#bryan cha$e imagine

[honeybearloco]

“...Bonnie and Clyde.”

title → "...bonnie and clyde.”

pairing → bryan cha$e x female reader

synopsis → a modern-day bonnie and clyde. 

word count → 1.5k.

trigger warning → mentions of robberies, blood, murder, crimes.

a/n → so the original request was for something like a modern-day bonnie and clyde but without the tragedy at the end sksksk. so this is a crime au. this is long as hell for literally no reason and this SOOOO bad. i wouldn’t read it. 

He was bad for you and you knew it. That didn’t stop you from wanting him.

You were a good girl. You came from a good family. Both of your parents had stable high paying jobs, you seemed to be at the top of everything. You were spoiled rotten. 

Both of your parents choose to spoil you in order for you to not see the world for what it truly was. A terrible place that had no sympathy for anyone.

You lived the lavish life. Anything you wanted, you could have. But you didn’t want material things. You wanted more.

When you were 18, you were married off to a man around the same age, a little older. His father was from a company that your father had wanted to put under his belt to control.

There was no love. You were nothing but a young housewife. You hated it. You hated this lifestyle. You wanted to do more than be a baby factory for some man who doesn’t even love you. 

You packed your things and fled your house with the little money you had and all of your belongings. You managed to stay in a motel for about a week before you were kicked out as you had no money. You were on the street, all alone. And that’s when you saw him. Bryan. 

Your eyes never his, as he walked up to you and offered you a place to rest your head at his place. You declined, not knowing if he had good intentions or not. He didn’t say much but not much was needed. Your first meeting was short but memorable. His smirk, his face. He was everything that your family had told you to stay away from, but he embodied what you craved. 

You craved danger. 

You craved adventure. 

You crave energy. 

And he gave you all of that, sometimes all at the same time. You couldn’t tell if it was love or lust, but you wanted him. And by the look in his eyes, he wanted you too.

One rainy night, you had come to him, taking his offer for the place to the stay, not wanting to stay on the street anymore, just wanting a bed to lay on. And that’s when you did it. You smashed your lips on his, not thinking. 

It was just the two of you at that moment. This was about the two of you. Not your parents. Not the husband you had who was still legally your husband. Not the rich life you once had. 

It was about you and Bryan. You gave yourself to him.

“Run with me,” He told you. 

“Where will we go?” You asked. 

“Across the nation,” He answered, taking your face into his hands. 

You accepted his offer and ran away with him. Across the nation, the two of you had gone.

You knew he was a bad guy but you didn’t know how bad until he told you to wait until the car as he walked into a small gas station. You didn’t realize what had happened until you heard the sound of a woman’s scream and a gunshot. You froze, hearing the sounds of sure of what to do. It enabled your flight or fight response. You chose to freeze, the world around you moving in slow motion.

Reality settled in as Bryan slammed the driver’s door with a small bag of money and a gun in his other hand. 

“You...you...” You were at a lost for words. The man you had fallen in love with was more dangerous than you thought. He started the car, handing the gun to you. As you held it in your hands, you felt both disgusted and terrified.

And it happened again...and again...and again. You had become an accomplice. It wasn’t until Bryan found himself in trouble. 

He was held at gunpoint by a gas station owner. You couldn’t lose him. Though he was a bad man, you couldn’t lose the person who had saved you, who had cared for you, who had taken you in when you ran. 

You reached into the glove department of his car and pulled out a second gun he had stored. You shakily held it up to the gas station owner, looking away from shooting. She had hoped to hit his shoulder, but instead, you hit his head, killing the man.

You opened your eyes seeing the dead body, the feeling of the world stopping around you had returned. You were just like him. “I..I...”

That was the first of many for you. You would do anything to protect Bryan and he would do anything to protect you.

This would be your last and biggest heist before you and Bryan were going to find a place to rest. You were going to rob a bank. You both had a great plan or you had hoped. You had managed to seduce your way into a position at the bank, you knew it inside and out.

As everyone had gone home, you remained, allowing Bryan in. You unlocked the safe, revealing around 200,000 in cash.

“Jackpot,” Bryan whispered, pulling you in for a passionate kiss. Between the two of you, you both tried to get as much as you could, hearing the sounds of sirens heading toward the area.

“Damnit, someone snitched!” You growled. You took a hold of Bryan’s hand and ran, heading to the car. You were prepared, “Bryan you ready to die today?”

He smirked, “With you by my side, I’m ready to die any day.”

He drove fast, hearing the sirens getting louder. You looked in the side mirror seeing around several police cars. You chuckled, reaching into the back finding a large gun. You loaded it and stuck yourself out of the window, “I got you covered. You find a place where we can fight them off.”

“You got it, babe,” He stepped on it. 

You moved your head, looking through the scope of the gun, aiming toward a driver of one of the patrol cars, ‘Target locked. And...fire!’

You pulled the trigger, shooting directly through the head of the officer, causing him to swerve onto the side of the road, the car rolling several times before stopping. You smirked to yourself, feeling accomplished.

Again and again, you landed headshots, trying to clear the cops but it’s wasn’t working. They just kept coming and coming. You heard a loud gush of wind, looking up there you saw it. A helicopter. 

“Well I’ll be damned. We’ve really done it now, huh?” You looked to Bryan who cut his eyes to you. 

“Just watch yourself. They’ll take off your head in a heartbeat.”

“Yeah yeah, I got this. How about we up the ante?”

He raised an eyebrow as you continued, “If I can shoot down this helicopter, you have to let me top you.”

“In your dreams.”

“You’re no fun. Besides I’d be a really hot dom if you’d let me,” You flirted, before aiming up at the pilot.

“STOP THE CAR! NOW!” A voice came from the helicopter. 

“I don’t think so,” You smirked, locking on the target, pulling the trigger. With a couple of seconds the helicopter came raining down on the side of the road. 

Bryan laughed, “You know, maybe I’ll think about letting you top.”

“YAY!”

Looking in his side mirror, he saw the cops kept coming and coming. He saw a cave to his left. He gripped on tight to the wheel, “Let’s play on the edge of death.”

“More than we are right now?”

He nodded, “Let’s doing something crazy.”

“I’m in. You know I’m stuck with you till the very end.”

He cut a hard left driving onto dirt and heading toward the cave. You looked to him in confusion, “What are you planning?”

“Just grab the money and when I tell you to jump, jump, okay?”

“Got it.”

The cops were getting closer, that’s when the shots sounded. You felt a pain in your shoulder. You closed your eyes tightly, putting your hand on your shoulder, feeling a liquid. You opened your eyes, bringing your hand to your eyes, “Those fuckers shot me!”

Bryan drove deep into the cave, you grabbed the money getting prepared to jump. He unlocked the doors, “When I say jump, you have to jump and roll as far as you can, okay?”

You nodded.

“One...two...three. JUMP!” He screamed. The two of you jumped out of the car and rolled, rolling as far as you could. The car went down a hill, crashing into a deep hole. Finally, you stopped rolling and hide deeper into the cave holding your shoulder in pain.

You heard the sirens leave the cave, believing the two of you had fallen into the hole with the car which was now aflame. 

There was a long silence in the cave. You let out a tired sigh, it was finally over. You looked down at the money you were holding, smirking.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, you jumped slightly, turning around to punch the owner of the hand.

“Y/n! It’s me!”

“Bryan? Oh shit, I’m sorry. I thought you were a cop or something.” You apologized. 

“When I said you could top me I didn’t mean it like this.”

[michelleplayswithfire]

US Hot 100 Bubbling Under 1980-1985

Songs worth mentioning that didn’t make it to the Hot 100:

1980: Phyllis Hyman -- You Know How To Love Me (#101 -- Feb. 2) AC/DC -- Touch Too Much (#106 -- Feb. 2) The Inmates -- The Walk (#107 -- Feb. 16) Pearl Harbor and the Explosions -- You Got It (Release It) (#108 -- Feb. 16) The Gap Band --  I Don’t Believe You Want To Get Up And Dance (Opps, Up Side Your Head) (#102 -- Mar. 29) Gary Numan & Tubeway Army -- Are ‘Friends’ Electric? (#105 -- Jun. 28) Paul McCartney -- Waterfalls (#106 -- Aug. 30) Gary Numan -- I Die: You Die (#102 -- Sep. 27) Roxy Music -- Oh Yeah (On The Radio) (#102 -- Oct. 4) David Bowie -- Ashes To Ashes (#101 -- Oct. 25) Roxy Music -- In The Midnight Hour (#106 -- Nov. 8) Jim Carroll Band -- People Who Died (#103 -- Nov. 29) Robert Palmer -- Looking For Clues (#105 -- Nov. 29) Devo -- Freedom Of Choice (#103 -- Dec. 20)

1981: XTC -- Generals And Majors (#104 -- Jan. 21) Talking Heads -- Once In A Lifetime (#103 -- Feb. 7) Any Trouble -- Second Choice (#108 -- Mar. 14) Gino Soccio -- Try It Out (#103 -- May 30) Grace Jones -- Pull Up To The Bumper (#101 -- Jun. 6) Kraftwerk -- Pocket Calculator (#102 -- Jun. 6) Split Enz -- One Step Ahead (#104 -- Jun. 27) The A’s -- A Woman’s Got The Power (#106 -- Aug. 8) The Producers -- What’s He Got? (#108 -- Aug. 22) Billy Idol -- Mony Mony (#107 -- Sep. 26)*** The Tubes -- Talk To Ya Later (#101 -- Oct. 10) Devo -- Beautiful World (#102 -- Nov. 14) Kraftwerk -- Numbers (#103 -- Dec. 12) ZZ Top -- Tube Snake Boogie (#103 -- Dec. 26)

1982: The Manhattan Transfer -- Spies In The Night (#103 -- Jan. 16) Let’s Work -- Prince (#104 -- Jan. 30) Chic -- Stage Fright (#105 -- Jan. 30) Chas Jankel -- Glad To Know You (#102 -- Feb. 20) Devo -- Through Being Cool (#107 -- Apr. 24) Tom Tom Club -- Wordy Rappinghood (#105 -- May 15) Buckner & Garcia -- Do The Donkey Kong (#103 -- May 29) Split Enz -- Six Months In A Leaky Boat (#104 -- Jun. 5) Junior -- Too Late (#102 -- Jun. 12) Imagination -- Just An Illusion (#102 -- Jul. 3) Squeeze -- Black Coffee In Bed (#103 -- Jul. 10) Tommy Tutone -- Which Man Are You (#101 -- Jul. 24) Shalamar -- I Can Make You Feel Good (#102 -- Jul. 24) Haircut One Hundred -- Favourite Shirts (Boy Meets Girl) (#101 -- Aug. 28) Soft Cell -- What! (#101 -- Sep. 18) Vanity 6 -- Nasty Girl (#101 -- Oct. 2) Bow Wow Wow -- Baby, Oh No (#103 -- Oct. 2) Zapp -- Do Wah Ditty (#103 -- Nov. 6) Devo -- Peek-A-Boo (#106 -- Nov. 6) Grace Jones -- Nipple To The Bottle (#103 -- Nov. 13) Bananarama -- He Was Really Sayin’ Somethin’ (#108 -- Nov. 13) Billy Idol -- White Wedding (#108 -- Nov. 27)*** Madonna -- Everybody (#107 -- Dec. 25)

1983: Devo -- That’s Good (#104 -- Jan. 15) Rush -- Subdivisions (#105 -- Jan. 15) André Cymone -- Kelly’s Eyes (#107 -- Feb. 5) ABBA -- One Of Us (#107 -- Feb. 12) Indeep -- Last Night A D.J. Saved My Life (#101 -- Feb. 26) George Clinton -- Atomic Dog (#101 -- Mar. 5) The Fixx -- Red Skies (#101 -- Mar. 12) Chilliwack -- Secret Information (#110 -- Mar. 12) Q-Feel -- Dancing In Heaven (Orbital Be-Bop) (#110 -- Mar. 26) Peter Godwin -- Images Of Heaven (#105 -- Apr. 2) The English Beat -- I Confess (#104 -- Apr. 9) The Cure -- Let’s Go To Bed (#109 -- Apr. 9) Dire Straits -- Twisting By The Pool (#105 -- Apr. 16) Randy Newman -- I Love L.A. (#110 -- Apr. 16) Bananarama -- Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye (#101 -- May 7) The English Beat -- Save It For Later (#106 -- May 21) Mary Jane Girls -- Candy Man (#101 -- Jun. 4) Roxy Music -- More Than This (#102 -- Jun. 4) Spandau Ballet -- Lifeline (#108 -- Jun. 4) The Isley Brothers -- Between The Sheets (#101 -- Jun. 18) Marshall Crenshaw -- Whenever You’re On My Mind (#103 -- Jun. 18) Robert Hazard -- Change Reaction (#106 -- Jun. 18) U2 -- Two Hearts Beat As One (#101 -- Jul. 2) Heaven 17 -- We Live So Fast (#102 -- Jul. 9) Yello -- I Love You (#103 -- Jul. 16) Juluka -- Scatterlings Of Africa (#106 -- Jul. 16) Gary Myrick -- Message Is You (#103 -- Aug. 6) “Weird Al” Yankovic -- I Love Rocky Road (#106 -- Aug. 6) Mary Jane Girls -- All Night Long (#101 -- Aug. 13) Zapp -- I Can Make You Dance (Part 1) (#102 -- Aug. 20) Ministry -- I Wanted To Tell Her (#106 -- Aug. 20) The Coconuts -- If I Only Had A Brain (#108 -- Aug. 27) Sissy Spacek -- Lonely But Only For You (#110 -- Aug. 27) The Gap Band -- Party Train (#101 -- Sep. 10) Billy Idol -- Dancing With Myself (#102 -- Sep. 10) Tom Tom Club -- The Man With The 4-Way Hips (#106 -- Sep. 17) Freeez -- I.O.U. (#104 -- Sep. 24) Miquel Brown -- So Many Men, So Little Time (#107 -- Oct. 8) Robin Gibb -- Juliet (#104 -- Oct. 22) Grandmaster Flash & Melle Mel -- White Lines (Don’t Do It) -- (#101 -- Nov. 19)

1984: New Edition -- Popcorn Love (#101 -- Jan. 21) Debbie Harry -- Rush, Rush (#104 -- Jan. 21) Was (Not Was) -- Knocked Down, Made Small (Treated Like A Rubber Ball) (#109 -- Jan. 21) The Cure -- The Lovecats (#107 -- Feb. 11) Ozzy Osbourne -- Bark At The Moon (#109 -- Feb. 11) George Kranz -- Trommeltanz (Din Daa Daa) (#110 -- Feb. 25) Endgames -- Love Cares (#105 -- Mar. 24) The Art Of Noise -- Beat Box (#101 -- Apr. 7) Alisha -- All Night Passion (#103 -- Apr. 7) Pat Wilson -- Bop Girl (#104 -- Apr. 7) The Alarm -- Sixty Eight Guns (#106 -- Apr. 14) Peter Brown -- They Only Come Out At Night (#102 -- Apr. 28) Break Machine -- Street Dance (#105 -- Apr. 28) Nena -- Just A Dream (#102 -- May 5) Russ Ballard -- Voices (#110 -- May 12) Ultravox -- Dancing With Tears In My Eyes (#108 -- Jul. 7) The Art Of Noise -- Close (To The Edit) (#102 -- Aug. 18) The Time -- Ice Cream Castles (#106 -- Aug. 18) Howard Jones -- Pearl In The Shell (#108 -- Aug. 25) Janet Jackson -- Don’t Stand Another Chance (#101 -- Sep. 8) Alfonso Ribeiro -- Dance Baby (#104 -- Sep. 8) The Staple Singers -- Slippery People (#109 -- Oct. 27) Dreamboy -- I Promise (I Do Love You) (#106 -- Nov. 17) Lindsey Buckingham -- Slow Dancing (#106 -- Nov. 24) Sade -- Hang On To Your Love (#102 -- Dec. 8)

1985: The Gap Band -- Beep-A-Freak (#103 -- Jan. 12) Vanity -- Mechanical Emotion (#107 -- Jan. 12) Whodini -- Freaks Come Out At Night (#104 -- Jan. 26) Klymaxx -- The Men All Pause (#105 -- Feb. 2) Jenny Burton -- Bad Habits (#101 -- Mar. 9) Roxanne Shanté -- Roxanne’s Revenge (#109 -- Mar. 9) General Public -- Never You Done That (#105 -- Mar. 16) Run-D.M.C. -- King Of Rock (#108 -- Mar. 23) Nik Kershaw -- The Riddle (#107 -- Apr. 13) Wang Chung -- Fire In The Twilight (#110 -- May 11) Skipworth & Turner -- Thinking About Your Love (#104 -- May 18) Run-D.M.C. -- You Talk Too Much (#107 -- Jun. 8) Cheyne -- Call Me Mr. ‘Telephone’ (Answering Service) (#106 -- Jun. 15) Bryan Ferry -- Slave To Love (#109 -- Jun. 15) Talking Heads -- Road To Nowhere (#105 -- Jun. 22) Rick James -- Glow (#106 -- Jul. 27) New Order -- The Perfect Kiss (#109 -- Jul. 27) Sheila E. -- Sister Fate (#102 -- Aug. 3) R.E.M. -- Can’t Get There From Here (#110 -- Aug. 17)

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[honeybearloco]

“...You’re Back.”

Requested by an anon. I am now the barrier of Bryan scenarios. You all come to me for your Bryan scenarios now. A lot of people asked for this so I have come through for you guys. 

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader

Request: Part 3 of ‘...What About Us?’ and ‘...You’re Pitiful.”

"I want to be here for the both of you."

"I know you do. And I’m happy you’re back."

Holding her tightly in your arms, tears slowly fell down your face. Your daughter, Choi Jaeyoung. She reminded you of Bryan who you hadn’t seen in months. Though you hated him at the moment, you gave your daughter his last name.

Days later, you had been able to take your daughter home. Your Mother fearing for both you and her granddaughter had decided to come stay with you for a little while. She helped around the house, helped around with Jaeyoung, and many other things. She often did complain about the small apartment you lived in as well as the neighborhood you stayed in. According to her, the neighborhood you lived in wasn’t fit for a first-time mother nor was it fit for a newborn. You just shrugged it off and went about your day.

One thing that was throwing your mother off was the father of Jaeyoung. She knew how you felt about bringing up her father so she never said anything about it.

One night, your mother and Jaeyoung had fallen asleep earlier. Finally, you had gotten some time alone. There was a knock on your door. You walked to the front door and opened the door to reveal a familiar face that you hadn’t seen in a long time.

"Bryan." You whispered as your eyes widened.

He scratched a spot behind his neck. "Is this a bad time?" He asked.

"What do you want?" You questioned.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure, totally. We’re just going to talk after everything that happened." You pointed out, folding your arms.

He let out a sigh, "Y/N I just really want to talk. I haven’t had the chance to talk to you. And seeing that your Mom is here now, it’s really hard for me."

You scoffed, "You’re going to blame my mother for you not being able to talk to me? How dare you?!"

"Shh! Keep it down. I don’t want her to know I’m here. I’m more afraid of her than anyone else."

You let out a sigh before stepping outside, closing the door behind you. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Can we walk and talk?" He asked.

You rolled your eyes. "Fine. Let’s go."

The two of you had walked down the street. "You better stop talking before I head back."

"I know I disappeared and I’m so so sorry that I left you like that. All of this is my fault. I shouldn’t have been so irresponsible. I get it if you hate him and you have every right to. I hate myself for what I did to you." He confessed.

You looked at him before looking back at the ground. "What about your girlfriend?"

"We broke up a long ass time ago. She fucked me over."

"You deserved it." You added.

"I know I did. And when I came to you that night, I was asking so much of you. I wanted you to love me. I wanted you to be with me but it was obvious that your feelings for me had faded. I don’t deserve your love. I never did. I know that you probably hate me more than anything right now, but I want to ask you something."

"What?"

"Let me see my kid." He answered.

You snapped your head toward him before scoffing. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! You think just because you apologized to me that I will give you a chance to see my daughter. You must be a fucking idiot!" You shouted at him.

You saw tears form in his eyes. He slowly got down on his knees, in a pleading position. He put his hands together, rubbing them. Tears were falling from his eyes as he pleaded you, "Please Y/N, I’ll do anything. I don’t even have the kid another time. Just once. I’m begging you."

Seeing him like this hurt you. You hated to admit it but you felt a little bad for him. After everything he has done to you, you felt bad for him. Tears were forming in your eyes seeing him so hurt.

"I’ll do anything." He repeated.

You wiped your eyes, trying not to let him see. You can’t. You couldn’t.

He slowly reached out to you, trying to grab your hand. Instead of moving away, you stayed still, allowing him to touch your hand. He took your hand into his softly. The feeling was so foreign yet familiar.

"Is this okay?" He asked.

You didn’t answer. You just looked down at your hands. He slowly intertwined your hand with his. You let out a breath, feeling a warm feeling inside. With his other hand, he wiped away the tears that from his eyes. He slowly climbed to his feet, keeping his hand in yours. You looked into his eyes, seeing them sparkle.

"Why?" You questioned.

"Why what?"

"Why come back? Why did you decide to just come back out of nowhere?"

"I didn’t just decide to come back out of nowhere. I’ve been thinking about coming back for a long time. I just didn’t know how you would react. I was scared of how you might react." He answered.

You wiped your eyes, feeling tears pricking again. "I don’t want to be hurt again, Bryan. I’m so sick of being hurt. I don’t need this right now. I’m a mother now. I don’t have time for my heart to be played with by immature grown ass men."

"Please. Please let me see our child, just once. I beg of you."

"It’s a girl."

"A girl?"

You nodded. "Her name is Jaeyoung. Choi Jaeyoung."

You didn’t know but something in his face changed.

"You gave her my last name. Why?"

"I don’t know. I just did in the moment."

He stayed silent. "Do you want to meet her or not?" You questioned.

He nodded his head. The two of you headed back to your apartment. You opened the door to see your mother holding a crying Jaeyoung.

"What happened?" You asked her.

"Jaeyoung woke up crying. I was wondering if you were going to get her but the crying didn’t stop, then I noticed you were gone. So I rushed to her room to tend to her, but she won’t stop crying." Your mother explained.

You walked over, taking Jaeyoung into your own arms. She slowly stops her crying.

"I’m telling you. My own granddaughter doesn’t like me." Your mother added, looking toward the door to see Bryan. She continued, "Bryan. What are you doing here so late?"

"Hello Mrs. L/N. I had to talk to your daughter about something."

"Something so late. It’s 3 in the morning. What were the two of you talking about?"

You and Bryan shared a nervous look with each other before looking at your mother again. She looked at you then Bryan. She something was up.

"Mom, Bryan is Jaeyoung’s father." You confessed.

"I knew it." She said with a small smile.

"You knew?" The both of you asked.

"Of course I did. Jaeyoung has Bryan’s eyes and nose. That is kind of hard to come by. I was just waiting for someone to tell me. As well as your brother who probably won’t be so accepting."

She turned to Bryan. "Do you love my daughter?"

"Mom, don’t-" You started but Bryan spoke over you.

"I love her with every fiber in me." He confessed before continuing. "I would take a bullet to the head for her as well as Jaeyoung."

His words shocked you but put a smile on your face.

"Then I am fine with the two of you being together. But if you break her heart, I will break you, Bryan Choi."

"Yes, ma’am." He said a bit nervous.

Your mother made her way back to her room. You let out a soft giggle. You looked at Bryan and motioned for him to come closer. He stepped further into your house.

"Do you want to hold her?"

He nodded with a small smile. You softly handed Jaeyoung to him, who held her tightly.

"She does have my eyes and nose." Bryan noticed.

You giggled at him. Bryan looked at you with soft eyes and a smile.

"She’s going to be like you."

"And why are you so sure?" He questioned.

"I just have a feeling." He smiled.

Jaeyoung grabbed her finger tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Hi Jaeyoung, it’s me. I’m your Dad. It is so finally good to meet you. You are so precious. Your Mommy gave me a second chance to see you. And I hope she will give me a second chance to love her."

You looked up at him slowly. After a couple of more minutes, Jaeyoung had fallen asleep. You put her to bed before walking back into the living room where Bryan was.

"Did you mean that?"

"Mean what?"

"You want a second chance?" You questioned.

"Why would I lie about something like that? When I said I love you, I meant it. So what about it?"

You looked up as if you were thinking. "I’ll think about giving you a second chance."

He stepped closer to you and softly placed his lips on yours. After a couple of seconds, he pulled away, stroking your cheek softly.

[honeybearloco]

“...What About Us?”

Requested by an anon. 

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader Request: Any story (I made it angsty. Sorry)

"Wha-What about us?"

"We weren't a thing. Get that through your skull, Y/N."

You didn't expect things to end like this. You never wanted it to end at all. Bryan was your friend since you were born. Bryan was your brother's best friend. He was your first love. Though he was your first love, that didn't you were his first love. You weren't his love at all.

Bryan was three years older than you. To him, he always saw you as a little baby. He never saw you as more than a little sister. Bryan was your protector. When your brother wasn't around to protect you, Bryan would. When your brother was sick, Bryan would walk you to school while holding your hand. It wasn't hard to notice that you were in love with Bryan and had been since primary school.

You were an adult now. You were still close and still madly in love with Bryan. Nothing really had changed between the two of you. He still saw you as a kid.

"When will you ever see me as an adult?" You often asked.

"Never, little girl." He'd always answer with that smile.

Today, you were going out with your friends to this new club in Gangnam. Your best friend, Bohyung, made you get out of bed and actually do something that isn't work-related. You hadn't been out in forever.

She came to your apartment, where you lived alone. She bought you a new dress. It was a wine colored Belinda Dress. Dresses weren't really your thing (A/N: If they are I'm sorry.) Especially a dress that's so open.

"I don't know about this one. What if-"

"Don't you dare his name." Bohyung interrupted you.

You rolled your eyes and sighed.

"Y/N, you need to look good for yourself not some dick who is fucking around with sluts who are thirsty for him because of his rapper money. You've known him since you were a baby. He's obviously not into you."

You frowned and looked at the ground. Bohyung always had given you good advice. She always told the truth, even if it hurt your feelings a little. After a couple of minutes of arguing with you on why it's perfect for you. And you, of course, lost the argument and you were going to wear the dress.

The two of you hopped into her car and made your way to the club, where the two of you met up with some friends. For the first time in a long time, you were having a good time. You weren't thinking about tomorrow or yesterday. You were living in the moment. You found yourself drinking a bit too much.

You had bumped into a figure. Before you could even apologize, the figure turned around to reveal Bryan.

"B-Bryan."

"Y/N? What are you doing here?"

"I-I-I-"

"It's Thursday. You shouldn't be here. You-"

"You can't tell me where I can and can't be." You interrupted him, getting in his face.

"What?"

"You heard me, asshole!" You said, getting louder.

He was taken back but he could smell the alcohol on your breath, then he saw the drink in your hand.

"Y/N, let's get you home." He said softly, grabbing your hand.

You pulled your hand away from him.

"NO~!" You hiccupped, pushing him back a bit before continuing. "I hate you so much. Do you even realize how hard I try? No, no you don't! Because you don't care about me. You're so fucking blind. I've literally loved you for over a fucking decade but no! I'm not good enough for you, am I?"

He was unsure of what exactly to say. He was still trying to take it all in. Tears were forming in your eyes. You knew exactly what he was going to say.

"I'm gonna go." You whispered and tried to leave, but he grabbed your hand.

You turned around to face him. "Wha-"

He smashed his lips into yours. You could taste the alcohol on his breath. The both of you were drunk out of your minds. Maybe it was better this way. Imagine being sober and kissing him. He pulled away from your lips and stared into your eyes.

"Come home with me." He said, lust glazing over his eyes.

You only nodded. The rest of the night was a blur. The last you remembered was going home with him. You didn't know the two of you would go all the way. The next morning, you felt awkward, being in bed with him. You wrote him a note and quietly left, afraid of him catching you trying to leave.

It had been three weeks since the night. You hadn't heard anything from him. You were quite terrified. You knew nothing was going to be the same the next time you saw him. You've been sick for the last week. You didn't know what was wrong with you. Today you had called up Bohyung and told her you were sick and told her your symptoms. She sounded quite terrified on the phone.

About thirty minutes later, she opened the door to your apartment. Sometimes you regret giving her a key to your apartment. She had rushed in with a drug store plastic bag that looked all too familiar to you. She sat on the sofa next to you and put the bag on the table. She stared at you with worried eyes.

"Why do you look so worried? It's probably just a virus that will go away next week." You spoke up.

"I looked up your symptoms. There's no way you have a virus. It's something way more than a virus."

She reached into the bag and pulled out an unfamiliar little box. You tilted your head to the side to read it. That's when you saw the name. 'Pregnancy Test'

You stared up at Bohyung and shook your head.

"But I-I-I didn't. It can't be." You stuttered.

That's when it hit you. You let out a loud gasp. "N-No No No No No No." You repeated, getting louder each time.

"What? What's wrong?" Bohyung questioned.

"If I actually am pregnant, I know who the father is." You answered

"Who would it be?" She asked.

You looked up at her with that look and she knew just who.

"No! Oh hell no! You're kidding. Y/N, please tell me you're kidding."

You shook your head. She put the box in your hand.

"Take it, see if you are."

You nodded and walked into your bathroom. You took the test and now you were waiting for the results. To be sure, you took three. Finally, the timer went off. Now it was time to see. You closed your eyes and picked up all the tests. You handed them to Bohyung.

You took a deep breath and let it out. "Well, what do they say?"

Her jaw dropped for a bit then she looked up at you.

"They are all positive. Y/N, you're pregnant."

You fell to your knees, as tears begin to form in your eyes. She pulled you into a tight hug. "Hey, hey. Don't cry. Please don't cry. Everything will be okay. I promise you."

It had been a week since you had found out you were pregnant. Now you found yourself standing at the door of Bryan's apartment, deciding on either you should knock or not.

'I can't do it. I just can't!' You screamed on the inside.

You began to walk away and you heard the door open behind you. You hid behind a wall, fearing he would catch you. You heard an unfamiliar giggle. A woman's giggle. You peeped over the side of the wall to see Bryan laughing it up with a girl. You had never seen her before, but damn was she pretty. You tilted your head.

"I gotta go, but I'll see you again this weekend, right?" The woman said.

"Of course, baby," Bryan said, making you cringe.

She pecked his lips and cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too." He said.

Hearing him say that broke you. The woman walked away and got into her car driving off. You made yourself seen and marched up to him, giving him a hard slap.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" He screamed at you.

"Who is she?! WHO IS SHE?!" You screamed.

"My actual girlfriend." He answered, causing you to almost shut down.

"Wha-What about us?"

"We weren't a thing. Get that through your skull, Y/N."

Tears were forming in your eyes as he continued.

"Your little love confession doesn't make me love you. I should have expected you'd do this. Y/N, I'm not in love with you and I don't think I ever will be. What we did that night, I regret it every day. Your brother is going to kick my ass knowing what we did, which is why you need to keep it to yourself."

"Bohyung was right, you truly are a fucking dick." You whispered.

"Yeah, I am. And I don't deserve you, go find someone who can take care of you."

He closed the door in your face. You began to walk away. You placed both of your hands on your stomach as tears fell.

"I'm sorry. I've already failed you, haven't I?"

[honeybearloco]

“...The Three Of Us?”

Requested by an anon. If I got any of this, wrong, I apologize, I am not a mother and I don’t know much about babies and motherly things.

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader Request: Bryan meets your 13 month old daughter from your previous relationship, for the first time.

"We’re not that different from each other you know."

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him or love him, it was just, it had been awhile since you were dating.

You were an upcoming producer. You were just getting recognition from big names. You weren’t famous, well not yet. You were getting closer and closer to it though. You were offered jobs at a lot of different entertainment companies and record labels, but you rejected each and everyone of them. You didn’t have the time. Producing music used to just be a hobby of yours. It was a stress reliever from your college classes.

You soon found a love, or at least someone you thought you loved. Your relationship was rather lengthy. The two of you often talked of the future and getting married. Sometimes you brought up the topic of children, and he’d get upset. He didn’t want children. It sometimes made you upset. You wanted nothing more than children.

The two of you ended up going to a party. You know how college parties can be. The two of you got to drinking and things happened, two months later, you found out you were pregnant. Once you told him, he told you he couldn’t take care of a child. His excuse was that he was too young. He then said he needed time to think it over. You being naive believe him. He dropped out of college and kicked town. You never saw him again. You cried for months.

It was just the two of you for the rest of your pregnancy. The two of you being, you and your baby. At the four month mark, you found out you were having a girl. You thought you were the most excited but it turned out to be your best friend, B/F/N.

She bought your unborn daughter everything, pink. It was almost nauseating how much pink was in the nursery for your daughter. She was so excited for your baby, that you allowed her to name your daughter. Dahyun.

You loved the name so you went through with it. Dahyun was a sweet and calm child. She didn’t cry often, but when she did, you were able to solve the problem really quickly.

B/F/N, wanted you to get out. Ever since Dahyun was born, you were always with her. Afraid to leave her. It was a mother thing. One night, you decided to go out for the first time since Dahyun was born. If you were counting by how old Dahyun was, it would be six months.

That’s when you had met him, Bryan. You went to a club that night. You felt out of place. Your motherly instincts kicking in a few times on accident. You found yourself at the bar nursing a drink.

"I’ve never seen you hear before." A voice said.

You turned around to see a nice looking tattooed man.  

"This is my first time here." You replied.

He sat next to you and smiled. "I’m Bryan."

"Y/N."

"So what do you do for living?" He asked you.

"I’m a producer." You answered.

"You? A producer? I would have thought you were a model with curves like that."

You blushed a little and looked down. "Thank you."

"Maybe you could make a beat for me and allow me to rap over it."

You tilted your head to the side. "You’re a rapper?"

"Yeah. Bryan Chase."

"Never heard of you, sorry."

He chuckled. "Wow, I feel so disrespected." He said jokingly.

You let out a small giggle.

"Listen, I gotta go. But I’d like to see you again. Maybe on a date?"

Your cheeks heated up. "S-Sure." You strutted.

"Great." He grabbed a napkin and pen and wrote his number and name down. He handed you the napkin.

"Text me when you make it home. I’ll be waiting for your text."

He took you on that date. You found yourself falling for him, as he was for you. Your relationship moved rather fast. You knew it was wrong, but you hid the fact you had a daughter for a while, for Dahyun’s safety.

It had been about five months into your relationship. You were going to meet with him to confess. You knew he would probably leave you, but it was better than continuing to lie to him. You met him at an ice cream parlor near the park. You walked in and saw him in a booth. You took a deep breath and let it out. You walked over to him.

"Y/N!" He said cheerfully and hugged you tightly.

You hugged back and then let go. You sat in the booth and smiled.

"So, what did you want to meet up about?" He asked.

You sighed and pulled out your wallet. You grabbed the picture of Dahyun you kept in there. It was from when she was born. You handed the little picture to him. He grabbed it and looked at it.

"An adorable baby, is this your niece or something?" He asked.

"Flip it." You simply answered.

He did as you said and flipped it over and read what was on the back ‘Dahyun L/N.’ He was still confused.

"I don’t get what you’re getting at."

"For fuck’s sake, she’s my daughter Bryan!"

His eyes widened. "You have a daughter."

"I didn’t want to tell you because I thought you would leave me like he did."

"When you say he, do you mean her Dad?" He questioned.

You only nodded. He grabbed your hands.

"I would never leave you. I don’t care what you have under your sleeve. I don’t care if you were a former member of some powerful gang, I’ll still love you like I always have. I love you and I want us to be together forever." He said.

Tears were welling up in your eyes. "Bryan."

"Yes my love?" He called out to her.

"I love you too."

Now that he knew, you felt more comfortable. You still were a bit scared for the two of them to meet. You read somewhere that you shouldn’t introduce your boyfriend to your child too early. It was from some child development site that a lot of first time mothers used.

The two of you were on a walk around the block. You felt more comfortable with him. You were ready.

"Bryan, I would like you to meet Dahyun." You confessed.

"Really? Are you sure? If you really don’t want me to meet her, I don’t-"

"I do."

He smiled and kissed your forehead. The two of you walked back to your apartment. You unlocked the door and opened it.

"We’re back!" You shouted.

"Oh good! She just woke up. Dahyun, mommy’s home!" B/F/N said.

Dahyun stared at her still pointing to the picture on the page of the book, B/F/N was reading to her.

"Dahyun! Mommy’s home!" You repeating, trying to get her attention.

Dahyun looked at you and put the book down. She crawled over to you quickly. You picked her up and put her on your hip.

"Mamamama." She whispered to you.

You smiled and turned around. "Dahyun, this is Bryan, my boyfriend." You introduced.

Bryan’s face lit up. "Hi, Dahyun. I’m Bryan."

Dahyun looked down at his exposed arms. She reached out for him. You handed her to him. He put her on his hip. She began to trace the tattoos on his arm. Bryan smiled at her.

"Dahyun-"

"No, she’s fine." Bryan interrupted you.

He closed the door and walked in the living room with you. You sat on the sofa and patted the spot next to you. He sat next to you and put Dahyun in his lap, letting her face sideways.

"You met her not even five minutes ago and she already loves you." B/F/N said a bit jealous.

It took about three weeks for Dahyun to get used to B/F/N. Dahyun’s little eyes lit up in amazement seeing that his tattoos didn’t come off.

"She likes your tattoos." You announced looking down at her.

Bryan smiled and looked down at her.

"I have to get going. See you later." B/F/N added getting her things together.

"Alright. Goodbye."

She walked out of the door and shut it behind her.

"Let’s watch a movie." You suggested.

"I’m down."

You found an action movie. It began to get boring toward the end. You looked over to them to see both Dahyun and Bryan asleep. It put a smile on your face.

"Let’s get you to bed." You grabbed Dahyun softly and took her to her room. You put her in her crib and tucked her in. You heard her began to whisper something over and over again. You listened closely.

"Dadadada." She whispered.

You kissed her forehead and walked out of her room, turning the light off and closing the door. You walked back into the living room and sat back on the sofa. Finally Bryan had woke up.

"Nice of you to join me." You sassed.

"Where’s Dahyun?" He asked stretching.

"She’s asleep. I just took her to your room. I think she was calling out to you in her sleep though." You added.

"Really? What was she saying?"

"She kept repeating ‘Dadadada’." You answered.

"Really? Does she think I’m her Dad?" He questioned.

"I don’t know, maybe. You’re the only guy I’ve ever had around her."

"Well I don’t mind. How about we go somewhere tomorrow, just the three of us?"

"What are you the family man now?" You asked jokingly.

"Me and Dahyun, we’re not that different from each other you know."

"I knew the two of you would get along." You smiled.

[honeybearloco]

“...Before You Left.”

Requested by an anon. I did the best I could.

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader Request: Fluffy Bryan Imagine

Your little sister loved Bryan almost more than she loved you. You were annoyed at their relationship. She used to hate him! What even happened?

You met Bryan at the park. Your Mom had you take care of your baby sister, Hyeon Jin. You were a college student. You had recently gone through a breakup with your boyfriend, well ex boyfriend, of 5 years. The two of you were highschool sweethearts. You wanted a future with him. You wanted to marry him, have two to three kids.

That all ended. He had cheated on you, with a friend of yours. You were heartbroken. You tried to fight the both of them. You successfully fought her. You only got a few hits in at your ex.

The main person who helped you through your breakup, was your baby sister Hyeon Jin. She of course didn’t understand what you were going through. She was seven, you were in your early twenties. But she did what she could. Which consisted of hugs, drawings, and watching her favorite cartoons together.

You were walking in the park with Hyeon Jin in hand. She was skipping, making it harder to walk.

“Yah! Jinny! Slow down, you’re pulling me down.”

She stopped. “Sorry Unnie.”

It was quick for a little bit. Hyeon Jin spoke up.

“Unnie, are you still sad? He didn’t deserve you.”

“Jinny, that’s really nice of you to say, but everyone else has said and I’m still upset and everything and everyone! I just need a bit more time. Okay?”

As you said that, you bumped into a male figure.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean.” You quickly apologized.

The figure turned around and looked at the two of you. He looked familiar to but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

“No big deal. It’s nice to see a mother and her daughter enjoying their day.”

Your eyes widened, as did Hyeon Jin’s.

“WE’RE SISTERS!” The both of you shouted.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“Yah! Are you saying I look old?” You asked annoyed.

“Aniyo. You look very beautiful and young and-”

You blushed a deep red. You weren’t the only one blushing. He was as well. His cheeks were a darker red than yours.

“Now you’re flirting with my sister?” Hyeon Jin questioned.

“ANI! I’m sorry. I’ll shut up now.” He quickly said.

It was weird that a stranger had called you beautiful and then started blushing. He was cute, in your opinion at least. There was silence between the three of you. You were looking one way, he was looking the other. Hyeon Jin was still angry at him.

She let go of your hand and kicked his shin.

“OUCH! What was that for?” He questioned.

“You bumped into my sister, now apologize!” She screamed.

“She bumped into me!”

“Jinny, it was my fault. I bumped into him. Thank you though.”

You turned to him and scratched a spot behind your neck.

“Sorry about her. She’s a bit-”

“Protective of you? I can see. But she did really hurt me, so I think you owe me something.”

“Right! You’re completely right. I do whatever you want. Just don’t tell anyone about this.”

“A date.” He said.

Your eyes widened. “What?”

“I want to go on a date with you.”

You had been dating Bryan for almost a year now. He had changed your life for the better. Though Hyeon Jin was annoyed with him when they first met, she got over it. She still didn’t welcome him into the family.

Bryan literally had to “persuade” her to get her to like him. And it worked. Which was why her room was filled with toys. Your parents thought it was sweet Bryan was willing to buy Hyeon Jin toys just to get on her good side.

You know how really spoiled she was, so you weren’t a fan. You had scolded him before about spoiling her, but he continued to do it. If he had to be honest with himself, he loved spoiling her.

He spoiled her as if she was his own daughter. Hyeon Jin wasn’t complaining. She loved being spoiled.

Your parents were getting older. They couldn’t do everything for Hyeon Jin like they did for you. They weren’t as young as they were when they had you. You offered to take care of Hyeon Jin when they were tired, but your Mother didn’t want to pile her on you. You didn’t mind.

You didn’t hear anything from either of your parents nor did you hear anything from Hyeon Jin. So you made plans with Bryan. It had been awhile since the two of you had been on a date. He made reservations for this new fancy restaurant downtown. You even went out of your way to buy a new dress.

The both of you were getting ready as the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” He said.

He rushed to the door and opened it, revealing both of your parents and Hyeon Jin.

“Mr. and Mrs. L/N, Hyeon Jin! What are you guys doing here?”

“Bryan, just the face we needed to see! We were wondering if you and Y/N, could take care of Hyeon Jin for the night.”

“We’d love to but-”

“Great! See you guys tomorrow!” Your Mom said before pushing Hyeon Jin and rushing off to the car, followed behind by your Dad.

Bryan closed the door and sighed.

“Y/N, gonna kill me.”

“The two of you had plans tonight, right?” Hyeon Jin asked, laying down her back on the couch and sitting down next to it.

“Yup. And when she sees you, she’s gonna-”

“Flip, I know.” Hyeon Jin interrupted.

“They pick the worse timing.” Bryan whispered to himself.

You wondered where Bryan went. He was taking too long. You walked out of your room and into the living room to see Bryan talking to a figure on the couch.

He looked at you in fright.

“Babe!”

“Why do you look so scared? Who was at the door? Who are you talking to- HYEON JIN!” You screamed before looking back over to Bryan.

“What did you do?!” You screamed.

“Unnie! I’m so happy to see you. The dress is pretty.” Hyeon Jin ran up to you and hugged your waist tightly before continuing. “Mom and Dad had plans to get away from a bit. They are headed to Busan and they wanted me to stay with you guys. Bryan said I could stay tonight.”

“He did, huh?”

You glared at him. He raised his hands up in defeat.

“So the date’s off I guess. I’ll go change and take my makeup off.”

You walked back to your bedroom.

Bryan put his hand through his hair.

“Look! She’s mad at me.”

“I would be too. She was really looking forward the date.”

“Stop trying to make me feel bad. I already feel as bad as I can. What can I do?”

Hyeon Jin looked up as if she were thinking, when the perfect idea popped into her head.

“Let’s go get some ice cream!”

“Yah! Hyeon Jin, what will ice cream do for us right now?” He asked the now nine year old, girl.

“Unnie loves ice cream! Maybe, she’ll forgive you if you go get her some ice cream. And maybe you can find her something to give her. I know what kind of gifts she likes. Maybe she’ll hate you a little less.”

“You’d do that?”

“Of course. I don’t want the two of you to break up.”

He walked to the bedroom and opened the door. He saw you lying on the bed, facing away from the door.

“Babe.” He called out.

You didn’t answer. He knew you weren’t asleep.

He sighed before changing into a t shirt and some sweatpants.

“I’m heading out with Hyeon Jin for a little bit. We’re going to get some ice cream, we’ll be back. I love you.”

Still no answer from you.

He walked out of the bedroom and back into the living room, to find Hyeon Jin on a phone.

“Since when do you have a phone?”

“Since my birthday.” She answered.

“You’re too young to have a phone.”

“You’re too old to be questioning me.” She sassed.

He rolled his eyes. “Let’s go get ice cream before Y/N, throws all my stuff out of the apartment and breaks up with me.”

The two of them hopped in the car. The drive wasn’t long. They walked into the parlor and sat in a booth.

“Alright, what’s the plan?” He questioned.

“What has Y/N Unnie said she’s wanted since she was a little girl but Mom and Dad never let her have?” Hyeon Jin asked him.

He thought for a minute.

“Alone time?”

“Other than that!”

His eyes widened in realization.

“A PUPPY!” He shouted.

“YES!”

“We’re getting her a dog to make her forgive me?”

“I clearly remember you say that you needed my help. So do you want to make the plan?” SHe sassed.

“Fine! There’s a pet store somewhere around here. But we need to get a puppy, she’s gonna love.”

They finished up their ice cream and got you some to go. The two of them headed to the pet store. As they walked in, they headed towards the puppies. There was a huge pen of them. All of them adorable.

“All of them are cute, which one is she going to love the most?” Hyeon Jin asked.

Then Bryan felt something on his leg. He looked down to see an adorable puppy staring right back at him.

“This one.” He answered lifting the puppy up.

“Oh thank you! You caught her! That’s Haru, she was dropped off at the front step. We don’t know who she had belonged to.” An employee admitted.

“We’ll take her.”

You were still in the bed. You wanted to stay mad but you knew staying mad would be stupid. It had been hours since the two of them left. You were worried about the both of them. Though you were mad at him, you still loved and cared for him. You felt like a bitch.

You were about to call him, but the front door opened. You rushed the front door.

“Bryan I’m sorry-”

“No, Y/N. Let me. I’m sorry for canceling our date.”

“But it’s not your fault-”

“Listen to me. I cancelled the date and I’m sorry. And I wanted to get you something to show how sorry I am. Hyeon Jin!”

On cue, Hyeon Jin walked in the front door with Haru. You gasped and covered your mouth.

“You didn’t!”

“I did. This is Haru. And I wanted to give her a good home, so I got her, for you.”

Hyeon Jin put Haru on the ground. Haru slowly walked over to you. You squatted down to her level. She smelled and licked your palm.

You picked her up and petted her softly.

“Haru-ah, I’ll take care of you, alright?”

You looked back to Bryan.

“You did this because you cancelled our date?” You questioned.

“That and I remember how much you wanted a puppy. But I must ask. Am I forgiven?”

“I forgave you before you left.”

[honeybearloco]

“...The Baby!”

Requested by @seventeenmonstavixen. I honestly don’t know if this is what you expected. If not, I am sorry. 

Being Jay's little sister made everything harder. You were youngest and only girl. You had two older brothers, Jay and Jehan, who are very protective over you. Especially Jay. Every boy you ever dated how to be approved by him. And Bryan wanted nothing more than to impress Jay.

You were a university student. You were a hard working woman so you wanted to pay for everything. But Jay didn't allow his baby sister to pay for everything. He paid for your tuition. But you begged him to let you beg for everything else. And he finally listened. You worked as a barista.

You had work today. It was a relatively not so busy day. You were the cashier for the day. The manager said you were amazing with the customers. They loved your smile and your voice. Bryan was in a rush. He had to hurry to the studio. He walked up to you and tapped on the counter to get your attention. 

You looked up and made eye contact with him. He got lost in your (Eye color) eyes. He was fascinated.

"Yes may I help you?" You asked.

He didn't answer. He was still focused on your eyes.

"Um, sir? Sir? Sir?"

You snapped him out of his thoughts. "Oh, yes?"

"What will you have today?"

"Can I get a large Honeydew Boba?"

"Large Honeydew Boba. Is that it cutie?" You said. You didn't think anything of it. He was cute.

Bryan nodded. You rang it up and gave him a total. He paid for it. "Your order will be out in a bit."

Bryan nodded before making his way over to a booth to sit down.

You couldn't help but stare at him. Your manager came up behind you and snapped you out of your thoughts. "Stop staring at him, it's weird. Just go talk to him."

"Really? You'd let me talk to him on the job?"

"You're the only employee I can stand. Go talk to him. He's your type. Tattooed all up, just like your fine ass brother, Jay."

"Yah! You're disgusting!"

"Whatever. Just tell your brother about me." She said before handing you the large Honeydew Boba. You grabbed it and walked from behind the counter over to him. You sat in the seat across from him. You handed him his Boba. "Can I sit here?"

"Oh, I was going to get going when I got this."

You pouted. "Oh, well you'll come back to see me right, cutie?"

He pulled out his phone and went to the contacts. "Put your number in my phone, I'll text you later."

You grabbed his phone and put your number in it. You handed his phone back to him. "I still don't even know your name." You admitted.

"Oh, it's Bryan."

You have been talking with Bryan over the course of six months. You really liked him. He really liked you too. But the two of you were scared to tell each other. You were going to tell him but he found out that Jay was your older brother. It didn't change the way the two of you would text or call each other. 

But it did effect the way the two of you would be around each other. You were already awkward, but it was even more awkward between the two of you.

Today Jay was throwing a huge party. Of course everyone was gonna be there. If you were anyone you'd be there. You invited Bryan. You didn't want to come alone because almost everyone was bringing dates. You wanted to bring one too so you asked Bryan. 

The party didn't really have a dress code so you put on what you wanted to. You put on a dress your manager let you wear. It was a red sequin deep V spaghetti straps mini dress, under the dress you put on a diamond thigh garter. You fixed your hair and makeup. 

You looked in the mirror, you couldn't deny it. You looked amazing. You checked yourself out a bit. "I'd date me." You say jokingly.

Your phone rang. You quickly picked it up.

"Yoboseyo?"

"Y/N, are you ready? I'm outside of your apartment."

"Yeah. Yeah. I'll be down in a sec. Just let me get my shoes."

"Alright. I'll be waiting. See ya."

You hung up and grabbed your heels. You rushed to the front door and slipped on your shoes. You weren't that tall, in heels your height barely changed. You grabbed your house keys and walked out of the door. You walked down the stairs of your apartment complex and saw Bryan chilling by his car. 

He was causally dressed. He heard the clicking of heels. He looked up and over to the right to see you. He stared at you with his mouth wide open. He was speechless.

You couldn't help but blush. "Close your mouth. You're drooling."

You snapped him out of his thoughts. "Me? Drooling over you? Whatever. Just hop in the car."

He opened the passenger side door and you got in. He shut the door and got in the driver's side. He drove to the club. On the way, the two of you jammed out to almost everything that came on the radio. You turned every song into a duet. 

Finally when you got there, you could hear the music from out of the club in the car.

"Damn, that's loud." He admitted.

The two of you got out of the car and made it to the club entrance. The bouncer allowed you right in because you were Jay's sister, but denied Bryan. The bouncer looked Bryan up and down. "He's with me." You announced. The bouncer moved to the side and let him in.

"Damn, if I didn't know you what would happen?" He asked.

"You wouldn't have gotten in for tonight. Are ya happy you know me?"

"Big time."

You went in to the VIP area to see all of AOMG and some other rappers there as well. "THERE SHE IS!" Gray shouted. "THE BABY!"

The Baby was your nickname given to you when you were younger. Everyone called you the baby. You hated it. "Whoa, and she brought a rapper, Gonzo you owe me twenty." Simon said. You rolled your eyes.

Throughout the night there have been several chances where the two of you could have admitted you have feelings for each other but there was always someone intervenes. You left your phone with Bryan and went out to the dance floor to get your dance on.

He couldn't help but smile at the sight of you having fun. His eyes involuntarily slowly made their way down your waist. He bit his lip. "Eyes above the shoulder blades Bryan!" Jay growled walking up to him. Bryan gulped and looked at another girl.

"How do you know my baby sister?" Jay asked.

"We met at the cafe she works at. We're just friends, I promise." He tried to reassured him. You were tired of dance. You looked over to Bryan to see him talking to Jay. You rushed over. "Hey." You simple say.

"Y/N, we were just talking about you. Weren't we, Bryan?" Jay put an arm around Bryan's shoulders. He seemed a bit uncomfortable and of course you noticed the help me in his eyes.

"Jay leave him alone. He clearly doesn't want to be bothered by you." You defended. Jay rolled his eyes.

"Wow. You two don't realize how much the two of you look and act like." Bryan teased.

"Shut the fuck up." Both you and Jay say at the same time.

Jay invited the both of you back the VIP area and you gladly went back. You weren't the only girl in there. Hoody wasn't there, she was at the bar. These other girls were just girls looking for a good time or five seconds of fame. Bryan took this as an opportunity to impress Jay. 

They were talking about sports and life. He was doing a really good job. Jay had a phone call. He went into a different room to answer it. You went to the bar to get some drinks. "Jay's sister, the baby. She's a bit on the nagging side. She could bore you to death with her stories that she thinks is funny. How do you really feel about her?" Gray asked.

"I feel deeply for her. I mean, sometimes she can be a bit annoying. She can nag sometimes. She's a bit a vixen."

"WHAT?!" He looked to his left to see you. You dropped the drinks. "Did you mean that?" You asked him.

"Y/N! N-No, I d-didn't mean it." He strutted.

You ran in the opposite direction. "Y/N! Y/N!" He screamed after you. He ran after you, but after a while it it got crowded and he lost you. He couldn't push his way through. You ran into the Women's restroom, luckily there was no one there. 

You sat in the stall and slid down the wall. "Am I vixen?" You asked yourself aloud before breaking into a sob.

The restroom door opened and in walked Hoody. She heard your sobbing. She knocked on the stall. "Miss? Are you okay?" She asked.

"Go away!"

"Y/N? Are you okay? What happened? Tell me!"

Hoody was a good friend of yours. Since she was the only girl in AOMG and you were there a lot you became instant friends. You went to her when you couldn't go to Jay. You stood up and opened the stall door. A frown was printed on her face. "What happened?"

"Am I a vixen?" You asked.

"NO! Who the hell told you that?"

"I overheard Bryan talking with Gray."

She wrapped her arm around your shoulders and brought you over to the sink. You cleaned up your tears and reapplied some of your makeup. "Don't worry about that low life asshole who raps about being in a underwater squad and all he talks about is money and orca whales." She comforted.

You giggled a bit. "Come on, let's go find Jay." The two of you walked out of the restroom and over the VIP area. Everyone was in there, except for Bryan. When Jay saw your red eyes, his eyes widened. He hated when you cried. Even if it wasn't in front of him. He rushed over to you. "What happened?! Are you okay?"

He hugged you tightly. "Bryan called her a vixen." Hoody answered. He let you go. "WHAT?! THAT ASSHOLE CALLED MY BABY SISTER A VIXEN?! OH, HE'S GOT SOMETHING COMING-"

"Jay, no! No violence. No arguing. No anything. I'm fine."

"But he made you cry. No one makes my baby sister cry!" His voice deepened. He rushed out of the VIP area with his fist clenched. You chased after him screaming his name.

Finally he found Bryan at the bar. Jay grabbed him by his collar. "Bastard! You called my sister a vixen?"

"Y-You weren't there for the whole conversation. Please listen to me-"

"You hurt my sister! There is no reason for me to listen! And there is no reason for you to speak."

Jay pulled his fist back, ready to punch him.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say what I say! Before I said I feel truly deep about her. Man I love her. I never meant to hurt her."

"What?" Your voice sounded, more quiet this time.

Bryan looked over to you. "I said I love you. I have been in love with you. I just didn't want to make it weird since we're friends and Jay's your brother. You're always talking about how you don't have time for a relationship because of your classes and your job. I'm so in love with you. But I didn't want to tell you without impressing Jay. So he'd be on my side when I ask you out." He explained.

"Bryan, you don't need Jay's permission or on your side. With him on your side, it'll just be weirder for me. You don't have to impress him. I already like you."

Jay let go of Bryan's collar. "You like me?"

"I have for a while now. I thought you at least noticed. Clearly everyone else has."

You walked up to him. You thumped his forehead. "Yah! What was that for?"

"That's for calling me a vixen."

Then you kissed his cheek. "That's for trying to impress Jay."

"You two are disgusting." Jay said.

"Grow up! I'm way younger than you but you act like the baby!" You sassed.

[honeybearloco]

“...Says Hell Yes.” (M?)

Requested by an anon. (!) Warning: Suggestive|Almost a Smut But Not Really

The Hip Hop Couple of the new generation. THE BLACK LABEL Couple. The one sexy couple that is lowkey the cutest couple ever. Everyone adored your relationship. You were goals, no one could deny that.

You were a very popular underground rapper. You spoke about real problems. Your past, sexism, and other serious issues like that. Mostly your songs were to be taken seriously, so you weren’t an arrogant rapper. You were a skilled rapper. You’ve been rapping since your high school days.

You signed under THE BLACK LABEL before Zion. T, though you were under THE BLACK LABEL everyone under YG loved and adored you. Your name was out there, you were truly an amazing female rapper. And that’s what Bryan loved about you.

Your crew was often called a female version of The Cohort. But your crew had true meaning behind it. There was three members. You and two of your friends from high school. Your crew’s name was Deities. All of you represented a Roman Goddess. Chaeyoung represents Minerva. Hyerim represents Diana. And you, you represent Venus. (A/N: I had a phase where I was obessed with Greek and Roman gods and goddesses. Please don’t tell me I’m the only one. Venus/Aphordite was my favorite.)

You being Venus said a lot. Venus was the Goddess of love, beauty, desire, sex, fertility, properity and victory. You loved to show off your body. You weren’t Korea’s idols. You weren’t a barbie doll. You were your own person and everyone loved you for being you. There were a few haters here and there but you didn’t care.

You met Bryan at a Cohort show. You were a dear friend of Keith. After the show you went up to Keith. “Y/N! What are you doing here?”

“I came to se the show, I could miss your show, especially since I had the day off.” You gave him a tight hug. When you let go, you could see Okasian and Bryan. “Jiyong, Bryan, you’ve met Y/N, right?” Keith asked.

“I’ve met her. I don’t think Bryan has.” Okasian answered. He nudged Bryan’s shoulder. Bryan looked up to see you. Though you were beautiful from head to toe, he found himself deeply in love with your eyes. They were soft. They made you seem innocent. “Dude, you’re drooling.” Okasian said nudging Bryan’s shoulder.

“Sorry, she’s just very beautiful.” Bryan complimented. You blushed at his compliment. For the next couple of hours, you were following Keith like a lost puppy for two reasons. One, he was the only person you knew personally. Two, you knew how Keith got when he got drunk, so you were there to help him out.

Bryan was jealous of how much attention you were giving his friend. “What does he have, that I don’t?” He asked aloud. “Uhm, dude are you still thirsting after Y/N?” Jiyong asked. “Is it that obvious?”

“Yeah. Even the bartender can tell you’re thirsting over her.” He exggarted. Bryan sighed.

“What’s the story about your friend Bryan?” You asked Keith.

“Why? You interested in him?”

“I might be coming around. And I can see him staring at me.”

He told you everything about Bryan, it made you more interested in him. You walked up to Bryan. “Hey.” You greeted. “Hi.” He said nervously. “I noticed your staring.”

His eyes widened. You giggled. “You’re cute. How about a drink?” He smiled. You sat at the bar and drank with him for an hour or so. You stopped drinking after your third beer, you had to because you were driving yourself home. You looked at your watch. 

It was two in the morning. “Oh my god! I lost track of time. I have to get going. Uhm, you have my number. Text me soon.” You stood up, kissed his cheek, and walked out of the bar.

You and two of you began texting and eventually he asked you out on a date. You of course accepted. After a couple of dates he asked you to be his girlfriend. And you said yes. After he signed to THE BLACK LABEL, you spent all your time together and announced your relationship. Everyone loved the two of you together.

You were in the studio working on a new album. The album progress wasn’t going that well, because Bryan was being annoying and irritating. Every couple of seconds he’d wrap his arms around you and give you kisses on your neck.

You needed to finish this album by a deadline. But he wasn’t helping at all. You were working on song lyrics. This was the last song going on the album. The song was done, you just needed the lyrics. You were sitting on the table and Bryan sat in the chair by the wall, to charge his phone. “Babe, what should the last song be about?” You asked. “Me.” He answered. You rolled your eyes. “There’s already song about you.”

“Write a sexy song about us.”

“This isn’t a sexy album.” You whined. “And? Make it a sexy album. Write a song about how I make you feel when I-”

“AHH! MY EARS!” You screamed putting your hands over your ears. “Stop acting like you’re innocent. You know you love when I-”

“CAUGHT IN A LIE!”

He stood up and walked over to you. He opened your legs and stood in between them. He kissed down your neck. “Babe, stop!” You secretly wanting him to continue. “Your mouth says no, but your body says hell yes.” He said in your neck.

You grabbed his face and smashed your lips on his. He reached from the hem of your shirt. You smacked his hand away and pulled back. He whined. “You take yours off first.”

In the speed of light, he basically ripped off his shirt. “Now?” You nodded. He quickly took off your shirt and stared at your bra. “White lace? Were you trying to seduce me?” He asked. “Maybe a little.” You answered. He connected his lips to yours again in a very passionate kiss. His left hand slowly made its way down your stomach to the yoga pants. (A/N: Don’t ask me why you’re wearing yoga pants. They make the booty look fat….)

He slowly slipped his hands in your yoga pants to rub you through your underwear. You moaned in the kiss. He pulled away. “Damn, we jsut started and you’re already so wet for me.” “Well can you stop teasing and actually do something?”

He chuckled and slipped his hand into your underwear and rubbed your clit in circles. You couldn’t control your moaning. You were always loud. Interrupting the two of you, his phone rang. He took his hand out underwear and went to grab his phone. You groaned. “BRYAN!” He grabbed his phone and pressed the answer button without seeing who it was.

“Yoboseyo?”

“Yo! Bryan, we’re working on a new track. We need you.” Keith’s voice sounded. “I’ll be right there.” He hung up.

“You’re going to leave me all hot for you?!”

“Think of it as your punishment for trying to tell me what to do.” He grabbed his shirt and slipped it on. He grabbed his phone and charger and walked out of the room. “BRYAN!” You shouted.

Have an amazing day/night. Love ya~! Thanks for reading. 

[honeybearloco]

can you do a bryan cha$e imagine based off his song roll&smoke please??

sure, love. you got it.

[honeybearloco]

Can you make more Bryan cha$e imagines. Your writing is really good and there aren't many imagines about him

Of course I can. And thank you for the compliment. 

[honeybearloco]

“...He Can.”

Requested by an anon. He’s back. Bitch if Bryan doesn’t post some new pictures a bitch is gonna fight. I’m actually lost in my Bryan requests soo...

Bryan Chase X Female Reader

Request: A scenario in which the reader is in a rather toxic relationship and Bryan, her best firend, steps in to show her better things. 

"Then why are you here?"

"I can treat you better than he can."

Another argument, another door slammed in your face, another night with you locked in your room, another night in an empty bed with a tear-soaked pillow. You lost how many times you had cried yourself to sleep. The love of your life was doing out doing only god knows what. You had no one else to call. You couldn’t tell anyone else, but your best friend. You grabbed your phone, dialed a familiar phone number.

"Y/N, are you okay? It’s really late. Is everything okay?" Bryan’s voice chimed through the phone.

You simply sniffled. Bryan threw the cover off of him, walking over to his dresser, searching for a shirt to put on. "Y/N are you okay? I’m coming over."

"Please hurry." You begged.

Bryan through on a shirt, a jacket, and a pair of sweatpants. He grabbed his phone and keys rushing to your apartment. Once he reached your apartment, banged on the door, only to receive no answer from you. Scared of what would happen, he reached under the doormat, grabbing your extra key, unlocking the front door. "Y/N! Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"In my room." You answered softly.

He rushed into your room to see you looking out the window of your bedroom.

"Do you think I’m high enough for me to jump out the window and pass out before I hit the ground?" You questioned, looking at him with teary eyes. You shivered slightly. He walked over to you, taking off his jacket. He put his jacket around your shoulders. You threw his jacket across the room. "You giving me your jacket isn’t going to make my situation better."

Bryan took in a deep breath and let it out. "Because your dick of a boyfriend is a jealous piece of shit. Listen to me when I tell you this, it will only get worse. One day, something is going to make him snap, and I don’t know what he will do to you. I can’t risk him, hurting you. Y/N, come and stay with me. I can’t leave you here by yourself with that asshole. You’re defenseless against him."

"I’m not defenseless." You growled.

"Y/N, yes you are. You don’t know what the man will pull out of his ass. I can’t leave you here anymore."

He grabbed your wrist, examining it only to see a red hand mark around it, as if someone had squeezed it too tight. "Did he do this?"

"Bryan, it’s not that big of a deal."

"I don’t care. He shouldn’t have put his hands on you at all, whether it’s a big deal or not. I’m tired of yelling at you, and not even staying by your side. And I’m not going to let him do it anymore. Come back, with me. Please."

You snatched your wrist from him, not wanting to hear anything else that came out of his mouth. When you had called him over, you wanted him to confront you for a little while, as you didn’t want to be alone right now. You didn’t want him to try to counsel you into leaving your boyfriend. "I can’t leave here. I can’t leave him. There is nothing that you can say or do that will make me want to leave."

"I knew you would say that." He said barely loud enough for you to hear. You scoffed loudly.

"Then why are you here?"

"I can treat you better than he can."

His response had taken you back, as you never expected him to say that. "You what?"

"I said, I can treat you better than he can. If you are as truly as blind as I think you are, you wouldn’t have noticed the hints that I had been dropping. Y/N I like you. I like you a lot. Maybe even too much. But I refuse to let you stay here with this dick who doesn’t deserve you. Come home with me. It won’t be anything weird, I promise. I just can’t bring myself to let you stay here alone and face him again. Please, Y/N. I’m begging you."

He reached his hand out for you. Thoughts and memories of Bryan clouded your mind. He liked you?

"After all this time, now you decide to like me. Bryan, you rejected me in high school. Now you want to admit that you like me. I liked you all of primary, secondary, and high school. When I move on, now you decide to tell me you like me."

"Y/N I’ve liked you since school but I didn’t want to ruin the friendship that we had. I was a different person back then. What if we would have gotten together and then broke up, you’re my best friend. I can’t lose you."

"I can’t lose you either, idiot." You punched his shoulder.

"Ouch! What was that for?"

"For rejecting me in high school." You answered before pecking his cheek.

"Now what was that for?" He smiled.

"For caring about me enough to come here at 2 in the morning and trying to counsel me. Bryan, I’ll go with you."

He took your hand in to his softly. "Can we get out of here now? I just want to take you home."

"Home?"

"Yes, home. You will be staying with me for awhile."

He stood up, wanting you to climb on his back. You did so happily, wrapping your arms and legs tightly around him, as he headed for the front door and out of that apartment.

It had been seven months since Bryan convinced you to leave your ex and come to him. It took a little while for you to return his feelings. As soon as you did, he promised to take things slow. He asked you to be his girlfriend after your third date. You accepted without hesitation. The two of you had been dating five out of the seven months the two of you had been living together.

"Has it been five months already?" He questioned, stroking your hair softly.

"Don’t say you forgot, if you did I will not hesitate to choke you."

[honeybearloco]

“...Not a Bad Idea.”

Requested by an anon. Gif, not mine. Two requests down in one day. I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar.

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader

Request: Where the reader and Bryan are dating and he’s got writer’s block. So the reader tells him to write it about you. When he finishes he shows the song to the reader.

"Why don’t you write a song about me?"

"That’s not a bad idea."

You grew up rather sheltered. Your family didn’t want you around certain groups of people. You hated that they were that way. They had just assumed people’s backgrounds and lifestyles by the way they dress. They couldn’t ignore or try to control it anymore once your brother was consumed by the lifestyle they hated with a passion.

You were the little sister of Okasian. Your brother was your world. There was no one in the world you loved more than him. He was two years older than you, he loved to hold it over your head.

While Jiyong got sucked into the rap world, you chose to move on into the art of dancing. Dancing had become your passion. You loved dancing almost as much as you loved Jiyong. You started dancing at the age of 3 years old and continued on. As of now, you were a part of YG Entertainment’s dance team CRAZY. You loved your job with a passion. You had rounded up a lot of attention for both your looks and dancing.

You had made your debut with CRAZY back in 2015 on the MADE Tour with BIGBANG. Many fans had known you as TOP’s girl. You had danced with him during Bae Bae. Your popularity grew immediately.

You had opened up a Youtube channel where you uploaded covers, original dances, and behind the scenes of being a YG Dancer, all under the permission of YG himself. Your channel was an international hit. Many people loved seeing you dance as well give in a little inside of being a dancer under YG. When you weren’t dancing or making something for your channel, you were spending time with the other dancers or your family.

Today was a relaxation day. You planned on hanging out with Jiyong who wanted you to come to the Black Label. Without hesitation, you went.

You had been before. It’s how you got to meet Zion.T for the first time. You walked inside, looking for Jiyong. After about three minutes, you had found Jiyong in the studio. You knocked on the open door, stepping inside.

"Can I come in?"

Jiyong’s head raised up and looked over at you with a small. "There you are."

You took a few more steps inside, realizing there was someone else in the studio with him.

"Oh, I didn’t know there was someone else in here."

Bryan’s head shot up and over to you with a small smile. When his eyes met yours, he saw a spark.

"Don’t look at my sister too long, Bryan. I’ll still kill you." Jiyong chimed in.

You let out a small giggle and sat next to Jiyong.

Even though you had come to spend time with Jiyong, you somehow ended up getting to know Bryan. Jiyong even walked out at one point, a bit annoyed at the both of you. You brushed it off and continued talking to Bryan. It had been a long time since you had found someone who wasn’t your brother or your co-workers to talk to.

It wasn’t long before the two of you had started dating. It had been almost a year since the two of you got together. The only people who knew about your relationship was Jiyong, your family, and his family. You found no point in telling everyone. It was a relationship between you and Bryan, not the whole world.

Bryan was preparing an album to release. With ten songs down, he hit writer’s block pretty hard. You had often come to the studio to see him and help him out. He just loved your company.

He let out a frustrated sigh. You were sitting on the table close by the equipment. Your legs in between in his. His thumb rubbing small circles around your ankle.

"Something wrong?" You asked.

"I got writer’s block and now I can’t finish this damn song. This is what I fucking hate."

You could sense he was getting a bit angry.

"Don’t be like that, Babe. It’s okay to get writer’s block. Everyone does at one point."

There were a couple seconds of silence. You had a perfect idea.

"Why don’t you write a song about me?"

"That’s not a bad idea."

You smiled at him. He pulled himself closer to you.

"Maybe before I begin writing your song, why don’t you give a bit of inspiration?" He questioned with a smirk, wrapping his arms around your thighs.

"What kind of inspiration are you looking for?" You giggled.

"Any inspiration that your lips on mine will give me." He answered, pulling you off of the table into his lap, smashing his lips on yours.

Weeks later, the song was ready. You had gotten a text at 3 in the morning from Bryan.

‘The song is finished! Come to see!’ - Bryan

‘Bryan it’s 3 in the morning. You can show me later. You know at a time where the whole country is awake!’ - You

‘Fine. Hurry up.’

Hours later, you had woke up. You looked at the time. 10 in the morning. That was better than 3. You had taken a shower, got dressed and headed to the studio. You were still a bit tired but you were excited to hear the song.

You rubbed your eyes, walking into the studio.

"Hey, Bryan."

"Babe, there you are." He said full of energy, walking over to you, pecking your lips.

"How are you so full of energy?"

"Thinking about you gives me energy." He smiled.

You giggled softly. "Show me the song. I can’t wait to hear it."

He sat you down, putting a pair of headphones on you. He started the song from the beginning. The beat caught you by surprise. It was a bit slower than some of his other songs. You nodded your head to the beat as he had begun rapping.

Listening to the lyrics, you smiled. The lyrics were about all his favorite things about you. Your love of dance. Your features. Your personality. Even the little things you often did. Overall the song put a huge smile on your face. You never really got to see this side of Bryan in his music. It was like he was a completely different person in this song. He had always been a different person with you than he was with everyone else and in his music.

You took your headphones off and put them down. You looked over at him with a smile.

"It’s amazing. I love it." You smiled.

"Can I put it on my album?" He questioned.

"Well I mean if you must." You pouted.

He giggled and pecked the side of your forehead. "I will only release this version. I have a demo version just for you."

Your eyes let up at his confession.

"Could we listen to it?"

"Of course."

[honeybearloco]

“...You’re Pitiful”

Part 2 of “...What About Us?”. A few people wanted a part two so I decided to deliver. Please don’t hate me because this will probably be the end. Kinda based it on Fiestar’s You’re Pitiful.

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader Request: Part 2 of ‘...What About Us?’. Probably the end. 

"Why won't you fucking listen?! Just go away!"

"I will not. I'm not leaving you like this."

The event still playing in your mind. His words stuck in your mind.

"We weren't a thing. Get that through your skull, Y/N."

"...I'm not in love with you and i don't think I ever will be…"

"...And I don't deserve you, go find someone who can take of you."

How could he do that to you? It had been about a couple of months since you had seen him. You didn't want to ever see his face again. You hated him. You were finally showing. You had told your family and they were very supportive of you. They promised to help you whenever you needed. There was no one happier than your brother. He'd take you shopping for whatever you needed. When you had craves, he'd go get whatever you were wanting.

Today was no different from any other day. You had just gone shopping with Bohyung. She took you to a lot of different places. You didn't end up buying much because your feet were getting tired after a while. You had finally made it back home and walked inside. You had put away the things you had bought and watched a movie. The rest of the day went by quickly.

It was already 10 at night. You were afast to sleep. You heard a sudden banging at your door and a yell.

"HEY! Y/N! OPEN THIS DOOR!"

"Bryan?" You whispered to yourself.

"I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! WAKE UP!" He screamed.

You climbed out of bed and put on a robe, heading toward the door. You unlocked the door and opened it slightly, peeping your head out.

"Bryan, what are you doing here?" You questioned.

Looking at him now, you could see he had changed. There was no smile on his face, his eyes bloodshot red, as if he had been crying nonstop for years.

"Can I come in?"

"No." You answered.

"Come on, Y/N. Let me-"

"I said no You can't run over me anymore Bryan. Now if you're done here, you can leave."

You were about to close the door. But he put his foot in between the door and stepped in, pushing you back a bit.

"If you don't get out-"

You were interrupted with a kiss. If he had down this months ago, you would have been even more in love with him. But you aren't the same either. You pushed him back and took a steps away from him, turning away from him.

"Y/N, I've made mistakes. That shit I said to you all those months ago. I didn't mean it. I just didn't want you falling for me. I don't deserve you, but I love you so much." He added.

You didn't say a word. You continued to stare down the hallway, waiting for him to leave.

"Please say something to me!" He shouted, his voice breaking.

"After all this time, why are you so pitiful?" You questioned.

"Huh?"

You turned around and stared at him. He had gotten on his knees, ready to beg you to let him stay. His hand reaching out to you

"Don't give me that look. Don't reach your hand out with those eyes. I don't want you no more."

"Y/N, what do you mean? Why are you doing this to me? I just said I love you. Why won't you let me."

You scoffed as you stared at him.

"You're so pitiful, more so than when left me behind. So pitififul, over the past few months. I've heard things are different for you now. You've become so small."

"I-"

"You're pitiful, no matter how hard you try. You've changed so much. The way you talk, the way you look. So unlike you, so weak."

You wanted nothing more than for him to disappear. For him to never come back. To mean nothing to you ever again. He stared at your stomach for a bit, tilting his head. He stood up and grabbed the string of your robe, and pulled it apart, showing your bump. He gasped before staring up at you.

"You're pregnant?"

You didn't answer him.

"HEY! ANSWER ME!" He screamed, tears forming his eyes again.

"Is it mine?" He questioned.

"There was no use in lying about something like that. You knew better.

"Yeah." You simplified answered.

"When were you going to tell me about this?"

"Never. Now will you please leave me alone, before I call the cops."

He shook his head. "I can't leave."

"Why won't you fucking listen?! Just go away!"

"I will not. I'm not leaving you like this."

Your eyebrows raised slightly. You were taking back by what he had said.

"I knocked you up. Do you really think I can leave you alone now. This is not only your baby, Y/N L/N. You can't keep my own child away from me."

"I can if I want to. We were doing just fine without you." You confessed.

He let out a sigh and softly grabbed your hand. "You were right. I am pitiful. I am weak. I have changed but I can't let you walk out of my life again, especially not now. Please, please give me another chance."

"Do you remember what you said to me?" You asked him.

"When?"

"That night. Do you remember?"

"No, no I don't. You said, 'Y/N I'm not in love with you and I don't think I ever will be.' and you also said if I remember correctly, 'I don't deserve you.' And the truth is, you don't."

"Y/N, please."

"Never talk to me or my family again. Leave me and my child alone. When they are born, if they wish to meet you, maybe I'll let them. But as far as we're clear. My child has no father."

Hearing you say that, almost broke his heart. Tears had finally fallen. You pushed him out the door and slammed the door in his face.

"So unlike you, so weak. You're pitiful."