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Finding you again • Bangchan

(angst, comfort)

"Why?" You screamed at the top of your lungs; the neighbors were probably filling a noise complaint at this very moment. "Tell. Me. Why."

Is this what couples do? Go to sleep feeling alone and cold because there is no one beside them to keep them warm? Eat their meals in silence, on the rare occasion you even ate together? Scream at each other until there's no more breath in their lungs? Pick a fight as soon as the person they're in love with walks through the door, barely having enough time to take their shoes off? Because that's what yours and Chans relationship is like.

"I'm really not in the mood for this right now, y/n. I'm tired and I haven't eaten or slept in the past twenty-four hours. I don't even know what you want from me. I bust my ass to make sure you have a roof over your head and food to eat and you treat me like this." He looked perfectly fine to you though, refreshed even.

"I treat you like this?" Your blood was boiling. " You treat me as if I don't even exist. You stay gone all day and night and when you do come home you barely even acknowledge my presence. It's like your annoyed I'm even here half the time." Tears pricked the back of your eyes, but you refused to cry right now.

"Because you always have something to nag about. I'm always working too much or I didn't do the dishes or take the trash out. It's always something with you, I can never just rest when I'm here. That's why I'm always at the studio-"

"Oh, cut the shit Chan. We both know you're not always at the studio." You interrupted him.

"What are you talking about?" He was starting to get visibly irritated with this whole conversation, but you didn't care. you were done pretending like this didn't bother you.

"I know your cheating on me." It was your first time saying it out loud, and boy did it have a bitter taste.

Chans whole demeanor changed, his face fell, and his shoulders tensed. "What?"

"I'm not an idiot Chris, if you aren't getting it from me, you're getting it from someone else. I mean c'mon it's so fucking obvious, you're gone all the time, and you haven't touched me in months," This time a stray tear fell down your cheek, a result of having these emotions stored away for weeks. "If you don't want me anymore just say it, don't torture me like this, I can't take it, I care for you too much." And then it all came crashing down on you at once, the possibility that you might lose him, you might lose the beautiful life the two of you used to share. The late-night movie marathons, the times you'd cook dinner together, laughing at the way he was terrible at chopping vegetables. The walks on the beach where he'd pick you up and pretend to throw you in the water, getting a kick out of the way you'd hold on to him for dear life. The times when he kissed you before leaving for work, and made love to you when he returned, telling you how much he missed you while he was away. How much he loved you.

The next thing you knew you were sobbing into your hands, letting go of everything you kept hidden for so long.

Chan stood there, eyes glued to the floor, mouth agape. You were too busy crying your eyes out to notice the tears escaping past his eye lids too. "Do you really think I'd do that to you?" His voice broke halfway through his sentence.

"I don't know what to think anymore. I feel like I don't even know you." You whispered before finally wiping your tears away and raising your head to look at him. You were more than surprised to see his bottom lip quivering and his whole body shaking, in a silent cry. You didn't know how to react; you'd never seen him cry like this before. You wanted to lunge at him and hold him close, to take all his pain away and tell him everything would be okay, but he should be the one doing that for you, not the other way around.

"I'm so sorry," He sobbed. " I have no excuse to be so distant like this, but I'd never cheat on you. Like it or not, you're the only person in this world for me, and now knowing that you thought that was the reason I haven't been here hurts like hell, but I don't blame you, I don't even know why I've been like this, it's like I'm on autopilot, working until I fall asleep and do it all again the next day.

"Why didn't you just tell me that? Anything would have been better than the silence."

"I don't know, baby." A broken cry leaving his lips, but the pet name warmed your heart, and you couldn't help yourself any longer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you than he has been in weeks. He immediately responded, hugging your torso and burying his face into your neck. If you had known he was feeling this way you wouldn't have sprung this whole thing on him the way that you did. "I just feel so numb, so I did the only thing I know how to do." Which was make music. Because that's what he did, poured every ounce of his emotions into the beats that he sewed together to make something beautiful. "I don't know what's wrong with me." You held him as he cried and explained how tired and confused he was as to why he couldn't feel anything. He had drained every last drop of himself into his work, that's why. He always put the members and fans first, inconveniencing himself every time someone asked him of something, picking up the other members and staffs slack just so they could meet their deadlines. He doesn't know how to pace himself; he goes, and goes, and goes until his body and his mind can't take it anymore. he can't feel anything because he's felt enough. He has nothing left to give.

"Shh, baby, it's okay. everything's going to be okay."

~

And so, for the next few months he was going to work on himself and rest, to regain what he once had. After that night you made him take a few days off from work so he could rest, in which he used the time to make up to you by making love to you several times a day. He set up a steady schedule for work, making sure he didn't stay any longer than nine to ten hours a day and taking the weekends off. He even stopped doing the things that the managers and staff were supposed to do, which resulted in them falling behind on many things, and made for a hectic couple of weeks. But in the long run people started to realize that Chris wasn't letting them use him as he was before, so they pulled their shit together and finally did their jobs correctly. This was the first time you've seen him so happy and comfortable in his own skin, and you hoped that it'd never end.

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[his-angell]

worthy of my love. (c.bc)

plot; Chan loves you. He loves you more than anything in the world. During a late night pillow talk, he gushes about how much he loves you. But he also slips up with an admission that he feels he isn't worthy to have something as precious as your love.

paring; Christopher Bahng x fem!reader

genre; slight angst, fluff, comfort

word count; 1.0k

warnings; established relationship, self doubt, pet names, kissing, 3rd person

request; no

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Chan whined as he flopped down onto the bed. (y/n) giggled, already cuddled up in the fluffy white sheets. “This is my favorite part of the day.” Chan sighed. “Oh yeah? How come?” (y/n) raised an eyebrow at him. “I get to relax after a long day and cuddle with the love of my life.” Chan smiled as he crawled up the bed and got under the covers. 

It was about three in the morning. Chan had gotten home from the studio around one. (y/n) had made him food and he showered. They ate and watched an episode of their show and now they were settling into bed. Chan grabbed her by the waist and gently yanked her closer, making her squeal a bit and giggle. 

(y/n) cuddled her head into his warm chest as she closed her eyes. She threw her leg over his waist. “I have to admit, this is my favorite part of the day too..” She whispered. She was so comfortable in his arms. He held her close, his head resting back on the pillows. He hummed softly. He pursed his lips and looked down at her. 

He used his free hand to gently comb her hair from her face. “I’m so in love with you, (y/n).” He whispered. He admired her face. She looked up at him with a smile. “And i’m in love with you too, Chan.” She giggled. Chan swallowed nervously. “I don’t think you know how much I appreciate you.” He whispered. 

The woman shook her head a bit. “No, I know, love, trust me.” She snickered. But Chan wasn’t laughing.. She faltered a bit. “What's wrong, baby?” She sat up slightly. Chan looked at her with sad eyes. He let out a shaky breath. “I should be here for you more.” He said. (y/n) shook her head again. “You’re here all the time, though.” She said. 

Chan sighed, sitting up and leaning his head on the headframe. “No, i’m not (y/n).. I’m working all the time. I barely ever have time for you.” He looked away from her. She shrugged. “You make time for me though. Plenty of it. I knew what I was getting into, Channie. I don’t regret any of it.” She said softly, trying to meet his eyes. 

“I.. I’m sorry.” Chan's voice cracked. That had (y/n) sitting up immediately. “No, No, none of that.” She said. She moved to straddle his waist. She grabbed his face and made him look up. Her heart shattered at the tears that streaked the mans face. “Talk to me, Chan.” She whispered. 

The man searched her eyes for any uncertainty. Any glimpse of something that said she didn’t really care. But he found none of it. Her eyes were filled with nothing but love and care. His lip trembled. “I don't deserve your love..” He cried, a sob breaking past his lips. (y/n) was slightly shocked. She had seen Chan cry before. He was very expressive with his emotions, but this seemed so much different.

She pulled his head into her chest, running her hands through his hair. Chan wrapped his arms around her waist and sobbed into her chest. (y/n) held him, softly hushing to him that it was okay. She would let him get his tears out. She knew he needed to release the feeling to feel better.

After a few minutes, she pulled his head back. There was a tear stain on the white shirt she wore. She took her thumbs to his cheeks, swiping away his tears. “Why do you think you’re unworthy of my love?” She said. Chan blinked a bit. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it after a second. “Think about it Chan.” (y/n) said, nodding softly. Chan let out a shaky breath. 

“I just don’t feel.. Good enough for you.” He said. (y/n) nodded, humming for him to continue. “I’m always so busy with work. I don’t feel like i'm handsome enough for you. There's been so many times where I snapped at you after work, but i’m just tired. And I-” He was cut off by her hand going over his mouth.

She squinted at him. “Who do you think you are, huh?” She said. Chan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “You have no right to be saying these things about yourself, Chan.” She said sternly. “But I-” He was cut off again. “No! Christopher, you are the most amazing person I could ever imagine being with.” She said. “I don’t care whether you’re handsome or not, which you are very handsome. But! Your love, and your loyalty is what I cherish.” She nodded. 

“You are so talented, strong, pretty, beautiful, all of it. Everything about you is perfect.” She rambled. “I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, Jagi. Because you truly are such an amazing man.” She caught more stray tears that slid down his cheeks. “You are worthy of my love.” She said. 

Chan sniffled, his eyes glossing over once more. “I’m sorry.” He whispered. (y/n) raised her eyebrows. “For what?” She asked. She always asked. Unless he gave her a solid reason to be sorry, she wouldn’t listen. They always went back and forth on apologies. They were both working on learning that they didn’t have to apologize for everything. 

Chan licked his lips and sighed. He looked down. “For thinking bad about myself. Also for.. Thinking I don’t deserve your love.” His voice was quiet. The woman hummed, tilting his head up. “It’s okay, Channie.” She kissed his nose. “I love you. I love you so much. Nothing will ever stop me from loving you.” She kissed him softly. Chan kissed back, squeezing her waist. 

He pulled away and looked into her eyes. “I love you too. More than anything in the whole world.” He said. She smiled. “I know, baby. Now let's get some rest, yeah? I’m going with you to practice in the morning. You need sleep so Minho doesn’t scold you for being so tired like last time.” She giggled. Chan nodded with a small chuckle. 

They moved to lay down, Chan turning off the lamp before cuddling her close. “Thank you for loving me, (y/n).” He whispered. (y/n) hummed softly. “I will love you until the end of time.” She whispered sleepily. Chan chuckled softly, kissing her head and soon falling asleep with her in his arms.

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[cas-skz]

Our Girl

Bangchan x Fem!Reader

| non idol au | single parents au | ex to lovers |

18+!!! PLEASE&THANK YOU. MDNI!!

Chan has your five year old daughter Emma for the weekend, but during a vicious hurricane you realize she forgot her stuffie and head out to deliver it. When a tree blocks the road, you’re forced to stay the night…or two.

warnings: alcohol, unprotected sex, cum shot. little cursing

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :]

writers note: yea hello hi my friends. jac used my full real name and “my fucking heart you bitch” when she read this so I hope you feel the same. And yes I named their kid emma so I could scream it like on H2O

enjoy! cas xx

The sounds of children's laughter filled the playground. Your eyes followed Emma as she ran around, making friends with the other kids and joining them in games. She got her social skills from her father, that was for sure.

Emma was born just after you graduated from college. Her dad, Chan, had just started his career as a music producer and you had signed as a junior designer for a fashion line. Life got busy, between both your jobs and raising a baby, you and Chan eventually drifted from each other.

One thing you appreciated about Chan was how much he cared. He checks in daily and gets her anything she needs. Even though he doesn’t have much free time, when he has the chance, he always spends it with her.

“Daddy!” Emma’s voice screamed out from the crowd of kids, her curly locks flying behind her as she ran towards Chan.

You couldn’t help but smile at the sight of them embracing. Chan lifting her in the air and hugging her tightly, kissing her cheeks until she told him to stop. You wished you could stay in these moments, where everything felt okay.

It had been a couple weeks since you’d seen Chan in person. He would video call every night to read Emma a story, taking a bit of time to chat with her about their days. It reminded you of the nightly calls you shared with him years ago.

After a few moments with Emma, he joined you on the bench. “When will she stop growing?”

“In like 10-15 years.” You groan with a laugh, leaning back on the bench and turning slightly to Chan. He looked tired, but he was much more toned than you remembered.

“We’re gonna be so old.” Chan said dramatically.

You nudged his arm, “we’re already old.”

He whined a little, rubbing the back of his neck. “I guess we are. You’re still older though.” He chuckled.

You rolled your eyes and laughed, looking back towards the playground. “So, what do you have planned tonight?”

It was the first time in a long time that Chan was able to take Emma for the weekend. She was head over heels excited.

“Homemade pizzas, cupcakes for dessert,”

You interrupted, “Chocolate?”

“Of course, she’d flip if not.” Chan laughed, “I also got a couple of those bracelet making kits, since she’s been going on about them” he went on for a few minutes about all the different things he had planned.

You couldn’t help but smile, hearing how excited he was made your heart happy.

He stopped and looked at you, a bright red creeping onto his ears. “What?”

“Thank you.” You said after a long moment, your eyes fell to the ground before back to Emma. “You’re a really great dad, and she’s lucky to have you. We’re really lucky.”

You spent the next little while chatting, catching up on life before Emma came running over to you both, “I’m hungry!” She whined in a dramatic voice.

The three of you went to a nearby pizza place as storm clouds started to roll in. You quickly got to your cars, giving Chan her overnight bag and you said your goodbyes. “You call mommy if you need anything, okay? I hope you have so much fun with Daddy.”

The storm started a few hours later. Chan confirmed they had gotten back to his place and you decided to relax for the night - or at least try to. The movie was almost over when the power went out and you sighed softly before moving to your bed.

You had just sat down when you felt a soft bump under the blanket, pulling it out to see Emma’s stuffed rabbit. She slept with it every night and you knew she’d have trouble without it.

Without a second thought, you grabbed your keys and headed to your car, trying to reach Chan as you drove through the storm.

It took you twice as long to get to his place, and the phone lines had stopped working by the time you pulled in. Candles flickered through the windows and you made the dash to his front door.

“What the fuck?! Are you actually crazy?” Chan said as he pulled you in the house. You were soaking wet just from the few seconds in the rain. You unzipped your jacket and pulled her bunny from under your shirt. “She forgot, Mr. Hopper.”

“Daddy, you’re not supposed to say Fuck.” Emma said coming into the entry way in a tutu and gently taking the plushie from your hand. “Thank you for keeping him dry, and bringing him. He was scared.” She turned in a circle and walked back into the living room.

You smiled softly and turned to leave, but Chan held the door closed. “I’m not letting you drive again.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “I got here perfectly fine, didn’t I?”

As if the weather gods were on his side, a loud snap came from across the street.

“Timber!” Emma yelled from the living room.

Chan moved to look out the window next to the door, “Looks like you’re stuck.”

You groaned quietly as you peered outside, noticing a tree fallen down across the road.

It took you a while to settle down. It was weird being in his home, feeling his energy after so long. After a couple glasses of wine, you finally relaxed into the couch a bit.

You laid on your side, flashlight on the bracelet making that was happening on the floor. You smiled as you watched Emma pick out different beads and carefully string them together, but your eyes kept drifting to Chan.

You didn’t remember the last time you saw him so happy. It looked good on him.

His eyes flashed up to catch yours for a second before you quickly moved them back to Emma. A lump in your throat started to grow. You tried to drown it with the wine.

“Sweet dreams, my beautiful girl. I love you so so much.” You kissed Emma’s forehead a few times before sending her upstairs with Chan.

The tension in the air finally lifted a bit, and you took the opportunity to look around his place. It was nicely decorated, with different paintings and albums on the walls. You walked slowly through the halls until you found his studio.

Your fingers ran slowly along the shelves of his music collection, pulling out a few to admire the cover work. A baby picture of Emma caught your eye, and you slowly walked over to Chan’s desk.

You smiled to yourself, starting to gaze over the other pictures he had out. They were mostly of Emma, no surprise. Though, a small frame with two pictures, sitting directly in the middle of his desk, caught your eye.

A wave of emotions started to hit as you looked at the photos. One was of you, laying in bed sleeping and another was of the two of you when you first met.

Tears started to fall from your eyes, you slowly set the picture back in its place. You turn to leave the room. You stop in your tracks, gasping, seeing Chan standing in the doorway, a glass of dark liquor in hand.

“Sorry.” You start, your eyes focusing on the glass before falling to the ground. He hated drinking. “I was just having a look around. The place is really nice.”

He smiled softly, “thanks.”

He shot back the rest of the liquor, walking over grab the picture you had put down. “This was the morning we found out about Emma.”

You turned your back to him as he leaned against the desk, his eyes following you as you avoided his gaze. The room felt heavy with tension again as it fell silent for a long moment, wind and rain hitting the windows the only sound filling the room.

You didn’t want to admit how much you missed him, how much you wanted your little family back together. He was your best friend and feeling so drifted apart from him broke your heart.

“The guest room is made up, I threw some clothes for you in change in.”

“Thank you.” You turned to look at him, a few more tears falling. “I’m gonna head up.” You forced a smile and turned to leave.

Chan’s hand caught your wrist before you could make it out, his grip gently against your skin. You turned, looking at him through watery eyes.

Your body unconsciously took a step towards him, and his arms wrapped tightly around your head and shoulders, pulling you into a hug.

It caught you off guard at first. The warmth of his body, his familiar scent. It made your stomach erupt with butterflies.

You finally wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head against his chest.

When Chan finally pulled back, he quickly wiped his face and sniffed. “Just let me know if you need anything.”

Sleeping was nearly impossible, the noise outside was horrid. The tears hadn’t managed to stop falling and everything was cold since the power was still out.

You had just closed your eyes again when Emma’s soft voice woke you. “What’s wrong baby?”

She clung to Mr. Hopper, “I had a bad dream and now the storm is scary. Can you come sleep with me and Daddy?”

It was only then you noticed Chan in the doorway, half asleep, hair a mess.

You sat up in bed a bit, tucking a piece of hair behind Emma’s ear. “I don’t know if daddy would like that sweetie. Why don’t you go with him, he’ll keep you safe.”

“But I want you both.”

Chan insisted it was okay and you let Emma guide you towards his bedroom. You both took a side and let her in the middle.

Emma yawned, snuggling into Chan’s arm while holding onto yours. “Night night mommy and daddy.” She said sleepily.

You kept your eyes on her as she fell asleep, but could feel his gaze on you. Your eyes move to him, meeting with his. You looked at each other for a long moment and it felt like your heart was going to explode.

You smiled softly and let your eyes close.

The quiet sound of chatting woke you up. Emma was sitting up on the bed, babbling away with Chan.

You stretched out groaning, turning on your side to cuddle into Emma.

“Mommy! We’re gonna build a fort, do you wanna help?!”

You happily agreed, quickly washing up before meeting Chan and Emma downstairs. Emma was dragging all the blankets and sheets from the linen closet, and Chan was in the kitchen raiding his pantry.

“Do you need any help?” You asked as you walked into the kitchen.

Chan sighed quietly, turning around with a few random boxes in hand. “I didn’t realize how hard it was to make breakfast without power.”

You grabbed a box of crackers from his hand, peaking into the pantry to check what else he had. “Can you cut up a banana and apple, please?” You ask, setting out some peanut butter, Nutella and granola

He rose an eyebrow at the items you pulled out before grabbing a knife and starting to cut the fruits.

You quickly spread PB on some of the crackers and Nutella on the others. Sprinkled some granola and started to grab the pieces of fruit Chan had cut, placing them on top.

“How did you come up with that so fast?” He asked, lifting Emma into his arms as she came running into the kitchen.

Her eyes went wide at the sight of the makeshift breakfast, “Snacky Crackers for breakfast?” She asked excitedly, reaching over to grab one.

“Special occasions only, and I guess the power being out can count as one.” You laughed, starting to munch. “Emma was the one who came up with it. I wasn’t feeling good one night and she brought me these.”

“I’m kind of a genius cooking person.” Emma said confidently.

“A chef.” You and Chan said at the same time.

After finishing eating, the three of you headed to the living room to build the fort, which ended up taking over the whole living room. You told stories, played board games and found different ways to pass the time.

The power was still out when the evening came, and the tree was still blocking the road out. You had no choice but to spend another night.

You’re not sure what time it was when you woke up from a nightmare, gasping for air and tears falling. They didn’t happen as much as they used to, but the effect always left you anxious and restless for a while.

You pushed out of bed after a few minutes and started pacing up and down the hall. You sang ‘you are my sunshine’ quietly. When you turned to walk the other way, Chan has stepped into the hall.

“Oh, sorry. I’m just having trouble getting back to sleep.”

“Nightmare?” He asked.

You bit your lip gently and nodded, sighing quietly as you started to walk towards the guest bedroom. “Sorry for waking you.”

“Y/N…” Chan said quietly, “Come sleep with me.” He extended his hand to you.

He knew you’d never get back to sleep alone.

You took his hand and let him guide you, crawling into the bed from his side. You flipped on your side to face him as he settled back into bed.

“Come here.” Chan said, sinking down into the bed with one arm opened, making a little spot for you.

You slid up and tucked yourself under his arm, resting your head on his shoulder and a hand his bare chest. Your body calmed almost immediately.

“You didn’t have to do this for me.” You said quietly, your fingers moving slowly across his skin.

“But it helped, didn’t it.”

“It did.” You looked up at him, meeting his eyes. “Thank you. For everything.” You moved your self up a bit, placing a gently kiss on his cheek.

Your lips barely left his cheek when he turned his head to catch you, pressing his lips deeply into yours.

Your hand slid up to his neck as you kissed back, a soft moan escaping your lips in between the tender kisses.

His hand rested gently on your hip as the two of you made out.

Chan slowly moved on top of you, his lips moving to your neck, sucking gently on your sweet spot.

“We shouldn’t…” You said quietly. Your body was starting to cave into him.

Honestly, it was driving you a little crazy how bad you did want him. You hadn’t stopped wanting him.

“I know.” Chan said, his breath hot in your ear. “I just miss you so much.”

You lifted his head back to yours, kissing him again as a tear fell from your eye. “I miss you too, Channie.”

The last time you hooked up with him after the breakup was at Emma’s birthday party, almost a full year ago. You hadn’t been with anyone else since him. He was the one.

“You know it’s always been you.” Chan kissed your lips again, “it will always be you.”

You pulled his lips to yours, smiling into your kisses. It felt like a weight lifted off your chest, and as if it was some sort of sign, the power came back on.

From down the hall, Emma screamed awake. You and Chan both rolled out of bed instantly, going to her room to see her sitting up in bed, giggling to herself.

“People are scared of the dark, but the lights scared me!”

You shook your head laughing, sending Chan in to help her back to sleep as you went downstairs to turn off things that had been on before the power outage.

Chan was just leaving Emma’s room as you reached the top of the stairs, “She fell back asleep really fast.” He chuckled, his eyes on you as you walked towards him.

When you were almost to him, you slid your panties off from under the oversized shirt you were wearing, tossing them aside before l finishing your walk.

Your hand slid slowly up his chest, “Is daddy going to help me go to sleep too?”

His hand gripped the back of your neck as he pulled you in for a kiss, his other arm swooping down to pick you up from under your leg.

Chan carried you to the bed, you stopped to remind him to lock the door. Emma had almost walked in on your two at her birthday party, thankfully you had just finished.

He lifted you onto the bed, kicking off his pj pants before climbing on the bed, hovering above you. “You know, this is the first time since Emma was born that we’ve had sex twice in under a year.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, smacking his arm gently as he leaned down to kiss you. “Should we keep count for the next few months til her birthday?” Chan said, his lips moving to your neck.

“You think you can keep track?” You giggle, reaching down to stroke his cock. He moved up a bit, his hand replacing yours as he ran the tip of his cock through your folds before slowly thrusting in.

You gasped a moan as your head fell back, your wet walls expanding from his thick cock. His lips found your neck again, kissing and sucking gently at your skin.

Chan’s hand ran gently on your outer thigh, lifting your leg a bit as he continued to thrust slowly, filling your body with chills and goosebumps.

You cursed quietly as your peak already started to approach, you pulled Chan’s lips back to yours, giving him a deep kiss as your walls started to contract, your wetness dampening the spot underneath you.

His lips moved softly against yours, only lifting the tiniest bit when a few moans and curses left his mouth.

Your body shook gently as he pulled out, the feeling on his warm cum spraying up your torso.

You ran your hands though his hair as you kissed him for a few minutes, unable to stop smiling.

“And I think that’s the fastest we’ve made each other cum.” Chan said smirking.

You covered your face with both hands, laughing into them. “Do you keep track of our whole sex life?”

“Not hard to do when my girl fucks so good every time.” He said, nuzzling his nose between your hands to kiss your lips.

The sun had just started to come up when you and Chan went for a shower. Knowing Emma would be up soon, sleep was going to have to wait.

Sitting on the counter, you happily sipped on a cup of coffee as Chan cooked breakfast, bacon and eggs.

He turned to you while it started to cook, his hands running up your tights as he kissed your lips softly.

“Are you kissing?!” Emma yelled from the entryway, running over to the two of you, hugging Chan’s leg as she looked up at you both with eager eyes.

Chan lifted her onto the counter next to you, placing a kiss on her forehead, “And what if we were?” He asked with a laugh.

Emma made a long thinking sound, “Gross, but only because kissing boys seems icky.”

“How would you know?” You asked

“Rylan kissed me like 500 weeks ago, it was gross. He smelled like farts.”

“You’re not allowed to be kissing boys.” Chan said, pointing the spatula towards her. “Not until you’re 40.”

“You’re 40, right daddy?” Emma asked.

You burst out laughing at her question, and Chan’s facial reaction.

“I’m 25!” He whined, doing a little sulky stomp.

The three of you ate in the kitchen, feeling cozy in the spots you were in. You and Chan couldn’t stop smiling at each other, even if there was still a ton of stuff to figure out.

Once done, Emma ran off to play and you started the dishes.

Your mind had trailed off as the ‘what if’s’ started to creep into your mind. The stress of figuring out how to balance your busy lives without losing each other again.

“Hey,” Chan said softly, leaning on the counter next to you, his hand tucking some hair behind your ear. “Talk to me.”

“I’m just…worried.” You say quietly, finally rinsing the dish you had zoned out washing. “I don’t want us to drift again. I don’t think I could handle it and I don’t want to think about how Emma would deal.”

You started on a word vomit ramble, about how busy life was and how you could barely keep up as is. You had started pacing at some point, hands dripping from the water.

Chan placed both his hands on your shoulders, stopping you in place as you looked at him with blurry eyes. “Quit your job.”

His words took you by surprise, you whispered the tiniest, confused. “What?”

“You have enough connections in the industry, you could easily be a freelancer until someone, someone who knows your worth and how fucking talented you are, signs you.”

It was true that work was stressing you out. You poured your heart and soul into designs, only for them to be shot down.

“I can probably work from home, since I’ve been there long enough. I want us to be a family, for real this time.”

You looked up at him, his face so sincere and confident. It made your heart fell warm, and you knew you could trust him to take care of you both.

“I want that. I want this. I want you. I want us.”

Chan smiled softly, leaning in to gently kiss you. He took your hand and guided you to his studio, “Emma, can you come here please?” He yelled.

Chan sat in his computer chair, pulling you onto his lap and when Emma came skipping in, he lifted her and sat her on his other leg.

“You remember when you told daddy what you asked Santa for?” Chan asked Emma, brushing some curls from her face.

Emma nodded, “For daddy to marry mommy.”

You blushed deeply, scrunching your nose at Emma while smiling uncontrollably. “You silly goose.”

Chan turned in the chair a bit, reaching behind the picture of you he kept in the middle. “Well,” he started, wrapping his arm around Emma and sneaking one around your waist, a small light blue box in hand.

You felt your chest go tight as tears started to well in your eyes, you leaned back a bit to look at Emma, who took the box from his hand and held it happily in hers.

“It doesn’t have to be marriage, but I think it’s time you got this.”

Emma opened the box, a stunning pear shaped Tiffany ring. Chan took it out, holding it up.

“I’m in it forever.” He said looking into your eyes.

You let the tears fall, kissing his lips before holding your ring finger up. He slid the ring on, pulling you in for another kiss.

“Forever.” You whispered against his lips.

Emma jumped off his lap, doing a silly celebration dance and cheer. “You’re married!” She yelled, taking off running into the house. “Marrrrrrried.”

“Cute officiant, where’d you find her?” You laughed.

“My wife, and it’s the best gift she’s ever given me.”

You kissed his lips again, running your hand through his hair. “Is my lovely husband going to help me move?”

“We got married like two seconds ago, and you’ve already got a job for me?” He asked dramatically, his smile gave away that he was joking.

“Just wait til you see the plant watering schedule.” You giggled.

[hongjoongscafe]

Can I request a Bangchan consensual somnophilia, like miss y/n agreed to it already beforehand (you can ignore this is you're uncomfortable 😣) Fighting! 💛

Finally gonna complete all the requests slowly. I hope you like it💓💓

Fill me up.

Bitch hours

Pairing: bangchanxreader

Warning: somnophilia, name calling

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Love❤️: Baby, I'll be asleep by the time you will come home. I hope to wake up filled up😉

That single text from you was making Bangchan’s pants tight while he was surviving this god-awful meeting. At least he got something to look forward to.

He took a deep breath and locked his phone and kept it aside while pretending to pay attention to the presentation but in reality, he was just thinking about all the ways he could make you feel full.

The time passed by quickly and now he was standing in front of your bed where you were sleeping like a doll you are. The grey silky tank top with lace that showed your breast spilling out and tiny matching shorts did nothing to hide your dripping pussy.

He smirked and inched closer to your exposed body. His cock was aching to be released from the confining pants. Which he did. He swiftly removed his pants and dress shirt. Pulling down his boxers, he pumped his cock, a sigh of relief left his mouth.

He chuckled and got on the bed. He turned you to lay on your back and removed your shorts. Your legs were pushed to your chest, and your pretty cunt was all open for him. His fingers rubbed your clit slowly, teasing you in your sleep.

You looked so precious while sleeping. He felt like a pervert but he only looked at you, his pretty fiance. He brought his free hand to gently remove your hair from your face, your cheeks were flushed.

“Look at you being a whore even in your sleep… Look how wet you are for me,” he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean and then shoved them into your dripping cunt. “Fuck,” his cock twitched. “Did you already prepare yourself for Daddy? Such a good girl for me.”

Chan pulled his fingers out and rubbed them on his cock. Slowly, he slid his cock into your warm cunt. “Ah,” he moaned, “so tight for me, baby.”

In your sleep, you could feel something filling you up, making your breath uneven, and your clit was throbbing for attention. Your hand moved to rub your clit.

“Oh look at you. Rubbing your clit in your sleep,” he slapped away your hand and tightly rubbed circles making you whine. Slowly, your eyes started fluttering and your blurry vision recognized Bangchan hovering over you.

“Chan,” you moaned as his cock was hitting your G- spot and his fingers flicking your clit.

“Yes, baby, louder!” he growled. “Let the neighbours hear how I ruin your needy cunt,” his thrusts got faster and faster, and the sound of your sloppy wet cunt, and skin slapping was resounding in the room. Your mouth fell open and your back arched.

“Chan! There!” your hands slid over his tough back, scratching. “Fuck me harder!”

He chuckled and pushed your legs till your ass was in the air. Placing one leg on the bed, he started fucking you harder than ever. The bed creaked and was hitting the wall behind. “Baby,” Bangchan let out a whiny moan, “why so fucking hot and tight?!” he growled. “Look at you being a pretty fuck doll for me,” you moaned loudly when you felt a sting on your ass, “you weren't so good when you sent me that text. I was so hard for you. The worst part was that I couldn't even pay attention in the meeting and had to go around with a boner tenting my pants.”

“Ngh,” your tears slipped out of your eyes. “So big.”

“You take it so good,” he felt you clenching around his cock, it twitched inside your cunt. He could feel your climax coming closer. So he started thrusting harder.

“Gonna cum,” you screamed.

“Come on, baby doll. Cream my cock all you want. Make it look pretty and shiny,” he moaned when he felt you suffocating his cock.

Finally, your eyes rolled back and your mouth fell open in a silent scream as you came all over his cock. Your chest heaved up and down, arms falling on the bed, already exhausted.

“That was so good,” you giggled.

Chan smirked, “it's not over, doll. We are just starting,” he said and flipped her on her stomach with a tight spank your ass.

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[celestial-choc0late]

He’s always doing ish like this!!🥴

[meuffin]

                            🕷 ─ venom.

[halmey]

(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡-> chanmin layouts! ♡ like, reblog and follow!! 

[minjizdraft]

Bangchan

[misadrawss]

DRAWING MY HUSBAND!!!! (Bangchan)

[leeminlikesdaises]

how STRAY KIDS would react to you,, PT2

a request~

Idk who would wanna date jyp... but anyways

stray kids reactig to you telling them your dating jyp 

Bang Chan

-YOU ARE WITH WHO??

-YOUR DATING MY BOSS???

-respectfully, stop dating him. He’s old, RESPECTFULLY OFC

Lee Know

-Read two weeks ago-

-This User Has Blocked You-

Seo Changbin

-I’m sorry your dating who? 

-your dating my boss????

-my dear dear stay, what are you thinking

-i’m hungry

Hwang Hyunjin

-Read Yesterday-

-😰

Han Jisung

-help?

-your dating who?

-who?

-your lying

-STEP BOSS?????

-😰

Lee Felix

-i support your desicion😇

-Felix Has Muted The Chat- 

Kim Seungmin

-This User Has Blocked You- 

-This User Has Unblocked You-

-Don’t talk to me, your dating my damn boss💀

-This User Has Blocked You-

Yang Jeongin

-lmao

-💀

[secretsecretbunny]

in which chris sees how u have him saved in ur phone.

[slutforleeminho]

Here is a cute little Bangchan drabble i thought of last night while trying to sleep:)

warnings: marking, hickey, jealousy, suggestive

you walked into your boyfriends room after showering and putting on one of his hoodies that was so big on you that the sleeves hung past your wrists and the hem reached your lower thighs, almost to your knees. today was the first time you and bangchan properly spent time together in weeks due to his busy schedule. but he made sure to show you just how much he missed you by fucking your brains out and sending you off to shower while he changed the sheets, so that when you got back you two could cuddle.

he was now sprawled out on the bed mindlessly scrolling through his phone. he noticed the slight click from you closing and locking the door and raised his head to meet your gaze. you flashed him a big smile and giggled, just so happy to be with him.

“that’s crazy” he smiled back at you while hitting the button on the side of his phone to power it off.

“what is?” you questioned

“you were in such a bad mood earlier and now you’re like a ray off sunshine. it’s crazy how a little bit off dick can change you.” he laughed as your jaw dropped and you approached the bed.

“i’m literally gonna kill you!” you swatted at his arm but he swiftly dodged it.

he gasped and slapped his hand over his heart as if he was hurt by your words. you crawled across the bed until you were right next to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and laying you head on his chest. “i’m just kidding chan! i wouldn’t kill you. who would fuck me if you weren’t here?”

“i’m sure the other members would love to” he scoffed.

“oh i know they would”

“what do you mean?!?!” his voice was high pitched as he asked you.

“i’ve seen the way they look at me. but it’s fine cause i’m looking too.”

“you’re what?!”

you lifted your upper body to lean on your elbows. “ oh come on chan. you know i love you and would never do anything but they are attractive.”

he didn’t respond.

“chan? baby?” you cupped the side of his face, making him look at you. you were met with a quiet “hmm” “please forgive me?” you knew he wasn’t actually upset, he was just being playfully dramatic. he never cared if you looked at other people or not, as long as you always came back to him.

“promise you won’t look at the other members”

“i promise” you inched forward until your lips met. it was nothing to much, just a few soft and sweet pecks to his pouty lips. “do you wanna leave your mark?” his eyes widened and a big smile grew on his face. “can i?” he was already so eager. “of course you can”

he hovered over you and brushed your hair out of your face and leaned down to your neck to scan over his favorite place to mark you— right behind your ear, where most people wouldn’t see it unless you wore your hair up, and he knew you only really wore your hair up when you were at the dorms— it was like his signature.

he started licking and sucking, trying to make sure it was dark and would last awhile. “it tickles” you giggled and started to jerk away from him but tried your best to sit still for him. once he deemed it was good enough he sat back and admired his work.

“does it look good?” you asked teasingly.

“of course it does. everything looks good on you”

“no i think it looks good cause these pretty lips put it there.” you ran your index finger across his bottom lip.

“nonsense” he replied

“oh shut up and cuddle with me, idiot” you pulled him down on top of you.

“now that i won’t argue with”

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 300 FOLLOWERS <33

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[his-angell]

thank you for taking care of me. (c.bc)

Plot; Minho invited them out for some drinks. (y/n) may had one too many. Bangchan, as the lovely boyfriend he is, he takes (y/n) home and takes care of her before cuddling her to sleep. Paring; Christopher Bangchan x fem!reader Genre; Fluff Word Count; 1.7k Warnings; Alcohol, (y/n) is intoxicated, Request?; No

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Minho suggested that the boys, and (y/n) of course, all go to the bar. They had a few days off from rehearsals and stuff, so he wanted to get the group out of the house for a night. Of course, none of them opposed, needing a night out for sure. Well, besides Jeongin. He wasn’t really for drinking much. They all had a lot on their shoulders, so they would let all of the worries wash away with some Soju, wine, beer, ect. Cause, how else are you to relax if it's not with alcohol. 

They had all been at the bar for a while. Of course, they’ve all been drinking, dancing, and singing. Chan was always one to lean off the alcohol to watch the youngers. He kept an eye on how much they drank, where they were. He had them pair up so if someone went to the bathroom or something, they would have someone to watch over them, just in case.

He currently had his eyes on (y/n) and Changbin who were doing a chugging challenge. (y/n) slammed her empty cup down, pointing in Changbins face. “Ha! I won!” She exclaimed, grining at the pout that sat on Changbins face. “You’re so mean..” Changbin slurred, pushing (y/n)’s head. She snorted. “Loooooser!” She poked his chest. They were both heavily intoxicated, as well as Minho and Hyunjin, who were at the booth, screaming at each other over whether dogs or cats were better. The others were only slightly tipsy, knowing that Some of them had to be sober enough to watch the others. 

Chan walked over to the two and hummed. “Hey, are you guys ready to go?” He asked. Changbin squinted at him before nodding quickly. “Please! I’m so hot in here!” He whined, walking over to the others. (y/n) blinked at the man in front of her. “(y/n)? You ready to leave, love?” Chan asked. (y/n) shook her head. “No.. I wanna stay a little longer.” She hiccuped. She leaned over the bar. She opened her mouth to ask for a drink, but Chan gently tugged her back. “Ah,ah! No, no more.” He said. “But whyy? I’m not even drunk yet!” (y/n) whined loudly. “I’m pretty sure you're plenty drunk.” Chan laughed. “Nu-Uh!” 

Chan laughed softly and nodded. “Sure okay. Walk to the booth without stumbling and you can have another shot.” He said. “Watch!” (y/n) pushed his chest. She stared at the table, which seemed to drag so far away. She slowly started to walk to the table. She was stumbling just a little. It was enough for Chan to hover his hands over her waist in case she fell. In which.. She did. She screeched as she tripped over her own foot, sending her straight for the table. Where she would have hit her head if Chan didn’t grab her waist and pull her back into him. He held her tightly for a moment before looking down at her. (y/n) looked up at him and huffed before hiccuping. “I think I wanna go home..” She muttered. Chan laughed and nodded. “Okay , love.” He nodded. 

Chan talked to Jisung, Felix and Seungmin. They agreed to take the boys home, so Chan could take (y/n) home. They all exited the bar, waiting for their ubers. Seungmin was heading home with Changbin. Jisung was heading home with Minho. And Felix with Hyunjin. Chan made sure they were all safely in their ubers and on their way before he helped (y/n) to his car. They had all piled into his car and driven here, but knew they would need ubers home. “No, no! Waitt!” (y/n) held her hands out to the male who was trying to get her in the car. Chan raised an eyebrow at her. “I need a kiss first!” She hiccuped. Chan snickered. “How about when we get home yeah? I’ll shower you with all the kisses you wish.” He said. He noticed the pout that sat on his girlfriend's face. He snickered, giving in and pecking a kiss to her lips. “Better?” He asked. The girl smiled brightly and nodded. “Much better.” She giggled. 

Chan finally got her in the car, buckling the seatbelt over her. He rushed to get in the car, starting it. He glanced over at her before he started the drive to their apartment. (y/n) reached over and grabbed Chan's hand. He hummed and interlaced their fingers, the other hand still occupying the wheel. “I loveee you!” She slurred. Chan snickered. “Yeah? I love you too.” He said. “No! No.. Chan- I love love you! Like.. I wanna marry you!” (y/n)’s loud voice filled the car. Chan laughed softly. “Flattering, sweetie.” He said. She huffed. “When are you gonna propose to me, huh?” She leaned over to get in his face. Chan glanced at her with a smirk. “Soon.” He said. This caused a loud gasp from his lover, her squeals and giggles pulling on his heartstrings. 

She grew rather quiet after her fit of excitement, leaning on the window and falling asleep. Chan would glance at her every now and then, gently squeezing her hand, getting a weak squeeze back. He pulled into the lot and parked. He turned off the car and slipped his hand from hers. He got out and rushed to her side. He slowly opened the door, putting in his hand first to keep her from falling out of the car. He opened the door the rest of the way and unbuckled the seatbelt once he had her in a proper hold. She stirred and whined as he went to scoop her up.. “Ghn- No thank you.. I have a boyfriend..” She gently whispered, pushing Chan's hands away. “Baby, I am your boyfriend.” Chan laughed. (y/n) opened her eyes and looked at the male. She giggled a little. “Oopsie..” She leaned onto her lover. 

Chan laughed and scooped her up into his arms. She shrieked and wrapped her legs around his waist. “I got you, (y/n), promise.” Chan reassured as he closed the door and locked the car. He carried her like nothing up the stairs to the apartment, putting in the code and stepping into the dimly lit living space. He slipped off his shoes. He carried (y/n) to their bedroom and set her at the edge of the bed. He gently took her shoes off and set them neatly together on the ground. “I’m gonna get you something comfortable to sleep in, alright? I’ll be right over there in the closet.” He pointed. (y/n) grabbed his hand. “Noo.. Stay.” She said. “I’ll be right back,” Chan pressed a kiss to her hand before slipping away to get her clothes. 

He had grabbed one of his plain black shirts and some shorts. He had also gone into the bathroom to grab a brush and a package of makeup wipes. He returned back and laughed a small bit. (y/n) had laid down, her arms over her face to cover the bright light that shone from the lamp. “Hey, love, sit up for me please.” He instructed. She groaned and slowly sat up. “I wanna sleep!!” She whined. “I know, in a minute, I promise.” Chan said. He gently grabbed the end of her top. “Arms up,” He said as he slipped off the top.. He slipped his shirt over her head. He struggled a bit to get her jeans off, since she kept squirming and pushing his hands away. But he got it after a while, immediately slipping on her shorts. He then grabbed the wipes and took one out, beginning to gently wipe off her makeup. 

“Can you sing to me?” (y/n) pipped up randomly, peaking open one of her eyes. Chan hummed. “Sure, love. What do you want me to sing?” He spoke softly. “Mm.. Bruno Mars.” She giggled. Chan nodded with a small laugh, clearing his throat. He began to sing ‘Marry you’ by Bruno Mars. She swayed a little along to the song, making Chan giggle. He folded the makeup wipe once he was finished and tossed it into the trash by the vanity. He moved to sit behind her, starting to take the small ties out of her braided hair, running his hand through her soft hair, then the brush. He made sure to be as gentle as possible, apologizing anytime she whined or made a sound of discomfort. 

He was finally done and he cleared off the bed. “Okay, up, up, into bed.” He gently helped her crawl up. She cuddled into the white sheets. “Can I have some water? My head hurts..” She looked up at him. “I was just about to get you some,” Chan smiled. He kissed her head and went to the kitchen. He filled a cup with some ice water and grabbed some painkillers. He came back to see his girlfriend already falling asleep. “Hey, babes, here.” He said softly. (y/n) hummed and opened her eyes. She took the painkillers he held out for her, taking the water also and chugging it all. She coughed a little as the water went down the wrong pipe, causing Chan to panic. He sat her up and patted her back a little. “I’m good-” She nodded as she got over her coughing fit. 

Chan nodded a little. He took the cup, setting it on the bedside table. “I gotta change, get comfy.” He snickered. (y/n) hummed and cuddled into the blankets, shivering a little. Chan went to the closet, changing to just some basketball shorts. He tossed his and (y/n)’s dirty clothes into the bin. He went to the bed and crawled under the covers, reaching over to turn out the lamp. He sucked in a breath as (y/n)’s cold hands snaked around his bare waist. He laughed a little, pulling her into his arms. “Thank you for taking care of me.” She slurred sleepily. “Of course, my love. Now get some rest, I'll be right here.” Chan hummed, rubbing her back gently. “I love you, Chris..” (y/n) whispered, looking up at him. “I love you more.” Chan smiled, kissing her softly. She smiled into the kiss before pulling away and cuddling into his chest. They fell asleep soon after that.. 

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This is a silly little thing. I love the idea of how gentle these men would be with you if you were drunk. They're so sweet. I feel like there's a lot that I could do to make this better. But i hope that its okay. Plspls send requests if you guys have any!! I hope you have a good rest of your day/night!!

all rights reserved to @his-angell. do not repost or translate my work without my permission.

[cas-skz]

Sleepless Night

chan x female!reader

| non-idol au | fluff/smut | established couple |

Chan has trouble sleeping and when you find him awake in the middle of the night, you do your best to comfort him.

18+!! MDNI plz&thnx

writers note: am feeling soft for channie. kinda missed writing. hope I can keep up with it this time lmao

ENJOOOOOY cas

The clock said 2:42AM. The spot next to you where Chan slept now taken over by your dog Nana.

You knew why he wasn’t in bed and it broke your heart every time.

Grabbing his shirt from earlier, you tossed it on your naked body before tiptoeing into the hall way, the faint sound of League of Legends came from the game room.

His sad brown eyes met yours as you appeared in the doorway, a soft smile crossing his lips. “Hi love.”

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“I was for a bit..” Chan’s eyes drifted back to the keyboard, “I had a bad dream and couldn’t fall back asleep.”

You took a few steps to get to him before gently sitting on his knee, your eyes scanning his face.

“Did you eat?” You asked softly, cupping his face and gently rubbing his cheek bone as he nuzzled into your hand.

“Still struggling with it.”

Your lips curved into a frown, “Channie…”

“No—” he took one of your hands in his, gently running his thumb along the knuckles. “I don’t want you to worry. You shouldn’t waste your energy on it.”

You felt your chest drop as the words left his mouth, each one pushing you towards the verge of tears.

You held your emotions in, lifting Chan’s head to make eye contact with you. “You’re not the boss of me.”

Chan let out a soft chuckle, biting his lip as he gazed into your eyes. He leaned up to press a soft kiss onto your lips, one you happily returned.

His stomach growling caused you both to giggle, breaking the kiss as he pulled you into a hug.

“Let me make you food. Whatever you want.”

It was the first time in awhile you saw his eyes light up. “Can you make me your moms ramen?”

You nodded happily and took off towards the kitchen, dragging Chan behind you.

He clung onto you like a koala as you prepared his food, arms wrapped around from behind and his chin resting on your shoulder as you carefully followed the steps your mother has taught you.

“Thank you for taking care of me. I’m sorry I haven’t been myself.” Chan said in a low tone.

You spun in his grasp, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked up at him. “Chan, I never want you to apologize for dealing with life’s ups and downs.” Your expression softened as your hand rested on his bare chest. “Things haven’t been easy for you lately, but you’re allowed to feel what you feel.”

You could see him trying to hold back tears, which caused your own to fall. “Hey.” You whispered, sliding your hand up to his cheek to bring his gaze back to you. “You’re safe with me.”

There was a brief silence before Chan pulled you into a tight hug, holding you as close as he could. You’d only been together for 3 months, but his hugs always felt like home.

You nuzzled into him, taking in his familiar scent, the feeling of his soft skin against yours. You didn’t even realize you’d both been crying for the last few minutes.

The ding of the stove brought you back to reality. You glanced up at Chan, who had matching red teary eyes.

He smiled sweetly down at you before leaning down to kiss your lips, soft kisses that started to taste salty from the tears that had fallen. It made you both giggle.

You finished up making the bowl of ramen that Chan thankfully scarfed down while you danced around the kitchen. His eyes were on you the whole time, his gorgeous smile never leaving his lips.

After cleaning up the kitchen a bit, you headed back to bed. Hand in hand, stopping every few steps just to kiss before making it to the room.

Chan sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling you in between his legs. “Thank you. For everything.”

You wrapped your hands around his neck, leaning down to place a kiss on his nose, but he caught your lips instead.

It was a kiss so deep and passionate it sent chills through your body. You sunk into it and lost yourself in his tender kisses.

His hands slowly slid in opposite directions, one cupped your cheek and the other pulled you into his lap. Your bare bottom on his exposed leg gave you butterflies.

You sat straddling his lap for the next little bit, sharing sweet kisses that trailed from lips to neck. The growing arousal was driving you crazy, only to be stopped when Chan pulled back and started looking at you.

“Wh-what? What’s wrong?” You asked quietly, chewing at your lip as you looked into his eyes. Your heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to explode out of your chest.

His silence made the room spin, the look in his eyes took your breathe away. His next words made everything stop.

“I love you.”

You couldn’t help but smile. Hearing those 3 words that had been replaying in your head for a while now, actually leaving his lips. It made you want to do flips.

Your lips crashed into his again, a lingering kiss before you pressed your forehead against his. “I love you too, Channie. So much.”

The words felt so right to say.

His lips were on yours again, now full of passion and intensity. Chan pulled you down on top of him before flipping over, his eyes darkened with desire as he scanned your body under him.

“I need you,” He whispered, using his knee to spread your legs apart. Chan’s lips started to work at your neck, sucking softly at your skin. “Please, Y/N. I need you so bad.”

Soft moans escaped your lips, each touch now making your clit throb. You leaned up a bit to take off your shirt before shoving his boxers down, allowing his large member to spring free.

Your hand moved along his shaft as he leaned back down to find your lips. Chan’s hands reached for yours, lifting them above your head as he positioned himself in line with your entrance.

Your eyes met again as you huffed for air, his body leaned into you as he used one hand to stable himself and the other to keep you pinned. His hard cock poked at your entrance, already soaking wet with anticipation.

Chan found your lips as his hips started to move slowly, allowing just the tip of his shaft to fuck you slowly.

You cried out in pleasure as he finally pushed himself deeper inside, stretching your walls too his size.

Chan’s lips didn’t leave yours as you spent the next 45 minutes having loving and passionate sex. Finally tapping out when the sun started to rise and your legs became to weak to move on their own.

You both curled up under the blankets, Chan rested on your chest comfortably and you snuggled into him to fall asleep.

[stayarmytiny3rachalovebot]

bangchan carrying seungmin is one of the most precious genres in this whole universe 🥺😭