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This is so good. I Wana know more about their relationship before and after this. Also the poor boys. I wonder if someone else is brought in to replace her. I have so many questions lol

Love Is Intuitive ~ Bang Chan

"You come from a wealthy linage and business obsessed parents. Chan has grown up working hard his whole life, living paycheck to paycheck. You're arranged to marry someone else, but love is intuitive."

KINKTOBER: DAY THIRTEEN - Breeding + Praise

Pairing: Bang Chan x afab reader

Genre: explicit smut, non idol au, forbidden love, arranged marriage (not to Chan), angst, fluff

Word Count: 5.8k (I KNOW I KNOW DON'T LOOK AT ME)

A/N: How are we in December...I feel like I time travelled or I've been knocked out for a month...I am truly sorry with how long it has taken me to get this out. Had massive writers block and then completely lost motivation, but alas it's here! This will be the last long Kinktober part, from now on I am trying to keep them around the 3k max as otherwise it will take me forever to get through them all. Thank you for your patience and support, you are all so lovely! Hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think! 💕

CONTENT WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT

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Content Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI, Explicit Sexual Content, breeding kink, consensual vaginal penetration (reader on birth control), so much praise (Channie's speciality), begging, a single pussy slap, nibbles, swearing/cursing, dirty talk, soft dom/pleasure top Chan, creampie, breast play, very light and minimal restraint, slight possessiveness (pretty brief they just love each other), very very fluffy smut, toxic parents (treat reader as an object for business gain), reader feels trapped in a life they don't want, hints of homophobic parents (Minsung situation), pet names: (baby, pretty, beautiful, pretty girl, my girl, good girl).

You look down at the man who is kneeling on one knee in front of you, his shaky hand in yours. You had dreamt of this moment your entire life, every little girl had. The moment where the man you had given your heart to, gave you a promise to always protect it, an oath to stand by your side for the rest of his life through the symbolism of a ring in box.

Except the man knelt in front of you, caressing your hand tightly like he was as petrified as you were, looked up at you with pleading cat-like eyes, so different to the wolf shaped ones you had fallen for.

"Y/N?" Minho called your name urging you to answer him with a softness that was kind. His eyes flickering nervously around at the numerous people filling up the space for a closer look at the proposal. All waiting for your answer, but his eyes lingered on one member of the crowd longer than any, his eyes softening and glistening with regret.

Jisung.

Jisung was a close family friend of yours. He was the son of your father's university dorm mate, both growing up to become the wealthiest amongst their graduating class. Millionaires in their own right, despite you father's famous family linage and working their way up the food chain, creating one of the biggest pharmaceutical companies to come out of the pandemic.

Jisung for as long as you could remember had been a running candidate to take up the role of your husband and maybe if Minho never came into the picture, maybe his boba like eyes would be staring up at you right now.

Minho wasn't a stranger to you, he was a friend, a co-worker, someone you admired, but someone who would never hold your heart in the way that fantasy novels wrote of.

Minho was in love with Jisung.

Minho's secret relationship with Jisung had gone under the radar, no one suspecting a thing. Everyone ignoring the loving glances exchanged as they past each other in the board room when Jisung would frequently visit you, the smiles and laughter that Minho would provoke out of Jisung, the bright grins that no one could achieve but him.

You sometimes wondered whether everyone ignored the signs, the same way they had ignored yours, knowing that it would never be an option, so why worry about it?

Your engagement with Minho had been planned for months, calculated down to the day, detailed financial reports, publications organised and the wedding venue already booked. The board, your parents, his parents, your family and everyone that didn't matter to the situation, all in agreeance that your partnership would be the most beneficial. Everyone but the only two people that mattered.

You knew the consequences of rejecting this proposal. Especially in front of the many family members, business partners and future business partners that stood in the room. Objectively your future would be impacted, in ways you didn't care for and the disapproval you'd never overcome from your family. Looking into their panicked eyes as your own landed on them, said it all.

'Say yes or else.'

But love is intuitive.

Minho was in love with Jisung.

And you were in love with another.

Compassionate, courageous, hardworking, adventurous, ambitious, breathtakingly brilliant Chan.

You loved him with all your being.

A love you knew that only Minho and Jisung in this room could understand.

So you did the only thing that would give you more time, gracefully and perfectly executing a dramatic loss of consciousness.

You laid there eyes closed, keeping up the act un-moving as you heard a string of gasps echo around the ball room and you felt Minho kneel down next to you, his hands caressing your cheeks gently.

"Y/N?! Are you alright?" Minho questioned, concern filled in his normally smooth melodic voice, turning your face to inspect it.

You played your part, fluttering your eyes like you had just regained consciousness giving Minho a dazed expression.

"I-I think I should lay down." You whispered to him, squeezing his bicep with urgency, begging him to take you away from the situation.

The look in his eyes changed and as if you were speaking telepathically, you knew he understood this was just an act to get out of the engagement, and he gave you a small nod.

Your mother and Jisung came into view next to Minho, your mother looking down at you with judgment.

"Here let me help you daughter." You mother's tone was nurturing, bending down to be at level with you.

To anyone in the room, she appeared the vision of motherhood. Regal in her movements, kind in her words, but the look in her eyes as she stared at you coldly painted you a very different picture.

She leaned down enough so that the only people to hear her next words were you.

"This changes nothing."

Just like a switch had flicked, her cold words drifted and she helped Minho get you back on your feet and she turned to the crowd with an apologetic smile.

"Y/N will be retiring for the night, it seems she has been overwhelmed with joy from the proposal. Let us all move to the banquet hall and raise a toast to the newly engaged."

And just like that, the ball room emptied, following your parents out of the wide space. Leaving Minho and Jisung by your side.

"Are you okay?" Jisung asked eyeing you carefully, he knew better than to believe your mother's façade.

"No Ji, I can't do this." You didn't know what to feel. Rage, sadness, frustration, hurt, helplessness. It was all bubbling up within you, swirling around and creating the perfect storm, ready to erupt out of you at any minute.

"Let's go to your room, we chat more privately there." Minho offered, taking your hand in his and tilting his head at Jisung to encourage him to follow.

Minho had known you long enough to tell there was more to tonight than just a forced marriage proposal by your parents. Minho could understand the reasoning behind your hesitation, he knew of your secret rendezvous with Chan, even if the hesitancy was just a sign of rebellion against your parents, he'd understand.

But what Minho couldn't understand, was why you couldn't see that this was the best outcome for all of you.

With the two of you wed, you would be out of public interest, free to be with whomever you liked behind the scenes. You knew he loved Jisung, he knew you loved Chan. You both could be with the ones you'd like freely without anyone ever knowing, maybe not publicly or officially, but you'd be free of judgement, free of disappointing your parents. Was marrying him that terrible when it could solve a lot of your problems?

The three of you made hast up the stairs, wasting no time in getting to your bedroom.

You were now distant from the party, but even the privacy of your room didn't ease your feelings. You needed to get out of here.

You were sick of the secrets, sick of the gossip, the judgmental stares and the pressure, god you were sick of the pressure that weighed down on you.

Before you could even process your movements, you were darting around your room, shoving essentials in overnight bag, while Jisung stared at you with wide eyes.

Minho was too distracted, pacing by the closed doors lost in his own thoughts.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" Jisung asked you, dragging Minho's attention to you.

"I'm leaving, I can't breathe here Ji. I'm going to see Chan." You informed them, not stopping as you shoved more clothes into your bag.

"What are we going to do Y/N? You can't just run away from your problems, from our problems." Minho was frustrated, within reason, but he didn't give you a chance to answer him as he continued, "Is us getting married really that bad? It could solve so many issues." Minho suggested, moving to sit down on the end of your bed where he watched you shove more clothes into your bag.

"Minho it's not an option, I'm not doing that to us, to Ji, to Chan. They don't get to dictate who we love. I just- I just can't think right now." You answered, frustrated as you shoved your phone charger and other belongings into your bag.

Jisung let out a sigh and took the space next to Minho on your bed, placing his hand comfortingly over Minho's.

Minho suddenly rose from the bed, matching your frustration as he resumed his pacing, running his hands agitatedly through his hair.

"I hate that they've done this to us, but we can still be happy together Y/N. I won't stop you from being with Chan, I can still be with Ji." Minho said desperately trying to find the solution to make everyone happy, leaning against the wall for support as he slid down it to the floor by your door.

Jisung looked at him with sad eyes before turning to look at you.

You that held the key. Jisung knew that Minho was only going along with everything to protect you from your parent's wrath. Minho knew the hold they had on you, the threats, the cage they had you trapped in with their money.

But what Minho and Jisung didn't know, was that you had thought about this. For the last few months in bed beside Chan when you woke before him and you glanced at Chan sleeping, right before he arose greeting you with a soft smile. When you sat at dinner feeling miserable with the life you continued to suffer in, at the life where Minho and Jisung had to hide away their feelings to protect your image.

It wasn't fair for any of you. And it was time you ended it.

"We all deserve to live a happy life, out in the open with the people we love. You both deserve to be happy." You announced, packing the final things in your bags that you needed, placing it on the bed next to Jisung to zip it up.

You slung your bag over your shoulder and turned to Minho with a gentle smile.

"Minho I can't accept your proposal, but I know Ji will." You placed a hand on Jisung's shoulder giving him a soft squeeze as he glanced up at your with wide eyes of surprise.

Minho's head raised out of his hands to stare at you with as much shock as Jisung and you gave him a brighter smile.

"We will figure it all out, but I am going to be with Chan. I choose love. I don't care if I lose it all, but I can't lose him." With those as your final words, you made your way over to your bedroom window, tracking the same path down the side of your balcony to the roof of the lower level and to the ground, that you always took during the many nights you snuck out to be with Chan.

As you made your way to the footpath, you turned to glance back at your balcony to see the faint silhouette of Minho and Jisung embracing.

You knew it wouldn't be easy but it would be worth it in the end.

Your arrangement with the guards of cash for silence and no questions, was still held in place as you slipped them some notes and climbed into the backseat of your chauffer.

Your driver looked at you through the revision mirror intently, his eyes full of curiosity as he took in the bag on the seat beside you.

"Chan's house? Miss Y/L/N." He questioned, seemingly already knowing the answer from the numerous times he had taken you there.

You nodded turning to gaze out the window as you watched your old life pass you by and then fade out of view.

The ride to Chan's wasn't an overly long one, but it gave you enough time to think clearly, enough time to hesitate and tell the driver to turn around. But you didn't. Your mind was made up and there was no turning back now.

Chan had sent you a message during the party to wish you luck with the night, reminding you that whatever your decision was he would respect, that he understood and that he loved you, and you loved him even more for it.

As soon as the car pulled up on the sidewalk of Chan's unit, you thanked the driver and gave him a tip for the ride, before dashing up to Chan's door.

You knocked impatiently, not being able to hide your excitement. You'd really done it. You'd finally decided to leave and never look back.

It was terrifying, you felt a sense of guilt, but overwhelmingly you were happy, happy to finally live a life that you were in control of and you couldn't wait to tell Chan the news.

Chan's door swung open to reveal a head of messy curls, a white tank top with car oil stains on it tucked into baggy denim jeans and sewn together with a torn black belt.

Chan had clearly only been home a short while from his job at the garage down the road, but he still greeted you with enthusiasm, a wide smile curving up his lips as he registered your presence.

"Y/N? I didn't expect to see you tonight, how was the-" He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence as you flung yourself into his arms, throwing your bag to the side and hiding your face into his neck as you finally let your emotions overcome you.

Chan although shocked, instantly pulled you into his arms, caressing you gently against his chest, but he stayed silent, allowing you a moment to calm down.

You couldn't help the few tears that spilled, landing on his exposed shoulder as you felt relief wash over you. You finally felt safe and more importantly, you finally felt home.

"What happened tonight?" Chan finally spoke, one hand delicately smoothing over your hair and his other shutting the door behind you, before finding its place in the small of your back to comfort you further.

You knew he wasn't just asking what happened to get you in this state, you knew he would be curious as to what your answer was to the proposal from Minho, but Chan continued to prove he'd always put your well being over his own feelings.

You pulled away enough to come face to face with Chan, taking in his features as you traced his jawline with your finger, a small smile lighting up your cheeks in contrast with the tears still in your eyes.

You took in a breath and looked into his wolf like eyes, the caramel in them intently scanning yours to find the meaning behind your actions.

"I'm done Chan. I'm done being their puppet." You answered finally. You wanted your voice to match the courage in your decision, but instead it came out weakened, tired from the years of being used as a business proposition, your life always mapped out to align with your family's desires.

Chan couldn't hide the shock evident in the way his eyes widened and his mouth parted, but it was quickly overturned with a smile so bright you felt the moonlight radiate off him.

"Wait, are you serious? What does that mean? You said no?" Chan asked quickly, not being able to contain his excitement despite his confusion.

You giggled at him fondly, taking his face into your hands and caressing his cheeks gently.

"It means, I am yours and only yours. I will never go back there. I want a life of my own, a life where I choose who I spend the rest of my life with. I choose you Chan." You whispered leaning your forehead against his, needing every part of you as close to him as you could, as if it would make up for the distance your parents had tried to create between you.

Chan pondered your words for a moment, soaking in the seriousness of them, but then his face faltered, his eyebrows drew together and he took a step back from your hold.

"Y/N, I have nothing to offer you. I have minimal income, this unit is the only thing in my possession. The life I can offer you will be hard. Your parents threatened to cut you off, they threatened to close down the garage I work for...Is this wise?" Chan looked defeated, that the prospect of you two having the life you always desired together was impossible.

But the life you wanted so desperately was just out of reach.

You reached out to cup his cheeks again, firmly looking into his eyes so he could see the sincerity behind them as you spoke.

"Chan we will figure everything out, I assure you. I don't care what they throw at us, I know we can work through this together. I only want you, it has always been you and it will always be you."

His face softened, taken a back by your declaration, but he leaned into your touch. He had missed your touch.

Three years you had known him, three years you had loved him. Three years of hiding in the shadows and three years of you knowing that it would all lead to tonight, the night you finally put everything else aside to step forward with him by your side. It was all he'd ever wanted, all you ever wanted and it was finally true.

He leaned in taking you by surprise with a gentle kiss. His lips moved slowly, passionately and you felt your head spin as he deepened the kiss, taking you into his arms once again and holding you against him with a gentle firmness that made your heart melt.

"I love you." He whispered, swallowing the sweet sigh that left your lips and floated into his.

You hadn't seen Chan much lately, with everything ramping up with the planned proposal and your parents keeping you on a tight leash. You'd miss the feeling of his skin under yours, the feeling of dried sweat that clung to his messy brown curls as you laced your fingers through them, tugging on them slightly.

Chan moaned deeply into your mouth at the action, only urging you to continue as you pressed your body flush against his.

"I love you so much, I've missed you so much." You moaned back into him, separating your lips to give you a chance to gaze into his lust filled eyes.

He stared down at you, running his thumb against your bottom lip and eyeing you carefully.

"You'll never have to miss me again." He promised, sliding his hands down to grip onto your thighs, pulling you up into his arms as he moved you over to his bed. You giggled as you clung to him.

Chan had such an incredible skill of removing all your worries once you were in his arms, like the two of you were the only ones left in the entire world. He laid you down carefully on his bed, trapping you in his arms and he paused for a moment to take the time to scan over you below him.

You looked up at him matching the love in his eyes and you felt it right then and there, that there was no where you'd rather be, you felt connected to him more than you'd ever been before.

He looked down at you like you were his universe and when he looked into your eyes like he was now, you truly believed the love you had for him flowed through him and right back into you.

"You're so perfect." Chan praised through swollen pink lips and you felt your cheeks heat to match the colour of them, squirming shyly under him.

"Don't turn shy on me now, pretty." He smiled, leaning in to press kisses along your jawline that had your skin tingling with need.

You sighed contently as his kisses progressed down to your neck, his nose trailing each kiss.

"Want to be like this forever." You admitted honestly, feeling your heart speaking before your mind could process the words.

You felt his lips form another smile against your skin before he pulled away from you to kneel between your legs that had opened for him instinctively.

He leaned back on his heels, his hands trailing down your curves to land on your thighs and he gave them a squeeze, appreciating the softness of them.

"Forever?" He questioned you with a playful glint his eyes.

"If you'll have me." You answered instantly.

You knew he was trying to lighten the mood, not wanting to put any pressure on you after the events of tonight, and you appreciated it, but you knew what you wanted.

You saw his emotions shift as he took in your honest response and he gave you another of his beautiful smiles as his fingers trailed under your evening dress, pushing it up.

"Forever it is then."

His fingers reached for your panties and he didn't hesitate to remove them, pressing kisses into your knee as he helped glide them down and over your heels.

Every movement he made as he removed not only your clothes but his, was delicate, slow and he lingered his fingertips on your skin for as long as he could. His eyes never left yours, sinking pools of hope, desire and love, and you were drowning in them, soaking up every piece of himself he gave you with every touch.

There you both were, completely exposed to each other and yet you both didn't speak or move, just staring deeply into each others eyes. Your eyes whispering all the unspoken feelings you'd never be able to explain.

"I want you to be sure." Chan finally broke the silence, his hands smoothing over your thighs, "I want you to be sure you want this future. Nothing will ever be the same again."

You sat up, wrapping your arms around his neck and gave him a smile.

"I don't want it to be the same Channie. I want a future with you in it. Completely in it. For the rest of tonight, don't think about them or what ifs. Think about us, think about the life we could have." You whispered softly, ghosting your lips against his as you continued to hold his gentle gaze.

He closed his eyes, imaging the life ahead of you both and he smiled.

"Our life." He voiced his thoughts, "A life where you're my wife, a life with our beautiful children and a life filled with happiness."

You smiled back at him and bit your bottom lip shyly.

"Then why do you stop yourself from having that life Channie, I'm right here. Give me that life." You pleaded, falling back to the mattress, laying yourself bare for him.

His eyes scanned over every inch of your body before coming back up to yours, they were searing with desire.

"Don't say things like that to me baby." His smile turned into a sly smirk as he descended on you, his hands gliding up to cup your breasts.

You moaned breathlessly unprepared for the sensation as he took your nipple between his fingers, leaning down to press more kisses into your shoulders before moving to whisper in your ear,

"Or I'll give you those children before we're both ready for them."

You gasped at the sudden change in his demeanor, hands moving quickly to grip his biceps trying to ground yourself and bring sense back to the room that seemed to have started spinning by his words. Your hips rutting up and grazing over his hardened cock uncontrollably.

"Oh, you want that, pretty girl?" Chan smirked down at you in surprise, still squeezing and rolling your nipple, as he bent down to kitten lick it, causing you to moan loudly. "You want me to breed you?"

You both knew that the birth control implanted in your arm would hinder any chances of you actually becoming pregnant tonight, but the thought alone of Chan filling you with the intention to conceive was causing your body to reach abnormal temperatures.

"Y-yes, please I want you so bad Channie." You whimpered, hips wriggling impatiently searching for friction.

"You don't need to beg, beautiful." His husky voice ringed in your ears as his hands abandoned your breasts, sweeping down to open your legs and put your cunt on display for him. You let him expose you as you looked down at him with pleading big eyes, the anticipation eating away at you, wanting him to touch you properly.

Chan hummed a grunt as he took your dripping cunt in, a finger swiping through your folds and collecting your juices for him to taste. You watched as his finger disappeared in his mouth.

"You taste so fucking good." He moaned at the taste of you on his tongue and you whined back as he softly slapped your cunt, your body jolting from the impact of pleasure mixed with pain that was so different to your usual soft love making.

"Such a good girl for me always, I'll give you anything you want." He praised, patiently waiting for you to give him an order to fulfill.

"W-want you to make me yours." You whimpered shyly.

"Yeah? Want me to claim you? Breed you till you can't take anymore of my cum?" Chan taunted, licking over your hardened buds knowing full well the affect it was having on you as you arched your back into him wanting more.

"F-fuck...yes, please, please." You were already babbling, eyelashes fluttering with pleasure, drunk on him already, desperate to have him fill you the only way he could.

He grabbed your chin, forcing you to focus in on his eyes again and he bent down to kiss you, but before your lips connected he spoke in the deepest voice you'd ever heard from him. His tone was a mixture of huskiness and gravel that had your cunt fluttering for him.

"You're mine. Forever."

His lips attached to yours hungrily, lips moving in perfect sync as you felt him reach down to grasp his cock, nudging the tip of it at your entrance. He coated it in your essence, sending shock wave after shock wave of pleasure through you as he grazed your clit.

"Think you can take all of me?" Chan grunted, pulling away from your lips to lick over his hungrily, not wanting to waste anymore time and wanting to feel you wrap yourself around him, giving yourself to him fully.

You nodded, "Need you."

"I'll take it slow, if it's too much tell me baby."

You didn't have even a second to appreciate his gentlemen like behaviour as he impatiently breached your entrance, pushing just his tip inside your slippery and waiting walls.

You whined at the stretch, feeling it burn as you tried to take as much of his length as you could and Chan moaned, hissing at the tightness of your warm cunt.

"Fucking hell, always so tight for me." He hissed out letting his hand fall from his cock to rub gentle circles over your clit, trying to ease the sting of his cock stretching you out.

The pain of you being filled so quickly with every inch that pressed up against your walls was quickly being overtaken by the pleasure Chan was creating on your clit and your moans were increasing as your walls relaxed, sucking his cock in greedily.

"That's it baby." Chan moaned, thrusting in slowly to bottom out in the deepest part within you and pausing a moment to allow you to adjust to his size.

You moaned back at him, your hands raising to drag your fingernails across his chiseled abdominal muscles, needing to return some of the pleasure he was adorning on you.

He closed his eyes at your touch like he was trying to hold himself back from absolutely ruining you as you continued your assault to his sides, watching his body shudder under your touch.

"You're so good to me baby, but tonight is about you." Chan uttered as he took your wrists in his large hands, pinning them down beside your head.

Your hips rutted up into him, feeling yourself relax completely in his hold, more of your wetness coating Chan's cock that was buried deeply inside you, and that was enough for Chan to begin thrusting into you with a moan.

His hips rolled into yours slowly at first, taking his time with every stroke so you could feel his entire length drag against your walls. With every thrust he ensured his cock was rammed all the way back in, hitting the deepest parts of you.

He was still holding your wrists, grunting in your ear as his lips found there way back to your neck, taking the skin there between his teeth and lips. He was nibbling your neck softly, moaning against the skin and surely leaving marks for you to relive tonight over and over again at the sight of them tomorrow.

Everything Chan did had you reeling, your body was hot, your walls fluttering around his cock and you could already feel the knot in your stomach begin to tighten at the thought of Chan keeping his promise.

Your hands were clenching, desperate to feel Chan's skin under them once again. The restraint Chan had on your wrists was sending waves of pleasure through you as his thrusts picked up, his hips rolling into you at a faster past, but he still ensured every thrust was deep enough to hit your cervix and send stars shooting across your vision.

Chan could feel you wriggling in his hold and he detached himself from your neck to gaze down at you below him.

"You feel fucking incredible." He moaned eyeing your hands trying to grasp something to ground yourself and a smirk played across his lips as an idea came to mind.

One hand left your wrist, smoothing down your hips until he reached the back of your thigh, pushing your leg up toward your stomach, giving Chan a better angle. At the same time, his other hand moved from your wrist to hold your hand, interlocking his fingers with yours.

Your jaw dropped as heavy breaths slipped through your lips, eyes locked with Chan's. It was such a innocent act, but it filled your heart with so much love and desire for the man above you. You had sex plenty of times with Chan before tonight, and you didn't know if it was the night's earlier events or the love blooming between the two of you, but you had never felt more connected to Chan. It was sending you to new heights.

"Channie." You moaned, your hand tightening in his, clutching on for dear life as your other hand went to tangle themselves in his hair.

He let out what you could only describe as a growl at the feeling of your fingers on his scalp, and he pushed your thigh harder towards your stomach, giving himself more leverage as his thrusts increased.

"Tell me how much you want it." Chan grunted, taking your hardened bud back into his mouth.

It took you a moment to process the meaning behind his words through the haze that was enrapturing your entire body with the extra stimulant, but you managed to respond.

"So so much Channie, please." You begged.

Chan playfully nipped at your breast and your body responded arching into him as your hips moved to meet his thrusts, chasing your and his highs.

"You can do better than that pretty girl." Chan cooed adding more nips to your breast upon your reaction.

His cock was now pounding into you. Delicious sounds of skin colliding, moans echoing off the walls and the squelching of his cock entering you over and over again, had you closer than ever to ascending.

"Please fill me Channie, w-wanna cum with you." You whimpered, the sensations blending as one, your orgasm creeping closer as your walls tightened around his cock.

"Shit baby." Chan cursed. The way your walls were clenching down on him, trapping him inside you like your body was screaming in need of being bred was urging him on to fulfill your desires.

Suddenly you felt pleasure erupt from your clit as Chan's hand left your thigh to circle it, the rhythm of his fingers a pace your heartbeat couldn't keep up with.

"G-Gon-na" You couldn't even comprehend the words, let alone warn Chan of your approaching orgasm, but Chan didn't need you to warn him. The way your thighs were twitching, hand shaking in his was enough to tell him.

"Cum baby, cum around my cock and I'll give you what you deserve. Gonna breed you so full, stuff you so full of me, you'll take it, right?" Chan was just incoherent as you, babbling anything his cock wanted you to hear.

It was all too much. Overwhelmed, your orgasm ripped through you. His name a scream as your body convulsed in his embrace. He was cursing, watching you with eyes of astonishment as he witnessed the way your eyebrows drew together, eyes squeezed shut letting your orgasm wash over you and around him.

"That's my girl. Take it." Chan growled, his fingers leaving your clit so his hand could anchor on your hips, allowing you to ride the rest of your high on his cock as he pounded repeatedly into you, chasing his own release.

His cock twitched inside of you, shoving it as deep as he could go, his warm seed spilling inside of you. His eyes closed and his head tilted back, cursed out moans falling from his puffy lips as your walls milked him.

You were sure this was what heaven felt like, you were floating, yet you were encased in strong angel like arms that reminded you that this was your life, this was your home.

You felt full, satisfied and completely utterly loved.

Chan was breathing heavily into your hair as he snuggled closer to you, not wanting to withdraw from you in any aspect. Your chest rose and fell harshly as you both basked in the peaceful afterglow of such intense physical and mental emotions.

"Baby..." Chan called to you as he slid slowly to lay next to you.

You turned your face to look into his eyes, silently telling him you were listening and one of his hands landed gently over your stomach, smoothing over the skin and caressing it delicately.

"I want that future with you. Whatever it takes." He whispered, fondly crossing the distance between the two of you to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

Tears pricked behind your eyes as you allowed yourself to soak up the overflowing love Chan was bestowing upon you, still overwhelmed from your climax as you stared deeply into his wolf like eyes. The eyes you had fallen for three years ago and forever more.

"I won't let them take it from us." You promised him, placing your hand over his on your stomach.

Chan smiled brightly at your promise.

There would be obstacles, hardships and pain, but nothing could extinguish the fire that burned between you two and the hope that one day the future you both craved would be the present.

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Reformed playboy/frat boy is making me both happy and worried/anxious. Also, super sad that I have been binging this and there's only like one or two chapters left before I have to wait for updates 😭😭

Cigarettes and Cliche's (Part 10)

Pairings: Bad Boy Felix x Reader Word Count: 5.5K Genre: Collage AU, Slow Burn Romance Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Alcohol, Smoking

He was the most impractical guy for you to be interested in the incredibly handsome cliché bad boy who collected girls like trophies. As hard as you wanted to stay away you couldn't even if it might cost you everything and leave you heartbroken you couldn't ignore him.

You felt lighter now that Seungmin and Jeongin knew but you knew they were still going to be protective of you and once they got used to it would start taking the piss out of you. What you didn’t expect though was the kid glove treatment that you got the following morning when they decided to join you at the table while you savored your coffee.

“What are you doing today?” Seungmin asked after swallowing a mouthful of cereal.

“I’m working later but not much” you smiled, noticing they both had bowls so that meant no smoke alarms for burnt toast at least.

“Are you going to see Felix?” Jeongin questioned not looking up at you.

“Is there a reason we are playing twenty questions?” you mused looking at each of them pointedly as flush crept up their ears.

“No, I just am curious,” he blinked owlishly.

“I don’t know what I’m doing today. I could study a bit and I think Changbin and Han wanted to grab dinner at some point so I’m not sure” you shrugged feeling satisfied that they were only being sweet.

“There is a party tonight if you want to come, after work of course, your boyfriend will probably be there” Seungmin smirked which made you roll your eyes.

“Maybe it depends on my shift” you sighed feigning indifference even though a spike of nervousness shot through you“I assume you will be spying on him to make sure he behaves himself?”.

“No…well yeah” Jeongin grinned shamelessly.

“To be honest I don't know how people will react if they see us together so soon after the Nali thing” you chewed the inside of your cheek and frowned. Part of you didn't care what people thought you wanted to be with Felix and you were happy but another part of you was scared that people would think you were a liar and that maybe Nali was right about you even though you had proved at the time she wasn't.

“You don't have to worry about that, I swear no one will say anything” Seungmin interjected sympathetically, his hand reaching out to squeeze your forearm. Besides, do you really think that Felix won't punch on if someone insults you? Shit I'll join in too”.

“I would prefer that there were no fights” you rolled your eyes remembering the first time you had met Felix had been due to Seungmin losing a fight.

“Well I won't be getting in any fights, blood would ruin my outfit” Jeongin smirked, not reassuring you at all as he got up to put his cup in the sink.

“Boys.” you sighed heavily, your sarcasm obvious while trying not to smile as you too moved to put your dishes in the sink. “I’ll be in my room if you need me”.

Retreating to your room you sat at your small desk and woke up your laptop, you really should get a little bit more studying in before the final weekend of the break actually hit you and you would need to figure out which tests you could show to your parents without them realizing you had over exaggerated now much work you needed to get done before the starting week of the new semester. An hour passed before you stopped to stare at the screen, your grades were high, your scores were damn good and your lowest grade would be an A- even if you missed a few of the graded minor papers that would be required in the next 10 weeks but you knew that would not be enough for them.

Lix, Do you really think I could change my degree? Would the university inform anyone if I did?

You typed quickly, still not totally comfortable to just call in case he was still sleeping. When you went back to the University portal and left your academic outcomes you clicked on the link giving you information about changing majors, degrees or doctorates scanning the pages for what the most negative outcome would be for you. With the grades you had in the mathematical side you would be pretty much level in that aspect of the change but you would have to add a whole extra year to be able to achieve the design grades for you to be able to graduate.

You want to change to architecture? That’s great baby I’m so proud of you x

The uni wouldn’t tell anyone unless it fucked up your scholarship. But I will help you figure it out, my super smart baby.

Your stomach dropped, your scholarship, how could you forget something so important the only reason you could attend was that scholarship and if it jeopardized that there was no way you could even afford to attend university anymore let alone add a year to change your career. Taking a couple of deep breaths you picked up your phone and dialed Felix if he answered he was awake at least. It only rang once before his deep albeit croaky voice filled your ear.

“Morning baby” he answered, sounding slightly groggy.

“Did I wake you Lix? I’m sorry” you pouted apologetically, your cursor hovering over the button leading to the contact of the administration about how they could help you.

“Nah I’ve been awake for a while, just had a late night “you could hear the smile in his voice “you want to change your degree? That’s a huge deal baby I’m proud of you”.

“I want to, I want to be able to do what I want in my life” you admitted the heat climbing up your neck as he snickered quietly.

“Do what you want hey? Like sneaking off and getting a boyfriend?” you could almost see the smug face you knew he was pulling. “Going on dates and partying?”.

“Something like that” you mumbled feeling shy “but only if it doesn’t mess up my scholarship”.

“We can sort that out if it comes to it but it might not” Felix reassured you, the sound of fabric moving was distracting you slightly.

“What are you doing? I can hear all this moving” you asked trying to distract Felix from provoking you any further.

“I’m still in bed baby, just looking at the view, wishing you were here and as half dressed as I am” he teased huskily, making the blood rush not only to your face in embarrassment but also far lower on your anatomy.

“I’m hanging up now” you groaned, placing your other hand on your cheek to cool it down.

“No baby don’t go I’m just playing I promise” he protested sincerely “There is a party tonight do you want to come with me? Did you want to come over here since they guys will be going and we could hang out”.

“I have work this afternoon so If you want to go you should I can text you if I’m going and we can decide then. I don’t want to pull you away from all your fun to have a boring night with me” you smiled honestly not minding at all Felix had proved you could trust him after all.

“I would rather have fun with you than go to a party and spend the night thinking about you” Felix admitted, clearing his throat softly as soon as the words left his mouth, his words making you feel warm all over.

“Alright Lix, I’ll talk to you later” you whispered, turning your attention back to your screen to click on the email template for making an appointment to change up your degree.

“You will baby” Felix answered making a small kiss noise before hanging up leaving you feeling flustered all over again. Giggling breathily you had to admit he was a massive flirt when he wanted to be and he flustered you so easily it was almost pathetic.

Filling out all your details and your questions about changing from accounting to architecture and whether that would affect your finances and scholarship you hit send and hoped that you would get an answer before the start of classes. Checking the time you got yourself ready for work, when you finally emerged from your solitude you found Seungmin and Jeongin booting up the game console in the lounge so they could play something while you went to get a snack.

“Guys I’m thinking about doing something drastic and I want your opinion” you announced flopping onto the other couch to watch them play.

“Is it drastically stupid like sleeping with Felix? Or is it drastic like quitting your job?” Seungim asked jokingly, not looking at you.

“I’m thinking of changing my degree” you confessed, making Jeongin drop his controller and Seungmin hit pause immediately so they could both gawk at you.

“You're dropping out of accounting?” Jeongin blinked at you confused.

“Well I’d change from accounting to something I would rather do, since being an accountant is what my parents wanted me to be” you explained carefully.

“What would you change it to?” Seungmin asked, perplexed that you were going to give up a degree you were working so hard on.

“Architecture, that’s what I wanted to do” you continued the corners of your lips turning upward as you watched their confusion melt away into encouraging smiles.

“You should do it, shouldn’t she Seung? You should follow the career you want” Jeongin nodded excitedly, elbowing Seungmin.

“Fuck yeah you should” Seungmin grinned “If it will make you happy then do it you would be incredible at it”.

“Even if it means I would have to move back into the dorms because I couldn’t pay to live here anymore? Even if it means a whole extra year added to my studies? Even if it means my scholarship might be in jeopardy?” you stressed each question falling as rapidly as gunfire from your lips.

“Yes” Seungmin nodded earnestly “Absolutely”.

“Your so smart and have such good grades you could probably get another scholarship or even a full ride one so you wouldn’t have to worry about your parents anymore at all” Jeongin’s eyes lit up as he thought up ideas for how to work around any obstacles “You wouldn’t need to move we could totally cover your rent for a while anyway until you either got a better job than the coffee shop or you started getting Study Aid payments”.

“You couldn’t do that Innie! I wouldn’t let you” you insisted back gently not wanting to sound ungrateful for his support but also not willing to take advantage of him.

“We could and we would” Seungmin shrugged “But that is getting way ahead of ourselves anyway”. Easily dismissing the idea before it could become a proper issue between you all “We would only need to worry about that if it came to it”.

“So I guess don’t think it's a stupid idea then?” you sighed feeling like it mustn’t be that far fetched if the smartest of your friends thought it wasn’t dumb.

“It’s a great idea, you should talk to Han about it. He changed his degree after only half a semester when he first started because he realized he hated what he had chosen” Jeongin added, picking up his controller again.

“I’ll even say dating a man whore isn’t a dumb idea if he gets you to make decisions about doing things that you want to do for your life instead of living for your parents” Seungmin waggled his eyebrows at you.

“Seung fuck off” you grumbled thowing a cushion at him and going to make a coffee “I could have way stupider ideas like telling my parents I want to change career options…. Or dating Minho”.

You had been at work for a little over an hour when you noticed Changbin and Chan wander in, each giving you a little wave before grabbing a seat in the back corner of the cafe still deep in their own conversation. From your spot behind the coffee machine you could see that it seemed to be a serious chat between the two of them with Changbin looking slightly annoyed at whatever Chan was saying but your attention instantly turned to the register when you heard Han’s voice ordering their drinks. He moved over towards the end of the counter where you were working leaning casually against the wood countertop.

“Hey, you still up for dinner with the three of us tomorrow?” He greeted you energetically while watching you steam another jug of milk.

“Of course, unless you have more exciting plans” you giggled watching him start bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet.

“Nope, getting to hang out with you without Seung and Innie is a treat we will not pass up” Han informed you with an overly dramatic wink.

“I’ll bring your drinks over to you. I'm due my first break by then” you smiled gesturing him to go and sit down, which he did joining back into their conversation. You made the four drinks Han had ordered, confused about the fourth but still, but took them over all the same after slipping off your apron and grabbing your phone. One of your other coworkers had already delivered the food that Han had ordered and they were already picking at a basket of fries by the time you got to the table

“The last ones for you before you ask” Han interrupted your thoughts making you huff out a small laugh on your way to put the tray back on the counter before joining them again.

“So where are we going for dinner and what time?” you asked, looking between them for answers.

“The new fancy burger place a few blocks from here and what time do you finish?” Changbin replied, taking his first sip of coffee and closing his eyes to enjoy it “God I needed coffee”.

“Happy to provide it” you nodded and I’ll be finished at 7 tomorrow” you smiled.

“Oh we will meet you here then if you like, you don’t need to get changed, it's just a burger place” Chan stated easily “unless you want to go home and change, in which case I’ll pick you up from the apartment if that’s better for you?”.

“I’m not making you drive to my place and get me since it’s the opposite direction Chan” you sighed “but I will go home and change. I'm too clumsy to stay perfectly clean for a whole shift”.

“Easy We will pick you up at 7:45 then” Chan grinned, making Han laugh and you roll your eyes.

“None of us are letting you walk that far after it's gotten dark” Changbin smirked, “just let him win”.

“Fine you win! 7:45 at the apartment then” you groaned playfully while drinking the iced coffee Han had so generously ordered for you.

“There is a party that the others are all heading to that we were thinking about hitting tonight” Han added meeting your eyes “It will be larger than the last one but we will look after you, even get the manwhores in on it inbetween their slutty behaviors”.

“I’ll think about it” you relented knowing that you would end up going because you were feeling that it was greedy to steal Felix away from his friends constantly. “Oh! Changbin I forgot Hana asked me to give you her number if you were remotely interested” you looked at him happily to change the topic of conversation.

“Hana? Do I know a Hana?” Changbin narrowed his eyes and poked the tip of his tongue out between his lips as he thought hard about who this mystery girl was.

“She’s the coworker who thought you were cute the other day” you giggled making him relax as Han and Chan chuckled at him.

“Oh yeah you said that, sure” he shrugged, opening his phone for you to add her details.

“It’s only if you want though I didn’t promise her anything” you added as you saved her number and slid his phone back to him.

“Changbin has had his eye on someone but I think he may have figured out it’s one-sided” Han teased mercilessly, picking up several fries and shoving them in his mouth as Changbin glared at him.

“Not like he did anything about it so how would she even have known?” Chan added snickering as the flush that was forming on Changbin’s cheeks deepened.

“Don’t listen to them if she knows but doesn’t act on it she is dumb” you smiled sweetly at Changbin hoping to make him feel better “But if she doesn’t know that’s on you big guy because I’m sure you’re a catch”.

“Yeah I was slow on it and she’s interested in someone else I’m pretty sure, but Hana was pretty but I’m not sure if she’s your friend you have shown you have poor taste” Changbin retorted but smiled at you regardless.

“Wow. I mean sure blame me for the fact that the man whore’s caused problems” you spluttered jokingly. “Especially since pretty much all my friends are your friends too. What does that say about you?”.

“So are any of you going to tell me who the girl was or am I going to have to guess?” you smirked remembering that Seungmin had flippantly told you that Changbin would be crushed by the news of your dating status change.

“Umm… that isn’t important but I have heard a strange rumor from Minho” Han butted in, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Oh yeah and what would that be?” you tried sounding sarcastic but it instead sounded flat, you knew that Minho must have already started dropping hints to the others hoping to catch you out.

“Apparently that hoodie you wore to our place wasn’t yours, apparently it belongs to a guy” he smirked, taking a sip of his coffee and looking straight at you.

“So this juicy rumor is that I borrowed a hoodie?” you replied dryly, pursing your lips to contain the laugh that was trying to escape you.

“When you say it like that it doesn’t sound as suspicious” Han whined admitting his defeat by shoving some more fries in his mouth and grumbling around them.

“But ok then I admit it, it wasn’t my hoodie” you chuckled watching him sulk as Chan raised his eyebrows ready to question you again but you cut him off by standing up and grabbing your almost finished drink. “My break is over, I'll see you later”.

Going back behind the counter and putting your apron back on you quickly let Felix know what you were doing, he could be the one to decide how public your dating would be and you would just go with it.

Lix I think I want to go to the party tonight xx

Not waiting for an answer you began making more coffees for the orders that had come in during the changeover between your break and your co workers. Hoping the rest of the shift wouldn’t drag on too much and that Chan didn’t come over to ask you any more questions.

I’ll pick you up baby.

Fuck I’ve missed you I hope you don’t mind if I can’t keep my hands off you.

Unless you don’t want me too ;)

Blood rushed to your cheeks as his messages came in one after the other making you feel almost dizzy, you mentally slapped yourself and tried desperately to concentrate on work.

You rushed home after your shift to give you time to get ready, Seungmin was showering when you got in so you passed his room completely before knocking on Jeongin's door.

"What's up?" he questioned, opening the door for you but going instantly back to his bed where he was putting together possible outfits for the night.

"Innie you have a far better fashion sense than me. Can I get some advice?" you grimaced knowing he was going to either tease you or complain about your entire wardrobe.

"Are you coming with us tonight?" his eyes widened excitedly. “Do you need my help to make you look hot for your new boyfriend?”.

"I was going to go with you but if you’re going to tease me all night I won’t. I thought I should ask you for help because maybe I should look at least a little bit nicer. Especially since it will be the first time I'm at a frat party with Felix, and I don't actually know IF he's even going to acknowledge that we are together in public yet. But I don't want him to be disappointed that I didn't make an effort to look nice and not embarrass him" you rambled until you almost ran out of breath leaving Jeongin looking at you like you were unintentionally hilarious but that he understood your concerns so he was trying really hard not to laugh at you.

"Felix doesn’t care how you dress, obviously, and I’m sure he would never be embarrassed by you either'' Jeongin shook his head letting a small giggle escape his throat.

“Thank you Innie” you sighed heavily, chewing on your lip as he looked you over.

"Come on let's see what I can do with your terrible closet" he sighed dramatically walking out of his room and towards yours while you huffed and followed him dragging your feet. Jeongin basically emptied your entire wardrobe looking at everything you owned frowning, sighing, rolling his eyes and then frowning again.

"We are going shopping after this" he grumbled putting his hand up towards you without even looking at you "that is a statement not a request your clothes are tragic".

"I'm not going to be taking up partying Innie" you sulked instantly realizing how much of your savings he would insist you blow on clothes that were unimportant anyway since you might not be able to afford them later.

"Stop thinking so hard" Seungmin smirked from the doorway no doubt hearing the conversation while he was getting dressed. "He won't let you pay for it so you might as well make it easier for yourself".

"So do I have anything worthy of wearing or should I just stay home so I don't cause you a lifetime of shame for being seen with me?" you whined as Jeongin held out his hands with a large black lump of fabric in it.

"This skirt and top with a pair of tights, black preferably but your lace once would work too, with your boots and I will lend you a jacket if you promise not to get it filthy" he smiled pleased with his decision.

"Alright if you are sure'' you nodded, smiling relieved as you were not sure if you would regret this but at least Jeongin deemed this to be enough to not embarrass yourself in public. Jeongin left your room shoving Seungmin playfully as he passed, letting the door swing shut behind him. Pondering your decision one last time you pulled your shirt over your head and started undoing your jeans.

"Wear a nice bra too, would you" Jeongin yelled through the door making you jump.

"Innie!" you screamed feeling both panicked and annoyed at his audacity, you heard him laugh again as you begrudgingly followed his instructions and found a nicer bra to put on instead of the plain pale blue one you had on. You were annoyed when you looked at yourself in the mirror and realized he had been right, even down to the bra, you did look considerably better than you usually looked even when you tried to look pretty but you were never going to admit that. The black top clung to you in a flattering way and the skirt fell just past your mid thigh. Your black tights gave you a little more cover and you knew your boots would make it look casual enough to not look overdressed. Scrunching up your face you went into the bathroom to touch up your makeup and finish getting ready.

Going back into the lounge you were not expecting to find both of your roommates waiting for you to show them your outfit but both nodded approvingly as you carried your combat boots out with you.

“I would say I have excelled given how boring your clothes are” Jeongin poked fun at you again while motioning for you to turn around so he could see the full outfit.

“Pretty” Seungmin smiled before looking down at his phone “Should we grab something on the way or order in?”.

“Order in” you suggested going into the kitchen to look what there may have been in the fridge to snack on.

“Easy, did you want a lift with us? Is Felix coming to get you?” Seungmin continued tapping away on his phone ordering whatever it was he wanted.

“He said he would pick me up” you called your head still in the fridge frowning because you were sure it had only been a few days since Jeongin had been shopping and there was hardly any food left. You could hear them bickering about how how much tteokbokki to order on the side so when the buzzer for the lobby doors sounded you knew you would need to answer it, pressing the button you couldn’t help the smile that graced your lips when you saw Felix, who blew you a kiss, in the video screen.

“I’ve ordered” Seungmin called down the hall going back to whatever he was doing before you left your room. A soft knock drew your attention straight back to the door which you tried not to wrench open too quickly.

“Shit baby” Felix whistled looking you up and down before stepping inside and pulling you into his arms to kiss you gently “you look too good”. You shyly buried your head into his shoulder, slapping him softly on his shoulder.

“Come in we're just waiting on some food so the boys don’t get annihilated again” you took his hand and led him down the hallway only to stop as soon as you entered the lounge room unsure if you should be holding Felix’s hand or if that was considered too childish.

“Hey Felix” Seungmin nodded, grabbing his game controller. “Want a match before we leave?”

“You mean you want me to beat you before we go out? Odd form of foreplay but whatever” Felix smirked, stepping around you and going over to the couch where Seungmin was already loading whatever game he wanted to play.

“Here I said I would give you a jacket” Jeongin smiled, handing you a black and white leather varsity jacket. You just smiled gratefully placing it on the dining table beside your purse not noticing that Felix kept sneaking glances at you or that Seungmin was fully taking advantage of that to take out Felix’s character earning a loud shout from him.

After eating the four of you left for the party your nerves start to wreak havoc with your thoughts as you squeeze into the back of the Uber between Jeongin and Felix, the latter wrapping his arm around your shoulders to keep you tucked against him. Pulling up to the house you could see just how many people were milling around in the front yard and on the porch you subconsciously wrapped Jeongin’s jacket around yourself tighter as you stepped from the car. You had been told by several of the guys that it was going to be a far larger party than the last one but you hadn’t really registered how much bigger until Felix wrapped his arms around you from behind kissing your ear.

“I’m with you, nothing will happen” the feeling of his warm breath on your sensitive skin made you shiver letting him take your hand and interlace your fingers to lead you inside to find your mutual friends.

“Finally Lix! Minho has already fucked off and I need a wingman for that set of twins I met last week” Hyunjin called over the thumping bass.

“Yeah Nah” Felix laughed, making it through the last line of people and moving you in front of him, his arms around your waist again.

“Fuck me you’re at another party! Minho owes me” Hyunjin cackled, not even looking disappointed that Felix turned him down.

“Woah, woah, woah. What the fuck is this?” Han spat a mouthful of beer out barely missing covering Changbin with a mist of beer.

“Hi guys” you waved, not sure if your voice was loud enough to be heard over the music. At Felix’s urging you moved between the guys and the coffee table to the couch that sat at the back of the room, Felix sat pulling you into his lap letting you get comfortable so you could see everyone, his hands finding their place on your hips.

“So this is new” Chan blinked, returning with another armful of beers from somewhere.

“Um yeah, it is” you smiled unsure of how to answer Chan since although you were together you hadn’t really announced anything.

“Felix” Changbin warned, sounding annoyed but also wary.

“Her roomies know and they are ok with it, so don’t start” Felix groaned.

“I can make my own decisions guys” you interrupted “and I am literally right here” you rolled your eyes as Seungmin returned with a plastic cup handing it to you.

“It’s lemonade and I’ll see you in a bit, yeah?” he grinned looking back towards some girl you assumed before disappearing into the crowd again.

“Congratulations are in order then” Han smiled tilting his bottle towards you.

Talking turned into taking the piss and the drunker the guys all got the funnier they were, Seungmin had slinked back to join you all looking far more disheveled than he needed to be with a fresh hickey on his neck and a deep blush that flared up as soon as Changbin mentioned it. Hyunjin disappeared and didn’t return because you assume he had managed to convince the twins to give him a shot without help and Minho finally appeared looking like the cat that got the cream.

“You know” Minho started a conspiratorial smirk plastered on his face “I think if one of you knocked on the last bedroom door upstairs Hyunjin might need a hand” he put his hands up as though it was an innocent suggestion. “Just saying”. You could feel the rumble of laughter that rumbled through Felix’s ribcage into your back from where you sat on his lap as Han lept from the couch and took off with a tipsy crooked run that it was either going to be a good night for him or an utter disaster.

You felt more and more comfortable the longer you sat listening to them talk and watching people come and go, you could still feel eyes burning into you now and then as though people couldn’t believe that you were sitting in Felix’s lap for so long with him seemingly completely happy with it. Finally you needed to move so you could pee, making your way through the throngs of drunk people you made your way upstairs to the bathroom avoiding as many couples hooking up in the hallways and behind closed doors as possible. Waiting behind a group of girls to use the bathroom you heard them gossiping. You tried to tune them out, frowning as one of them blew smoke all over you not even noticing you were there, you rolled your eyes as you watched them share a horrible neon pink drink that looked like it would glow in the dark, you still didn’t like parties. When you returned downstairs to where you had left the guys you found there was only Jeongin still sitting and waiting for you looking a little worse for wear.

“Aw Innie, do I need to get you home?” you giggled patting his hair before he got up swaying slightly under the influence of the alcohol.

“Maybe” he laughed, grabbing your jacket and pulling you along until you were on the back porch almost causing the two of you to fall over the threshold. “I found her” he sang, holding your arm up like a prize.

“Here I thought Seungmin was the puppy” Changbin roared laughing as Seungmin tried to kick his shins and failed miserably.

“Baby, did you want to go?” Felix asked, an unlit cigarette dangling from his fingers.

“I think Innie needs to go home and by the looks of it Seung too” you sighed as Seungmin frowned, still pointing at Changbin. “You can stay, it's fine”.

“Nah if you leave I leave simple as that” Felix grinned tucking the cigarette behind Minho’s ear as he stepped around Chan to get to you, his fingertips sliding under the seam of your top. “Besides I’ll get us a cab”.

“Are you sure?” you pushed gently as he tucked his phone away “I don’t want to ruin your fun”.

“You will never ruin my fun baby” he smirked, pulling you against him and kissing you deeply to the cheers of the guys around you which only made you hide your face in his chest.

A/N: I'm sorry that it was a fairly slow chapter but thanks for sticking with me all the same I will try to update this more frequently but I'll have to see how I go. Love you all to bits xxx

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