#kang chanhee scenarios

[yootaesowlwrites]

The Kind Prince - Chani

Warnings: AU, Royalty AU, Prince!Chani, Chef!Y/N, fantasy, slow burn, angst, forbidden love, fluff, death mentioned, explicit language.

W/C: 5.5K

The snow fell heavy and covered the mountains and villages, the winter had barely started this year and everyone predicted it would be a cold winter season. You had just been hired by the royal palace to work as their new chef due to your well know cooking skills in the village, and when the King and Queen heard about it, they immediately set out to hire you and insisted that you serve them, and for a while, it was quiet. Aside from everyone warning you not to interact with the royals even if you were one of the head chefs, you had regretted asking one time because with harsh words you were told that your status was too low to even look at them.

You ended up shrugging them off, and it was quiet for a while, until one night when you were preparing the menu for the next day, when the Prince, that you have yet to meet, enters the kitchen to get his favourite snack, he obviously wasn’t expecting anyone to be in the kitchen, because he looked surprised that you were there.

“Are you… the new chef?” He asks. You nod your head and he smiles at that. His voice sounded so deep, and you almost expected him to be cold, but it was the complete opposite of cold. “I’m Chanhee,” You immediately bow, knowing he was the prince. “No need for that, I won’t tell anyone that you didn’t greet me properly,” You nervously smile at him and move away from him to create some distance, his smile falls as he notices this. “I won’t bite you,” You freeze in your spot, thinking you’ve disrespected him. “I’m just here to get my favourite snack, and then I’ll be out of your head,” You tilt your head in curiosity and watch as he opens a secret cupboard and takes something out.

“Favourite snack?” You ask. He turns to you and your eyes move to what looked like a granola bar. “Do you buy those?” He looks at the bar in his hand before looking back at you.

“I send someone out to go and buy this for me,” He says. “It’s absolutely delicious and one of my favourites to snack on,” You nod your head, you were sure you had a recipe for that, and suddenly felt inspired to try it out. “Don’t tell my parents, I’m not supposed to have it,” You softly smile and lift your eyes away from the bar to look at him.

“Your secret is safe with me,” You say. “It sounds cruel to want to deny that from you,” He smiles and walks closer to you with cautious steps.

“Would you like to try a bite?” He asks. You look at the snack and smile before nodding, his smile widens and opens the pack and breaks off a piece and hands it to you, you take it and bring it to your mouth and bite down on it and let the flavour explode in your mouth.

“Hmm, that’s good,” You say. He smiles and takes a bite from his snack, you watch as his smile widens at the taste. “Prince Chanhee… you just inspired me to try out the recipe I have for this,” He swallows, and you swear you saw stars in his eyes.

“You have a recipe for these?” He asks. You nod your head and reach for the recipe book that your mother had given you and quickly go through the pages. “Ah, here it is,” You show him the recipe, and you swear he beams with happiness.

“Can you make this for me?” He asks. “Secretly, of course,” You nod your head and reach for a book marker to place into the book.

“Sure, I’ll see if I can make them tomorrow,” You say. He almost giggles with joy as he hears that.

“Then I’ll be back tomorrow night and help you make them,” He says.

“Help?” You ask and he nods his head.

“Hmm, I can’t let you make these for me and not help you,” He says. You never expected a royal person to want to help with something, but so far the Prince has surprised you. “So, it’s settled, I’ll come and help you when no one is around?” You nod your head.

“Yes, I… yes,” You say, unsure how you were supposed to respond, so you just watch as he enjoys his snack while letting his words sink in.

“Good night, sleep well, Chef… erm…” He trails off as he realises he doesn’t know your name. “I never asked your name…” He begins looking panicked and almost apologetic.

“It’s Y/n,” You say.

“Chef Y/n…” He says. “Good night, and sleep well, Chef Y/n,” He leaves the kitchen, leaving you to finish the menu.

The following night, you were preparing the ingredients when Chani enters the kitchen, you do a double take as you see him in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, not used to seeing the royal family in casual wear.

“I’m ready,” He announces. “And good evening, Chef Y/n,” You softly smile at him as he puts on an apron.

“Good evening, Prince Chanhee,” You greet him.

“You can just call me Chanhee,” He says, you nod your head. “I see you have everything out and ready for us,” He moves closer to the counter. “Just tell me what to do, and I will do it,” You smile and move a mixing bowl in his direction.

“Mix these two ingredients together thoroughly,” You say. “And I’ll get started on the other ingredients that will be mixed into it,” He nods his head and picks up the two different ingredients and pours them into the bowl. “Make sure everything is wet.”

“On it, Chef,” He says and begins mixing everything together while you begin mixing other ingredients together. “How do you do this all day?” You look at him and tilt your head.

“What do you mean?” You ask, he pauses and shakes his arm.

“Cook, my arm feels tired,” He says, you shake your head and move to cover your mouth with your hand as you begin to laugh.

“I guess it’s the years of cooking,” You say, he smiles as he hears you laugh. “After a while, you get used to it and your arm gets used to the movement.”

“No wonder our food is always so delicious,” He says. “You work hard to serve us well,” You couldn’t help but smile at his words, you look down at the mixing bowling in front of him, trying to hide your smile.

“Thank you, Prince Chanhee,” You say. You hear him begin mixing everything again.

“I told you to call me Chanhee,” He says, you nod your head and begin mixing again. “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?”

“Go ahead,” You say. You glance at him before adding another ingredient to your mixing bowl.

“Did you want to work here in the palace?” He asks. You stop mixing everything and take in a deep breath. “It’s okay… I won’t say anything.”

“Not really…” You begin to say. “I wanted to open my own restaurant, but somehow the King and Queen heard about my cooking, and insisted I work here,” He nods his head, understanding what you meant, they forced you, perhaps even threatened you or your family for you to work in the palace. “But it hasn’t been too bad.”

“It hasn’t been?” He asks with a smile. “Nobody’s been rude to you?”

“Oh no, plenty has been, but it’s easy to ignore them,” You say, he nods his head, not liking that there were people that were being rude. “When I have my down days here, I remind myself that at least I am helping my parents back in the village,” He nods his head, and you pick up the mixing bowl in front of you. “Now, mix these together, and I’ll get a tray ready for the oven,” He nods his head and pours your mixture into the bowl he was using while you went to retrieve a tray.

Slowly thought out the late night you got to know each other and spoke more and shared more, and you slowly grew more comfortable around him, laughing and joking with him, and for the first time since you arrived at the palace, you felt at ease.

“And they are ready,” You say and placed the bowl that contained the delicious snacks in front of him, and you swear you saw his eyes light up.

“Can I?” He asks. You nod your head, and he picks up a piece and brings it to his mouth, he places it into his mouth and lets out a hum, his eyes shutting as he does. “It’s delicious…” He practically moans out. “I wanted to pretend that they weren’t, but they taste like heaven, better than the store-bought ones,” You couldn’t help but feel proud of your work together. “We did good, we made this.”

“I’m glad it turned out well,” You say. He picks up a piece and leans over the counter to hand it to you.

“Taste, it’s so good,” He says. You smile and take it from him and place it in your mouth, humming as flavour bursts into your mouth, it was good, delicious.

“That is good,” You say.

“We should do this weekly, I don’t think I can live without these anymore,” He says. You laugh and quickly move to cover your mouth.

“You’re exaggerating,” You say. He shakes his head.

“No, no, I’m not,” He says. “By the way… you don’t have to cover your mouth around me,” He slowly says. “Be yourself, show all of your happy sides, your sad sides… I won’t mind,” You slowly lower your hand and smile at him. “We should meet here every night to have this snack, and when it’s time, make a new batch together.”

“Like our little secret?” You ask.

“It will be our little secret,” He says while nodding his head. “Something only we will know, and enjoy together,” You smile at him, your heart fluttering for whatever reason.

For the next few nights Chani showed up to help you with the menu for the next day while enjoying his snack, even though you told him it wasn’t necessary, he instead that he helps, and slowly you got to know each other and grew closer to each other, very close, it was in fact, dangerously close, and someone had seen it and had decided to inform the King that Chani was going to the kitchen late at night to see you and work, which angered the King, and caused him to storm into the kitchen after he had found out.

“How dare you make my son do labour work?!” The King shouts, his voice booms throughout the kitchen and everyone and everything becomes quiet as he glares at you, you suddenly felt so small compared to everything surrounding you. “He isn’t some kind of peasant!” How did the secret get out? Who said you were making him work? He had chosen for himself to work and help you, you never told him to do anything. “He is above you, you should be working for him, not making him do your job!” You felt frozen in your spot as he yelled at you, you tried to keep the tears from forming in your eyes. “Lock her up,” His voice was so cold that it sent a shiver up your spine. Guards suddenly surround you, and you were gripped harshly before being dragged away. Chani runs into the kitchen after he had heard from one of the servants that his father had found out about his late-night visits to you.

“Stop it!” His voice was loud as he bursts into the kitchen. “Let her go!” You look at Chani with wide eyes, unsure about your future.

“Do not,” The King says loudly. “How dare you see such a low-life peasant?” Chani tries to move towards you, only for guards to block his path.

“Move!” He yells, and it was the first time you had seen him become angry.

“No,” The King orders. “She will be locked away, and await punishment for making the royal work,” Chani watches helplessly as you were dragged away, your eyes displaying just how scared you were. He tries to go after you, only to be stopped once again. “Don’t,” Chani glares at him before stepping back and turning around to leave the kitchen, planning to go and see you later.

The cell felt cold due to the harsh winter, the windows weren’t doing a good job at keeping the cold out, but you were sure it was more the thick concrete walls and floor that was causing it to be this cold, you sit in the corner of your cell, pulling the thin blanket closer to you, at least you were giving that, but it wasn’t doing much to keep you warm.

You hear the door open and footsteps entering the cell holdings, well… it was more of a dungeon than a cell holding. You watch as a closed figure approaches the bars, and you quickly see Chani’s face hidden underneath the hood, you quickly move closer to the bars, keeping the blanket around you.

“Chanhee…” You whisper out. He could hear your voice wavering from the cold, he could feel it through the thick cloak he had on.

“They’re so cruel for this,” He mutters and grips the bars. You longed to feel warmth, any kind of warmth, and you felt yourself breaking a little as you wished he could give you that warmth. “Y/n… I’m so sorry,” You reach for his hand, but pause, it felt like your fingers could fall off from the cold, and you didn’t want to give him a shock at how cold you actually were.

“It’s not your fault,” You whisper. He suddenly grabs onto your hand, gasping at how cold it felt while you hissed at how warm his hand felt, it almost felt like you were being burned just from his touch.

“Fuck, you’re freezing,” He curses. You could feel a lump form in your throat, and before you could stop the tears from falling, they spill down your cheeks. “This is my fault,” He leans closer to the bars, knowing how cold they were, they felt just as cold as your hands. He reaches through the bars and cups your cheeks, using his thumb to try and wipe your tears away. “You don’t deserve this,” You lean into his touch, your eyes closing as you cry. “I’m so sorry for this,” He pulls your face closer to the bars. “I promise to get you out of here, I promise you,” You open your eyes and look at him through your blurred vision. “I’m sorry for causing this, I’m so sorry…” You reach up and place your hand on top of his, he could see it tremble as you touch him. “Please… touch my face also,” You sob and slowly reach out and place your fingers against his cheek, he inhales deeply, taking in your cold touch.

“It’s not your fault…” You whisper. “We just got caught…” He closes his eyes as he leans into your touch, fully pressing his cheek against your entire palm. “Does the saying… we flew too close to the sun work in this situation?” You try and lighten the mood, but you could see the worry stay on his facial features.

“I will find out who saw us,” He says. “I will work quickly to get you out, just… hold on a little longer,” He opens his eyes to look at you, you could see them turning red as tears were forming in them. “Hold on for me a little longer,” He pulls your face closer to the back and leans closer, within moments his lips were on yours, and he was softly kissing you, your first kiss, and your first kiss with him, you never imagined when you would kiss someone that it would be in a dangerous and nonetheless that it would be the Prince also, Your eyes shut as you take in the tender and longing feeling of the kiss, his hand holds your face gently, and you swear you could practically feel love wrapping its arms around you, and the moment he pulls away, the warm feeling disappears, and the cold takes over again. He pulls his hand back and removes his cloak and pushes it through the bars. “Here, wear this,” You take the cloak. “Keep yourself warm, please… stay alive as well,” You nod your head, feeling more tears spill from your eyes. “I promise to get you out, and I promise to come and see you every chance I get.”

But that last promise was never fulfilled, days passed as you sat in the corner of the dungeon, only moving when dry bread and water were left for you at the cell door, Chani hadn’t once come to see you since he promised to get you out and visit you. And recently trying to find the will to continue was becoming harder and harder, the days were only getting darker, and you swear you were slowly growing immune to the cold weather, your thoughts tortured you with him, with his lips against yours and the warmth you felt that day, and you longed to feel it again, but the memory was quickly fading, the one thing keeping you from giving up completely was fading, and you wanted it all to end.

“Release her,” Chani says as he enters the office where he knew his parents would be. “I give you my word to not go and see her again, or go near her,” He didn’t want to do that, he didn’t want that, but if it was the only way to get you out of the cold dungeon, he would sacrifice his happiness. “I will stay away from her,” The King and Queen look at him, defeating if he was telling the truth or not. “I give you my word, just release her.”

And they tested him, watching him, wanting to know if he went down to visit you in the coming days of his promise, and he fought himself to stay away from the dungeon, knowing if he got caught in the act, you would never be released, his heart ached to see you, and it ached as he knew that he had broken his promise to you, but he hoped to at least hold the one promise where he would get you out of that death trap.

His mind was torturing him just like yours was doing to you, he blamed himself for the incident, blamed himself that you were in the dungeon, if only he had stayed away from you then you wouldn’t be in there right now, you would still be cooking his meals, and you would be warm inside the kitchen. He had countless sleepless nights as he hoped, prayed, that you would be okay and that you could hold on just long enough to be released, and when he heard that they finally announced your release date, he vowed to himself to stay away from you, to keep you safe, even if it meant breaking his own heat and yours in the process. Being heartbroken was better than watching the person you slowly fell in love with suffer… right?

As you enter the kitchen you could feel everyone looking at you, judging you, and you knew working there would be hard, but if you could see Chani, then it would be worth it. He had at least kept his promise about getting you out, and you hoped you could thank him for that, but for now, you wanted to keep a low profile and do what you were brought to do originally, and that was cook.

As night falls over the country, you hoped you would see Chani, you hoped that he would come and see you, and you waited until almost three in the morning before you decided to leave, finally letting it sink in that he wasn’t coming. You could feel a little piece of you break, but you knew it was probably best for the next few days, but as more days pass, you realize that someone had been sending your food back to the kitchen, refusing to eat it, and you wondered if it was the King or the Queen.

“Who made this?” You hear Chani ask as you stood by the dining room door, curious who was sending your food uneaten back to the kitchen. You glance through the door and saw him, he looked different from when you last saw him, his facial features were hard.

“Chef Y/n, your highness,” The server says, you watch as he pushes the plate away and for a moment it feels like your heart got torn from your chest.

“Take it back, request another chef to make my food,” He says. “How many times must I tell you that I don’t want Chef Y/n to make my food?” Your heart breaks as you return to the kitchen, and begin to work on lunch, not sure if you should continue making his plates for him.

When your shift was over for the day, you made your way back to the worker's sleeping chambers, only to pause in the hallway when you saw him standing in the hallways, he looks right at you, and you swear you saw no emotion in his eyes, he looked cold, and you swear he was looking straight through you.

“Prince Chanhee…” You begin to say, only for him to walk past you, ignoring you, as if you weren’t even there in the first place. You look at the floor, more of ��you breaking into little pieces, and your mind slowly cracking. You weren’t sure if you could continue working in the palace anymore. Yet you knew you would let your parents down if you left, but you were an outcast among everyone, and having Chani ignore you… It hurt more than being imprisoned.

Had you done something? Or did he just decide that you weren’t worth his time? Was he revealing his true colours? Your mind rushes a million miles an hour as you try to search for anything you had done wrong or said to him when you had last seen him, but you couldn’t find anything that you could have done or said that would have him shut you out like that.

“Have you heard, Prince Chanhee may have found himself a bride,” One of the servants in the kitchen says, and you were sure it was purposely said near you to see what your reaction would be. But you ignore it and continue with what you were doing until you saw Chani’s secret cupboard being opened and store-bought snacks being placed into the cupboard, your heart shatters completely, and you leave your station, feeling tears already forming in your eyes, And you were suddenly sure about your decision in leaving, to get out of the way, that way the chances of running into him and his possible bride would be zero, and you would spare yourself more heartbreak.

To say the King and Queen were thrilled when you handed in your resignation letter was an understatement, they couldn’t wait for you to go and even instead you leave at the end of the week, saying it would be better. They couldn’t be bothered to hide their excitement about your departure.

As you were packing your things, you held the clock Chani had given you in the icy cells for a moment, taking in the faint smell that was left behind on it by him before you folded it and left it behind the bed, leaving it for whoever to find.

As the day of your departure came close, you hoped he would come by and at least say goodbye, but that never happened, and as you exit the gates of the Kingdom, you look back, feeling your hope completely die and disappear, and feeling your heart completely shatter. Your eyes become glossed over as tears begin to form, a lump settles in your throat, and you take in a deep breath before turning away and leaving, hoping that you could leave him behind as well as you start your new life.

A few days pass and Chani had picked up that something was missing in the palace, but he wasn’t completely sure what it was until a week later as he was settling in for breakfast and a server placed the plate in front of him and announced the name of the chef, that’s when it strikes him, it has been over a week since he last heard your name being announced. Where were you? Were you sick? What happened? That night he decides to sneak into the kitchen to get his midnight snack and saw the new chef there and decides to ask.

“Where is Chef y/n?” He asks. The Chef bows to him and places his notebook down on the table.

“She had left over a week ago, I took over her duties for now,” The chef announces.

“She left?” Chani asks. He could feel his heart beating frantically at the news, he never expected you to leave, but then again, you probably waited for him since you were being watched like a hawk where you went, but how come he wasn’t informed about your departure? “Excuse me,” He storms out of the kitchen and down the hallway, bursting into the office, and finding his parents there, discussing something, but he didn’t care if he interrupted. “How come you never informed me that Chef Y/n left?” He was trying his best to control his anger.

“We didn’t think it was necessary,” The Queen says. Chani’s fingers curl and his hand balls into a fist. “Besides, it’s good that she left on her own,” Chani shuts his eyes as he begins taking in deep breaths. “She seduces you, and never owned up to what she did, the filthy girl,” His eyes shoot open and his teeth grind together. “A mere peasant thought that she could have a Cinderella moment, how adorable.”

“Don’t talk about her like that,” Chani says, trying his best to stay calm, but his temper was quickly taking over. “I’m the one that started seeing her, started speaking to her, not the other way around,” The Queen’s eyes widen.

“Don’t be ridiculous, she seduced you,” The Queen states. “People like her only seduce the wealthy for their money.”

“I like her!” He says loudly. “I probably am in love with her, why are you ruining my chance at happiness?” He could only see red as the words begin falling. “I promised to stay away from her as long as you let her work here and not have her locked up in the dungeon,” He turns and pushes over one of the flower vases, hoping it will ease the anger he had felt.

“Chanhee!” The King shouts.

“You’re both supposed to set an example to the people, but you treat them like fucking dirt!” Chani says loudly, his breathing loud as his foot makes contact with the vase as he kicks it.

“Chanhee, don’t be like that,” The King says. “We only do what’s best for you and the kingdom.”

“THAT’S A LIE!” He yells, finally completely snapping. He takes in a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. “You only think of yourselves, and do what would make you look good and what’s best for you,” He slams his hand against the wall. “I quit this family if this is how things are handled when you rule a country…” He turns around, only for a hand to grip his shoulder to stop him.

“Chanhee, don’t go,” The Queen says. “Don’t do this,” He shrugs her hand off his shoulder.

“I’m going to go and find her, and I’ll live my life with her,” He says. “Don’t you dare get in my way, or I will start a war against you,” And with that, he exits the office and makes his way down the hall, towards what used to be your room. As he enters it he finds the cloak he had given you to keep you warm folded neatly on the bed, he takes in a deep breath as he steps closer and slowly traces his fingers over the fabric, the room still lingered with your smell, and he remembered how much he does care for you and how much he does want you in his life. And he would do anything to have you back in his life.

Days pass as he was on his journey to find you, not knowing where to start and not knowing where you would have gone, you had never mentioned any place you wanted to go. As he stood by the gas station, filling his motorcycle, he begins to wonder if you would even want to see him, he could feel doubt starting to enter his mind and he had to fight against it, he had to find you fast to ease those thoughts and his mind.

You had settled into a small village to try and mend yourself, you had opened a small restaurant to try and get by in life, not thinking for one second that you would see anyone from the royal family again, until one afternoon when you heard the sound of an engine being shut off and a customer walking in, and you were greeted by the person that had turned his back on you. You stare at him in silence, and he stares back, almost looking relieved. And he was, he was relieved that he had finally found you after weeks.

“Y/n…” He says softly. You swallow as you hear your name fall from his lips, how you had missed hearing it from him. “I’m sorry,” You watch his fingers twitch as he tries to find the right words. “I didn’t know you left, if I had known you were going to leave, I would have come to see you and stop you,” Your lips parted as you look at him, unsure what to say. “They didn’t tell me that you were leaving, they kept it from me, I swear,” You take in a deep breath and slowly move to sit down at one of the tables.

“It didn’t seem like you wanted to see me,” You say. “You promised to come and visit me every day while I was locked up, and I waited… I waited for you every day,” He bites the inside of his cheeks as he listens to you. “But you never came…”

“I’m sorry…” He softly says. “I… I couldn’t come, I wanted to, but I was being watched,” He could see your eyes gloss over. “I made a deal with them to let you go, my end of the deal was to stay away from you,” You look down at the table, feeling a tear slip down your cheek, he could feel his heart slowing down, and he quickly moves towards you and sits across from you, he reaches over for your hands and gently squeezes them. “I wanted to come and see you afterwards, but I had to keep my end of the deal,” You slowly nod your head and sniff, you couldn’t keep the tears at bay anymore.

“I was so lonely, Chanhee…” You whisper. “And having you being so cold towards me afterwards… it felt worse than being locked up,” He gets up from his chair and moves it next to you, his hand slides up your hands and pauses as your elbow.

“I didn’t realize…” He mumbles. He moves his other hand to cup your cheek and lift your head to have you look at him. “But I’m here to make it up to you, I’m here to make everything up to you.”

“What about your duties?” You ask.

“I quit… I don’t care if I love everything they promised, it’s nothing when you mean more to me than a title,” He says. “I’m here to be with you, not worry about what happens in the palace anymore,” His thumb slowly wipes over your cheek to clean the tears. “I came all this way to fix things between us, and mend what I broke,” He leans closer to you. “I know I have a long road ahead, but I’m willing to fight for it, for you, for us,” Your breathing slows down as he stares at you. “Please… I’m here to ask for a real chance, a fighting chance to be with you, and live life with you… can you give me a chance?” You take in a deep breath and slowly blow it out.

“It’s going to take a while… Are you okay with that?” You ask. He nods his head.

“Yes,” He answers without hesitation. You nod your head slowly and move one of your hands to his hand on your cheek.

“Then I’ll give you a chance…” You whisper. His lips twitch before a smile begins forming on his lips, you couldn’t help but smile also, his smile was contagious, it’s always been. And at that moment, you had a feeling that you would end up living with him for the rest of your life.

[blu-joons]

HUSBAND SF9 A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kang Chanhee

A ⇴ AFFECTION

In private especially was where Chanhee liked to be more affectionate, at times he got a little bit shy to be affectionate around you with others around, but when it was just the two of you, he made sure to be all over you.

B ⇴ BOYS

The boys couldn’t help but tease Chanhee ever since the first moment that they met you. Chanhee knew that it came from a place of being happy and supporting him, but even he couldn’t believe how much the boys teased him, with them often being egged on by you laughing at the remarks that they made too.

C ⇴ COMFORT

There was often a moment of panic in Chanhee when he saw that you needed comforting. He didn’t like doing the wrong thing, at all times he wanted to be perfect for you when you were in your time of need, but once he’d reminded himself of what was important, Chanhee would be straight there by your side.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

Despite having very little experience at being domesticated, having had the boys look after him for so many years, Chanhee was keen to learn when after moving in with you, although he’d had the boys to care for him, he wanted to care for you. He followed you around every time that you did something when you first moved in and then over time eased back once he began to do things more for himself.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

The most important thing to Chanhee was the celebration that you had after you got engaged, providing a rare chance for your families to get together, and some relatives even meet each other for the first time. They were the most important people that Chanhee wanted you both to be able to celebrate with, having not seen most of them for a long time, there was no better excuse for you all to get together.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Chanhee’s favourite thing about being with you was how comfortable he felt around you. He could really just be himself and let go when he was with you, not once did he ever worry about doing the wrong thing or being judged by you. He loved how relaxed you were whenever you were around him too, you didn’t hold back either, you just messed around and always gave Chanhee something to laugh about.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

Between going out and staying in, you definitely preferred to stay in and shy away from the public spotlight. You liked to be in your own space in the evenings, without cameras or fans watching you both. Only unless you really had to, would either of you find yourselves going out after your schedules were done.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

Your honeymoon was something that you had both been looking forward to when you were engaged, let alone married. The two of you had hardly had a break in all of your years together, so whilst of course it was special as your honeymoon, it was equally just as special because it was simply a holiday.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Gestures and actions were definitely Chanhee’s way of showing you that he loved you. He loved to do little things for you, especially when you least expected them. He liked to know little things like when you needed a hug to be able to surprise you, but also loved to do grand things like buy you flowers to surprise you too.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

The look on his face would often be the biggest giveaway to anyone when Chanhee was jealous, he just couldn’t find a way to be able to hide it. The sound of you laughing would often drag Chanhee out of his stare, looking to where you were to be able to tell just by your smile that you had spotted how jealous he was, quickly changing up his expression and beginning to defend that he wasn’t jealous at all.

K ⇴ KIDS

Both of you knew that despite marrying at quite a young age, having children was still something that was a long way off for you both. You didn’t see much of a need to talk about it too much with so much time ahead of you, you both knew what you wanted, it was just a matter of waiting for that right time to come.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

The most important thing to the both of you was simply spending time with each other on your lazy days. Whether you were watching something, playing something, making something or simply sleeping, it was the fact that the two of you were doing it together which was the most important thing to you both. With so many days apart, your lazy days were always a bonus for you both to spend the day together.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

Quite often you ended up having to be the one to get Chanhee up in the mornings as he slept through his alarm time and time again. He was used to Youngbin or Inseong coming in to wake him up, and so he kind of expected the same from you, although you were a lot harsher than the boys ever were.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

You loved to catch up at night and talk about how your days had gone. The two of you could talk for hours sometimes if you’d had particularly busy days, sharing as many details as you could remember with each other.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Chanhee was obsessed with your personality and how well you suited him. You seemed to perfectly fit the criteria that Chanhee always had for a future partner better than he could have ever imagined someone would.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The times that Chanhee enjoyed with you the most were the times when you were normal. He loved being human with you and not an idol, being able to do the things that every other couple around the world got to do. He just loved being himself, he didn’t have to do anything other than be himself and relax.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Because he was so busy, you often found yourself asking him what he was doing one day to the next in order to keep up with him. Chanhee was always more than happy to tell you, getting confused himself often too.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

One of the things that Chanhee liked to do was design your group merchandise so that everyone knew that you were married. He loved to be able to show you off, even if you weren’t with him backstage, at least when people still saw you, they knew that he was the lucky guy who got to marry you.

S ⇴ SILENCE

Both of you didn’t mind silence at all, it was usually quite comfortable between you both. However, as soon as Chanhee began to sense even the slightest bit of awkwardness between you both whilst it was quiet, he’d be onto you and asking you if you were alright, not caring if you needed silence around you or not.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Chanhee’s biggest trick for making your marriage work was keeping you happy and feeling positive. As long as you had a smile on your face then everything else felt like it would be alright for him with you.

U ⇴ UPSET

There would often be a pause when Chanhee saw that you were upset, trying to figure out what was best to cheer you back up.

V ⇴ VISITS

He loved nothing more than when you visited him on set, it was often the boost that Chanhee needed, particularly on those longer days, never failing to appreciate it whenever you stopped by to cheer for him.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

As far as Chanhee was concerned, there was nothing more from life that he could wish for, he had everything that he’d wanted.

X ⇴ XXXX

He loved to make you smile by kissing you, Chanhee knew how big of a weakness kisses were for you and so he’d try and do it to keep your toes and try and bring a blush to your cheeks too which made him smile as well.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the two of you were always supporting each other in everything.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

It was inevitable most nights that Chanhee would be the first one to fall asleep between the two of you. He couldn’t help but close his eyes quite a lot of the time, sometimes accidentally when you were talking too.

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Masterlist

[jising-jisang-jisung]

[5:44 pm]

"You almost ready?" Boyfriend!Chani called from outside your room. The two of you only having been dating for a short while.

"Yeah, I'm just finishing up," you spoke incoherently as you put on your favorite lip gloss.

"That looks nice," he states, only his head peeking through your doorway. "Watermelon?"

"Strawberry," you hum, smacking them together a bit.

"Ooh, can I have a taste?" He asks, throwing you off. Just a few short months ago, Chani seemed to be super shy around you when you met in class. Now, he's like a completely different person in terms of his boldness.

Taking a step forward, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, interlacing your hands behind his neck. You close your eyes, not quite going as far as to pucker your lips. "Mmhmm."

His hands find solace on your hips, somehow pulling your body even closer to his. Lifting open one eye, you catch a glimpse of him licking his lips, his eyes looking at your mouth as well. Chani leaned in the rest of the way, closing the already minimal distance between you two. His lips were soft, as he hardly applied any pressure to the kiss. Slowly moving his mouth in tandem with yours, you both hum contentedly.

You pull away shortly thereafter, reminding him that you two had a date to get to. "You might need to fix your makeup again first," he advises, winking as he not so subtly checks out your lips again.

Turning back to your mirror, you spot the pink red gloss all around your mouth, and even some smeared down to your chin. "This is your fault," you point your finger at him, sighing before grabbing a tissue to wipe off the residue.

[divinefireangel]

Bliss

SF9 Chani x F! Reader Smut drabble.

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: Yeah just enjoy this 😂. Idek. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: 18+ ages and female readers (nothing specified with respect to appearance, etc of reader). Oral (f receiving). Porn with no plot. Short as hell.

Summary: Whe he eats you out for the first time ever

Almost 0.6k Words

A nice lovely day, perfect for some reading. Grabbing my book, I lay down on the couch, resting my head in a comfortable position to start my little reading session. Being so engrossed in the book, I didn't even notice when my boyfriend finished his zoom meeting and came into the room.

" I wanna give you oral. " Chani said making me choke on air.

" What? "

" I want to eat you out. Do you not want me to? "

" What. No. Oh that's not what I - It's just so sudden. "

" Oh. I've never given oral before, and you give amazing head, so I just wanted to return the favour. " He said cutely. But his eyes telling a different story.

" Baby. You know you don't have to. "

" I know. But I want to. " Leaning down, getting closer to me, Chani captures my lips with his, hands pressing my body, running down my sides, sending heat between my legs.

Pulling away, Chani stares into my eyes with his confident ones, as one of his hands take the book away from my hands to place it on a nearby table. Kissing my body over my shirt, he starts to make his way down, to where I need him most right now. Swallowing, I lift my hips as he removes my pants and panties in one go.

Parting my knees with his palms, Chani licks his lips, before staring in my eyes again as he lowers his head to my sex. Maintaining eyes contact, he licks a bold strip up my folds with his moist tongue. I gasp, my eyes closing automatically once he does the same motion again and again, momentarily stopping to catch his breath. Moving my legs over his shoulders, he uses his lips to suck on my swollen clit. Arching my back I can't help but roll my hips into his mouth, my hand flying to his hair, pulling it as he drives me insane.

Just as I'm about to open my eyes to look at him, one of his thumbs find my clit again, as he starts to fuck my entrance with his tongue.

" Oh my god Chani! "

" You taste really good babe. Fuck I should've done this sooner. " He says before continuing to licklick me dry.

Pulling away, he licks two of his fingers, entering me with them while his mouth latches on to my clit, sucking and licking it alternatively.

Arching my back again, I cry out his name over and over as my high approaches. How is he so good when he hasn't done this before.

" Are you sure this is your first time eating someone out? " Smirking against my inner thigh, he begins to pump his fingers faster. Spreading my folds open, he laps at my bud mercilessly. Feeling highly overwhelmed, cumming on his fingers, I shudder and squirm as he removed his fingers and licks my sex clean of any cum and purposely flicking my sensitive clit with his tongue to make me whine.

Breathing deeply, I bite my lip enjoying my post orgasm bliss. Kissing my cheek, Chani grins as I open my eyes to look at him. Tracing up and down his back I lean up to kiss him, feeling his back muscles move beneath my fingertips.

" You're really good. We should do it more. " Laughing at my remark, he hid his face in my neck, as I picked my book to continue reading.

[hyungseos-cafe]

Pairing: Sf9 Zuho + Chani ft. GN!Reader

Genre: Mafia au, fluff

Warning: Swearing, mentions of weapons, use of the word k*ll

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and in no way reflect the actions and personalities of the people described. 

Word count: ~1k

Summary: Zuho and Chani, arguably the best made men in SF9 are tasked to take down a new mobster hidden under the guise of an ice cream shop, but what happens when said mobster suddenly makes the two men flustered? Does the ice cream shop get taken down? 

Order for: @unifox​ 

“Dude, did you see the way they looked at you?”

“Me?” Zuho stood astonished, after all he nearly took a bullet for you. 

“Oh come on man, don’t look so innocent! They looked at you with ‘the eyes’ you know those eyes”

“Dude shove off, you’re just jealous” 

Flash forward to present time, Zuho and Chani had just finished another unsuccessful mission which led to their asses nearly being grilled alive, however with the rather poor judgment of their boss, he decided to keep them. Afterall, nobody worked better together than them. As if things could not have gone any worse, Chani received a phone class ‘Boss’ the caller id shone

“Boss!” Chani’s face immediately dropped as soon as he received the news from the other line 

“Yes Boss! We’ll be right there”

The pair both stumbled into the room of said boss who unfortunately had been scowling at them. The office walls had been lined with the weapons of those whom the group had taken down. They were his prized possession, and the only way to 

“Zuho, Chani, I have news for you and you’re not going to like it” 

The two stood before their boss, casually nodding along as he continued to give details for their new mission. Apparently they had to crack down on some new group that opened up an ice cream shop as a ploy. 

“I understand these conditions are quite strange, but I assure you, the front person is incredibly dangerous. They’re known for charming themselves out from being arrested” 

“How hard could this be? Zuho and I got it!” 

“Chani” He sighed, “Son, you’ve got a long way to go. I must warn you, please be careful” 

“Y-yes sir, my apologies” 

“Zuho, watch over him, okay? He’s a liability”  

“Yes sir” 

As soon as the boss left, Zuho swiveled around on his heels to land a punch on Chani in the gut, knocking the younger one to the ground immediately 

“Dude that the fuck?”

“You’re a liability. I’m just putting you in your place” 

“I’m just putting you in your place” Chani mimicked before standing up on his feet again, walking back to his office to retrieve his body suit and hand gun. 

The following hours went by quickly as the pair slowly prepared for a crackdown on the illusive ice cream shop. 

“So, what’s the plan?” Chani asked, gently prodding at the elder member 

“The plan is, to use you as a decoy because we all know you’re cute… and then I swoop in to save the day” Zuho deadpanned 

“Great, let’s get to the car then” 

“You’re driving” 

“Fine” 

Chani turned to the side table in front of the door to grab the car keys before running to start the car. Meanwhile Zuho surveyed the warehouse, checking for any materials they may have missed. After concluding that he had everything, he headed towards the car. 

“Do you think boss is serious about this ice cream shop? I can’t help but feel a little doubtful” 

“We can’t let our guard down, okay? Just trust him, he knows what he’s doing” 

“Bu-”

“Chani, stop asking questions. Just. Drive”

Chani started up the car before pulling out of the driveway and out to the main road. The drive to this ice cream shop was rather brief, however it was in the center of town- which did not make much sense. Why would some huge mafia group decide to operate an ice cream shop in the middle of town? Unless… They want to blend in??

“We’re here” 

“Dude! Zuho, did you already fall asleep? It wasn’t even 20 minutes!” 

“I’m up, I’m up” 

Zuho opened the door to stand up and straighten out his clothes before checking his equipment. In a place as innocent as an ice cream shop, it was bound to bury secrets. These were always places that held the most unexpected turns. 

“Alright, let’s go over the brief again before heading in, okay?” 

“Name Y/n, codename the eviscerator. Over 1,000+ kill count and at least 10 years of experience with explosive material and working with the CIA before turning” 

“Wait, turning? What happened?”

“Dude, Chani, did you not listen to anything Boss said?”

“No…” He sheepishly let out before fiddling with his hand gun

“They were known as one of the most decorated CIA agents before quitting suddenly. It was rumored they wanted to dismantle the CIA, apparently one of the higher ups had something to do with their parents disappearance” 

Zuho closed the portfolio, shoving the manila folder back under his jacket and shut the car door. This signaled for Chani to lock the door and begin surveying the premises without being seen, which was nearly impossible as it was a bright ice cream shop filled with children. From an outsider's perspective, this was just like any usual ice cream shop. However something felt off, the atmosphere became immediately tense as soon as Zuho and Chani entered. 

“Hi! Welcome to E’s Creamery” 

“Dude, did you see the way they looked at you?”

“Me?” Zuho stood astonished, after all he nearly took a bullet for you. 

“Oh come on man, don’t look so innocent! They looked at you with ‘the eyes’ you know those eyes”

“Dude shove off, you’re just jealous” 

“H-hi! We’-we’re just looking around!”

“Sure thing! I’m Y/n, let me know if you have any questions” 

Chani immediately pulled the older member to the side, a clear panic in his eyes. Before he could speak a word, his attention was brought back to Y/n. How could someone so attractive be so bad he thought 

“Tell me how someone so attractive and cute could be the head of a new mafia group? I mean… Look at them! They’re so sweet to customers and have such a nice voice” 

“Dude, you can’t possibly have a crush on them… do you?” Chani nodded “I can’t help it” 

Unfortunately for the two of them, the mafia leader in question had slipped through the back door as soon as they recognized their faces. They had studied the profiles of all the well known groups in town that could possibly try to stop their plans. 

“Wait… Where did Y/n go? Weren’t they just right there?”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! What is boss going to think of us now? We can’t just come back empty handed! Zuho, you know boss already hates me! What do we do?”

“What we’re not going to do is freak out, we’re going to calmly explain to him what happened…. Right?”

“Dude we’re the worst”

[twisted-tales-of-all]

A Taste of Freedom

Mafia!Bodyguard!Chani x gender-ambiguous reader (ft. Mafia!ONEUS)

Summary: When your overprotective father assigns you a new bodyguard and sends you into hiding after a threat from his rivals, you and your bodyguard set up a cover story to survive. Will it last?

Anon Request

Word Count: 6.1K

Contains: mafia!AU, slight violence, threats, kidnapping, mention of explosives, violent nightmare, fake names/relationship, kissing, complicated(?) parent-child relationship, a lot of fluff for a mafia fic (imo), but still angsty moments

A/N: When I wrote this, I was thinking of the reader being demisexual, which I fully think Chanhee would understand and accept, but it's not explicitly stated anywhere. Take that as you will. Also anon I'm sorry it took so long but I hope you enjoy! I included Ravn as a minor character since it was originally a piece for him.

"You need to be more careful, Y/N!"

You slouch lower into the chair, bored and annoyed by yet another one of your father's lectures. Even roaming around the private, protected estate was too dangerous for a child of a mafia group leader, apparently. You roll your eyes and tune out the rest of his rant. As he walks out of the room, you return to reality, assuming he gave up. You make your way upstairs to your bedroom and throw yourself onto your bed. After internally complaining about life being boring and repetitive, you fall asleep.

Woken up by a knock on your door, you groan and throw a pillow at your father as he opens the door.

"Nice shot." He jokes, catching it and tossing it back on the bed, "Like I told you yesterday, I got you a new bodyguard. Sit up and greet him."

This worked so well last time he tried it. Can't he learn?

You don't dare utter your thoughts. Too tired to argue, you sit up to greet whichever poor soul your father assigned to guard you this time. As your father instructs him to walk in, you give him a once-over before turning to your dad, "Why him? What's his specialty? He's really different from the last one."

Rather than letting your father introduce him, the man bows and introduces himself, "My name is Chani. I've been assigned to keep you safe at all times. I specialize in sleuth and trickery tactics, and I will be using anything and everything I know to protect you."

Your father sneaks out of the room, closing the door behind him. As it shuts, you stand and instruct Chani to relax.

"I understand why my father placed me in your care, but he's a bit over-protective and cautious. I don't need a bodyguard, and you'll figure that out quite quickly."

You walk over to your closet and pull out clothes for the day as your new bodyguard stands there, staring straightforward without moving a muscle. To test his limits, your stand in his peripheral vision and undress. To your dismay, he still stares forward, completely unfazed. You huff while changing into your new outfit, upset that he seems tougher to break than the last boy.

"How old are you, Chani?"

"21."

"You're about my age. How'd you find yourself involved with my father?"

"I'm from a group of boys who were spared when this mafia team raided my apartment complex. They killed our families and told us to work for them or die with everyone else. I was 16 at the time."

"Oh, I'm sorry for that. Do you have any spite from that incident? I know I would."

"At first, I did. I swore I'd single-handedly take down this whole group. However, my friends and I were treated exceptionally well. This mafia quickly became family. I will give my life for the good of the group if need be."

You fake gag at the end of the story. To you, the mafia "family" reeked of your over-protective father and the boredom and seclusion that comes from being the boss' "treasured" only child. Being born into the mafia meant being unable to have a normal life, no outside friends, minimal phone privileges, and extremely restrictive boundaries on the grounds. You feel like you've wasted your years. Sure, the training was cool at first, but now it's repetitive and boring. Plus, your father will never allow his prodigy on an actual mission - you'd be at risk of danger.

"Excuse me for asking, but why do you dislike it so much? You have everything you could ever want here."

"Everything, huh? What if I want freedom? What if I want to know what a normal life is like? I want to go to school, have friends to hang with, and have social media like everyone else."

With your response, the stoic boy finally cracks a bit. Trying to stifle a laugh, he clears his throat and returns to the statue-like stance from before.

"For the love of everything, just relax. My father isn't around, and I'm safe in my room. If we're stuck with each other, we might as well both be comfortable."

You pull his arm to make him sit on the bed with you. Despite his initial hesitation, he adjusts himself into a more comfortable position.

He locks eyes with you and smirks, "Y'know, normal life has its faults, too. School means grades and tests and studying boring subjects. Plus, bullies aren't fun, the food isn't amazing, and you don't have as much freedom as you'd like to think. Social media brings social judgment with it. Make-up and editing and making sure to eat healthily and constantly exercise to keep up looks. Beauty standards are ridiculous because of social media."

Not knowing what to say in response, you sit there and stare at your lap. You didn't think there could be that much wrong with the lifestyle you wanted, so Chani shocked you with that side of it.

"There's good and bad to everything, Y/N."

"I guess you're right. What about this assignment? What's good and bad about being my bodyguard?"

With a chuckle, he responds, "Well, I'll have to find that out. If I had to guess, this job will probably be much more laidback than my usual assignments. As far as bad, this assignment means putting myself at more risk if anything actually happens. I'm just hoping nothing really happens."

"Usually, nothing does. You should be fine. Can we go walk around a bit? It's suffocating in here."

"As long as you don't go too far from the building. I don't want to drag you back inside."

"Ugh, fine. For today, I'll stay close."

The two of you head outside, staying in the garden that borders the building you live in. As the sun starts disappearing behind the mountains, you decide to head back inside. However, you both hear an explosion that sounds like it came from inside. As Chani stands guard, weapon drawn, you grab a nearby shovel in case you need to fight.

After a minute, a figure comes from the main building. Your father finds you both safe and explains that the color of the explosives, the sea-green smoke, means their rival mafia gang found their way into the estate and planted them. Panicked, he instructs Chani to take one of the nearby cars so that you both can go far away. When asked where to go, he rushes you both away, claiming that nobody can know where you end up or who you are.

The drive stretches on for hours, through a metropolis and past a small strip of desert. You've seen more of the world during this drive than in your entire life, so you enjoy the scenery despite the circumstance. At some point in the night, you stop and abandon the car in a grocery store parking lot. Chani escorts you to a nearby motel, buying a room for you to share that night.

He wakes you after only a few hours of rest, insisting that you must keep moving. Too exhausted to fight with him, you simply follow him down the street as the sun begins to rise. Chani buys a motorcycle to bring you the rest of the way, paying in full using a card your father gave him. Once the purchase is complete, you set off once again.

Arriving at a small coastal town, you spot a small home with a sign revealing that it was recently sold. Chani pulls into the driveway as a lady walks out of the house.

"Mr. Park, correct?"

"Yes, I'm Seojoon Park. This is Jiwon. You must be Ms. Kim."

"Yes, sir. Nice to meet you both. I'm sure you'll enjoy your new home. It has two sets of keys already made, so here you go." Ms. Kim hands Chani the keys, and they continue talking about the financial and safety components of the location.

You tune it out and focus on the names Chani gave her. If you have to hide well enough that mafia groups can't find you, you need to remember the aliases you have. Repeating both of them in your head, you recognize that he gave you a unisex name. You begin debating whether to present as the opposite gender to solidify the disguise.

Ultimately, you decide against the idea. Remembering your aliases and creating a fake history for "Seojoon and Jiwon Park" will be enough work. Plus, thanks to your overprotective father, you worry that you won't be able to adjust to this new life.

After Chani finishes his discussion, Ms. Kim leaves. Chani walks into the house first, with you following close behind. You find furniture and appliances already nicely arranged throughout the house, but the interior appears bland without any decorations. As you explore the limited space, you find two bedrooms, each with an en-suite bathroom. There's one more door at the end of the hall, but it only leads to a storage closet. While not nearly as spacious as your castle of a home, you appreciate that you still have your own private space. Even better, you remember that your father doesn't have a clue where you and Chani ended up, so you feel safe from enemies and free from the restraints of your father.

You settle into the bigger bedroom out of habit, lying down on the bed and wondering how long you can stay here. After a while, Chani knocks on the open door frame. As you sit up, you notice a tray of food in his hands.

"It's not much for now, but you should eat. You've lost quite a bit of energy from everything, I'm sure. If you need anything, I'll be in the other bedroom, watching some TV. I'll leave the door open."

With that, he sets the tray on the small coffee table. You sit down to eat but find yourself lonely. Usually, someone eats with you, whether it's your father, other mafia members, or even staff at the estate you befriended. So, rather than trying to eat alone, you pick up the food and make your way to Chani's room. As he looks at you wordlessly, you sit at the table in his room.

"I don't like eating alone, so I'm eating here."

He chuckles and mumbles in understanding. You both sit quietly, watching the fantastical portrayal of the FBI on the TV. After a few episodes, you make a joke about how life would be if the FBI arrested mafia bosses as easily as the show claims. Chani furthers the joke by claiming that he would've much rather joined the FBI if that were the case. You agree entirely, thinking that agents can have more freedom due to the lack of negative stigma typically associated with mafia gangs.

After one final episode, Chani explains that you both need to catch up on sleep. He shuts the TV off and walks you back to your room.

"See you tomorrow, Y/N. We'll start figuring out our plans some more tomorrow, so be ready for a long day." He smiles as he shut the door and walks back across the hall.

As you hear his door shut, you release a long sigh of relief. Being out of the castle feels so freeing, and experiencing everything with someone as kind and understanding as Chani makes it even better. You climb into bed with the feeling that this is true happiness, falling asleep quickly and calmly.

Opening your eyes, flames and the sea-green smoke greet you. You panic, nearly falling out of bed as you make your way to the door. Seeing the flames originating from the closet at the end of the hall, you rush into Chani's room. Finding it empty, you run out of the house, hoping to find him outside. Instead, a couple men who you don't recognize greet you at gunpoint. In a state of panic, you fall to your knees with your hands behind your head. These strangers, however, don't care about your defeated stance and fire their guns anyway.

You jolt up in your bed, looking around feverishly. After seeing the room in the same state you left it in the night before, you lay back down and admit that you must've had a nightmare. Despite this, the dream left a sour taste in your mouth. Suddenly, you stop trusting the door at the end of the hall. You force yourself out of bed to go examine it, but you only make it out of your room before Chani greets you.

"Morning, Y/N! Come eat breakfast. I'm nearly done."

With your stomach growling at the mention of breakfast, you bookmark your plan to check the closet and opt the eat now. You both sit down and eat together in the dining room. Faint music hums in the background while Chani begins discussing the plan, starting with the new names.

"Since I said we have the same family name, we only really have two options. We could present ourselves as siblings or as a couple."

"We don't look alike. I don't think we'd get away with the sibling route. Being fake newlyweds sounds fine. It fits in with moving to a new house, too."

"Good points. Now, let's talk specifics."

For just over half an hour, the two of you toss ideas back and forth. When you settle on the backstory, Chani decides to take a break and check out the town. Curious, you join him, knowing it'll be more comfortable exploring together. You visit the nearby grocery store, locate a 24-hour convenience store, and browse the town's quaint but comforting library. Thankfully, the library doesn't require ID to set up an account, so you fill out the paperwork and check out a couple of interesting-sounding books to keep you busy when you're at home.

Although Chani doesn't set up an account at the library, he buys some stationery supplies from the store to keep himself busy. Heading home, a stranger approaches with their dog. Introducing themselves and jokingly insisting they know everyone in town, they claim they automatically knew you were new. After that strange interaction, you continue home with a slight worry that you won't fit in here.

As Chani locks the front door, he vents, "Even though it's obvious we're new, that interaction felt weird. It seemed like they knew too much. Did you feel that, too, or am I just overthinking it?"

After validating his feelings, you ask, "There's no way we could've been followed, right? Wait." Suddenly, your dream resurfaces in your mind, so you grab a knife and rush to the closet door, "I've had a bad feeling about door since waking up."

You carefully reach for its handle and fling it open, knife at the ready. Greeted only by a couple small furniture pieces you both disliked, you drop your guard. Chani flashes a light from his phone into the dark room to help you examine the area. In one of the corners, the light reflects off something into his eyes. He walks in to check it out and finds a small USB stick.

After confirming with each other that neither brought a flash drive, Chani determines that he needs to see the contents and ensure your safety. He tells you to stays inside, with all the doors and windows locked, while he runs back to the library to open it on one of their computers.

Only 15 minutes pass before Chani's return. You hear the panicked fumbling of keys before the door opens to reveal your bodyguard, panting and obviously concerned.

"What was on it? Are we okay? Do we need to leave?"

Without a word, Chani pulls you in for a tight hug. It feels as though you won't see him again, but you refuse to let that happen.

"If we have to go, let's go. We got this. We'll find safety somewhere, don't-"

"We're safe, Y/N. That's not what was on it."

"Then why-?"

"We'll be fine. We can relax here. Trust me on this."

Hesitantly, you drop the subject. You trust Chani with your life, so you'll believe him if he says it's okay. After all, your father wouldn't leave you with someone he didn't fully trust, so there's no way Chani would lie if your well-being was threatened in any way.

After the rocky first couple of days, the first month passes smoothly. You even make some friends due to your time at the library. Your relationship with Chani progresses as you two keep up your aliases. You don't realize when exactly it happens, but by the end of the first month together, you recognize that your admiration of him has shifted into adoration. However, due to the nature of your relationship, you keep your feelings to yourself. You don't want your bodyguard feeling uncomfortable with you because you developed feelings for him.

Another few months pass. The group of friends you've made all claim that the playful relationship you share with your "husband" would be their goal for the future. These remarks confuse you, as the two of you barely even hold hands. You bring this up to Chani at dinner one night, which leaves him flustered and stumbling over his words.

"I just find it funny that we act so well that our friends want to mirror their relationships off of a fake marriage. Either way, we've officially been here for three months. Let's drink tonight!" You beam as you stand to collect a bottle of your favorite liquor and two glasses.

After a few drinks, you both relax more. You begin leaning on Chani momentarily as he becomes more touchy than usual. As you lay your head in his lap, he stares down at you and pets you.

"Y'know, it doesn't have to be fake."

Tipsy, the single sentence without context throws you for a loop. You send him a confused look, so he continues.

"Well, that's assuming you also have feelings for me. I know I definitely fell for you."

You sit up, as if the new position will help you process his words better, gushing, "Wait, you have?"

He laughs, "Wasn't it obvious?"

"Well, was it obvious that I fell for you?"

Even without words, the shock in his widened eyes answers the question for you.

"Can... Can I kiss you? I've wanted to for so long."

"Please. I've wanted it for a while, but I didn't think you felt the same way."

With that confirmation, Chani leans in eagerly, interlocking his lips with yours and cupping your face softly with both hands. After the initial taste, you both engage more, involving tongues and hands more. The kiss heats up into a full makeout session until Chani pulls away unexpectedly.

"Sorry, that was... wow. That was amazing, but I don't want to rush. There's alcohol in our systems. We shouldn't do anything more."

You nod in agreement, "You're right. Plus, we have all the time we need together. There's no need to rush this."

Deciding to sleep off the alcohol, you head to your respective rooms. When you lay down, the kiss is the only thing on your mind. You squirm a bit in an attempt to shake it off, but the thought remains until you drift asleep.

For the rest of the week, you fail to control the giddiness. You thank the gods for not having to explain to your friends since they're all busy lately. Today, you and Chani head to the library together to return some books you finished. When you return, Chani notices the front window open. He motions to be on alert, and you both carefully enter your home.

"Welcome home, Y/N." A black-haired stranger smirks at you from the couch. He then turns to Chani, "Calm down, puppy. I won't hurt your owner if you both listen to our demands."

Chani increases the space between you and the intruder as he moves entirely in front of you, making the stranger scoff.

"For ease, you can call me Ravn. I'm sure you know this by now, but my group set off those explosions at the estate earlier this year. You've given us some issues in finding where you ran off to; I'll commend your efforts in doing that.

"Now that we've found you, however, you have two options, Y/N. You come with us the easy way or the hard way."

"Over my dead body!" Chani butts in.

"That would, in fact, be the hard way, but we don't have to touch either of you if your master comes willingly. Believe me or not, I have no intention of harming either of you. My issue is with the boss. His sole heir is the best bartering chip I can get."

Your bodyguard doesn't budge, but you don't want to risk him getting injured when it can easily be avoided, so you step to the side and address Ravn, "Don't touch him. I don't know what you need from my father, but I'll go with you willingly. I don't want unnecessary fighting."

"You're very smart. Leedo, Xion, grab them. Blindfold them and bring them both to the car."

"Y/N! How can you just let them take you?! We put so much effort into keeping you safe!" Chani struggles in their grasp, entirely confused by your actions.

After some effort to get Chani blindfolded, the group loads you both into what feels like the back of a van. The drive is short and silent, and they lead you inside their estate and up an elevator before removing your blindfolds.

"I don't expect an answer, but I must ask," you face Ravn, "What am I being used to get? What is it you want from my father?"

You hear mumbles from the other members before Ravn clears his throats to speak, "Do you know of your father's mistress? That's my mother, who he kidnapped and forced himself on. When she found it safe, she sent me a letter, detailing the estate layout and begging me to save her."

"So, you want to trade me for her? That's it?"

"I'm not a fan of violence. We only set off the explosion after confirming no one was inside. I'd much rather you come with me willingly - I didn't even tie you guys up. If I can trade his heir for my mother instead of fighting his group, I would much rather do the trade."

At this, Chani finally relaxes a bit as he understands the nature of the situation better. While you admire him for adamantly staying on guard, you're glad to see him relax a bit. With the explanations out of the way, you all sit at a long table to discuss how to best ensure a safe trade between the two groups.

The discussion continues for hours as everyone involved bounces options off of one another. While your father taught you a few tactics that are useful to alert Ravn's group of, Chani knows more information since he's been on similar jobs to save kidnapped members. You mostly sit and listen to the others talk, only adding helpful details about your relationship with your father or about personality points that might play into the job differently than one would expect.

After nearly four hours of discussion, Hwanwoong suggests resting and returning tomorrow to discuss with clear minds once again. At Ravn's request, Hwanwoong leads you and Chani to an empty bedroom.

"Apologies, we only have this room available. I hope the bed will be big enough for you both to sleep properly. The bathroom is through that other door. I will have to lock you in for the night, so is there anything you'd like me to bring before I leave?"

After looking around the room quickly, you both decline his offer, so he leaves, locking the door behind him, as promised. For a few seconds, the silence of the room makes his footsteps sound louder than expected. Once those fade, you clear your throat to dissolve the silence. You ask whether Chani feels comfortable enough to share the bed. He insists that he's only comfortable with it if you also are, and you think about the situation for a bit.

"While I do want to be a couple, I think it's still too early to share a bed. When we feel comfortable, we'll make the transition to a shared bed, but I think it might hinder sleep to have you sleeping so close. And I feel like we'll need all the sleep we can get."

"That's understandable. You don't need to explain your reasoning. I respect your boundaries and really appreciate your honesty. I'll take the floor."

The anxious jitters disperse at his acceptance. You help him set up a comfortable place on the floor with most of the blankets. As he sits on his makeshift cot, you hand him half the pillows.

"Can I kiss you goodnight?" You whisper, embarrassed by asking after forcing him to sleep on the floor.

"Sure! I'll close my eyes, so don't be embarrassed; kiss me wherever you'd like. It can become a nightly routine if you want." He closes his eyes and smiles gleefully in your direction.

You lean in to leave a soft kiss on his forehead. As you pull away, he opens his eyes and returns the kiss by pulling you back and planting a loving peck on your forehead. The sensation causes butterflies to flock to your stomach. You lay down as you feel your face heat up.

"Goodnight, love. Sleep well."

You fall asleep quickly, feeling safer than ever in the enemy's hideout with Chani in the same room. When you wake, you hear Chani snoring lightly, still fast asleep. You take a peek at his sleeping position and giggle at him, fully sprawled out like a starfish with his mouth slightly open and blankets barely covering him. You find yourself mentally thanking Ravn for causing this humbling situation. Whether as your bodyguard or acting as your husband, Chani acts professionally more often than not, so seeing him like this reassures you that he's truly just another human.

The sound of the door being unlocked cuts your admiration for your partner short. Hwanwoong greets you again, letting you know that breakfast has been prepared. He pushes the still-sleeping Chani with his foot to wake him, then the three of you head to a massive dining room, where Ravn and a few others have already begun eating. With minimal discussion, you all finish breakfast and move to the same room as yesterday.

After another couple of hours, everyone agrees on the plan. Ravn lays out positions and strategies to his members before addressing you and Chani. After instructing Chani to alert your father of the kidnapping in a believably-frightened manner, he turns to you.

"You have the hardest yet easiest job of everyone. While you only have to act as if you're scared, you do need to make it believable while allowing us to follow the plans we've set up."

You understand your mission and even instruct Ravn to be rough enough for your father to think the group might harm you if he fails to follow their orders. You suggest sending Chani with a lock of your hair to present your father to spark his anger. Knowing that they're bold enough to speak directly to your bodyguard while holding you captive will tear at his ego and pull at his fears.

After taking your idea into consideration, the only thing to figure out is when to put these plans into action. Once they bring up the topic, you remember your father's birthday coming up next week. Since it might be too obvious to act on his birthday, you suggest putting on the act either the day before or after his birthday, as he's bound to think of his kid near his birthday. Since the two of you have been apart for so long, he'll probably wish he could spend the day together with you.

Each point you add to the plans will pull hard at your father's emotions, so Leedo questions your relationship, "Are you sure you have a good relationship with your dad? It seems like you want to cause him as much emotional pain as possible."

"It's not that, but I can understand the confusion. No, I just know my father. His heightened pride and ego mean we need to approach from specific angles or he'll just act as if he doesn't know me. He loves me, but he loves his position more, so he'd rather keep the position. Plus, losing me means losing his single point of weakness."

Although the idea feels casual to you, their responses make you question whether it's normal. As they all stare in an open-mouthed, wide-eyed silence, you awkwardly try to deflate the severity of the topic.

"We didn't have a lot of time together, so we aren't as close as we could be, but it's all fine. I have friends now - Chani, too. I've made good relationships with others, so I like this level of parental love."

After this, Ravn shakes his head in disbelief before dismissing everyone. The week passes with him reminding everyone of the situation daily before letting you all spend your time freely. With one day left, he pulls you aside to ask for the lock of hair. You hold out a bit from the back so he can cut it off. Then, he places a rubber band around the hair and places it in a small plastic bag for safekeeping before sending it with Chani.

Early on the morning of the event, Chani runs to your father's estate in a disheveled state while everyone else waits and hopes for the best. Most of the day passes without a word from Chani, but he returns as the sun begins to set, bearing the acceptance of the trade conditions, a black eye, and a limp. In case he was followed or wired, you can't risk asking about the injuries despite your boiling rage from seeing him in that state. At this point, the crew already tied your arms and ankles tightly to ensure legitimacy, so the act has fully started. Knowing your father beat Chani before sending him back makes your blood boil more than you expected. If it weren't to get Ravn's mother back, you would've dropped the act and walked away already.

Both sides meet at the designated location at 8PM. Immediately, you see your father, holding a lady's wrist. Since he's keeping her so close to him, she keeps uncomfortably rubbing against him. She's visually uncomfortable, but your father seems unfazed by it. As soon as he sees Ravn drag you in, the rough scowl turns into a worried glance. You watch as he assesses you for injuries from afar, and his worry slowly lifts into relief.

"I have your mother. Give me Y/N back!"

"You heard the terms, so you know exactly what to do. Don't try anything funny. I have members waiting for a cue to fire if anything goes astray."

Your father begrudgingly follows the terms, showing Ravn's mother where to stand before walking back to his original position. His impatience shows as he fidgets until Ravn guides you and Chani to the center. As Ravn returns to safety with his mom, Chani leads you the rest of the way to your father. Instantly, your father pulls you behind him, breaking Chani's grasp on your arm. You send your boyfriend an apologetic smile, to which he nods in return to show his understanding of the situation.

After Ravn and his team leave, your father stands down to untie your restraints. As he's doing so, he apologizes for leaving you in the hands of an "unacceptable" bodyguard. Before he can continue bashing Chani, you quickly pull away and deny his words.

"Chani kept his guard up at ALL times. I chose to go with ONEUS to help them, because everyone deserves to have their freedom of choice but you stole that lady. It was fully staged, and I'm beginning to resent sending Chani to you with the message. You should NOT have hit him, even if the kidnapping was real. He stayed by my side and continuously cares for me as a person, not just an asset like you clearly do."

You leave him speechless by your declaration. Even Chani looks worried that you've gone overboard. However, you stand your ground.

"I've learned a lot from living a more normal life. A big thing is that I prefer that life better than being trapped in your estate. I'm staying with Chani where we ended up. Don't look for us. I don't want any part of your life. The mafia isn't for me."

With that, you take hold of Chani's hand and walk back to Ravn's nearby residence. Before entering the building, Chani stops you.

"Are you sure you'll be okay? You may never see your father again."

"Are you okay with staying with me? Would you rather continue working for him?"

"No, I like the life we made for ourselves after leaving. I'm just making sure you'll be okay. We'll soon need jobs. The money your father left me will only last so much longer. It won't be all fun and games all the time."

"I know, and I'm fine with that. It'll still be more enjoyable than feeling as if I'm locked in a tower like a helpless child."

Before you continue, the door swings open. Keonhee smiles at you both. He jokes, "This talk is sweet and all, but I'm not waiting all night for you to knock. Come inside already, lovebirds."

After a quick round of grateful remarks from Ravn and his mother, they insist you both sleep over one more night since it's already so late. Leedo explains that he can drive you back home in the morning, so you accept their gracious offer and head into the locked room with Chani for one last night. As he moves towards the pile from the previous nights, you step in front of him.

"You're hurt. Take the bed tonight. It'll be more comfortable for you, and I don't mind taking the floor."

You stare at him, determined. He clearly takes the hint that you won't let him take the floor, so he doesn't try fighting you. However, he looks at you apologetically as he sighs and makes his way to the bed. As he makes himself comfortable, you stand next to him. You lean in and place a soft kiss upon his forehead as thanks for recovering properly. Then, you make your way to the cot on the floor.

You both sleep peacefully, waking up refreshed in the early barely-sunlit hours. As promised, Leedo drives you home after a quick breakfast.

You wave to him as he leaves, without any idea of when or if you'll see that group again. While you secretly hope to meet again, you know you'll need to focus on the new life you need to fortify. You need to think about finding a job and working on your relationship with Chani before thinking about meeting them under better conditions.

As you both head inside, you hug Chani tightly the moment he closes the door. You don't have the words to describe how happy you feel to have a life with someone you have such strong feelings for. He chuckles as he wraps his arms around you, tightening the hug even more. He lightly kisses your neck before burying his head in your shoulder for comfort.

"Thank you. I know it's been my job to keep you safe, but you caring so much for me makes me feel protected, too." He whispers, still leaning into you.

Your smile grows as you hear his words. Even if it's hard, you know that you'll get through anything that comes at you so long as you stick together. You're excited for your new life to officially begin.

As you finally pull away from one another, you joke, "So, what were the pros and cons of being my bodyguard again? The cover story we used turning into closer to the truth is clearly a positive, but what's the negative?"

"You can get scary. I have to make sure I don't get you angry. I don't want you yelling at me like you did to your dad."

You both laugh off the joke as you prepare for a chill day at home - the first official day as a couple in this house, and the start of what you can only hope for being a long-winded love story.

[9h4mn]

all night | chani

call me whenever you want someone to talk to :)

that very same note you had received from kang chani who you shared a class with would have been sweet but right now it was like those sweet words were taunting you.

a sudden blackout in the area where your dorm is located was the root of all of this. everything about the dark was your fear and with your friends either not picking up their phone or leaving you in read, everything was made much harder.

you knew your friends aren't much to blame if they are currently unable to help you. it wasn't their responsibility to be always there for you whenever a blackout or something similar happens. their mental health should always be their top priority.

and here we are with you stuck in a dilemma of whether or not you should call chani. he did told you to call him when you need someone to talk to you but this doesn't feel right.

he gave you the note a few weeks ago and for you to call him so sudden during the night just doesn't sit right with you.

maybe you'd be ok with having a few candles lit on. you take a look around your empty apartment just to be sure... wait did you just see something move? on second thought you should really call chani.

you dialed his number and called him, almost immediately he answered the phone as if he was waiting for you to call him.

"[name]? is anything wrong?" he asks before you could even think of speaking. his voice sounded a lot deeper then it usually was so you had assumed he just woke up.

"did i wake you up? i'm sorry i'll just ha–!"

"wait! don't hang up!" chani clears his throat before continuing, "i was just studying."

"am i disturbing you?" you ask. well if you think about it, you were indeed disturbing him. calling him this late while he's also spending the time studying.

you could hear a sound indicating that chani was smiling. "disturbing? no but distracting? i'd say yes. oh right, a friend of mine said that there's a blackout around the area you live in. how are you holding up?"

"my apartment building doesn't have any generator so right now its very dark and scary." you quickly answer him, having the pick-up line go over your head.

"hmm? are you scared of the dark? ah forget that i said that, did you already eat?" chani quickly changes topic, having remembered that you had mentioned about having a mild nyctophobia (aka the phobia of the dark) so the least he could do is to try and divert your attention.

you find yourself smiling at his words, "i have. how about you, did you eat already?

the both of you went back and forth with your question and answer. it felt as if the both of you knew each other for quite a long time with how easy it was to converse.

before long you began to feel sleepy and added with chani's deep voice, you were quickly lured to sleep.

"... and then hwiyoung-hyung decided to chase me around the streets while swearing, it was crazy." noticing that the other line completely went silent, chani paused his story time that just exposes his friends.

he calls out for your name and just as he had expected, he only received silence. chani glances to his desk where his long forgotten school books rests and then to his phone. every minute of the phone call was worth it.

"sweet dreams [name]." he speaks to no one in particular before ending the call.

the distance between you and him got a lot closer that night. maybe one day, he'd have enough courage to cross over that one last border separating you from him.

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hai, i saw that your request is open. can i request a sf9!mafia scenario with kang chani x girl friend!reader please?

he is cold towards you but at the end when you're in danger, he shows his caring side to you. thank you, i hope you have had a great day!

danger | kang chanhee

♛ Genre : fluff, romantic, slight angst

♛ tw : guns, murder, mafia, shooting someone, assassination attempt

You were taking a peaceful stroll around Chani's mansion, the sun shining through the big, elegant windows.

There wasn't really anything else to do – you needed to stay inside Chani's mansion for your safety and everyday was the same. Chani himself didn't pay any attention to you, although he was your loved one. Sometimes you chatted with the guards, but you can't chat with them for long as it can also be distracting and dangerous.

You entered Chani's office, crossing your arms. He was sitting beside his desk, sorting out documents. He didn't even look at you when you entered, his eyes completely fixed on the papers. "Chanhee." You called out to him, the dark-haired boy sparing you a short glance before returning to the documents.

"What?" He asked, playing with his pen. "I'm bored! You don't even let me use a phone! And whenever i want to go out, i need to go with at least six guards, do you think i like that?" He sighed, tapping his fingers against the desk. "It's for your safet–"

"I don't care! I want to live like a normal, casual girl but you don't even let me have friends! Not everyone wants to kill me, Chani" He rolled his eyes in annoyance, putting the document he was reading down. "I'm a boss of one of the biggest mafias in South Korea. Everyone knows you're my weakness, and they'll happily take advantage of that" You could see just how annoyed he was, so you left. 

You were sick and tired of him, his cold attidute and how overprotective he is. Did he even really love you, or were you just one of his things?

You changed into a long, black coat, rushing to the exit. “Excuse me Miss, you can’t leave” The guard who was standing right before the door said, slightly bowing to you in respect. “Chani let me leave just for a hour. You can ask him” You smiled nicely, trying to lie as well as possible. You had a really good reputation in the mafia, known for being nice and friendly to everyone, even helping out the mansion janitors. “If that’s the case then, go on, Miss~ Be safe” You nod, leaving the mansion. You felt a little bad for lying to the guard, hoping he won’t get in any trouble later. Besides, you were just going to take a quick stroll and go back.

Chani’s mansion was surrounded by a small forest, hiding it from any outsiders. You started walking with your hands in your pockets, slowly humming under your nose. You felt so free and happy, looking up at the sky. 

No guards, no mafia business, no overprotective boyfriends.

But there was one thing.

Danger.

You didn't notice the rival mafia's assassin hiding, only seeing him after he almost shot you, the bullet missing you. Only after experiencing that, you knew that Chani was right. You should have listened to him, but you decided to be so selfish. You started running, you didn't even know where, you just ran. You heard the assassin's gun fire off at you again, but you were suddenly knocked to the ground, the bullet missing once again.

The man who knocked you to the ground pulled out his own gun, shooting the unsuccessful assassin.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" It was Chani, crouching beside you to check for any wounds. "I-I'm fine.." He heplped you stand up, shooting the half-dead assassin once more before turning to you. "Are you sure?" He asked once again. "No" You chuckled, a bit shaken. Chani sighed before hugging you, caressing your back. "I got here as fast as i could. You're safe" He breathed out in relief, signaling to his men to take the assassin's body away.

"Please, never scare me like that ever again, kitten" He kissed your forehead, startling you with his sudden boost of affection. "Are you annoyed?" You asked him, slowly recovering from the assassination attempt. "Not at all. I'm glad you're safe, let's get home and i'll take care of you" You smiled, hugging him. You would be lying if you said you didn't like his caring side.

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Four

Characters: Lee Jaeyoon x reader, Kang Chani x reader, Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun x reader

Genre: Smut- smut- smut 

A/N: I have goose bumps right now from writing this 

And I appreciate feedbacks!

You could feel the warmth of Jaeyoon’s fingers gently caress your temple, occasionally pulling back the strands from your face. You could feel his breath on the back of your neck, sometimes barely on your collarbone, calmly lingering as he pressed soft kisses to the skin. Various colours from the tv screen were reflected in the round glass table as you held a conversation with Chani who was sitting in front of you. He was relaxed, slumping against the material of the sofa head turned your way, fingers lingering at your ankles. 

Sounds of a drum kit, guitars, saxophone and vocalists slowly resonated from Youngkyun’s phone. In the background, the music played softly and made the three of you move in some way, especially Kyun who was moving along to it. Jae’s arms encircled your waist and from your position, you could smell the perfume off him. Kyun walked out of the kitchen, pressing a kiss to your lips as he took a seat opposite Chani, grabbing some crisps from the bowl on the table.

‘‘We could try this’‘ Chani replied, showing you a picture on his phone. You held back a smile, already analysing the picture and trying to apply it to the bedroom. Jae nodded from behind you, agreeing and drawing Kyun’s attention who was munching on something.  As he looked at the picture, he couldn’t hide the smile on his face, thinking that he was probably dreaming or something. 

Once he had agreed, Chani asked if you were okay with trying it and immediately, their attention was on you. You felt yourself heat up at the attention but subtly clearing your throat, you thought of adding something to it- like a twist. Jae nestled his face into your neck as you spoke and you could feel the warmth of Chani’s hand, encouraging you. You causally agreed when they nodded, internally excited at the prospect of what you had just discussed. 

Your joggers were pulled off your legs, slipping you onto your back in the process, the comfy material of the mattress enveloping you in its warmth. Kyun and Chani were standing on either side of Jae as they viewed you with inky eyes, unbuckling their belts. Sliding their belts off, they discarded it somewhere, each taking their time to undress.  Having no idea who to look at, you just gave up, resting your head on the pillows, lying in anticipation.

Jaeyoon chuckled as he saw your head hit the pillow, pulling his oversized jumper in one go which caught your attention, widening your eyes as inklings of arousal trickled into your pupils. Kyun and Chani had already stripped to their boxers; the lighting of the room allowed you to see their toned bodies. The curves placed emphasis on their arms and upper torso, many years of performance succeeding that. Kyun chose to lay next next to you, peering at you through his beautiful eyelashes. He leant down to press his soft lips against yours, his fingers dipped into your jumper and pulling it over your head.

You were bare underneath, comforting fashion that came easy to you in your own house. They quickly realised that you had played games and danced with the four of them while being naked underneath caused a coarse amount of arousal to run through them. Jae leant to give your swollen bud a slight pinch, hearing you whine as you laid in Kyun’s arms. Kyun swiped a tongue over your lower lip, kissing your parted lips. Chani had settled on your other side, pulling out his cock and stroking himself to the sight of your naked body. Beads of precum trickled from his slit, member growing increasingly hard at the way his friends handled you. 

Jaeyoon stroked himself through his boxers, his eyes drinking in the sight of your legs spread while Hwi hungrily groped your breasts, kissing you and squeezing the flesh in the palms of his hands. The more Kyun touched you, the more you softly moaned into his mouth, wanting someone to touch you. One of the two pulled your last piece of clothing from your legs, chuckling at the stain on them. Chani pulled your leg to one side, giving Jaeyoon more access to you as he leaned down and lapped his wet muscle at your folds. 

Kyun leaned away, placing a delicate kiss to your cheek, the embodiment of all his lust for you. This allowed Chani to take over as he ran his fingers through your hair tugging your head back and attaching his lips to yours. You softly groaned at the stinging feeling on your scalp and them allowing you to take a breath in between. When Kyun’s lips shifted to Chani’s, the intensity changed. He messed your hair while placing your hand over his cock, groaning at the feeling of your warm hand stroking his erection. Kyun’s thumb ran over your neck as the other repeatedly groped the soft flesh of your breasts. 

Jaeyoon collected his spit and smeared it over your pussy, the combination with your juices making it easier for him to side two fingers into you. He pressed his tongue flat against the opening of your pussy and swiped up, running over your sensitive bundle of nerves and drawing an erratic whimper from you. Kyun pressed open-mouthed kisses to your neck, nipping the skin as he completed a trail of hot, summery marks that lined your collarbone and stomach. While Chani tilted your head up, swiftly biting down on your lower lip and then licking the pain away, Jaeyoon’s smooth hands on your thighs firmly gripped them apart in place as he pumped you full of his fingers and Kyun’s air-blown hair gently tickled your breasts that he was nestled into, his full concentration on sucking the area of the skin. 

The heaviness of your breaths drew Kyun’s attention, smiling as he loosely ran his thumb over your clit. You groaned into Chani’s mouth at the stimulation and he leaned back at the sound, chuckling as he looked at a familiar sight. Jae completely pulled his wet muscle out of your entrance, a little whine leaving your mouth. Your legs were spread as Kyun rubbed your clit and Jae licked your juices, your legs spasming as his actions further aroused you, drawing friction in between your legs. You lifted your hips to match the pace of Kyun’s fingers, his response to smack your clit and keep you still. 

Chani and Jae were in awe as they watched the way your body moved off the bed. Your breasts shook with the movement, swollen buds hardening, waiting to be touched with the lack of wetness from someone’s mouth on them. You didn’t bother to hold back your cries, letting them know how sensitive you were feeling. The more Kyun teased your clit, Chani ran his hands up and down your body and Jae pumped his cock at the sight, the more you struggled to keep up with the lack of real stimulation. 

Kyun slapped your clit again, this time to see your reaction and you scrunched your eyes at the feeling, hands reaching out for Kyun’s own. Chani’s fingers carded through your hair as Jae filled your with his digits again, hearing your sex squelch at the wetness. You were taken into Chani’s arms, his lips gently pressing against yours, muffling your cries and soft moans. Hwi began to stroke himself as he rested his head in between your breasts, comfortably continuing his teasing. Jae gripped your legs once again, placing a trail of comforting kisses to your inner thigh. 

Jae occasionally smacked your inner thigh, watching you jerk a little with each slap. He smiled as you relaxed under Chani’s touch whose face was hovering above yours, fingers also gently stroking your cheek. Your breaths came out harder each time as you stared back at Chani, his nose scrunching at how adorable you seemed in a state where you were totally out of it. Your clit painfully throbbed at the sensations you were feeling, legs aching from being held back and skin tinting as Jae continued to deliver slaps to your inner thigh. 

You had stopped stroking Chani, gasping at Hwi’s hand that landed a harsher smack to your clit. Hot tears spilt from the corners of your eyes as you struggled, ‘’Ngh, please’’. Jaeyoon awed at your form, knowing that you could very well throw them off and masturbate to a release without the teasing. 

You were taken back to the time when you decided to pleasure yourself without them. As they had found you in a compromising position each of them made sure to fill your hole as you cried because you were not allowed to come for the night. Or when Jaeyoon caught you and he made you rut yourself against his jeans as he watched you try and reach an orgasm that he knew you would not reach. 

Chani’s nimble fingers swiped each tear away from your cheek while Kyun adorably stared at you from between your breasts and Jaeyoon’s hand stroked his cock, using his precum to slide his hand easily over his member. You gasped as Jae added a third finger, having originally gone in with two, pausing as Hwi stopped his ministrations on your clit at the same time. Kyun used this to slip off his boxers while Chani did the same, discarding them to someplace off the bed. Hwi returned to heat himself up while Chani took your hand and returned it to its position on his cock. 

Chani’s eyes held some sort of emotions in them when he saw your tears but before you could place them, his hand gently gripped the side of your face and whispering about how much he would love to fuck you, he kissed you. Your lips moved slowly against his, a contrast to his prominent dominance over you earlier. Somehow you didn’t realise that he had broken a little over your tears. 

Jae- your baby- faced fling turned best-friend would spread your legs and eat you out if you asked- and you had before. His hands would have already started gripping your ass and wandered to other areas of your body, his first thought would have been to ram you from behind but he could control himself. As much as he desired you, your wishes came first and if you wanted him to pin your naked body to the kitchen table and lick your juices from your dripping pussy that messed up the surface below, he would have gladly done it for you. 

Kyun had a distinct charm- one that radiated innocence but you knew that he could do worse. Anything new that you wanted to try startled him but he would try to do it the next time the two of you met up and you almost fell for this guy. In his eyes, you were his and he would treat you as such including laying you on your back, fingers intertwined and chests touching as he slowly made love to you. But he could also let you suck him off on your knees when you wanted too or roughly pull your hair as you rode him in the back of his car.  

You felt Jae’s tip prod at your entrance and you moaned into the kiss with Chani, excitement filling your system. You hand went to caress Chani’s cheek and you deepened the kiss, feeling Jae’s cock start to enter you. You groaned as you felt the tip enter you, the whole head entering you next. Jae was slow, stilling so as to not hurt you and let you adjust, biting his lips as he heard you groan into Chani’s mouth and tug Kyun’s hair whose tongue was carelessly swiping at your nipple. A whimper left your mouth as Jae started to fully seat himself inside of you and Chani broke the kiss once again, to nestle his head against yours as Jae bottomed out.  

Arching your back, Kyun took to placing light, delicate and even sloppy kisses from his position next to you. Chani delicately pecked your cheek, letting your fingertips trace his skin as he gasped at your fingers that found his cock, sliding your hands over his as he stroked himself. His member throbbed just like the first time the four of you had had sex. He was aroused at the way you wanted to be handled, letting Kyun tease you while Jae inserted his member into your sex. He twisted his hand around his dick, his vision blurring as the eyelashes that he peered at you through connected. 

Kyun was content with his cock painfully hard and in desperate need of your attention, his brave exterior never betraying how he felt on the inside. Laying on your chest and nestling his head in your breasts made him feel satisfied enough while he was touching you again. The way you jolted and spasmed when you were close to reaching your high made him want to hold you and not to let go until you were tired. Jae had loved the way you felt around his cock from the first time the two of had had sex. The two of you were so well connected that after that ‘click’, you agreed to keep your friendship as well as explore the sexual tension between you two. 

He slipped into you, the feeling of your walls enclosing around his cock causing a groan to leave the base of his throat. Moans left the two of you as Jae took on a quick pace, rubbing soft circles onto your inner thigh, occasionally lightly pinching the skin. Kyun lifted your chin, connecting his lips to yours while you used your other hand to take his hard cock and wrap your hand around the base. Swiping a finger over his tip, you used his precum to smear it all over his cock, using it as a lube to stroke him more easily. You drew out a moan from him as he breathed heavily into the kiss. You didn’t quicken your pace, instead slowing down and stroking him leisurely. 

He liked it when you held back, so that when his high arrived, it would wash over him like a furious wave. Jae decided to hit your sweet spot, just as Chani reached to rub your clit, your lips parting at the extra jolts that his motion sent throughout your body. You moaned into the kiss with Hwi, infatuated with the taste of his lips and right now, you also longed to taste his cock on your tongue.  

Chani watched Jae slowly thrust into you, tracing the way your pussy swallowed his cock wondering just how aroused you were to produce so much arousal. Your wetness covered Jae’s cock, his precum allowing him to slide into you much more easily. Legs spread and stroking his cock, he licked his lips when you started to stroke Kyun, the two of you heavily moaning into each other’s mouths. He smiled a little, reflecting on how much he loved the weekends. 

Jae’s groaned and quickened his pace, pounding you into the mattress. You cried out at the change, the movements too fast to kiss you, so Kyun dove into your neck, pressing comforting kisses along your collarbones. You could feel your high near as well, the tightness growing as Jae grunted, kneeling in front of your body as he held your legs up, allowing him to access a much deeper part of your sex. 

The new position made you fumble for Chani, his fingers adding extra pleasure to your clit as he rubbed the area in harsh circles, watching your face twist in pleasure as Kyun kissed you. As your fingers reached for your nipples, Chani grasped them, intertwining his fingers with yours so as to let Kyun do the work. You hadn’t stopped stroking Kyun’s cock and Kyun had started to notice that you were nearing your orgasm. Jae held your ankles at his chest level, continuing his pace on your pussy till he released inside you with one final thrust.

You unravelled at the feeling of Jae’s cum inside of you, coming all over his cock that twitched inside of you at the feeling of your cum. Jae tightly smacked your ass, letting you know that you had been good for him today. Chani who was watching the interaction and stroking his cock over you, groaned as he quickened and pumped his release over your torso, sighing in content at the feeling of releasing. You and Jae smiled at each other, breathing heavily and you pressed a kiss to Kyun’s lips who instantly returned it, excited for the next part. 

Getting up, you got on your hands and knees as Kyun moved behind you and Chani and Jae moved to your front. Some of this was planned, especially this bit since the boys and you had been brainstorming different new positions to try out ever before the weekend had arrived. Kyun didn’t waste his time, grunting as he entered your tight pussy while Chani and Jae began to stroke themselves, watching your facial expressions turn into pleasure as you felt Kyun bottom out inside you. You were thrusted forward as Kyun started to slowly move inside of you, Jae’s cum dripping down your leg every time he slid out.

Chani tapped his erect cock to your lips which you opened and swallowed, his member entering your mouth and settling over your tongue. You held back a gag as he reached the back, positioning himself carefully as Jae rested on the pillows, acknowledging how hot the scene actually looked. Kyun bit his lips as he held your waist and bought you back on his cock, your ass bouncing with the movement. Chani held your head upright as you sucked him off from Kyun’s movements, breathing heavily at how the vibrations of your moans onto his cock added to the pleasure. 

Kyun settled for a slow pace, knowing that he would release soon, his beautiful smile showing when you cried out as he gently rubbed your clit in circles. He was teasing you as he rocked you on his cock, confident that you wanted him to at least increase his pace seeing how glossy his cock was from having only penetrated you moments ago. You bobbed your head, taking in Chani’s cock that leaked precum onto your tongue. The corners of your mouth were soon covered in his juices, feeling your arousal drip down your leg and onto the mattress. 

Jae pumped himself, twisting his hand around his cock as he watched you squeeze your eyes shut and revel in the pleasure. As he met Kyun’s eyes, he smiled, chuckling at your reaction to having your clit rubbed. Your nipples had hardened once again, breasts bouncing with the movement. Reaching for your nipple, he tweaked your bud which caused you to moan around Chani’s cock and clench around Kyun’s, both men groaning as a result. 

He continued stroking his cock as he reached for your other bud, lightly slapping it twice before giving it a little tweak. You continued clenching around Kyun, feeling yourself tighten as you realised that you would come before Kyun and maybe Jae and Chani. Your hands had started to hurt from the same position but it dulled out as Kyun picked up the pace on your sex.

You let out sharp moans, feeling Kyun’s cock and fingers enough to let you release your juices around his member. He continued to thrust into you, letting you ride out your high and from then on, pounded into your creamy pussy. Chani on the other hand, grasped the back of your head and bought you down on his cock while Jae got on his knees and joined you next to Chani. Tears slipped from the corners of your eyes as Kyun continued to fuck you, feeling sore from having released twice in one day. 

Kyun noticed your tears rubbed your hips in comforting circles as he murmured, ‘’Hold on baby’’. You made a sound of agreement as Chani pulled out of your mouth, a string of saliva dripping onto his cock from your mouth. Jae and Chani aligned their cock’s at the centre of your mouth and you opened up for them, watching them stroke themselves to their orgasms. Kyun threw his head back and released into you, groaning at the relief from his prolonged high as his juices filled your hole, dripping out and running down your legs as he pulled out. 

You flinched as Chani and Jae released hot and tick white spurts of their release onto your face and into your mouth, sighing in relief as they also released for the second time. You sat down before your hands could give way, gulping as you looked at the dazed out look on their faces. They met your eyes and the four of you smiled and let out laughs, relishing in from the pleasure the four of you had just experienced. Chani held you from behind and Jae stroked your hair while Kyun rested on you, head in between your breasts as the four of you dozed off to sleep.

You woke up to the sound of the microwave door opening and closing, groaning at how early it must have been since the three of you had had a late night the day before. It had already been a week since the last time and this week, the four of you decided to try something new, in the kitchen. You made your way to the kitchen, stretching your limbs on the way and paused to smile at the sight in front of you. Kyun was there, his broad shoulders facing you, arms moving in a frenzy to navigate the yellows and whites of the egg floating in the pan while also trying to quieten and not disturb you. 

You felt a rush at the sight and not wanting to scare him, popped up by his side with a quick, ‘’hey’’. A shy smile lit your face as you turned your attention from the pan to him. ‘’Did I wake you up?’’ he asked, after a quick ‘’hey’’ back, the smile growing on his face as he watched your cheeks pink. You shook your head in disagreement, adding a little, ‘’no’’ for comfort and one by one, you went to wrap your arms around him. ‘’Aren’t you curious?’’ you asked, nestling your face into his back. 

‘‘Curious about what?’‘ he inquired, smiling at the eggs on the pan as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. His grip on the pan holder tightened, wanting to look at you so badly but he was afraid that the eggs would burn if he decided to look away from them for one second. You hummed in response to his question, not quite sure why you asked him in the first place. You either had to give an answer or not and so you chose not to, instead choosing your favourite way of communicating. 

As soon as he turned to place the eggs onto a plate and switched off the stove, your hands slid from around his waist to the fabric around his hips. Your fingers twisted around the knot, letting the two ends fall loose and hooked your finger into the band. He paused at your actions and you took the chance to push yourself closer to him, close enough so that he could feel your body heat against his. Basking in his scent, you slipped your hand into his shorts and palmed him through his boxers, feeling the bulge grow. A breathy moan escaped his lips as he tightly gripped the counter.

You were aroused when you woke up and he only intensified how warm you had felt, your juices soaking your panties. You felt a little stain of precum soak through the material and you brought his boxers down, his cock red and hard as it sprang out. Using his precum, you used it to lube his cock, spreading the essence with slow, languid strokes. He bent at the feeling, food long forgotten and put all of his weight onto to counter to hold him up, You didn’t stop, motions continuing to tease him but he knew what you were about to do. You used your other hand to turn him around and your eyes never left his as you slowly lowered yourself onto your knees. 

Pressing your lips to the tip of his cock, you opened your mouth to swallow him whole and he groaned at the feeling. He threw his head back, a soft knock being heard as he gently rested on the cupboard doors behind, eyes seeing nothing as they shut at the arousal flowing through him. You puffed your cheeks as you went down on him, suddenly aware that you weren’t wearing anything much apart from his shirt. The urge to remove it overcame you and you paused, removing your shirt and letting it slide next to you on the floor. You didn’t hesitate in taking him back, this time bobbing your head as you sucked him off, your saliva coating his cock as you tasted his precum on your tongue. 

Jae and Chani could walk in anytime and just see you on your knees in nothing but underwear pleasuring Kyun but you could have cared less knowing that they would join you two anyways. You squeezed your legs together at the thought of them walking in on you, stroking whatever part of Kyun’s cock that you couldn’t reach. Your other hand was covered in his juices and you used it to grab his ass and fondle the flesh in your grasp. Your knees touched the tip of his toes and with his juices staining your lips, you licked the swollen head drawing a louder moan this time after the small, short gasps had begun to fill the room. 

You popped as you left his cock, eyes meeting his and he pulled you onto your feet, lifting you up onto the counter. ‘’Where’s Jae and Chani?’’ you asked him and he replied, ‘’They’ll be out for some time’’ in what sounded like a hurry. You giggled and shrugged as he spread your legs and settled in between them, shifting your panties to the side and aligning his cock with your entrance. Heavy moans left the both of you and Kyun penetrated your entrance, thrusting his hips forward, making you grip the counters as you panted. 

You moaned out his name, arousal spreading throughout your self as he held you in place, fucking into you. Your breasts bounced with the movement and he latched his lips onto a hardened bud, lapping to the sounds you made. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, moaning at his cock touching your sweet soft. He brought you closer to the edge but held your leg apart in place, bringing you naked body close enough to touch his. 

The sounds of heavy breaths filled the area, the food getting increasingly cold as Kyun hungrily met your lips, tongue pushing past your lips and into the wet space within. His hands rested on your ass, smacking the flesh till you cried out into his mouth, his other hand grasping your head to keep you firmly in place. Rubbing your bruised ass cheek, he moved onto the other, stinging your flesh as you were pounded into, by his cock. 

Your fingers tugged at his hair, the stinging sensation of his scalp causing him to groan into your neck. Nipping at your skin while he pounded into you, he pressed you onto the counter, stilling at the release of his juices into your pussy. He rubbed your clit in circles, helping you reach your high, hearing you cry out his name as your juices instantly covered his cock. He held you to his chest as you came, finally resting your head on his chest, taking a deep breath. ‘’We only did this some hours ago though’’ he pondered, drawing a laugh from you. 

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“chani!“ he turns to face your smiling figure, before responding with a “hmm”.

he watches as your eyes sparkle, looking at him with pure love and adoration. chani wonders how lucky he is to have you. and hearing you tell him “i love you”, makes him feel so full with love.

your presence alone is enough for him, yet here you are, loving him.

“thank you, y/n.”

[yootaesowlwrites]

To Lovers - Chani

Warnings: Childhood Friends AU, fluff, slight angst, jealous!Chani, explicit language, descriptive scenes, smut, nudism, light humour, nipple sucking, nipple pinching, hair tugging, pussy slapping (once), masturbating(?), fingering, hand job, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), bruising, roughish sex.

W/C: 7.4K

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the  age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You look at the boy in front of you as he stared at you, you were sitting on the swing when he approached you, you had just moved into the neighbourhood and gone to explore the nearby park.

“Aren’t you a big kid?” Chani asks, you let out a huff and shake your head.

“No, no, I’m not,” You say. “Shouldn’t you be playing with those boys over there?” You nod towards the other boys his age that were running around, chasing a soccer ball, he looks at them and shakes his head before moving to the empty swing next to you.

“No, I like watching them instead of playing,” He says, you nod your head and begin kicking your feet to start swinging. “I’m Chanhee,” You smile at him.

“I’m Y/n,” You say.

And that was how you met King Chanhee, and how your friendship only blossomed from there on, even though you were a few years older than him, you stayed close friends, and became even closer during high school, you were there for each other through thick and thin, even when his friend’s made fun of him for being friends with someone older than him, he didn’t give a damn because you had been there with him through his childhood and now also high school, even when you graduated you still accompanied him to school, just to spend that extra time with him, every moment counted especially after he auditioned for FNC and got accepted, and even with him spending less time with you while he was training, he still made sure to call you or text you to tell you about his day or ask you about yours, on the rare days when he wasn’t training or in school, he was with you, he had told you everything, or as much as he was allowed to.

But you were the first to know when he would be making his debut, and you knew it would become harder and harder to meet up with him, but you stayed by his side and he stayed by yours through it all, you cheered from the sidelines and in the shadows, making sure no one saw you, to avoid any conflict or unnecessary drama, but when you met his group members, that was when everything changed, and your true feelings were pulled front and centre for him.

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“So, they can be a bit… uhm, how can I put it?” Chani says, he stood next to you in the elevator, leaning against the mirrored wall, he was taking you to the dorm for the first time to meet his group members, you had only seen them on television when they first debuted, and Chani promised each time to introduce you to them, and now finally that day has arrived. “Uh…. A bit much? Yeah, uh, they… are huggers,” You burst into a fit of giggles and nod your head.

“And you’re not, I understand, they like skinship,” You say, he nods his head, giving you a sheepish smile, he rubs the back of his neck. “Stop being nervous, I’m okay with skinship, you know the.”

“I do… it's just, I don’t want them to make you feel overwhelmed,” He says, the elevator stops and the door opens, he pushes himself away from the mirrored wall and gently takes your hand and guides you out the elevator. “So, just tell me if I need to tell them to back off, okay?”

“Hmm, I will, I’ll let you know or tell them myself,” You say, he gives you a nervous smile and guides you down the hall before stopping in front of a door, you could hear voices coming from inside it along with loud laughter. “They sound… lively,” He chuckles and enters the password into the keypad before opening the door and pulling you inside, you remove your shoes, and he does the same.

“I hope they don’t chase you off,” He says, you turn to him and place your hands on his shoulders.

“Okay… Chanhee, stop worrying, it will all be okay, okay?” You say, he nods his head, not looking relieved at all, your smile widens, and you shake your head, you hear a bunch of footsteps moving towards the door before eight heads peeked around the corner, curious eyes staring at you, you slowly lower your hands from Chani’s shoulders to look at them.

“Oh gosh…. Don’t act weird guys,” Chani groans out, Inseong was the first to step forward, a wide smile on his lips.

“You must be Chanhee’s friend!” Inseong beams, you nod your head, giving a smile to him.

“You didn’t mention that your friend looks like that,” Dawon says.

“Ugh,” Chani groans out, he brings his hand to his face and quickly grab onto his wrist, pulling it away, they watch as you manage to pull his hand away from his face without struggle.

“Chanhee told you about us, right?” Inseong asks, you nod your head.

“He did, you’re Inseong, right?” You ask, he nods his head, his smile seeming to widen. “I’m Y—”  You begin to say, only for Dawon to cut you off.

“Y/n, his older lady friend,” Dawon says, you chuckle and nod your head.

“Yes, that one,” You say, you release Chani’s hand.

“Well come on in, make yourself comfortable, we heard so much about you,” Jaeyoon says.

“Good things, I hope?” You jokingly say.

“Not one bad word, only praises,” Youngbin says, you step forward, only for you to be surrounded by them all as they engulfed you into a group hug, Chani’s eyes widen, and he quickly moves forward.

“Don’t smother her!” Chani says, concern in his tone.

“We won’t!” Dawon yells out.

“We’re just welcoming her,” Rowoon adds, Chani tries to make his way to the middle of the hug circle, but before he could, they break away from the hug, and they guided you further into the dorm, and into the living room, Chani quickly follows behind, his heart hammering in his chest, it took him a few hours before he was calmed down enough and reassured that you wouldn’t run away and when he excused himself to go to the bathroom, they all turned to you.

“Does he let you touch him often?” Inseong asks, you could hear the curiosity in his tone.

“Oh, no, no, he doesn’t like skinship that much,” You say, you watch as they exchange a look with each other.

“He’s been letting you touch him a lot more than he lets us,” Rowoon says.

“Maybe he likes you…” Taeyang says, you shake your head.

“Oh, no, no, that’s not the case,” You say. “He only likes me as a close friend,” And that was when everything changed for you, you picked up how he would let you kiss his cheek and how he’d lean into it while he tried to run away from the others, or even pushed them off while you could hug him tighter, you never picked up on it during school but now that it had been pointed out to you, you could see it clearly nod, and you could feel certain types of feelings coming to the surface.

You need never wanted to admit it, but you did like him more than a friend, you have, ever since high school, or when he got to high school, and you saw him in a different light, but you suppressed those feelings, afraid that you would ruin a good friendship, afraid you would lose him as your friend if you ever confessed, and now those feelings were poking their head back into the door and once again you weren’t planning on telling him

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“If you’re bored at any time, let me know,” Chani says, you nod your head as you follow him through the FNC building, he had invited you to sit in with one of their dance practices, and you had promised to stay out of the way and watch, he had also been itching to show you his dancing skills and hoped that you would clap and cheer for him, but he also knew that the dance teacher might not approve of it, he opens the door, and you enter, loud music already coming from the soundproof room and his members waiting for him and the teacher to show up.

“They’re here!” Jaeyoon calls out, the first one forward was Inseong, his arms wrap around you as he pulls you into a tight hug.

“We’re excited to have an audience here,” Inseong says, you giggle and hug him back, not picking up how Chani’s face fell with how you hugged Inseong, you pull away from the hug and move further into the room, Chani closes the door and watch as you greet everyone, giving them a hug, he knew he wasn’t too big on skin ship, but watching you be close with others, or touching them so comfortably made him feel a bit insecure, he turns back and watch as Zuho has an arm around you, and was talking to you comfortably, his hand was resting on your hip, and you were smiling at him while nodding your head and giving your input, Chani steps forward and sits on the floor, wondering if he had made a mistake by bringing you here, and by letting you meet his friends, because to him, it felt like you would never like him back now that you’ve met them, he was feeling insecure about his age, thinking that you proffered someone older or closer to your age, unlike him, maybe he shouldn’t have asked you to come along because watching Zuho holding you so close to him, was making his heart ache, he loved you and absolutely hated seeing you in the arms of another man and not his, but maybe that was his fault for always denying small touches, for denying the warmest affection.

When practice finally started, everyone picked up how quiet Chani had got, even you, you weren’t sure if it was because he's focusing or because of something else, but the members knew that it wasn’t because he was focusing unless he was trying to show off to you, they knew something was bothering him as they watched his jaw clench.

“You’re doing amazing!” You say when they were taking a quick water break.

“Hmm,” He hums, you frown at the hum, expecting a little more from him.

“This is amazing, to watch this, it’s really something to experience,” You say, he nods his head and opens his water bottle, your shoulders drop as you watch him taking a large sip from the bottle. “You learn so fast also, I never realised you could move like that, so smoothly,” Another nod, you bite the insides of your cheeks, feeling like you were annoying him now, you nod your head and take a step back and turn to go sit back at the spot near the door, making sure that you were out of the way when they would start again, you lean your back against the wall, extending your legs out in front of you and rest your hands on your thighs, Zuho spots you and makes his way to you, he sits down next to you and offers you a bottle of water. “Oh, no, no, I’m good, thank you, you guys need all the water you can get,” He laughs and puts the bottle next to him.

“I’m sure we will survive with one less bottle,” He says, you faintly smile at him. “Are you enjoying yourself so far?” You nod your head.

“A lot, I never knew how long practice took, I know you have to practice and work hard, but this… it’s amazing to see,” You say.

“Some of us are a bit behind on step, but that’s okay, if we need to work on something a little longer, our teacher is gracious enough to spend some extra sessions with us,” He says, you nod your head. “If one of us is behind, they offer us a time the next day or later in the day to work with us, and usually we catch up.”

“That’s honestly so cool… this experience, or experiencing this, I feel so lucky to see this,” You say, he smiles and pats your knee, neither of you picking up how Chani’s hand almost crushes the water bottle in his hand, he quickly puts it down and moves to the middle of the room, signalling that he was ready to continue with the practice.

“Well, that looks like my cue to go,” Zuho says, you nod your head.

“Good luck,” You say, he gives you a smile and stands from the spot, everyone makes their way to the middle of the room and practice picks up once again, you spent hours at the practice room, only leaving when you had to go to the bathroom or when you went to buy some food.

When they finish, the room cleared out, and soon it was only you, Chani and Taeyang in it, Youngbin had left to go to the bathroom, saying he needs more practice before he wanted to go back to the dorms. “Chani, you did good today,” He nods his head, Taeyang was staring at you both, and he could see that you were becoming frustrated with Chani.

“He did, it looked like something possessed him,” Taeyang says, you nod your head.

“It did,” You agree, you move to push some of his hair from his face, only for him to move his head back, you let out a sigh and lower your head.

“Are you still staying over at hers tonight?” Taeyang asks, trying to change the subject, you weren’t sure what you had done to make him like this all of a sudden.

“Yes,” Chani answers, it was short, you felt somewhat relieved that he would still be coming to your place, but part of you hoped he could go back to the dorms, so you could comfort yourself about whatever you had done to him, but you supposed you could confront him when alone because if you were to do it now, it might blow up, he might blow up and that was the last thing you wanted.

“I’m going to go wait in the hall,” You say, your voice sounding so small as you spoke.

“Wait, let me say a proper goodbye to you,” Taeyang says.

“You’re covered in sweat,” You point out.

“Like you care,” He says, you smile and nod your head.

“You’re right,” You say, he moves to you and wraps his arms around you, his chin rests on your shoulder.

“Call any of us if you can’t take his silent treatment anymore,” He whispers into your ear, you nod your head feeling your eyes glossing over, you quickly pull away from the hug.

“Good luck with the late practice, don’t go home too late,” You say, the door to the practice room opens. “Same goes for you, don’t go home too late,” Youngbin chuckles and moves towards you, giving you a hug, he quickly picks up on your glossed over eyes. “I’ll see you guys sometime again,” You pull away from the hug and quickly exit the room, you lean against the wall, waiting for Chani, you stare up at the roof, trying to get yourself not to cry, you had to hold it back, you didn’t want to fight with your friend, not with the person you were in love with, a few moments later the door opens and Cani exits the room with his bag over his shoulder. “Ready to go?” He nods his head, and you nod back, feeling defeated by his lack of response, you turn away from him and make your way down the hall with him behind you.

༺༻

You sit on the couch in your place, Chani was sitting on the other end of the couch, you were supposed to be watching a film, but he hadn’t answered you in what he wanted to watch, and so you both sat in an awkward silence with the Netflix logo displayed on your screen, you let out a sigh and drop the remote onto the coffee table.

“I’ve had enough of this silent treatment,” You say, he looks at you, surprised at how suddenly you broke the silence between you both. “What did I do to anger you?”

“… Nothing,” He mutters, you roll your eyes and turn your body towards him.

“Did you know that I don’t believe you one bit,” You say. “Because that smells like bullshit,” He lets out a sigh and moves his eyes towards a spot on the couch, avoiding eye contact with you. “What happened?” He didn’t reply, you could see his tongue moving inside his mouth as it poked against his cheek. “Ugh… whatever, if you don’t want to talk about it, or watch a movie with me, it’s time,” You pick up your phone. “Should I call one of them to come and pick you up? Because it feels like you don’t want to spend time with me,” You watch as his frown deepens. “I wonder if Juho would do it,” You were about to unlock your phone when his words stopped you.

“Are you going to call your boyfriend to come and kick me out now?” He asks, you slowly lift your gaze from your phone to look at him. “The person that’s been here for you since childhood?”

“Well, it feels like my childhood friend doesn’t want to talk to me right now,” You say. “So I might as well call my supposed boyfriend to come and pick him up,” You place your phone down on the table. “The heavens alone know where you got that into your head.”

“Are you and Juho dating?” He asks. “Or are you just crushing on him?” You lift your head in confusion, your brows knotting together.

“Where did you get that idea from?” You ask. “Juho and I are friends and I don’t see him as more than that, I like someone else,” You freeze as the words leave your lips, and you watch as he visibly pauses as well.

“Who?” He asks, you could hear how deep his voice sounded as he asks. “Who is it? Is he older than I am?” He was feeling insecure about his age, his members were all older than him, and you were older than him, and he was worried that you had fallen for someone older than him and yourself, he was in love with you, and he had been ever since high school when he realised his feelings for you.

“Wh— what?” You stutter out. “No, gosh, forget I said that,” You move to stand from the couch, only for him to grab onto your wrist, stopping you.

“I can’t forget that you said it…” He says, you were leaning over as you were pushing yourself up from the couch, he leans over, his face inches away from yours. “Please… who is it?” You swallow and look away from him, you try and pull your hand from his grip. “Please… I need to know who I’m competing with you, Y/n…” You slowly lift your gaze back to his face.

“What do you mean, you want to know who you’re competing with?” You say, you watch as he swallows, his Adam’s apple bobs up and down.

“I love you… Y/n…” He confesses, you didn’t mean to gasp, but you did, what else would someone do when their childhood friend and crush confesses their love to you, a person that you didn’t think returned those same feelings, you could feel several emotions running through you, but the most obvious one; shocked.

“Chanhee…” You whisper, he closes his eyes, feeling a pain slowly forming in his chest, thinking you didn’t feel the same about him, he slowly begins to pull back, you lift your other arm and grip on to the back of his head, his eyes widen as you stop him from moving further away, your fingers were woven through his hair, the pads of you were fingers press down against his scalp, he looks into your eyes before he suddenly moves forward, his lips touch yours, your eyes shut along with his as his lips move against yours in a soft and passionate kiss, you couldn’t explain all the feelings running through you, but you could tell one thing, your heart was selling and beating faster than normal, the person you’ve had a crush on since you entered high school was kissing you, for years you tried to ignore your feelings, push them away, but here he was, kissing you and making all of your feelings resurface, hitting you like a train once again, he slowly pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead against yours, both of you breathless from the kiss.

“So… do I stand a chance?” He asks, you open your eyes and found yourself staring into his brown eyes, quickly getting lost in them also.

“You stand a very good chance, King Chanhee…” You say. “Because it's you…” You barely had time to blink before his lips were back against yours, this time you could practically taste the passion and need and love in it, his hand releases your wrist and moves to cup the cape of your neck, to pull you in for a deeper kiss, your eyes shutting instantly as you lean into the kiss, removes forward, pushing you down on the couch while he moves to hover over you and move between your legs, you could feel the kiss deepening, his tongue would swipe over your lips every few times until you slipped yours out, and he sucks it into his mouth, running his tongue along it as he sucks on it, his hand slowly leaves your neck and moves to the hem of your shirt, his hands slip underneath it and slowly moves over your tummy, feeling every part of you, feeling how warm you are underneath his touch, his hips press against yours, your breathing was becoming louder as the seconds ticked by, he suddenly pulls away, thin strings of saliva breaking off, coating your lips and chin with it, he looks down at you, eyes blown wide and clouded with lust, his hands pause on your ribs, and he glances down to look at your exposed tummy.

“Can I?” He asks, you nod your head and pull your hand from his hair, your heart drumming in your ears as you feel him move his hands to grip your shirt, he lifts it upwards before removing it and tocsin over the back of the couch, his eyes move to your chest, watching as it rises up and down from your deep breathing. “I’ve seen you in swimwear before, but I swear… every time I see you, my breath gets stolen,” You giggle and move to cover your face with your arms, only for him to grab your wrists and pin them above your head against the armrest. “Don’t…” His face inches from yours, you slowly nod your head and glance at his lips, you watch as they stretch into a smile before feeling them on you again, his hands slowly slide down your arms and towards the hem of your bra, his fingers curl around it, your back slightly arches as you feel the tips of his fingers brush against the underside of your breasts, he pulls it upwards, slowly freeing your breasts from the hold, he pulls away from the kiss and removes your bra before tossing over his shoulder, he lowers his head, and you can see how his eyes light up and shine as he looked at your chest.

“If you weren’t so obvious with that look… I might have been worried that you don’t like them,” You tease him, he chuckles and dips his head lower, hoping to hide his reddening cheeks from you.

“I’m trying to be… fuck, I forgot the word,” He says, you giggle and nod your head.

“Oh, oh, don’t let me stop you then,” You say, he leans over you, placing his face against your sternum, he cups your breasts and pushes them together against his cheeks, making you feel how heated they were, his thumbs brush over your nipples, and you can feel wetness pooling between your folds, you suck your lip between your teeth as you feel his thumbs move in slow circles over your nipple, causing them to harden and swell, your skin was slowly heating up, and you suddenly felt underdressed. “Can I take your jacket off?” He lifts his head, resting his chin against your sternum.

“Hmm… it's getting a bit warm now,” He says, you lick your lips and move your hands to his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders and slowly down his arms before dropping it onto the floor next to the couch, his hands were back at your breasts once the jacket hit the floor, his forefinger and thumb pushing your nipples together, he dips his head and slowly kisses up and down your sternum before moving to kiss one of your nipples, you move a hand to the back of his head, sliding your fingers through his hair before pressing the pads of your fingers into his scalp.

“You’re still overdressed,” You say, he hums against our nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. “Oh, ohh,” You close your eyes as you feel a sensation running through you, you move your other hand to his back and grip onto his shirt, pulling it upwards until his back was exposed, you slide your hand over his spine, feeling the warmth from his skin and feeling his muscles working to keep him above you. “Hmm… Chanhee…” Your eyes open wide as you feel him pinch and tug at your nipple, your back arches upwards and your tummy press against his. “Ohhm, Chanhee!” You feel him tug on it again before feeling pull at your nipple before releasing it with a loud pop.

“I still have some frustrations,” He says, he picks his lips and moves to sit on his knees, your hand falls away from his hair while your other hand moves to his waist. “Because I just realised that we could have been like this months ago,” You could feel a smile growing on your lips. “I’m sorry in advance, but I think I need to take out some of my frustrations.”

“Tale it out once your shirt is off,” You say, you sit upright and grip onto the hem of his shirt and pushes it upwards, he lifts his arms, allowing you to take it off, you lick your lips as you watch his muscles move as he lowers his arms. “Gosh… you really hide all of this underneath a dress shirt or a t-shirt,” His hands press down against your thighs.

“And you really hide all of this underneath a shirt and a bra?” He asks, you couldn’t help but smile, you lean your head against his chest and slowly shake your head, you feel his hand sliding up your spine, his fingers ghostly brushing along your spine before you feel his hand over the back of your neck before sliding into your hair and gripping onto you, you feel your clit twitch moments before he tugs at your hair, pulling you to lay back on the couch. “Oh, I already feel a little better after that,” He releases your hair and leans over you, kissing one of your tits before kissing down your tummy, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses behind as he does, he pauses once he reaches the elastic of your pants and looks up at you, he licks a strip along the elastic, a shiver runs up your spine when you feel his teeth grazing your skin as he hooks the elastic between his teeth and tugs on it before releasing it, letting it snap back against you.

“Fuck…” You gasp, he lets out a hum, and you could see the wheels turning in his head, his hands move to your waistband, and he pulls them down.

“Lift your legs,” He says, you let your legs, lifting your feet into the air, he leans slightly back and removes your pants, he drops it over the backrest of the couch and shifts slightly, moving lower, you lift your head to look at him. “Lower your legs onto my shoulders,” You do as he says and feel him grip onto your ankles, moving your feet to press against his shoulders, he looks up at you before leaning down, you feel cool air blowing against your panties, against the wet patch that was slowly forming, you feel his hair tickling the inside of your thighs as he moves closer to your pussy, you close your eyes and drop your head down onto the couch, his hot breath hitting against your pussy, you gasp you as you feel his nose brush against the outline of your folds before feeling his lips against your panties.

“Ohh… Chanhee…” You hum out, he moves his head, and you could feel his nose touching your skin before feeling his lips, you swallow and clench as you feel his teeth against your skin as he took your panties between his teeth, you feel your muscles locking up before feeling the fabric snapping back against your pussy. “Fuck, fuck.”

“Hmm, maybe my hand would work better?” He suggests, you turn your head to the side, breathing hard at the thought. “So, you like the idea,” You feel his hands move to the elastic of your panties and slowly slide them off, his fingers touching the crease of your hips as he does, making you shiver at the touch, he pauses once your panties were presses against his face before slowly lifting one of your ankles and removing your panties from that ankle before placing your foot back against his shoulder and doing the same to the other side. “You smell so good,” Your panties hit the floor, and you could now feel his breath hitting right against your pussy, you whimper and our clit twitches. “Hmm… will it twitch like that if I flick it?”

“Chanheee,” You whine, your back slightly arching off the couch, you feel his shoulder move as he moves his hand to cup your pussy, his finger slides over your folds, and he watches as your body quivers, you suck in your tummy as you feel how close his finger was too slipping past your folds. “Ohh, uhmm,” You squeeze your eyes tighter, his fingers slip past your folds before spreading them, your toes curl as you feel cool air blowing against your warm wet pussy.

“Hmm… soaked already,” He says, you whimper as you feel his fingers slowly sliding along the insides of your folds, you feel his other hand move to your ankle before feeling him place your leg over the backrest of the couch before moving onto his knees, your other leg following his body, his fingers disappear from your folds.

“Fuck!” You gasp as you feel his hand cooled with your pussy, your clit twitching against his fingers.

“Ohh, that felt like you enjoyed it, did you?” He asks, you whimper, your breathing ragged and loud, he slowly rubs his fingers over your clit before they disappear, you feel your walls clenching as he slides his hand along your thigh, leaving a smear of your juices behind on your skin. “Have you ever touched yourself while thinking about me?” His question was so blunt, it caused you to open your eyes and lift your head to look at him.

“I… I, um, oh…” You stutter, your mind had forgotten how to form words at that moment.

“Was that too blunt?” He asks, you nod your head. “Hmm… well, will it help if I tell you that I’ve thought about you?” You swallow and feel your insides shift. “How you would sound in the shower, or even just in my bed,” He reaches for your hand, taking it with the hand that was coated with your juices. “I bet you have touched yourself though… show me how I should touch you,” You whimper as you feel your juices on your wrists, and him moving your hand between your legs along with his, his hand covers yours and moves a finger to hover over yours. “Show me…” You swallow and slowly move your hand, you could feel heat travelling up to your cheeks, you had never done it in front of anyone, and you suddenly felt like you forgot where you usually touch yourself.

“I… uhm…” You squick out, his eyes move from your pussy to your face, seeing your eyes wide and your lips slightly parted.

“Don’t be shy,” He says, you rake your mind and slowly move your finger around your clit, his hand following your movements, he licks his lips, his eyes flickering between your face and pussy, excitement growing inside him, he could feel a tent forming in his sweatpants as blood flowed to his cock, you slowly slide your finger lower and collect your wetness before sliding it back to your clit, circling the bundle of the nerves. “You feel so wet… I wonder…” He suddenly slides your finger’s down to your entrance and slowly pushes your finger along with his into you, your jaw slacks and a whimper leaves the back of your throat, your eyes shut as you feel the stretch and the light filling feeling. “Hmm… so wet already.”

“Ohh, hmm,” You moan, your back arches from the couch, making you push your chest out, he reaches up with his other hand and cups your tit, his fingers knead into it while he slowly slides his finger with yours from you before pushing them back in, the sound of your wetness reaches your ears, and you could feel your insides starting to pull together.

“That sounds so good, how does it feel?” He asks, you whimper and slowly let your back lower to the couch.

“Oh… oh, fuck…” You moan, his eyes move down, and he watches as his and your finger disappears and reappears from you, coated with your wetness, he slowly twists your fingers as he pushes them back. “Ohh, ohhhh, fuck… it feels so— ohh— good,” He presses his hand against yours, making you press your palm against your clit. “Fuck… fuck,” Your palm rubs against your clit as he moves your fingers in and out of you. “Chanhee…” He moves your finger faster, watching as your body reacts to it, watching as your leg that was over the backrest begins to shake.

“Hmm, that’s it… whine my name, that’s it,” He praises, you try and suck in more of your tummy as you felt a tightening feeling pulling inside you, you were so close, his finger pressed down against yours, making you curl your finger.

“Fuck… fuck,” You gasp out, your head thrashes on the couch, your hips suddenly fuck as you feel another finger poking at your entrance before slipping into you. “Holy f— OH!” You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel your muscles twitching and pulling, you curl your toes as a sudden heat spreads through you, you could feel sweat breaking out onto your skin. “Fuck!” You grip onto the couch with your other hand, stars explode behind your lids as a hot pleasure runs through your spine, the tightening feeling inside you snaps, and you release around his and your fingers, he watches as your juices spill from around your finger’s and onto the couch.

“Ohh… oops, we will definitely need to clean the couch after this,” He says, you couldn’t hear what he said, your mind was in the clouds as you were going through your high, he guides your fingers in and out of you, easing you through your high while still pressing your palm against your clit.

“Oh, ohh, oh, hm, mmh, fuck, fuck,” You whine, you slowly come down from your high feeling your fingers still moving inside you, his hand on your breast squeezes down around it before he pulls his fingers from you, his hand disappears from your breast and the warmth from his hand covering yours disappears, he lowers your foot from his shoulder and climbs off the couch, you breathe in deeply, trying to calm your heart rate and catch your breath from the orgasm you just had, you open your eyes and watch him, you could feel cool air blowing against your sweat coated skin, but you were focused on his hands as he was untying the string on his sweatpants, you lick your lips as you see the bulge in it, a whimper leaves you as you watch his cock slap against his lower stomach and leaving a smear of pre-cum behind on his skin, he bends over and takes off his pants and boxers, you lift your leg off the backrest and sit upright, you let out a whine as you feel your juices leaking from you, he looks up at you, only to find your face inches away from him hip.

“Fuck…” He groans out, you grip onto his hips and turn him towards you, you move one of your hands to his cock, you wrap your hand around the base of his cock and slowly slide it along his length, he lets out a low groan as he feels your warm hand sliding along him, you swipe your thumb over the head of his cock, collecting his pre-cum onto your thumb, you slide your hand down his cock, pressing your thumb against the prominent vein on his cock, you lift your head and watch as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down as a low groan leaves the back of his throat.

“Feels good?” You ask, another groan leaves his lips as he feels you twist your hand around the base of his cock and slide it back to the head of his cock.

“So good,” He breathes out, your thumb slides over the slit again, you hear him gasp in again and decide to tease the slit with your thumb. “Ohh… no, no, fuck, it feels so good,” He tilts his head back, making you see his entire neck. “Fuck… I need to be inside you, now,” His hand suddenly grabs your wrist, and he pulls your hand off from his cock and lifts his head, he pushes you to lay down on the couch once again with him between your legs, you feel his cock poke against your folds, he releases your hand and moves his hand to wrap it around himself, pushing the head of his cock past your folds and coating it with your juices, circling your clit and tapping himself against the bundle of nerves, a whine leaves you as your legs jolt each time he does, he slides himself to your entrance and slowly pushes the head into you, he unwraps his hand from himself and moves both of his hands to your hips, he lifts his gaze to watch your expression as his cock slowly disappears into you, filling and stretching you, your jaw slacks, and you press your head down against the couch.

“Ohh, hmm-mmh,” You moan, pleasure runs through you and your mind fills with euphoria, your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel him bottoming out inside you, you gasp and lift your head to look at him. “Fuck…”

“Fuck, I have to agree, fuck…” He groans out, his fingers grip onto your hips, you could feel bruises being created with how he held you, he lifts your hips higher, making him slide deeper into you. “Fuck… sucking me right in,” You clench at his words and drop your head down to the couch, he slowly slides out from you, making you hear your wetness move as he does, you feel your breath get stuck in your throat for a moment before gasping as you feel him snap his hips forward and against yours, filling you again. “Ohh… you are a sight,” Your walls clench around him, feeling as he slides out again, his movement become fast and almost rough as he thrusts into you, his eyes glued to your chest as he watches them bounce, you reach above you and grip not the armrest, which causes your breasts to move. “Hmm… fuck, showing them off even more,” The sounds of your breathing and moans with his were bouncing off the wall and the sound of your wetness moving was so sinful as it echoes around the room.

“Ohhh… ohmm,” You moan. “Chaaaanheee,” Your back arches and your hips push more into him, your walls squeeze around him as you feel him hitting that sweet spot inside you. “FUCK, fuck ohhh, my fuck,” He lets out a low groan, tilting his head back as he feels your walls squeezing around him, your eyes move over his torso, seeing sweat droplets running down his beautiful skin and over his toned body, you could see his muscles bulging as he held your hips while rolling his hips into yours, you feel a tightening feeling building and building inside you, you were reaching the edge of ecstasy again. “Fuck… fuck, I’m… Ch— Ahh— Chanhee…” You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel your muscles pulling, your toes curl, and you press your thighs against his waist as you wrap your legs around him, your heels dig into his lower back.

“Ohh… fuck, fuck, oh,” He groans out, your walls squeeze one last time before a rush of euphoria runs through you, stars explode behind your lids as you release around him, you could feel the inside of your thighs becoming wet as your juices were being splattered onto them. “Fuck, fuck, that’s it… fuck,” He leans over you, your hips now resting on his knees and his hands press down onto the armrest, his tummy rubs against yours as he eases you through your high and starts chasing his own high with deeper thrusts, which left you gasping each time, your back arches off the couch, and you press your tummy more against his, feeling his stomach muscles pulling as he rolls his hips into yours.

“Fuck… Chanhee…” You gasp, your eyes stay closed, you release the armrest and move to wrap your around his neck, resting one hand on the nape of his neck while the other one slides into his hair and softly tug at his hair, you were slowly coming down from your high, your heels press more into his lower back as you feel his deep thrusts, somehow still keeping a fast pace between the uneven thrusts. “Fuck… ohh my… fuck,” He dips his head down, capturing your whimpers into his mouth as he feels you squeeze around his cock, milking him for an orgasm.

“Fuck… you feel so good around me… fuck,” He groans against your lips as he pulls away from the kiss. “Hmm… squeezing me… fuck, I’m… close, oh,” He does his head to the crook of your neck, you open your eyes and watch as his arms bulge as his muscles work to move him, you feel his hot breath against your skin, groans coming from the back of his throat, his lips trembling against your skin as he was getting closer to his high, you squeeze harder around him. “Y/n… Y/n…” You swallow as you feel his cock twitch inside you before feeling hot ropes of cum filling you and coating your walls, you let out a moan as you feel him slowing down and rocking his hips into yours, easing himself through his high, your walls pulse around him, making his head spin. “Fuck… so good,” You barely heard him groan against your neck.

“Hmm…” You hum, the afterglow of it all was settling in, his hips come to a halt against yours, his breathing loud against your neck, you could feel his droll sliding over your skin and down your neck, your hair was sticking to the back of your neck from the sweat, you tug at his hair, feeling the dampness in it. “Chanhee…” He lifts his head to look at you, his eyes becoming lighter as the lust disappears from them.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to do that… all of this,” He mutters, you smile and lean up, pressing your lips against his.

[blu-joons]

DAD SF9 A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kang Chanhee

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Chanhee was as affectionate with you as possible whilst you were pregnant, making sure that you knew always knew just how much he loved you, whilst also helping to build a stronger connection with you and your baby too.

B ⇴ BUMP

One of the things that Chanhee loved to do for you was massage around your bump whenever you were uncomfortable. If there was a spot that was causing you particular discomfort, then he would run his hands along the spot, easing the pain and tension from the area as best as he could to make you comfortable.

C ⇴ CRAVINGS

Whenever he finished up at work for the day, Chanhee would always make sure to at least send you a text and see if there was anything that you were particularly craving that you wanted him to pick up. It didn’t matter what it was or where he could buy it from, if you said that you wanted something he would definitely get it.

D ⇴ DUE DATE

As much as he tried to be strong for you, as your due date neared, Chanhee became more and more scared. Although he was more than ready to become a dad, the thought of having to see you in labour and go through so much for such a long period of time terrified him. He wasn’t quite sure how he would react, but in front of you at least he tried to stay calm and act as if nothing was bothering him at all.

E ⇴ EMOTIONS

Starting a new chapter of his life as a dad was something that Chanhee greatly looked forward to. Having a family with you always felt like one of those things that he knew that he wanted, it was just a case of waiting until the world decided that the time was right for the two of you. He was excited to settle down, having always been one of the mature members of the group, he was ready to take on the responsibility.

F ⇴ FAMILY

As you did, Chanhee’s family were also very aware of just how independent he was, and so despite still being quite young, they had no worries about him becoming a dad. He had always done a great job of looking after himself, and then you too, they knew that he was more than capable of looking after a baby too, assuring anyone who wondered that it didn’t matter how old he was, he was going to be a great dad regardless.

G ⇴ GENDER

Chanhee couldn’t bring himself to be patient when it came to finding out the gender of your baby, although he wanted to make sure that it was something that you both agreed on, his mind was pretty made up, and very relieved too when he heard you say that you wanted to find out the gender too.

H ⇴ HEARTBEAT

He was at a loss for words whenever he got to hear the beat of your baby’s heart, unable to believe that it was real. Chanhee could never quite correlate that the beat belonged to his baby, it was too good to be true for him sometimes hearing just how healthy the heart was and knowing who it belonged to too.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Chanhee liked to tell you that he loved you, but whenever he did, he always got incredibly shy too. He struggled to believe how lucky he was to tell you that he loved you, anyway, let alone tell you that he loved you knowing that you were pregnant and that it was his baby that you were cooking up inside your bump too.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

You could always tell whenever someone had made Chanhee feel a little jealous as he would go quiet around you. The smile on his face would remain, but you could tell by the look in his eyes that what others assumed to just be a joke hadn’t been taken the same way by him. He knew he was going to get teased, especially being the youngest, but that didn’t stop him from being sensitive to comments from time to time.

K ⇴ KICKS

The feeling of your baby’s kicks was something that Chanhee never really got used to. Each time he felt a kick he would still look at you with the same surprised eyes that he looked at you with during the very first time that he felt a kick from your baby, unable to believe that it was his baby that was doing the kicking.

L ⇴ LABOUR

He was a nervous wreck when you went into labour, desperately hoping that things would go as smoothly as possible. He trusted the people around you, but Chanhee struggled quite a bit with not being able to help you as much as he wanted to. His heart shattered each time you looked across at him with a pained expression, knowing that he couldn’t take the pain away for you until your baby arrived.

M ⇴ MORNING SICKNESS

It grossed him out most mornings when he knew you were being sick, however Chanhee never let that stop him from being there with you. It didn’t matter how bad your sickness was, he would make sure that as soon as he heard you, he was on his way into the bathroom to sit beside you with an arm around your frame.

N ⇴ NURSERY

Although decorating had never really been something that Chanhee had tried before, he was excited to get stuck in and give a new skill ago, especially when he knew that he was doing it for the sake of your baby too.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Chanhee was obsessed with your strength, he had found a new admiration for you whilst you were pregnant, unable to believe sometimes how you managed to carry on when pregnancy got particularly difficult.

P ⇴ POST BIRTH

You couldn’t believe how responsible Chanhee was after you gave birth, doing just about everything aside from be mum to your baby so that you had the time to recover after giving birth without putting too much pressure on yourself or worrying about all of the things that you usually did, but now couldn’t.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Chanhee loved to look to the future with you, he loved planning all of the things that you would do with your baby, both in the short-term and in the long-term too, deciding exactly what memories he wanted to be made.

⇴ RANDOM FACTS

If there was one thing that Chanhee loved doing during your pregnancy, it was all of the creative things, especially coming up with a name for your baby. He had a list as long as you were with ideas for names, discussing for hours with you, slowly whittling the options down until you were left with just one.

S ⇴ SCANS

Chanhee loved to keep your scan photos in the back of his phone case so that it felt as if he had your baby always with him. Whenever he had a moment to himself, he would spin his phone around and take a look at the photo, making sure that when he did so he always reminded himself just how lucky he was.

T ⇴ TEST

You had been feeling unwell for a few days, eventually going to the hospital when a pregnancy test was suggested. You thought it was a joke, until you took the test and a whole new reality quickly began to set in.

U ⇴ ULTRASOUND

There was never anything more important to him than an appointment, making sure that he never missed out on a single one and supporting you.

V ⇴ VISITS

He couldn’t wait to invite your families round to meet your baby and get everyone bonding. As soon as you agreed that you were ready for visitors, he was on the phone seeing when everyone was free to stop by.

W ⇴ WAITING

Each day was different when it came to Chanhee’s patience, some days he would be happy to wait, other days he would be completely unsettled.

X ⇴ XXXX

If there was one thing that Chanhee loved to do whenever he kissed you, it was charm you. He loved nothing more than to leave you blushing in surprise at the sudden affection that had come your way from him.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his number one, nothing was more important to Chanhee than you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Chanhee loved trying to get you to sleep whenever he felt like he wanted to take a nap, always encouraging you to make the most of the time that you could sleep before the restless nights soon kicked in.

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[jising-jisang-jisung]

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Kang Chani

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Hihi! It's me again! (The one who requested for the Chani dance smut) and I want to say that I absolutely LOVED IT 🤭 I saw that I your request was still opened so I was wondering if I could request another Chani scenario hehe. Maybe a idol/actress AU? you can decided how it turns out with whether it be fluff or smut ☺️

also, if it's not taken, can I be 🍓 or ☕ anon? If both are no taken, then you can choose between the two! Have a wonderful day and keep up the writing, I'm absolutely loving it 💖

Either one is fine! A lot of the anon’s don’t use emojis so either is fine. And what about the two of you working on a show together?

Synopsis: You and Chani have been casted for the same show. The two of you keep accounts of how the filming goes from each of your perspectives. 

You

The two of you had talked about auditioning for roles in the same drama and talked about how cool it would be to star in the same drama. But the two of you didn't actually think it would happen. Your managers though thought it was perfect, “The two of you are a couple anyway. The two of you could really sell the chemistry between the first two leads,” said your manager. And you knew that would be true, there were times you thought the two of you showed too much affection, but you loved you didn’t have to hide being in a relationship or have to surprise your affection in public. This show gave the two of you the perfect excuse to do so.

The show had been in the works for a few months now and it finally came, the kissing scene.

You know I’m dramas the kissing scene was a monumental scene. It was the scene that would change the whole course of the show. Although it made you nervous, you couldn’t wait to kiss your boyfriend. Again, the two of you had kissed many times before so it wasn’t anything new, but the idea of you doing for a drama and being able to show af affection, excited you.

In the high school drama, the two of you end up alone at the nurses office, as you help him after fighting someone. The two of you talk and the two of you will kiss. The director gives you an idea of how he wants the scene to be executed. The two of you keep looking at each other as he explains smiling and blushing.

Chani

“Ready, Action!”

The scene begins and you help me sit on the patient bed. I say my lines.

“You didn’t have to help me. And you don’t have to help me now I’m fine,” I get up and try to refuse your help, as you look for peroxide and bandages.

“No.” Your no was firm, better than I thought you’d deliver it.

“You got hurt because of me. I have to help you. Like always.”

I stare at you, hearing the lines you say, and it makes me swoon. “I’d continue to get hurt, if it’s for you.”

Your close to me now, holding a cotton ball soaked in peroxide ready to dab at the “cuts” on my face. This is the like before the kiss.

You look in my eyes for a few seconds as I do to you. Then I look at your lips. I slowly move toward your lips before I pull you closer to me and press my lips against yours. We stay like that for a few seconds before you pull away and act surprised.

“What you didn’t like it?” I say my line looking up at you, I’m sure there was probably lust my eyes.

“No, do it again.”

We kiss again until we hear a “Cut!” The staff gives us a round of a applause as the two of us become a blushing mess.

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Fluff: 💕   Angst: ☁️     Crack: 💥       AU: ☄️      Suggestive: 💋     Trigger Warning: 🥀  

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[10:55 AM] Kang Chani

“Chani? You have to film a kiss scene with Y/N, are you ready yet?” The director called for Chani, who I had a kiss scene with. Today is my first time filming a kiss scene in a drama, so I was very nervous. After all, Chani was my coworker and my crush, I’ve always had an eye on him since I was a fan, and now I get to perform with him.

Another minute passed and Chani came out of the dressing room, he looked really handsome in the uniform, so I blushed and looked down at the floor.

“Chani and Y/N, I want you both to walk down that sidewalk, and then stop in front of the convenience store. Chani, you then say your lines in the most loving way possible, then, when Y/N doesn’t say anything, you kiss her ok?” We both nodded at the director’s instructions, and I looked at Chani, who gave me a sheepish smile.

“Ok, scene 20, take 1!” The director yelled, and we got into character. “Hyeyoon ah, can I walk you home?” Chani said in character, and I looked at my best friends in the drama. “Of course! Where are we going Jihoon ah?” I said calmly, while smiling at him in character.

After a few more minutes of repeating some scenes, we finally got to the scene where I feared the most. “Hey Y/N, don’t be too nervous, you’ll be fine...” Chani said, as the crew set up the cameras. “Thank you Chani ah, it’s just my first time filming a kiss scene” I said shyly.

“Chani, I want you to wrap your arm around Y/N’s waist when you kiss her ok? Ok! Scene 24, take 1!” The director shouted. Chani then turned to me, and I looked up at him. “Jihoon ah, are you ok?” I asked in character, then suddenly, Chani grabbed me close, and he kissed me. I closed my eyes and melted into the kiss, then the director said cut.

“Chani, Y/N great job! Looking forward again to filming later, you two are amazing, you can take a break for awhile” the director smiled at us, and I bowed. Chani and I then walked to our waiting room, even though it was very awkward. “I’m assuming you like me too huh?” Chani smiled, and I hid my face in my hands. “Yah, don’t get any ideas...” Then suddenly, he pulls me in again and kisses me. “How about a date then? For real this time” Chani smiles.

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