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WILL IT FIT ? ⋆ 전원우



🏷️ : smut, drabble, soft!dom!wonwoo x smaller!reader, size kink, first time, intentional lowercase
🗒️: really short idea i thought of,, :)
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you didn’t see it coming. and no. it’s not the typical “nerdy boy but turns into a slutty man in bed” type of trope. but much to your surprise (or we say amusement), it was the complete opposite.
clumsily sliding down his half-zipped jeans was already enough of an embarrassment to the already flushed-face wonwoo but it wasn’t. it was hot. in fact you found his bulge so awfully hot it got you absolutely glued to his outline. but of course, wonwoo didn’t get the cue.
“does it look disgusting? should we just stop here? it’s totally alright, we can just go back to playing computer games”
you didn’t listen. like some sort of mantra or spell that he magically put you under, you were straddling his thighs in a split second, not to mention, exposed too. and when poor wonwoo peeked down to have a good look at the little hole of yours, he was yet sent into another endless spiral of monologues.
“oh my goodness, it’s not gonna fit!”
“im gonna hurt you, I don’t wanna do that”
“how?”
but all words fell flat on his tongue as he watched your pussy absolutely stretch to accommodate his length, and in this situation he was put under, he learned for the first time that in fact “nothing is impossible”.
a slight “o” forming with his mouth, coupled with your breathless whimpers was enough to heighten the experience of feeling you inside, wrapped around him. and that was enough to drive him crazy, on the edge of his high, fingers digging into both sides of your waist. to you, it felt no different. wonwoo was undeniably big, probably a little bit too big for your comfort but the way his raw length dragged in and out of your hole felt too good. too fucking good.
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2025 CARAT REVIVAL : SEVENTEEN AS... WEEK TEAM GAM3BO1
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DATING DINO INCLUDES…. — sfw

• being featured in danceology videos (even if you can’t dance.)
• he always shows you his choreo before he takes it to the company or hoshi.
• definitely the type to pull you on your feet and teach you some moves.
• pls let him know he’s doing a good job, he loves words of affirmation but will never admit to it.
• you can read him like an open book.
• he’s a little clueless sometimes, but he’s trying his best.
• he definitely calls the rest of the boys up and asks them for relationship advice.
• he once enlisted woozi’s help to write a song for you.
• he makes you do tiktok dances with him.
• dino is always SO excited to show or tell you anything and everything. you’re the first person he always finds himself running to.
• y’all have a cute little handshake that was made before you two even started dating.
• you definitely confessed first.
• he would pretend he knows what you’re talking about when it comes to your work, nodding along with furrowed eyebrows, but really he has no clue.
• y’all are the type of couple to go on late night adventures, whether it be hitting up a convenience store for snacks or playing on a random playground.
• still to this day, no matter how long it’s been, you two are still teased by his members cause wdym the maknae has a girlfriend.
• he’s always finding ways to smooch ya whenever he’s drunk.
• y’all have the weirdest and most complex inside jokes that have other people going ???? cause wtf are yall actually talking about.
• you’re his number one supporter and in return, he’s yours.
• he’s always looking at you like he wants to grab your face and kiss you.
• he thinks matching t-shirts are cute and has even bought yall some.
• he insists on indulging in your hobbies, even if they’re not exactly up his alley.
• you’re his karaoke partner always.
• he can definitely easily tell when you’re cold and would always offer you his jacket no matter what.
• contrary to popular belief, after you two have been dating long enough, he becomes one smooth mf. the pickup lines go crazy.
• whenever you two argue, he backs down quite fast cause he cannot stand to see you sad or upset, let alone because of him.
• you would challenge him to dance battles just for fun quite often and he would let you win (even though that’s hard to believe.)
• sometimes he’s way too hard on himself and you’re the only person who can pull him out of that slump.
• you two always end up going to bed really late because yall stay up talking about anything and everything.
• overtime, you’ve found your dance skills getting better and better.
• he’s the type to hold your hand and start swinging them just cause it makes you laugh.
• speaking of, he’s always trying to make you giggle. he’s thinks it’s one of the best sounds he’s ever heard.
• sometimes he has troubles voicing his hardships, but you’re his comfort person and the only one he finds easy to let it all out to.
• he literally has no clue what to do when you’re sick, but tries his best.
• would whine whenever you put on a romcom, but give it a few minutes and he’s hooked.

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under the covers



pairings: mingyu x 14thmember!reader
genre: fluff, suggestive if you squint
cw: none
word count: 409
a/n: i just love sleepy svt (。╯︵╰。)

"what are you doing?" you ask groggily, feeling someone slip into your bed and wrap their arms around you. it could be anyone, seeing as all the members know each other's passwords to their apartments, and maybe you should be more worried. but you already know who it is, smelling mingyu's shampoo as he nuzzles into your neck. "missed you," is all he says, sighing when you run your hand through his hair. "we just saw each other a couple hours ago, no?", you ask. it's true; you all had team dinner after practice and then you went home to shower and take a well needed nap. "a couple hours too long ago," he argues back, lifting his head to give you a chaste kiss on your jaw.
you smile and tilt your head down to kiss him properly. he instinctively raises his hand to hold your face gently, deepening the kiss. your hands wander, brushing down his neck and landing on his shoulders. he pushes you over so he's hovering over you. "gyu, we have practice tomorrow," you warn quietly, knowing you wouldn't stop him anyway. he chuckles, "who says i'm going to do anything?" he asks innocently- oh no, you think before mingyu flops on top of you. "mingyu! you're heavy!" you yell. he hums, simply laying on your chest as you squirm under him, giggling when you give up and mumble something along the lines of you'll never let him kiss you again (which is a total lie). "you wouldn't," he dramatically pouts, "i did all of wonwoo hyung's laundry so he'd let me come here."
"he didn't let you?" you question. "he says he hates it when i come back late, something about how the front door bothers him in his sleep." he mumbles, closing his eyes. you sigh as you watch sleep take over him. "can you at least move off of me? i wasn't joking when i said you're heavy" mingyu complies, rolling off of you before caging you back in his arms. you savor the moment, listening to mingyu's quiet breathing while he's wrapped around you. you honestly don't know how you managed to pull this guy.
"you know i love you, right?" mingyu's voice breaks through your thoughts. you hum, "mhm, i love you too, gyu" you can practically feel him smile before he kisses the top of your head softly and you let the warm feeling captivate you into sleep.

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Dinner Date | j.ww



pairing: class president! wonwoo x playgirl!reader
summary: going on a date with your class president who actually have had a secret crush on you for a while
warnings: slight nsfw, fluff, a few wet kisses
a/n: helloo nyxies, i'm still new to writing so deepest apologies if there some grammatical errors found in my fanfic. anyways, enjoyyy
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You could say you were hell ass surprised when he asked you out to dinner after winning the school art competition. Your class president, Jeon Wonwoo, also known as the campus heartthrob had a secret crush on you for sometime now. The man was undeniably handsome, hot, smart and basically a walking wet dream that had every girl or boy drooling over him
Walking and pacing around your room, figuring out on what to wear, making sure to not look like you're whoring yourself on your first date with Wonwoo, your mind brings you back to the moment he asked you out.
(flashback)
"y/n, will you go on a date with me..?" he asks as he looks at you with a stoic face. Wonwoo actually had this all planned in his head but things didn't really go as well as he thought it would, "I'll pick you up later at seven.." he continues, leaving no space for rejection.
(end of flashback)
"Dammit, Jeon Wonwoo.. you got me nervous over a date.." you sigh, deciding on wearing a turtleneck croptop partnered with a skirt. Yeah, you've had your past relationships and flings, but oh damn, did Wonwoo got you this nervous.
Hearing your phone ring, you immediately sat up answering the call.
"Hey.." you said,
"I'm outside.." he says in a husky voice, sending shivers down your spine,
"Alright, I'm heading out.."
This was absolutely the very first moment of you being nervous of stepping out your apartment. I mean, we are talking of Jeon Wonwoo, who wouldn't be nervous.
Stepping out your door, your eyes meet Wonwoo's gaze as he stands awestruck at your beauty.
"You look.." he stutters, "beautiful, y/n.."
"oh hey, we're twinning!" you smile excitingly at the adorable coincident
He stares at you, his heart fluttering at the sight of your smile. You had quite a reputation around campus, 'Playgirl Y/N', but couldn't care less. He just saw you for who you are.
The drive was comfortably quiet. Exchanging a few glances and questions to lift the awkward tension.
"so, congrats on winning earlier.." he says, glancing in your direction,
"thanks" you smiled back, "i never thought i'd win, i messed up a few paints due to nervousness.."
"what are you talking about?" he lightly chuckles, turning the steering wheel as he talks with you, "yours was the best one there, so of course you'd win.."
You can't help but smile at his words. "thank you, wonwoo.."
After a few minutes drive, you two finally arrive.
"We're here" he says, stepping out of the driver's seat to open your door
You can't help but your eyes widen and mouth drop in agape at how beautiful, and to say expensive the place looks. He really went all out for a first date, and you think you don't deserve this kind of treatment.
"Let's go..?" he asks, guiding you by your waist, "don't be nervous, y/n, be yourself.."
"Y-you didn't really have to do all this..." you look up to meet his gaze
"Well, I wanted to"
Dinner was mostly filled with a few exchanged talks and warm conversations. Getting to know each other, and finding a few interesting facts that none of the two of you thought to be possibly real.
Spending time and getting to know him made you realize that he is everything you could ask for a guy. After having failed relationships, and jumping from one guy to another, you finally conclude that Jeon Wonwoo is YOUR TYPE OF MAN. You now can see why almost everyone in campus say the he's the perfect ideal boyfriend a girl can ever ask. He's a complete gentleman, smart, handsome, hot, a walking wet dream, like everything. You just know that after this date, you will never be the same. You could already feel the effects this guy has over you.
"Did you enjoy the dinner, y/n?" he asks,
"Of course, I did," you smile, as you took out your wallet "Oh- I can pay the dinner-"
"You're not paying dinner, princess," he chuckled, gently pushing your hand back to yourself, "I already payed anyways.."
"Y-you're too much, won.." you smile warmly at him,
"Nothing's too much, y/n," he smiles back, "You ready to go home..?"
You nod and as a gentleman he is, he escorts you outside, holding your waist. The warmth of his palm on your waist was enough to send butterflies bursting to your stomach, making your heartbeat crazy.
"So, uh, this is goodnight i guess.." he mumbles as he walks you to your door, "good night, y/n..."
"wait-" you pause, realizing what you just said
"yes..?" he immediately looked back, giving you all his attention
he walks closer to you, leaning in as he sees your eyes laid on his lips, making him chuckle.
"my eyes are up here, princess.." he smirked, "may i..?"
No words came out but you just nodded. He slowly leans in. Your heart beats in anticipation as you close your eyes, ready to feel his lips on yours.
But, oh damn, was he soft like feather.
You tensed up feeling his lips on yours. 'Get a grip, y/n, it's not like it's your first time kissing someone' you mentally scold yourself. You then feel his hand settle on your waist as the other settles behind your neck, pulling you closer to him.
You two pause for a moment to catch your breaths as he rested his forehead on yours. You smiled, and you know he's smiling as well. He then leans in again with more affection.
"Mmhh.." you hear him moan to the kiss as he swiftly licks your lower lip, begging to get in. With pleasure, you open your lips partly and he slide his tongue in immediately.
You two get lost in the moment, feeling waves of pleasure and adrenaline rush through every inch of your body at the sensation of his tongue dancing with yours. His hand grip your neck a bit tighter as he pulls you closer to give him more access inside your mouth as he makes out with you.
The kiss slowly calms down as you two pull back, gasping for air, foreheads resting against each other.
"We're going for a second date then..?" he asks with a light chuckle, his thumb caressing your waist,
"You're a good kisser, by the way.." you laugh, "And yes, a second date would be fucking great.."
He pecks your lips as he replies, "Next time, you'll receive more than a kiss, princess.."
Your face becomes a blushing mess as he smirked at your reaction
"W-Wonwoo...!" you whine playfully as you hit his chest,
"God, I'll make you scream my name next time.." he smirked, chuckling in a low tone,
"See you around, princess..." he greets you goodbye as he drives his car away
You just know that there'll be no more next guy after Wonwoo.
And you just know that in the next date, you'll end up being unable to walk
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jeonghan is for the girlies whose burdens are never accounted enough, who are abandoned by their siblings, whose loud cries are never heard, to whom healing is never an option, who loves the sky but hates thinking themselves fly, who always carry a keychain as a friend, who always stepped themselves behind thinking they are not worthy, who are scared to go outside with their father, who are tired of keeping themselves busy to cope.
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dino is for the girlies whose struggles are always overshadowed, who always hold down their tears, who can't stop mourning about that one lost favorite toy, who get cold when they are disappointed, who had a hard time finding what they want to be, who was always alone on the way back home from school, who loves laminating photos that they love, who has beautiful handwriting, who hates their presence in a crowded room, who never received their grandparents love.
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joshua is for the girlies who are always yelled at, who are never seen enough, who have always been the listener but no one has ever been a listener towards them, who force themselves to stay bubbly in public just to avoid questions, who were never in any favoritism of anyone, who loves the beach but never been to any, who was the kid with crayons and hairclips collection to stay happy, who were always abandoned by friends in the halfway, who never got any apologies, who hates their scars to death, who are tired of keeping everything together.
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wonwoo is for the girlies who grew themselves up, who developed themselves by themselves within themselves, who were never the chosen ones, who were always held back in school despite having massive amounts of talent, who are organized, who had a rushed childhood, who aren't the best-treated sibling, who is stoic, who have massive weights on the head with nowhere to put down, who are a quiet kid with suppressed bubbly side, who thinks they are hard to love, who are not easy to understand, who are combinations of contradictions.
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svt reaction another member walking in on you having sex



Ot13 seventeen : getting walked on by other member. (ft. traumatised svt) so much fun writing this it's so funny and shitty
Seungcheol : throws a pillow in the direction of the door before the person even gets the slightest peek. (Soonyoung just wanted a charger but somehow ended up with a pillow bruised blue eye)
Jeonghan : (hoping that you're adequately covered) he just doesn't something to make you moan louder hoping that the person leaves disgusted (or joins for a threesome, hani doesn't mind) (hao is too traumatised to even think he's going for intense green tea and therapy session now)
Joshua : he's a teeny tiny bit of exhibitionist so it was a bit of a turn on when someone accidentally walked in on you two doing the nasty in the wildest postions (seokmin took 3 business days to overcome that trauma and meet Joshua's eyes normally again)
Jun : he's probably too lost moaning into the crook of your neck to notice an unexpectant visitor (Wonwoo is never entering doors without knocking ever again)
Hoshi : just freezes in his spot midthrust, hurrying to cover you up and yelling at the person who just came in (jihoon did no crime to be sentenced to hear the kinky shit soonyoung is into in the beds)
Wonwoo : if dino is too deaf to hear the loudest fucking sex noises coming from Wonwoo's room, it's completely his fault, Wonwoo ain't doing nothing to pay his therapy
Woozi : probably got caught making love in his studio. Luckily, he has the decency of fucking you into the couch which is out of the view of the door than shamelessly on his deskchair how he initially wanted (seungcheol didn't need to know where all of jihoon's inspo comes from)
Minghao : probably the only smart one of the group who actually locks door before getting frisky.
Mingyu : he is rather petrified by getting caught, yelling at his hyung to leave. (Jeonghan never told anyone but if he teased mingyu to this date about how he moans your name, it's between the bros)
Seokmin : flustered af and just frozen at his spot even after the person instantly leaves until you smack him and tell him to lock the door (seungkwan would have never guessed the crazy of the group was such a freak in bed and he wished he lived without that knowledge)
Seungkwan : embarrassed thoroughly. Now vernon has to live his life knowing what seungkwan sounds like in bed.
Vernon : probably doesn't notice? Lol he just busy getting that nut (rip hong joshua's eyes)
Dino : he prolly switches off all the lights and does the deed under the blanket so someone could come inside, stroll around and not bother him (mingyu got lucky wearing them headphones the day he came to borrow chan's power bank)
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Just a reminder that this pookie wookie cutie pie wants 13 children




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Gorgeous.
Pairing: Seungkwan x gn!reader
Genre: fluff
Synopsis: You got caught admiring your boyfriend.

"Earth to [name]? Hellooooo, are you there?" He pretended to knock on your head.
Seungkwan had been ranting about how rough his day was for the past 30 minutes, and yes, you did hear half of it but at some point you began to lose focus. The way his lips were moving and how his eyes were wide with frustration— oh wow.
You'd always known your boyfriend was gorgeous, but the realization had suddenly dawned on you, that hey, he was so damn handsome and you didn't look at him nearly enough.
His nose, his eyes, his lips, his voice— you suddenly felt your forehead being flicked "Ow!" You glared at the man next to you.
"Don't look at me like that! You weren't listening." he huffed, glaring at you back.
"But I was!"
"Okay, then what was I saying?"
"Stop acting like a child, I said I was listening!" He flicked your forehead again.
"Ow! Will you stop it?" You furrowed your eyebrows "So you weren't listening." He snapped back.
"I mean what's more important than listening to your lovely boyfriend?!"
"Admiring him." There's only one way to shut Seungkwan up— bingo, to fluster him. And it's not like what you just said was false you really were admiring him. It was obvious. Embarrassingly obvious.
Uh-oh, we're losing him.
His face was getting redder by the second. He might as well be as red as the strawberries on the table.
"Excuse me?!" He looked at you like you just offended his whole bloodline. He tried to act cool and brushed his hair back. "I know I'm handsome and all, but at least try to be a bit subtle." He scoffed.
He was now acting all tough and unbothered by what you just said, but you knew better. You'd pushed a button, the shy Seungkwan button, so you smiled wickedly to yourself.
"You said it yourself baby. My lovely boyfriend. How could I not admire someone so lovely?" You kept exaggerating the word "lovely".
"I mean your handsome, cute, you have a nice voice, nice hair, nice eyes, a cute nose—"
"Stop. You're over-exaggerating." He desperately tried to hide his face away from you, but you grabbed it with both your hands.
You gave him a peck on the lips, which made matters worse. He could've sworn that words were supposed to come out but they couldn't.
"You're the most handsome man I've ever laid my eyes on. How could I not lose focus? You're just too damn gorgeous."
Yeah, you have to call an ambulance. His cheeks were getting hotter by the second. You didn't know how that was exactly possible either, but then again, days with Seungkwan were never really normal.

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⌑ damned chivalrous captain // lee chan



knight!dino x knight!gn!reader, 1.5k words
tags: medieval fantasy au, both yn and chan are knights teehee, kinda rivals to lovers, only one bed trope,,, gone wrong
notes: ib the idea chan is wayyy too nice for the only one bed trope to work bc he is wont impede on ur personal space if you made it clear that you'd be uncomfortable with that. get urself a man who respects ur boundaries like knight!lee chan
“I’m sorry,” the innkeeper says, her face apologetic, “But we only have a one-bedroom room left.”
You kind of want to fall to your knees in exasperation right then and there.
It’s been a long, tiring day of riding with the rest of the King’s knights and having a long, tiring, magical fight with a gaggle of evil wizards (which would have been a lot easier if they’d listened to you and brought the Court Sorcerer along too) and you really, really want to just go to sleep. In a bed. By yourself.
But of course, the Three Fates hate you, so you’re going to have to share a room with the man next to you as you both anxiously talk to the owner of this inn.
You’re just contemplating whether you have enough energy to grab the woman by her collar and threaten her into getting you separate rooms when the man next to you places a hand on your shoulder, placating.
“We’ll take the room,” he says, and now you’re contemplating whether you should grab him by the collar instead. “Thank you for allowing us to stay.”
Lee Chan smiles, as gracious as ever, and his fingers dig into your arm slightly, warning you to be civil. You roll your eyes, grit out a ‘thank you’ to the innkeeper as Chan pays, and he directs a small smile towards you, as if pleased with your show of manners.
Lee Chan.
Captain of the King’s Order of Knights, the Crown Prince’s most trusted friend, two-time dragon slayer and an all-round incredible, kind, chivalrous guy.
God, you hate him.
“If you could have just let me threaten her a little bit,” you complain some minutes later, the two of you seated around the small table in the room you’ll be sleeping in. “I could have gotten us a deal. Two separate rooms. Or at least, a room with two beds.”
Chan just smiles thinly, and he looks more exhausted than you’ve ever seen him. “Maybe,” he says. “But what about the people who were originally in those rooms that you’d be kicking them out of?”
“Yes, well—”
You huff, crossing your arms. It’s one of his many irritating traits. Always being so good.
“This room is so small,” you say instead, looking around the room. There’s a small window on the farthest wall, overlooking the starry landscape of rolling hills. The curtains aren’t drawn, and the light from the fireplace is dim enough that you can see both your reflection and the darkness of the world outside.
You’re an awful long way away from court. It’s the reason that you’ve all lodged at an inn for the night, the fight with the wizards having drawn the knights further into the rural areas than originally intended, and everyone far too exhausted to bear making the three-day ride back home whilst setting up small camps in the middle of nowhere.
Because of this, you were initially overjoyed when Chan suggested that the knights take refuge in an inn that was on the way back. Now, however, you’re reconsidering that joy, given the fact that you have to sleep in the same room as him.
A room which is awfully small, with an awfully small bed.
“You don’t have to share a room with me if you don’t want to, Lieutenant,” Chan says, raising an eyebrow as he stands up to take off his heavy cloak. “If you’d like, I could send you back down to the stables with the rest of the nights. I just thought that, as Lieutenant, you’d prefer to be treated with a little more respect.”
You wince, and uncross your arms. “No, sir,” you say dutifully. “And I'm very grateful for your esteemed kindness.”
He smiles, lips twitching upwards at your exaggeratedly formal tone, eyes dancing with mirth in the flickering warmth of the fireplace light. It makes you smile too, despite yourself, before you turn to look back at the bed and frown.
“However, I'll obviously be the one sleeping on the floor,” you say matter-of-factly, and look over at him again. “You can take the bed.”
That makes Chan raise an eyebrow, and he begins to unbuckle the metal arm braces of his armour.
“No, you’re not. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“What? No. I will.”
The wooden floor is covered by coarse fur rugs, but they’re all a little too threadbare for comfort, and sleeping on them would give Chan backache for days. You are, if anything, an excellent Lieutenant, so there’s no way you’re subjecting your Captain to something that painful, even if him and his perfectly kind gentlemanliness always get on your nerves.
Chan waves away your words. “I paid for the room, so I get to choose. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” you scoff. “Like I’ll let you do that.”
He tilts his head. “It wasn’t something to be debated. You’re taking the bed.” He sets the pieces of armour into the table, and jabs a finger in your direction. “And that’s certainly not a way to talk to your superior.”
“Captain,” you emphasise, annoyedly. “I’m not letting you do that.”
“Lieutenant,” he says back, mocking your tone with a smile. “I’m not letting you do that.”
You frown. ���Fine. Let’s both sleep on the floor.”
There’s a short pause, as you both survey the floor. The bed is pushed up against the wall, and with the tiny size of the room, if you both sleep on the floor, you’ll probably end up lying as close together as if you’d both taken the bed.
“Nevermind, I don’t want to be that close to y—”
“No, it’ll hurt your back—”
You blink at his statement, but Chan doesn’t even bat an eye.
“I can't have my best knight getting back pain from sleeping on the floor when there's a perfectly good bed,” he argues, and then gestures to the offending piece of furniture that you've been bickering over. “I, on the other hand, will be fine on the floor. Come on, Lieutenant. Have the bed.”
There's a part of you that still wants to protest, weirdly annoyed that the Captain is making such sacrifices for you. “But you're the superior officer. Surely you should take it.”
Chan just smiles, seemingly at ease even though you're fighting him so insistently over such a small little thing. Any shorter tempered captain would have blown up at you right now.
“Just take the bed, Lieutenant. And that's an order. I know how tired you get during long quests like this,” he adds, gentler, and the tone makes you blink.
Sure, you know that Lee Chan is kind, but it's surprising to hear him be so… soft. Caring. Especially towards you, seeing how your relationship has, up until this point, been one mostly consisting of constant bickering and eye rolls and snarky smirks in an attempt to rile each other up.
A Captain and his Lieutenant were fierce allies, of course, and you would stay loyally by his side during any battle at all, but that didn’t mean you were exactly friends.
Right now, though, as he smiles at you, hair gently tousled and jawline turned soft in the firelight, you can’t help but admit that he’s, well. He’s something. He’s something enough to make your heart squeeze weirdly in your chest as you concede with a sigh.
“Since it’s an official order, I suppose I have to take the bed,” you say, in the most long-suffering voice you can muster, and Chan laughs.
It takes you a while to register his next words, your pulse thrumming far too loud in your own ears at hearing his laugh.
(Why is your heart acting up like this?)
“Glad to see that you’re able to follow orders as well as ever,” he says drily, but there’s a warmth in his voice as he takes off his cloak, and places it down on the fur rugs on the floor. “Now get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”
You watch as he settles down on the floor, and you can immediately tell from his face that it is not comfortable in the slightest. Before you can even think of protesting, however, he shoots a pointed look at the bed, and the message Get into that bed before I make you is clear in his eyes, so you grudgingly comply.
Damned chivalrous captain, you grumble to yourself, settling under the covers. He can’t even let you feel irritated at having to follow his words. You pull the covers up over your cheeks, as if that will help you hide their warm flush from yourself.
“Um… Capt—I mean, Chan?”
It feels weird, to address Chan by his first name, but you’re making your next statement as his… well, his kind-of friend, not as his Lieutenant. And thankfully, despite your awkwardness, Chan’s voice is still as kind as ever as he replies.
“Yes, Y/N?”
“Thank you,” you say, the words carrying softly through the small room. “You know. For just being nice, all the time.”
Above the peaceful crackling of the fire, his responding laugh is quiet but, oddly, fond.
“For you? Always.”
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