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𝐒𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞

☆ Genre: Idol!au, fluff, slight angst

☆ Warnings: None

☆ Characters: Chris, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 1.8k

☆ Synopsis: Y/N sneaks into Chris's place to sleep

“I can see you, you know.”

Mid-crawl, Y/N froze. She had barely inched the bedroom door open a mere few moments ago; her back was as close to the ground as she could get it, her head ducked low as she shuffled almost soundlessy across the floor. She hadn't wanted to disturb the man who occupied the room - he had been immersed in his work, the screen of his laptop illuminating the angular planes of his handsome face, making Y/N's heart bloom.

She let out a quiet giggle as Chris's legs appeared in front of her. Tipping her head up, Y/N's gaze sought out the man, noting the way his muscular arms were folded across the broad width of his bare chest, an amused smirk painted on his face. Raising an eyebrow at her, Chris tipped his head a little to the side, the messy curls of his hair falling into his eyes.

“What are you doing?”

Y/N curled up into a smaller shape on his floor, as if it would make her invisible. “I'm not here.”

“Oh yeah? And that ain't my tee you're wearing either, is it?” Chris chuckled, nodding pointedly at the worn black cotton draped over her. “Where'd you get that? I've been looking for it.”

“Yenie's room.”

“I.N's room? What was it doing in there?”

Y/N shrugged. “Laundry mix up?”

She then cleared her throat, and she pulled the neckline of the t-shirt she was wearing up and over her face in a cloud of faded cologne. Her voice was muffled when she said again, “Anyway, I don't know what you're talking about … I promise I'm not here.”

Chris's light laughter erupted around them both. Y/N's eyes widened minutely when he crouched down in front of her, his smirk widening. His fingers were soft as they gently pushed the material of her top away from her face, and a sudden rush of heat surged through the woman's body when Chris slowly slid his hand around her face, clamping it over the back of her neck and bringing her closer to him.

“You're so cute,” Chris hummed, tangling his fingers in her hair. “Even when you're cosplaying as a little spider.”

“Hey, I'm not a spider,” Y/N huffed. “I don't have eight legs.”

“A special four legged spider, then.”

Giggling suddenly, Y/N turned her face and promptly bit into his arm. Her teeth barely grazed his skin, but it made the man yelp on impact anyway, and the both of them burst into a frenzy of laughter as Chris reluctantly let go of her.

“Oi!” Chris exclaimed as extended his limb, examining the very faint marks along his forearm. “What was that for?”

“I thought you said I was a spider?”

“Not a biting one!”

Y/N shrugged, eyes dancing with mischief. “Oops?”

Shaking his head, Chris suddenly scooped the woman into his arms. She squealed when he dropped her playfully onto his bed, the sheets soft beneath her, and a second later Chris flopped down beside her, his head a mere inch away from hers as he turned to smile at her.

“So … what are you doing here?” Chris asked her warmly as his hand reached for her fingers. “Why were you crawling on my floor, hmm?”

Y/N smiled. “Didn't wanna disturb you. I was gonna try and sneak into your bed without you noticing, but … “

“But I noticed,” Chris finished with a deep chuckle. “You're not disturbing me, baby girl.”

“Of course you'd say that.”

“Because it's true. I love having you here, you know that.”

Her face melting with affection, Y/N shuffled closer to him. Her side pressed against his as she rested her head at the warm juncture between his chin and neck; Chris hummed in contentment at the welcome contact. He dropped a tender kiss to the top of her head before his arms were suddenly locked around her waist, Y/N's laughter soft as he pulled her down on top of him.

“Missed you,” Chris murmured against her hair, his eyes fluttering shut as her sweet scent greeted gums.

Y/N sighed and buried her face further into his silky skin. “Not as much as I missed you.”

The man grinned. “Oh yeah? Why'd you go to I.N's room first then, huh? Huh?”

His fingers jabbed at her side in a soft poke, and Y/N burst into more frantic giggles.

“He wanted to show me his new clothes,” Y/N replied, squeezing his middle tight when he stopped tickling her. “And the shoes you got him. Mr Possessive.”

“Mmm can't help it if I want you all to myself,” Chris whispered, pressing a kiss to her brow. “Nah … I'm happy you're so close with all the kids. Makes me feel so … warm?”

Her lips curving up at the corners, Y/N propped her head up and rested her chin on Chris's chest as she observed his softening face. “I missed you a lot, you know.”

“Is that why you were sneaking in, Little Miss Spider?”

“I am not a spider.”

“Whatever you say, baby girl.”

He pulled her closer then, his arms curling around her shoulders as his fingers brushed in slow strokes over her scalp. “You okay, baby? Why you missin’ me so much?”

“I always miss you this much.”

“Mmm I know. You're so needy.”

“I'm needy? What about you? You're practically smothering me,” Y/N giggled when his arm found its way over her face as if on cue, his legs wrapping around hers like a koala on a tree.

“Told you I missed you,” Chris chuckled. And then, “Seriously, though … you're aight, yeah?”

Y/N nodded slowly. “Better now that I'm here.”

Chris peered down at her. “Wanna talk about it?”

“There's nothing really much to say about it … it's more of just … a feeling?” Y/N shrugged, snuggling her face further into the crook of his neck. “I just feel so stressed … like loads of tiny things keep piling on top of me. And I can't breathe in that house … always feels like I'm suffocating. Wanted to sleep but no matter how much sleep I get over there I still wake up exhausted.”

Chris made a sympathetic noise, his hold on her tightening. He knew exactly what she meant - he had been there himself more times than he could count. “My baby,” he murmured, nuzzling her nose against her skin.

“I knew you'd be busy working so I almost didn't come. But … I couldn't really take it anymore - might have ended up clawing my skin off.”

Grimacing at her words, the dramatic expression that Chris pulled made Y/N smile.

“Thought I'd sneak in and sleep here.”

“My bed is all yours,” Chris hummed, caressing her cheekbone with his thumb. “I'm all yours, too.”

“Even though you're working?”

“Yeah … don't think ima get anymore work done tonight,” Chris chuckled. “You're too comfy.”

“It's not me - it's your tee.”

Y/N's breath hitched when Chris suddenly flipped her over; he hovered over her, his eyes glittering like stardust through the deep crinkling that accompanied his wide smile. The giggles that escaped her when he started peppering her face with the softest of kisses were light, carefree, even, and the rigid set to her shoulders slowly melted the longer she stayed under him, letting the man shower her with his endless affection.

“Nope … ‘s definitely you,” Chris murmured, his hands planted on either side of her face. “You're so soft. And warm. And cosy.”

“Christopher … “ Y/N curled her arms around the man's shoulders, squeezing slightly, and he paused, his lower lip caught between his teeth as his smile widened.

“What do you want, baby girl?” He hummed, bumping his nose against hers.

Y/N tugged at him in response. She didn't have to verbalise her thoughts; Chris immediately knew what was on her mind, and he soon had her folded up in the safety of his arms. His hand cradled the back of her head against the muscular set of his chest as he tucked her in as close to him as he physically could.

“Better?” Chris whispered, stroking his hand down the back of her head.

Y/N nodded. She couldn't put into words just how much she had ached to be held by him like this; how she had laid in her own cold bed, trying to imagine his warmth, that steady beat of his heart buzzing against her cheek, and failing miserably. The man holding her had a way of making everything seem okay, even if she had convinced herself she was far from that - as soon as his familiar scent enveloped her, his voice flooding through her like molten chocolate, his skin kindling heat against her own, the world around Y/N suddenly ceased to exist. The chaos in her mind fell quiet; it was just him, and her, and the indescribable amount of peace she felt when she was with him.

“Shh … “ Chris's voice was quiet, so quiet she wouldn't have heard it If she had moved. “It's okay, baby girl. You're with me now, yeah? I've got you.”

“I'm fine,” Y/N whispered, eyes squeezing shut against his skin.

Chris laughed under his breath. His fingers slipped through her hair, smoothing down her back with the gentlest of touches.

“You're crying, baby,” Chris said.

“No I'm not - “ Y/N pulled back a little, frowning. She rubbed her cheek; her hand came away wet, and she blinked in surprise. “Oh. Oops.”

Chuckling again, Chris guided her head back to his chest. “Come here. My cute little baby.”

“I missed you,” Y/N sniffled.

“I know. I missed you too. Tears and all.”

He wasn't the slightest bit surprised when she bit his neck in retaliation. Chris let out another bark of laughter, Y/N smiling against his skin, and he ducked his head, eyes level with hers.

“You're a menace,” Chris smiled lazily. He snaked his arms around her waist and pressed her frame firmer against his, a content sigh leaving him as he basked in the steady current of heat floating around them both. For some reason, laying there with her in his arms was making his eyes droop; the man's forehead rested against Y/N's as he exhaled slowly, and his lips spread into a large smile when he heard Y/N's gentle laughter.

“Are you falling asleep already?” She asked. “I came here to sleep and you're falling asleep first?”

“I'm awake,” Chris mumbled, his fingers slipping under the hem of his t-shirt that she wore, seeking out the heat of her soft skin. “ … I think.”

With another wave of hushed laughter, Y/N wrestled the covers out from underneath him and draped the duvet over them both. She locked her limbs around Chris's, and her lips brushed a loving kiss to his forehead before burying her face back against the crook of his neck, their entwining breaths slowing as they both drifted to sleep.

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