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dirtysvthoughts · 11 days ago

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𝙗𝙖𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣! [1𝗄 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇] - part. 2: the arrival

synopsis: you and your boyfriend have been working nonstop. performances on his end and endless meetings on yours. when you both finally get a break, he proposes you two get away for a few days. little do the both of you know that this “baecation” will provide physical, emotional, and sexual healing.

general tags/warnings: smut, pwp, female! reader, boyfriend! chan, non-idol! chan (professional dancer! chan), vacation/baecation getaway, lots of teasing, lots of dirty talk, lingerie on reader, hotel room sex, balcony sex, pool sex, basically chan and reader are just horny lovebirds

this part’s tags/warnings: fluff, smut, food, going to a restaurant, mentions of alcohol, we're finally at the beach so if beaches and waterfronts are not your thing this is not the story for you, reader wears a revealing monokini, chan's abs are on display at the pool, kissing/making out, fingering, pool sex, public sex (please don't do this), p in v, sex w/o a condom (please also don't do this without other forms of protection) - please let me know if i missed anything else!

word count: 4.9k

notes: part 2 is FINALLY here my besties! sorry for making y'all wait for this like a movie sequel, so much has happened but i'm finally happy i was able to share this with you all. one of the besties asked if i could make the font bigger, so i made it bigger so it could be more accessible! i hope you enjoy this sweet, sexy second part, cause the heat really turns on in part 3! 👀

taglist will be reblogged!

———

knowing that you would be spending the weekend with your boyfriend put you in a better mood for the rest of the week. even some of your coworkers began to notice that your usual tiresome demeanor was replaced with a brighter, more proactive one.

after you leave your last meeting, you’re back in your office shutting down your computer and packing your things - when one of your closest comrades knocks on your door. “come in!” you respond, and the door opens revealing a smiling, warm face. “hey girl, hey! i see someone is looking like her usual self!” she beams at you, and you can’t help but smile back. “what’s got you all giddy?”

“chan and i are going away for the weekend, we’re going to crystal beach!” you grab your keys and purse as you turn off the lights and mina shuts the door for you. both of you walk together towards the elevator.

“oh my gosh, crystal beach? i’m sooooo jealous, i’ve always wanted to go! i’ve seen insta stories of other people who went, and they say the water is so clear you can see to the bottom! ugh, you lucky, lucky bastard, i can’t believe you’re not taking me!” mina whines and you can’t help but laugh aloud.

“we’ll take a girls trip soon, mina! plus chan and i haven’t spent a whole ton of time together and now we finally have the chance. i need this week to hurry up so i can feel my toes in the sand,” you sigh dreamily, finally reaching the elevator. you press the down button to head to the parking deck.

“well you better not leave out a single detail - i want to know ev-er-y-thing!” mina declares. “alright, alright - i promise i’ll tell you everything when i get back on tuesday,” you chuckle, waving your friend goodbye as the elevator opens. “i’m gonna get my nails touched up this afternoon and i have some extra errands to do before the trip, so i’ll text you before we leave tomorrow!”

“alright, you and chan have fun!” mina smiles at you one last time before the elevator closes with you inside, and you wave to her one last time before the machine starts to move down.

—--

after your nail appointment, the rest of your afternoon turned evening is spent packing the rest of your bags, cleaning your apartment, and cooking and eating dinner. now you’re relaxing on your couch with a glass of wine, reading a book and listening to some music. you could work on some things for work, but you opted not to. on the eve of your vacation, all you wanted to do was unwind.

after an hour into your reading session, you hear a familiar ding from your phone. you close your book momentarily, reaching for your phone. as you read the text, your face frowns, the day not ending the way you hoped.

channie ♥️: hey baby, sorry, i have to stay late for tonight’s filming so i don’t think i’ll be able to stay the night 🙁

channie ♥️: i’ll be at your place at 8 okay? get some rest and i’ll see you tomorrow

you sigh in disappointment, you were kinda hoping to end your day with chan sleeping in your bed and your legs entangled with his. but you couldn’t be too disappointed, at least 24 hours from now, your legs would be intertwined with us. you just had to wait a little longer.

babe 😏: don’t worry chan, i understand! i’ll see you in the morning <3

babe 😏: i’m a little disappointed that you can’t spend the night tho :( i was really looking forward to having you all to myself for an extra night

channie ♥️: well don’t you worry

channie ♥️: i’ll have the whole weekend to make it up to you

channie ♥️: just got called back to the set, i’ll text you when i’m done okay? love you 😘

your heart skips a beat at his words and you can’t help but twirl your hair at his second message. “i’ll have the whole weekend to make it up to you…” “sounds good to me,” you chuckle, putting your phone down and opening your book again.

—--

your alarm goes off at 6 am, and while it takes you a minute to regain your senses, a smile makes its way on your face.

you didn’t have to go to work.

you would be at the beach in a matter of hours.

and you would be spending the rest of the day with your boyfriend.

you stretch your limbs as you make your way out of your bed, heading towards your bathroom to get yourself ready.

after showering, changing into your outfit, and eating a light breakfast, you scroll through your social media apps as you wait for chan to come to your apartment. about five minutes after finishing your breakfast, you hear three knocks on your door. like lightning you speed toward the front of your apartment, opening the door and squealing when chan comes into your view, your arms hugging his chest tightly.

“missed me baby?” chan inquired, wrapping his arms around you and staring at you lovingly, kissing your forehead. “so very much,” you sigh as you lean further into his touch, his sweet scent taking over your senses. before you can get too comfortable though, chan lightly taps your shoulder, which causes you to look up at him.

“as much as i would love to continue holding you, we do have to get on the road pretty soon,” he gently smiles at you, holding your chin up with his fingers. you nod in response as you move away from chan, heading back to your room to get your bags. “are you getting your things? let me get them for you, wait here,” he tells you as he walks in front of you. your face blushes at the simple, yet considerate gesture - your boyfriend was always one to go out of his way for you, even with the simplest of actions. while he works on gathering your belongings, you make sure the rest of the apartment is clean, and you pull the plug on some of your appliances, making sure that your landlords wouldn’t overcharge you for something as simple as a plugged in coffee machine.

by the time you finish the final check, chan takes both your bags and your purse from your room and brings them to the door. “do you want me to turn off your room lights?”

“please and thank you,” you smile as you dim the rest of the lights in your space. when chan emerges from your room after turning off your room lights, you open the door so he can come out. chan grabs your bags and you press a button that immediately turns off all of the lights. when both of you exit your apartment, you lock the door, the mini melody playing signifying that your place was secure.

once you and chan get to his car in the parking garage, he opens the door for you before putting your bags in the back. you thank him as you take your seat, but you quickly notice something laying at your feet. “chan, you got me a blanket?” you ask as your take the thick, decorated cloth and open it up, draping it across your lap.

“yeah, just in case you got cold or wanted something to wrap up with - i know how much you like having a blanket around you whenever we’re at your place.”

“just when i think you can’t get any sweeter.. you really spoil me, chan,” you kiss his cheek before he walks around to the driver’s seat. when both of the front doors are closed, he starts the engine and begins to back out of the parking space, driving down level by level to the parking garage entrance.

—--

from the city to crystal beach is about three and a half hours, which lends the perfect opportunity for you and chan to catch up once again about your daily lives. you’ve been on the road for about an hour and fifteen minutes, leaving quite some time for you to view the highway scenery. there’s music playing from both of your favorite artists, but it’s turned down so you can focus on each other’s voices.

“and yeah, yeonjun and i are going to teach another class this weekend after we perform at all the music shows this week. this is probably the best collaboration i’ve ever done with another dancer. sometimes friendships can put work at odds, but not with yeonjun and i. it really helps that we get along.”

“that’s so great chan! i’m happy for you! i can’t wait to see all of the videos, the last class you two did was incredible, everyone did so well! and i can’t wait to see you on the music shows too, i always cheer when i see your face on the screen! it makes me so proud to see you performing with some of the biggest names in the industry. i know i said it the last time we talked, but i really do want you to know that i’m proud of you.”

“thanks baby,” a look of genuine sincerity coming from his face. “how have things been at work?”

“still a bit intense, but knowing that i have this break made things a bit easier. thankfully after this week, a lot of the heavy lifting will be over. if the company that hired us really likes what they see, it could mean a lot of good things, i’d get more commissions, my reputation would increase, my boss has even mentioned a possible promotion!”

“babe! a promotion? that’s amazing! if you get the promotion what would it mean?”

“well, it would mean a raise, a bigger office, an assistant, me officially being in charge of teams,” you sigh in amazement, “it would mean i’m one step closer to being in charge. it feels surreal, i remember when i first started at the company as the average employee, and soon i might be in the executive board’s inner circle.”

chan’s heart can’t help but feel overwhelmed with pride for you. he knew this job meant a lot to you, and since he met you - you were always one to put your best foot forward with anything. the fruits of your labor were finally being rewarded, and he couldn’t be happier for you.

after going to a rest stop to stretch your legs and eat, you’re back on the road again - but a comfortable silence takes over the car. you fell asleep almost as soon as chan reached the highway. he quickly fixes your blanket over your body, admiring how cute you look. “so adorable,” he thinks to himself, rubbing your left leg with his right palm, hands going back to the steering wheel so he can focus on the road.

10 minutes before the car trip is over, you wake from your slumber, your slight groans getting your boyfriend’s attention. “hey babe, sleep well?”

“yeah,” you mumble, stretching your arms out as far as you can. “sorry, i wanted to talk to you some more but i guess i was even more tired than i thought.”

“don’t worry about it, baby - like i said, we’ll have plenty of time to do anything and everything we want for the entire weekend.”

finally, you reach the hotel after a nearly four hour drive. the palm trees, the marble construction, and the grandiose of the outside of the hotel has you amazed. even though this was just a regular franchised hotel, it felt like you were at one of those luxury hotels you saw in the dramas you watched.

after chan finds a parking space and turns off the car, the both of you help each other with your belongings as you walk to the hotel’s entrance, the inside stunning you even more than the outside.

“chan!” you whisper and his head turns toward you, “this hotel is amazing babe! where did you even find this place?”

“yeonjun helped me out a bit,” he scratches his head shyly. “stay here for a sec, i’m gonna go check us in.”

chan walks over to the front desk and you take the time to yourself to notice the hotel’s lobby. you see some of the chefs putting food into several chafing dishes, while other people talk and drink amongst themselves in the dining area. “i guess there’s a dinner party later,” you say to yourself.

chan comes back with a smile on his face as he takes his half of the luggage. “c’mon baby, our room is ready.”

you and chan take the elevator up to the 15th floor, one of the highest floors in the hotel. chan lets you exit first, following quickly behind you. “left or right chan?” you ask, not sure which way to turn.

“right, we’re in a corner near the end of the hallway - room 1563.” you lead the way and after about a two minute walk, you arrive at the door - golden numbers displayed on the nameplate above the peephole.

chan maneuvers in front of you, holding the multicolored key card to the door’s card reader. two tiny green lights flash as the door unlocks, chan pushing the door away from him to hold it for you.

as you enter the room, you tell chan thanks momentarily looking behind you to drag the two suitcases you were holding. but as soon as you look in front of you again, you audibly gasp, you can feel the stillness in your breath for a few seconds.

the room is big enough to showcase a beautiful view of the outside, giving you an almost full access view of the beach through the large, wide glass windows. there’s a separate area for the living room, giving you and chan a place to eat or watch something on the tv. you leave the suitcases aside this time as you venture further into the room, the bathroom decorated in gorgeous white marble reminiscent of the sand. you run your hands over the smooth, tan shower tiles, also taking in how much space there was in the tub.

you exit the bathroom and enter the bedroom, the king size bed stealing the show with its heavenly, angellike appearance. the sheets, pillows, and covers looked like they were made of clouds. as you fall onto the bed, you let the depths of the furniture overtake you, the softness of everything quickly returning you to dreamland.

as you turn your body around, you notice that the view that first met your eyes extends into the bedroom. the blue sky and the sandy white beach is still viewable from your room and that easily becomes the icing on the cake.

“chan, this is literally the best hotel room ever!” you say excitedly as he comes back into your line of vision. he lugs some of the suitcases behind him, putting them against the wall. he figured you both would find some time to unpack later. “i’m glad you like it baby! i called the hotel during my breaks to make sure we had a room with a great view, and by the looks of it - they really delivered!’

you stand up from the bed and walk towards the windows, getting a more intimate view of the outside. you sigh in relief at the sheer beauty of the ocean, hands caressing your heart through your clothes. as chan congregates the rest of the luggage against the wall, he notices you taking in the view and walks behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. his soft lips kiss the shell of your ear and you automatically blush, knowing what that action does to you.

“let’s make this the best weekend ever,” he states, rubbing the small of your waist with his thumb.

you nod in response, leaning into his touch - spending a few more quiet moments with your lover as you both take in the view beyond the glass.

—---

a few hours pass by as you and chan get settled in for the weekend. while chan rests from all the driving, you decided to unpack your belongings in the meantime. you work on rearranging your skincare products in the bathroom when chan calls out your name.

“yeah baby?” you inquire as you tidy up, exiting the bathroom, your eyes meeting your boyfriend’s. “are you hungry by any chance? i think the food we ate at the rest stop has worn off for me.”

you notice a quiet, quick rumble from your stomach as soon as chan mentions the word “food.” to be honest, everything you ate from the rest stop wore off by the time you got to the hotel, but you didn’t have much of an appetite to tell chan that you were hungry.

“some food sounds great,” you sigh, noticing that the sky is beginning to change colors. you pick up your phone and the clock reads 6:47, realizing the sun would probably go down within the next 30, 45 minutes. “we should probably go now though, just in case there are any long lines.”

“okay, let me straighten up and then we can go okay?” chan moves from the bed and into the bathroom to take a look at himself in the mirror. “that’s alright - i want to change too before we leave, you have some time!” you open your suitcase and find a pair of denim shorts and a crop top, discarding your sweats and oversized shirt. after changing, you quickly check yourself in the bedroom’s full length mirror, fixing your hair and applying a little more perfume.

at the same time, chan finishes up and exits the bathroom and grabs his bag, asking if you were ready to leave. you quickly grab your room key and put it in your bag.

“ready, let’s go!” you say as you take his hand and exit the room, the door locking behind you.

after a few minutes of walking outside the hotel, you quickly notice a restaurant right on the waterfront. it looked busy, but not too busy to where you and chan would have to wait a long time.

“hey chan, why don’t we go here?” you point in the direction of the beach. “it’s close by and we could walk down the shore after if you want.”

“okay, that sounds good,” chan agrees as he takes your hand once again.

in 15 minutes, you arrive at the restaurant, get a booth right by a view of the beach, and you’re currently waiting for food to come to feed both your stomachs. you share another comfortable silence, the hunger taking over the need to speak.

once the food comes out and both of you have eaten a decent amount, chan takes the opportunity to speak to you. “did you want to do anything special tonight? or did you wanna relax back in the room?”

you deliberate for a moment, but then you remembered something that caught your attention before you left the hotel. “do you wanna have a late night swim?” you lace a hint of sexy suggestion within the question. “i saw a heated pool, or at least it looked like it was heated, and now i really wanna go,” you sweetly smile at him and he can’t help but smile back at your cuteness.

“a swim sounds great, actually - let’s do it!” he smirks to himself as he takes a sip of his drink.

“what are you thinking about over there?” you playfully question him.

“nothing,” he laughs as she shakes his head, the thought of you in a skimpy bathing suit entering his mind.

the next two hours are spent taking in the sights and scenery of the boardwalk and then walking back to the hotel, hand in hand with your lover. once both of you are back in your hotel room, you both head to the bedroom to get your swimwear.

once you have your monokini in hand, your mind comes up with a brilliant, naughty idea.

“hey chan, i’m gonna change in the bathroom, can you wait for me on the couch when you’re done?”

“sure, no problem,” he responds, an inquisitive look on his face. he decides not to question your motives, but he knows you’re up to something.

you head into the bathroom, closing the door, behind you with a smile on your face. you hold the soft blue one-piece to your chest, with waist cut-outs and a golden ring in the center holding the sexy piece of clothing together.

truth be told, as much as you were excited to spend this vacation relaxing with chan, you couldn’t deny the physical needs you had for him too. there would be some days he would video call you after a long night of practice and a throbbing sensation between your legs grew at how good he looked. between his hair falling in his face and his deep, soothing voice, your body yearned for his body to be on top of yours, kissing you deeply, fucking you into the morning. but because you were too sweet to disrupt his schedule (and knowing you had things to do too), you often took care of things yourself.

this vacation was your moment, for you to fulfill your latest fantasies and for him to eventually have his way with you - and this sexy little one-piece (you hope) would get the ball rolling. you strip out of your clothes and slip on the bathing suit, quickly admiring yourself in the mirror. you turn around and smirk to yourself as most of your behind is on display, the cheekiness of the cutouts accentuating your curves. god, you couldn’t wait for him to get his hands on you - knowing he would find you irresistible.

“baby, are you ready?” chan calls out to you from the couch. you quickly put on your cover up, a long periwinkle button up shirt, making sure chan wouldn’t get any early surprises.

“coming!” you call back, closing the bathroom door behind you and putting your sandals back on. you enter the living room and see chan scrolling on his phone, black swim trunks and white t-shirt on to cover him up for the meantime. chan comes to attention when he sees you enter the room, standing up from the couch.

“okay, let’s go!” you nod your head in the direction of the door as chan walks behind you.

“lead the way, baby.”

—--

you scan your key card against the reader, and the door to the pool area unlocks. to your surprise, the floor is completely empty - not another body in sight. “hmm, i honestly thought there would be more people here - i mean, it’s not that late,” you drop your belongings on the nearest chair and take off your sandals.

“i guess everyone decided to keep to themselves tonight, lucky for us though,” chan smiles as he pulls his shirt over his head.

and that’s when you freeze.

“oh my god?? since when did he get so built?” you think to yourself.

everything from his arms, shoulders, and pecs are defined and detailed, but your eyes immediately are drawn to his abs. his gorgeous, sculpted six-pack abs that you so desperately wanted to roam your tongue along and ride until you were dripping down his body.

it’s been entirely too long since you got some action. you needed him now.

“you okay?” chan asks, tapping your shoulder and snapping you out of your daze. “huh?” you respond by shaking your head. “you were kinda staring at me blankly for a minute.” you blush, trying to hide your face in your shoulder. now you’ve weirded your boyfriend out. “sorry, i’m fine,” you whisper, but your body was clearly displaying that you were anything but fine.

you try and relieve the awkwardness by taking off your cover up, letting the shirt fall off your body and onto the folding chair near to your feet. now it’s chan’s turn to stop and stare. everything about your little one-piece enticed him. it fit your body perfectly, especially the cutouts - showing slivers of your skin. now he had an urge to lace his fingers in through the cloth and take you down.

this time, you don’t see him longing staring at you - only noticing he wasn’t immediately following behind you as you took the steps down into the water. “channie,” you call out to him in a sing-song voice, beckoning him with your index finger to come over. “c’mon baby, it’s not as fun without you.”

—--

all it takes is 7 minutes.

7 minutes of swimming, splashing chan in the face with water (and him getting you back), and seeing who can hold their breath the longest - before your mind goes back to earlier thoughts.

“channie?”

“yeah, baby?”

“i know i’ve said this already, but i’m really glad i get to spend this weekend with you. i really missed spending time with you.”

chan heart swells at your words and he moves strands of hair that got in your face. “i missed spending time with you too, all those late nights where all i wanted to do was hold in my arms. and now i finally can. you have no idea how much i missed you.”

you see an opportunity and take the chance. you tenderly wrap your legs around chan’s waist. once chan sees what you are trying to do, he holds you by the small of your back, swimming with you to the shallowest edge of the pool.

“you look so pretty like this,” he admires as your back hits the edge of the pool. chan’s lips inch closer to yours, the tension so thick between you two you could cut it with a knife. deciding not to waste any more time, you press your lips gently against his and he kisses you back with such intensity that you can feel your body begin to heat up.

chan’s tongue begins to dance with yours and he angles your neck so you could feel him even more. you moan into his mouth as one of his hands holds your jaw - and one of your hands holds his forearms for stability. then you feel chan’s mouth move to your neck, his lips slowly moving down your skin. you feel him alternating between soft nips and licks, knowing exactly which spots that get you going. your moans become louder and higher in pitch and your grip on chan’s forearms becomes tighter as he continues.

“mmm, channie!” you gasp as he bites down on one of your sweet spots. “that feels so good, fuck!”

chan smirks in response, enjoying every little whimper and mewl that came out your mouth. maybe he would admit this out loud one day, but he loves it when you audibly react whenever he makes you feel good.

and he had every intention to get you to scream his name in this unoccupied pool.

his fingers work his way to the bottom of your one-piece, slipping them inside so he can massage your clit. he starts at a slow pace, rubbing the pads of his fingers back and forth. you bite your lip at the feeling, threatening to draw blood. he continues at the steady pace with you chanting his name like it was the only word you knew.

then it happens. the rubbing becomes thrusting, pistoning - and with water surrounding the both of you, everything feels so surreal that you nearly feel lightheaded.

“ahhh, channie - i’m gonna! i’m g-gonna,” you cry, feeling the knot in your stomach tightening. but the second chan feels you’re about to release, he removes his fingers from your wetness - bringing them to his mouth so he can taste you.

“chan?! why’d you stop?” you shriek, almost upset that he didn’t let you cum but your disappointment quickly turns to shock as he hoists you up to sit at the edge of the pool, gently pushing you down so your back hits the floor. chan’s hands rush to take off your swimsuit, pulling it down low enough to have your chest and your pussy exposed.

once you're taken care of, he takes off his swim trunks revealing his very hard, very thick dick. it’s then that you realize you two also haven’t had sex in a while either and you wanted nothing else than for chan to be inside you.

“let’s see how long you can last,” he smirks, putting his tip in as you gasp. once you begin to adjust to his tip, he eases more of him inside your aching walls, thrusting slowly first like he did with his fingers.

“please go faster,” you beg, barely above a whisper. “channie, i need you, i need you so bad!”

he obliges and speeds up, thrusting into you quicker and your body begins to writhe.

“oh god, oh god - chan! channie! channie i can’t! i can’t!” you sob, unable to hold back any longer. you come all over his lower half, pretty sure your juices were leaking onto the concrete floor.

you’re panting at this point, sitting up to regain some air. what happened seems to be unreal. did you really just get fucked in and out of a pool? without getting caught?

before you mind starts to wonder any further, chan kisses you one last time and you press your chest against his, wanting to be closer to him.

“why don’t we take this back to the room, huh?” chan asks.

without a word - you quickly grab your bags, your towels, and his hand, pressing the button to exit the pool room and moving toward the elevator.

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dirtysvthoughts · 1 year ago

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𝙗𝙖𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣! [1𝗄 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇] - part. 1: the destination

this part’s tags/warnings: cooking and food, kissing, tinges of suggestive material, mentions of the beach, waterfronts, etc.

word count: 2.6k

notes: well, she’s finally here! baecation is ready for you all to consume and i really hope you all like it! 🥹 thank you again for 1k, it still feels very surreal and i’m so lucky to do one of the things i love and share it with you guys. now before i get too sappy, let’s get into it shall we?

taglist will be reblogged!

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quite frankly - you’re over it.

for the past month and a half, you’ve been pushing your limits at your job. your boss designated you as the lead of a project and on top of that, you had to put in overtime to ensure that the project workload AND your individual load were still up to standards. while you knew things would be worth it in the end (your project commissions and overtime would give you an extra $2,500 dollars on your paycheck), you would be lying if you said your mental and physical health were starting to deteriorate.

today especially, you realized things were going to get worse before they got better. as you shut down your workspace, you felt ounces of your energy leave your body. too much happened for your liking - your teammates argued about the project’s direction, your boss complained about the most minute details in a presentation you were to give in a few days, and to culminate the day, your company laptop malfunctioned while you were working and it had to be sent to i.t. for it to get fixed. at this point, you were ready to head home, wrap yourself up in your covers, and forget about everything and everyone.

you’re not sure if you heard people say goodbye to you as you left the office, but if they did, you were too tired (and too agitated) to care and respond back. as you enter into the parking deck of your office building, you fish for your phone and see some missed texts from your boyfriend, chan.

channie ❤️: hey, just wanted to check on you

channie ❤️: i’ll probably be over later tonight

channie ❤️: so much is going on, and i really want to see you

you breathe a sigh of relief at seeing your boyfriend’s name appear on your screen, but you also can’t help but worry. your boyfriend chan was a professional dancer - and a damn good one. he’s been dancing since he was three, and it’s his first love. he teaches at three of the most popular dance studios on a weekly basis, drawing in huge crowds of avid and eager learners. his instagram comments are always flooded with words of praise - handsomeness and talent catching the eyes of millions. his sharpness, keen eye for detail, and flawless execution made him the target for entertainment companies and he was often called in to be a backup dancer or choreograph for popular idol groups. currently, he’s preparing to dance with a popular boy group after their latest comeback broke records.

he did mention that his rehearsals were getting a bit more intense, especially since this group in particular were about to start their promotion period. there were days where he complained that his body ached and times that you helped take care of him, so you just had to pray and hope that today wasn’t as harsh on him.

you and chan have been together for a year and a half after meeting at party hosted by a mutual friend. you weren’t sure that you two were a good match for each other, but after a few meet-ups and intriguing conversations you realized that you two had more in common than you thought. whatever one of you might have lacked, another made up for in actions or words. you two complemented each other and you had each other’s backs. even through some rough patches, you both realized that there was no one else you wanted to be with. there was no going back.

as you started your car engine, you shoot a quick text back to chan, thanking all higher powers you would at least have some better solace this evening.

babe 😏: you too? i guess we can talk about later when you come by. see you in a bit, love ya ❤️

the drive after work feels somewhat longer than normal, the traffic almost making you reach your limit. but you finally find yourself back in the comfort of your apartment, kicking your shoes off to the side and dropping your bag and blazer to the floor. you breathe a huge sigh of relief as you enter your bedroom, take off your bra, and flop onto your bed, letting the sweet scent of your bedsheets fill your nose.

you find yourself drifting into dreamland a few minutes later, but the grumbling of your stomach and the fact that you still had the rest of your work clothes on brings you back to reality. despite some opposition from the rest of your body, you get up and grab some loungewear from your dresser and head for the shower, hoping to relax your tense muscles.

after you come out the shower and change, you head to the kitchen to start on dinner. you decide on chicken fried rice - one of you and chan’s favorite meals to eat together. you pull the ingredients from the fridge and the seasonings from the cabinet, asking your smart home device to play serene, chill music. the instrumentals fill your space, and you get to work - washing the chicken first.

as you finish garnishing both plates, you hear your doorbell ring. you check your camera, and smile as you see your boyfriend come into view. you quickly wash your hands and answer the door, embracing chan in a tight hug before he can even say anything to you.

he’s surprised at how you rush at him, but it quickly melts into a soft smile as he wraps one hand around your waist and one on the back of your neck. he gently sways you back and forth, rubbing the small of your skin. after nearly eight hours of rehearsal, all he wanted to do was spend the rest of the day with you with no worries.

“hey you,” he whispers, glowing smile still on his perfect features. you finally make eye contact with him, a smile coming on your face, beaming at the fact that you were finally with your love. “hey,” you respond, going up on your toes to press a kiss to his soft cheek. chan takes the opportunity to place his hand on your chin and places a kiss on your lips. he quickly realizes he missed this wonderful feeling, and he deepens his movements, smirking when you can feel yourself lose all control and give into his desires.

you have to force yourself to come off him, knowing that if this continues dinner would be long forgotten. “c’mon babe, i made your favorite!” you take his hand and he drops his bags by your door, the familiar blending of seasonings wafting through his nose. “you made chicken fried rice?!” chan beams, entering the kitchen, his mouth nearly drooling at the plate full of goodness. “man, i really needed this today, thank you baby,” he places a kiss on your cheek this time as he goes to wash his hands. you can’t help but blush as you take the plates to the table, taking your seat as chan follows behind you.

“i’ll eat deliciously,” he affirms you, toasting your fork to you, taking his first bite and nodding in agreement at your cooking. you give him a minute to eat before you ask him anything.

“how have rehearsals been?”

“in one word, crazy,” he sighs. “i had to come in early to teach one of the members since he had an overseas schedule when the group had practice. then we had to rework some formations and drill the choreo over and over to get ready for filming tomorrow. i’m excited for filming and all, but im just tired.”

you sigh, shaking your head in agreement. “that’s understandable, things at the office have been crazy too. i love what i do, but this overtime is driving me crazy. i can’t wait to be finished so i can get this big bonus.”

“you’ve got this through. and when that check comes, it’ll all be worth it. just make sure you take care of yourself in the meantime. you know i’m proud of you right?” he rubs your back, his hand softening your tight muscles.

“thanks,” you respond shyly, smiling at your lover. “you know i’m proud of you too. you’re living out your dream everyday and you’re having fun doing it. your hard work is paying off too, chan. if i haven’t told you lately, you’re doing amazing. but you also need to make sure you’re taking care of yourself too, okay?”

he nods in agreement. “it’s only fair cause i asked you to do the same. i promise i’ll take care of myself.”

time passes by pleasantly, empty plates now in the dishwasher, conversations continuing from the kitchen table to the couch. your head rests on chan’s shoulders, your right hand on his leg.

“so when do you guys film the performance video?”

“tomorrow, and it’s supposed to last two days. then we have promotions with the group, but they divided us into two groups, so i only have to perform at music shows during the second week.”

an idea pops into your head, imaginary lightbulbs flashing rapidly. even though you were working overtime, you were scheduled for absences on friday and monday and your boss hadn’t rescinded on your days off. if chan only had to work until thursday, that would mean for once - both of your schedules would align.

“wait.. so that means you have a break after the music video?” you question. “even if it’s a short one?”

“yeah, what are you getting at?”

you sit up from your boyfriend’s shoulder realizing that the planning you completed in your head might have actually worked. “chan,” you exclaimed, “i actually have a break too! i get friday and monday off! chan, do you know what this means? we finally have the chance to spend more time together!”

your excitedness makes chan swoon, but it also brings a tinge of sadness. you were right - you two have been so busy that you had limited time together. between him dancing and teaching and with your work project, moments like these where you two could get away for a minute were rare.

“we should do something special then baby! we could go to dinner,” he gasps coming up with a new idea, “and i’ve always wanted to take you on a night boat ride! remember when i sent you those pictures from japan?”

earlier in the year, chan went overseas for another performance opportunity and during his time off, he and some of his other dancer friends took a boat ride with the city lights gleaming over the large body of water, waves that could lull anyone to sleep with their calming effect. it was a sight to behold, even through a 7 inch phone screen.

“yeah i do! those pictures were gorgeous,” you admire, thinking how back them you wished you were with chan on that boat, head resting on his shoulders like you did earlier, taking peeks of your boyfriend every now and then. he would be staring into the distance, somehow managing to look more handsome than anyone else.

“actually, i kinda want to do something grander than a date night though..” you hint, playing with your hair as you temporarily avoid eye contact. “i’ve been seeing this idea on insta for a while, and now i dream of doing it with you, chan. why don’t we take a trip together babe?”

“like a day trip?”

“mmm, i was thinking more like for the weekend. and it doesn’t have to be somewhere ridiculously far either, not like bali or anything! matter of fact, there’s a beach that i found right off the coast and the city is stunning!” you pull out your phone and type in the name of the beach in the search engine. you pass your phone to chan, images of beautiful blue water and white sand flooding his lenses.

“ah, crystal beach!” chan recognizes the name. “some of my friends have been there before, they said it was really nice! they said there’s a waterfront hotel right in front of the beach, and from the right floor you can get the perfect view.”

suddenly, you can envision the two of you on the fifteenth floor, sunrise glistening through the windows as you sleep in chan’s arms, legs wrapped around his waist, head on his chest. nothing else would matter in that moment expect for you two. no work, no projects, no eight-counts - just you, your lover, and the gentle ocean breeze.

“so, what are you thinking? should we go for it?” you ask.

“let’s do it babe! we’ve never done something like this before, and we can make some great memories out of it! and from the looks it, we could both use some time away from all of this,” he gestures towards the windows, overseeing the big city that encased you two.

“yeah,” you nod in agreement. “i think some time away is long overdue. and it’ll be good for us! honestly, i was thinking about us waking up together, and now i can’t wait to get out of here!” you both share a quick laugh as you head comes to the familiar space of chan’s shoulders.

you two share a few moments of silence before chan taps your leg twice as your eyes look into his, “do you wanna leave friday morning? we can get there by the afternoon, chill for a bit, and then get dinner or something.”

“m’kay, that sounds good to me. do you want me to reserve the room or do you wanna do it?” you ask, rubbing his shoulder.

“i can reserve the hotel room! don’t worry about it babe.” you kiss chan’s cheek as a thank you, fingers intertwining with his. chan pulls out his phone, typing in the hotel name, leading him to the website. he then locks his phone, already making plans to make this the best trip for you both.

some more time passes, you and chan watching random youtube videos, laughing at funny moments. but soon it comes time for chan to leave, he has an early morning because of the music video filming.

you walk with him to the door, handing him his bags. you go on your toes to kiss his cheek one more time before he leaves. “good luck on filming, i’ll see you on friday!”

he bends down to press a gentle kiss on your lips, hand caressing your jaw to deepen the feeling. you return his passion, tongues moving together like choreography. when you separate, his lips form in a smirk - he loves the feeling of leaving you breathless.

“if i get out early on thursday night i’ll text you. if i do, can i spend the night?”

“of course, baby,” you smile at him, biting your lip. “i’ll see you soon, okay? you need to get some rest.”

“okay, okay, love you baby,” he says leaving one more kiss on your lips.

“love you too, text me when you get home!” you respond as he opens the door, waving you goodbye, signaling with his fingers that he would affirm he got home safely.

chan closes the door as he walks to the elevator, hearing your door lock, making sure you were safe. he quickly gets out his phone, the hotel’s website coming back into view. he chooses the dates, chooses two people to occupy the space, and it takes chan to the room selection. he scrolls until he find the perfect room - one with a king size bed, and a balcony view, hopefully one that would overlook the beach.

before he reserves the room, he texts one of his friends that stayed at the same hotel.

hey yeonjun, i need a favor.

which exact floor were you on when you went to that hotel at crystal beach?

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