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Safe Haven (M) ~Bang Chan | Day 159.

Pairing: SpaceRebel!Chan x WitchQueen!F.Reader Themes: Fantasy AU | Sci-Fi AU | Royalty AU | Soulmate AU | Slow Burn | Mutual Pining | Angst | Smut | Fluff. Series Warnings: Third person POV · Very loose and liberal usage of Star Wars concepts (mostly to refer to weapons and tech). you don’t need to know anything about SW to read this, trust me · Physical descriptions of the main female character such as: can visibly blush, having long hair, and being short · Violence · Swearing · Mature themes and language · Original characters · Graphic smut (later chapters) · Mentions of the members of other groups (later chapters) · No one is straight, beware · Each chapter will include its own individual warnings. Chapters marked as M (Mature) either include highly detailed violence, or smut.

Chapter Warnings: graphic depictions of intercourse (smut warnings under the cut) · crying during intercourse · plot interwoven with the smut (kind of) Word Count: ~8k | AO3

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for a 18+ audience only. Minors do not interact. ✰This chapter has been reworked as of 16/08/2023

Previous Chapter: Day 152. | Series Masterlist. | Epilogue

Smut warnings: face sitting/oral [F. Rec] · fingering [F. Rec] · unprotected penetration [piv] · creampie

Disclaimer: the story presented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

As soon as the Queen had called him, Chan had asked her if he and his friends could stay in Lira Le, if the offer was still on the table. To which Her Majesty simply snorted and told him ‘Of course it’s on the table, I’ve prepared like four different plans for this moment’ which made him laugh because of course she had plans for this.

His friends had all decided to take the Queen’s offer. Some of them–like Chan and Felix–were convinced they just wanted to stay there, while others just wanted to try something new, even if it were for a few months only.

So, within a week’s time, Chan and his friends had wiped their base clean, and stuffed their personal belongings into boxes. ‘So many boxes, where did all this shit come from…’ Minho had said, to which Jisung simply replied ‘We did live here for a long-ass time, so…’

The boxes had been piled up inside the Big Bad Wolf and the Shining Starlight with ease, Chan’s, Changbin’s, Felix’s, Hyunjin’s, and Jisung’s belongings were placed inside the former, while Minho’s, Jeongin’s, and Seungmin’s inside the latter. After all, the Shining Starlight was much smaller than the Big Bad Wolf, and it couldn’t hold as much weight.

The Alliance had taken back the most endangered planets–Chan’s and Changbin’s included, although they weren’t involved in the rescue mission. There were only a few planets left with less threatening guard ports still in place, which would be taken care of in the upcoming months.

Once the heart-wrenching worry of his beloved quite literally dying no longer clung to Chan’s bones, he was finally able to enjoy their achievements, and even if he wasn’t one hundred percent fine yet, he started to feel like himself again. Which was something his friends were quick to notice, and started beaming impossibly bright about, since they were finally able to satisfactorily get on his nerves again.

As for Chan and the Queen, they had decided the best would be to discuss their… thing in person. So, not only was Chan excited at the prospect of a new home, and comforted by the success of the Alliance, but he was also feeling giddy, expectant, and–admittedly–nervous about that upcoming conversation.

The moment the Big Bad Wolf entered Lira Le’s atmosphere, Chan was hit again with a sudden wave of dizziness when the hum he’d stopped hearing suddenly returned, leaving him a bit puzzled. He decided to ignore the feeling, since he was trying to locate the closest starport to land his ship on, while the Shining Starlight followed suit behind them.

“Can hardly believe it…” Changbin mumbled as soon as they landed. The rest of their crew members were already unlocking their safety belts and rushing to the control room’s door by the time they started securing every lever and brake.

Chan simply regarded him with a smile, standing up from his seat. “Same”.

When Chan and Changbin finally stepped out of the ship, they were embraced by a teary Wang Eun, while an amused looking Jenna stood right behind him.

“You guys have gotten handsomer, I didn’t think that was possible…”

“You’re looking good yourself, Wang Eun”, Changbin patted the man on the back, smirking at the comment.

“Don’t say shit like that to me, or I’ll have to jump you”, Wang Eun removed himself from Changbin’s hold, and took Chan into his arms instead.

“So, this is the handsome Wang Eun you guys were talking about?” Minho appeared next to them, eyeing Wang Eun up and down.

“Oh, my Gods!” Wang Eun tightened his hold around Chan, turning their bodies slightly so he could take a good look at Minho. “What is it with you people?! Have you no regard for a man’s weak heart?!”

Chan just laughed at his antics, patting him on the back.

Wang Eun spoke again then, addressing Chan. “I’m so happy you’re here”.

“Didn’t think you’d miss me that much”, Chan chuckled.

Wang Eun removed himself from Chan’s hug, holding his shoulders and keeping him at arms’ length. “I mean, I did miss you, but Her Majesty has just been insuff–”

Wang Eun’s sentence was cut off when Jenna smacked him on the head. “Don’t listen to him. It’s good to see you guys, but let’s get moving!”

Chan and his friends had been informed that the Queen and the High King had prepared for them four flats inside a building complex in the castle town. Due to the short notice, they couldn’t find individual flats, but it was a work in progress. So, they divided in pairs for their first couple of months here, Chan was to stay with Seungmin, Jeongin with Minho, Changbin with Jisung, and Felix with Hyunjin. They reached an agreement to be able to swap later on if necessary, or in case someone decided to go live somewhere else.

When they arrived at the complex, Chan left his boxes in his flat, untouched. He decided on a whim to help the others settle first, moving their stuff around, getting them out of boxes, going from one flat to the other… It was honestly taking longer than he would’ve liked, but he didn’t want to leave them all hanging and dealing with this on their own, even when that itch under his skin was urging him to drop everything and run to the castle.

A couple of hours into the whole debacle, Chan had already broken three different petty arguments, and touched pretty much everyone’s underwear while he helped them unpack. His left eye was twitching, and he was starting to get antsy while everyone seemed to be getting hung up on stupid things and all he wanted to do was leave.

After one too many scowls towards Jeongin, Minho pulled Chan aside, rolling his eyes. “Dude, go. What’re you still doing here?”

“I want to help”, and Chan did want to help, truly.

“Changbin and I will take care of it, don’t worry. Just go, I’m tired of seeing you look towards the door every two seconds”.

It was almost comical how fast Chan was out the door after that.

He swiftly made his way out of the complex, and started crossing the many streets towards the castle. He still remembered the way, thankfully, and in less than five minutes he was already walking up the hill, where he briefly admired the new decorations on the lamp posts framing the road.

As soon as he made it to the castle’s entrance, Chan greeted the guards, and started lightly jumping from one foot to the other while he waited for them to open the gate. He was only slightly surprised that they still remembered him, the two women greeted him back enthusiastically with a ‘Good to see you again’ and let him through without a second thought.

He sprinted, crossing the entrance courtyard in seconds. If people gave him weird looks, he didn’t care, nor did he notice. His brain was too focused on making his feet move to his destination.

When he reached the stairs, he went up two steps at a time, only to crash into a person who had unexpectedly come out from the grand archway. Chan stumbled back slightly, and he would’ve fallen to the floor had strong hands not held him by his upper arms to keep him steady.

“Wow, careful!” Hoseok’s smile was bright and welcoming, and only when he was sure Chan was stable, he removed his hands from Chan’s body. “It’s good to see you again!”

“Where is she?” Chan’s eyes scanned Hoseok’s face, taking in his admittedly breathtaking features. If Chan sounded desperate when he asked, he didn’t care.

Hoseok chuckled softly, with a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Her Majesty just finished her appointments for the day. I think she’s in her chambers getting ready to see you guys. Go, before you miss her”.

Chan huffed out a rushed ‘Thanks’ before he ran past Hoseok, feeling just a bit bad for not stopping to talk to him. Emphasis on a bit, since his priority was getting to the Queen as soon as possible. He could always greet the man properly later, Hoseok wouldn’t hold it against him, surely.

Rushing through the many corridors of the castle, many workers greeted him, his Hellos and Good to see yous flew past his lips to acknowledge them, but he didn’t stop. He hurriedly made a beeline towards the throne room, and moved along to the wing after it.

After many turns, Chan finally found himself in the Queen’s wing of the castle. He started seeing more and more of the familiar bookcases filled to the brim with all sorts of books, and the numerous feline statues the deeper he went into the wing. He’d admit that the sight and the overall aura around him brought him an immediate sense of familiarity and comfort.

Being honest, Chan wasn’t entirely sure which door was hers, but something within him was pulling him in all sorts of directions and he decided to follow that feeling without hesitation.

It was only a handful of minutes later that he finally came to a stop in front of a door, one that was barely even perceptible, almost hidden between two bookcases. Panting softly, he knocked on the door, with that odd, by now familiar, humming sound mingling with the sound of his racing heart in his ears. Whether his heart was agitated due to running around the castle, or due to the excitement that was building rapidly within him, he didn’t know.

Chan heard her voice from the other side of the door, a soft ‘Come in’ that made his heart jump three times in his ribcage. Wasting no more time, he finally flung the door open–maybe a bit too violently, if the stunned expression on her face was anything to go by.

Her Majesty stared at him with wide eyes, scanning the features of his face, seemingly frozen in place. Chan didn’t move, either. He was still holding the doorknob tightly in his fist while his eyes raked her form, taking in the sight of her–alive, in one piece, and still so alluring he could’ve weeped right there where he stood.

She gulped, and her feet moved. He moved, too, finally going into the room and slamming the door shut behind him.

They found each other in the middle of the room. Chan cupped her cheeks to pull her face to his for a heated–and admittedly desperate–kiss. The Queen whined against his mouth, gripping his shirt, pulling him even closer to her, and his head was spinning. His senses were now completely flooded by her, by her tongue, by her lips, by the sounds she made, by her warmth…

It was all overwhelming, but, somehow, not enough at the same time.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be here when you woke up”, Chan mumbled against her mouth between kisses. He truly felt sorry, he would’ve liked to be there, to hold her, to support her, and–

“Nothing to be sorry for”, the Queen reassured him, her words filtered between each peck of her lips on his, stopping the spiral his mind was about to fall into.

Their movements were desperate, almost uncoordinated as they kissed, groped, and just felt one another. Chan hadn’t even realised he’d pushed her to walk back, not until her rear was digging on her dining table while his hands held her hips, and his lips attached to her neck so he could get some air into his lungs.

Bringing a hand to his hair, the Queen tugged the strands gently, and, breathlessly, with a mix of a teasing and somehow challenging tone in her voice, she spoke. “What? Gonna fuck me on the table again?”

Chan huffed. He brought one of his hands from her hips to shamelessly squeeze one of her breasts over her top. “If you keep riling me up like this, I might”.

The Queen had the nerve to gasp dramatically, acting almost offended. “I’m not doing such a thing! I can’t believe this slander!”

With a smirk on his face, Chan pulled away from her neck to look her in the eyes. “Your hand is borderline cutting the circulation on my bum right now. What slander, witch?”

Her grip on his buttcheek relented a bit, but she didn’t move her hand away. Instead, she brought her lips to his, not pressing a kiss yet, just close enough for her lips to graze against his with every word. “What? Gonna make me beg? Is that what you want?”

Chan’s hips bucked forward to get some friction against his hardening length, and a groan bubbled from his chest when he pressed a kiss on her lips again. “Not today”.

Whatever snarky response Her Majesty had for him died on her tongue, replaced with a yelp when Chan swiftly bent at the knees, threw her over his shoulder, and landed a loud smack on her bottom.

The Queen laughed, both incredulous and amused, and her reaction immediately brought a smirk to his face. “Wow, look at you. So bold and daring”.

Chan moved with purpose, walking from where he stood by the table to her bed, where he could finally manoeuvre her off his shoulder and sit her on the edge of it. It’d been too long already. Too long without her, too long away from her, and now that the goal he’d set for himself all those months ago was within reach, the fulfilment of his promise could finally materialise into existence.

“War’s over, love. We won”, Chan said simply, right before he bent at the waist and kissed her again, eliciting a minute whimper from the Queen with the contact.

The implications of his words were loud and clear. No more pretences, no more hiding, no more waiting, no more holding back…

Her Majesty let out an appreciative hum against his lips. She tugged on the collar of his shirt to get him closer to her, and fell onto the bed, pulling him down with the motion.

It all became a blur as soon as their bodies hit the mattress. Chan didn’t really know who got undressed faster, he didn’t even know who pulled on whose clothes. All he knew was that there was a heap of clothes on the floor, and that he was now lying down on the Queen’s plush bed with his mouth attached to her clit while she sat on his face.

She tugged on his hair as his tongue lapped her up, while soft moans and whimpers escaped her parted lips. Her eyes were dark, clouded with lust as she looked down at him between her legs, and he just stared right back.

Two hours ago, Chan couldn’t have even imagined this was where he was going to be, but he was certainly not going to complain. Not when the Queen sounded so needy, so desperate for him with the same intensity he’d been longing for her. And, the moment she started a slow grind of her hips against his tongue, Chan couldn’t help but close his eyes, groaning and moving one of his hands from where it’d been kneading the swell of her hip, to now grip the base of his length, while the other stayed on her thigh for his fingers to sink into the flesh.

Chan didn’t really know how long she sat on his face for, how long he spent diligently licking her, kissing her, pleasuring her to his heart’s content, he also couldn’t bring himself to care. It was hard to register how much time had passed when the only thing he could really focus on and care about was her tempting warmth, and her taste on his tongue.

It could’ve been minutes, it could’ve been hours… All he knew for sure was that he desperately wanted to stuff her full of something–anything–and it was hard to do that in this position.

As if she’d read his mind, the Queen let out a particularly desperate groan, tugging on his hair, and her hips stilled. “I really need you inside me right the fuck now, Christopher”.

She didn’t need to ask him twice.

Taking a hold of her waist, Chan pulled her up and away from his mouth, just enough so he could nip her inner thigh, so he could lick the skin there, only to finally speak freely right after. “Lay down”.

The second her back hit the mattress, Chan was already on top of her, with his body comfortably slotted between her legs, his lips on hers, and his tongue inside her mouth. He surely must’ve been covered in her juices, but she didn’t seem to mind or care at all as she eagerly kissed him.

It was almost embarrassing how much her kisses affected him. They always had, but now that there was no restraint, no internal nagging, no what-ifs, there was just something incredibly satisfying in the action, in the way her lips pressed against his, the way their noses brushed and bumped against each other with every change of angle, the taste of her tongue on his… Each movement rapidly filled up the love gauge in his heart, threatening to violently burst it.

Dragging his hand down from her neck, past the valley of her breasts, her tummy, his hand finally found her core, and he slipped one finger inside with ease. She moaned in response, especially when he curled the digit upwards to graze that rugged spot inside her that would make her produce all those sinful sounds he wanted to hear.

The Queen was just so vocal, not particularly loud or overly exaggerated, she just let herself enjoy his touch and show that through her voice. Chan knew this already, but it still amazed him. Every single one of her unfiltered sounds just clouded his judgement more and more.

His lips left a trail of kisses from her chin, her neck, her chest, until they finally found one of her nipples. He sucked it into his mouth, and his tongue swiped over the sensitive skin just as he eased a second finger into her.

The movement of his hand picked up, alternating between curling his fingers a bit faster and harder inside of her, and scissoring her open. Very quickly, the obscene squelching sounds filled his senses, just as blood continued to rush from his head to his crotch.

“Chris…” He could feel a bead of precum leak from his tip and onto the mattress, but the movement of his tongue and his fingers didn’t stop even when she spoke. “Fuck, just… Just fuck me already”.

The Queen was clearly too far gone to pretend she was not desperate or needy, just like he was, and that realisation made his heart flutter.

His hand stopped for a moment, and he finally released her nipple with a lewd pop, just so he could look her in the eyes, curiously.

Chan was very much aware of his size. It wasn’t like he was crazy big, but he was certainly above average. Which was something he never really talked or bragged about, but he knew, so he liked to be careful–at least, most of the time.

“You… You sure about that?” His fingers continued to graze that sensitive spot within her walls, while his thumb lightly rubbed her clit.

The Queen’s head lolled back against the pillows, and her eyes fluttered shut as her jaw went slack and a desperate whine came out of her mouth.

“Darling, I’m fucking dripping. I can take it”, she was confident–just like she always was–but she was also slightly breathless, and her hips pushed against his hand to aid the movement of his fingers, which honestly amused him.

“Look at you, so bold and daring”, Chan threw her own words from earlier back at her, feeling stupidly proud of himself when she scoffed with a smirk on her lips.

Once Chan removed his fingers, he brought them to his mouth and licked them clean with an appreciative groan, and proceeded to take one of the many pillows sprawled on her bed right after.

“Up”, Her Majesty lifted her hips upon his request, so he could place the now folded pillow below her for better comfort.

“Look at you, fuck…” Once she settled, Chan greedily palmed the tattooed skin of her thighs, softly kneading the flesh, and the contact made her inhale a shaky breath.

With his hands on the back of her thighs, Chan pushed them back towards her chest to get a better angle, only to finally take a hold of his length and guide it towards her dripping warmth.

As he leaned forward, Chan rested his weight on his hands next to her head, slowly bottoming out.

Ever since that first fuck on Dall’s base months ago, in the wee hours of the night, when his busy schedule finally left time for him to think of anything other than his duties, Chan couldn’t stop thinking about her tempting heat. About the way her walls wrapped snugly around his cock, so perfectly, almost like he was made to fit right here, right inside of her, and experiencing it now again after so long, there was no doubt in his mind that that was the absolute truth. The Queen was just as tight, just as warm as he remembered, and he had to close his eyes just to concentrate so he wouldn’t blow right there with the sudden wave of feelings that overcame him.

Chan felt her hand on his cheek, and the warmth of her palm coaxed him to slowly open his eyes. He didn’t move. Instead, he just stared back at the Queen for a few bated breaths.

A soft blush had settled on her cheeks, and her eyes were slightly glossy, jumping from one of his eyes to the other, taking him in. One of his hands trailed up her arm, dragging his fingers softly over her skin, until he could finally lace them with hers, and press her hand further into the mattress. Finally, finally, he was getting that warmth in his palm he’d been craving for so long.

Chan had the overwhelming urge to kiss her, so he did, holding her hand tightly in his and hoping that she’d be able to feel in that kiss all those feelings he harboured for her deep in his heart, all those feelings he dared not say out loud.

The Queen hummed, softly pressing pecks on his lips. “So full”, was all she mumbled against his lips, which made him chuckle.

As he kissed her, Chan felt warmth spreading wildly within him. That warmth kindled the flame in his heart and in the pit of his stomach, that flame that was burning bright just for her. The Queen kissed him with fervour, holding onto him tightly as her mouth slowly savoured his.

After a while, she rolled her hips up into him with a whine, the action made Chan laugh against her lips, and he finally started a slow pace of his hips.

Everything up until that point had been desperate and rushed, but now, something shifted. He wanted to go slow, to feel every graze of her walls around him, to feel her heated skin against his chest, to just bask in the feeling of her all over him, all around him…

And she let him. Of course she did.

The Queen left kisses all over his shoulders, his neck, his collar bones, his face. It was almost overwhelming how tender she was. Her touch reached deep within him, into that box of feelings in his heart that was now just full of her.

When Chan pulled away from her lips and looked her in the eyes, his movements picked up–not going quite fast yet, but going a bit harder, making her moan softly and her body move away from him slightly with every thrust. So, he brought a hand down to her hip as he held himself up with the other, pinning her in place for him to angle his hips just the way he wanted, so he could fuck her just as hard as he wanted.

An especially loud moan, and the string of swears flying from the Queen’s kiss-bitten lips let Chan know he’d found exactly the angle he was looking for, so he kept it that way. If anything, he started going just a tad faster, and the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin quickly filled the room.

“Fuck, I missed you”, Her Majesty speaking all of a sudden, saying those words specifically, made his hips stutter. Her breathy tone shot right down to his cock, it made it twitch, but he recovered quickly.

“Shit, me too. So much, love. So, so much”, Chan removed himself from her embrace, and straightened himself so he could rest his weight on his heels and knees to get a deeper angle.

Throwing one of her legs over his shoulder, one of his hands found purchase on her thigh, and held it against his torso. The other one found the back of her other thigh, and he brought it closer to her chest, relishing the way her flesh dipped under his hold.

“Oh, shit. That’s–” The Queen’s words died on her tongue, replaced with a loud, shameless moan at the new sensations provided by this angle.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking responsive”, picking up his pace, Chan made it a point to hit that sweet spot within her walls repeatedly, as hard as his hips would let him. “Driving me fucking nuts…”

Her Majesty laughed, breathlessly, although the sound was quickly replaced with more of her whines and moans. “How could I not, when you–Shit…”

Seeing her struggling expression brought Chan immense gratification. The fact that it was him bringing her to such a state made his heart swell in his chest, and his cock twitch and leak fluids inside of her with each movement of his hips.

“Keep–Keep doing that, just like that, darling. Fuck”, Her Majesty brought one of her hands to toy with her pierced nipple, while the other shot down to rub circles on her clit. The sight made Chan’s mouth water, and he couldn’t help but groan.

“So pretty…”

He didn’t know how many words of appreciation left his mouth after that, he could hardly register anything that came out of his mouth at this point.

He was light-headed, the feeling of her walls clenching around him, coupled with the sounds coming out of her mouth, and the sight of her pleasuring herself as he fucked her open had completely clouded his senses.

The second the word harder fell from her lips, he was more than ready to comply. He thrusted into her as hard as he could, and if his legs or his ass cramped he would seriously never forgive himself.

Chan could tell she was close. It was obvious to him in the way the movement of her hand on her clit sped up, with how her cries became more frequent, more shameless, and there was nothing he wanted more right now than to have her crumble under him.

The Queen gave him a quick warning, just before her walls finally clamped hard around him, and her legs slightly shook under his hold. Chan couldn’t help the groan that came out of his mouth, both at the sight and the feel of her, and he was now thrusting impossibly faster to chase his own release. By this point, he’d been on the edge for so long he was sure he was going to burst at any moment.

Her Majesty looked up at him with heavy lidded eyes, with one of her hands on top of his where it held her thigh while the other softly caressed his abs. The moment Chan stared back at her, he felt them, the telltale signs of his orgasm just breaching the surface.

“C’mon, Chris, darling. Let go, please”, her voice was barely a whisper, but Chan heard her. The sound pulled at his heartstrings, and, almost immediately, blinding white clouded his vision.

As he came undone, he was groaning, trembling, filling her up with all he had to give. With a few more thrusts, he collapsed on his elbows, lightly gasping for air while another wave of feelings rushed through him.

As soon as he opened his eyes and looked down, his gaze found the Queen’s. Even with the final tingles of pleasure running up and down his spine, a knot started to form in his throat.

Hot tears were coming down the sides of her face. She brought a hand to his arm that rested next to her head, and started caressing his skin softly. The moment he saw a stray dollop fall onto her cheek, he realised that he, too, was crying, and all of a sudden, he was completely overwhelmed with all these feelings coursing through him.

Had his companion been anyone else, Chan would’ve surely felt embarrassed, inadequate, or weak. But not with the Queen.

At the end of the day, she, too, had gone through the same things he had, and lived to see another day. More than that, she’d lived to share her love with someone else.

Everything that had been weighing heavy on his shoulders suddenly came crashing down on Chan. The Alliance, the Charmer, his and his friends’ numerous near death experiences, her recent near death experience, even his home planet, and his late father…

The feeling was all-consuming, and the tears wouldn’t stop, so he moved, pulling himself out of her warmth and the pillow from below her hips, so he could lay his head on her chest. The Queen hugged him close by the shoulders, one of her hands buried in his hair and started lightly massaging his scalp in soothing motions. Chan could feel her chest shake with every intake of breath, with every silent tear shed, just like she could surely feel his.

They stayed there for a long time, just holding onto each other, enjoying the feel of one another, until their breathing evened out and the tears finally dried up. It was comforting, soothing, and Chan felt just so incredibly lucky…

When he pulled himself away from her chest, she regarded him with a warm smile, and cupped his face to wipe his tears away with her thumbs, which made his cheeks heat up immediately. So he just leaned in, and pressed a tender kiss to her lips.

“Sorry, didn’t expect to get so… emotional”, she had a sheepish smile on her lips and her gaze turned down, looking away from his face as she said it.

Chan leaned in again, giving her a quick kiss, and mimicking her own words from earlier before he, too, wiped the wetness still left on her cheeks. “Nothing to be sorry for”.

Her Majesty pulled him into her arms again with a soft giggle, and started pressing kisses all over his face, which in turn made him giggle. Warmth spread within him, rapidly filling each crevice of his being, making him feel just so full of her.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he flipped their positions. With his back now on the bed, the Queen straddled his hips, and his hands settled on her back to draw patterns on her skin.

“Fair warning, I’m about to get super sappy”, Chan looked up at her, and the smile on his face faded. “I can hardly believe we’re here right now. I’ve been so worried… For a moment there, I thought you wouldn’t wake up, and it was honestly breaking me apart”.

The Queen leaned in, and pressed a kiss to his lips, resting most of her body’s weight on him. Her elbows laid on the bed next to his head to keep herself propped up enough to kiss him. It was oddly comforting, grounding, even, to have her weight on him.

“What I’m about to say might sound weird, but at first I didn’t realise I was unconscious”, she said when her lips separated from his, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “The moment I left the spring, I was just feeling detached. I remember the fight, and I remember the battlefield, but it was almost like I was seeing it through someone else’s eyes. When Ike struck Sol, everything went dark. After a while, I thought I was awake, but I wasn’t there, nor here. It was… a place I didn’t know, and it was peaceful there. Lots of people, too. People like me”.

“That… does sound weird”, Chan’s hands laid palm flat on her back, and he softly caressed her skin in soothing motions.

“It does, right? It’s like… like all those before me that had harboured the Shadows were there trying to tell me something, but whenever they spoke, I couldn’t hear them… So, even if it was peaceful, I felt lonely and cold. Not the pleasant coolness that I like, but just… so empty”.

Chan hummed, feeling his heart ache at the description.

After taking a deep breath, the Queen continued. “That is, until I started to hear voices. At first, I’d hear only glimpses… I realise now it was Sol singing to me”, she chuckled while one of her hands moved to rest on Chan’s cheek, the warmth of her palm seeped into his skin and shot straight to his heart. “And then… I heard you. I don’t remember what you were saying, but I remember it was your voice. I started regaining my senses then, and I knew I wasn’t where I was supposed to be. Immediately after, darkness surrounded me, and it felt like the Shadows and I were fighting for a long, long time”.

Chan wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her impossibly closer to him. He didn’t say anything, so she continued. “I don’t remember exactly what happened in there, but I know that after the struggle, I won, and the Shadows accepted me once and for all. That’s when I was finally able to wake up”.

The Queen took a deep breath, with her eyes darting all around his face. “As I woke up, I realised that those that came before me and failed to harbour the Shadows, failed because they got lost in the Shadows, because they couldn’t find their anchor to this world. What I’m trying to say is…This cemented in me the idea that Ike is the biggest fool in the galaxy, for thinking that this was something he could achieve, for thinking this was something he could be. But most importantly…” Moving his hair out of the way, she pressed a tender kiss on Chan’s forehead. “It made me realise that without you and Sol, I wouldn’t have been able to make it”.

It was a lot, and Chan didn’t know what to say. So, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he decided to put his mouth to better use, to let his actions speak for him as his lips found hers. With a hand on her lower back and the other in her hair, he tried his best to pour his heart into her with that kiss.

“Glad you made it”, was all he could whisper against her lips once he pulled away from her lips, making her giggle.

“Glad I made it, too”, she had a splitting smile on her face, and it rubbed off on him, making his heart swell in his chest and a smile of his own spread on his lips.

“So”, Chan’s fingers drew patterns on her back, and the Queen shivered slightly under his touch. “How does a shower and going to meet my friends sound like?”

“Sounds wonderful”, she replied simply, leaning in to place a loud kiss on his lips.

When they stepped out of her chambers, Chan stood outside of her closed door for a moment, suddenly feeling a bit… insecure, which he hated immediately. Her Majesty noticed his shift in mood–because of course she did–so she turned back to him, and walked into his space.

“What’s wrong?” She sounded genuinely concerned, which both warmed him up, and made him feel even worse about his sudden feelings.

“I… Uh…” Chan stuffed his hands in his pockets, focusing his gaze anywhere but her eyes. “Honestly? I’m… kinda not sure where we’re standing…”

“We’re standing in front of my chambers?” Her Majesty sounded confused, which Chan couldn’t blame her for.

Chan chuckled, albeit a bit nervously. “I mean us, you and I”.

The Queen blinked a bit, until his words eventually settled in her mind and she stepped closer to him. “Chris, you just stuffed me full of your cum, like, thirty minutes ago. I’m pretty sure there’s even some still in there. I also told you your voice helped me win the battle within myself… Where do you think we’re standing?” She chuckled, but he saw her confusion still dancing in her eyes.

Chan was suddenly feeling so… inadequate. Reality had finally caught up to him several months too late, it seemed.

“I mean, you’re Queen”, he said it as if that made the entire thing make sense, but Her Majesty just stared at him, blinking. “I’m just a humble man. A very much non-Liralean man, who fixes ships for a living, and–”

“Hey”, the Queen spoke softly, almost quietly. One of her hands went inside his pocket to find his own, and pulled it out. She held it firmly, but gently, lacing her fingers with his.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s never mattered. We don’t follow the principle of blood and birthright, remember?” She laid her other hand on his chest, right over his racing heart. “I want you. You make me happy. And if we ever…” A soft blush spread over her cheeks, and she laughed, a bit breathlessly, shaking her head slightly.

After clearing her throat, she continued, looking him right in the eyes, confidently. “I mean, it’s too soon, but it feels like it’s good to say it now and get it over with… If we stay together for a long time, which, unfortunately for you, is what I’m planning on doing, and if eventually you… you become part of the family, you’ll fit right in. You’re smart, charming, loyal, and I… I’ve got feelings for you. Remember, I do what I want, and I don’t care about anything anyone has to say about it”.

Chan felt it then, the raging blush that started spreading over his cheeks. He felt every single one of her words reach into him and destroy absolutely any doubts in his mind.

Somehow, the prospect of a future, of a forever, didn’t scare him at all. It should’ve, right? Surely one of his friends would’ve told him that, but as she said it, he knew that was exactly what he wanted, too. So, he squeezed her hand tightly, and decided to be absolutely insufferable about it.

“Oh, wow. You’ve got feelings for me? Strong feelings for me?”

The second his teasing words reached her ears, the Queen groaned, rolling her eyes.

“My Gods, shut up! Let go of my hand!” She chuckled, trying to pry her hand away from his, but he wouldn’t let her, he just held it tighter to keep her in place.

With one tug on her hand, the Queen stumbled onto his chest, and his hands quickly found their way to the small of her back to hold her close.

“Does that mean that…” He was serious now, and his eyes scanned her face closely. “That I get to hold you, and kiss you, and be absolutely insufferable to you? Like, publicly?”

“When have you not been insufferable to me in public?” She was trying to sound annoyed. Emphasis on trying, since the splitting smile on her face gave everything away. “But yes. As long as I’m not just a hole you will try to dispose of in two days, yes”.

Chan scoffed at that, as if he would ever… He had not just spent months of painful pining just to let her get away from him that easily. “Oh, love… You’re gonna get so tired of me”, he placed a loud kiss on her lips. “I’m gonna be so annoying”, he was giggling, fucking giggling at the prospect of it all, and the thought made his heart swell in his chest.

“Dear Gods, I’m scared already”, she said between chuckles, between soft pecks of her lips on his own, all right there, right in the middle of the corridor. “Come on, I wanna meet your friends”.

She tried to move away from him, but Chan kept her in place, with his voice serious once again. “Just for the record. I have feelings for you, too”.

A blush spread over her cheeks, just as a sheepish smile painted her features. Her arms looped around his neck, and she pulled him even closer to her, so she could lean in and kiss him. Warmth spread within him, and his heart was threatening to burst out of his chest, blooming with inexplicable joy and adoration.

When the Queen pulled away from him, Chan almost held her hand in his and brought her back into her chambers. But there was no rush, really. They truly had a lifetime ahead of them. So, instead, he placed one last kiss on her lips, took her hand, and tugged her along the corridor.

“Come on, I wanna see Freyja. I need to see my baby girl. It’s almost criminal that I haven’t pet her yet”.

The moment Freyja’s yellow eyes spotted Chan in the courtyard, her tail shot high in the air, and the tip started trembling while she trotted his way. As soon as she was in front of him, she pushed her head so hard against him that he stumbled, and he fell on the grass with a grunt while Freyja laid next to him, rolling and showing him her belly.

“You missed me, baby girl? I missed you, too”, Chan’s hands were on her in an instant, petting her forehead, her back, and booping her nose. All while the Queen just giggled fondly, looking at them.

“I’m starting to think you missed her more than you missed me”, Her Majesty chuckled, and moved to stand behind Chan as he crouched next to Freyja.

“Nonsense. I missed you both equally”.

The three of them made their way to the castle’s entrance, where the Queen happily greeted the guards when they opened the gates. The trek down to the castle town suddenly became much more enjoyable to Chan now that he could confidently hold Her Majesty’s hand in his. Freyja separated from them frequently to chase critters in the grass, earning her stern looks from her owner. It was all so familiar, and it honestly felt just right.

The Queen told Chan the events that occurred after she regained consciousness, how the High King had bawled his eyes out, sputtering unintelligible words of appreciation towards her while Hoseok hugged them both, how Wang Eun and Jenna practically suffocated her with a tight hug as soon as they saw her, how Dev tried his best–and failed–to conceal his happy tears. It was heartwarming, really, and Chan hadn’t expected any differently from her loved ones.

“Also…” Her Majesty stopped in her tracks just as they reached the castle town, tugging on his hand for him to come closer to her. “I’m really proud of all you guys did while I was out. I know it must’ve been hard for you to… to stay back and continue assisting the Alliance. I’m really grateful”.

Chan brought his hands to the small of her back, and pulled her flush to him. Mustering his most teasing, whiny tone. “It was so hard. I’m gonna need some compensation for all the emotional damage”.

Even if it had been hard, and he did suffer emotional damage–something he would likely have to work on in due time–at this moment, with her finally in his arms, he was just joking, finding great satisfaction in just teasing her.

The Queen chuckled, resting her arms comfortably around his neck. “I can think of a few ways to repay your efforts”, she leaned in, and connected her lips to his, effectively killing any possible response Chan had to give her.

Chan hummed when she pulled away, holding her gaze while his fingers drew patterns on the small of her back. “Maybe we should meet my friends some other time…”

The thought of going back to her chambers was suddenly way too tempting. His hands dipped just the tiniest bit lower, almost, almost resting on the curve of her bum.

She snorted at that, and placed a quick peck on his lips. “Come on, I wanna meet them now. We can do whatever you want later”.

“Oh? Whatever I want?”

“Whatever you want”, she pressed another loud kiss on his lips, and pulled herself from his hold.

With his hand in hers, she tugged Chan along the streets, moving towards the complex he and his friends were going to live in.

“Your Majesty!” Felix almost sent the Queen to the floor the moment his body collided with hers. He brought her into a tight hug the second she came into his flat, where the rest of Chan’s friends were also currently in. “So happy to see you”.

“Good to see you, too, my dear”, Her Majesty chuckled, hugging him back and patting his head in a tender gesture. “You’ve gotten stronger”.

“You can feel it, too?” Felix pulled himself away from her, with a splitting smile on his face that made his eyes crinkle at the corners. She simply nodded, with a smile of her own making her face light up.

Chan went around the room, introducing her to each one of his friends. They all greeted the Queen enthusiastically, and a friendly conversation picked up between them.

Her Majesty inquired about everyone’s origins and home planets, about their different cultures and their expectations for the future now that the Charmer had been imprisoned. Chan’s friends answered her questions without hesitation, inquiring about her own life, and life in Lira Le in general, all while Changbin scolded them when any of them forgot to address her by her title.

‘But Chan’s not using any titles, and you’re not scolding him!’ Jeongin had the nerve to complain, to which Chan simply pinched the Queen’s cheek with a ‘That’s because she’s given me permission’ making her scoff and proclaim ‘I never gave you permission, you just did whatever you wanted and I let you because you’re too cute’, right there in front of his friends, swatting his hand away from her cheek only to pinch his instead, leaving Chan embarrassingly stumbling over his words.

Everyone had different aspirations, dreams and goals they wanted to fulfil now that they could finally think about it. So Her Majesty offered her help, even if just to get them in contact with someone who could provide them with more detailed information, or guide them in the right direction.

At some point, Chan moved from the living room to the open kitchen, where he sat on one of the stools and looked at the ruckus in front of him with a fond smile on his lips.

Changbin came close and took a seat next to Chan, reaching for one of the fruits from the basket in the middle of the counter. “You look sick”.

Chan’s eyes widened, surprised. He didn’t feel sick at all. He felt great, actually. “What do you mean?”

“Sickly in love”, Minho said simply, going to the fridge to take a jug of water.

Chan snorted, rolling his eyes and lightly pushing Minho on the shoulder once he sat down next to him as well. “Honestly, I’m so happy right now, I’m not even mad, say whatever the fuck you want”.

As the afternoon turned into the evening, the group moved from the complex to the main boulevard. It was food night at the market, and the Queen–aided by Dev, Wang Eun, and Jenna–had expertly manoeuvred the group around the numerous stalls to get enough food and drinks for a whole army.

Jeongin and Jisung almost had a heart attack the moment Freyja caught up with them at the Fountain Plaza. The feline was now lying comfortably on the floor between Chan and Minho, who–once the initial shock of a giant panther coming in close contact with him faded–was ecstatic with the company because ‘A cat is a cat no matter the size!’

“This is so good”, Hyunjin said the second the first bite of food was in his mouth.

“I can certainly understand why you wanted to come here so badly”, Seungmin commented as well, with his cheeks puffed up, full of food.

“Oh, you haven’t seen half of it. Now that the imminent threat is over I can finally pull myself away from that damned crystal ball. I’ll show you guys other towns when the time allows it”, the Queen said from where she sat next to Chan, taking a sip of her drink.

“I can take care of it now, Your Majesty. We now know Dall messages are read even when not signed”, Dev said, taking a huge bite of his food.

“Dall messages?” Changbin inquired, furrowing his eyebrows.

Her Majesty looked at him, blinking, then turned to Chan, sounding slightly incredulous. “You didn’t tell them?”

Chan shrugged, quickly chewing the food in his mouth so he could swallow it. “I promised I wouldn’t say anything to my crewmates, remember? I didn’t know if you wanted me to”.

“Oh…” The Queen held his gaze, while her eyes changed focus from one of his to the other repeatedly.

Chan knew what that look in her eyes was, and he had to bite his tongue inside his mouth. He looked away, training his gaze back on the plate in his hand before he risked getting arrested for public indecency.

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty, but Chris didn’t tell us what?” Felix asked from where he sat next to the Queen, taking a sip of his drink.

“That I’m Dall”, she shrugged, taking a bite of her food, like her words meant nothing, like she wasn’t revealing the biggest secret of the entire Rebel Alliance in this very public place surrounded by members of that same Alliance.

“What?!” There was a collective gasp within the group, except for Dev, Wang Eun, and Jenna, who clearly knew all about it already.

“Holy shit, I thought you might’ve been from Dall’s unit, not that you were Dall”, Felix’s eyebrows were high on his face, clearly surprised.

It was true. At some point after they left, Felix had conjured this entire theory that the Queen was part of Dall’s unit. He fed it to Jeongin and Seungmin, only to finally be shot down by Changbin because ‘You guys are getting too annoying with this! I’ll throw you into the trash chute!’ Back then, Chan couldn’t have even imagined they were that close to the truth.

“Oh, I’ve got another one for you, then”, Chan said, putting food in his mouth. “Dall’s unit is the Queen’s Guard, dude”.

“The Queen’s Gua–!” Felix’s incredulous words were interrupted by the sudden scoff that resonated in the space.

“As usual, my dear sister doing whatever she wants with our traditions”, the voice of the High King had everyone’s heads snapping in his direction, and his presence immediately made the Queen sigh.

“Shut up, you’re late”, she glared at him. “You’re forgiven, Hoseok”, she added as she handed containers of food to the two men, and the group made enough space for both of them to sit within their circle.

As the night went on, and everyone in the group warmed up to the new faces, an animated conversation flew seamlessly among them.

Everyone shared stories, jokes, and explanations–the latter mostly from the Queen’s side. They were simply enjoying the food, the drinks, and the company.

Chan could feel the way his friends loosened up and let themselves feel comfortable and safe–no longer worried about having to fight for their lives. Much like Chan, Changbin, and Felix had felt the first time they stayed here.

As for Chan, surrounded by his loved ones, with the Queen’s arm interlocked with his as they sat there with their backs resting against the fountain’s base, he felt warmth and happiness overflowing within him.

At last, he had peace.

He could finally live.

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