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now playing, thristy - partynextdoor

— frm my pnd x skz book. seovua on watty

y/n downed her seventh and final shot, the harsh liquor burned her throat each time, making her face twist. she let out a breath and ran her fingers through her hair, feeling drunk. she felt drunk at shot four.

the music at this party was loud, so loud that she could feel the bass of the beat in her chest. she lost her friend a few minutes ago, highly encouraging her to go talk to this really handsome guy that was eyeing her.

"bitch he looking over here, you might as well."

"fuck.. okay okay— do i look good? help me."

"you look gorgeous baby. go talk to him."

she knew her friend would keep her updated if something happens—hopefully nothing happens.

y/n sighed, starting to think one more shot wouldn't hurt.

she looked around the dimly lit room, watching it become crowded and more crowded. y/n's feet carried her to the bar again, grabbing a red solo cup.

she stood next to this tall man, waiting on him to make his drink so she could make hers.

his hair was long and dark, he was tall, the whole deal.

he just wasn't her type.

"sorry i'm in your way—" he says, gently bowing his head before stepping to the side. "you're good, you was here first." y/n says, a small smile on her face.

he must've took that as a sign he didn't have to leave yet.

"you here alone?" he asks softly, watching as she mixed some pineapple juice and donjuilo in her cup. "nah i'm here with my homegirl, she's somewhere around here." y/n said, taking a sip of her drink.

the man hummed, tilting his head. "i'm hyunjin." he introduced himself, stretching out his hand in front of him. "y/n." she gave him a polite smile before returning the handshake.

"if you want, you can come kick it with me and my crew. it's just me and two others, no pressure." hyunjin suggested, a small smile on his lips before he took a sip of his drink.

"nah i'm okay, i need to find my friend and make sure she's okay."

hyunjin nodded, "alright, no pressure. you change your mind we over there." he said, pointing at one of the coaches where she seen two people on scrolling on their phone.

one of them was blonde, he might've caught her attention.

hyunjin noticed, a small smirk spreading on his face. "his name is felix, he's single." he said, taking a sip from his cup.

y/n turned her head towards him, "what you telling me for?" she asked, making hyunjin chuckle.

"in case you wanna walk over there." he said, a little grin on his lips.

"boy bye." she said, hiding her smile behind her cup.

"mmhm," hyunjin hummed, still grinning as he leaned against the bar, watching her. "you tryna act like you ain't just eye my homie down."

y/n smacked her teeth, shaking her head. "you talk too much."

hyunjin laughed, raising his hands in surrender. "my bad. just tryna put you on, that's all."

y/n wasn't gonna lie—felix was fine. she only caught a glimpse, but she peeped the way his gold chain glinted under the dim lights, how his blond hair was styled all nice, how his legs were spread wide like he was comfortable as hell. she wasn't gonna be the one to approach first though.

"well stop tryna put me on, i'm good." she said, tapping her nail against her cup.

hyunjin just shrugged, clearly entertained by the way she was fronting. "say less."

just as she was about to leave the bar and look for her friend, a hand suddenly wrapped around her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.

"why you walking so fast?"

y/n turned her head, meeting a pair of deep brown eyes that belonged to none other than felix himself. up close, he was even finer—smooth skin, soft lips, his face dusted with freckles, and he had that confidence she liked.

and his heavy accent was the cherry on top.

she raised a brow, tilting her head slightly. "why? you need something?"

felix licked his lips, his gaze flickering down to her drink before locking back onto her eyes. "nah, just figured since you been staring at me for a minute, you might wanna come sit down."

y/n sucked her teeth, pulling her wrist away. "staring at you? boy, please."

hyunjin snorted behind her, clearly enjoying every second of this.

felix smirked, not buying her act for a second. "yeah, aight. so you not gon come sit down?"

y/n hesitated, acting like she had somewhere else to be when she really didn't. she glanced around real quick, still not seeing her friend, which meant she had time to kill.

"depends," she said, swaying on her feet slightly from the liquor. "you tryna talk or just look pretty?"

felix grinned, leaning in just a little. "i can do both, ma. question is, can you keep up?"

y/n tried to act unimpressed, but her smirk betrayed her. maybe this party just got a little more interesting.

"i can keep up."

felix led y/n to the couch, the music still thumping around them, but it felt like everything else faded away. they sat down, the space between them shrinking as they talked.

y/n couldn't help but notice how easy it was to talk to him, like they'd known each other for years instead of thirty minutes. his voice was smooth, his words flirtatious but casual, making her feel both comfortable and flustered at the same time.

the conversation flowed, a little playful banter here and there, but as time passed, she started to feel the liquor hit her harder. each sip of her drink made her thoughts a little slower, her words a little sloppier.

felix must've noticed too, because the next thing she knew, her cup was out of her hand, slipping smoothly from her grasp into his.

she looked at him, confused for a moment, before feeling a little flutter in her stomach, she may have found the action attractive. "hey," she said, pouting slightly. "i was still drinking that."

"nah, you good," he said smoothly, way too smooth for her liking. "you've had enough." he says, his tone teasing, but there was a softness to it that made her feel safe.

y/n felt heat rush to her cheeks. "you tryna be my babysitter now?" she asked, trying to sound cool but failing miserably.

felix just chuckled, leaning closer. "nah, just lookin' out for you." he shrugged casually, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

she bit her lip, glancing down at the space between them. the heat from his body radiated toward her. suddenly, the air between them felt thick, she could feel the tension building.

"you drunk too, huh?" y/n asked, her voice low, her eyes locking onto his.

he smirked, leaning in a little more. "just a little." his breath was warm against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. "but i'm good. more focused on you right now."

y/n couldn't help but smile, a little lightheaded from both the alcohol and the chemistry that was quickly building between them. the conversation had shifted, from casual to something more.

before she knew it, felix was leaning in, and her heart skipped a beat. his lips pressed against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. it was like everything came to a standstill for a moment, her mind blanking, only the feeling of his lips on hers existing in that moment.

they pulled away slowly, their eyes locking again, both of them breathing a little heavier now.

"so..." felix started, his voice a little rougher, "you wanna leave with me?" his question was low, almost like a dare.

y/n looked at him, biting her lip as she considered. the thought of leaving with him, going somewhere more private, sounded tempting. more than tempting, actually. she could feel the pull between them.

"yeah," she finally said, nodding. "i wanna leave."

felix smirked at her answer, like he knew she was gon say yes the whole time. he pulled his phone out, opening the uber app with one hand while his other hand rested comfortably on her thigh. his touch was light, almost teasing, but it sent a spark up y/n's spine.

"we ain't even gon act like you wasn't gon say yes from the jump," he murmured, his voice low as he payed for the ride.

y/n rolled her eyes, but her smirk gave her away. "boy, shut up."

felix chuckled, his fingers tracing circles on her skin absentmindedly. "mhm. you talkin' all that, but you finna leave with me."

she scoffed, shifting slightly, but she didn't move his hand. "don't let it get to your head."

"too late," he muttered, locking his phone before tucking it away. "uber five minutes away."

y/n nodded her head. she felt warm, slightly dizzy, but not in a bad way. the liquor had her loose.

as soon as felix saw the car pull up outside, he stood up, grabbing her hand to help her up. she wobbled slightly, making him chuckle as he wrapped an arm around her waist. "damn, ma, you good?"

"i'm good," she said, leaning into him a little more than necessary. "but i'm not gon lie... you smell good as hell."

felix let out a low laugh, guiding her through the party toward the door. "and you drunk as hell."

"nah, just a little," she mimicked his earlier words, making him smirk.

they slid into the back of the uber, the tension following them like a shadow. the driver barely acknowledged them, just asked for confirmation before pulling off.

the silence in the car wasn't awkward—it was tense. y/n felt it in the way felix's fingers traced light patterns on her thigh, in the way his eyes flickered toward her every few seconds like he was waiting on her to do something.

she licked her lips, turning her head to look at him. "you really be this smooth all the time?"

felix tilted his head, grinning. "nah. just when i see something i want."

y/n raised a brow, playing along. "and what is it that you want?"

he leaned in just slightly, his lips hovering near her ear. "i want you."

a shiver ran down her spine, her breath catching for a second. the driver cleared his throat, snapping her out of it, and she pulled back slightly, biting down on her lip to keep from smiling too hard.

she didn't say anything else, just let the tension between them simmer until they pulled up in front of his building.

as soon as they stepped out, felix wasted no time. his hand found her waist as he led her up to his place, his touch steady even as her steps were a little wobbly.

they barely made it to the front door before y/n found herself pressed against it, felix's lips on her neck and jaw. his hands were gripping her waist like he couldn't wait any longer. she let out a soft breath, tilting her head slightly to give him better access.

"you gon open the door or what?" she teased, her voice breathy.

felix chuckled, pulling back slightly, just enough to dig in his pocket for his keys. "was tryna see if you'd let me kiss on you a little longer."

y/n smirked. "you got time for that."

he unlocked the door, nudging it open with his foot before wrapping his arms around her thighs, lifting her up like she was weightless. she let out a small gasp, automatically locking her legs around his waist.

"damn, you strong," she muttered against his lips.

"you just little," he murmured back, carrying her inside and kicking the door shut behind him.

felix barely made it two steps inside before he had her pinned up against the wall, his lips crashing into hers harder than before. the kiss was deeper, like he'd been holding back the whole time. his tongue slid past her lips and y/n moaned softly against his mouth, her fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.

his hands roamed down to her ass, gripping it firmly through her dress as he rolled his hips into her. she gasped at the feel of his hard on rubbing against her.

"mm, you feel that?" felix whispered against her lips, a smirk plastered across his face. "that's all for you."

y/n grabbed at the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer until their bodies were flush together. "then do something with it," she whispered back, biting his bottom lip gently.

that was all it took.

he carried her to the couch, dropping down with her still in his lap. she straddled him, her hips grinding down against him, causing him to let out a small groan. his hands slid under her dress, gripping at the soft flesh of her thighs, trailing up to slowly tease her.

"you drive me fuckin' crazy," he muttered, his mouth trailing to her neck again, sucking a mark right under her ear that made her eyes flutter shut. she whines at his words, her hand trailing into his hair.

his hands finally found her panties, tugging them to the side while his fingers brushed against her heat, she was wet and warm.

"fuck—," he mumbled, his fingers teasing her folds, middle finger slipping between just enough to make her hips jerk. "you this wet from a few kisses?"

"from you," she confessed, breathless. "been wet since the party."

felix chuckled, a little grin on his lips that y/n leaned forward to kiss away. "shoulda dragged you outta there earlier."

she leaned into his touch, rocking her hips against his hand as his fingers slid in slow, curling just right inside her. he watched her face, loving the way her mouth parted with every gasp, the way she bit her lip like she was trying to stay quiet but failing.

his free hand pulled the straps of her dress down, letting the top fall until her chest was exposed. he leaned in, his mouth closing over her nipple, sucking gently while his fingers kept working below.

"felix," she moaned, her fingers gripping his shoulders.

"yes love," he mumbled against her skin, tongue flicking over her nipple before kissing up her chest to her neck. "i'm here."

the nickname brung butterfly to her stomach, making her lightly smile. "felix," she whined, hips rolling harder against his hand. "fuck, don't stop."

"i won't, baby," he promised, his breath warm against her ear. "wanna hear you moan for me."

his fingers moved faster, deeper, and her thighs started to tremble. her forehead dropped to his, lips brushing his as she panted and whimpered against him.

"you close?"

she nodded her head quickly, barely able to form words.

"good. cum for me, pretty. let me feel it."

his words tipped her right over the edge. her body tensed and then unraveled, a soft cry leaving her lips as she came all over his fingers, her thighs shaking around him. he kept going, drawing out every last second of it until she slumped against him, her breathing heavy.

felix kissed her cheek, her jaw, her collarbone. "good girl," he whispered, slipping his fingers out slowly and bringing them to his mouth.

he licked them clean.

"mm," he smirked. "you taste just as good as i thought."

she blinked at him, still dazed, still trying to catch her breath.

"don't relax too much," he said, standing up with her still in his arms, "'cause i'm not done with you."

as he made it to his room, he kicked the door open with his foot, never loosening his grip on her thighs. y/n's breath hitched when her back met the plush comforter, the cool sheets brushing against her heated skin.

felix stood above her, his dark eyes dragging down her body as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it somewhere across the room.

his body was lean, but toned. he had abs and a small trail of hair leading down past his waistband. y/n licked her lips, watching the way his chain rested against his chest, catching the light with every move.

"you gon just stare?" he teased, climbing on top of her slowly, crawling between her legs like he didn't want her going anywhere. "or let me fuck you like you need it?"

her breath caught in her throat, legs spreading wider for him automatically.

"i'll do both," she said, her voice breathless, nails dragging up his stomach and to his chest.

felix smirked as he leaned in, catching her mouth in another kiss. their tongues tangled and his hands explored, pushing her dress up and over her head.

he sat back enough to push his pants down, then his boxers, letting his dick spring free—thick, veiny, already hard. y/n's mouth parted slightly at the sight, her hips bucking with need.

felix noticed.

"eyes up here, ma," he teased, sliding her panties off slowly, dragging them down her legs like he had all night.

her eyes quickly darted up to look at him, feeling nervous.

he lined himself up and ran the tip against her folds, teasing her entrance. y/n whimpered, hips rolling up toward him, but he held her down by the waist, making sure she stayed in place.

"nah, slow," he said, his voice low and demanding. "i want you to feel all of it."

and she did.

he pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching her out until she was gasping, her fingers gripping the sheets. he dropped his head against her shoulder, breathing hard as he bottomed out inside of her.

"fuck," he groaned, voice muffled against her skin. "you feel so fuckin' good."

she couldn't even answer—her breath caught in her throat as he started to move his hips. giving her slow and deep strokes that were making her toes curl. every inch of him hit just right, every roll of his hips sent sparks up her spine.

"say something," he murmured, lips brushing her ear. "talk to me, baby."

"fuck, felix," she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist. "don't stop. m-more, please."

"mmhm, that's what i like," he growled, grabbing her thigh and pushing it up, spreading her open even more so he could go deeper. "keep beggin'—i like that shit."

the bed creaked beneath them, the headboard thumping lightly with each thrust. felix's pace picked up, each stroke getting harder and deeper. he kissed her neck, her jaw, whispering dirty nothings between every moan and gasp she let out.

he kissed her hard, stealing every breath, grinding his hips deep between every thrust. the sound of skin on skin, her moans, and the low grunts falling from his mouth filled the room.

"touch yourself," he whispered suddenly. "let me see you."

her hand slid between them, fingers circling her clit as he kept fucking her just right. her moans got louder, needier, the pressure building fast in her stomach again.

felix watched her with hooded eyes, sweat glistening on his skin as he picked up the pace. "you gon cum again, baby?"

"yes—fuck, yes—"

"go ahead," he encouraged, thumb brushing her jaw. "wanna feel you."

she cried out his name, her body shaking as another orgasm washed over her, this one hitting harder than the last. felix fucked her through it, lips on her neck, his own breathing heavy as her pussy clenched tight around him.

"god damn," he muttered, "you tryna make me lose my mind."

he pulled out just enough to flip her over, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto him as he slid in from behind. she let out a gasp, her hands bracing against the bed as he fucked her deeper, rougher now.

"you like that?" he asked, voice low in her ear, "like feelin' me all the way up in this pussy?"

"yes—yes—felix—"

he reached around, rubbing her clit again, and she jerked, her body overstimulated but still begging for more.

"you such a good girl," he murmured, slamming into her, "you takin' all this dick like you was made for it."

her cries turned to whimpers, her body shaking all over again. "i-i can't—"

"yes you can," he whispered, kissing her shoulder, "one more for me. come on, baby. gimme one more."

and one more she gave him, with a loud whine and a cry of his name her third orgasm washed over her body quicker than she expected it too. felix bit his lip, not stopping his strokes as he was chasing his own high.

"mmhm fuck i'm so c-close." his voice was shaky as he continued to do her in from the back.

felix grabbed at the dips of her ass, leaning down and kissing at her back, y/n was a screaming mess as she started to feel overstimulated and overwhelmed in the best way possible. "come on baby fuck me. fuck me. make me cum" he whispered into her ear, gaining the strength to meet his strokes.

"yeah— just like that oh my god." he moans out loud, stopping his movement letting her take over. "yo shit so good fuck baby." he groaned, taking his hand and slapping it against her left cheek making her cry out.

just as he felt his orgasm coming he hissed and pulled out, stroking himself with his head back, letting his sum cover her ass and the small curve of her back.

y/n's legs were shaking as she crashed onto the bed, felix falling right next to her. both of them trying to regain their breath.

felix laid there for a moment, chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. the room was warm, filled with the scent of sex and faint traces of cologne, but all he could focus on was the way y/n was laid beside him—quiet, her breath still a little shaky.

he turned his head, eyes roaming her face.

"you good, mama?" he asked softly, voice hoarse from all the moaning and panting.

y/n nodded a little, still trying to come down from everything. "mhm... just tired. and sore," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. felix smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her shoulder. "i got you."

he stood up slowly, legs a little wobbly, and padded over to the bathroom. she could hear the water running and the rustle of towels before he came back with a warm, damp rag in one hand and a dry one in the other. a pair of boxers now covering him.

he stood behind her and gently parted her thighs.

"tell me if it's too much," he said, his voice careful and hoarse. when she didn't protest, he began to clean her up slowly, his touch soft—so different from how rough he was just minutes ago.

she sighed at the warmth, her body twitching slightly from the sensitivity. "sorry, baby," he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her inner thigh as he finished.

he helped her into one of his shirts—an oversized black one that fell just above her knees. he tossed her panties somewhere out of reach but made a mental note to find them later.

felix slid into bed next to her, pulling the covers over them both before tugging her close into his chest.

"need water?" he murmured, brushing her damp hair away from her face.

"mmhm... yeah."

he kissed her forehead before slipping out the bed again. a few seconds later, he was back with a cold water bottle and handed it to her. he waited as she drank, watching her carefully. when she was done, he took it from her hand, setting it on the nightstand before settling back in next to her.

"you still shaking," he murmured, wrapping his arms tighter around her. "i went too hard?"

she laughed softly, cheeks flushing. "nah... i liked it. just... you wore me out."

"you wore me out," he chuckled, kissing her jaw. "but i'll be gentle with you now. promise."

his fingers started tracing light shapes against her back, the room now silent except for the hum of the air conditioning and their slowing breaths.

"you was real good for me tonight," he whispered against her skin. y/n let out a sleepy giggle, eyes closing as she melted into him. "hmm, shhh."

felix chuckled as he pressed one more kiss to her temple, holding her close as sleep started to settle in.

"i got you, baby," he whispered. "go to sleep. i'm right here."

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His Spoiled Girl

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Pairing: Idol!Bang Chan x Fem!Reader

Summary: Bang Chan loves making full use of his Stray Kids leader money—especially when it comes to her.

Warnings: Mentions of sex, blowjobs, handjobs (you know… all the jobs), lingerie, daddy kink

A/N: Other members were requested! Lmk which Member you desire next.

୨ৎ Felix ୨ৎ Hyunjin

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Bang Chan wasn’t just her boyfriend.

He was her provider. Her protector.

It didn’t matter that he was knee-deep in deadlines, producing tracks until sunrise, answering five calls at once, and coaching the younger members like a seasoned general—

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The fur coat was stunning. Hand-delivered from Milan.

Not just fur. Cruelty-free, custom dyed in her favorite shade, with a golden nameplate on the inside that read:

“For my queen. - BC”Real Fendi. Snow leopard print, soft as sin, the kind of thing only his girl could pull off. She hadn’t even asked for it—just sighed once at a photo on her phone—and now it was hanging in her closet like it had always belonged there.

“I just mentioned it once,” she breathed, stunned.

“You don’t mention things to me, baby,” Chan said with a lazy smirk from the doorway, sleeves rolled, veins prominent, eyes dark. “You make declarations. And Daddy listens.”

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He was at the studio when she sent him the mirror selfie. Her in the coat, nothing underneath but lace.

Chan nearly groaned aloud, biting his lip as he watched the photo load. It was late, everyone else had gone home, but he was still at the mixer, sleeves rolled up, chest heaving with the weight of his next verse.

And now? Now he was hard.

He called her immediately.

“You tryin’ to kill me, princess?” he murmured, voice already thick. “You really put that on while I’m here working?”

She giggled sweetly. “I missed you.”

Chan’s response was immediate. “Stay right there. Don’t take it off. I’ll be home in fifteen.”

When he got back, she was waiting.

She was lounging on their bed, that coat slipping off one shoulder, her lips glossy, eyes wide and waiting. Chan stood in the doorway, jaw clenched, watching her like he hadn’t seen her in weeks.

“Come here.”

She obeyed instantly, crawling to him on all fours, the coat dragging behind her like a queen’s train.

He caught her chin between his fingers when she reached him, lifting her face to meet his eyes. “You know what this coat means, don’t you?”

She nodded. “That I’m yours.”

“No, baby,” he corrected, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip. “That you’re my only. And I take care of what’s mine.”

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There were perks to dating the leader of Stray Kids.

Like when she wanted a quiet date night, and Chan rented out an entire theater. Not just the movie—they projected a montage of her favorite K-dramas, edited together by a professional team he personally directed.

While she sat curled up in her fur, eating popcorn from a crystal bowl, Chan lounged beside her in joggers and a tight black tee, arm around her shoulder, legs spread like he owned the whole damn city.

Because he did. When it came to her—he did.

“Everyone should know what kind of taste my baby has,” he murmured against her temple. “And no one gets to enjoy it but me.”

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Her nails were fresh.

Long, almond-shaped, with crushed diamonds embedded in a sheer pink base. Chan had flown in a nail tech from Japan who only did private celebrity sessions. She didn’t even ask. He just made it happen.

He watched her trace a finger down his chest one night, those expensive nails glinting in the warm bedroom light.

“You like them?” she whispered.

Chan didn’t answer with words.

He grabbed her by the wrist, pressed her palm flat against his abs, and dragged it slowly lower until her hand was resting right over the hard bulge in his sweats.

“I paid for those hands,” he growled, voice thick. “Now put ‘em to work, princess.”

Her fingers twitched against the heavy outline in his sweats. He was already hard, aching, and she could feel the heat through the fabric—how thick he was, how much he needed her.

She didn’t rush.

Instead, she trailed her nails—slowly, teasingly—up his length, letting the crushed diamonds scrape softly through the cotton. Just enough to make him hiss.

Chan’s jaw tightened. “Don’t play.”

But she only smiled, sinking to her knees between his legs, those glossy, dangerous nails curling under the waistband of his sweats and pulling them down with a drag so slow it felt like torture.

His cock sprang free—heavy, flushed, leaking.

And her breath hitched at the sight.

All that for her.

She wrapped one manicured hand around him—delicate, expensive fingers closing around his base like they were sculpted for this. He groaned low, head falling back, and the sound made her clench.

She stroked him slow. Luxurious. Worshipful. Letting her rings clink softly with every glide. Her thumb swiped across the tip, spreading the bead of pre-cum with a practiced motion, her other hand resting light on his thigh, nails biting down with each twitch of his hips.

He looked down at her, eyes blazing.

“Look at you,” he muttered, voice wrecked. “Spoiled little thing… working Daddy’s cock like a fucking jewel thief.”

She grinned—wicked and proud—and twisted her wrist just how she knew he liked it. Grip just right. Pressure perfect. The way only she knew how to do.

And when his hips started to stutter, when he cursed under his breath in three different languages, she leaned in and whispered, sweet and smug:

“Wanna come for me, Daddy? All over the hands you bought?”

His groan broke in his throat.

And seconds later, he did.

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Studio nights weren’t quiet anymore.

Sometimes, she came barefoot, wrapped in one of his oversized hoodies and nothing else, curling up on the sofa while he clicked through beats. Sometimes, she sprawled across his lap, thighs bare, pressing lazy kisses to his throat while he adjusted synth levels like it was just another Tuesday.

“Need to focus, sweetheart,” he’d murmur—but his hand would already be gripping her thigh, stroking slow circles, letting her know she was welcome anywhere he was.

She slid under the console like she belonged there, eyes glinting in the dim studio lights, lips already parted.

He didn’t say a word. Just let out a breath and leaned back slightly in the chair, the hand not working the mixer dropping to the side—to her.

She unzipped him slow. Silently. Pulled him out with both hands like unwrapping a gift she already knew by heart.

He was half-hard already. That changed the moment her warm breath ghosted over the tip.

She started with his balls—because she liked to tease. Wet, open-mouthed kisses along the soft skin. Tongue tracing slow circles. Gentle sucks, one after the other, until his thighs twitched and his breath caught in the mic.

“Fuck…” he muttered under his breath, barely audible.

She giggled against him.

And then she moved up.

Took the tip between her lips. Swirled her tongue around it like candy. Then sank down in one long, greedy motion—until he hit the back of her throat.

Chan slammed his hand on the desk, pretending it was about a track beat.

In reality, he was struggling not to thrust into her mouth.

She set a rhythm—slow, wet, deliberate. Hands twisting at the base, spit dripping onto her fingers as she bobbed her head. Every time she hollowed her cheeks and moaned around him, his grip on the chair tightened.

“You’re insane,” he rasped, eyes fluttering shut. “I’m working—”

She pulled off with a pop. Whispered, “Then work, Daddy. I’ll just keep your stress levels down.”

And went right back down on him.

Deeper this time. No mercy. Her nails dug into his thighs while her tongue worked underneath, tip pressed into that sensitive spot beneath the head. She sucked like she was trying to milk him, and Chan was fucking losing it.

When she went back to his balls—licking, sucking, slurping—and stroked him at the same time?

That’s when he came. Hard. Into her mouth, into her throat, with his head thrown back and a low growl muffled by his sleeve.

She swallowed everything.

And when she came back up from under the desk, licking her lips like she’d just come back from brunch.

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When she missed him during tour, she didn’t cry. She waited—with full trust that he would make it up to her.

And oh, he did.

The moment he stepped through the door, he lifted her up, walked her straight to the bed, and unwrapped her like a present.

“My good girl,” he whispered, voice rough, eyes dark with hunger. “Waited so sweet for me.”

She moaned as his hands explored her body like it had been years, not weeks. His thrusts were punishing, praise spilling out between every deep stroke, his voice laced with so much heat and pride, it broke her open.

“Missed this pussy,” he growled. “Missed my perfect, spoiled baby.”

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Once, a stylist made the mistake of telling her she “looked expensive.”

Chan had overheard. And later that night, he chuckled as he kissed her bare shoulder and whispered:

“She is expensive. And I’m the only one who can afford her.”

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Chan knew she didn’t love him for the money. Not the furs, not the jewels, not the VIP service that followed her around like a shadow.

She loved him.

It was in the way she waited for him to get home, curled up on the couch in his hoodie, sleepy-eyed and soft. In the way she packed snacks for the studio because she knew he’d forget. In the soft kiss she left on his temple every morning before he woke up.

And God—when she showed up at the studio late at night, just to sit quietly and wait?

That did him in.

She’d curl up on the studio couch, that coat wrapped around her, half-asleep but still humming along to the beat he was mixing. No complaints. No demands. Just there for him.

That was why he spoiled her. That was why he had to.

Because she was more than his girl.

She was his Life.

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yang jeongin - sneaky link

content includes: dom! jeongin x poc fem reader

unsafe sex, under the influence, smoking, jeongin is 80% black, riding... dirty talk, aftercare, cutesy ending

dec26

flopped on watty

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j: u up ?

y/n let out a deep sigh though her nose, her lips pressing into a thin line as she closed her eyes and shook her head. she sat her phone back on her dresser and sat down on her bed, she was fresh out the shower and was only dressed in her victoria's secret robe.

she glanced at the clock on her nightstand the time being 1:29 in the morning, she was sleep.

but she knew jeongin knew she was woke.

her phone dinged again but she decided to purposely drag at texting him back. y/n hummed to herself as she grabbed the lotion, pumping some in her hands then rubbing it down her leg. her skin was smooth already.

she finally got up and grabbed her phone, checking his text.

j : i could slide?

not empty handed

j : i got a b rolled and food on me

u could come

j : aight gimme 15 mins

y/n smacked her teeth, shaking her head with a small grin as she tossed her phone onto the bed. she knew damn well she shouldn't be letting him come over, but free food and a blunt? how could she say no?

before he got there, she decided to throw on some clothes, slipping into a pair of small ass cotton shorts and a fitted tee. she wasn't trying do too much, but she wasn't about to sit around in just her robe either.

fifteen minutes later, on the dot, a soft knock hit her door. she ran her fingers through her hair, letting out a deep breath before unlocking it and pulling it open. jeongin stood there with that same grin, holding up a white bag with trays inside and turned his head to the side slightly to show her the blunt was tucked behind his ear.

"you gon' let me in or what?"

"mmm, i should make you wait outside," she teased, leaning against the doorframe. "stop playin'" he nudged the door open, brushing past her as he stepped inside.

she rolled her eyes but shut the door behind him, following him to her room and watching as he sat himself at the edge of her bed like he lived there.

"you real comfortable," she mumbled, grabbing the food bag off her dresser.

"nah, you just like actin' like you don't want me here," he smirked, pulling the blunt from behind his ear. he sparked it up, taking a slow hit before holding it out to her.

y/n stepped in front of him, grabbing it from his fingers, but before she could take a hit, his hands slid up her thighs, gripping at her waist. she sucked her teeth but didn't move, her fingers tightening around the blunt as she inhaled.

"what you on?" she muttered, blowing the smoke out slow. "nothin'," he mumbled, squeezing at her waist, thumbs rubbing over her skin. "just tryna see if you gon let me stay the night with you."

she tilted her head, staring down at him. "and what make you think you could do that?"

jeongin licked over his lips, fingers pressing into her waist just a little harder. "cause i know you ain't finna kick me out." y/n let out a dry laugh, taking another slow pull from the blunt and looking down at him, letting the smoke roll out right in his face. "you real confident, huh?"

jeongin smirked, not even flinching. his grip on her waist tightened as he pulled her a little closer between his legs. "nah, i just know you," he murmured, looking up at her. "you ain't gon' make me leave."

her tongue clicked against her teeth as she tapped the blunt against the ashtray on her dresser, "boy, please. don't act like i ain't kicked you out before."

"and how many times you let me back in?" his fingers traced slow circles against her hips, voice low like he knew he had her already.

she rolled her eyes but didn't pull away from him. she reached forward, resting one hand on his shoulder while the other brought the blunt back to her lips. he was up staring at her, eyes hooded, that small smirk still on his lips.

"so what you gon' do? stand there lookin' pretty or tell me i could stay?" he asked, voice just above a whisper, hands creeping under the hem of her shirt, fingertips ghosting over her warm skin.

y/n exhaled the smoke, tapping the blunt out before lowering herself onto his lap, straddling him. she felt the way his grip tightened instantly, the way his breath hitched just a little. "you gettin' bold," she muttered, tilting her head at him.

"nah," he chuckled, eyes flickering down to her lips. "i'm just tryna get comfortable with you baby." she let her fingers trail up the back of his neck, nails grazing his skin lightly.

"mm, you comfortable now?" jeongin grinned, his hands gripping at her waist, pulling her flush against him. "mm.. i'm gettin' there."

y/n sucked her teeth, shaking her head like he wasn't already getting what he wanted. she wasn't stupid. she felt the way his hands were gripping her tighter, she felt the way his fingers pressed into her skin like he wasn't trying to let her go.

"you always got somethin' slick to say," she muttered, her fingers toying with the short hairs at the back of his neck. "one day it's gon' get you in trouble." jeongin let out a low chuckle, leaning back slightly, his hands still firm on her waist. "oh yeah? what you gon' do?"

she narrowed her eyes, tilting her head as she dragged her nails down his neck just to watch the way he shivered under her touch. "keep playin' with me and you gon' find out."

"mm." he licked his lips, fingers sliding just under the hem of her shorts, thumbs rubbing slow circles against her hips. "maybe i wanna find out."

y/n rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the way her stomach flipped at his words. instead of responding, she took his chin between her fingers, tilting his face up so he had no choice but to look at her. his tongue flicked out, wetting his lips as his grip tightened.

"why you lookin' at me like that?" he asked, voice low.

"like what?"

"like you tryna kiss me."

y/n scoffed, but she didn't move away, didn't let go of his chin. she just stared at him, fingers tapping against his jaw. "that's what you want?" she asked, voice just above a whisper. jeongin's eyes flickered to her lips before meeting her gaze again. "do you?"

his eyes never left hers, hooded and laced with something deeper, something that made y/n's stomach tighten."is that what you want?" his voice was low, almost teasing, but she could hear the slight rasp in it, the way his breath hitched just a little.

she smirked, tilting her head. "you askin' too many questions."

before he could say something smart, she closed the space between them, pressing her lips against his. he didn't hesitate, his hands gripping her tighter as he kissed her back, deep and slow like he was trying to savor it. his fingers slipped further under her shirt, warm against her skin, sending a shiver up her spine.

she let her hands wander, sliding from his jaw to the back of his head, tugging at his hair just to hear the little groan he let out against her mouth. "you play too much," he mumbled against her lips, pulling back just enough to look at her.

y/n licked her lips, dragging her nails down the back of his neck again. "you still tryna stay the night?" jeongin huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. "you knew my answer before i even got here."

she smirked, leaning in to kiss him again, slower this time, like she was teasing him. his hands squeezed at her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. "so," he murmured, lips grazing against hers as he spoke, "you gon' let me sleep in the bed, or you gon' make me take the couch?" 

y/n let her fingers trail down his chest, nails dragging lightly over the fabric of his shirt. "what you think?"

jeongin grinned, flipping their positions so she was on her back, him hovering over her. his fingers traced slow, lazy patterns on her thigh as he stared down at her. "i think," he murmured, leaning down to kiss just below her jaw, "i ain't goin' nowhere."

y/n sucked in a slow breath, her fingers gripping at the fabric of his shirt as he kissed along her jaw, moving lower, like he had all the time in the world. his hands weren't still either, fingers slipping under the hem of her shorts, rubbing slow circles against her thigh.

"jeongin," she muttered, tilting her head back as his lips ghosted over the side of her neck.

"mm?" his voice was low, vibrating against her skin.

"you doin' a whole lotta touchin' for somebody who came over to 'drop off food and smoke'" her tone was teasing, but her breath hitched when he bit down just a little, his lips soothing over the spot right after. jeongin pulled back slightly, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips.

"oh, now you got somethin' to say?" his hands slid further up, gripping at her waist. "you wasn't sayin' all that when you was sittin' on my lap lettin' me touch all on you— getting me hard and shit."

y/n rolled her eyes, but the way her stomach flipped at his words betrayed her. she pressed her palms against his chest, pushing him back just enough to meet his gaze. "that was on you."

he chuckled, but he let her push him, sitting back on his heels as he watched her, eyes hooded. "nah, that was on you baby." he says before leaning down and locking their lips again, gently bucking his hips against hers, the thin layer of her shorts making it easier to feel how hard he was.

his hands gripped her waist tighter, and before she could process it, he was flipping them again, pulling her on top of him, straddling his lap just like before. but this time, laying on his back.

a pillow was propped up underneath his head as his hands slid under her shirt. his palms were warm against her bare skin, raising them higher to palm at her breast.

"damn," he mumbled against her lips, "you tryna kill me or somethin'?" she pulled back slightly, looking down at him with a smirk. "i thought you was tryna get comfortable?"

jeongin bit his lip as he cupped her boobs, lightly massaging at her nipples. "nah, you tryna test me."

y/n leaned in close, lips just barely grazing against his. "so what you gon' do about it?" she sassed.

he smirked, his eyes dark as he stared up at her. "keep fucking playing with me." he chuckled, biting down on his lip slightly.

his hands slid back down to her thighs, gripping her hips as he pulled her closer against him. she could feel his hardness pressing against her through his sweats, and it sent a shiver down her spine. his lips found hers again, kissing her deeply as his fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts.

"take these off," he murmured against her lips, tugging at the fabric. y/n lifted her hips, letting him slide her shorts down her legs. he tossed them aside, his hands immediately gripping her bare thighs.

"fuck, you're so soft," he groaned, squeezing her flesh. his thumbs brushed against her center, and he could feel the heat radiating from her. "you wet for me already?"

y/n bit her lip, nodding slightly.

jeongin grabbed y/n's hips, lifting her up slightly as he slid down his sweats and boxers with one hand, pushing them down just enough to free his hard member. he gently slapped himself against her lips, making her whine. he positioned her over him, the head of his tip pressing against her wet entrance.

"sit down on it," he demanded, his voice low. "i wanna feel you."

y/n hesitated for a moment, biting her lip before slowly lowering herself onto him. they both let out soft moans as he slid inside her, stretching her walls. jeongin's fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements as she started to ride him.

"that's it, baby," he praised, watching her bounce on his dick. "fuck, you look so good like this."

his hips thrusted up to meet her, driving himself deeper inside her with each movement. the room filled with the sounds of their moans and the slap of skin against skin, including y/n's whines.

y/n's hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she rode him faster. her breasts bounced with each movement, and he couldn't help but lean forward to catch one in his mouth, sucking and biting at the nipple.

"shit, jeongin," she gasped, her head falling back. "you feel so fucking good."

he smirked against her skin, his hands sliding up to grab her ass, squeezing and spreading her cheeks as he thrust up into her. "you like that, hm?— you like the way this dick stretch you out?"

"yes.. fuck yes." she moaned loudly. his dirty talk only seemed to turn her on even more. she lowered herself and started moving her hips in a circular motion, grinding against him. jeongin let out a low groan, his eyes rolling back slightly.

"fuck, y/n. keep doing that and i'm gonna cum," he warned, his grip on her tightening, but she didn't listen.

jeongin grabbed her hips, flipping them over so he was on top, still buried deep inside her. he started to move, his hips snapping forward in a fast, hard rhythm. the bed creaked beneath them, and the headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust.

"ah~ fuck yes!" she screams, her back arched upwards. "shit, you so tight," he groaned, leaning down to capture her lips in a heated kiss. his tongue pushed past her lips, exploring her mouth as he continued to pound into her.

y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. she could feel her orgasm building, her walls clenching around him with each thrust. "jeongin," she panted, breaking the kiss. "i'm gonna cum." she whimpers.

jeongin felt her walls tightening around him, signaling her orgasm was close. he smirked, knowing exactly what to do to push her over the edge. his hand snaked between their bodies, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles.

"thats it, cum for me." he murmured, his hips never slowing down. "i wanna feel you squeeze my dick baby."

his words combined with the pressure on her bud, sent y/n spiraling. she threw her head back, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as her orgasm crashed over her. her body shaking beneath him, her nails digging into his back.

jeongin groaned, feeling her walls fluttering around him. he thrusted into her a few more times before burying himself deep, his own orgasm hitting him. he came with a low groan, filling her up with his cum.

"fuck, y/n..." he panted, collapsing on top of her. his heart raced in his chest, his body shaking slightly from the intensity of his orgasm.

y/n laid beneath him, her own breathing heavy. she could feel his cum leaking out of her, coating her inner thighs. it was messy, and a little uncomfortable, but she didn't care. it was worth it.

jeongin lifted his head, looking down at her with a lazy smirk. "that was fucking amazing," he said, his voice low and satisfied. he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. it was gentle and sweet, a difference between the rough, passionate kisses they had shared earlier. y/n smiled against his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"i love you," she mumbled, the words slipping out before she could stop them.

jeongin's eyes widened slightly at y/n's words, and for a moment, he was silent. but then a slow smile spreads across his face. "i love you too, y/n," he said, his voice soft. "more than anything." he pressed another kiss to her lips, this one deeper and more passionate. y/n melted into it, her heart swelling with happiness.

"let me get you cleaned up, okay?" he says against her lips before he pulled away. y/n hummed, closing her eyes as he got up and walked to the bathroom. he came back only dressed in his sweatpants and a warm wet towel in his hand. y/n gently smiles as he cleaned her up, feathering butterfly kisses against her shaky legs.

jeongin gets her dressed in a new pair of underwear and a new shirt, she didn't need anything else on for in the morning.

he laid next to her in the bed, reaching over and grabbing the half smoked blunt and the lighter.

y/n laid on her side as she watched him light the blunt, the lighter giving his face an orange glow that made y/n bite her lip. he took a hit from the blunt before he passed it to her, finally catching her staring. "what you looking at?" he asked, making y/n roll her eyes.

"boy i can look at you." she says as she hits the blunt, making him smile. he chuckles, leaning against the headboard, making y/n sit up as well. he moves closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

she takes another hit, letting the smoke roll off her lips as she leans into him. jeongin watches her, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her bare thigh. "you just like staring at me, huh?" he teases, his voice low and amused.

y/n exhales, side-eyeing him with a smirk. "maybe."

he shakes his head, chuckling as he takes the blunt from her fingers, bringing it back to his lips. "you mad obvious with it."

she scoffs, nudging his side playfully. "and what about it?"

jeongin exhales the smoke with a smirk before placing a slow kiss on her shoulder. "nothing," he murmurs, his lips brushing against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. "i like it."

y/n hums, resting her head against his shoulder. the air between them is thick with warmth and smoke, the scent of weed and him filling her senses. his arm tightens around her waist, and for a moment, neither of them speak.

"you staying?" she asks after a while, her voice softer now. he tilts his head, pressing his lips against her temple before answering, "you want me to?"

she shrugs, playing with the strings of his sweatpants. "don't really matter."

jeongin chuckles, setting the blunt down in the ashtray before pulling her fully into his lap. "that's crazy," he says, nuzzling against her neck. "cause i wasn't planning on going anywhere." he whispers, pressing a light kiss underneath her ear.

"good."

[seomuse]

seo changbin - private getaway

content includes: dom! changbin x poc fem reader

march 3

out of town, changbin is black, slight arguing, hair pulling, y/n is a freak, lovemaking, hickeys, rough nasty, choking, great aftercare from changbin, praise kinks, unsafe sex, y/n is spoiled rotten, changbin don't play about his girl, changbin is an eater (ifykyk)

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"i just flew you out, on a private jet. you still not satisfied?"

changbin tilted his head at his girlfriend, not understanding why he was getting attitude from her right now. y/n smacked her lips, crossing her arms as she leaned back against the plush leather seat. "it ain't about that, bin. you act like flying me out erases the fact that you been moving funny."

changbin exhaled through his nose, rubbing his temple before resting his arm on the armrest. "moving funny how? because i been busy? you know what i do."

she rolled her eyes, shifting her legs so she was facing him fully. "nah, busy is one thing. going ghost is another. you wasn't doing that before."

changbin studied her for a moment, his tongue running over his teeth before he leaned in, voice low. "so what, you think i'm out here fuckin' around?"

y/n didn't respond right away, just watching him. her silence alone made changbin chuckle dryly. "you kill me, ma. i take you to a whole island, just me and you, and you still looking for a problem."

"cause i'm not finna be no dumbass girlfriend, bin." she shot back, her voice sharp.

changbin nodded slowly, letting her words sink in. then, without warning, he reached out and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her onto his lap. "so tell me then," he murmured, his grip firm as he looked up at her. "what i gotta do to make you stop questioning me?"

y/n swallowed, her hands pressing against his chest as he kept her locked in place. she wanted to stay mad, to keep up the attitude, but the way his eyes darkened and his grip tightened made her stomach flip.

"mm, that's what i thought," changbin smirked, his fingers digging into her hips. "now act like you got some sense before i remind you who you belong to."

she sucked her teeth, trying to ignore the way her body responded to him. "bin, you not finna just sweet talk me and think everything cool."

changbin tilted his head, his smirk deepening. "who sweet talkin'? i'm just telling you how it is." his hands slid down to her thighs, squeezing lightly. "but if you need me to remind you some more, i got no problem doing that."

y/n huffed, pushing against his chest, but he didn't budge. "boy, move. i'm still mad at you."

"nah, you just wanna be mad," he murmured, his fingers tracing slow circles on her skin. "but you ain't really mad."

y/n glared at him, but her guard was slipping. changbin knew exactly what he was doing, and it pissed her off how easy it was for him to get her to fold.

"whatever," she muttered, trying to slide off his lap, but his grip tightened.

"nah, stay right here." his voice dropped even lower, his eyes locked onto hers. "matter fact, tell me what you want. what i gotta do to make you feel better?"

y/n bit her lip, her pride fighting against the way her body wanted to give in. "i want you to stop acting like you don't know why i be feeling some type of way," she admitted, her voice softer now.

changbin let out a small hum, nodding. "aight. so how 'bout this—we get to the villa, and i prove to you exactly where my head been at. sound good?"

she held his gaze for a moment, then rolled her eyes. "you always tryna fix shit with—"

"with what?" he teased, his smirk growing. "go 'head, say it."

y/n sucked her teeth again, pushing his face away with her hand, but he only chuckled. "you annoying as hell, bin."

"you love me though, you'll be aight." he shot back, finally letting her move off his lap.

y/n sighed, shaking her head, but she couldn't help the small smile tugging at her lips. "yeah, yeah, whatever. just don't have me out here feeling stupid, bin."

changbin leaned back, watching her closely. "never that, ma. you mine—you always gon' know that."

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the villa was straight out of a movie—oceanfront, floor-to-ceiling windows, and a private pool that overlooked the beach.

y/n should've been excited, but a little piece of her was still stuck on the argument. she didn't wanna ruin the trip, though, so she kept her attitude in check as she unpacked her bags in the massive bedroom.

changbin peeped her energy instantly. she wasn't moving with that same excitement she usually had when they traveled together. instead, she was quiet, going through her suitcase a little too focused. he sighed, walking up behind her and slipping his buff arms around her waist. "ma, i know you still mad, but can we enjoy this trip?"

y/n exhaled, her body leaning into his warmth even though she wanted to stay annoyed. "i am. i just—i don't like feeling like i'm crazy, bin."

he pressed a kiss to the side of her head, rubbing slow circles on her stomach. "i know, and we gon' talk about it more later. but right now, go put on something nice. i got something planned for you."

y/n turned her head slightly, side-eyeing him. "planned what?"

"if i tell you, it ain't a surprise," he smirked, squeezing her waist before stepping back. "just trust me."

she smacked her teeth but eventually grabbed one of her dresses, disappearing into the bathroom. changbin smirked to himself before pulling out his phone to make sure everything was set up outside.

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when y/n stepped outside, her breath got caught in her throat.

a private dinner was set up on the sand, right by the water. the table was covered in candles, rose petals scattered around, and soft r&b played from the speakers.

the warm glow of the lights mixed with the sound of the waves made everything feel intimate, like they were in their own little world.

changbin stood by the table, dressed in a crisp black button up and slacks, his eyes lighting up when he saw her. "damn," he murmured, looking her up and down. "i knew you was gon' eat, but damn."

y/n rolled her eyes, but a small smile crept onto her lips. "you did all this?"

"for you? of course," he said, pulling out her chair for her. "gotta remind my girl she the only one i got eyes for."

y/n sat down, her heart softening despite everything. as much as changbin got on her nerves, he always knew how to make things right. maybe this vacation wasn't gonna be so bad after all.

y/n leaned back in her chair, watching changbin as he poured her a glass of wine. the way the candlelight reflected off his skin, the way his sleeves were rolled up just enough to show off his forearms—he knew what he was doing. and she hated how easy it was for him to pull her back in.

"so what, you tryna romance your way outta trouble?" she teased, taking a sip from her glass.

changbin smirked, cutting into his steak. "i ain't tryna do nothin' but treat my girl how she deserves to be treated."

y/n sucked her teeth, but she couldn't help the way her stomach flipped at his words. "mm, we gon' see about that."

the dinner was perfect—good food, good wine, and just enough flirting to ease the tension that had been hanging between them. by the time dessert rolled around, y/n was feeling warm and content, her earlier irritation starting to melt away.

y/n was a sucker for anything sweet.

changbin sat back, watching her with a grin. "you done side-eying me now, or you need some more convincing?"

y/n rolled her eyes, reaching for another bite of her chocolate mousse. "you lucky this food good."

changbin chuckled, then reached under the table and pulled out a small black box, sliding it toward her. "yeah? then you really gon' like this."

y/n's eyes flickered to the box, then back to him, her lips parting slightly. "bin... what is this?"

"open it and see."

she hesitated for a moment before picking up the box and slowly flipping it open. inside sat a delicate diamond bracelet, sparkling under the soft lights. simple but expensive. classy but flashy—just her style.

y/n blinked, her fingers lightly tracing over the jewels. "changbin..."

"look, i know i be having you stressed sometimes," he started, leaning forward. "but i don't ever want you questioning where you stand with me. you mine. and i ain't never gon' stop showing you that."

y/n swallowed, her chest tightening at his words. he was still annoying, still stubborn as hell, but he was hers. and he was trying.

"so what you say, ma?" changbin smirked, watching her reaction closely. "you still mad at me, or you gon' let me put it on you?"

y/n let out a breath, shaking her head as a small smile tugged at her lips. "you look good right now so i'll let it slide," she muttered, handing him the bracelet so he could put it on her wrist.

changbin chuckled, fastening it securely before pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "nah, i'm lucky you still putting up with my ass."

after dinner, changbin laced his fingers through y/n's and led her down toward the shore. the waves crashed softly, the cool night breeze playing with the hem of her dress. she let out a small sigh, finally starting to feel the weight of her attitude drift away.

"hold these for me," she said, slipping off her heels and handing them to changbin.

he took them without hesitation, slinging them over his shoulder like it was nothing. "damn, you be walking in these all night? no wonder you got an attitude," he teased.

y/n smacked her lips, nudging him with her hip. "shut up."

they walked in comfortable silence for a while, their hands still intertwined. the sand was cool against y/n's bare feet, and the sound of the ocean was soothing. changbin glanced down at her, his grip tightening just a little.

"i love you, you know that?" his voice was soft, serious.

y/n looked up at him, her heart skipping a beat. changbin wasn't the type to say things just to say them. when he spoke, he meant it. and y/n knew that.

"yeah," she murmured, a small smile creeping onto her lips. "i know."

changbin stopped walking, tugging her closer until their bodies were nearly flush. "nah, i don't think you do," he said, his free hand sliding up to cup her face. "i love you, y/n. like, for real. i know i don't always say the right shit or do everything perfect, but i need you to know you the only one i want."

y/n swallowed, feeling that last little bit of attitude she had completely fade. her fingers curled around the front of his shirt as she looked up at him.

"you love me for real?" she cheesed up at him, her voice becoming playful when he made her nervous.

changbin smirked, his thumb brushing over her cheek. "for real, for real."

before she could say anything else, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers. it wasn't rushed or rough—it was slow, deep, like he was trying to make sure she felt every ounce of what he was saying. y/n melted into it, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him back just as sweetly.

by the time they pulled away, her heart was racing, but all the tension from earlier was gone.

and changbin noticed it.

he grinned, stealing one more kiss before wrapping an arm around her waist and leading her back toward the villa. "now let's go inside before i gotta carry you."

as they made their way back to the villa, y/n felt lighter. the ocean breeze, the warmth of changbin's hand in hers, and that soft, lingering kiss had washed away all the attitude she had earlier. she wasn't the type to let things go easy, but damn... he made it impossible to stay mad.

the second they stepped inside, she noticed something different.

the floor leading to their bedroom was lined with rose petals, deep red against the sleek marble, forming a delicate path. y/n blinked, glancing up at changbin, who just smirked, his dimples flashing.

"keep going," he nodded toward the bedroom.

her heart sped up as she followed the trail, stepping carefully over the petals. the door was slightly open, and when she pushed it fully, she froze.

the room was covered in roses.

rose petals were spread across the massive king-sized bed, soft and inviting. red and pink balloons floated around the ceiling, and right above the headboard, a cluster of balloons spelled out "i love you" in bold red letters. the soft glow from the dimmed chandelier and scattered candles made everything feel warm, intimate, and dreamy.

but it wasn't just that.

on the bed, a collection of designer gift bags sat neatly, some names instantly catching her eye—chanel, dior, bottega, louis vuitton. right beside it, a few sleek jewelry boxes were stacked on top of each other, another sign that he had gone all out for her.

a massive bouquet of deep red roses sat in a crystal vase on the nightstand, filling the room with their rich scent.

then her eyes landed on something that made her breath hitch.

a neatly stacked pile of money, secured with paper bands, sat right at the edge of the bed.

not just a few bands. not a little spending money. but real money.

y/n's eyes widened. "bin..." her voice came out breathy as she turned toward him.

changbin was leaning against the doorframe his phone in hand, recording her reaction with a knowing smirk. "mmhmm, go 'head, baby. look through it."

y/n let out a small squeal, her excitement taking over as she practically skipped toward the bed, dropping onto the soft sheets. she picked up one of the designer bags first, peeking inside. a brand-new chanel purse, sleek black leather with gold accents. she pulled it out, admiring the shine before she set it aside and reached for another.

dior. bottega. a new pair of red bottoms. a nice silk hermès scarf. the gifts just kept coming.

she opened one of the small jewelry boxes, her mouth parting at the sight of a diamond bracelet—similar to the one he had given her at dinner but even more extravagant, with matching earrings and a necklace.

"bin," she whispered, looking up at him.

he was still recording, his free hand tucked into his pocket, a lazy smirk on his lips. "yeah, ma?"

"what is all this?" she pouted, running her fingers over the bracelet before setting it down and finally reaching for the stack of money. she picked up one of the bundles, feeling the weight of it. she wasn't new to this, changbin been giving her money. but still... this was a lot.

"what it look like?" changbin chuckled, finally walking over to her. he placed his phone down on the nightstand, still recording, before sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. "that's for you, baby. all of it."

she turned to him, still gripping the stack. "bin, this is—"

"nothing compared to what you deserve," he cut her off smoothly, reaching out to cup her cheek. she didn't hesitate to lean into his palm. his eyes softened, all playfulness melting into something serious. "you hold me down. you put up with my bullshit. you got my back no matter what. so why wouldn't i spoil you?"

y/n swallowed, her chest tightening. it wasn't just about the money, or the gifts, or the grand gestures. it was the way he loved her—loudly and unapologetically.

she set the money down and turned toward him fully, jumping into his lap. changbin's hands found her waist instantly, steadying her as she cupped his face.

"i love you." she says, her forehead resting against his.

changbin smirked, his grip on her waist tightening. "i know, i love you more."

she kissed him then, slow and deep, her fingers threading through his hair as he pulled her even closer. whatever doubts, whatever frustration she had earlier—it was long gone. right now, all she could feel was love.

when they finally pulled away, changbin licked his lips, his eyes hooded. "so... you still mad at me?"

y/n laughed softly, shaking her head. "hell nah."

"good." changbin grinned, gently flipping her onto her back against the rose-covered bed, his body hovering over hers. "now let me love on you properly."

y/n barely had time to react before changbin's lips were on hers again, his weight pressing her gently into the bed. the scent of roses filled the air, mixing with the faint cologne lingering on his skin. everything about this moment felt unreal.

she moaned into his mouth, letting him deepen the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers in a way that made her toes curl. one of his hands trailed up her thigh, fingers teasing the fabric of her dress before sliding up to rest on her hip. his grip was firm, possessive.

"you really went all out for me," y/n murmured when he finally pulled back, her voice breathy.

changbin smirked, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip before he leaned in, kissing the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, then lower—his lips grazing the soft skin of her neck. "of course, i did," he murmured against her skin. "there's nothing i wouldn't do for you."

y/n bit her lip, heat rising to her cheeks as his lips moved lower, pressing gentle kisses along the curve of her shoulder. his hand was still gripping her hip, holding her in place, as if he wanted to take his time.

"you love spoiling me, huh?" she teased, running her fingers through his hair, tugging lightly just to see his reaction.

changbin chuckled, his breath warm against her skin. "hell yeah," he admitted, pulling back just enough to look at her. his dark eyes burned into hers, full of something heavy.

"you deserve all of it. the gifts, the money, everything. but more than that—you deserve to feel like you never gotta question how much i love you."

y/n's chest tightened at his words. she knew changbin was the type to show love more than say it, but when he did say it, he made sure she felt every word.

she cupped his face, studying him for a moment. "you really mean that?"

changbin nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "yeah, ma. i mean that."

y/n's lips curled into a soft smile before she pulled him down for another kiss. this one was slow, lingering, filled with nothing but love. changbin melted into it, his hands gripping the sheets like he needed her as much as she needed him.

after a few moments, she pulled away, giggling softly when changbin groaned in protest.

"boy, we ain't even go through all my gifts yet," she teased, nudging his shoulder.

changbin huffed, rolling onto his back and pulling her with him so she was straddling his lap. "alright, alright. go 'head, open 'em."

y/n sat up, her fingers brushing over the luxury bags again. she picked up another one, pulling out a sleek designer watch, the diamonds on the face glistening under the dim light.

"bin," she gasped, running her fingers over it.

"put it on," he said, smirking as he watched her excitement.

she did, admiring how it sat on her wrist, sparkling against her skin. it was the perfect size, not to loose and not to tight. "oh yeah, i'm wearin' this everywhere."

changbin chuckled, sitting up slightly and leaning on one arm. "good. let 'em know you got a man that takes care of you."

y/n rolled her eyes playfully but couldn't hide her smile. she reached for another bag, pulling out a small velvet box. her heart skipped a beat as she opened it, revealing a delicate diamond ring—not an engagement ring, but something just as meaningful.

she looked up at changbin, eyes wide. "bin..."

he sat up fully now, taking the box from her hands. "ain't no proposal," he said quickly, smirking when she playfully smacked his arm. "but it's a promise. a promise that i got you. always."

y/n stared at him for a moment, her throat tightening. then, without another word, she launched herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

changbin chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist. "so you like it?"

"i love it," she murmured, pulling back just enough to kiss him again.

he kissed her back just as deeply, hands gripping her waist like he never wanted to let go. when they finally pulled away, he smirked, his hands trailing down to her thighs.

"so... can i love on you now, or you still wanna open gifts?"

y/n laughed, shaking her head. "boy, shut up and kiss me."

changbin didn't hesitate.

his hands roamed her lower body, trailing up her thighs to lift up her dress. "how do i take this off—i don't wanna ruin it." he asks softly, making y/n feel nervous all over again.

"just slide it over my head." she giggles, making changbin hum and slide the dress up, she helped by lifting up her arms. he dropped the dress to the floor and bit his lip.

"you like?" she asks sweetly, referring to the matching red lace set she had on underneath. changbin clenched his jaw, his eyes trailing up her almost naked body. "i fucking love it mama, it's sexy." he says, leaning forward and peppering kisses across her chest.

y/n whines, pulling at his shirt. changbin picked her up and flipped them back over, laying her on the bed as he got a better look at her.

he kicked his shoes off and bit his lip as he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off, leaning down to kiss over her stomach. her hand trailed into his hair as he kissed and bit at her inner thighs.

"bin s-stop teasing." she whined, gently tugging at his hair.

changbin chuckled against her skin, his breath warm as he kissed the soft flesh of her inner thigh again. "mm, you say that now," he murmured, his hands sliding up her waist, thumbs brushing against the lace of her panties. "but i bet if i take my time, you gon' be beggin' me to keep going."

y/n let out a soft whimper, squirming under his touch. she hated how much control he had over her body, how easily he could turn her attitude into nothing but breathless moans.

her fingers curled tighter into his hair, her nails lightly scratching his scalp as she arched her hips toward him. "bin, stop playin' with me."

changbin looked up at her, his dark eyes hooded with desire. he smirked, pressing a kiss right above the lace before slowly dragging his tongue across her skin. "nah, ma. we got all night."

he hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs at a slow agonizing pace. y/n let out a shaky breath, her thighs pressing together instinctively, but changbin wasn't having it. his strong hands gripped her knees, spreading them apart as he settled between them.

"there she go," he murmured, voice thick with hunger as he ran a hand up her thigh. "so pretty for me."

y/n's chest rose and fell rapidly, anticipation building in her stomach. her head fell back against the pillow he slid underneath her head, her body already surrendering to him.

changbin leaned in, pressing warm, open mouthed kisses along her inner thighs, his tongue flicking against her skin teasingly. his hands slid up to hold her waist in place as he kissed closer... closer...

then, he pulled back.

y/n's eyes snapped open, frustration flashing across her face. "boy, if you don't—"

changbin chuckled, pitching the inside of her thigh. "patience, baby." he dragged his tongue over his bottom lip before finally leaning down, pressing his mouth against her her lips.

y/n let out a sharp gasp, her back arching off the bed as pleasure shot through her body. her fingers immediately tangle in his hair, holding onto him as he worked her with slow, deliberate strokes. changbin groaned against her, the sound vibrating against her sensitive skin, making her thighs tremble.

"f-fuck, bin—" her voice broke into a moan, her breathing ragged as he picked up his pace.

changbin hummed in response, his hands tightening on her hips, keeping her locked in place as he ate her out in the best was possible. he loved this—loved how she melted under him, loved the way she sounded when she moaned his name, loved how she completely fell apart in his hands.

her thighs squeezed around his head, her body trembling as he pushed her closer to the edge. "bin, i'm—i can't—"

he pulled back just enough to murmur, "yes, you can. gimme that shit, baby."

and just like that, her orgasm washed over her. she never came so fast in her life.

y/n cried out, her whole body tensing as pleasure washed over her in waves. changbin didn't let up, licking and sucking her through it, groaning at the way she twitched under him.

by the time he finally pulled away, his lips were glistening, his eyes dark with satisfaction. he licked over his bottom lip, groaning at the taste of her on his tongue. he smirked as he climbed back up to her

"look at you," he mumbled, pressing a kiss to her jaw. "so pretty when you cum."

y/n was still catching her breath, her body weak from the orgasm. she barely had time to recover before she felt changbin's hands sliding up her body again, his fingers making quick work of unclasping her bra and tossing it to the floor.

"you ready for me, mama?" he asked against her lips, his voice thick with need.

y/n's breath hitched, her fingers trailing down to the waistband of his pants. "yes, hurry please."

changbin sat up on his knees, watching her with hungry eyes as he used his strength to flip her over onto her stomach, completely manhandling her.

the soft glow from the candles illuminated her skin, highlighting the sheen of sweat that had formed from the pleasure he just gave her. but what really had him mesmerized was the way the deep red rose petals clung to her bare skin, scattered across her back, her thighs, the curves of her ass.

"fuck..." he muttered under his breath, licking his lips.

y/n was still catching her breath. she turned her head slightly to look at him over her shoulder. "what?" her voice was soft, dazed.

changbin smirked, shaking his head as he reached over to the nightstand, grabbing his phone. "you look too good right now," he says, unlocking his phone with one hand while the other ran down the curve of her back. his touch was light and teasing, making her shiver under him.

y/n let out a soft whine, wiggling her hips slightly. "bin, stop..."

"hold still, baby," he murmured, adjusting the angle before snapping a picture. the screen lit up, capturing the way the red petals contrasted against her smooth skin. her body looked like something out of a painting, sprawled out across the white sheets.

he took another, this time zooming in on the way the petals clung to the curve of her ass, the way her back arched just the way he liked it. he groaned under his breath, his dick twitching in his pants at the sight.

"fuck... you so damn fine."

y/n bit her lip, peeking back at him through her lashes. "you taking pictures instead of fucking me?" she teased, her voice dripping with seduction.

changbin chuckled, tossing his phone onto the nightstand before running his palm down the small of her back, his touch warm and possessive. "i had to. ain't no way i wasn't capturing this," he murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to her shoulder. "you gon' let me keep 'em?"

y/n hummed, pretending to think about it, but the way her breath hitched when his hands gripped her waist gave her away. "hmm... what you need them for?"

changbin smirked against her skin, his lips trailing down her spine. "so when i ain't with you, i can remind myself what's mine," he muttered, his voice dark and filled with heat. his hand pressed into the curve of her back, making her arch deeper than before.

y/n let out a small gasp as he manhandled her into position, her hands gripping the sheets. "damn, bin..."

"shh, i got you, mama," he murmured, running his hands down her sides, his thumbs grazing the dip of her waist before gripping the flesh of her ass. he squeezed, spreading her slightly before leaning in, pressing his lips to the small of her back.

his kisses were slow, teasing, traveling down the curve of her spine, to the swell of her ass, then lower. y/n shuddered, her fingers twisting into the sheets.

"bin, please..." she whined, pressing her hips back slightly, her body aching for more.

he chuckled, biting down gently on the plush of her ass before soothing it with his tongue. "so needy, baby," he teased, his voice dripping with amusement. "you was just mad at me an hour ago, now look at you."

y/n sucked her teeth, turning her head to glare at him. "changbin, if you don't stop—"

changbin cut her off with a sharp slap to her ass, the sound echoing through the room.

y/n gasped, her back arching deeper. "fuck—"

"watch that attitude," he murmured, rubbing the spot he just smacked, his other hand undoing his belt with ease. he took his time, letting her squirm under his touch.

he slid his belt off, tossing it to the side before unbuttoning his slacks, pushing them down just enough to free himself. he was already hard, aching at this point. the sight of her laid out for him making it nearly unbearable.

he ran his tip along her soaked folds, teasing her, watching the way her body tensed in anticipation. "you ready for me, baby?"

y/n pushed back against him, getting impatient. "yes, bin, please."

that was all he needed.

changbin gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he pushed inside her, stretching her open inch by inch. he let out a low groan, his head falling back slightly as he sank deeper. "shit—you so fucking tight," he muttered, his grip tightening.

y/n moaned, her body trembling as she adjusted to him. the stretch was amazing, a mix of pain and pleasure that had her toes curling and her eyes watering. "oh my god..."

changbin stilled for a moment, giving her time, his hands roaming up and down her waist. "you good, baby?" his voice was softer now, checking on her despite how needy he was feeling.

she nodded quickly, her breath hitching. "y-yeah... move, bin, please."

his eyes darkened at her words. "you sure?"

y/n whined, pushing her hips back against him. "yes, bin, fuck me."

that was all it took.

changbin let out a low curse before pulling back slightly and snapping his hips forward, filling her completely. y/n let out a loud sharp cry, gripping the sheets as he set a deep, slow rhythm, making sure she felt every inch of him.

his fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place as he fucked into her, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. "fuck, baby... you feel so good," he groaned, his breath ragged.

y/n moaned loudly, her body rocking with each thrust. "s-so deep..."

"yeah?" changbin smirked, wrapping her hair around his fist and pulling her head back slightly. "you can take it, baby. you was talkin' all that shit earlier—now look at you."

y/n gasped, pleasure shooting up her spine at the roughness. "shut up," she tried to sass, but her voice was shaky, her body betraying her.

changbin chuckled darkly, his free hand trailing down to her throat, squeezing tight enough for her to feel it. "nah, you love it," he groans, pressing a kiss to the side of her face.

he picked up his pace, his thrusts growing rougher, deeper, hitting that spot that made her cry. y/n's moans turned into sobs, her body trembling as the pleasure built rapidly.

"b-bin—fuck, i'm—"

"i know, baby," he gritted out, his grip on her neck tightening. "cum for me. let me feel you."

with one more deep thrust, y/n fell apart, her whole body shaking as pleasure crashed over her. changbin groaned as he felt her tighten around him, his own release hitting seconds later.

he collapsed forward, pressing his chest against her back as they both caught their breath, their bodies still connected. he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder, letting go of her hair. his hand still around her neck as he peppered kisses to her cheek.

"you did so good baby." changbin says, feeling her smile. y/n was clearly still in a daze, she still needed time to come back.

he pushed in her before sliding out, making them both moan at the same time.

changbin pressed a soft kiss to y/n's forehead before slipping out of bed, careful not to disturb her too much. her body was still trembling, her breath uneven as she curled into the sheets. he chuckled softly, brushing a few strands of hair away from her damp forehead before pressing another kiss there.

"i'll be right back, baby," he murmured, his voice warm and soothing.

she hummed in response, too tired to speak, her eyelids heavy as she nuzzled into the pillow. changbin smirked before standing up and heading toward the bathroom.

the bathroom was just as luxurious as the rest of the villa—marble floors, dimmable lighting, and a bathtub big enough for the both of them. he turned the faucet on, adjusting the temperature until the water was just right—warm but not too hot, perfect for soothing their sore bodies.

as the tub filled, he grabbed a bottle of y/n's favorite bubble bath, pouring a generous amount into the water. the scent of vanilla and coconut filled the air, instantly relaxing him.

he leaned down and swirled the water with his hand, watching as the bubbles formed, soft and inviting.

changbin turned off the water once the tub was full, then grabbed a fluffy white towel, setting it on the counter before walking back into the bedroom.

y/n was exactly where he left her, her bare body tangled in the white sheets, her skin glowing under the dim lighting. changbin couldn't help but smile. she looked beautiful.

he sat on the edge of the bed, his hand running over her thigh. "baby," he called softly, rubbing small circles into her skin.

y/n stirred slightly, her lashes fluttering as she peeked up at him through sleepy eyes. "hmm?"

changbin leaned down, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "c'mon, let me get you cleaned up."

she groaned softly, stretching out her limbs before lazily reaching for him. "too tired, bin," she mumbled, her voice muffled against the pillow.

he chuckled, sliding his arms underneath her before effortlessly lifting her into his chest. she let out a small gasp, wrapping her arms around his neck instinctively.

"bin—"

"shh, i got you," he murmured, carrying her toward the bathroom with ease. "let me take care of you."

she sighed against his skin, letting her body relax into his. changbin stepped into the bathroom, the warm scent of vanilla filling the space. he carefully stepped into the tub, keeping y/n secure in his arms as he slowly lowered them into the water.

a soft moan escaped y/n's lips as the warm water surrounded her body. "mm, feels good..."

changbin smirked, settling them both in, his arms still wrapped around her as he leaned back against the edge of the tub. "told you."

she let out a content sigh, resting her head against his chest. the warmth of the water, combined with the steady beat of his heart, made her feel completely at peace.

changbin grabbed a soft washcloth, dipping it into the water before running it gently over her skin. he was making sure to be extra gentle as he cleaned her off. his movements were tender, the complete opposite of how he had been earlier.

he ran the cloth over her shoulders, down her arms, and then her stomach, making sure to wipe away any lingering sweat. when he reached her thighs, she let out a soft whimper, her body still sensitive.

"shh, i know, baby," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her damp shoulder. "i'm bein' gentle."

she hummed in response, melting into his touch.

after he finished cleaning her, he set the cloth aside and reached for the shampoo, squeezing some into his palm before gently lathering it into her hair. his fingers massaged her scalp, slow and careful, working through the strands with ease.

y/n let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering shut. "bin... that feels so good."

changbin smiled, continuing his slow, soothing movements. "yeah? i should do this more often then."

"mhm..." she mumbled, completely relaxed.

once he finished washing her hair, he rinsed it out carefully, making sure no soap got into her eyes. then, he grabbed the towel he had set aside earlier, wrapping it around her shoulders before helping her out of the tub.

he dried her off with slow, gentle strokes, his eyes soft as he took care of her. when she shivered slightly, he pulled her into his chest, rubbing her back to warm her up.

"c'mon, let's get you in bed," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple.

he carried her back to the bedroom, setting her down gently on the bed before grabbing one of his t-shirts from his suitcase. he slipped it over her head, pulling it down over her body before helping her into a fresh pair of underwear.

once she was dressed, he got himself dressed before he climbed into bed beside her, pulling the covers over them. he wrapped his arms around her, tucking her into his chest, his fingers tracing slow patterns on her back.

y/n sighed happily, nuzzling into him. "thank you, bin," she whispered, her voice laced with exhaustion.

he kissed the top of her head, holding her a little tighter. "always, baby. now go to sleep, i got you."

within minutes, y/n's breathing evened out, her body completely relaxed against his. changbin smiled, pressing one last kiss to her forehead before closing his eyes, letting sleep take him too.

Fin.