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thevampywolf · 3 days
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𝐀 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐧
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☆ Genre: Idol!Chan, angst, fluff
☆ Warnings: None
☆ Request: No
☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N (Changbin, Hyunjin, Han)
☆ Word Count: 3k
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He wasn't depressed.
Chan clicked onto the left button of his mouse. His hand moved slightly with the small device as he located the new folder he had just created, and he right clicked the mouse before pasting a file into it. His laptop screen was dark as it started to transfer his file, and Chan could see his reflection painted clearly in front of him. Dark rings hugged the skin below his eyes, and his brows were so tense they almost appeared to form a single, harsh line across his forehead. His lips were swollen and chapped from chewing them, and seeing his own face looking back at him, Chan couldn't help but bite his lower lip again with perplexity.
Chan looked down at his hand on the mouse as he waited. He wiggled his dry fingers; pain shot through the middle of his wrist and up into his forearm like a fiery shooting star. He winced and removed his hand before pinching the bridge of his nose as he exhaled slowly.
Now that he wasn't focusing on his work, Chan could feel everything that was wrong with himself and his environment. At some point unbeknownst to him, the triangular lights above his bed had switched off, as had the two round ones on either side of his TV. He was in complete darkness bar the glow from his laptop, and it was suddenly very uncomfortable. Alongside that the man felt as though the entirety of his back and shoulders were slowly being pulverised beneath a sledgehammer; Chan thumped the curve of his shoulders with his fist - a feeble attempt at trying to remove the throbbing pain. It didn't work, and he slumped back against his chair, his head falling backwards in mild annoyance.
Chan loved his work. Or so he constantly told himself … he enjoyed the process of creating something out of nothing; but most of all, he enjoyed how it distracted him from everything around him.
And with a mind that worked overtime like his, Chan needed a distraction whenever he could get one. Perhaps it was a not so positive quality of his - he didn't really want to acknowledge that part of himself - but on most occasions, Chan would much rather shove all his ailments to the back of his mind and lock the door after them before they seeped out again. He was prone to getting too caught up in the intricate web of his mind; he wasn't sure if it was due to a lack of self control, or if maybe some part of him enjoyed torturing himself with the possibilities of things that he knew deep down would never come to pass. Either way, Chan didn't particularly want to deal with his brain at all.
Perhaps he was a little depressed.
Chan blinked slowly as his file continued to load. It was a large file - larger than he had initially participated. He had been working on it for hours on end, and even though he was somewhat satisfied with the outcome, Chan wasn't exactly happy. These days, it seemed as though everything to do with his work that had once filled the emptiness inside of him had started to not be enough. There was a hole inside of him, and as the days went by, Chan was beginning to feel hollow and unsatisfied.
Of course, that only made him work harder. Chan wasn't the biggest advocate of admitting things to himself, and he wasn't about to accept how making music didn't feel the same to him anymore. Even listening to it had begun to feel like work, rather than pleasure. It irritated him - and so he was trapped in a continuous cycle of working, hating it, and working harder.
Chan was snapped out of his mental darkness when a loud, high pitched cackle sounded from outside his bedroom; a fit of giggles followed, and the corners of Chan's lips turned up at the sound of Y/N laughing over Changbin’s laughter. A muffled chaos broke out as Hyunjin and Jisung joined in, and Chan's smile grew at the sound as he slumped back against his seat.
A bubble of annoyance aimed at himself popped inside his body. He really should have listened to Y/N and joined in with them instead of being cooped up inside his bedroom the entire evening. But he had shut her out as per usual, and told her he wanted - needed - to work. He had expected her to leave; but Y/N had stayed outside of his bedroom, telling him she would stay until he had finished. If she couldn't convince him to stop working, perhaps she could stay and show him how silly he was being.
It was nearly one in the morning, and Chan's eyes stung as he stole another glance at the list of files on his laptop.
He really despised himself sometimes. He didn't understand why he found it so difficult to push his work aside. Perhaps it was pride; he told himself it was because he was the leader, he had to set a good example. He had to keep working otherwise things would crumble. But no … perhaps it was because he knew joining in with his friends would bring the vulnerability out of him.
And he couldn't let that happen. He had to be strong. He had to be a pillar of support for the people around him.
He couldn't show his weaknesses. He didn't want to.
But Y/N … there was something about her. She didn't exactly push his boundaries. But she always managed to draw the softness out of him without her even realising it. Whenever Chan was around her, he could feel the tough exterior he was trying to build around himself starting to melt. With her, he didn't have to pretend to be strong all the time. She never expected him to, either.
And that terrified him. His feelings for her confused him at the best of times; he never understood how it was possible to feel so strongly for another human being. A part of him thought it was something that he wouldn't ever experience, that love wasn't written in the stars for him. And he hadn't expected to find it in Y/N out of all people; it hit him out of the blue like an episodic wave, and it swept him completely off of his feet.
He wasn't used to it. He wasn't used to his feelings being reciprocated.
In return, Chan kept pushing Y/N away. It constantly surprised him that she was still by his side despite how aloof he had been towards her. Other people would have given up on him by now, but not Y/N. She was always there with her pearls of wisdom and her sweet, warm smile.
Chan closed his eyes as her familiar face rose in his mind. Why did he do this to himself? Why couldn't he surrender himself fully and accept her help when he needed it? He was too stubborn, too proud to admit that he wasn't invincible - perhaps he thought accepting help was a sign of weakness, something he was too good for.
Chan rubbed the back of his hand over his cheek. It came away wet, and he sniffed, drawing the cuffs of his hoodie over his fingers.
In truth, the man was sure he was losing his sanity day by day. All his years of holding everything in, all his worries, his problems, everything he had bottled up inside of him was starting to have negative effects on both his mind and his body. The figurative bottle was too small; it seemed as though the lid was starting to pop off, and everything that Chan had pushed away was beginning to trickle out of him, and he couldn't stop it.
Another bubble of laughter erupted from beyond his room, and unable to keep himself away any longer, Chan shut his laptop. He pushed his seat back and groaned inwardly as he stood up; he clasped his hands over his lower back and stretched backwards as much as he could. The man's pace was slow as he crossed the small distance from his desk to his bed, and he fumbled around before switching on his violet lights again. He shuffled to the door of his bedroom.
Chan smiled softly as he leaned against his dooframe. Changbin, Hyunjin, Jisung and Y/N were sitting on the floor, huddled around the table in the middle of the room as they played a card game together. Pizza boxes were stacked on the side; Chan's stomach rumbled as he stared at them. He suddenly wished he hadn't refused his friends’ insistent offering of the food earlier on.
Y/N spotted him first. She slapped a card onto the table and looked up in triumph; Changbin roared and Y/N's mischievous eyes softened as she caught sight of Chan watching them all with his usual loving expression.
“Look what the cat dragged in,” Y/N grinned at him. “Finally left your man cave?”
Chan rolled his eyes at her teasing just as Changbin’s cackles filled the room again, accompanied by Jisung's guffaws and Hyunjin's chortles. It was like a zoo, and Chan couldn't help but chuckle at the familiar sound around him.
“Ha-ha,” Chan said, folding his arms across his broad chest. “What are you guys doing?”
“She was waiting for you,” Changbin replied loudly as he pointed to Y/N. “And we were … “
“... Not waiting for you,” Jisung offered helpfully.
It made the little group start to giggle again, and Chan shook his head good naturedly at their antics. He swivelled his gaze onto Y/N; she was already watching him, her brows furrowed as she surveyed the hollows beneath his eyes.
“Are you still waiting for me?” Chan directed his question towards her quietly.
Y/N set her cards down onto the table. “Depends on if you've finished working or not.”
The side of Chan's mouth turned up in a half smile. He tilted his head to the space behind him, signing for Y/N to follow before he retreated back into his room.
Y/N carefully shut the door behind her as she ventured into his bedroom. Chan was rubbing his face with his hands, and he dropped them when he caught her looking.
“Do you want some pizza?” Y/N broke the silence first.
Chan's eyes lit up. “Is there some left?”
Y/N nodded. “I saved you some.”
“You did … ?” Chan wondered out loud.
Y/N smiled. “Of course I did. You forget I know you, Christopher.”
At that, Chan looked towards the ground as his lips spread into a touched smile. “Yeah. I guess you do … “
“So … do you want some?” Y/N asked him again.
Chan chuckled. His eyes sparkled when he looked up again. “Later.”
Y/N watched the man carefully as he began to walk towards her. She tilted her head up when he stopped a few inches from her, and she couldn't help but notice the awkward tension to his limbs. It was as though he was holding himself back, his stance rigid as he looked down again, and Y/N's eyes grew softer as he blinked up at him.
She reached out and gently curled her fingers around his. They were cold; it surprised her. She had never known his touch to be anything other than warm. But his hand was as cold as it was rough, and Y/N's heart fluttered with sympathy for him as she pulled him into her. The small movement seemed to be exactly what Chan needed - he immediately melted into her, his body sinking while Y/N wrapped her arms around him tightly. Her hand was soft as it cupped the back of his head, and he buried his face into the crook of her neck, his arms secure around her waist.
“You're so stupid,” Y/N whispered to him. She smiled when she felt Chan chuckling against her collarbone; he then sniffed, and she wasn't surprised when her skin grew wet with his hot tears a moment later. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Throw me in the bin,” Chan mumbled through his silent tears.
It was Y/N's turn to be amused. She giggled at his comment and tightened her grip around his shoulders. “No. Never.”
A moment later, Y/N slipped her hand back into Chan's and she led him to his bed. The two of them sat at the end, and Chan dropped his head against her shoulder again as she curled their hands together in his lap.
“Don't say I told you so,” Chan's voice was heavy as he stared into their distant reflection on his TV. “But … I should have listened to you.”
Y/N's lips twitched. “Oh yeah? About which part?”
Chan groaned and Y/N laughed under her breath as she squeezed his fingers. They had begun to warm up, and she turned her face to drop a kiss onto the man's temple.
“What's wrong with me?” Chan mumbled. “Why am I like this?”
“There's nothing wrong with you,” Y/N tutted. She slid one of his arms around his back, pulling him closer to her. “This is completely normal, baby. Everyone goes through times like this … you know that.”
“I know … “ Chan sighed. “I hate it. I hate everything.”
Y/N sighed. “I know.”
“It just feels like everything is going wrong,” Chan continued a moment later, sitting up again. “It feels like … like time is passing by so quickly, and I have so many things I want to do, and I don't have the time for anything, and when I do have the time, I can't do anything because all I can think about is work … I don't even know if this is what I want anymore.”
Y/N smoothed his curls away from his forehead. “What do you want?”
“I don't know,” Chan breathed. “Just … not this. I feel so heavy all the time. And I can't show the kids I'm feeling like this … “
“Why not?” Y/N asked softly.
“Because … I'm supposed to be the strong one. I'm the leader.”
At that, Y/N couldn't help but smile. “I think it's important for fathers to show their kids their vulnerability. Because then the kids know it's okay for them to be vulnerable too.”
Chan looked up at her. “You said that as if I'm actually their dad.”
“Well you are, aren't you?” Y/N said happily. “They're your kids. You're their dad.”
“You know that means you're their mum, right?” Chan chuckled. He shuffled a little closer to Y/N and kissed her cheek. “Our kids.”
Y/N snorted with quiet laughter. “Sure. Whatever makes you happy.”
“You make me happy,” Chan whispered.
“I do?”
“You do,” Chan nodded. “Can't you tell?”
Looking into his eyes, Y/N smiled softly. “Sometimes I really can't tell what you feel towards me. You always push me away.”
At that, Chan sighed. He leaned forward and slid his arms around her. He was quiet for a while, his breathing stirring Y/N's hair as she rested her cheek against him, her hand running up and down his back.
“I don't mean to,” Chan murmured a while later. “I … get scared sometimes. You're the only one I feel like I don't have to pretend around … and that confuses me.”
Y/N pulled away a little, frowning up at him. “Is that why you keep working instead of talking to me?”
Chan looked guilty. His nose and cheeks were pink, and his hair a dark cloud of frizz over his forehead. “Maybe.”
“Christopher … “ Y/N groaned. She squished his cheeks in her hands. “I knew there was something else going on. Every time I think I'm getting somewhere with you, it's like you run away and I'm at square one again. It's confusing for me too.”
“I didn't realise it was affecting you too,” Chan's voice was muffled with Y/N's grip on his face. It made her giggle and she leaned forward to kiss his nose. “I'm sorry, baby. I don't mean to do it … I'm just … “
“A scaredy cat?” Y/N grinned.
Chan sagged against her. “Yes.”
“I already knew that,” Y/N teased him. It made him frown goofily and she started to laugh again as she hugged him close. “Christopher?”
“Hmm?”
“You do know that I really care about you, right?” Y/N said quietly. He looked into her face as she spoke, his pupils moving slightly as he registered her words. “I care about you so much. And so do the kids. You don't have to sit in here on your own all the time because you're scared of showing your true feelings, you know? You're safe with us, baby. You're safe with me.”
Chan shut his eyes. His lashes shone with unshed tears, and Y/N caressed his cheekbones before sweeping his fingers over his closed eyes.
A second later Chan's stomach rumbled again. Much louder this time, and it caused his eyes to snap open in embarrassment.
Y/N burst into a fit of giggles. The sound was comforting to Chan, and he closed the small space between them by suddenly closing his lips over hers in the sweetest of kisses.
He smiled gratefully at her when he pulled away again, his forehead against hers. His nose bumped against hers and Y/N stole another kiss from before closing her hand around Chan's fingers.
“Come on. Looks like you really need that pizza,” Y/N grinned. “We got lava cakes too.”
Chan gasped. “You got lava cakes? And you didn't tell me?”
“Would it have changed your mind if I had?” Y/N grinned as she got up from the bed.
Chan chuckled. He rubbed the nape of his neck, flushing profusely. “Maybe not.”
Y/N was about to reach for his door handle when Chan's arms slid around her waist. She smiled and dropped her hand, letting the man hug her from behind, his chin warm on top of her head.
He squeezed her tightly. “Thank you, baby.”
Y/N peered up at him. “What for?”
Chan shrugged, his cheek dimpling as a shy smile crossed his face. “For loving me.”
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lixie-phoria · 1 year
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ੈ✩‧ 🎀🩰 ➛ felix thinks he's subtle as he pines over you
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pairing : felix x gn reader
genre : fluff | warnings : none
chan's ver. | hyunjin's ver. | jeongin's version | lee know's ver. | changbin's version | han's ver.
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"felix can you please concentrate?"
the idol startles at the comment, looking up from his phone to see the boys staring at him expectantly.
"oh, right," he sheepishly mumbles, placing his phone up side down reluctantly as chan goes back to briefing them on the likely plans of their latest comeback. but felix's heart wasn't in it.
he couldn't help himself when his right leg started bouncing unconsciously and he chewed at the inside of his cheek.
why hadn't you acknowledged the flowers he had sent over to your place over an hour ago? he knew the florist was only a 5 minutes drive from your place, so there was no way you hadn't received them yet.
felix was in love with you, and everyone seemed to know it except for you. but in your defense, he'd never tried to explicitly make a move. he instead resorted to sending you flowers everyday. every evening when you reached home from work, there would be a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers you had ever seen waiting for you at your doorstep. everyday was a new flower with their meaning attached and signed by 'your secret admirer'.
it was adorable and the most touching gesture someone had done for you in a while, and you would thank the sender everyday by storying the flowers or tweeting about them. felix had been waiting for this acknowledgement for the past half an hour, thumb growing sore as he refreshed his notifications every two seconds.
did you not like the flowers he sent this time? were you okay? did you reach home safe?
"felix, if you really want to know if y/n received the flowers or not, just text them about it?"
felix startled for what seemed like the 100th time that day, meeting hyunjin's eyes defiantly.
"if i do that, then they would know i sent it to them."
"isn't that the whole point?"
"no."
all 7 of them collectively let out a sigh. this had been going on for months.
chan understood felix's plight, though. he'd been in a similar position himself.
the elder shook his head, subtly pulling out his own phone and typing in a quick message to you.
[ chan ] hi yn :)) which flower did your secret admirer send this time?
it was an innocent question, since you usually updated chan about the flowers first.
you immediately read his message, but when you didn't reply chan furrowed his brows.
but the next second felix jumped up from his chair, a giddy smile pulling at his lips and scaring han half out of his mind.
"they tweeted about it!! they said they loved them and it made their day better."
what felix failed to notice was the little sun emoji you had used when you tweeted about the flowers; an emoji you explicitly used only when talking about or to felix.
oh, so you knew.
how you knew, they weren't sure, but the boys did not have the heart to tell felix that for all his efforts, turns out he hadn't been subtle at all.
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©lixie-phoria, 2023
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outro-jo · 11 months
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skz when you call them a cute nickname
pairing: skz x reader
type: text post
warning: skz simps, there’s some korean for obvious reasons but translations right underneath for the reader (if it’s bad. don’t tell me bc i’ll probably cry)
a/n: please read info before requesting 🩵
masterlist | info
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cinnamostar · 2 months
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random skz text 3 !
based off conversations i’ve had w my own friends
cw: kms/murder joke, all gender neutral
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note: i do not take requests! this is just for fun :)
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scoupsofjisung · 1 month
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˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ texting bang chan happy father’s day (best dad of 7 kids fr)
🧸 paring: bang chan x f! reader
🧸 warnings: mentioned implied possible pregnancy as part of a joke, brushed past v quickly
🧸 author rambles: i’m just having fun at this point guys, and i have the most schoolgirl crush on chan thus my urge to flirt with him and threaten everyone and anyone for him. maybe surprisingly, gift giving is my lowest love language, however it’s an easy way to show u care fr. go pick a flower from outside and give it to someone u love asap 🫵
masterlist
blog info post!
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fauna-and-floraa · 6 months
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skz family + text posts
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hanfocus · 12 days
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infelicet · 4 months
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(the truth about going to school with your hyung)
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athforskz · 1 month
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Prompt: You’re at a party with your Skz bf and you make them jealous on purpose.
Hyung line: Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin
Maknae line
Screenshots: 4
Warnings: cursing, suggestive, kinda angsty
MDNI 18+ only
note: y/f/n = your friend’s name
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This is my first text post. I hope you guys enjoy! Leave me some suggestions on what to do next :)
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hyunevlogs · 3 months
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friends with benefits I text imagine
smut - hyung line x fem!reader
hyung line I maknae line
warning under cut !!
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warnings: texts about fucking, fwb (friend with benefits), sexting somehow, boobs mentioned
authors note: this is just fiction and has nothing to do w the real people showed here, english isn’t my first language, requests are open
— bangchan + lee know
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— changbin + hyunjin
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w0nslvr · 4 months
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𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑺𝑲𝒁!𝑩𝑭 𝑻𝑬𝑿𝑻𝑺 (𝑴𝑨𝑲𝑵𝑨𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬)
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𝒐𝒕8 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 (𝒋𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏/𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈)
𝑯𝒀𝑼𝑵𝑮 𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬
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A/N: OK I THINK I DID IT😰this was fun i like it i hope it does well lol i wanna do requests so send some in!! reblogs are appreciated!! 🤍
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thevampywolf · 4 months
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𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞, 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞
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☆ Genre: Idol!Chan, fluff
☆ Warnings: Lightly suggestive
☆ Request: No
☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N, Han, Changbin, Hyunjin
☆ Word Count: 2.5k
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“Just give us two hours,” Y/N pleaded with Jisung as she pulled the bags she had brought with her away from him. She batted away a sneaky Changbin who sniffed hard at the scent of food wafting from the bags. “Guys! Two. Hours. It's not that hard.”
“But you have food,” Jisung whined, trying to lunge for the bag.
“So do you!” Y/N pointed to the table in the middle of the main room. “Go eat yours.”
“But yours smells better,” Changbin sighed. “Why are we any different to Chan?”
Y/N's nostrils flared in mild exasperation. “Are we in a relationship, my dear, dear Changbin?”
“Yes,” Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin chorused.
Y/N sighed. “I should have known that you guys automatically came along with Chan.”
“Get one, get seven free,” Jisung said helpfully.
At that, Y/N shook her head. She smiled as she opened up one of the bags; she was glad she bought an extra box of the large sushi platters Chan enjoyed, and as she pulled it out, she pointed at her wide eyed friends.
“If I give you this, will you leave us alone for at least two hours?” Y/N bargained with them. “Promise me.”
“Thanks Y/N, you're the best!” Changbin guffawed as he grabbed the sushi. He ran to their table in excitement and Y/N snorted with quiet laughter at his enthusiasm. “Oh - we promise!”
“If you're going to do anything gross, warn us first,” Hyunjin drawled. “I don't want to throw up.”
Y/N smacked him with the bag.
“Come out in three hours or we'll have a problem,” Jisung raised his fists in a comical manner, his eyebrows furrowed so deeply that they turned into one, thick line across his forehead. “We need to play Uno.”
Y/N groaned. “Fine. Deal. Any interruptions and I'll add on an extra fifteen minutes … got it?”
Jisung flashed her with a toothy grin. He then nudged her towards Chan's bedroom, his eyes crinkling. “Have fun.”
Smiling at him, Y/N nodded.
She pushed open the door and held the bags aloft in satisfaction as she stepped into the room. “I brought food!”
Chan's cheer was heavily muffled; looking around, Y/N found him half hidden by his wardrobe, his top half completely engulfed in swatches of fabric, their hangers tinkling as he moved his shoulders.
“Baby?” Y/N laughed. “Why can I only see your butt? I mean … not that that's a bad thing.”
She lightly tapped his behind, giggles erupting from her mouth.
Another muffled chuckle later, Chan emerged. His skin was red up to his hairline, and despite looking like a singed lobster, the man held out a neatly folded pile of clothes.
“Found it!” Chan exclaimed proudly. “Couldn't find my favourite hoodie. Stop slapping my butt.”
Y/N giggled. She placed the bags down on his bedside table before moving towards him; she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly on his smiling lips.
“You're already wearing a hoodie, Chantopher,” Y/N pointed out as she tugged at the tassels hanging from his hood.
Chan started to laugh. His nose was bright red and overly warm as his face bumped against hers, his lips kissing her cheek. “Not for me. For you!”
“For me?” Y/N cocked her head to the side.
“Date night attire,” Chan grinned. He peered down at her clothes. “You can't get into bed with jeans.”
Y/N giggled as she smoothed her hands over her clothes. “Okay, you have a point.”
Chan's face glowed with his dimpled smile as he tossed the hoodie to her. “Here. I have some bottoms around here somewhere … “
Once Y/N had discarded her day clothes and was snuggled up in Chan's soft ones, the couple dived onto Chan's small bed. Opening credits of their favourite movie flashed on the wide TV infront of them, the colourful lights on either side bouncing off of Y/N and Chan in waves of pink, blue and purple. The atmosphere was soft, warm, and utterly relaxing - the epitome of what being with Chan felt like.
Sat cross legged ontop of his duvet, Chan reached for the bags Y/N had brought. His face shone with joy as he pulled out the food, his fists waving happily in the air.
“There was another box of sushi,” Y/N said as she watched Chan pry the lid off of one of the trays. “But your children are a handful.”
“Our children,” Chan chuckled. He leaned over ever so slightly, his shoulder brushing Y/N's as he kissed her temple. “It's okay. We have plenty … ah, it all looks so good. I was so hungry.”
“I had a feeling you might be,” Y/N smiled as she hugged her knees to her chest. “You've been way too busy … probably haven't been eating much.”
It had been a heavily gruelling month for Chan; his schedule seemed to grow heavier and heavier with every second that he spent awake, and even though it pained him, the man hadn't been able to see Y/N as much as he would have liked. But Y/N was more understanding than he could have hoped for. She cheered him on as best as she could, sending him gentle reminders throughout the day: to eat well, to drink water, to take a break and massage his wrists, to stretch and to stare out of the window so his eyes wouldn't combust … she didn't always expect a reply, instead contenting herself on the notion that Chan would listen regardless of how busy he was.
Chan appreciated her way of looking out for him more than she could ever comprehend. She was always there for him, and even on the days where he couldn't see her, Chan knew she wasn't the type to get upset about it. She understood him and his job better than he understood himself, sometimes … and that was something Chan knew he would never take for granted.
Today was the first day in weeks where Chan didn't have priorities piling up on his broad shoulders like heavy boulders. He had the evening to himself, and even though he was exhausted beyond words, Chan knew exactly who he wanted to spend his time with.
Y/N had suggested spending their evening together in the comfort of his own home. He could relax while spending time with her; it was a win-win situation, and not for the first time did Chan have to surpress the urge to scream and yell out of his overflowing love for her.
After laying out the arrangement of food on his bedspread, Chan set the bags to the side before leaning over. He tugged at a bag of his own with a grunt, and Y/N watched in curiosity as he pulled it up beside him.
“I have snacks,” Chan laughed as he pulled out packets. “And I bought ice cream specifically for you. It's in the freezer.”
“Legend,” Y/N thumped him on his arm in a playful gesture; but Chan yelped in pain anyway, dramatics painted all over his face. “Wait … did that hurt?”
“Nah,” Chan rubbed his arm. “Yeah. Kinda. It's no biggie … I just pulled a muscle. Maybe several.”
Tutting at the man, Y/N leaned over and kissed his arm softly. “What did you do?”
“Take a guess?”
Y/N stuck her tongue out at him. “You have to stop being so careless in the gym.”
“I know, I know,” Chan pulled a gormless face as he pulled apart a pair of chopsticks. “I just can't help it sometimes.”
“Well, start helping it,” Y/N rolled her eyes. She took the chopsticks Chan was holding out to her with a smile, and after tapping them against his in their signature way, she immediately reached for a piece of sushi.
Chan watched Y/N chew her sushi; her cheeks were puffy and her eyes sparkled as she savoured the flavour. The man couldn't help but grin adoringly, his eyes turning into crescent moons as his smile grew wider and wider.
Y/N reached for a bottle of water, completely unaware. She swallowed a quarter of it before realising Chan was staring at her; almost choking at the realisation, Y/N placed a hand on her chest.
“ … What?” She asked slowly.
Chan started to laugh. He shook his head. “Nothing. Keep eating.”
Doing as she was told, Y/N reached for another piece. Chan continued to simper over her and he soon rested his chin upon the palm of his hand, completely forgetting about how hungry he was.
For some reason, watching the love of his life eat was filing in itself.
“Aren't you eating?” Y/N asked suddenly. The bridge of her nose was pink, Chan's gaze causing heat to rise up in her cheeks.
Chan sighed dreamily. “Just watching you eat makes me feel full.”
Coughing, Y/N pushed him lightly. “Stop it.”
“Stop what, hmm?” Chan teased her as he slid his arms around her waist. Heat radiated off of the both of them in scorching bursts, and Chan couldn't help himself when he rubbed his nose against Y/N's cheekbone. “Feeling shy?”
“Christopher,” Y/N wheezed as she dropped her chopsticks onto the platter. She covered her burning face with her fingers, Chan's flurry of giggles making her heart leap. “Let me eat.”
“Okay, okay,” Chan chuckled. He kissed her cheek, ruffling her hair up before reaching for his own chopsticks again. “Let's eat.”
Leaning back against Chan's pillows, Y/N stole glances of the man every so often. She hid the contagious smile that kept threatening to cross her face due to how adorable he looked; Chan's cheeks were purple under the lights, and his downturned eyes were wide and innocent as he focused on the film in front of him. Every now and then, his face would contort before smoothing out again; watching closely, Y/N noticed him pressing a hand to his left shoulder, and her face softened.
She made a mental note to massage the pain out of him as soon as they had finished eating.
Reaching for another piece of sushi, Y/N felt her chopsticks hit against something hard. She looked down to see her utensils around Chan's, their chopsticks forming a small pyramid over the last piece of sushi.
Laughing suddenly, Chan withdrew his chopsticks. “Take it.”
Y/N shook her head. “You have it.”
“I'm really full,” Chan patted his stomach. “Go on … have it.”
Y/N pouted. “But I've had loads.”
Smiling, Chan picked up the piece. Y/N watched as he lifted it to his mouth, his eyes on hers.
“Here comes the aeroplane … “ Chan suddenly sang in a childlike voice as he waved the sushi infront of Y/N's face. “Say ‘ah’.”
Despite the giggles that she let out, Y/N was adamant. She shook her head again. “Nope.”
Chan frowned. “Baby, I'm gonna get really upset if you don't eat this.”
Y/N was slightly convinced. She sighed. “Fifty fifty?”
Chan's lips twitched. “If I say yes, will it make you happy?”
“Very happy,” Y/N grinned.
“You take the first bite then,” Chan held the sushi out to her. “I'll eat the rest.”
Peering down at the salmon roll, Y/N mentally measured the distance her teeth could bite into. Knowing exactly what she was doing, Chan burst into a fit of laughter.
“Baby, just eat the fucking sushi,” Chan chuckled under his breath.
“Fine, fine,” Y/N grinned. She took a bite of it before pushing Chan's arm towards him. “Yours.”
Chan dropped the last half of the sushi into his mouth with a happy grin. He wiggled around the bed with contentment as he gathered up the empty packaging, and he stretched over to toss it into his rubbish bin.
“Do you wanna eat these now or later?” Chan asked, gesturing to the rest of the food.
“I'm fine. Unless you're still hungry?” Y/N replied.
Chan shook his head. He dumped the bags onto his table before holding his arms out in eagerness to Y/N.
Y/N smiled. But she shook her head.
Chan's face fell. “You don't wanna cuddle?”
“I wanna cuddle you,” Y/N grinned. She held her own arms out, patting the space between her legs. “Come here.”
“Really?” Chan asked. Surprised but pleased, the man shuffled into the space Y/N had made for him; she even pulled the duvet out from underneath them both, and soon they were both tucked up under the warmth of it.
Y/N kissed the back of Chan's neck as she slid her arms around his waist. “Lean back.”
Listening to her instruction, Chan let his body fall back into Y/N's; he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the feeling of her wrapped around him, comfort already flooding through his body.
“You know … “ Chan murmured as Y/N started to run her hands up his arms with gentle pressure. “I love cuddling you. But this just … I needed this.”
Y/N giggled quietly against the man's curls. “I know.”
“I really missed you,” Chan continued, his eyes drooping as he gazed at the TV. “I'm sorry I've been so busy.”
“Don't apologise,” Y/N hummed as she pressed her fingers to the curve of his shoulders. His muscles were incredibly tense, and the man grunted as she used her thumbs to begin smoothing the rigid knots out of him. “I missed you too. But it can't be helped, you know?”
Chan hummed in agreement. He shifted a little in the woman's grip, pain throbbing under the surface of his skin.
“Can I take this off?” Y/N whispered. She brushed her fingers over his hoodie.
“Yeah,” Chan nodded. He sat up again, and Y/N slid the hoodie up and over his body in a cloud of cologne, leaving his top half bare. She set it to the side before pulling him back into her again, her head dipping as she kissed the lines of his shoulders.
As Chan melted into the curve of her body again, he rested his hands on Y/N's thighs that stretched out on either side of him. Her fingers were careful yet firm as she began massaging his body again; she took her time, each one of her strokes against his tender muscles full of love and care, and she smiled when she felt the man slowly relax over time. It was like she could feel the stress and tension melting off of him, just as she could feel his shoulders and upper back become softer, more supple, the tautness considerably lessened.
“I love you so much … “
Y/N wasn't sure if Chan had intended on saying the words out loud. They were almost slurred, soft, and incredibly quiet; peering down at him, Y/N saw that Chan's eyes were completely shut, and she wondered if perhaps he was talking in his sleep.
“I'm awake,” Chan breathed a moment later, reading her mind. “I just … wanted to tell you.”
Grinning to herself at how adorable the man in her arms looked, Y/N pressed a long kiss to the top of his head. Pulling the duvet up and around his shoulders, Y/N let her fingers trail down his torso before she securely hugged him around his waist, her cheek pressed to the nape of his neck.
“I love you too.”
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lixie-phoria · 1 year
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ੈ✩‧ 🎀🩰 ➛ chan thinks he's subtle as he pines over you
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pairing : chan x gn reader
prompt : chan was hopeless when it came to flirting with you. his idea was to post on instagram and wait for you to like the picture and magically realize one day that you're just as much in love with him.
genre : fluff !
felix's ver. | hyunjin's ver. | jeongin's version | lee know's ver. | changbin's version | han's ver.
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felix is the first one to notice chan sitting by himself in one corner of their dressing room, brows furrowed and anxiously chewing at his lower lip.
"what's wrong, hyung?" he asks from across the room, successfully capturing everyone's attention.
"nothing." Chan tries to brush it off, but everybody notices the blush creeping up his cheeks.
han giggles, eyeing the phone their leader keeps checking every two minutes. everybody knew what had the idol in such a mood.
you probably hadn't liked the latest selfie he had posted.
Bang Chan was a producer, instrumentalist, singer, dancer, rapper, and leader of one of the biggest 4th gen kpop groups, but when it came to you, he couldn't help himself. the thought of maintaining eye contact with you for longer than a second, much less flirting with you, reduced him into a blushing-stuttering mess. hence, he resorted to the least noticeable option - posting semi thirst traps on their public instagram account, waiting for you to notice the post and like it.
"if you want them to see it, just send it to them." lee know teases.
"I am not waiting for y/n to like my post!"
"I never said I was talking about y/n."
That shuts chan up. he throws a hand over his face, groaning. "I can see that they're online. why wont they just like it?"
jeongin rolls his eyes, pulling out his own phone and sending you a message, which you read giggling.
[ innie ] hey, please do us all a favor and like chan hyung's latest post?
the next minute chan jumps up from his place, a wide smile pulling at his lips.
"They liked the post!"
jeongin really didn't have the heart to tell chan what he had to do.
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outro-jo · 11 months
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skz during that time of the month
pairing: skz x reader
type: text post
warning: periods (duh), mentions of food and the reader in pain, established relationship
a/n: ik a lot of people have done this but i just wanted something really sweet and fluffy. periods are hard enough you don’t have an annoying man acting like it’s icky. grow up. also when chris and jisung are referring to “notifications” they’re referring to a period tracking app bc i know at least chris would. please read info before requesting 🤍
masterlist | info
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yangjeongin · 10 months
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HYUNJIN x ESQUIRE KOREA
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sadienita · 5 months
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SKZ Reaction - Leaving in the Morning (3racha)
bf!skz x reader
Contents: mentions of the hospital, mentions of diarrhea
You leave before he wakes up and don't tell him where you're going.
Chan
He’s immediately a bit concerned. He usually remembers your schedule so well so the fact that he doesn’t know where you are throws him off. He’ll rack his brain for any memory of you telling him about plans but when he can’t think of anything he’ll start texting you. He tries not to seem too stressed out but if hours go by and you haven’t answered he’s about ready to head out and start looking for you.
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Changbin
He’s honestly surprised that you got up earlier than him. He’s gonna think you went to the gym to meet him there so he’ll get a little upset when you are not, in fact, there. He’ll text you, very sad and pouty that you’re not there but when you don’t answer by the end of his workout, that’s when he starts to worry.
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Jisung
His first thought is that he forgot something. He knows you don’t have work because you were excited to have the day off but you must have some other appointment that he can’t remember. He will mostly text you confused about where you’ve gone and pouting for you to come back.
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