection.

"Thank you, Chanbin. This... this means more to me than you'll ever know," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Chanbin smiles, a softness in his eyes that speaks volumes. "Anytime, Sunshine. I know today wasn't the best, but I wanted to remind you that even on your worst days, you're loved and cherished."

Touched by his words, you feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. In that moment, surrounded by flickering candlelight and the gentle hum of friendship, you realize that even in the darkest of times, there are rays of light to guide you home.

As you and Chanbin share the cake, laughter and warmth filling the room, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you'll always have a friend who's willing to go the extra mile to make your world a little brighter.

*days when he would accept any thing you had in mind*

You pull out your phone, your fingers trembling slightly with anticipation as you dial Chanbin's number. After a few rings, he picks up, his voice warm and familiar on the other end of the line.

"Hey, Sunshine! What's up?" Chanbin greets you, his tone filled with genuine curiosity.

"Hey, Binnie! I have an idea I want to run by you," you reply, your excitement bubbling over despite your attempt to sound casual.

"Sure, shoot! What's on your mind?" Chanbin asks, his interest piqued.

"I was thinking... how about we do a photoshoot together?" you suggest, your voice tinged with excitement.

Chanbin's silence on the other end of the line is palpable, and for a moment, you worry that you've overstepped.

"A photoshoot? Like, in a studio?" Chanbin finally responds, his tone laced with curiosity.

You shake your head, even though he can't see you. "No, nothing like that. I was thinking more along the lines of capturing everyday moments, you know? Just you being you, doing normal things."

There's a pause as Chanbin considers your proposal, and for a moment, you hold your breath, waiting for his response.

"Oh, I love that idea," Chanbin says, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "It sounds like a refreshing change from the usual studio shoots."

Relief floods through you, a smile spreading across your face at his enthusiastic response. "Awesome! I was hoping you'd be up for it. When do you think you'll be free?"

Chanbin checks his schedule, the sound of shuffling papers faintly audible over the phone. "How about this weekend? I'm pretty free then. We can pick a few locations around the city and just go with the flow."

"Sounds perfect," you agree, your excitement building with each passing moment. "I can't wait to capture some amazing shots of you, Binnie."

"Likewise, Sunshine. It's gonna be a blast," Chanbin replies, his voice filled with anticipation.

*days where you had to be strong for him*

You find Chanbin sitting on the couch, his phone clutched tightly in his hand, his expression a mixture of frustration and sadness. As you approach him, you can see the tension radiating off him in waves.

"Hey, Binnie, what's going on?" you ask gently, taking a seat beside him.

Chanbin lets out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping with the weight of the world. "It's these hate comments, Sunshine. They just... they get to me sometimes."

Your heart sinks at the pain evident in his voice. You reach out, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Binnie. I know how hurtful those can be."

Chanbin shakes his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. "I try not to let them get to me, but sometimes... it's like they're impossible to ignore. They make me doubt myself, doubt my worth as an artist."

You squeeze his arm gently, offering a silent gesture of support. "You're not alone. We all have moments of doubt. But remember, those comments don't define you. You're talented, passionate, and loved by so many."

Chanbin meets your gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and pain. "Thanks, Sunshine. I needed to hear that."

As the evening wears on, Chanbin's frustration boils over, his voice tinged with anger and indignation. "Why do people have to be so cruel? What gives them the right to tear someone down like that?"

You listen quietly, letting him vent his frustrations, knowing that sometimes the best way to heal is to let the pain out.

But as the minutes pass, Chanbin's anger gives way to a profound sense of sadness, his voice trembling with emotion. "I just... I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this. It feels like no matter how hard I try, there's always someone out there ready to knock me down."

Your heart breaks for him, seeing the vulnerability in his eyes, the weight of the world pressing down on his shoulders.

"You're stronger than you know, Binnie," you say softly, your voice filled with conviction. "You've overcome so much already, and you'll continue to rise above the hate. You're not alone in this, remember that."

Chanbin leans into your embrace, his body trembling with the weight of his emotions. "Thank you, Sunshine. I don't know what I'd do without you."

You hold him close, feeling the warmth of his presence, the strength of your bond. In that moment, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you'll face them together, hand in hand, heart to heart. And in that simple truth, you find solace, hope, and the unwavering power of love.

*and days like today where he was your rock*

Dark clouds loomed overhead, mirroring the tumultuous storm raging within you. The weight of depression pressed down on your shoulders, suffocating you with its relentless grip. Each breath felt like a struggle, each moment a battle against the darkness threatening to consume you whole.

Your phone rang, piercing through the silence of your desolate room. With trembling hands, you answered, only to hear the worried voice of Chanbin on the other end. His concern was palpable, their words a lifeline in the sea of despair.

“[Your name], I'm worried about you. We know things have been tough lately," He says, voice laced with genuine concern.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you struggled to find the words to respond. The weight of their worry only served to deepen the chasm of loneliness swallowing you whole.

But then, amidst the darkness, his voice cut through the despair like a beacon of light. "Hey, I'm coming over."

Chanbin. The mere mention of his name stirred something within you, a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair. You knew he was the one person who could understand, who could offer solace in your darkest hour.

As you waited, the rain began to fall in torrents, a relentless deluge that mirrored the storm raging within your soul. Each drop felt like a reminder of the tears you couldn't shed, the pain you couldn't escape.

The relentless drumming of rain against the windowpane echoed the tumultuous rhythm of your own heart. Each drop seemed to carry the weight of your sorrows, a relentless downpour of emotion cascading down upon you.

An inexplicable urge tugged at your soul, drawing you toward the terrace like a moth to a flame. With each step, the sound of rain grew louder, drowning out the cacophony of thoughts swirling within your mind.

Stepping out into the deluge, you were greeted by a torrential downpour that enveloped you in its embrace. Raindrops cascaded down your skin, mingling with the tears that streamed down your cheeks, until you could no longer distinguish between the two.

And as the storm raged on, you stood tall upon the terrace, a solitary figure amidst the chaos, finding solace in the simple act of surrendering to the rain. In its gentle embrace, you found peace, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness, and the courage to face the dawn of a new day.

Heart pounding with dread, Chanbin dashed through the house, calling out your name in a frantic voice that echoed off the walls. Panic seized him as he realized you were nowhere to be found.

With trembling hands, he reached for his phone, fingers fumbling as he dialed your number. But the line remained eerily silent, your voice absent in the darkness.

His mind raced with fear and uncertainty as he bolted toward the terrace, each step heavy with dread. As he pushed open the door, his heart lurched at the sight before him.

There you stood, a solitary figure in the midst of the downpour, your nightgown clinging to your form, your hair plastered to your skin. The rain cascaded down your face, mingling with tears he could scarcely see in the dim light.

"[Your name]!" he called out, his voice cracking with emotion. But you remained motionless, lost in the storm raging within your soul.

With a surge of determination, Chanbin rushed to your side, his heart pounding with fear and relief. "Hey. Sunshine, it's me. Please, look at me."

He reached out, his hand trembling as he gently turned you toward him, searching your eyes for a glimmer of recognition amidst the turmoil.

For a moment, there was only the sound of rain, the weight of unspoken fears hanging heavy in the air. But then, as if awakening from a trance, you met his gaze, your eyes filled with a mixture of pain and relief.

"Chanbin," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper. "I... I'm sorry."

He enveloped you in his embrace, the warmth of his presence a lifeline in the darkness. "Don't be sorry, Sunshine. I was just so scared. I thought I had lost you."

Tears mingled with rain as you clung to each other, the storm raging around you a testament to the depths of your shared pain and the strength of your bond.

In the embrace of the storm, Chanbin held you close, his arms a shelter against the torrential rain that poured down around you. With each droplet that soaked through his clothes, he could care less about the discomfort, for you were more important than the heavy downpour.

Time seemed to stand still as you stood together, the world around you fading into insignificance as you clung to each other amidst the chaos. In that moment, it was as if the universe had conspired to bring you together, to offer solace in the midst of turmoil.

In the silence between heartbeats, there was an unspoken understanding, a shared recognition of the depths of your bond. Words were unnecessary in the language of the soul, for in that moment, everything you needed to say was conveyed in the warmth of your embrace.

As Chanbin gazed into your eyes, his own reflecting a mixture of fear and devotion, you felt the weight of his emotions wash over you like a tidal wave. In that moment, amidst the relentless downpour, you could sense his fear of losing you, his Sunshine, his beacon of light in the darkest of storms.

You reached out, gently brushing away the tears mingling with raindrops on his cheeks, your touch a silent reassurance of your presence by his side. Despite the turmoil raging within him, you could see the unwavering determination in his eyes, a testament to the depth of his love and his resolve to never let you slip away.

With gentle ease, Chanbin scooped you up bridal style, his strength a comforting anchor amidst the turmoil of emotions. As he carried you inside, his movements were fluid, his determination unwavering in his quest to ease your burdens.

Setting you down gently in the bathroom, he gazed into your eyes, his own filled with tenderness and concern. With a tender touch, he brushed a stray strand of wet hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear with a gentle reverence.

Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips a whisper of warmth against your skin. In that moment, you felt a sense of calm wash over you, a quiet reassurance in the depths of his affection.

Turning his attention to the task at hand, Chanbin set about preparing a warm bath for you, his movements deliberate and methodical.

As the water filled the tub, steam rising in tendrils to envelop the room, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for Chanbin's unwavering presence in your life.

As Chanbin finished preparing the bath, he turned to you, ready to give you space, but you caught his shirt sleeve, halting his movement. His gaze softened as he met your eyes, sensing the depth of your need in that moment.

You took a deep breath, the weight of your emotions heavy in the air, and asked him in a voice barely above a whisper if he could stay with you. The vulnerability in your eyes spoke volumes, and Chanbin's heart swelled with a mixture of tenderness and resolve.

Without a word, he nodded, his expression filled with understanding and compassion. In that moment, he knew that you didn't need grand gestures or empty promises. All you needed was his presence, his unwavering support in the face of uncertainty and pain.

As you both stepped into the bathtub fully clothed, the water enveloping you in its warmth, Chanbin made you sit with your back resting agaist his chest. His hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a silent promise of solidarity and strength.

As the minutes stretched into eternity, you leaned into Chanbin's embrace, finding solace in the warmth of his touch. In his arms, you felt safe, cherished, and understood. And as you closed your eyes, allowing the weight of the world to melt away, you knew that with Chanbin by your side, you could weather any storm that came your way.

Once you were both clean and warm, Chanbin helped you out of the bath, his clothes and yours dripping with water. With a gentle touch, he wrapped a towel around you, the fabric warm and soft against your skin.

As he handed you another towel, his eyes filled with a quiet understanding, he turned away, giving you the privacy you needed to change into a clean and dry nightgown. His respect for your boundaries was a testament to the depth of his care, a reminder that he would always be there to support you, even in the smallest of gestures.

With trembling hands, you dried yourself off, the weight of the day still heavy on your shoulders. But as you slipped into the clean nightgown, the fabric soft against your skin, you felt a sense of renewal wash over you, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness.

As Chanbin dried himself off and shed his wet clothes, he glanced around the bathroom, his eyes landing on your dresser where he knew you kept his emergency drawer full of clothes. With a knowing smile, he made his way to the drawer, pulling it open to reveal an array of his own garments neatly folded inside.

Among the familiar shirts and sweaters, he found a comfortable set of clothes, a reminder of the special bond you shared. With a sense of gratitude, he slipped into the dry attire, the fabric warm and comforting against his skin.

As he dressed, he couldn't help but marvel at the depth of your friendship, the way you had opened your home and your heart to him without hesitation. In moments like these, he felt a profound sense of belonging, a reassurance that no matter where life took him, he would always have a place by your side.

With a renewed sense of purpose, he stepped out of the bathroom, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that with you by his side, he could weather any storm that came his way. And as he made his way back to your side, his heart filled with love and appreciation for the unwavering support you had always shown him.

As you both settled into the comforting embrace of your bed, Chanbin's arms enveloped you in a warmth that chased away the shadows of doubt and fear. Nestled against his chest, you felt a sense of security wash over you.

In the quiet intimacy of the moment, you found the courage to speak the words that had been weighing heavy on your heart, the truths that had remained unspoken for far too long.

"Chanbin," you began, your voice soft yet filled with conviction, "there's something I need to tell you."

He listened attentively, his heart open to whatever you needed to share. His fingers traced gentle patterns along your back, a silent reassurance of his unwavering support.

"I.. I've been struggling," you admitted, your voice trembling with vulnerability. "With the weight of expectations, with the fear of failure, with the uncertainty of what lies ahead."

Chanbin's embrace tightened, his silent affirmation a testament to the depth of his understanding. "You're not alone, my sunshine," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. "I'm here for you, always."

Tears welled in your eyes as you spoke of your fears and doubts, your hopes and dreams laid bare before him. In his arms, you found solace, a safe haven amidst the chaos of life's uncertainties.

"I don't know what the future holds," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. "But with you by my side, I know I can face whatever comes our way."

Chanbin's response was a tender kiss pressed to your forehead, a silent promise of his unwavering devotion. "Together, we'll weather the storms." he murmured, his voice filled with quiet determination. "Whatever lies ahead, we'll face it hand in hand, heart to heart."

In the quiet of the night, with the weight of the world pressing down on his shoulders, Chanbin poured his heart out to you. Despite the demands of his packed schedule, his thoughts always returned to you, his sunshine, the one who illuminated his darkest days and filled his life with warmth and joy.

With a vulnerability he rarely showed, Chanbin confessed the depth of his love for you, the fear that gripped his heart at the mere thought of losing you. Each word was a testament to the depth of his affection, a plea for understanding and acceptance in the face of uncertainty.

"[Your name]," he began, his voice tinged with emotion, "you mean more to me than words can express. Every moment we spend together is a gift, a treasure I hold close to my heart."

His confession poured forth like a river, each word carrying the weight of his love and devotion. He spoke of the moments you shared, the laughter and tears, the triumphs and challenges, all woven together into the tapestry of your shared journey.

"I can't imagine my life without you," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "You're the light that guides me through the darkness, the anchor that keeps me grounded in times of uncertainty."

As he spoke, his heart laid bare before you, Chanbin revealed the depth of his fears and insecurities, the uncertainty that gnawed at him when he thought of a future without you by his side.

As his confession drew to a close, Chanbin looked to you, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and apprehension. In that moment, he bared his soul to you, trusting that you would understand the depth of his love and the sincerity of his words.

In the tender space between confessions and emotions laid bare, you found your own heart echoing the sentiments Chanbin had expressed. Tears welled in your eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the weight and beauty of the moment.

As Chanbin's words lingered in the air, your heart swelled with a mix of emotions – love, understanding, and a profound sense of connection. You were already crying, the depth of his vulnerability striking a chord within you.

In that delicate moment, as he shared his fears, hopes and love, you slowly reached out for him, your touch a gentle affirmation of your own feelings. His lips met yours in a sweet, lingering kiss, a silent exchange of emotions that needed no words.

Breaking the kiss, you whispered sweet nothings, your voice a soothing melody in the quiet of the night. "Chanbin, I feel it too," you murmured, your words a promise of your shared journey ahead.

In the soft glow of the room, amidst tears and tender kisses, you found solace in the embrace of a love that transcended fears and uncertainties. Hand in hand, heart to heart, you and Chanbin embarked on the next chapter of your intertwined story, a narrative shaped by the profound connection you shared. And as you lay there, entwined in each other's arms, you knew that no matter what challenges awaited, your love would be the anchor that steadied you through the storms of life.

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Favourite boy {Minho x Jisung}

Contents: Minsung Hogwarts story. Leeknow Slytherin, Jisung Hufflepuff. Established relationship. 2.1K words.

It was no secret that Minho didn't really like other people. It was no secret either that he despised Hyunjin. People found it comedic, really. Slytherin seeker, Gryffindor seeker, there is bound to be beef. It was even more comedic to see the two fighting in the hallways. Well, fighting was a big word. It was more about Hyunjin stalking after Minho through the corridors and screaming after them. Today, was one of those days.

It was a day before the match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, and Hyunjin's nerves were getting to him. Even though Chan reminded Hyunjin multiple times that he shouldn't start fighting with Minho, this didn't help.

'Come on, Minho, what the hell?!' Minho picked on the salad in front of him, rolling his eyes at the taller Gryffindor. 'It is a big deal! Gryffindor is supposed to win! We will be behind so bad if we lose!'

'And so will we, Hyunjin.' Minho scoffed. 'I'm not going to let you win. If I take the snitch first, I take the snitch first, if you take the snitch first, you take it first. It's as easy as that.' He gave Hyunjin a mocking smile. 'Now quit it. You try this every year.' Minho looked back at his plate as Hyunjin pulled his bright red hair harshly.

'Minho, everyone is counting on me!'

'We are both seekers, darling. I know everything about it.' Minho took a bite of his salad. 'Sit down, you're making me nervous.' Hyunjin fell down on his seat, running a hand through his hair. The frown on his face told Minho that he was thinking deeply. Minho glanced around, lots of people had been staring at them. It was weird enough for a Gryffindor to join the Slytherin table, only to argue with one of them. Minho caught Seungmin and Jeongin walking toward them, Seungmin with his nose buried in a book and Jeongin basically guiding him so he wouldn't fall down. Jeongin frowned at the sight of Hyunjin, glancing with a "what the hell is he doing here?" expression at me. I simply shrugged.

'Hello hyung!' Seungmin smiled as he sat down next to Jeongin, looking up from his book. 'How did your Transfigurations test go?

'Like shit.' Minho complained. 'I swear, McGonagall hates my guts.'

'Even with my help it still went bad?' Seungmin pouted. Jeongin glared at Minho, so he quickly said:

'It went lots better, but I'm just very bad at Transfigurations, Seungmin.' Minho excused himself.

'He should've dropped it, Seungie.' Jeongin said in a sweet voice. 'Nobody can ever teach him this, he's just very bad.' Minho hummed, playing along with the stupid act.

'Extremely.'

'Minho, can't you just, not try to catch the snitch for once?!'

'Excuse me?!' Jeongin frowned at Hyunjin. 'No?! We're becoming the champion this year, Hyunjin. Slytherin is going to win again.' He served some food for Seungmin. 'Expect to get a broken nose tomorrow...' he sang in a mocking voice.

'Jeongin!'

'What?!'

'That's rude.'

'That's Quidditch!' Minho glanced at Hyunjin, who was giving him pleading eyes. Chan would be weak for this.

'You have my answer, Hyunjin.' Minho shrugged. 'I'm sorry.' Hyunjin groaned, grabbing his bag from the ground.

'I'm going to see Chan.' he announced, standing up and marching away. Jeongin followed him with a judging face.

'Who does he think he is?' Jeongin asked. 'Asking you to let them win?!'

'He tries it every year.' Minho shrugged. 'I'd be worried if he didn't try.' Minho finished his salad, running a hand through his brown hair. 'We have training in an hour.' He announced before standing up. 'Be on time for once.' Jeongin gave him a nasty look, that Seungmin couldn't see because he was buried in his books again. Minho gave him a nasty look back before he turned and walked away. Before Minho left the great hall, he glanced at the Hufflepuff table. He saw Jisung and Felix having dinner together, Felix talking enthusiastically, while Jisung was stuffing his cheeks. He was looking like a squirrel. Cute. He looked at him for a few more seconds before he turned around and walked toward his dormitory.

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'No, no, no, Felix, You can ask Changbin, but I'm not going with you into the dark forest.' Jisung detached himself from Felix's hug, readjusting his large, round glasses. Felix whined.

'You don't want to come with me just because Minho is almost done training!' he complained. Jisung flushed red. Felix sighed. 'I'll ask Binnie then!' He turned swiftly, skipping happily toward the Ravenclaw tower. 'Have fun~' he said with a teasing tone as he disappeared out of sight. Jisung ran a hand through his hair, turning as well and walking out of the castle, his robe fluttering behind him. He slipped out through the large wooden doors, walking quickly to the Quidditch field. When he arrived and didn't see any more people flying through the air, he got worried. Had he been too late? But he got there around this time each week. He quickened his step, frowning at the thought of being late. He stepped onto the field, looking around. The chest full of the Quidditch materials was all still there. A soft sound made Jisung look around, it was a soft whistling noise. But he wasn't really sure where it came from.

'Jisung! Duck!' Jisung turned around, a familiar voice echoing through the air. He didn't have much time to think, before he got tackled through the ground, roughly falling down on the fake grass underneath him. He huffed, all the air getting knocked out of him. A weight fell on top of him, not completely crushing him but a little. He opened his eyes, and it got warm immediately. Minho was hovering above him, his hands pinned into the grass beside his head, dark eyes focused upon Jisung, a slight layer of sweat on his forehead and hair messy. He took a deep breath, before giving Jisung a crooked smile. 'I told you to duck, darling. Not to turn around.' It suddenly got really hot in here...

'I- I- it just didn't register.' Jisung stuttered. 'What are you doing anyway?!'

'It was either me who knocked you down or a beater.' Minho said, gesturing in the air. The whistling sound was now clear, it was a beater who got loose. 'And I think you would have rather me knock you down.'

Oh, you can knock me out anytime. Minho smirked. Wait- he didn't just say that out loud, did he?

'I'm going to get that beater back.' he announced, raising himself up from the ground. Out of instinct, Jisung grabbed the quidditch robes and pulled him back down. Minho's eyes widened, raising his eyebrows. 'Oh?'

'Give me a kiss first.' Jisung demanded. Minho giggled, raising his eyes to see if anyone was around.

'You're always so needy for kisses.' Minho teased. 'Seems like you can't go two days without kisses from me.' Jisung huffed, shoving Minho's chest.

'If you don't want to, then suit yourself!' he scoffed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. 'Then go get that stupid beater and-' Minho didn't allow Jisung to finish his sentence before he pressed their lips together. Jisung sucked in a breath, before he relaxed against him, gripping the robes to pull him even closer against him. Jisung could feel him smile against his lips. This only urged Jisung to cup Minho's face, making simply no space in between them. Minho felt slightly damp from sweat, he probably trained so hard. Minho pulled away slightly.

'Sung- I'm all sweaty.' he complained, lips not even inches away. Jisung just rolled his eyes, pulling him closer again.

'I don't care.' he mumbled against his lips. He was pleased to feel Minho smiling against his lips.

'You like me too much.'

'Hmh.' Jisung hummed nonchalantly. 'And what are you going to do about it?' Minho hummed for a while, thinking carefully.

'Make you like me even more?' he suggested. Jisung smiled.

'What a suggestion.' Minho moved down once again, to give him a peck on the tip of his nose.

Somewhere in the air, the whistling sound got back. Minho turned his head quickly. His eyes widened and he grabbed Jisung by the waist. Before Jisung knew what was going on, Minho rolled them over, away from their previous position. Not a second later, the beater that had almost hit Jisung, slammed into the ground, making the dirt fly around everywhere. Minho rolled his eyes, glaring at the beater. He gently pushed Jisung off of him before he sprung up and walked to his broom. With his hand above it, he shouted: 'Up!' he caught the broom in his hand as he walked, snatched one of the beater's bat from the ground and flew off. Jisung sat up, watching Minho in awe as he flew around in the air, chasing the beater as if it were the snitch.

The beater hung still in the air for a moment, and Minho took his chance. He raised the bat high in the air and brought it down harshly against the flying ball. It rocketed toward the ground, once again making the dirt fly up everywhere. Jisung looked around and grabbed the other bat from the ground. The moment the beater tried to fly up again, he stepped forward and gave a swing. The moment the bat made contact with the beater, he could feel a shiver go through his body at the sudden impact. The beater flew into the stands, breaking it and making wood fly everywhere. Minho laughed loudly. He crashed to the ground and grabbed the chest, bringing it closer to the broken stand. He clutched the beater to his chest, bringing it to the ground. Jisung watched as he struggled to try to keep ahold of the beater and try and drag it into the chest. He hurried toward them and together, with lots of muscle straining and huffs and puffs, they managed to lock it back into the quidditch chest. Minho sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his forearm. He looked up at Jisung.

'You can become the next Hufflepuff beater if you wanted to?' he suggested, a smirk playing on his lips. Jisung scoffed, hitting him across the head.

'Absolutely not.' he got up, taking his wand from the robe and pointing at the broken stand. 'Reparo.' The broken pieces of wood flew up, mending themselves so the stand wouldn't have to be repaired tomorrow. 'I don't even like Quidditch...' Jisung mumbled, watching the wood fly in the air. Minho raised his eyebrow from his position on the ground.

'You don't?'

'No. I think it's stupid and you can get hurt so badly. I don't know why people are always so excited about Quidditch. It's just like rugby in the muggle world.' Minho couldn't help but giggle as he listened to Jisung's rant.

'If you don't like Quidditch,' he interrupted him. 'Why do you always come to the matches?' He saw Jisung visibly freeze when he brought that up. When he turned around, he was fiddling with his wand, turning it in his hand nervously. He grinned.

'Well, you like Quidditch and it means something to you. And I like seeing you play...' Jisung confessed. He snapped his head toward him. 'But I only like seeing you play when you don't get hurt!' he exclaimed. 'Minho- I swear to god if you get hurt again I will kill you!' Minho frowned.

'How does that make sense?'

'I will make it make sense.' Minho smiled, shaking his head and getting up from the grass. He grabbed his wand and a handle of the chest. Before he could ask Jisung to help him, he had already pointed his wand at the chest and called; "Wingardium leviosa." The chest became weightless and started levitating in the air, making it easier to pull along. Minho smiled at Jisung.

'You're so bright...' Jisung blushed before he skipped after Minho to put the stuff away. He called another spell when the two arrived in the shed, making the chest fall down harshly. Minho closed the shed and locked it, turning toward Minho. He smiled at him, and Jisung had to contain his own smile. 'So what do you want to do now?' Jisung shrugged.

'Something with you.' Jisung admitted. Minho extended his arm and Jisung took his hand, the widest smile on his face. Minho led him toward the castle.

'I do have to like, change, real quick.'

'Oh, I wouldn't mind seeing you change.' Minho side-eyes the Hufflepuff, who only had a mischievous grin on his face.

'Hmh... Maybe we can arrange something...'

'I think we definitely can.'

IT's been a while lmao. Enjoy my story from a LOOONNGG time back.

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Kinktober ~ Day 14 ~ Oral SCB [M]

⤜WORD COUNT: 1.7K

⤜PAIRING: Changbin x GN!Reader

⤜GENRE:smut, minors DNI, blow job, secret relationship, under the desk,

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - October 2022

⤜MASTERLIST

"Hey, I was wondering when you were going to come in." Changbin chuckled when you walked into his office and stood beside him at his desk. You'd been worried he hadn't eaten and it was getting quite late in the day, the two of you were supposed to keep things hidden at work but it was hard when he didn't look after himself.

"I bought food, I figured you could use a break, you need to eat." You told him sternly, staring at his screen to see that he was working on something for your boss - Chan. While Changbin was your boss he only looked after your floor but Chan was the one who overlooked everything and if something was late Changbin could possibly get fired.

"Babe...We've talked about this at work I'm your boss, not your boyfriend who you look after," Changbin chuckled weakly as he watches you closely, it wasn't that he didn't enjoy you being here it was just a risk of getting caught he didn't want to happen. If it came to light that you were seeing one another you'd be moved from his team and possibly fired since employee relationships were strictly not allowed.

"Okay...Then as your employee, I know you get moody when you don't eat, so eat." You ordered, pushing the food toward him and rolling your eyes as he stared at you. It was true that when he didn't eat he was a little irritable but he wasn't in the mood for this right now, all he wanted to do was get the report finished,

"Go back to work," He mumbled before you giggled a little, you loved when he was in boss mode and ordered you around.

"No." A smirk twitched on Changbin's lips when he heard you being so disobedient to him,

"No? Are you telling your boss no?"

"I guess I am, what's he going to do about it?" You smirked but Changbin bit down on his tongue, he had so much to do he didn't have time for you right now even though he was needy. His job was far more important than getting laid,

"I can't...S-Stop looking at me like that, I'm already behind on this business expenses and I need to have the reports in by the end of the night," You whined and moved to stand behind him, gently rubbing his shoulders with your hands as you did your best to help him relax and take a breather. You knew he'd been working his ass off all day since he was barely out of the office unless it was to use the toilet or kitchen,

"Just let me help you de-stress," You whispered in his ear, biting down on his earlobe as he let out a low grunt when he felt himself growing harder,

"Babe."

"You need food," You told him while you stopped your hands and stared at the food that was being ignored on the table, you weren't going to let your boyfriend go hungry.

"I'll eat later, we can go to dinner tonight...As long as you leave, right now." He said in a panicked tone, looking at the time and then back to his screen and you bit down on your lip.

"Is something wrong?" Concern dripped from your tone and he shook his head, it wasn't that something was wrong but he knew if you stayed he was never going to finish anything in time and he would rather have it done before 5 pm.

"I have our boss coming, you need to go."He begged, taking your hand in his and squeezing it softly but you shook your head. Chan wasn't due down to see him until 4 and it was only 3, you had plenty of time until he would come down and in the meantime, you could help.

"He's not due for another hour, I checked the schedule," You giggled as he let out a small chuckle at the idea of you checking his schedule even though you weren't supposed to,

"You're so bad. I need to focus,"

"Changbin, I want to help." You told him as you slowly sank down onto your knees and looked up at him smirking as you run your hand up his thigh squeezing softly as he whimpered.

"Let me destress you the way you love," You slowly ran your fingertips over the tent in his pants and his eyes fluttered shut, it would be perfect for you to do this for him and he knew it would help him unwind but he couldn't. Could he?

"B-Baby....N-No...Not here," He whispered, even though it was one of his biggest fantasies. The two of you had discussed wanting to do this a whole thing for a while and now seemed as good a time as any to you,

"You can't, what if someone sees you?" He whispered but you were already under the table and smirking up at him you were about to say something when the door was knocked on.

"Shit...Stay under there, he's here early." He mumbled before the door opened Chan walked through the door and stood in front of Changbin's desk.

"Do you have the paperwork ready?" Chan's voice asked and you smirked to yourself slowly running your hands up and down Changbin's legs as you thought about doing it right now. There was nothing more exciting than the idea of getting caught with someone.

"Yes Sir, I can email it over to you soon if you like." Changbin was flushed when he felt you palming him through his pants and he bucked toward your touch, biting down on his tongue as he tried not to moan.

"You look a little warm, are you okay?" Chan questioned, noticing that one of his best employees seemed to be a little flushed in the face.

"Fine...Fine, just fine." He lied when he felt your hand slowly trailing up his thigh and rubbing softly and biting down on your lip you gently undid the belt and felt yourself growing hornier by the second.

"Did you hear something?" Chan asked when he heard the zipper and you froze in place scared that he would look after the desk but Chan didn't move and neither did Changbin. He simply cleared his throat and shook his head,

"Me? No...No sir," He stuttered before quickly emailing the paperwork over and Chan began heading for the door. Your hand quickly began to pump Changbin as he let out a small grunt and lent forward,

"You okay?" Chan quizzed when he noticed Changbin leaning forward and holding his chest,

"Just feeling a little under the weather,"

"You should see someone if you're sick," He didn't want someone going home ill but if it meant no one else would get sick he didn't mind.

"I'm fine sir, I promise," Changbin said while chuckling trying to pass it off as though you weren't under the desk roughly pumping him in your hand over and over again.

The door shut and you smirk up at Changbin as you continued to rub his dick in your hand, too needy to wait around for anything else now. You slowly opened your mouth and took his dick into it, taking him slowly to the back of your throat and moaning out around him.

"Oh shit, your mouth feels so fucking good." He moans out rolling his head back against the seat as he moans your name out lowly.

"Y-You're always so needy." He praises you as he carefully glances down at you, you moaned around his cock as you continued to take him to the back of your throat again and again. Enjoying the noises that slipped free from his throat,

"You better take every drop then baby, I don't want you wasting a single drop and getting me messy," He told you with a smirk, holding the back of your neck to move you faster up and down his cock. Your tongue swirled around him as you pulled him free from your mouth and let yourself catch some air,

"S-Shit, maybe you were right, I did need to destress." He moans out lowly while you kitten licked his slit, staring up at him with a smirk playing on your lips.

"So fucking dirty, touching me when our boss came in, it's like you wanted him to see." You said nothing but took him to the back of your throat, doing your best not to gag at the size of him and he grunted loudly bucking into your mouth,

"You did, didn't you? You wanted him to see you on your knees for me," He grunts getting a little rougher with every buck of his hips, the urge to fuck your throat becoming overwhelming but he kept his hips at a soft and slow pace for you.

"Deeper." He groans out as you gripped onto his thighs and took him as deep as you could, swallowing around his large cock as your eyes filled with tears from not being able to gag.

"Faster baby, f-fuck, please." He begs as he feels himself getting closer, his insides tightening up as he whimpers your name out softly. His low moans and groans turn into high-pitched whimpers further turning you on as you reached down to play with yourself.

"Look at you playing with yourself while you please your boss, good fucking baby." He grunts as he thrusts into your mouth, his hips becoming sloppier with each time he moved into you.

"Mmm...Mmm, don't fucking stop, keep sucking that dick." His eyes locked with yours and you began to suck harsher on him when you felt him switching inside of your mouth. You enjoyed the way his cock would throb against your tongue and it encouraged you to move faster and rougher with him,

"W-Wait baby! Wait." He moans out as he bucks his hips up to meet your mouth whimpering and whining loudly as he felt a wave wash over him.

"O-Oh! Oh fucking shit," He grunts loudly cumming into your mouth suddenly as you continue to suck harshly on the head of his dick giggling a little when his cum leaked from your lips.

"I said to take every drop," He chuckled darkly, his thumb slowly swiping the drops from the corners of your lips and pushing them back into your mouth as you sucked his thumb clean.

"Get up, it's time for me to return the favour," He smirked at you.

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Hierarchy (Chapter 2)

Chapter 2

Heirachy: a system, especially in a society or organization, in which people are organized into different levels of importance from highest to lowest.

Parings: Mafia Changbin x Female Reader, Mafia Felix x Female Reader Word Count: 4.9k Genre: Mafia au, friends to lovers, angst Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, Swearing (heaps), blood, mentions of murder, violence, suggestive themes, general criminal activities, sex scenes (partial)

You have always been utterly uninteresting, safely boring as close . You had a normal job, normal friends and the sweetest bestie on the planet but now everything is upside down and that best friend of yours is far more dangerous than you could have ever imagined.

Changbin was truly enraged, not just with little fuckers who dared mess with his crew but these absolute cunts dared to target you as a way to get back at him. He was also furious that you were taking everything so well, considering how scared you must have been, you hadn't even flinched when Chan, Han or Hyunjin had spoken about what it is he does until he ended up blowing up on you just to get the reaction he thought you should have. Now instead of seeking him for safety you were upstairs in Felix's bed instead of his and Chan and Minho were yelling at him although it was probably obvious to everyone that he wasn't paying attention in the slightest.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Minho growled eyes blazing.

He didn't care he was too busy pacing waiting for Felix to come back so he could punch him in his pretty little face for pulling you away from him, Felix didn't get to play the hero that was his job, his right, you were his not Felix's except that you weren't not really. He faintly heard Chan's phone vibrate from where it was sat on the table but he didn't really care unless it was about killing one of the little dicks causing all of this mess.

"Lix won't be rejoining us tonight, she's too frightened and wants him to stay with her" Chan explained bluntly "You hear me Bin she is too freaked out by you to let Felix leave her, you fucking dumb arse" He stopped pacing finally looking back at Chan.

"I'm going out then" he snapped "Seungmin text me the details on the waiter kid, I'll pick him up and ask him some questions"

"That's a shit idea man" Hyunjin started irritably "Let Han and I do it tomorrow you are terrible at getting information"

"Bed everyone we will work the rest out in the morning unless something comes in before that" Chan clapped ending the discussion as he got up and strode from the room the others all following him except for Han.

"Dude pull your head out of your arse before you actually have to start worrying about Felix" Han muttered patting Changbin on the shoulder exasperatedly before leaving him alone. The room was far to stifling to stay in now that the rage had started to make his way out of his system the guilt was creeping in. He knew in all the years he had known you he had never show that side of himself to you, you would have sworn on your own life that he was your big protective teddy bear but now you probably thought he was a monster that you had to fear. Hating himself for causing your eyes to widen in fear while looking at him and how your voice shook as you looked to fucking Felix for help was crushing him. Sighing deeply he went back upstairs to his, obviously, empty room and got himself changed into his work gear, knowing Seungmin would have sent him the details like he had asked for even if it was just to calm him down.

Sure enough when he checked his phone the file on the first piece of the puzzle was there ready and waiting, he would thank Seungmin in the morning first he was going to see if he could collect this one of his own and if not he would let Hyunjin do it tomorrow. The little fucker was technically still a kid, 19 years old and useless enough to get caught by the target that he was hoping to grab, it should be easy enough for Changbin to do this job alone. He lived in a pretty rough part of SKZ territory so it in theory should be smooth sailing, grabbing his go bag Changbin made his was down to the garage quietly but not intentionally trying not to get caught by any of the others especially since Seungmin would easily see that he had accessed the info he had sent. The cars and vans were lined up like always and the drivers room had all the keys lined up just waiting for him so without a moment to second guess himself he set off for the Northern side of their area.

Making three passes of the block over the space of 30 minutes was usually a piss poor move, you were much more likely to be noticed, but with the neighborhood looking like a crackheads paradise it was unlikely anyone would actually notice. Parking up behind the apartment block Changbin went over everything he needed for the job and any extra points of entry he might need to know about beside the fire escape there seemed to only be the main stairwell and elevator so it should be easy enough to get in an out fast and unnoticed. With his gun in it holster under his bomber jacket and his hood up he entered the building and took the stairs to the 5th floor finding apartment 503 with no issues what so ever, picking the lock with ease, primarily due to shitty building maintenance, helped pick his mood up slightly and the fact that the guy was asleep on his couch just inside the door made it all seem like a cake walk, which it almost never is made Changbin more suspicious than usual. Backing up he walked smoothly back to the van and got in and left quietly and without a fuss. He would need to discuss this with the guys in the morning too easy is always a trap. Halfway back to the company his phone rang Seungmin's symbol scrolling across his screen.

"So did you kill him or what?" Seungmin asked sarcastically the smirk on his face clear through his voice

"Nope" he chuckled

"Did you actually pick him up then? Fuck I own Jeongin 1K now" Seungmin muttered

"Didn't pick him up either"

"Well what the fuck are you doing?" Seungmin sounded both impressed and annoyed at the same time.

"It was too easy, there was something off about the whole thing. I'm heading back now, talk to you then" Changbin hung up almost picturing the wheels turning in Seungmin's head about what might be going on. the drive back was as equally uneventful as the scoping of the block which further heightened the sense something was very off. Seungmin was waiting with Jeongin in the garage when he got back both had changed back into their casuals and looked bored, but that shifted as he got out of the van.

"What did you mean too easy?" Jeongin started as soon as he shut the drivers side door.

"No one in the street, no locked entrance way, no surveillance in the halls, easy lock to pick and the fucker was just laying there asleep on the couch not 3 meters from the door. Too easy" he explained as he followed them back inside and into their meeting room.

"He is only a kid though maybe he knows so little they don't see the need to look out for him" Jeongin shrugged grabbing a bottle from the fridge in the back.

"Or maybe they knew you would be so angry you would do the job yourself" Seungmin frowned picking up the file of info he had on the guy.

"I got out of there as soon as my gut told me to, Hyunjin and Han can grab him"

"Still....what was the last deal you made? Or what was the last deal that went bad?" Seungmin was pensive as he started bringing up records on the screen in front of him.

"I acquired us the 801 bar and the nightclub Stay a month ago that was the last big deal that was from the JYP group so nothing was going to go wrong on that one they are a legitimate corporation so its an easy way to legitimize our funds" he was still not sure about Minho's last large deal but he could figure that out with him tomorrow.

"Yeah that one wouldn't be an issue" Jeongin agreed "they are still too large to notice that we are using them to our benefit and not the other way around"

"Ok then last shit deal then?" Seungmin was still looking at the screen but he cocked his eyebrow regardless.

"There haven't been any bad ones for years, not since we took half the city, all the shit ones happened prior to that" watching both Jeongin and Seungmin work was boring for the most part, it was all keyboard key and mouse clicks as the looked up file after file.

"I'm going to bed I'll check with Minho in the morning to be sure though" the other two nodded as Changbin left and wandered up the stairs to his bedroom. He was tempted to go to Felix's room and give you a groveling apology before whisking you back to his room, but deep down he knew it would take more than that to make you feel better.

You awoke to the soft sounds of breathing above your head and remembered that you were spending the night in Felix's room meaning unfortunately that none of the last day or so was a dream, you were in fact living in your own little nightmare. Felix must have felt you tense because he mumbled something before pulling you back in closer to cuddle you tighter his hands rubbing up and down your back to ease your stress, warmth bloomed in your chest as his attentions making you press yourself even closer to him.

"You alright bubs?" he whispered groggily making you feel guilty for waking him after such a long night.

"Yeah Lixie, go back to sleep I didn't mean to wake you" you shushed as you listened to his heartbeat from where your head lay on his chest, despite how inappropriately intimate it might have looked from the outside you were happy to cuddle Felix he was always very physical with his affections, holding you hand or cuddling you when you watched movies, feeding you when you ate together or wrapping his arms around you in public. You always liked that he was so freely physically affectionate to you it made you feel good to have his attention and in moments like this it felt a little too good.

"I don't think it's morning yet" he mumbled again still half dozing

"Just cuddle me for a little tighter please Lixie" you whispered shakily at him, you heard a faint giggle from his lips as he began to trace patterns into your skin as he woke up a little more to check the time. Your emotions were too stretched for you to even think clearly as you wrapped your right leg around Felix's waist hoping to get even closer his warmth, his scent and his body making you feel so much safer than you had since this all began.

"Bub's what are you doing?" Felix almost groaned as you pressed your clothed core against his hip the heat from your center heating up his skin.

"Need more lix, need to feel safe" you murmured against his chest where you had buried your head into him your breath coming out in soft almost pants.

"Tell me what you need" his voice turned husky as his hands slipping under your shirt to drag his fingertips against your bare skin.

"You" you gasped feeling like your skin was burning everywhere his fingers tips touched, looking up at him you could see his eyes darken and a slow smirk appeared on his lips before he let go of you. Blinking you craned your neck up until you could feel his breath against your lips.

"You sure baby?" he whispered seductively, you nodded instantly and Felix crashed his lips into yours. It was passionate but soft his soft lips sliding against yours. Running his tongue along the seam of your lips you moaned allowing him access to your mouth his tongue dancing with yours as you unconsciously started to grind yourself against his hip.

Taking this as all the permission he needed he rolled you onto your back settling himself between your thighs pressing himself against you and he let his hands roam under your shirt to your tits softly needing them as you whined beneath him. Pushing him away softly you sat up to pull your shirt over your head giving him more room to touch you how you wanted him to, he followed suit discarding as much clothing as he could before you dragged him back to your lips. Kissing his way down your jaw and neck he attached himself to one of your already hardened nipples rolling his tongue around it slowly as he pinched and teased the other.

"More" you mewled again your fingers threading through his soft hair to tug it slightly, he chuckled darkly running his hand teasingly down your side until it reached the waistband of your pants before sliding under toward your needy cunt. Too lost in what you were feeling you totally missed the soft knock at the door.

"Fuck...shit...fuck...sorry" Han yelped stopping you with a shock, you hadn't even heard the door open you were so wrapped up in Felix but he did because he was glaring a Han openly as he covered you with his body and a blanket and chucked something at him

"Get out Han" he growled trying to keep you from being seen too much which made Han instantly shut the door again behind him.

"Probably good it was Han and not Changbin huh?" Felix sighed pulling the blanket up to your chin as he got off the bed to find your shirt. "I think this would be a good time to stop and go back to sleep" You nodded feeling both ashamed and embarrassed at what had almost happened with Felix more so than being caught. You had been friends for so long that you couldn't even begin to apologize to him for what you had done.

"I'm sorry Lix, I can go sleep somewhere else, I'm sorry" you almost sobbed your eyes wide and filling with tears and you pulled your shirt back on.

"Shh no tears bubs, it's alright it's just from the all the adrenaline and stress you did nothing wrong, nothing will change were still friends and we will always be friends yeah" Felix soothed you holding you close again "We can never think about it again if you want".

Felix continued you hold you tightly like he had been before you woke him up and tried to jump him and eventually you must have fallen asleep again because the next thing you remembered was Felix gently shaking you awake.

"Let go downstairs and get you something to eat" he softly cooed grinning like the cat that got the cream and you pulled one of his hoodies on slowly.

"Don't worry Han won't have said anything, he may give me shit but he won't upset you" Felix rolled his eyes making you feel slightly better about everything.

Felix led you down to the kitchen where Minho, Hyunjin and Jeongin were standing around drinking coffee making you feel self conscious as you were still wearing the clothes that Felix had given you to sleep in you stayed as hidden behind behind Felix as you could not wanting to interrupt or intrude but they stopped speaking as soon as they saw you. Felix moved away from you to start finding you something to eat leaving you standing by the island bench fiddling with your fingers.

"Good morning, did you sleep alright?" Minho smiled he seemed to be trying his hardest to not seem intimidating to you as possible.

"I did thank you Minho" you half smiled back shyly.

"Chan would like to speak with you again this morning with Felix if you're up for it of course" Jeongin started to speak to you as your eyes grew alarmed thinking back to last night.

"We understand it's been hard so he can talk to you this afternoon if that's better" Hyunjin cut in smoothly giving you his normal dazzling smile. You felt less like a problem to them and more like someone they wanted to keep as comfortable as possible and you started to relax a little but that dissipated as Binnie walked into the kitchen.

"Morning" he almost groaned rubbing his face and walking straight past you to the coffee maker.

"Did you go out again last night?" Hyunjin asked him snidely barely hiding the annoyance in his voice.

"Yeah but you and Han are still on for today" Binnie drawled adding an absurd amount of sugar to his coffee still seeming unaware of your presence "Lix, if you are making her coffee she likes strong, with milk and honey not sugar and if you make it iced she will be even happier" he spoke to Felix normally taking large sips of the coffee he had made himself as Felix laughed as covertly as possible as if he didn't in fact already know that about you.

"You know her coffee order?" Minho asked his eyebrows rising until they disappeared under his fringe

"I'd be a shitty friend if I didn't know it" Chanbin grumbled making himself a second cup instantly "besides don't you know important details about the woman you are in...." turning his eyes widened as he saw you leaning silently on the island bench watching him intently.

"Binnie isn't wrong about how I like my coffee" you shrugged smiling at him slightly.

"Doll, can we have a minute after you have had breakfast and everything" Changbin whispered to you stepping as close to you as he dared.

"Chan wants to speak with her first Bin" Felix exhaled handing over the large glass of iced coffee to you. Changbin looked between you and Felix and you watched his eyes darken slightly as he noticed you were now in Felix's clothes and not his and stepped back again.

"I'll come find you after then" he nodded walking briskly from the kitchen.

"Well that was fucking awkward" Hyunjin smirked.

"Shut up Hyunjin" you whined taking a large sip of your drink.

Chan called you down to the meeting room an hour later after you had had time to find more clothes to wear, this time opting to go with Mrs Choi's help who had gone out and purchased you a stupidly large amount of clothing to chose from, and selecting clothes that were at least your size and didn't belong to anyone in the house. You noticed that just before that Han, Hyunjin and Changbin had all seemed to disappear which was probably a good thing you didn't want to upset Binnie further than he already had been.

Chan had seemed relaxed when you and Felix walked in which gave you the impression that they at least trusted you enough to not flee in panic every time you heard something less than ideal.

"I'm sorry about the last time you were in here" Chan apologized genuinely "Changin was way out of line".

"It's fine Chan, I'm alright" you smiled "I'm sorry I stole Felix away from his...work" Felix properly laughed at your attempt to put into words what you meant which made Chan grin.

"I wanted to talk to you about things that you might have noticed but never pieced together which could help us now" he explained smoothly "But we can stop any time you want and Felix is right here with you so you don't need to worry".

"I'm really fine Chan, I'll tell you everything I can" you nodded. Chan stood up and opened the door to let Jeongin and Seungmin in who both waved at you as they took seats on the other couch from you.

"Ok, how many times in the last say year, have you noticed new people moving into your apartment block? and how many would you say were single guys about your own age?".

"um..." you thought back through everything you could remember outside of the last guy which Chan had shown you a photo of the night before. "probably 6 people moved in and maybe 3 of them were guys, one lives on the first floor and the others live somewhere above me" Chan nodded as Seungmin began typing on his laptop quietly.

"Have you had any interactions with them?"

"Only saying hello in passing nothing else"

"Have you noticed any major staff changes at the café or shops you go to frequently? Overly friendly new people trying to get to know you specifically?" Chan questioned his voice still casual as you sat and thought for a while.

"The girl I talk to all the time at the convenience store has worked there for years and I don't chat with any of the other employees there. There are always new people at the café they turn over a lot of staff but they are all college students. The barista is nice though I talk with him sometimes" you explained thinking back on every little detail you could which wasn't that much really but it must have been something because Jeongin started typing too.

"Now this is a bit personal, so please forgive us and we won't mention it to Changbin, but have there been any guys you have been seeing even casually?" Chan probed gently making your cheeks warm with embarrassment.

"No, and I haven't dated for a while" you muttered "The last guy I was seeing, he ghosted me after a few months, Binnie knew about him and I haven't really had time to find anyone since I got more hours at work" you tried to explain as smoothly as possible but it still came out awkward.

"So work then, new employees or overly friendly people around?" Chan easily changed the subject which eased the tension you felt about explaining your none existent love life to others.

"Sometimes my boss lets the bigger clients be overly flirty with me, he says that helps with business, there are always interns coming and going from one department to the other. My boss is nice to me mostly, he can be sleazy and gross at times, but he's never actually done anything to me" You disclosed hoping Felix wouldn't react too badly but you still heard him grind his teeth together and an almost growl come from the back of his throat "It's alright Lixie, he's never touched me or anything" you tried reassuring him but then noticed that it wasn't just him who was offended by the notion you were being harassed at work as Chan's face had turned hard and his eyes had darkened as he made a fist with one of his hands.

"Now you know who we are bubs, I will knock his teeth in the next time he says or does anything" Felix kept his voice low but the threat was almost chilling as the anger in his eyes shone.

"I will tell you if I can't handle it, but I've managed it so far pretty well" you sighed lacing your fingers with his and bumping yourself against his shoulder.

"We definitely wont mention that the Bin got it?" Chan recovered looking at each of the guys who nodded in return. The room fell into a quiet lull after that the only sounds really being the clicking of keyboard keys.

"The new neighbors all check out" Seungmin sighed closing his laptop.

"So does the convenience store and café" Jeongin agreed "but we will look into your workplace a bit later, we will need Felix for that" Chan's phone then started buzzing and he excused himself.

"Was that enough?" you whispered to Felix and Seungmin and Jeongin followed Chan out of the room.

"You did great bubs" Felix praised pulling you to your feet and kissing your temple softly.

You felt lighter now that speaking with Chan was over, they had all been calm and gentle with you which had gone a long way in making you feel better about the situation, although it wasn't much since your life was still in limbo. Your boss had not been impressed when you called in sick due to a family emergency but he let you have at least a week since you hardly ever missed a day at work.

"How about you go upstairs watch a movie, eat some junk food just generally chill out" Felix asked bumping his shoulder against you as you walked out of the room together.

"That sounds really nice Lix as long as your sure" you grinned already thinking of the chocolate you could eat as you relaxed.

"Always bubs, I like spending time with you" he assured taking your hand in his.

Settling in on Felix's bed you scrolled through the streaming services eventually deciding that video games would be more distracting since you didn't want to bother anyone to babysit you more than they already were. You grabbed a controller and turned on the console deciding to just play whatever Felix had last been playing, laughing when Pokemon loaded up after an hour or so Felix returned smiling widely when he saw you were playing and enjoying yourself.

"Having fun bubs?" He asked, eyes crinkling up at your expression

"Yes but it's more fun if I have someone to play with" you pouted childishly.

"Is that so? Well I think I can fix that" Felix laughed changing the game and picking up another controller "Mario?" you nodded enthusiastically grinning at him.

Your phone pinged with a notification but you left it you were too caught up in trying to beat Felix in Mario Kart to prioritize your phone right now. Felix had beaten you three times and you were pretty sure he was going easy on you too. He was laughing as you scrunched up you face as you lost a forth game in a row.

"Wasn't that your phone?" Felix smirked teasing you further by tackling you onto the bed making you giggle as you landed on your back him hovering over you tickling you lightly.

"Yes" you whined picking it up trying very hard not to laugh as the screen lit up.

"Is it your boss? a secret lover? someone who you can't live without?" he continued to joke around trying to keep your mood up you assumed.

"It's from Binnie" you gasped finally giving in and giggling at his tickling.

"Oh" Felix breathed stopping his tickling and moving so that he was no longer touching you "you should answer then".

"I can talk to him later on I thought we were already having fun Lix" you smiled softly at him noticing how reserved he was now being "Why does Binnie texting me change what we were doing?" you asked confused

"It doesn't bubs, I just thought you would want to sort it all out with him as soon as possible, he is your best friend" Felix smiled softly reaching out to smooth your hair.

"I don't know what to say to him yet" you admitted looking into Felix's whiskey colored eyes for some kind of help. "I would rather stay here with you and have fun right now, I'm only just starting to feel normal" you sighed.

"Then stay and I'll just beat you another 4 times then" Felix's grinned wickedly making you feel warm again, the boy was a grade A flirt when he wanted to be and after last night you were sure he was doing to get a rise out of you. Scooting closer to you again he took up his spot beside you as you began another round, instantly swearing at him when he started properly wiping the floor with you.

"Ok, you win Lix, you're the greatest Mario player in the whole world! Happy?" You fake whinged flopping back on the bed leaving him towering over you from where he was sitting. Rolling his eyes he flopped down beside you looking far too pleased with himself.

"I already knew I was the best I just had to prove it to you bubs" he answered smugly a mischievous look in his eyes before he attacked you with another round of tickles. You squirmed away as fast as you could but Felix was faster and stronger pulling you back under him so he was caging you in with his thighs, you were now pinned to the bed wiggling trying to get away from his tickles which were slowly morphing to to lingering touches as Felix lent down to press his lips tentatively to yours, testing the waters of what you needed from him.

"For fucks sake again??" Han tried not to yell knowing Changbin was only down the hall dramatically covering his eyes.

"Calm down Han" Felix sighed at his friend's mortified expression.

"Whatever man" Han rolled his eyes "We need you downstairs to help out" he seemed hard to not say too much which you assumed meant work related. Felix nodded getting up languidly and following him from the room.

"Go see Binnie bubs, you need to kiss and make up" he teased on his way out of the room leaving you laying on your back feeling conflicted about how you were feeling about not only Changbin but Felix too.

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• // he won’t bother you anymore // •

pairing // changbin x reader

summary // someone is bothering you at the gym and changbin is there to help

warning // fluff, someone making reader uncomfortable, touching without consent (not sexual), anxiety

wc: 1.5k words

A/N this is inspired by @blue-jisungs post I will have it linked here <<<

You loved going to the gym with Changbin, in fact, you liked going with any of the boys. When you started dating Changbin you had never stepped foot in a gym. But after a couple weeks of convincing it eventually became a weekly occurrence and more recently daily. Changbin basically became your personal trainer and boyfriend all in one.

Some days you would tag along even I you weren't working out. Just the company of Changbin and anyone else in the gym that day was enough to keep you entertained. Plus who would turn down the opportunity to watch their boyfriend work out? Especially when they had a body like Changbin.

Usually, you would work out at the gym in the company building, mainly to avoid fans or any cameras that may be lurking. Plus you felt comfortable there as you knew most of the idols or staff who used the gym. Plus everyone in the company knew about you and Changbin's relationship meaning you didn't have anything to hide. Or you thought everyone knew.

But ever since a new backup dancer joined the company and started using the gym you have started to feel a little uncomfortable.

The first time you saw him was a couple of weeks ago when he showed up at the gym at the same time as you and Changbin. You saw him staring at you from the other side of the gym. You gave him a small smile and continued with your workout but you could still feel his eyes on your back.

The second time you saw him he decided to start a conversation with you. He asked for your name and introduced himself telling you that he was new to the company. He was being very polite and kind which made you feel bad for jumping to conclusions the first time you saw him. You both continued to have a conversation and it was going well. That was until he asked you for your number and if you could meet up sometime. You politely declined telling him you had a boyfriend and leaving the gym that day feeling uncomfortable.

That night Changbin asked you what you were talking about, and you told him everything just leaving out the part where he asked for your number and if he could take you out.

However, today was the last straw and you had to tell someone. The first time he approached you today was when you were at the squat rack and he came up behind you telling you that your posture was wrong and tried to help you fix it. He put his hands on your waist and guided you through your movements telling you that you now had the 'correct' posture with his help. You knew he was lying and using it as an excuse to touch you because Changbin had told you countless times how to do it correctly.

You politely asked him to stop touching you and that you knew what you were doing without his help and he quickly stepped away walking to the other side of the gym.

Now you were laying back on the bench press machine waiting for Changbin to come and spot you. "Oh, do you need some help? Here let me help." You heard a familiar voice from beside you, but before you could even decline he was already swinging his leg over you to straddle your waist and hold the weight in his hands.

You felt your stomach drop and your muscles tense, you struggled to breathe as your heart rate quickened. "Come on, grip the bar, and I'll spot you," he said. "Umm... I'm actually a little, um tired. I think- I think I might just leave this set and come back to it later," you stuttered and lay there waiting for him to get off you.

After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, he finally got off you once he realized you weren't going to grab the bar. "Okay, sure. Just give me a shout if you need my help, Yeah?" he said as you nodded your head not trusting your voice to come out clearly without stuttering.

You sat with your head in your shaking hands and tried to regulate your breathing. You realized that Changbin wasn't coming anytime soon as you saw him still talking to Chan, Han, and Lee Know.

You got up from the bench and made your way toward the boys, as you approached you put a smile on your face and clasped your hands to stop them from shaking.

As soon as Changbin saw you walking towards him, his face dropped. "Shit! Baby, I'm sorry, I was just coming to get you, what's wrong?" he immediately put his arm around you pulling you close to his side. You did the same and put your arms around his waist resting your head on his shoulder.

You started to tell Changbin and the rest of the boys about your encounters with the backup dancer and as you told them everything Changbin's grip tightened on your waist and he placed small kisses on your head as you spoke.

"Who is it? let me go and speak to him," Changbin said releasing his grip and walking away but you stopped him by grabbing his arm and shaking your head "please don't. I don't want to cause a scene plus I don't want to be the reason you are on bad terms with someone you might need to work with"

"How about I go and speak to him" Chan spoke up placing a hand on Changbin's shoulder.

"No Chan, please don't it's fine. It's not a big deal, it just caught me off guard.

"No! It's not fine. What he did to you is absolutely disgusting and if that's the way he is going to act we don't want someone like him working for us" Lee Know explained as Chanbin reached into his bag.

"Here, put this on baby. I'm not asking you to cover up, please don't think that's what I'm trying to do, or say that the way you are dressed is the reason he did this to you. It's one hundred percent, not your fault. He is just a disgusting human being who does not deserve a job here, and I would quite happily punch his face until-"

"Yo, Changbin calm down, yeah?" Han interrupted his rant.

"Sorry, sorry. I can just see that you're uncomfortable so put this on, okay" he said handing you his hoodie. "Do you want to leave now?" he asked as you slipped the hoodie over your head. "No, it's okay you can finish your workout," you said.

"Just stay with us okay," Chan said as all the boys nodded. "Well be done in about twenty minutes, you coming bin?"

"No, it's alright you guys go ahead I'll stay with Y/N" The boys walked off to the machines they were previously using to finish their sets. "Are you sure you don't want to go and finish your workout?" you asked but he shook his head and walked over to one of the empty workout benches.

"Come here" he motioned for you to sit on his lap as he opened his arms for you trapping you in his grasp. Usually, you didn't like to show this type of affection in a public gym but you really needed Changbin right now, so today was the only exception. You sat sideways on his lap one hand resting on your thigh the other tracing small circles on your lower back, as you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder

You sat for the remaining twenty minutes in complete silence as Changbin rubbed up and down your thigh and asked you if you were okay every couple of minutes. When you replied with a nod he would take your hand in his and kissing the back of it before telling you he loved you.

When the boys finished their workout you all walked towards the exit but not before Changin spotted the dancer in the corner of the gym on his phone, "I'll be back in a minute okay, go and wait in the car with the boys" Changbin said walking towards him.

You stood and watched from the door and watched as they both greeted each other, the dancer's eyes lit up when Changbin started speaking to him. The conversation looked like it started normal until Changbin put his hand out for a handshake.

He gripped the man's hand tight and pulled him closer by putting a hand on his shoulder. The grip on his shoulder may have been a little too tight as he whispered something in his ear before walking off. He saw you watching from the door and sent a smile your way but your eyes were drawn to the man on the other side of the gym whose face became pale as he shifted uncomfortably scratching the back of his neck.

"Let's go home," he said putting his arm around your shoulder and placing a kiss on your forehead. "He won't be bothering you anymore"

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