#bang chan agnst

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ꗃ I Hate To Admit

Bang Chan × Leitora.

⋆ sinopse : Christopher tem dificuldade em admitir e aceitar que você já não está mais com ele. Os planos, as viagens, as metas… Ele ainda lembrava de tudo o que haviam feito juntos.

— Sabe qual é o meu maior sonho Chris? — o perguntou.

— Qual é meu bem? — acariciou sua mão.

— Ter uma família com você. — sorriu, deitando a cabeça no travesseiro.

O Bang sorriu largo, ele adoraria ter uma família com você.

Mas você mentiu para ele. E ele tentava a todo custo se esquecer disso.

Espero que gostem!

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��� Você tá' trancado nesse studio faz sete horas seguidas hyung... — Felix falou.

— Já faz tanto tempo assim? — olhou o relógio.

— Eu fiz brownie pros' meninos... — suspirou. — Vai lá comer. — saiu e fechou a porta.

Christopher apenas suspirou. Era difícil pensar em fazer alguma coisa se você não estava ao seu lado.

Lembrava da última conversa que tiveram naquele hospital frio, com almas lutando para continuar a viver.

— Sabe qual é o meu maior sonho Chris? — o perguntou.

— Qual é meu bem? — acariciou sua mão.

— Ter uma família com você. — sorriu, deitando a cabeça no travesseiro.

O Bang sorriu largo, ele adoraria ter uma família com você.

— Nós vamos realizar esse sonho logo querida. — beijou sua testa. — Você vai ver.

— Eu vou sair daqui logo amor. — você sorriu. — A doutora Hong falou que estou me recuperando muito bem.

— É uma notícia muito boa minha linda. — continuava a fazer carinho em sua mão cheia de furos por conta dos medicamentos. — Assim que você se recuperar eu vou pegar férias para poder ficar com você.

— Eu sei que vai Chris. — sorriu.

— Senhor Christopher Bang? — a doutora Hong o chamou.

— Sim? — se levantou.

— Pode vir comigo alguns minutinhos?

— Claro. — deixou um selar em sua bochecha. — Até logo querida.

— Tenha cuidado Chris. — o alertou.

— Vou ter, prometo. — sorriu e logo seguiu a doutora.

Os corredores brancos com detalhes em cinza faziam o australiano ficar tenso, ainda mais quando se estava acompanhando a médica de sua amada.

— Entre por favor. — abriu a porta, o dando passagem.

— O que quer conversar comigo doutora Hong? — perguntou.

— O estado dela está melhorando. — disse. — Mas leucemia é uma doença complicada. — abaixou a cabeça.

— O que quer dizer? — questionou.

— Embora ela esteja melhorando, ainda há uma possibilidade de quando houver uma recaída, ela não resista. — explicou.

E isso fez Christopher perder os sentidos.

— Eu... — tentou falar.

— Não precisa falar nada senhor Bang. — o tranquilizou. — Apenas vá para casa e descanse, o senhor irá precisar disso.

Essa foi a última conversa e a última vez em que ele entrou naquele hospital, pois no dia seguinte recebeu uma ligação que o fez perder o chão.

— Quem fala é o senhor Christopher Bang? — o perguntaram.

— É sim, em que posso ajudar? — sentou no sofá.

— É sobre a senhorita...

— O que aconteceu? — perguntou preocupado.

— Ela infelizmente veio a óbito. Meus pêsames. — se Christopher não estivesse sentado, ele teria caído ali mesmo.

— E... — respirou fundo, tentando conter as lágrimas. — E quando será o funeral? — comprimiu os lábios.

— O funeral já está organizado para amanhã às dez.

— Obrigado. — e desligou o telefone.

A partir daquela semana a vida do Bang havia se tornado cinza e sem graça. Os amigos do mesmo tentavam o distrair o chamando para sair ou ir na casa de um deles, mas o Bang sequer saia de casa agora.

— Como eu vou esquecer o dia em que você mentiu pra' mim hein, minha linda? — sorriu com os olhos cheios de lágrimas enquanto olhava uma foto de vocês juntos.

— Chris? — Hyunjin o chamou.

— Fala Hyunjin. — fungou, secando as lágrimas que insistiam em cair.

Mas o Hwang desistiu de falar e apenas puxou seu hyung para um abraço.

— Ela não ia querer te ver assim. — foi tudo o que o mais novo falou.

Christopher passou noites acordado sem conseguir parar de pensar na amada.

Ele queria que estivesse com ele assim como estava quando ele passou nas audições e comemorou com ele. As saudades o consumiam durante todas as vinte e quatro horas do dia.

Mas ele odeia admitir para si mesmo. É difícil entender.

É difícil esquecer.

[cutecherrygirl]

Hi.

Ill start writing more for maknae line after this one lol. And also, should I start writing smut again? Let me know in the comments<3

Skz Hyungline imagine

You break up.

Warnings: sad, agnst, cringe, 😞

Bang Chan

"Y/N, this isn't right. The spark is gone. I dont want to pretend." Chan told you. You felt tears roll down your cheeks. "How long has it been, Chan? Maybe I was never enough. Maybe that's why uts gone. Because of me. That's why, isn't it?" He has a sad look in his eyes "Y/n. Its not you. You were enough." "Dont, Chan. Skip the whole 'its not you its me' thing. Because I've heard that before, okay? Amd if I were enough, wouldn't the spark still be there? Wouldn't you-" Youchole on a sob "- Wouldn't you still love me?" "Its not you. Trust me. I loved you." "And I love you. But I can't force you to feel the same." A humorous chuckle escapes your lips "Well, I hope you find someone who will be good enough." He has to hold himself back from hugging you. It would be like hugging a friend. "Im sorry." And just like that,he left.

Lee know

"Im tired of this, Y/N! Im tired of always coming home and having to spend time with you because you need attention!" Minho spat. "Well, im so tired of you drinking and coming home where I have to take care of your sorry butt." You frown. "Really? Because you dont seem to mind the money." "Lee Minho I never cared about the money! I neber cared if you were in a band or not when I dated you or when I met you. I always tell you to not buy me anything!" "Im so tired of you pretending to be selfless!" "Im so tired of you accusing me!" "Im so tired of you!" Minho yells. You froze blinking away the tears. "Fine, then ill just go." You walk out the door, calling your friend to ask her if she could pick ur your belongings.

Changbin

"y/n! What is this!?" Changbin asked, tossing his phone to you. You caught it starled. You looked and saw a photo of you and JYP. In the photo, you were kissing his cheek. "Binnie, thats not real." "It certainly looks real! Are you really cheating on me? You're not even freaking out." "Because this has happened before, remember?" You stood up " Binnie, why would I ever cheat on you? I thought you trusted me!" "I did! But who know's if you're lying? Maybe you're just looking for fame" he frowned. Youstared at him in disbelief " do you realize how stupid that sounds? If I ever wanted fame, I would have dated Idols before you!" "Who says you didn't Y/N!?" He spat. "I do! You know what? Why am I trying? Goodbye Seo Changbin!" You glared at him , before running to ur room and starting to pack. Once you were done, you stared at him right in the eye. "I hope you actually believe your next girlfriend." You walked away.

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Bang Chan - Angst

Warnings - overdose, implied drug abuse, do NOT read if you are triggered by these things.

A/N - Got bad news, needed an outlet, this is how i dealt with it along with crying at my door in the dark.

Edit: dated 20191205 - Follow me on @bullshitcompass

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He felt like his entire world collapsed, the waves of dread and fear and anxiety washing over him like a tsunami, he’d been called to the hospital on unknown terms, it being an emergency the only information given.

“Wh-what do you mean she overdosed?” Chan asked frantically trying to push past the officers, “please, i need to get through! I need to see her!” He cried out, reaching out past them, hoping to get through. “Please,” he sobbed, tears streaming down his face in two lines, eyes stinging as the warm liquid fell. “I just need to know she’s alright,”

“Sir, theres nothing we can do, she’s in good hands,” one of the officers holding Chan back spoke calmly, eyes softening at him in sympathy, “unless you can prove you’re direct family we can’t let you through,”

Letting out a choked sob Chan brushed a hand through his hair, taking a step back, he let out panicked and shaky breaths.

“Please, take a seat in the waiting room and you’ll be called in when they’re ready,” the second officer spoke, placing a hand on his shoulder comforingly.

Shaking off the hand on his shoulder Chan nodded, turning and walking solemnly towards the waiting area in the large bleak hospital.

Taking a seat, he let the tears finally fall fully, letting out ugly choked up sobs, he covered his mouth with his hands, leg bouncing frantically with anxiety and fear, with thoughts of the worst possible outcome.

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Chan doesnt know how much time passed, as he sat with his hands clasped, his chin resting on them, and leg bouncing as his elbows rested on his knees. Dropping his hands from his face as he saw two covered shoes approach him.

“Are you here for Y/N L/N?” They asked softly, a sympathetic expression gracing their face, Chan looked up at them eyes red and puffy, tear stains running down his face. “Well, she’s resting right now but you’re free to see her, i’ll take you,”

Chan nodded and slowly stood, wiping his face and nose with the sleeve of his jumper and sniffling. He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep, shaky breath and motioning for the doctor to show him to the hospital room.

While walking through the corridors Chan looked around anxiously, the walls were mostly blank with a few posters here and there. The sterile stench was powerful and sickening, feeling like a slap to the face. He glanced in some of the rooms, people with their loved ones, some chatting, some watching over as they rested. Tears welled up in Chan’s eyes again, he quickly looked away and straight ahead of him, staring almost soullessly at the back of the doctors head.

“In here, i’ll let you be alone with her, call if anything happens.” The doctor spoke, standing outside of a hospital room.

Chan choked out a thank you, his voice failing him. He cleared his throat, reaching up to wipe his eye with his sleeve before trying again. “Thank you.” His eyes flickered down from the doctor to the floor, the doctor nodding before walking away with a solemn smile.

Chans eyes lifted to the door, catching a glimpse of the girl through the window, his eyes watered again, sniffling he wiped his eyes again. Reaching out for the door, Chan took a deep breath, before carefully and quietly opening the door and taking soft quiet steps inside.

He closed the door quietly, slowly turning around. His breath hitched at the sight infront of him; She was hooked up to a heart monitor, a breathing tube connected to her nose, an IV drip coming from her hand. Chan walked over to the chair next to the bed, taking a seat and sliding it closer to the bed. He delicately laced his fingers with hers, looking up to her face.

She looked peaceful, her eyes shut gently, eyelashed ghosting her cheeks, lips slightly parted and chest softly rising and falling. She looked like nothing had happened, like she was just sleeping.

Chan smiled softly, bringing his other hand to rest on her cheek, thumb gently caressing her face and ghosting over her nose, tracing the faint freckles. He brought his hand back, moving it to her hand that was laced with his other one, bringing it up and pressing a chaste kiss to the knuckles.

“Oh baby,” Chan said against her hand, “why would you do this to yourself?” He placed another kiss to her knuckles, a tear slipping from his eyes. “I should have gone with you,” he sighed, letting out a short chuckle, “god i’m so glad you’re alive. So, so glad you’re alive,” he sobbed, letting your hand slip out of his as he covered his face, crying into his sleeves again.

He felt a soft hand stroke through his hair, before falling to his cheek, he looked up, still crying. Her eyes open tiredly, a small smile gracing her face.

“Hi baby,” she spoke softly, stroking his cheek and wiping the tears from his eye, “don’t cry, I don’t like it when you cry.”

Chan moved his hand over hers, tears still falling from his eyes as he locked his fingers with hers. “I can’t help it,” he laughed sadly, sniffling, “i thought i lost you,”

“I’m sorry,” she apologised, eyes watering, “i’m so sorry, i should have listened to you, I shouldn’t have gone. But i’m here, i’m okay.” She smiled, a tear falling. “I’m okay.”

“I dont know what I’d do without you,” Chan cried, moving his head place a kiss to her hand.

“Probably cry, and work too much, and not take care of yourself, maybe a little self blame in there too,” she chuckled with a sad, tired smile on her face, before lightly pulling his face to her and placing a soft kiss into his hair.

“Please dont leave, i got so scared. And i dont know how i’d break it to the boys, or- or your family,” he sobbed, looking up into her eyes. “We’d all be so lost without you,”

“I’m here Chan, i’m not going anywhere.” She said pulling him closer, kissing his temple, “i promise.”

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Try Again. | BangChan

Genre: angst, absent father figure

WARNING(s); cursing, absent father, idol!Chan

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You don’t know how long It’s been since you last saw Chan. He was missing out on his daughters entire life. You so were hurt and angry at him. He chose his career over his own family. He had never even seen his daughter in person. He made up endless excuses anytime you’d ask when was he gonna step up and actually be a father. He always would push you away, telling you he was gonna make up for it. In the end, he’d never do so. He was an Idol. But he was also a father. A father who needed a lot of making up to do. Chan wasn’t even there when you gave birth to his daughter. He wasn’t there when you were up at three in the morning with his daughter, crying in your arms. He wasn’t there when you were hunched over holding your back from the pain pregnancy handed you. He wasn’t there for her first words. He wasn’t there when she would spit out any baby food you placed in her mouth. He wasn’t a father to his own child. It took him months before he started video calling her whenever he wasn’t busy, only satisfying himself, only really calling to feel like a father. You’d end the call as soon as your daughters small hand would reach up and pass the phone to you. Not giving him a chance to even part his lips to speak to you. You didn’t want him to say anything to you, there’s nothing he could say or do that will make up for him being an absent father. You learned to live without him. Convinced yourself you hated him. But your daughter gave you strength.

You wanted nothing to do with him. He was just the father of your child and nothing else.

Would you guys read this if I posted it all :{ ?

[hxnxjisxng]

Welcome to the group:

Pairing: Ava x Chan (ft Felix)

Ava stared into the mirror as she finished a dance she had been choreographing for the past 2 hours.She felt out of place practicing with the other female trainees so she usually practiced alone in one of the empty practice rooms.

Ava was pulled from her dancing when she heard clapping behind her.She looked at who it was though the mirror and saw her best friend Felix and a guy beside him she recognized but did not know.He had been training for a while just like she had.

“Felix!” She said running to hug him,Ava hadn’t seen in awhile and she missed him a lot.After she got done hugging her long time best friend she looked at the guy standing next to him and bowed shyly,introducing yourself in a quiet voice.

“Hello my name is Ava,nice to meet you”she said shooting Felix a confused look.Chan saw it and let out a small laugh

“I’m Chan ,Felix’s friend-“He was going to continue taking when Felix cut him off excitedly

“Hyung ask her!! I don’t think I can wait anymore!!”He said smiling like a idiot.This caused her to send him a “What the hell are you talking about”look.

“JYP is putting me on a survival show and I get to pick 9 members to be on my team.If we get through it we get to debut together as a group”he said with a hesitate look on his face because Ava had a confused look on her face.

“That sounds amazing”she said walking to sit down against the mirror “but I don’t get why you are telling me this”her back sliding down the glass til she was sitting.The two boys followed her and sat down with her.Felix looked like he was going to explode at any moment with excitement.

“I want you to be on my team”Chan said.Ava tilted her head with confusion.

“But I’m a female trainee-“ Chan spoke up again and continued speaking

“I already spoke to JYP about it and he agreed and said it would be a good idea”he said smiling at her and Felix.She let out a deep breath and said

“ out of all the trainees why me? I don’t understand” Felix looked at her like she was crazy and spoke up

“You are the most talented person I know Ava and you deserve to debut” he said, a serious tone in his voice.She looked at both of them

“I’m still a little shocked that you asked me but it’s worth a try right” she said.as soon as she said that Felix jumped up

“Does this mean yes?”He said.When Ava nodded he gave her the biggest smile he could and said

“Welcome to the team”