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boyfriend!chan thoughts
chan would be the best bf so yeah | sfw and nsfw under the cut
warnings: mention of having a period and taking medication, mentions of getting engaged/married, moving in together, mirror sex, shower sex, public sex, hickies and marking, voyeurism, home videos, pegging, somnophilia // minors dni, 18+
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boyfriend!chan who learns all the names of your stuffed animals because you have specific ones for specific circumstances (if you're sick, tired, stressed, etc.)
boyfriend!chan who tells you he's going to marry you one day at Least three times a week - and the thing is he truly means it!! he's just waiting for the right time to really propose
boyfriend!chan who wears a necklace with your name/initials on it so everyone knows he's entirely, wholeheartedly and 100% yours in every way, shape and form
boyfriend!chan who has reminders on his phone for any medication you take and when your period is due - just in case you forget to take them or forget to track it. he even messages you to remind you when he's away on tour
boyfriend!chan who gets a tattoo of a heart that you've drawn on his chest, right above where his heart is, because to him you ARE his heart and he wants part of your close at all times
boyfriend!chan who wished you happy national girlfriend's day before you were even together because he knew he wanted you to be his girlfriend from the moment he met you
boyfriend!chan who proposes to you when you're in his hotel bed in a foreign country - because to him, the fact that you'd even consider flying out to see him on tour just because he missed you is the biggest green flag he's ever seen
boyfriend!chan who makes a joint pinterest account with you to make inspiration boards for your dream house, and tries him damn hardest to make all those dreams come true when you finally move in together
boyfriend!chan who sweeps you off of your feet and carries you to bed even if you only seem slightly tired or unwell or achy. like, literally carries you bridal style from the front door and tucks you into bed, refusing to let you move and literally carrying you tho the toilet and back if you need it
boyfriend!chan who can't keep a secret from you At All !! like even if he tries to tell a white lie, or tries to hide a surprise date or anniversary or birthday present, it just doesn't work - crazy how a guy is so in love that he literally cannot tell a lie
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boyfriend!chan who loves fucking you in front of a mirror so he can make you watch how you fall apart on his cock - drool, makeup and tears everywhere
boyfriend!chan who is capital o Obsessed with shower/bath sex !!! in the mornings while you're getting ready, late at night when you need a break from the test of the guys, when you take a bath together to relax - he just loves it
boyfriend!chan who marks you up so often you've never Not had hickies since you got together. he loves seeing the traces of your late night activities on your neck and chest, and knowing that you trust him enough to make you completely his is such a turn-on
boyfriend!chan who drags you into a club bathroom so he can flip up your tiny skirt and pull your thong to the side so he can pump you full of his cum - don't worry about being quiet, baby, no one's gonna hear over the music anyway
boyfriend!chan who has a video camera hidden in his wardrobe purely for making home videos with you - and by god, there's a lot of them over the years. all the tapes are kept in a shoe box under the bed too
boyfriend!chan who doesn't stop pounding into you when one of the boys accidentally walks into the room. in fact, it gets him going even more and he nearly busts a nut when he sees hyunjin's flustered face and hears your moans get more choked up and high-pitched
boyfriend!chan who adores it when you cuff him to the bed and put a blindfold on him before riding him. it sends all his other sense into overdrive and overwhelms him in the best way possible - especially when he hears the wet slaps of your pussy leaking all over him
boyfriend!chan who gets so high on the adrenaline of performing that he physically can't contain himself from picking you up onto the nearest surface and eating you out the second he comes off stage... and mayb he goes back on for the encore with your juices all over his face, his dick straining in his pants
boyfriend!chan who got caught fucking himself with a dildo when you came home one day, and know his favourite form of stress relief is having you peg him, an god he looks so pretty with his back arched for you
boyfriend!chan who ruts against you in his sleep, little whines and whimpers spilling from his lips and reminding you just how much of a cute puppy he really is, and if you stick a hand under his boxers to help him out, who has to know?
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Woke up today from a dream of boyfriend Chan which has led to the following thoughts :- (having a chan drought rn always)
warnings : heavy fluff , will make you feel single and deprived of chan in your life, fluff and FLUFF if I didn't already mention it :')
Boyfriend!Chan who's spending the weekend with you at your childhood house because you wanted to introduce him to your parents.
Boyfriend!Chan who immediately charms your parents at dinner, while your hands are locked under the table. (because how can anyone resist the bang chan charm ?!)
Boyfriend!Chan who takes you to your bedroom after dinner and gives you the best loving while getting interrupted by your mom knocking on the door loudly (poor mom just wanted to wish them a good night skjsjs)
Boyfriend!Chan who cuddles you to sleep and holds you tight because he never wants to let go of you (he's just very much in love <3)
Boyfriend!Chan who, while you're still asleep, asks for your hand in marriage to your parents the next morning, who in turn are so happy about the man you've chosen and gladly agree.
Boyfriend!Chan who now takes you to his childhood home in Australia to meet his family.
Boyfriend!Chan who holds your hand throughout the flight to calm your nerves cause he knows you're afraid of fucking up the meeting [you get nerves from meeting strangers and he knows that :( ]
Boyfriend!Chan who introduces you to his family, who are so excited to meet you because Chan has talked about you SO much.
Boyfriend!Chan who tells his siblings about his plan to propose, while you're whisked away by his parents to give you a house tour.
Boyfriend!Chan who shows his dad the ring he's selected after a lot of help and teasing from the kids.
Boyfriend!Chan who finally asks you to be his life partner under the sunset at Sydney Harbour Bridge, wearing the suit you gifted him on his birthday that year.
Boyfriend!Chan who is over the moon when you fall on your knees in tears to give him the tightest hug after saying the three words he's been wanting to hear so bad.
Husband!Chan who, now after 2 years and 3 months of dating you and a month of wedding preparations, can finally call you his wife <3
Husband!Chan who becomes even MORE lovey dovey and touchy with you because he just can't control his glee of actually being able to call you wife and just wants to spend his life with you forever and always having a beautiful family.
Husband!Chan who knows he can tackle anything and everything that comes up in life: be it the scary birth of your twins, burning down the kitchen after a failed attempt of baking, or worrisome career issues; he can handle it all because he has you by his side <3
#juniwrites#bang chan#chan x reader#christopher bang#bang chan soft thoughts#stray kids x reader#chan has my heart#i totally didn't sob while writing this#skz x reader#boyfriend!chan#husband!chan#bang chan x reader#stray kids imagines#bang chan imagines#skz imagines#bang chan fluff#stray kids fluff#stray kids bang chan
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Bang Chan is a protector. The kind of guy to always have a hand on your shoulders or the small of your back every time you're in a crowd. The type to order for you at a restaurant, or check out things ar the grocery store. The type to kiss your temples and give you his coat when it's slightly colder because there's no chance he's letting you get sick or feel uncomfortable when he's around.
Chan is a comfortable place. The one that sits with you at a restaurant and almost gets kicked out because they're closing and the topic was so good you just couldn't drift away from the conversation. He shares his favorite things with you - songs, movies, dumb videos- and wants to know your opinion on them. The type to run his thumb on the back of your hand of you're nervous because he knows it calms you down.
Channie is sickeningly sweet. He's the type to get flustered when you show any kind of affection but battles his timidness because he needs your love and thrives from it. He stares at you with big brown eyes when your doing the most absolutely mundane things, kisses your forehead to show his appreciation because he's too shy to kiss your lips and gets rose colored cheeks and fidgety hands when you pull him in.
Christopher is flirty. That overly cliché type, too, the one that fake yawns to throw his arm over your shoulder at a boring movie and make an exaggerated run to open doors before you reach them. He's easily flustered but hides it well, has a habit of kissing your cheek dangerously close to your lips just because he knows you will break the distance and ruffling your hair when he's passing by because it makes you look up at him with big eyes.
Chris is a menace. He has an habit of slipping his cold hands inside your shirt when you hug because he likes seeing you shiver and blush, always holds the conversation a little too close to your face to the point where you can smell his minty breath on your lips and answers with yeah?'s and mhm's letting you talk your head off until you're nervous and stuttering. He's the type to cage you between his body and the kitchen counter when no one is around, his hips pressing yours against the marble and one hand holding your waist in place before grabbing something behind you, pulling away and pretending nothing happened.
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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕜🧸
Summary (Short series):
The story follows an omega, enslaved and owned by JYP, who encounters Felix, a kind-hearted member of the SKZ pack. Felix feels sympathy for her and decides to bring her back to his pack, only to discover she is the last remaining soulmate. While Minho shows a protective side toward her, Hyunjin and Seungmin are openly hostile, leading to tension within the pack. As the omega grows closer to Han and distanced from Felix due to the negativity, Felix becomes affected by the situation.
The plot thickens with Felix’s impending heat and a studio lock-in with Chan. After winning an award, Hyunjin’s rejection of the omega drives her to isolate herself, exacerbating her discomfort. A vacation to the cabins sees new threats as wolves attempt to kidnap Felix, the omega, and Han. The situation leads to intense heat cycles, and the pack dynamics become even more strained. I.N struggles with his feelings towards the omega, bound by pack rules that only Bangchan can mark her first.
Despite challenges, including social media backlash against Felix and overwhelming experiences in public, the omega finds solace in gardening and caring for animals. The story resolves with pack members addressing their conflicts, accepting one another, and finding a balance in their complex relationships.
𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖🧸
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖: Love at first site
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠: Why is she here?
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖: Rules of the pack
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕣: "who used my kitchen?"
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕧𝕖: Soft pillows
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕩: short skirts and pretty omegas
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟: Sleeping beauty
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥: Fresh start
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Stalker X Stalker AU - Pervert! Bang Chan/Psycho Gender Neutral! Reader
*smut part - AFAB/AMAB
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"Fuck, you smell so good," Chan groaned, burying his face into your dirty laundry. He followed your schedule, knowing you wouldn't be home until evening. Chan hissed, tugging down his sweats, his cock sprung against his abdomen, hot and throbbing to the touch. Chan bit the end of his shirt, his hand eagerly stroking his cock to the raw scent of your underwear. Loud squelching echoed within the room, his cockhead leaking with dribbles of precum.
Chan whimpered, rubbing your soiled underwear against his sensitive slit. He bucked his hips, rubbing the silky material to his heart's desire. Chan whimpered at the pleasure, his precum drenching your underwear, "Cumming, cumming!" he growled, muffled against the cloth between his teeth when he heard the front door open. He jolted upright, finding a place to hide with his cock hard and on the edge.
Chan panicked and hid himself within your closet, the only section that didn't have clothes but for your collection hobbies. It had just enough space for him to stand within. Chan calmed his breath, his shaft throbbing within his palm. You walked into your room, headphones over your ears. Chan sighed in relief, knowing those headphones are sound proof and you probably didn't hear him.
You nonchalantly sat by your study desk, your phone displaying the camera installed in your room. Your underwater kept going missing and you wanted to know where it went. It didn't take long for Chan to sneak through your window to pump his cock to your clothing. At first you were disturbed, your privacy was invaded after all but you had a sick sense of collecting.
You didn't collect figures or albums. You collected things far more personal, most of the time it's hair, sometimes the occasional straw but now that you've gotten a personal muse. You weren't about to let him go, so you watched, you purposely left out your underwear, you purposely aligned your schedule so you wouldn't be home. Today was supposed to be one of these days but your classes got canceled.
You watched him on the way home, his moans filling your car as you parked on the porch. You watched until he was just about to cum, like he always did and opened the front door. It was cute watching him panic only to find the closet dedicated to your muse. Quite endearing to say the least. You walked up the stairs, keeping your expression neutral and sat by your desk.
You turned on your PC, and watched YouTube. You kept the PC on mute for show, letting Chan assume you connected your headphones to the device. Chan gulped, your scent flooding his nose the moment you walked in. His cock couldn't help but leak into his palm from the sheer proximity of your body so close to his. You lowered your headphones sensitivity that allows you to hear other people while wearing the device.
You braced yourself to hear a moan, a whimper, anything from the closet. Chan wanted to cry out from frustration, his cock twitching without a sense of shame. He rubbed his thumb between his slit, stifling a choked moan. You smirked, eyes on the PC when you heard it, 'There we go,' you thought, relaxing into your chair. Chan noticed you didn't react and pumped his cock at a languid pace.
His cockhead was always breaching the makeshift sleeve he made with his fist. Chan covered his mouth, rubbing his frenulum in hopes he'd cum just from that but you shifted. You got up from the chair and plopped yourself on the bed. You nonchalantly scrolled through your phone before, tugging down your pants. Chan gulped at the sight of your pretty legs, his strokes grew quicker as you slowly undressed.
NFSW BELOW CUT
AFAB
You groaned into your palm, your hand rubbing your puffy mounds. Chan whimpered, squeezing the base of his cock in a panic. He didn't want to cum without you. A moan eacaped your lips at his whimper, your hand grazing beneath the hem of your underwear, "Fuck," you whispered, your voice breathy and heavy with lust. You pulled your hand back only to see a trail of slick between your fingers.
You parted your lips and had a taste, you wanted to put on a show, you wanted to drive him insane. Chan felt his eyes roll back at the sight, his thighs sticky with his own arousal. You tugged down your underwear, your cunt bare to the chill air, "Cold," you grumbled, hugging your plush toy against your chest for warmth. You shifted your body, your cunt facing the exact closet, giving him a front row view.
You hissed, rubbing your fingers between your folds, "Hah, ah, ah," you gasped, teasing your needy swollen clit. Chan stared, his jaw agape at the sight, 'Finally,' he thought, seeing the maker of your dirty underwear. Seeing the sole being that drives his cock insane. You lubed up your dildo, one with a vibration feature and aligned it with your cunt. You bit your lips, whimpering at the initial thrust of the dildo easing within your ribbed walls.
Chan gulped, stroking his cock to your gentle pace, his eyes never left your fluttering pussy. You pulled your knees closer to your chest, the dildo hitting deeper than earlier from the position, "Fuck, there, there," you moaned, aligning the dildo against your puffy sensitive bundles of nerves. Chan picked up the pace when you did, his body convulsing from the edging.
You rubbed your clit in tandem with your thrusts, chasing that familiar coil of pleasure, "Close, close, hhgh," you whined, as the dildo buzzed against those nerves from the inside and out. "Shit, hah, hhgh," you cried out, climaxing around the toy. The musky scent of sex flooded the room, you didn't pull out the toy, but instead kept thrusting the toy through your overstimulation.
Chan sobbed into his palm, cum dripping down his fist like a broken faucet and when he saw that you were still going, he followed suit. "Hah, huh, huh," he muffled behind his palm, stroking his cock through the edging and overstimulation. You hiccuped, easily reaching your climax the second time, creaming around your dildo. Chan tossed his head back, hitting it against the closet with a thud as he orgasmed once again, the sheer bliss fogging his senses, his eyes crossed as he panted from the intensity.
You cleaned yourself up and burrowed yourself into the blankets, your headphones still secured on your head with your plush tucked within your arms. Chan waited until your breath settled and escaped your closet, he cleaned himself up knowing your headphones were still on and left the bathroom. You nuzzled your plush, hearing his heavy footsteps walk across your bed.
Chan walked towards your pillow, he leaned down and checked if your breathing was shallow before kissing your forehead. You smiled at the gesture, burrowing deeper into your plush. Chan smiled and eventually sneaked out of your room through the window. You heard your window click and exhaled in relief, thankful that you didn't get caught. An anonymous number texted you a picture, you clicked open and saw a picture of you sleeping.
It captioned, "I'm always watching, princess,". You chuckled at the text and took a screenshot. You printed it out with your mini printer and wiggled yourself out of bed. "He's such a sweetheart," you murmured, opening the same closet he was in. Inside it was covered with polaroids of him, most taken unknowingly, his hair in tiny baggies, his straws, his missing cap, his exact perfume, and now the sex-stained musk covering the walls of your closet. You pinned the text and kissed it, "One day, you'll be mine," you whispered, closing the closet and going back to sleep.
AMAB
You groaned into your palm, your hand rubbing your swollen bulge. Chan whimpered, squeezing the base of his cock in a panic. He didn't want to cum without you. A moan eacaped your lips at his whimper, your hand grazing beneath the hem of your underwear, "Fuck," you whispered, your voice breathy and heavy with lust. You pulled your hand back only to see a trail of slick between your fingers.
You parted your lips and had a taste, you wanted to put on a show, you wanted to drive him insane. Chan felt his eyes roll back at the sight, his thighs sticky with his own arousal. You tugged down your underwear, your cock bare to the chill air, "Cold," you grumbled, hugging your plush toy against your chest for warmth. You shifted your body, your cock facing the exact closet, giving him a front row view.
You hissed, rubbing your fingers between your slit, "Hah, ah, ah," you gasped, teasing your needy swollen cockhead. Chan stared, his jaw agape at the sight, 'Finally,' he thought, seeing the maker of your dirty underwear. Seeing the sole being that drives his cock insane. You lubed up your onahole, one with a vibration feature and aligned it with your cock. You bit your lips, whimpering at the initial thrust of the onahole squeezing around your throbbing cock.
Chan gulped, stroking his cock to your gentle pace, his eyes never left your leaking cockhead. You spread apart your legs, the onahole enveloping around your shaft even tighter than earlier from the position, "Fuck, harder, harder," you moaned, bucking your hips into the cocksleeve, the vibrations driving you senseless. Chan picked up the pace when you did, his body convulsing from the edging.
You rubbed your cockhead in tandem with your thrusts, chasing that familiar coil of pleasure, "Close, close, hhgh," you whined, as the onahole around your sensitive shaft, precum leaking in anticipation. "Shit, hah, hhgh," you cried out, climaxing within the toy. The musky scent of sex flooded the room, you didn't pull out of the toy, but instead kept thrusting into the toy through your overstimulation.
Chan sobbed into his palm, cum dripping down his fist like a broken faucet and when he saw that you were still going, he followed suit. "Hah, huh, huh," he muffled behind his palm, stroking his cock through the edging and overstimulation. You hiccuped, easily reaching your climax the second time, creaming within your onahole. Chan tossed his head back, hitting it against the closet with a thud as he orgasmed once again, the sheer bliss fogging his senses, his eyes crossed as he panted from the intensity.
You cleaned yourself up and burrowed yourself into the blankets, your headphones still secured on your head with your plush tucked within your arms. Chan waited until your breath settled and escaped your closet, he cleaned himself up knowing your headphones were still on and left the bathroom. You nuzzled your plush, hearing his heavy footsteps walk across your bed.
Chan walked towards your pillow, he leaned down and checked if your breathing was shallow before kissing your forehead. You smiled at the gesture, burrowing deeper into your plush. Chan smiled and eventually sneaked out of your room through the window. You heard your window click and exhaled in relief, thankful that you didn't get caught. An anonymous number texted you a picture, you clicked open and saw a picture of you sleeping.
It captioned, "I'm always watching, prince,". You chuckled at the text and took a screenshot. You printed it out with your mini printer and wiggled yourself out of bed. "He's such a sweetheart," you murmured, opening the same closet he was in. Inside it was covered with polaroids of him, most taken unknowingly, his hair in tiny baggies, his straws, his missing cap, his exact perfume, and now the sex-stained musk covering the walls of your closet. You pinned the text and kissed it, "One day, you'll be mine," you whispered, closing the closet and going back to sleep.
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4am draft. 4am Chan.
The movement of the mattress wakes me up. I wasn't really having a deep sleep, so any movement would have woken me up anyway. I tilt my head a little to see his bare back, Chan always had the habit of sleeping only in boxers, since he gets too hot at night.
I look at his back and sigh. I raise my hand and run the tips of my fingers over his spine in a soft, almost imperceptible caress. I can see how the hairs stand up on his spine, maybe my hands are too cold or maybe it's the impulsive touch that surprised him even when he's asleep.
I continue my caresses all over his back, drawing patterns that lead nowhere. At one point his muscles tense and he rolls over, facing the ceiling. His eyes are closed but by the rhythm of his breathing I know he's awake. "Can't you sleep?" he whispers in the middle of the darkness, his voice hoarse and worn. "I'm not sleepy." I answer. He smiles still without opening his eyes. He puts his arm over my waist to pull me to his body. He buries his head in the crook of my neck and begins to kiss that sensitive area.
In a quick but gentle movement he changes our positions. Chan is on top of me. His arms on either side of my head while he leans his weight on his elbows so as not to crush me. Finally opens his eyes and looks at me. His sleepy gaze, his heavy eyelashes and his vague smile.
Chan goes down and kisses my eyelids, my cheekbones and my cheeks, a mischievous smile crosses his features when he looks at my lips. "I am sleepy. If I kiss you the way you like, will you sleep a few more hours?" he tries to propose a deal, which I pretend to think about although the answer is very clear. "Yes."
His full and soft lips continue like a butterfly kissing my face, from my forehead to my chin. He stops a few millimeters from my lips. Tempting me as he always enjoys doing. After torturing me for a few seconds, finally kisses me. Soft and tender, as if he's afraid of breaking me. His tongue caresses my lower lip, asking permission to enter. As soon as my mouth is slightly open, he smiles, letting his expert tongue slide in. I sigh against his mouth. I'm on cloud nine.
Chan brushes our noses and looks me in the eyes again. "As much as I'd love to continue, we should sleep," whispers before lightly nibbling on my lower lip.
He curls up against me again, his body almost on top of mine, leaving space only so I can breathe. But I like it that way. And I'll always like it.
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A little reminder that I'm not a native English speaker, any kind of comment, correction or note is welcome if it's with respect and understanding<3
with love, juliette ☆
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summary: On a cozy evening, your boyfriend chan asks you if he can do your nail design.
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genre: fluff
Everything was quiet. The gentle smell of autumn rain drifted in through the window and created a pleasant atmosphere. Several candles burned on the shelves and tables, adding to the relaxed ambience with the faint light they cast on the living room. Yn sat on the large couch, snuggled up in the huge blanket embroidered with little wolves. Two years ago, Yn had embroidered this blanket herself as a birthday present for her boyfriend Chan. Since then, it has been an integral part of his luggage. Whether he was going on a world tour or just a short trip to japan, the blanket would always be with him.
Yn snuggled tighter into the blanket and took a sip of her tea. The constant use from chris made the blanket smell of his perfume and gave yn a pleasantly warm feeling in her stomach.
She carefully placed her hot tea on the living room table and grabbed her little nail polish bag, ready to do her manicure. But she was interrupted by the dusted sound of the front door opening. Confused, she looked up to directly see into the face of her smiling boyfriend.
"Wow, you're early today. No night shift in the studio with Ji and bin?" He just giggled.
"No, tonight I belong to my wonderful girlfriend." She had to smile, while her boyfriend stowed away his backpack and laptop, she carefully trimmed her nail hat. Shortly afterwards, Chan dropped onto the sofa next to her and crawled under the covers with her. He gently put his arm around yn's shoulders. The natural warmth that her boyfriend radiated made her even warmer and she let herself be pulled further into Chan's embrace.
"is my pretty girl doing her nails?" Yn giggled as she fiddled with the nail file and replied with a small nod. While she carefully filed her nails, Yn intertwined her legs with Chan's.
"Do you already know what kind of nail design you want?" Chris asked with interest as he followed her every move closely.
"No idea yet... I'm kind of lacking creativity today. Any suggestions?" Chan nipped at his lower lip while he seemed to be thinking.
"Would you let me try to do your nails?" he asked cautiously and yn nodded at him, grinning broadly.
"Wow, I think I'll have to rip off my nails and sell them. I'm sure stays would pay me a few hundred thousand." She laughed while he just shook his head with a grin.
"I'd be happy if you did my nails. Just let me apply the base coat." Chan watched his girlfriend patiently as she carefully painted her nails with the clear nail polish and then slowly let them dry.
"Here, my nails are all yours! Let off steam." She held out her hands to him expectantly and wiggled her fingers impatiently to symbolize that she was finally getting started. Slowly, Chan pulled the small box with the various bottles of nail polish and nail design pens closer to him. He rummaged around in it and pulled out a bottle of black paint and a white pen. Yn let her attention wander back to the movie playing on the TV.
Chan carefully and neatly painted all her fingers an even shade of black. When he had finished and it was time for the nails to dry, he snuggled up to his princess again. He carefully buried his face in the crook of her neck, which made her giggle. He briefly inhaled her scent and then began to spread small kisses over her neck and cheek until he finally placed a long and loving kiss on her lips with a grin. When he broke away, yn looked at him in love. A wide, happy smile had spread across both their faces. There was nothing yn liked better than such quiet and relaxed evenings with her boyfriend, when they knew how the other was feeling even without many words.
"I think my nails are dry, chanie!" She wiggled her fingers expectantly again. Chan laughed and grabbed the white nail art pen, with which he hesitantly drew curved flames and a small moon on her ring finger. He was so focused on his work that he didn't notice his girlfriend staring lovingly at him. Chan's face was wrinkled with concentrated tension and his tongue protruded from between his lips, so determined was he not to ruin the design with a wrong line.
When Chan was finished, both lovers looked closely at the finished work. Grinning, she gave Chan a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you. I love the design, it looks cool. Gives real rockstar vibes, doesn't it. Just make sure I don't steal your role as a world star. with stylish nails like these, everyone will love me and then stry kids will be out of a job in no time." She laughed, earning a chuckle and a teasing poke in the side from Chan. Slowly she crawled onto his lap, always careful not to ruin her fresh nail design. She tenderly caressed Chan's face with her hands, which she had placed on his cheeks, and closed the distance between their lips. Just before they touched, she whispered:
"seriously, thank you so much chanie. I really like the design." The kiss was brief but full of love, and Chan figured he wouldn't mind doing her nails more if that was the reward.
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“𝟑𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝”
✧꡴ - 𝟑𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - ꡴✧
𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎
𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧 is the sweetest boyfriend. He’s always there for you no matter the circumstance, or what it is he’ll always be there. He is quite clingy, but that’s the way you prefer it, he’s affectionate and always showers you with love. He’ll always compliment you, and he’s a sucker for physical affection.
𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧 is a caring and protective man and has very masculine mannerisms, whether that means pulling you into his lap, or wrapping his arm around your waist. He is extremely caring, sweet, loving and kind, always putting your needs above his own.
𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧 is a very teasing person by nature, it’s just in his blood. Whenever he can find an opportunity to tease you, he’s gonna take it. He knows where your weak points are and takes full advantage of them. His favourite thing to do is to tease you with no promise of release. He’ll kiss you, touch you, bite you, but never giving you the full pleasure you desire to rile up those sweet little sounds he adores to hear come from your mouth.*
𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧 will whisper in your ear how badly he wants to make you feel good but continues his teasing, enjoying the way you whimper and beg for him to have you <3
𝐒𝐞𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 (⊃。•́‿•̀。)⊃
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 as your boyfriend is the definition of a dedicated and loving partner. From the moment you two started dating, he has been consistently attentive and devoted to your relationship.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧’s favorite habit is to surprise you with small tokens of affection throughout the day. Whether it's a simple text message, a bouquet of flowers from your favorite bakery, or a handwritten note, he always makes sure to show you how much he cares, even when you’re apart. He knows how much those small gestures mean to you.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 also isn’t afraid to speak his mind and argues with you sometimes.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 has a habit of randomly lifting you up and spinning you around in his strong arms, just to hear you laugh and squeal like a kid. He does this especially when you’re in a bad mood or when you’re bored, he wants to make sure you’re happy.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 is known for being bold and shameless when he wants someone. He'll confidently tells you point blank how much he wants you, using crude yet arousing language. He enjoys teasing and dirty talk, whispering naughty promises in your ear about what he'd like to do to you later in private. Changbin is a tactile person - lots of touching, groping, and dry humping <3
𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 (●’◡’●)ノ
𝐇𝐚𝐧 is the perfect boyfriend; He is always kind, sweet, caring, and supportive of you. He knows how to make you laugh and smile, and he always knows how to make you feel better when you're upset. He is also very protective of you and looks after you always. Whenever you're feeling down, Han knows exactly what to say to make you feel better about yourself, and he always makes you feel loved and appreciated.
𝐇𝐚𝐧 also has a possessive nature, which makes him cling to your arm and waist a lot whenever his members are around. He never goes without reminding you that you are his and that you belong to him only. He is also very clingy, you will rarely see him without being wrapped around you.
𝐇𝐚𝐧 likes to make you flustered every now and then just for his own entertainment. He might go as far as touching you without warning, he always feels the need to give you affection like giving you lots of hugs and kisses. He likes it when you're also affectionate with him, wanting to hear you whisper him sweet names in his ear.
𝐇𝐚𝐧 enjoys using innuendos and double entendres in his conversations, making suggestive comments that hint at his arousal. He might also try to subtly touch you more intimately - tracing a finger along your thigh or brushing against your chest "accidentally". His flirting turns bolder, with more blatant compliments about your body and how attractive he finds you.
𝐇𝐚𝐧, In bed, is passionate and enthusiastic, worshipping every inch of your body with his lips and tongue. He'll take control, pinning you down as he kisses you deeply. But deep down, he craves you to take charge too - the mix of dominance and submission driving him crazy with lust. <3
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stray kids as your boyfriend
hyung line x gn!reader (∩˃o˂∩)♡
bang chan as your boyfriend
supportive and encouraging - he would always be there to uplift you, cheering you on in your endeavors and providing comfort during tough times.
nurturing - his caring nature would shine through in thoughtful gestures, like checking in on your well being and offering help when you need it.
balanced approach - he would know when to be serious and when to be playful, ensuring a healthy dynamic between fun and deeper conversations.
open communicator - he would prioritize honest communication, ensuring that both of you can share your thoughts and feelings freely.
lee know as your boyfriend
playful - he enjoys having a good time, so you could expect lots of laughter and playful banter in your relationship.
attentive - lee know would pay attention to your needs and feelings, making you feel valued and understood.
thoughtful - he would likely surprise you with small gestures or gifts that show he cares and is thinking of you.
adventurous - he might enjoy trying new activities together, whether it's exploring new places or engaging in fun hobbies.
good communicator - he would be open about his feelings and encourage you to share yours, fostering a strong emotional connection.
changbin as your boyfriend
emotionally available - changbin would be someone you can rely on for emotional support. he would be willing to share his feelings and listen to yours, fostering a strong emotional bond.
goal oriented - he would encourage you to pursue your passions while also sharing his own goals, creating a partnership that thrives on mutual growth.
thoughtful surprises - he might surprise you with small gestures, like leaving sweet notes or planning special outings that reflect your interests, showing that he truly cares.
balanced partner - he would likely know how to balance fun and serious moments, ensuring you enjoy lighthearted times while also being there for more serious conversations.
caring nature - he’s attentive to your well-being, always checking in to see how you’re feeling.
hyunjin as your boyfriend
deeply attentive - he would notice the little things about you, from your favorite snacks to your moods, making you feel truly understood.
stylish and thoughtful - he might surprise you with gifts that reflect your interests or aesthetic, showing he pays attention to your likes.
loyal and trustworthy - you could rely on him to be a steadfast partner, valuing trust and loyalty in the relationship.
emotional depth - hyunjin would likely share his emotions openly, encouraging you to express yours, which creates a safe space for both of you.
quality time focused - he would prioritize spending meaningful time together, whether it’s quiet nights in or adventures out, always valuing those moments.
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Chan, who loves taking you in the shower, using his strength to push you against the wall as the warm water runs down his back, fingers digging into your thighs and wet hair glued against his forehead. He relies on how you trust him to hold you up, the way you just get lost in the pleasure, biting your bottom lip to stay quiet if there's anyone else in the apartment because the moment is just yours, and your sounds are for him and him only.
Chan, who caresses your face as your mouth works around his cock, tongue circling around his tip. He's always so delicate with it, thumb drawing shapes against your cheek, fingers running through your hair, eyes fixed on yours even when it gets intense because he just loves to see how you look trying to take all of him, eyes glistening with lust, cheeks all red and puffed out.
Chan, who could lazily make out with you for hours on end. It's his favorite thing, honestly, sitting you on his lap, hands finding their way inside the hoodie you stole from him and exploring your mouth with his until you have to pull away for air. Making his way down to kiss your neck, slightly biting at the delicate skin and leaving little marks he would definitely be staring at tomorrow. His thumb rubs against your red, plump bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth, your tongue finding his, your hands around his shoulders and playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
Chan, who loves cuddling naked under the covers after a warm shower. It's most of the time pretty innocent, just feeling your back against his chest and smelling your shampoo as you tell him about your day, words jumbled as sleep starts to take over. Other times, he can feel you pushing your ass against his cock as one of his hands finds its way to cupping your breasts, swirling your nipples between his fingers delicately, breathless sounds leaving your lips. Both of you know it won't be long until he's pushing himself inside you, cursing as he bottoms out, telling you how good you feel around him.
Chan who has one arm holding his body over yours, the other occupied with two fingers buried deep inside your cunt, the palm of his hand brushing against your clit with each movement. His face is so close to yours, nose caressing your cheek and his lips brushing over your own as he makes you cum, whispering obscenities only for you to hear. He makes it clear he's nowhere near done with your body, eyes fixed on yours as he pushes the fingers that were inside your dripping hole a moment ago into his mouth, licking and sucking them clean, mouth capturing yours so you can taste yourself on his tongue.
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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕜🧸
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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥: Fresh start
Word count: 4507
Summary: After freshening up, Y/N is warmly welcomed by her pack and her new scent, especially Felix and Han, but the mood shifts when I.N becomes overwhelmed by her returning scent. Chan and Lee Know reassure him, while Y/N feels guilty. Hyunjin then invites her on a grocery run, allowing them to bond despite her nervousness. Upon returning, they find the pack in turmoil due to Seungmin’s hurtful words to Felix. Y/N steps in to mediate, expressing her desire to belong and urging unity. After the confrontation, she finds comfort in Hyunjin’s support while unpacking her belongings, deepening their connection and making her feel more at home.
Warning: Angst/comfort, cursing, hate.
After Y/N freshened up, she made her way downstairs, the familiar sounds of her pack filling the air. As soon as she reached the bottom step, she was ambushed by Felix and Han.
"Y/Nnie! I missed you so much!" Felix exclaimed, his eyes shining with joy as he wrapped her in a bear hug.
"You smell so sweet, Y/Nnie," Han chimed in, pressing his face into her neck, inhaling deeply.
"Hannie, stop licking it!" she squeaked, laughter bubbling up as Han playfully nuzzled her scent gland. "That tickles!"
"Can’t help it! You just smell so good," he teased, grinning at her reaction.
Just then, Chan stepped in, a mix of amusement and exasperation on his face. "You two, cut it out. Let her breathe!"
Felix pouted but let go, while Han feigned innocence. "We’re just showing our love, Chan!"
"Well, your love is suffocating her," Chan replied, shaking his head with a chuckle. "Now come eat before it gets cold!"
Lee Know appeared from the kitchen, expertly placing down a feast of breakfast dishes. "Seriously, guys, let her eat," he said, rolling his eyes.
"Whoa, bacon!" Changbin yelled, rushing in and plopping down at the table as the rest of the members filtered in one by one.
Just then, I.N stumbled into the room, his face pale and his hair disheveled. "Chan?" he mumbled, gripping the doorway for support.
The room fell silent, everyone’s eyes turning toward him with concern. "Oh my God, what’s wrong, I.N?" Chan rushed over, guiding him to a nearby chair.
"I... there’s a new scent," I.N gasped, clutching his chest. "It’s making my alpha go crazy, Chan. My heart won’t stop racing. I feel so sick."
Panic flickered across Chan's face as he exchanged a worried glance with Lee Know. "Innie, that’s Y/N’s scent. She got her scent back," he said slowly, the realization dawning on them both.
"What?!" I.N’s eyes widened, confusion mixing with distress. "But how? Is she okay?"
"She’s fine!" Chan reassured him, placing a steadying hand on his shoulder. "You just need to breathe. It’s overwhelming, but it’s just her. You’ll get used to it."
"Yeah, your alpha instincts are just reacting," Lee Know added, trying to keep the mood light. "You’re okay, just… chill."
“Will he be okay?” Y/N asked, a twinge of guilt creeping into her voice as she watched I.N struggle.
“Yeah, he’ll be fine. His alpha just needs to adjust to you and your new scent,” Changbin reassured her, handing I.N a cup of water. “Here, drink this.”
“O-okay, but do I have to stay away from him…?” she frowned, her fingers absentmindedly playing with Felix’s charm bracelet, a nervous habit she’d developed.
“No, no! I can handle it,” I.N insisted, though his eyes flashed red momentarily as he squeezed them shut, trying to regain control. He let out a soft growl, his nails digging into Chan’s skin as he fought against the overwhelming sensations.
“I.Nnie, you should go back to bed,” Chan said, his voice laced with concern as he felt I.N’s grip tightening.
“I’ll take him, Hyung,” Han offered, rising from his seat, but Chan quickly shook his head.
“No, babe, he’s really heavy. You might tumble and fall,” Chan replied, carefully lifting I.N, who felt almost weightless in his arms despite the tension radiating from him.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen,” Y/N said, her voice trembling slightly. “I can put on the scent blockers so you don’t have to feel like this.”
“NO. Don’t,” I.N huffed, frustration etched on his face as he held his head in his hands. “You just got better! I’m not going to ruin that again.”
Chan exchanged worried glances with the others, feeling the weight of I.N’s struggle. “You’re not ruining anything. We’ll figure this out together. Just breathe.”
I.N took a shaky breath, trying to calm his racing heart. “It’s just… it feels like I’m on fire. I can’t help it,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper
“I’ll bring some ginger tea; it should help,” Leeknow instructed, getting started on the tea as Chan hummed and slipped away into the corridors.
“Felix, babe, I need you to show Y/N her room, please, and help her unpack, okay?” Leeknow asked, glancing over his shoulder.
“Alright, baby, I got you,” Felix replied, planting a quick kiss on Leeknow’s cheek before heading to the sink to put his dishes away.
“Han, can you go grab more eggs from the chicken coop?” Leeknow asked, pouring hot water into a cup.
“I can do that! Can I take Y/N with me, Hyung?” Han pleaded, giving Leeknow his best puppy-dog eyes.
Leeknow rolled his eyes but eventually nodded. “Okay, but you two be careful. No crossing the forest line, understood?” He shot them a serious look, making sure they understood.
“Yes, yes—”
“Good morning, everyone!” Hyunjin strolled into the kitchen, his aura commanding instant attention. Y/N froze, sitting up straight, while Felix pouted.
“I’m going to the store. Y/N, come on,” Hyunjin said, his gaze locking onto her, causing the room to fall silent.
“M-me?” she stammered, swallowing hard.
“Yes, you pabo. Who else is named Y/N?” Hyunjin smirked, leaning casually against the doorframe, arms crossed.
“B-but I thought you hated me…” Y/N’s voice faltered, her grip tightening around Felix’s hand. She felt a mix of fear and a longing for acceptance from Hyunjin, despite his past behavior.
“Ugh,” Hyunjin rolled his eyes, furrowing his brow as he grabbed a piece of toast. “I can tolerate you. Come on before I change my mind.” With that, he headed out, leaving an echo of tension in the air.
“I think you should go, Y/Nnie. It’ll give you guys some time alone,” Changbin encouraged her gently.
“R-really?” she whispered, hope flickering in her chest.
“Yeah, I talked to him, so he’ll behave,” Leeknow chimed in, grabbing the cup of tea for I.N. “Good luck, baby.”
Y/N glanced at Felix, who looked just as confused but supportive. Slowly, she let go of his hand.
“I’ll come with you,” Felix said, shrugging as he stood up.
“But Felix—” she hissed, anxiety creeping in.
“It’s good for you guys to get along. I hate my mates fighting,” Felix whined, pulling her toward the door. “This is a good time for him to apologize.”
“Felix!” she protested, but they were already outside, standing by Hyunjin’s car. He looked at them with an expression of mild boredom as he unlocked the door.
“You two behave. Actually, Hyunjin, you behave. If you hurt her, I swear—”
“Babe, I won’t. Calm down,” Hyunjin huffed, starting the engine.
“Felix, I thought you were coming?” Y/N pouted, looking up at him with wide eyes.
“Nope! Hyunjin, drive before she jumps out of the car,” Felix giggled, closing the door just as Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise. Before she could react, they were pulling out of the driveway, her scent intensifying with rising fear.
“Relax, will you? Your scent is going to make me pass out,” Hyunjin said, turning on the AC.
“S-sorry,” Y/N muttered, trying to calm her racing heart. She felt trapped between excitement and anxiety, hoping that this awkward outing might lead to something better between her and Hyunjin.
She let out soft whimpers as Hyunjin’s gaze focused on her lap. He was wrestling with his own nerves, trying to figure out how to start the conversation. Why did she have to smell so good? His beta instincts were on high alert, making it hard to concentrate, and he almost missed the turn into the supermarket.
“Okay, listen,” he finally said as he parked the car. Y/N didn’t look up, worried he might think she was challenging him. Sighing, he reached for her shaking hands. “You need to breathe and stop shaking. I promise, I won’t hurt you.”
Y/N’s eyes widened as she stared at their hands interlocked in surprise. What was happening here?
“Y/N, I really want to apologize for making your past few days difficult,” he said, his voice softening.
“Apologize?” she whispered, glancing up at him, confusion flickering in her eyes. “But…”
“It wasn’t fair for me to judge you right away. I should have given you a chance before shutting you out. I guess I’m just… nervous. Sorry,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair and squeezing her hands gently.
“You don’t have to be nervous, oppa,” she replied, her lips curving into a small smile. His flustered state was oddly endearing, and she felt a warmth spread through her.
“I’m really sorry for hurting your feelings. You’re part of our pack now, and it’s my job to take care of you. I’ve had my own struggles in the past, and they kind of clouded my judgment… just ask Jisung,” he added with a light laugh.
“I’ve heard about the headphones,” she giggled, feeling the tension lift as her scent brightened.
“Yeah, poor I.N.,” he said with a smirk, rubbing soothing circles on her hand. “The point is, I really hope we can start fresh.”
“It’s okay, oppa. I get where you’re coming from. I really appreciate your apology, and I’m all for a fresh start,” she replied, her voice warm.
“Thank you! And don’t worry about Seungmin; he’ll come around eventually,” Hyunjin said, his tone lightening. He leaned over and gave her hand a quick, friendly kiss, making her blush.
“Aish, so cute!” he laughed, quickly pulling out his phone to snap a picture of her adorable expression.
“NOOOO!” she squealed, trying to grab the phone from him.
“Too late!” he teased, playfully keeping it out of her reach. He turned off the car and opened the door with a grin. “Let’s head inside before they think I actually left you stranded,”
As they got out, she felt a mixture of relief and excitement. Maybe things were finally turning a corner between them.
"I'm just grabbing some paint," Hyunjin informed her as they wandered down a few aisles. He intertwined their fingers again, feeling his beta instincts kick into high gear now that he had one of his omega's by his side. “Don’t leave my side.”
"You paint?" Y/N asked softly, glancing at a few items on the shelves.
"Yeah, I think you've heard the rules about my painting room," he said, quickly looking at her. She remembered the tales of his exclusive space.
“Oh, yes! Can I see a painting?” she asked casually, but he stiffened for a moment, his mind racing.
“Yes, one day,” he replied, trying to maintain his composure as he picked out paints and brushes. “If you see anything you want, just put it in the tray, okay?”
“But oppa, I don’t have money,” she frowned.
“It’s okay, I’m paying—”
“But—”
“Pick something or we’re not leaving the store,” he said with a playful glare. She huffed like a little kid, reluctantly moving down the aisle. She felt a bit overwhelmed; having just gone on a shopping spree a few days ago, she wasn’t sure what to get.
“Don’t go too far, Y/N,” he warned, glancing back at her as she wandered into another aisle.
“Okay, oppa!” she called back, strolling around but making sure to return to him every few minutes. Once he finished, he quickly followed her as she looked for something she wanted.
“Can I get some baking supplies?” she asked when they reached the baking aisle.
“Yeah, go ahead. Do you like baking?” Hyunjin asked, looking up from his phone.
“Yes, I do! I noticed you guys only have trays for brownies,” she pouted, dropping pans into the basket.
“Yeah, because Felix only bakes brownies and cookies,” he explained, leaning over to admire her. She looked beautiful, her skin glowing under the store’s lights.
“Really? That needs to change now that I’m here. I’m going to teach him more recipes—”
Suddenly, a voice squealed, interrupting their peaceful shopping. “Oh my god, are you Hyunjin? Hyunjin from Stray Kids? Camilla, I told you it was him!”
“Ugh, we forgot to wear masks,” he hissed, cursing himself. He instinctively stood in front of Y/N, shielding her while putting on a forced smile.
“Hello, ladies,” he said, waving and bowing slightly.
“Hyunjin! Can we please have a picture?” one girl asked, grabbing onto him without consent.
“Hey, whoa, calm down,” he chuckled nervously, trying to pry her off him. “I’m kind of busy right now, so I can’t really take pictures.”
Y/N felt her agitation rising as she softly growled, her protective instincts flaring. Why were they touching him without asking?
“But Hyunjin! This is the first time I’ve ever seen you!” another girl exclaimed.
“He said back off,” Y/N growled softly again, her eyes shimmering gold. Hyunjin gasped and quickly pulled her under his arm, trying to comfort her.
“Ladies, we’ll be off. Maybe next time,” he said, panic creeping into his voice. He felt Y/N’s tension and wanted to diffuse the situation as quickly as possible. The girls looked surprised but took a step back, realizing they’d crossed a line.
“Let’s go, Y/N,” he said, guiding her away. “I’m sorry about that. You okay?”
She nodded, though she still felt the remnants of her frustration. “Yeah, just... why didn’t they ask first?”
“I know, they really should have respected our space,” he replied, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. “But let’s focus on you for now. What else do you want to pick out?”
Y/N pouted slightly, feeling a mix of frustration and gratitude that he was so quick to brush off the situation but she decided to let it go for now. “I’ve got everything for baking, but can I grab a few snacks for I.N? He wasn’t feeling so well.”
“Of course,” he said, shrugging with a smile. “Let’s find him some good stuff.” He followed her around the aisle, his fingers still tapping away on his phone as he texted the group about the situation, balancing concern for I.N with a playful ease as they browsed together.
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𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕠𝕤💦🍑
Babydaddy🍆💦:
How's shopping going babe? Did she forgive you?
GreekGod👨🎨 :
Yeah she did and shopping is alright, she's picking out a few baking supplies right now
Sunshinetwin#1💛🐣:
Ohh! she looks so cute Hyung!🥺😍
Sunshinetwin#2❤️🍑:
Yes she does! tell her i say i miss her😭
Gymdaddy❤️💦🍆:
You guys just saw her 20 minutes ago🤔🤔
Sunshinetwin#2❤️🍑:
Yes but still. I miss her☹️☹️
GreekGod👨🎨 :
We'll be home in a bit. She wants to pick up some snacks for I.N and you guys
Babybread🦊🩵:
Yah! she's so cute i cant handle it.🥰🥰
Catmommy😻❤️:
Are you feeling better innie?
Babybread🦊🩵:
Yes hyung, i've calmed down a bit
GreekGod👨🎨 :
what even happened?
Babydaddy🍆💦:
He needs to get used to Y/n's scent or he might go feral on her
GreekGod👨🎨 :
Damn! that's tough, you'll be okay baby. i'll come cuddle you when i'm back
Meanie🐶❤️:
That's a sign for her to leave, i thought you were on my team Hyunjin? why are you with her?
GreekGod👨🎨 :
Okay first of all there is no such thing as teams🙄🙄
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GreekGod👨🎨 :
and Leeknow-hyung and Channie-hyung talked some sense into me and she's actually pretty cool to hang out with. you should get to know her
Meanie🐶❤️:
I'd rather die.😒
Babydaddy🍆💦:
Behave now.🤨
Meanie🐶❤️:
Don't tell me what to do.
Catmommy😻❤️:
Who are you talking to like that?🤨
Meanie🐶❤️:
BangChan who else? Leave me alone Leeknow.
Sunshinetwin#1💛🐣:
ouu you've done it this time seungmin.😰😰
Meanie🐶❤️:
Shut up Felix this is your fault
Sunshinetwin#1💛🐣:
Im sorry Seungmin ☹️☹️
GreekGod👨🎨 :
Don't talk to him like that or i'll deal with you when i get home🤨
Babydaddy🍆💦:
No i will.
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“Hyunjin?” Y/N called, tugging at his sweater as he furiously texted on his phone, seemingly lost in his own world. “Hyunjin? Is everything okay?” Her nose scrunched up at the sour scent wafting off him, a mix of anxiety and frustration.
“Hyunjin, your scent—” she coughed, tugging harder at his jacket. Finally, he snapped out of it.
“Hey, whoa, sorry. I was distracted. You okay?” He rubbed her back, trying to calm both himself and her.
“Yeah, I was saying I was done,” she said, shifting on her foot nervously while glancing into the basket filled with their finds.
“Okay, let’s go,” he said, but she didn’t budge, a frown deepening on her face.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He crouched slightly to meet her gaze.
“Are you mad at me? If I made you mad, I can put something back—”
“No, love, I’m not mad. I’m mad at something else, but not you,” he reassured her, feeling a pang of guilt for making her worry.
“You sure?” she asked, her eyes searching his.
“Yes, I am,” he replied, pulling her under his arms again, feeling the tension ease a bit.
“U-um, can I scent you?” she asked, playing with his sleeve, her voice soft and a little shy. “Just to make sure?”
“Yes, once we get to the car, love,” he assured her with a gentle smile. They made their way to the register, and Hyunjin didn’t even wait for the total cost; he simply swiped his card and grabbed the bags, eager to get outside.
“Alright, let’s go,” he said, leading her out of the store.
Once they were outside, she took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air wash over her. “Thank you for letting me come with you,” she said, glancing up at him.
“Of course! I thought you might enjoy it,” he replied, his expression softening. “And besides, I wanted to spend some time with you. Just us.”
She smiled, feeling her heart flutter. “You really mean that?”
“Absolutely. Now, how about that scenting?” he teased lightly, guiding her to the car.
“Right!” Y/N grinned, her nervousness fading. Once inside, she leaned in closer, inhaling his comforting scent and scenting his neck glands. “See? Much better.”
“Glad I could help,” he chuckled, watching her with warmth. “Now let’s head home and show Felix your new baking supplies. He’s going to be so excited,”
“Definitely, And maybe we can bake together?” she suggested, her eyes lighting up.
“Sounds like a plan. I’m looking forward to it,” he replied, starting the engine and pulling out of the parking lot, feeling lighter now that they were back on the same page.
Y/N and Hyunjin stepped into the house, both feeling lighter after their shopping trip. But the moment they crossed the threshold, the atmosphere shifted. A huge argument echoed through the halls, making them pause.
“Man,” Hyunjin huffed, sighing as he grabbed all the bags out of the car. “What now?”
“Is everything okay? Why are they fighting?” Y/N asked, her brow furrowed in concern.
“Probably because of Seungmin,” Hyunjin replied, unlocking the door just as the argument grew louder. They navigated through the living room, which was empty, and entered the kitchen where Leeknow was cooking lunch.
“You aren’t getting involved?” Hyunjin snickered as he set down the snacks and Y/N’s supplies before reaching for his painting gear.
“Nope, the alphas are handling it. He made Felix cry,” Leeknow said, feeding Y/N a piece of kimchi. “Is it good?”
“Yes, oppa! But why is Felix crying?” she asked, reaching for I.N's snacks.
Leeknow exchanged a nervous glance with Hyunjin before he spoke. “Seungmin said some hurtful things, but it’s okay—”
“It is his fault! She wouldn’t even be here if he hadn’t brought her here!” Seungmin’s loud voice cut through the kitchen, making Y/N wince.
“No, it isn’t my fault! You’re the only one who has a problem!” Felix shrieked, his voice cracking as loud sobs followed.
“Hey! Both of you, cut it out now!” Changbin yelled, his commanding voice drowning out the chaos.
Feeling a mix of curiosity and concern, Y/N found her feet moving before she could think twice. She headed upstairs, Hyunjin right behind her. “Where are you going?” he asked, his tone a mix of worry and caution.
“I want to see what’s going on,” she replied, glancing back at him. “Maybe I can help.”
“Y/N, be careful,” he warned, though his tone held a hint of admiration for her bravery.
As they reached the top of the stairs, the argument grew even louder. Y/N stopped in front of a door slightly ajar, peeking inside to find Seungmin pacing, his face flushed with anger. Felix sat on the floor, tears streaming down his cheeks, while I.N stood with clenched fists, visibly upset.
“Can we all just calm down for a second?” I.N pleaded, his voice wavering. “This isn’t helping anyone!”
“Easy for you to say! You’re not the one who feels like the outsider here!” Seungmin shot back, frustration evident in his tone.
“Y/N is part of our pack now! You need to accept that!” Felix shouted through his tears, his voice breaking.
Hyunjin stepped forward, squeezing Y/N’s hand. “Maybe we shouldn't go in,” he suggested, his expression serious.
“Wait,” Y/N whispered, feeling the tension in the air. “I think I need to say something.” She took a deep breath, ready to step into the fray.
She squeezed Hyunjin’s hand for reassurance, then stepped into the room, her presence instantly capturing everyone's attention.
“Guys,” she said, her voice steady but gentle, “can we all just take a moment?”
I.N’s eyes widened in surprise, and Felix quickly wiped his tears, looking hopeful. “Y/N, you shouldn’t have to—”
“No, let her speak,” Hyunjin interrupted, stepping beside her. “She deserves to be heard.”
Y/N nodded, gathering her thoughts as she faced the room. “I know things have been tense since I got here. I appreciate that you all care so much, but I don’t want to be the reason for any more fighting. You’re my pack now, and I want us to get along.”
“Y/N, you don’t have to—” Changbin started, but she held up a hand.
“I do want to. It’s important to me. I know it’s hard for everyone to adjust, especially with how things started. But I really want to make this work,” she said, glancing at each of them. “You all mean a lot to me already, and I don’t want anyone to feel like they’re not included.”
Felix sniffled, his eyes glistening. “I just want us all to be happy.”
“Exactly,” Y/N encouraged, her voice steady. “Let’s find a way to support each other instead of pushing each other away. I promise I’m not here to take anyone’s place. I want to grow with all of you.”
“This is pathetic,” Seungmin scoffed, crossing his arms defiantly.
“Seriously, what’s your problem with me?” Y/N shot back, her gaze unwavering. “I get that you don’t like me, but the rest of the pack does. So what’s the issue? Can you stop bullying me and just back off?” Her voice carried a mix of frustration and hurt, and the room fell silent, the tension palpable.
“You don’t even know me, so why do you have a problem with me?” she continued, her voice firm but shaking slightly.
Seungmin only scoffed again before storming out, leaving everyone else in the room exchanging worried glances.
“I’ll go talk to him,” Chan sighed, getting off his bed and making his way after the beta. He paused to give Felix and Han a quick kiss on the forehead, offering them a reassuring smile.
Y/N felt a wave of frustration wash over her; she couldn’t bear to see Felix upset because of her. “I need some air,” she murmured and quickly slipped out of the room.
“Hey, are you okay?” Hyunjin called after her, his brow furrowing in concern. He gently grabbed her arm, stopping her from walking away.
“I just… I need to nest and have some time alone. Can you show me my room?” she sighed, looking up at him with tired eyes.
“Yeah, of course,” he replied, his tone warm and understanding. “Let’s go.”
They walked down the corridor together, the atmosphere lightening a little as they made their way to her room. “I’ll drop my stuff in my room and then come help you move the bags from Felix’s,” Hyunjin said, glancing at her.
She nodded, grateful for his support. Once they got the bags with all her new items and reached her room, which was similar to Felix’s but with a larger bed—likely because it was one of the guest rooms—Y/N felt a bit of relief wash over her.
She sat down in the middle of her bags, feeling the weight of the day finally starting to lift. Hyunjin flopped onto the bed, scrolling through his social media while occasionally checking in on her.
Y/N focused on folding her clothes, lost in her own thoughts as she neatly organized everything. Meanwhile, Hyunjin couldn’t resist snapping another photo of her, capturing the moment as she concentrated, wishing he could know what was going through her mind.
“Hey,” he said suddenly, breaking the silence. “You’re really good at this. Need any help?”
She looked up, surprised by his offer. “I appreciate it, but I think I’ve got it. Just give me a moment.”
“Okay, but I’m right here if you need me,” he assured her, a warm smile lighting up his face.
Feeling a bit lighter, Y/N smiled back, grateful for his presence.
She sighed again as she sat in the middle of the bags, her frustration bubbling beneath the surface. The tension from earlier with Seungmin still clung to her like a heavy blanket, and she felt overwhelmed. Hyunjin watched her from the bed, his heart aching for her. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn’t want to intrude.
“Hey,” he said softly again, breaking the silence. “You know, it’s okay to feel upset about Seungmin. He’s just… complicated.”
“Complicated?” she scoffed, folding a shirt with more force than necessary. “That’s one way to put it. I don’t understand why he has to be like this. I haven’t done anything to him.”
“Yeah, he can be a bit of a bully sometimes,” Hyunjin admitted, shifting to sit on the edge of the bed. “But it’s not about you. He has his own issues to deal with. It doesn’t make it right, though.”
“Doesn’t make it any easier for me either,” she replied, finally looking up to meet his gaze. “I just want to feel like I belong here, and he’s making that really hard.”
Hyunjin’s heart swelled with empathy. “You do belong, Y/N. I promise. The others see it, even if Seungmin can’t right now. Give him time.”
She nodded, but doubt still flickered in her eyes. “I just don’t want to be a burden to anyone. I hate that Felix is upset because of me.”
“Felix cares about you. We all do,” he reassured her. “He’ll come around. And as for Seungmin, he’ll figure it out eventually. You just have to keep being you.”
“Being me seems to be causing chaos,” she muttered, trying to chuckle but it came out as more of a sigh.
“Sometimes chaos is part of the process,” Hyunjin replied with a small smile. “Look at it this way: if he’s reacting this strongly, it means you matter. He wouldn’t waste energy on you if he didn’t.”
Y/N raised an eyebrow, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. “You really think so?”
“Absolutely. Just hang in there,” he said, his voice warm and encouraging. “Now, let’s tackle these bags. You can’t nest properly until your stuff is sorted.”
As they began to unpack again, Hyunjin found himself stealing glances at her, admiring how she focused on each item with care. She was mesmerizing in her own way, and he couldn’t help but capture another photo of her, hoping to remember this moment.
“Hyunjin, are you going to keep taking pictures of me?” she asked, catching him mid-snap.
“Maybe,” he replied playfully, grinning. “But only because you look cute while you work.”
“Cute, huh?” she said, rolling her eyes but unable to suppress a smile. “Keep that up, and I might start thinking you’re flirting with me.”
“Would that be so bad?” he teased, leaning back on his hands, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“Maybe not,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing slightly. “But let’s focus on unpacking first.”
“Deal,” he said, and they fell into a comfortable rhythm, chatting and laughing as they sorted through her belongings.
As the last bag was put away, Y/N finally felt a sense of calm washing over her. Nesting was important, and with Hyunjin’s support, she felt a little more at home. “Thanks for helping me,” she said softly, her gratitude genuine.
“Anytime, Y/N.” He paused, glancing toward the door. “Let’s get ready to leave, yeah? Practice starts soon and i think Chan will want us to have lunch before we leave,”
“Yeah,” she agreed.
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A/N: Finally! we've gotten the long awaited apology from Hyunjin!
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He had his eyes closed. Hand on your hips as he groans slightly. You were kissing him, and by him you mean every inch of him.
"So pretty, you're so pretty" you mumbled in the crook of his neck as you sucked on a spot. It drove him insane.
"You're killing me here" He whines softly. "Am I?" You grin. You don't get a response and you leave it at that.
"Let me take care of ya" You say as your hand travels under his tshirt. "Cmon, take it off"
He obliges. Your eyes travel all over his body, your hand mimicking the path followed by your eyes.
Your head dips and you start kissing him, every inch of his bare skin. "Sometimes I can't believe you're real"
He only smiles lazily to that. You cup his face to kiss his lips again.
"I love you" He sighs.
"I love you too"
Found random motivation after a million years to write something
Wrote this in like 10mins leave me alone😭
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i was wondering if we could have an argument or really angsty fanfic kind of i nEED to be hurt lolll
Keeping up with the Bhangs
Not the angstiest them all but yeah.
Warning: Angst, fighting, broken arm
Summary: Chan is a billionaire who can’t seem to stop demanding so much from his wife.
Pairing: Chan x reader.
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"Chan I'm so mad at you," she exclaimed as she walked out their bathroom. It was as big as 4 bathrooms combined but better and more expensive.
She made her way into their walk in closet where Chan continued to put on his tie obviously not bothered by Y/n's rant.
"Baby, can we not do this right now? I have work right now," he put on his shoes and grabbed the jacket that Y/n had neatly ironed for him.
This annoyed her so much because why was he being so dismissive about the situation. He had always listened to her.
"But Chan, you can't just expect me to drop everything I have to come with you later," she crossed her arms together and glared at him as he walked up and down their room now trying to get everything together for the day.
Yes, even tho he was the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world he still chose to be in time for work so he could be able to set an example.
"Christopher? Are you even listening to me?"
The tension in the room was high.
"I'm not Y/n!" He snapped turning to look at her, "I have work, I have meeting, I have things to do! You having to put on a pretty dress and smiling for one of the biggest events of the year shouldn't have to make me hustle like this. So please," he rubbed his temples and grabbed his phone from the table stand.
His phone was blowing up. Probably all calls from the office or his assistant. God, his assistant. The thought of her made Y/n skin crawl. Anger was slowly fueling her outburst.
"Chan you know Joon-Ho has soccer all day and you already told me to go to it without you. Then Ji has a play. You want me to drive back home get dressed for a night out?"
The kids were downstairs watching tv while getting ready for their day. Their usual routine set by Y/n who chose to be THAT kind on mum. You know? The pretty, laid back, almond mum? It was working great for the kids.
"God! Why do you have to be so difficult. Fine. I'll just go with my assistant," he didn’t mean it but he was so angry he couldn’t hold back. He knew how much Y/n hated his assistant. How much she got jealous whenever she was around.
She frowns and the anger she initially felt, slowly melted. She couldn’t speak. She was hurt by his words.
"Chan that's not what I mean-"
"Then what? What do you possibly want from me?" He growled, "this conversation is over."
He grabbed his laptop bag and left her to stand there alone. The rising sun sending sun rays through their big windows. Her body slowly shock as each sob left her mouth.
This wasn't there first argument. They had argued the night before about the same thing but this time Chan was really laying it on her.
Chan always tried to understand her. He always listened but recently the more his business became successful the more rough and snappy he became and it wasn't helping her at all because having 3 children and one on the way was heavy.
Yes they had nanny's, yes they had drivers, yes they had maids but she didn't like to bother them. She liked doing things by herself because at the end of the they were her kids. She didn't know what evil intentions these workers had against her or her babies.
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"Mama!" The voice of her littlest rung through her ear. Her scream making her body completely go numb.
"Soo-min? Babygirl? What happened?!" She gasped finding the little one on the ground holding her wrist.
"Mama!" She cried and jumped into her arms seeking comfort from Y/n.
"Soo-min, you have to tell mama what's wrong," Y/n panicked. How could she be so blind. She turned her back for one second.
"Mama it hurts!" She screamed once again in agony as she still held onto her wrist. Y/n's heart skipping so many beats.
It was only 10 minutes till end of the game. Why did this have to happen to her? Her brain was trying to process the situation. Trying to figure out what to do. The nanny was quick to be by her side trying to help in any possible way.
"Let mama see princess," she begged her little one, "did you fall down?" She questioned the crying girl.
"Mummy, can I go with the girls before the the play?" Ji-Yeon, their middle child, asked her.
"Not right now Ji, your sister’s hand is hurt-" she was shitting it down but a tantrum began. She couldn’t handle everything that was going on at once.
"But mum! You never let me go play! I wish daddy was here instead of you!" This stung. This hurt Y/n. This made her feel like the worst person in the world. Her husband hated her, she couldn't take care of her kids and they hated her. Her mental breakdown was slowly building up.
"Can you behave right now? I can't deal with you bratty attitude right now,"
"I hate you!" She barked back.
"Ji-Yeon. Do not try to tempt me right now or so help me God. Go sit over there and keep quiet or you're grounded."
Although she was in the middle of a tantrum the girl was scared, so scared she got up and made her way to the table where she continued to sulk.
"Soo-min, let mama see okay?" The little girl handed her mum the little hand. Her hand was so tiny that Chan loved to call it a baby paw because of the shape in made when it was in a fist.
Her wrist didn't look okay, it looked broken and that only made Y/n's anxiety grow larger but she kept her cool and continued to carry the little one to the nanny.
"Take her to the car right now, I'll get the rest of the kids. I think she broke her wrist. Please inform Chan to meet us at the hospital," the nanny agreed and slowly carried the crying girl.
Y/n rushed over to the coach and teacher to apologize for her abrupt leave. She explained to them the situation and told them that their other driver and nanny would be there to pick up her oldest son. She made sure security was with him before kissing him goodbye as he continued to play on with his game.
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It was 6:30 when Chan run through the door. He was panicking and his tie was loosened around his neck.
"Is she okay? What happened?" His breathing was quick but his body relaxed once he saw his wife.
"How could you let this happen Y/n?" He barked at her.
"I was just trying to collect everything so-"
"She's a kid! A 4 year old. You guys should be paying close attention to her. Where's the nanny? Tell her she's fired, I can't believe you right now,"
"Are you fucking kidding me right now? Who takes care of the kids on a daily? Me! Who goes for all their shows and their sports events? Me! Who's there to pick up the pieces whenever you leave home? Me! So don't you dare come in here and say it's my fault Chan," hot tears poured from her eyes and she glared at him. He was taken back. Everyone in the room was.
“I’m not saying it’s your fault…” he looked at the floor. Regret was eating him alive.
"I want a divorce Chan." Chan didn't allow her to even get the chance to walk away before he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the private hospital lounge. He wasn't going to have this conversation out there where nurses and doctors were watching.
Just like the kpop world worked, the Korean business world worked the same. Dispatch and everyone was ready for the biggest millionaires to crash and fall. Everyone was waiting for the latest scandal or drama and this was not going to look good for him.
"What do you mean you want a divorce?" He asked in disbelief. Her brain felt foggy and she felt exhausted.
"Chan, we're always fighting. You treat me like shit. You barely listen to me. You think I'm some baby making machine. All you care about is our image!" She exclaimed gasping for air, "I wish you never became rich, I want the old you back,"
His hands wrapped around her instantly. No hesitation. Her scent filled his nostrils and his body automatically relaxed. De ja vu was hitting him hard.
"I'm sorry," was all he could say. "Let me fix this, please my love?"
"C-Chan I can't. I can't do this anymore," she cried harder. A panic attack slowly passing by.
"Shhh, hey? Look at me. We're okay. I will fix this. I love you so much." He whispered while leaving kisses on her forehead.
"Can we finish up from the hospital and talk at home? Please my love,"
"Fine," she sighed, "but I'll go use the bathroom to wash up."
So she did, she washed her face and made her way to their daughters room where she found Chan goofing around with Soo-min. The poor little girl was so intrigued by her father that she forgot all about the bandaid they were wrapping her up with.
"Mum, are we still going to my play?" She asked softly. Y/n had totally forgot. How could she forget?
"Yes my love, let me talk to your dad really quickly, go get your bag," she giggled and quickly grabbed her bag, "can we stop by Yoona's house mama?"
"Yes princess, we can but only if you behave," the little girl smiled and quickly sat in the chair waiting for her mum to finish having a conversation with her dad.
"Chan, I have to take Ji-Yeon for her play, I totally forgot. Can you finish up here? I'll meet you at the house in like 2 hours,"
"Yeah sure, are you sure you wanna go for the play? You don't look too good love, I can go instead..."
"'No, I've got it. Once your finished up here, I called the chef to cook her some soup. Just feed it to her and then put her to sleep," she instructed Chan, "also make sure when you warm her bottle it's room temperature, she doesn't like it too hot or too cold. Also when you put her in bed you have to cuddle her Chan only for 5 minutes and she'll be out like a light."
Chan admired her as she wrote down the instructions down on the paper. Watching her be so controlling and being such a good mother was low key turning him on.
"Babe, we will be okay. I've done this before-"
"Yeah like 3 years ago before you became mr boss man," she teased her and quickly gave Soo-min a kiss on the cheek.
"Mummy loves you princess, I'll see you in a bit," the little girl waved at her mum and continued to admire the pink plaster that wrapped around her hand.
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Cards on the Table
CW: Ex!Boyfriend Remy, reference to past relationship, sexual content Word Count: 1198 Summary: As old flames ignite, you're reminded that some bonds are impossible to break, no matter the time or distance...
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The night was quiet, save for the soft hum of cicadas outside the window. The old, creaky house in the bayou seemed to breathe with every movement, its wooden frame groaning as if it, too, could feel the tension in the air. You stood in the living room, the light from the old chandelier casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. It had been years since you'd been here, years since you had last seen him.
Remy LeBeau—Gambit to some, but to you, he had simply been Remy, your Remy—was standing in the doorway, a crooked smile tugging at his lips. His eyes, those unmistakable red-on-black irises, gleamed with a mix of mischief and something darker, something more profound. The man had a way of looking at you that made your pulse quicken, made your breath hitch just slightly. He hadn’t changed much—same tousled auburn hair that framed his face, same effortless swagger that made you weak in the knees.
"Been a while, chérie," he drawled, his voice as smooth as ever, dripping with that Cajun charm you could never quite resist.
You nodded, unsure of what to say, your heart beating a wild rhythm in your chest. You'd convinced yourself that you were over him, that you'd moved on. But seeing him again, standing there with that infuriatingly confident smirk, you knew you had been lying to yourself.
"It has," you replied, your voice steadier than you felt.
Remy took a step closer, the space between you shrinking. You could smell the familiar scent of him—cigarettes, leather, and something uniquely his. It was intoxicating, a scent that brought back memories of long nights and stolen moments.
"Didn’t think I’d see you again," he murmured, his voice low, sending shivers down your spine. "You sure you ready for this, chère?"
There was a challenge in his tone, a dare that hung in the air between you. Remy had always been like this—pushing boundaries, testing limits. And you, against your better judgment, had always met him halfway. The pull between you two was magnetic, undeniable.
"Why wouldn’t I be?" you shot back, tilting your chin up in defiance.
He chuckled, the sound deep and rich, vibrating through the quiet room. "Still got that fire, I see. I always liked that about you."
Before you could respond, he was in front of you, his body mere inches from yours. He reached out, his gloved hand tracing the line of your jaw with a feather-light touch. The leather of his gloves was cool against your skin, a stark contrast to the heat of his gaze.
"You look good," he whispered, his thumb brushing across your bottom lip.
You swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way your body responded to his touch, the way your skin tingled where he touched you. "Remy..."
He silenced you with a look, his eyes darkening with something you recognized all too well. Desire, raw and potent, crackled between you like a live wire. He leaned in, his lips ghosting over your ear, his breath hot against your skin.
"I been thinkin' 'bout you," he confessed, his voice a husky whisper that made your knees weak. "Every damn day, chérie."
You closed your eyes, the confession washing over you like a wave. You had tried to forget him, tried to bury the memories deep, but they had always been there, lurking in the shadows of your mind, waiting to resurface.
"I tried to forget," you admitted, your voice trembling with the weight of your emotions. "But I couldn’t."
Remy pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his expression softening. "Then stop tryin', chère. Let’s stop pretendin' like we ain’t meant to be together."
He captured your lips in a searing kiss, his mouth moving against yours with a hunger that matched your own. It was like no time had passed, like you were back in those moments when nothing else mattered but the two of you. His hands roamed your body, pulling you closer, deepening the kiss until you were both breathless.
You melted into him, your hands tangling in his hair, pulling him even closer. The taste of him was familiar, intoxicating, and you wanted more. Needed more. The years of separation had done nothing to diminish the connection between you; if anything, it had only intensified the longing.
He broke the kiss, his breathing heavy, his forehead resting against yours. "Tell me you want this," he whispered, his voice thick with need. "Tell me you still want me."
Your answer came in the form of another kiss, your lips crushing against his with a desperation that matched his own. You needed him, more than you’d ever let yourself admit. The years apart had been a lie, a futile attempt to deny the truth that had always been there, simmering beneath the surface.
His hands slid down your body, gripping your hips and lifting you effortlessly. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he carried you across the room, his lips never leaving yours. The old house creaked under his weight as he pressed you against the wall, his body hard against yours.
"Remy," you breathed, your voice a mix of plea and command.
He looked at you, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "I got you, chérie. I ain’t lettin’ you go.”
With that, he captured your lips again, his kiss fierce and possessive. His hands roamed your body, sliding under your shirt to caress your skin. Every touch was a reminder of what you had missed, what you had tried so hard to forget. And as he made his way to your neck, his lips trailing fire along your skin, you knew you were lost. Lost to him, to the past, to the undeniable pull between you.
Clothes were discarded in a frenzied rush, both of you desperate to feel skin against skin. His body was as familiar to you as your own, every curve and muscle etched into your memory. And when he finally sank into you, it was like coming home. The years of separation melted away, leaving only the two of you, tangled together in a dance as old as time.
He moved with a slow, deliberate pace, his hands gripping your hips as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. The heat between you was palpable, your bodies slick with sweat as you clung to each other. Every thrust, every touch was a silent promise, a vow to never let go again.
"Chérie," he groaned, his voice rough with emotion "you feel so damn good."
You could only moan in response, your body arching into his, desperate for more. The pleasure built between you, a slow, torturous burn that threatened to consume you both. When your release finally came, it shattered through you in waves, your cries mingling with his name, whispered in the throes of ecstasy.
He held you through the aftershocks, his body trembling against yours, his breath hot against your skin. Neither of you spoke, the only sound was the heavy breathing that filled the room. But words weren’t necessary. You both knew what this meant, what this moment had done.
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svt finds out you were married before you met them
anon… this request is golden. thank you so much for sending it! i had the best time writing these 🤍
seventeen find out you were married before being with them
seungcheol: he’s at the bodega around the corner because you’re out of… he forgot the excuse. luckily, it was mumbled and difficult to make out, so he’ll bring back coffee. his palms are sweating and he looks up at the ceiling as if the answer’s in between the popcorn. now, you’re his. he’s yours. you’re one. but you were someone else’s, and that idea isn’t new to him, but knowing that someone was your husband makes it feel different. he looks up again. “please give me something here.” a light flickers. he leaves without the coffee
jeonghan: he stops to watch you spoon strawberry jam onto slices of toast. they’re golden brown triangles beside scrambled eggs, and you’re making sure the bright red covers the golden brown surface perfectly, just like you always do. the only red he can think about is the blood his heart is pumping, and the fact that his heart stopped pumping for a moment or two
joshua: “now everything makes sense.” “what do you mean?” “sometimes you’re just too good at being my partner.” “that has nothing to do with being married before. i’m literally just in love and obsessed with you. actually, being married did make me strict about the dishes. i’ll never go to bed with a pile in the sink.” “baby, you won’t go to bed if there’s a spoon in the sink or a crumb on the countertop.” “and how good does it feel to wake up and see a clean kitchen, hmm?”
jun: he’s confused. he’s wearing it, swallowing it, holding it in his gaze, and suddenly wondering how well he knows you— why it took you so long to tell him
soonyoung: “i knew it was a mistake by the next morning. i woke up craving my mom’s pancakes.” “have her send us the recipe.” you squeeze his hand and bow your head so your lips can brush its palm. “don’t worry, history won’t repeat itself.”
wonwoo: the photo album’s on his lap. it feels like a fever dream to look at you. you watch the sky through the window, craving color after too much black and white. “i’m mad at myself.” “why?” “i should’ve waited for you.”
jihoon: the ring came rolling out of its hiding spot and stopped in the middle of your bedroom floor. the sunlight caught it. he blinked a million times, felt his lips part too. you let it be. you exhaled, feeling relieved to part with the secret. finally
seokmin: “look at me. do i look upset?” “no… you eyes are all shiny” like he might cry. “it means a lot that you told me.” “i shouldn’t have waited so long.” “you really didn’t wait that long.” “are you sure you’re ok? do you… am i…” “yes.”
mingyu: the words come out on a sunday morning in the park near your place. your head’s on his shoulder. his hand’s on your thigh; it’s warm and the slightest bit rough—different from the cool, soft breeze on your cheek, on the back of your neck. he asks about your happiness and when it left the space you created with your ex. he wants to know what he can do to make sure that never happens again. he wants to make sure he’s not missing anything
minghao: he’s watching you. there’s gentle love in his eyes. he’s hoping you’ll look up and away from the sudsy dishes for just a moment long enough to realize he’s not mad. to realize it doesn’t change anything
seungkwan: he wonders about your wedding dress and if you still have it. he wonders about pictures and videos and the expression on your face at the altar. moments he’s dreamed about are already existing in memories, have already been seen by your loved ones, might be sour in your head. would you do it all again? do you even want to?
vernon: “i can’t help but wonder how many people make the same mistake as me… think something’s love when it’s not.” “do you really think of it as a mistake?” “pretty sure that’s just a fact.” “i’m not so sure… aren’t you the same person who’s told me for years that everything happens for a reason?” “maybe i just tell myself that to lessen the blow.” “possibly, but maybe it’s true. maybe that step that you think was in the wrong direction was crucial. i wouldn’t have found you any other way.”
chan: “i feel like i shouldn’t be looking at this… it’s like i’m seeing your dress before i’m supposed to. i shouldn’t know what you’ll look like walking down the aisle.” “this isn’t who i am anymore. think of how much time has passed. i have brand new skin now.” “…i thought you were going to say something romantic.”
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