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Reassurance

Fandom: Stray Kids

Sickie: Chan

Caregiver: Changbin

prompt @whumpril

No one’s POV.:

Chan was glad that they didn’t have any real schedule today, only having some songwriting with the rest of the members. It was somewhat special to have the entire group hang out at the 3racha dorm to write music together because it was so much more complex the more people were involved but at the same time, the songs were more meaningful if more members contributed their ideas. Doing it at one of their dorms was also a pleasant change as compared to the studio because they didn’t feel as pressured and Chan was glad to not have to go out at all. The thing was that the leader had come down with a bit of a cold over the previous night and woke up with an annoying buzz in his sinuses, making it hard for him to focus. He didn’t plan on telling the members about not feeling well, mainly because he didn’t feel like it was bad enough to be mentioned but also because he was the leader and eldest. He was always fine.

It wasn’t like Chan could hide his symptoms forever though. Sure, the headache and fatigue were easy to play off but his nose really made him struggle. It always felt like it was running but when he tried to blow it, it was blocked and gosh, did it itch! With Chan constantly scrubbing at his nose, it had turned an irritated shade of pink not long after he had gotten up. Hyunjin had pointed out the slight rasp to the leader’s voice but it was still early, so the dancer was easily convinced that it was just his hyung’s morning voice. Getting everyone settled in the living room was a little chaotic, so no one noticed Chan heading to the bathroom to blow his nose but they did hear the forceful sneeze he triggered. For some reason, blowing his nose had only left it more sensitive.

On his way back to the living room, Chan grabbed himself a glass of cold water because his throat was slowly starting to ache, the harsh sneeze no doubt having strained it. Plopping down on the couch, the Aussie felt like all his strength had left him and he leant into Seungmin’s side, trying to get comfortable despite the deep ache all over his body. Thinking Chan just wanted to tease him again, the vocalist shrugged him off and reminded: “Hyung, just because we’re at your dorm doesn’t mean that we don’t have to work, so let’s please just do something useful.”

The rejection hurt though Chan understood his dongsaeng’s reasoning and also knew that if he admitted to not feeling his best, they’d probably be a lot more understanding, but he didn’t want his cold to interfere with their work. Well, he didn’t intent for it to interfere with their work but there was only so much control that he had over it. Not wanting to annoy the members with his sniffles, Chan tried to avoid it at all costs and instead sat with the cuff of his sleeve permanently pressed against his nose, the fabric slowly growing damp while his skin started to chap. He couldn’t fight off the urge to sneeze though.

Though Chan usually had the habit of blessing himself after every sneeze, his sneezes soon came too frequently to bother. Besides, he was already causing so much disruption and didn’t want to cause any more by commenting on it every time. Maybe he should just tell the members that he was sick. His eyes were already watering badly from the congestion and the sinus headache and fatigue made it close to impossible for him to focus on his task anyway. Chan didn’t really have much time to ponder it though, his breath already hitching again. Ducking his face into the crook of his arm, the leader caught two loud sneezes and despite his best efforts at muffling them, they still startled Jisung enough to make him drop his pen. “Next time a warning would be nice”, the rapper muttered as he shakily picked up his pen. Rolling his eyes, Seungmin teased: “I’ll probably suffer from hearing loss due to a burst ear drum by tonight if you keep going at this rate.”

Knowing that their comments were just friendly banter, Chan tried to not let it get to him but for some reason it still left him feeling self-conscious. He had tried stifling his sneezes before and knew from experience that he wouldn’t be very successful and only get a worse sinus headache in turn, so it wasn’t really worth it. Feeling his nose tingle again, Chan’s heart started to race and he hurriedly scrubbed the back of his hand against his nose to ease the sensation. It didn’t do much except for making his skin burn but he really didn’t want to sneeze again. Sadly, there wasn’t much the Aussie could do about it and he soon lost the fight. The sneeze ended up wetter than expected and had Chan scramble to grab a tissue, making Jeongin chuckle: “I guess I’ll bring an umbrella next time I come over.”

By now, Chan expected that he was probably running a fever too. The members’ teasing wouldn’t usually affect his emotions like this, so there had to be more at play here because right now, he felt ready to cry. Sure, he was well aware that his sneezes were quite loud but he didn’t choose for them to be this way. To make matters worse, Chan’s nose was still itching and he could feel the need to sneeze rise again. Harshly rubbing his nose into the cuff of his sleeve, he tried to fight it off but his breath already hitched desperately. Chan caught a throat-scraping sneeze in his fist and gave a scratchy cough afterwards, eyes watering as they locked with Changbin’s. Something about the hoarse sound told the rapper that there was more going on than his hyung’s nose being sensitive, so he offered for all of them to take a short break.

While Chan made a beeline for the bathroom to properly blow his nose, knock back some medicine and to also get away from the members’ prying eyes, Changbin headed to the kitchen and brewed a cup of tea. The rapper also stirred in a generous spoonful of hones to hopefully soothe Chan’s throat because those last few sneezes had sounded rough. Everyone was still doing their own thing when Changbin approached the leader, steaming cup in hand. “Hey”, the rapper smiled softly, “I made you some tea. If I asked you how you’re feeling, would I get an honest answer?” Gratefully wrapping his hands around the warm cup, Chan sniffled: “Thank you. Tired, frustrated and humiliated, I guess.” – “Now, why’s that?”, Changbin frowned as he led the older to his room, so they’d have more privacy to talk.

Almost tearing up, Chan took a seat on the edge of his bed and muttered: “I-I, I don’ wanna sneeze so much. I don’ wanna sneeze so loud. It’s – It’s annoying and gross and –“ – “And it hurts, doesn’t it?”, Changbin hummed, rubbing the other’s back when he received a pathetic nod, “It’s not annoying or gross or anything like that. It’s natural. You’re sick, I bet you’re running a fever with how warm you feel through your clothes.” Chan hummed in confirmation, admitting: “Just took something for it. Mind’s foggy an’ my emotions are all over the places.” – “Is the teasing getting to you? I noticed you were really quiet… except for all the sneezing”, the rapper asked, gently brushing Chan’s bangs out of his face to get a proper look at his glossy eyes and bright pink nose. The older shrugged and mumbled: “I know they mean no harm….” – “That doesn’t mean it doesn’t affect you”, Changbin pointed out, “You don’t need to be self-conscious, hyung. You’re sick and sick people sneeze. That’s okay.”

Changbin decided that there was no use in Chan trying to write anything while his mind was so hazy that he couldn’t focus. Repeatedly running his fingers through the Aussie’s hair, he hummed: “How about I go talk to the others? We can postpone our session to either tomorrow or maybe in a couple of hours when your fever went down a bit?” – “But we already started and everyone’s here”, Chan sniffled, twisting to his side with a forceful sneeze. The younger handed him a tissue and promised: “They’ll find something else to do, hyung. There’s no way they will get bored. Maybe some will continue noting down their song ideas for a little longer, maybe they’ll enjoy a few fun hours of free time. Nobody will be upset at you though, don’t worry. You should only focus on resting. If you want, I’ll stay with you for cuddles. We could watch a movie or something, at least till you fall asleep.” – “I keep sneezing all the time though”, Chan frowned, giving a thick sniffle as if to prove a point. “You really think I would’ve offered if that was a problem?”, Changbin sighed exasperatedly, “You’re human, that’s only natural and it’s okay.”

After telling the group about Chan’s condition, Changbin joined the leader in his room, carrying a box of tissues and a bag of cough drops. “Is there a specific movie you want to watch or should we just cuddle?”, the rapper hummed as he placed the items on the nightstand. Scooting to the other side of the bed to make room for his dongsaeng, Chan mumbled: “You can pick a movie, so you don’t get bored. I’m perfectly content with just cuddles. Might fall asleep soon anyway.” – “That’s okay”, Changbin smiled, slipping under the blanket next to Chan, “I’d be so happy if you managed to get some sleep. You’re exhausted, aren’t ?” With a hoarse hum of confirmation, the leader nuzzled his face into Changbin’s chest, relaxing when the other draped an arm around his shoulders.

Though Changbin repeatedly reassured Chan that he wasn’t bothered by his sneezing at all, the Aussie still tried his hardest to hold back. That was close to impossible, his nose so unbearably itchy. Scrubbing at his nose with the cuff of his sleeve, Chan attempted to soothe the itch but only managed to earn himself a scolding from Changbin for messing with the already raw skin before sneezing anyway. “Why do you insist on hurting yourself?”, the rapper sighed. He had eventually turned on the TV to watch a random drama, mainly to give Chan the impression that he wasn’t paying attention to him and his struggle, so he’d hopefully stop being so insecure about it.

The truth was that Changbin only paid attention to Chan, completely drowning out the TV, so he of course picked up on every little sniffle and frustrated whine as the older struggled to breathe through the tingle in his sinuses. Occasionally, his breath would start to hitch but when he lifted his hand to rub at his nose, Changbin caught it and linked their fingers. The leader whined hoarsely, nuzzling his face into Changbin’s shirt to quell the itch but it didn’t help. With his hand trapped, Chan aimed two rough sounding sneezes down at the blanket, giving a stuffy cough afterwards. Lightly patting the Aussie’s curls as a blessing, Changbin handed him a cough drop. Though Chan usually didn’t like his hair being messed with for the fear it’d fall out faster, Changbin’s touch was so light and gentle, it made him drowsy in no time and he was soon too out of it to try and fight the urge to sneeze.

When the rapper was confident that Chan wasn’t going to rub his skin raw anymore, he let go of his to at least allow the older to cover. Knowing too much attention would fluster the leader, Changbin refrained from blessing him but acknowledged each sneeze with some form of affection, either running his nails against his scalp or holding him a bit tighter for a moment. Just showing that he was there and that he cared without calling the older out. It was just the reassurance, Chan needed.

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SUPALONELY,  18.05.23

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Please I'm so sad now because I cant bare the fact that changbin actually needs us to survive in the changchan yandere fic, like I'm guilt stricken, please give me a part three with a happy ending 😭

👌 Okay Bestie 👌

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Our Doll (Pt. 3) 🔪

Yandere!Chan x Reader x Yandere!Changbin

Warnings: Yandere, stalking, obsession

(Pt 1) (Pt 2) (Pt 3) (Pt. 4)

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Getting back to normal life was hard.

Of course you went to the police, but they couldn't do much. You didn't know where they took you. it wasn't Chan's place and so maybe it was Changbin’s. But you’ve never been to his house before on any other occasion. All you could do was file a police report, so that they can ‘investigate further.’

You knew that not much would happen and you tried getting back to your life.

But now you’re just paranoid…

You didn’t even want to stay at your own home. You often stayed with some friends, hoping that the two men wouldn’t find you. You hoped to save enough money to move but couldn’t even bring yourself to go outside, let alone go to work. You became secluded, only interacting with friends that would come see you.

~~~~ ♡

Meanwhile, Changbin was depressed. The man couldn’t stand you not being there. He wanted you so bad.

Chan did his best to cheer his friend up but nothing seemed to work. He’s done everything to locate you to no avail. It was driving him crazy as well. But he was also a little sour as well. How could Changbin let you escape?? Why didn’t Changbin understand that you’re his too??

Chan was angry and annoyed. How could you do this to him?! He wanted to find you to punish you. Then to lock you away for himself.

Eventually Changbin opted to go out and get some food, then maybe drive around to find you… again. Chan thought he was like a lost puppy and felt bad…

~~~~~ ♡

After a month you started going out more, trying to a off the weight of paranoia and depression. At the grocery store, you had a small list, a reminder of both what you needed and your budget.

While browsing, a you felt a presence behind you, making your heart race.

"Oh thank god I found you!" the man exclaimed, and before you could react, he covered your mouth, pulling you into the employee backroom.

“Changbin?!” You muttered against his hand.

"Stop moving! I don't wanna hurt you!" Changbin's plea echoed in the dim backroom, and defeated, you ceased your struggle. Tears traced down your cheeks as you surrendered.

"Baby, you don't understand how much I missed you!" Changbin's voice softened as he planted a kiss on your cheek. "Why did you leave?!"

Feeling constrained, you desperately tapped his hand until he released his grip. Turning to face him, you took in the sight of his disgruntled appearance, hair a bit overgrown and eyes desperate yet exhausted.

"How did you find me?!" you yelled.

"Y/n, I missed you so much!" Changbin said, ignoring your question, and grabbing your hands.

"I'm a wreck without you! Please, please, please!!! Stay with me!!" His plea echoed in the employee area, and you awkwardly backed away, surprised that no one had kicked you guys out yet. Despite your attempt to retreat, his grip on your hand remained firm.

"No, don't go!" Changbin pleaded, tears forming as he clung on tight, his desperation evident. "Don't leave me, dolly! Don't leave me!"

"Changbin, stop!" you said in a loud whisper, glancing around, embarrassed."Get up!"

"I want you back! I can't live without you!"

As sick as he was, you felt your heart breaking. But why? He kidnapped you??

"Binnie, where's Chan?" you questioned in a hushed tone.

"At home," he replied, his eyes glassy. "We've been looking for you... I just wanted to find you myself."

"You want to bring me back to the house? Whose house is it?" you asked, now curious.

"Mine... I bought it for you," he sighed.

“You bought a house just for me?”

"Mmhm..."

"Do you... do you like sharing with Chan?" you asked, getting an idea.

"Well… He's my best friend."

"B-but do you like sharing?" you pressed, seeing if you could cast some doubt in him.

"I—well..." Changbin stuttered. "You're... you're the love of my life..."

"Yes, but..." you paused. "You... you don't like sharing..."

Changbin found himself caught in a dilemma, torn between his best friend and the love of his life

"Binnie... h-how about you come home with me...?"

"Really?!"

"Yeah," you replied with a weak smile, putting your finger to your lips in a hushing motion. "Just don't tell Channie, okay?"

“Ok! Okay! Anything!” He nodded desperately while getting up.

~~~~~~~~ ♡

The drive home was awkward. You drove with him in the passenger seat as he desperately confessed his love for you.

As you entered your home, Changbin's was ecstatic when you closed the door and gave you a tight hug. "I love you, doll!"

"Binnie, are you hungry?"

"No. I just want you," he quickly replied, making you roll your eyes.

"Well, then I'll make myself a snack..." you sighed, realizing that you hadn't bought what you needed at the grocery store.

For now you had some grapes and strawberries, bringing them out in a bowl with you.

You nervously sat on the couch and patted the spot next to you, indicating for him to sit.

Changbin excitedly sat down and kissed your cheek.

“Binnie… can you promise me something?” You asked while popping a grape in your mouth, followed by a blueberry.

“Yes yes! Anything!!” He replied quickly.

“Promise… you’ll never hurt me…”

“I’d never!”

“Changbin I mean it!” You interrupted. “No choking, no hitting, no nothing!”

“Okay yes! I promise!” He replied while grabbing your hand. “I’ll never hurt you! Never ever!”

You nodded and started to think, wondering what were you going to do about his friend now. At least for now, you don’t have to worry too much about one of the two men. Heck, maybe he could be like some type of bodyguard…

"Maybe I can buy you dinner," Changbin suggested, interrupting your thoughts.

"Oh. Sure," you replied awkwardly, checking the time on your phone; it was barely 3 pm.

"Can we take a nap first? I’m kind of tired.”

"Oh! Yes!" Changbin eagerly agreed, clearly exhausted and in need of rest himself.

Leading him to your room, you watched as he lay down. As you removed some jewelry and your sweater, you turned around to find that he had already fallen asleep. He looked so peaceful and you couldn't help but lay down beside him, facing him. Gently brushing your fingers against his cheek and down his chest, you marveled at the peacefulness that had settled over him. He didn't move much, exhausted and in a deep sleep.

~~~~ ♡

“God, where is he??” Chan was pacing in the living room, wondering where the hell his friend went. It worried him actually.

He honestly doesn’t understand how he hasn’t been able to find you. He thought he was cunning and smart enough to figure it out but no. You’ve managed to evade him. It saddened him. Now he knows what Changbin feels. Sad but also alone.

The man held on to a shirt you left behind, your sweet scent still lingering. If only he could touch the real person… he just wants you in his arms.

It wasn’t until way later that Changbin came back. He seemed nonchalant and went to his room. Chan followed after him.

“Where have you been?” Chan asked while standing at the door.

“Looking for our dolly…”

“Any luck? Clues? Anything??” Chan asked, his heart racing.

“No…”

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artist : changchan (seo changbin, bang chan) of skz

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Moodboard pra minha futura fanfic Jikanryokou. Moodboard dos 2chan nessa fanfic. Chan é o rei e o Binnie é o general do ex��rcito ❤️

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skz

Changbin: Chan, I think you should come home

Chan: What? Why?

Changbin: Something’s wrong with Felix

Chan: You guys can handle this, I’m busy

Changbin, *sweating*: You don’t understand... he hasn’t hit the woah in more than 2 hours now

Chan, sprinting: I’m on my way

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Essa fanfic que eu mesma escrevi, betei e editei, tem um significado enorme por trás. É uma simples homenagem para uma amiga muito incrível e especial que tenho. To muito nervosa e ansiosa para quando ela for postada! Capa para o projeto @Staycity_ no SS.