#bang chan blurbs

[citysweet]

一 chris teaching you how to give head

♡ except i have no idea how to give head

♡ might actually delete this.

♡ 1154 wc

it was 4 months into your relationship, but it's not like you haven't fucked. you have, plenty. you were just shy when it came to giving him oral. but chris being the sweetheart he is, he didn't push it onto you (bare minimum be fr). until you decide to bring it up while you're cuddled up in his lap. you lift your head, looking up at him. "channie?"

"yes princess?" he asks, knowing you only call him that when you want something. when you nervously stay quiet, he speaks up again, "what's up angel?" you turn your head back, unsure how to ask him. he softly grabs your chin, turning your head back to face him. he nods, waiting for you to continue.

"um..i wanna.." you mumble before lowering your hand and pawning at him crotch, hoping that'd get the message across. he chuckles and moves his hands to your hips, "next time just say so princess." he leans in, pressing his lips to your neck. you whine softly, momentarily forgetting your reason.

"w-wait..." he pulls away, waiting for you to continue. "hm?" still unsure how to ask, you get up from his lap and kneel between his legs. his eyes widen slightly, finally getting what you meant. "are you sure angel? you know you don't have to." you nod, looking up at him with your hands in your lap. "mhm, want you to teach me."

those words alone were enough to make him half hard, his bulge somewhat visible.

he nods, "okay, alright then." he says quickly before lifting his hips and pulling his pants down to his ankles. he opens his palm to you, gesturing for your hand. he takes yours and puts it over the bulge beneath his boxers.

he groans quietly when he squeezes his larger hand over yours around his cock. "feel what you do to me baby?" he starts rubbing your hand against him, small groans leaving his lips. "take them off princess." he says, bringing your hand to the waist band of his boxers. you hesitate for a moment, but tug them down to his ankles. his cock springs out, slapping against his abdomen.

your eyes still widen at the size after seeing it before. 7.8 inches, big, sensitive tip and a vein running on the under side. your hands still, unsure where to go from here till he grabs your hand, wrapping it around his length. it barely fits around him and he chuckles at your reaction. "think you can take it?" he asks and you nod, determined to take all of him.

you straighten up on your knees, you tongue peeking out to lick your lips. "stroke it first babygirl, like this, yeah?" he says moving your hand up and down his cock. you follow his movements, slowly taking the lead when he lets go. chris lays his head back, a sigh filling the silence. he brings his hand back down, raising yours to stroke the tip.

"just like that princess." you continue the way he showed, feeling him grow harder. his groans get louder and you feel him twitch in your hand. you rub your thighs together, the sight of him this way creating an ache between your legs. "a-alright, you ready angel?" you nod, pulling your hand away and lean closer to him.

he softly grabs your chin, opening your mouth and rubbing his thumb along your bottom lip. "if it's too much tap my thigh twice, yeah?" you nod, "uh-huh."

he slips his thumb inside your mouth, pushing down on your tongue. his other hand grabs his cock, bringing the tip to your mouth. he waits a moment, asking for approval once more. when you nod, you feel his tip on your tongue. "suck."

your lips wrap around him and he sucks in air, "watch your teeth baby." you adjust, sucking softly. "there you go, keep going." once you get the hang of it, you try to take more than the tip and gag around him. he moans, his hand coming to the side of your head, "slow baby, slow." you listen, taking more gently.

but sweet channie is too big for you to take all of him :(. so he lets you keep going till you gag again, stopping you there. "stay there princess." he holds your head there and you feel your eyes water when you gag around him again. your hands grip onto his thighs and you swallow around him. chris throws his head back and he lets out a guttural moan.

you swallow around him again, trying to used to the feeling of him deep in your throat. he lifts your head, letting you breath. when you look up at him heavy breathing and watery eyes, his cock twitches again. "you alright angel?" you take a deep breath in before nodding, "m-more." you waste no time taking him in your mouth again.

"ffuck, baby-" you seem to somewhat get the hang of it and his hands grip onto the couch. his reaction reassures you that you're doing good, so you keep going. trying to take him deeper and swallowing around him again. you feel him twitch in your mouth and he brings one hand to your head.

"i-i'm close baby-" he says, attempting to pull you off but you shake your head, letting out a "mm-mh." you take him farther and he moans loudly, "you sure?" you nod, running your tongue over the tip. he throws his head back again, his fingers softly gripping your hair. he groans and you feel him twitch again.

"b-baby-" he stutters out before you feel his cum fill your mouth. the salty, warm and sweet taste going down your throat when you swallow. you pull him out of your mouth after sucking on the tip, wanting to get every drop of him. you look up at him after swallowing the rest and open your mouth to show him. "good job princess..." you smile at his praise and he brings his thumb to your lips, wiping the small amount of his cum that escaped your lips.

your tongue lolls out and you pull his thumb into your mouth, sucking it off. a grin grows on chris' face as he looks down at you, "you're really good at that y'know? didn't even need much of my help." your smile grows and your eyes trail back to his cock. "my turn now, yeah?" he says noticing the way your thighs are pushed together.

you shake your head, "want more." you say reaching for his cock then looking back up at him. you feel him getting hard again. "please?" you stare up at him, and he nods, bringing his length back to your mouth. you waste no time taking his tip between your lips and stroking the rest. "fuck." and his eyes close.

you spent a good while draining his balls, fueling your new obsession

© citysweet 1:23pm 091223

一 i am taking reqs through asks or comments :)

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[whydoeseveryonewanttobangchan]

🫦 Lie back, love. Let daddy take care of you… 🫦

✎ Pairing: Chan x fem!reader

✎ Genre: Fluffy smut

✎ Summary: Chan wants to try something new, and it involves a tie and his tongue.

✎ CW: Established relationship, blindfolding, oral sex, fingering, nipple play, soft Daddy kink, praise, overstim, multiple orgasms

✎ Word count: 1,704

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“I’m sorry… you want to what?” you ask, unsure if you heard your boyfriend correctly.

“Blindfold you,” he repeats, a smirk on his face.

“Uh…”

The idea excites you, sure. You’ve heard that inhibiting one of your senses allows you to feel the others more intensely, more precisely. You just weren’t expecting this today.

“Well…” you muse, playing with your thumbs in your lap.

It’s not that your sex life was getting dull — if anything, the opposite was true. Chan just liked to keep you on your toes.

“Come on, baby,” he encourages, excitedly rubbing the tops of your thighs. “Trust me.”

“Okay, fineeee. Go ahead.”

A huge smile spreads across his perfect face, and he kisses you before skipping to the closet. You hear some rustling, and then he re-emerges with a tie in his hands.

“Ok, one last look,” he flattens his palms and extends his fingers and places both hands under his chin, tilting his head up and angling his eyes toward the ceiling. He cheekily grins and redirects those wide, dark honey eyes back at you.

“Ok, one last look,” he flattens his palms and extends his fingers and places both hands under his chin, tilting his head up and angling his eyes toward the ceiling. He cheekily grins and redirects those wide, dark honey eyes back at you.

“You’re such a goof,” you tease, but you can’t help but beam back at him.

“Close your eyes, sweetheart.”

Your eyelids slide shut and your field of vision darkens. Then you feel Chan’s soft, pillowy lips gently press against your eyes. His mouth travels across your face, delicately stopping at the bridge of your nose, your cheekbones, your brow ridge, your forehead.

Cool, smooth silk envelops your eyes, wrapping around your temples. It’s pitch black now. You feel the material tighten as Chan ties it in a knot at the back of your head.

“Too tight?” he asks.

“Nope, all good.”

You feel his warm palm on your cheek, his thumb brushing back and forth.

“Arms up.”

You do as you’re told and your T-shirt is lifted up and over your head. You suddenly remember the old bra you’re wearing isn’t incredibly visually appealing, but Chan’s hands are cupping your breasts before you have time to share a warning or apology.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.

His lips meet your skin again, this time on your chest. He places soft kisses on your collarbones, slowly making his way down to your bra. Two fingers curl around the top of one cup and pull the material downward. His mouth follows his fingers, soothing any newly exposed skin with wet warmth.

He wastes no time wrapping his lips around your nipple, sucking and circling it with his tongue. His other hand reaches around your back to undo the clasp and slide the straps off your shoulders and down your arms. You hear the bra land with a soft thud on the floor.

Suddenly, his mouth leaves your chest and you’re left without any contact.

“…Chan?” you call out to the air in front of you. No response. Your back straightens and you reach out, your fingertips brushing skin.

“Right here, sweetheart,” he reassures in a soft voice. “Just had to grab something. Not gonna leave.”

His fingers wrap around your hand, bringing it to his mouth.

“Never gonna leave you,” he whispers into your hand, pressing it up against his silky lips. He kisses each of your fingers and places your hand back down at your side.

“Now, lie back, love,” he purrs, using his big hands to push your body down onto the bed. “Let daddy take care of you.”

You let your body drop down on the comforter, and a weight presses into the bed next to your left thigh, then on your right, then on both sides of your head. His warm lips meet your neck and you angle your head up to give him more access.

Chan licks and sucks the sensitive skin slowly and sweetly. He makes a wet mess of the left side of your neck before adjusting his stance to target your chest again. His lips surround the other nipple this time, biting it softly.

His tongue traces down the bottom of your breast to your sternum, between your ribs, down to your belly button. He pauses until his fingers can hook around the waistband of your shorts and panties, dragging them down just enough to lick and tease the skin just above your pussy.

“Lift up for me,” he says.

You raise your hips toward him and he pulls your shorts and underwear over your butt and down your legs and tosses them to the floor.

“Good girl.”

A soft moan leaves your lips, and you can almost hear him smirk. He knows what praise does to you. You feel the weight shift again and his elbows press into the bed next to your thighs, his hands settling on your hips.

His thumbs circle on top of your hip bones and his warm mouth is getting closer and closer. A light brush of his tongue has you arching up for more, but his strong hands keep you pressed into the bed.

“Patience, babe.”

He gently lowers his head again, making it clear how far away he is with every exhale. He flicks his tongue against you again, then again. Then his lips meet your folds, and he’s spreading them to taste you.

He works quickly but gently, settling on a pattern of dipping his tongue as far into you as he can before pulling out to put pressure on your clit, then slipping in to explore you more.

You can feel yourself getting close. Your muscles involuntarily clench and your thin fingers grasp the comforter for some control. But it’s no use.

“I’m… I’m…”

Chan quickens his pace, focusing more on your clit to help you reach your climax. He knows your body so well.

With a loud, low moan, you hit your first orgasm. Your chest lifts and your head falls back in pure ecstasy. Your boyfriend remains attentive to your clit until your body settles back down on the bed.

“You’re a goddess,” he says, obviously enjoying how you look as you crumble under his touch. It’s not fair.

“Wish I could see that dumb, happy look on your face,” you reply between deep breaths.

“How about you feel it instead?”

He dives back in, pressing his full lips against your labia. You feel them pull into what is undoubtedly a smirk before his tongue enters you again.

One of his hands leaves its comforting hold on your hip to dip a finger into you. You feel his fingertip massage your walls as he curls and uncurls his finger. His tongue and lips focus solely on your clit and he adds another finger, then another, putting them to work exploring the familiar landscape inside you.

“Hmmmmmm,” you hum.

“What’s that?” Chan asks quickly before re-engaging his pretty, swollen lips.

“You… just you,” you exhale and run your fingers through his messy hair.

The unexpected touch seems to motivate him, and he adds a fourth finger and curls them up to apply pressure to that perfect spot. His touch is a little rougher than before, and his lips create suction around your clit, making it even more sensitive and overwhelming and just… amazing.

“Fuck…”

You’re coming again, harder this time. A half moan, half scream starts it off, then you’re shaking and pressing his head into you so firmly he can’t stop his teeth from digging into your skin. But you don’t even care.

“Christ, Channie…” you sigh as you come down from another high and loosen your grip on his curls, letting him come back up for air.

His fingers slide out of you and he rubs your inner thigh, mirroring contact on the other side with kisses in the same spot.

“What would you say…” he breathes against you, “to round 3?”

You have to take a second to process his words before the lightbulb flicks on.

“…what?” you ask. You’re already so sensitive that a slight breeze would send chills up your spine. “I’m pretty spent, baby. Why don’t I do you?”

“Yeah, but…” he pauses. His thumb lightly presses your swollen clit and you yelp. “I’m still hungry.”

You were already struggling to catch your breath and now it seems practically impossible to inhale, let alone speak.

“Ch- Chan… I…”

But it’s no use. He’s back again, using his thumbs to spread your folds to give him full access to your clit. He’s sucking and sucking and somehow the blackness surrounding your eyes starts spinning and you’re reaching for his head to pull him away but also closer — but his fingers capture yours and he presses your entwined hands into the bed.

Your other hand reaches for something, anything to squeeze the life out of and finds a pillow. But his tongue starts flicking up and down and you feel like your head is going to explode. Without realizing it, you toss the pillow across the room and it lands with a crash. But there isn’t time to think about what you broke because you’re coming again.

Your vocal cords produce a ridiculous combination of a moan and groan and scream and sigh all at the same time and your entire body shudders and your eyes roll all the way back like you’re fucking possessed and you forget where you are and who you are but that’s fine cause he’s still sucking and you’re somewhere in the ethereal plane right now.

Then you see the light — not THE light, but honestly, it may as well be. Chan’s face is above yours, the warm glow from the ceiling creating a halo around his head. He looks like an angel.

“Hey,” he says sweetly.

You’re still breathing heavily and twitching a little but other than that the completely overwhelming sensation seems to be gone. You were so out of it you didn’t even feel his mouth break contact or the tie slip off your head.

“Hiii…” you weakly mutter.

“I couldn’t wait any longer to see your eyes again,” he explains, smiling down at you.

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[jeongintwenty3]

16.25

pairing: bangchan x fem!reader

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: mentions of tears, sadness

author’s note: hello! how’s everyone doing? decided to write this hurt/comfort imagine of chan cause i just cannot accept the fact theres only one chan in the world. pardon for my poor grammar and mispellings if present, other than that, happy reading! <3 remember, it’s just a bad day, not a bad life; it shall pass to. my dms are open if anyone wants to talk ab anything (:

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nobody said marriage life was easy. the day you said yes, the both of you were expecting the ups and downs, the happiness and sadness.

“i’m home!” chris exclaimed as soon as he stepped into the house, one of the few places the both of you feel comfortable enough to call home.

silence from the other side, he was baffled. confused was an understatement, why isn’t his wife scrambling to his arms? you’d usually greet him in ragged breaths, as if you’ve just completed a marathon.

going up, unsettling thoughts clouded his mind. although he knew deep down it will never happen, everyone’s gotta prepare for the worst, right?

wrong.

opening the bedroom door oh so quietly, he managed to make out your figure huddled under the thick comforter. oh, you’re sleeping.

but it’s just 4 in the afternoon?

deciding to kneel so he could be at eye level with you, he froze upon the sight.

chris felt his heart shatter as the seconds passed by, this is never a sight he wants to come home to. why is his favorite person in the world crying?

you’d be lying if you didn’t notice chris entering the room; you tried to play it off by pretending to sleep. but boy, did chris see through you.

he shook you gently, not wanting to invade any further into your personal space. looking up at his pretty eyes, your tears started to well up for the 3rd time this afternoon.

“oh no,” chris started to panic. “what’s wrong babe, hmm? talk to me,” he tried to coax you into reaching out to him.

you covered your face with your 2 hands, not wanting the man that stood beside you see the woman he married.

if chris had to list the top 10 most heartbreaking sights he’s ever encountered in his life, this will be the first. never in his life, he saw you this vulnerable. you always had this strong facade; but even strong people can crumble too. they just decide to not show it.

sitting on the edge of the bed, he guided you onto his lap; he knew, his woman needed his physical affection to ground her.

while patting your head with a few kisses to your temple peppered here and there, he tried to keep his guard up; as much as he wants to cry too, he needs to be strong for his one and only. silently praying the pain in her heart will subside soon, he continued his loving acts.

“deep breaths baby, you can do it,” chris whispered, ensuring the person cradled in his arms is still getting sufficient oxygen. “i’m here now okay? you can rely on me, you can talk about it, you have me,” chris continued, not wanting to aggravate any painful memories.

“i- i’m sorry,” you managed to blurt out while trying to keep your shit together. you knew he was exhausted, visible from the eyebags and the way his shoulders sag. “i know you’re tired, i’m sorry you had to come home to whatever this is,” you continued. “i’ll be better.”

chris wanted to explode; who the hell made his wife feel like this? she’s everything he’s ever dreamt of; kind-hearted, a little clumsy, very dreamy, independent, smart, adora-

his train of thoughts were cut short when he hears your crying started to worsen.

“no,” chris said firmly while still holding your frame. “you, my love, are the definition of an angel. now, before your thoughts get the best of you, let me explain.”

hearing no response from his woman, he let out a small okay, to make sure you were fine with whatever he said and will say — which you were.

“who isn’t tired? we all have our own problems, some we can fight alone, some we need others to help. whatever you’re thinking now, it’s all the exact opposite of what i think of you. you’re perfect, and before you start with your nobody is perfect speech, to me, you are perfect. heck, i often ponder to myself, what did i do in my past life to deserve such a woman?”

responding to what he said, you simply held him tighter and buried your face in his neck. now only hearing sniffles, chris felt relieved you’ve calmed down.

chris had to get to the bottom of this — “is there something you want to tell me?”

after a good 2 minutes, you lifted your face so you could stare into his face and man, nothing ever prepared chris for what his love was about to say next.

“this morning, i went to my pilates class as usual. there were these group of women, i don’t know them at all since they’re new,” you paused, needing a breathe because you felt your throat closing up again.

with a nudge to your side and a kiss to your forehead, chris encouraged you to continue.

“i heard them talking about how they were able to travel around the world with their partners, having the time of their lives, while i’m rarely at home for lengthy times due to work. it’s not that i want to stay away from you, if i could choose i swear i’d choose spending time with you over anything else in the world. i’m sorry, i’ll be home longer, i’ll make you happier.”

a single tear rolled down your cheek, and at the speed of lightning, chris managed to kiss it away.

looking into her eyes with so much adoration one can ever have, chris replied, “you’re enough for me, baby. we have holidays where we can spend time with each other 24/7 and we communicate with each other pretty well. you make me the happiest man alive and don’t change yourself; you’re perfect just the way you are. i understand your feelings, but please don’t ever underestimate yourself, you’re literally my favorite person in the world and i don’t like the person i love the most get hurt because of her thoughts, okay?”

resorting to a nod to respond to his answer, chris felt his heart swell looking at his wife. someone so selfless, she even let her thoughts get the best of her.

“like we agreed, let’s talk about whatever’s bothering each other yeah? no secrets between us, i know you trust me as much as i trust you,” chris concluded, not wanting another wave of sadness wash over his beloved.

“i love you, chris,” you whispered as to not ruin the comfortable atmosphere blanketing the room.

“i love you most, my beautiful wife,” chris replied, with a kiss to your forehead, cheeks, nose and lips.

nobody said marriage life was easy. but one thing you learned was, it’s always the two of you versus the problem, and with the right person, marriage life can feel comforting, like hot chocolate on a snowy day. with chris, you always felt at home.

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[sunshinebarbie]

only love can hurt like this

pairing: Bang Chan x Female Reader x Changbin warnings: angst, so much angst, sad bang chan (i promise i love him and i don't want him to be sad but...) swearing/cursing, drama. words: 2,683 parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | FINAL a/n: this is my very first time writing for Stray Kids, for kpop in general! i am very nervous, but i was listening to this song and felt so inspired. please be gentle, i have only ever wrote for fictional characters my entire life, taking a crack at a real life person is a bit intimidating.

There wasn’t a doubt in your mind, you felt like the luckiest girl in the entire world. If someone gave you a lottery ticket right now, you were at least 80% sure you would hit the jackpot.  

Yet, you had already hit the jackpot, that even the one that promised you mounds of money wasn’t enough to get you to trade what you had. 

Matter of fact, your jackpot was sitting across from you as you typed your latest assignment on your laptop. You looked up through your lashes and smiled softly seeing Bang Chan sitting in his chair, his headphones covering his ears and his laptop opened. 

Chan’s makeshift studio was the best place to get your studying done. It was quiet most of the time, that wasn’t including when Chan would start humming a tune, or singing lyrics under his breath.  

Your focus shifted to the clock on the bottom corner of your screen. It was nearly midnight and time just got away once again. 

You pulled your earphones from your ears and placed them back in the case. You stretched your arms up to the ceiling and stood up. Chan was still focused on what he was doing, he didn’t notice you standing behind him. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed a kiss to his cheek causing him to jump a little in his seat. 

“oh, it’s you.” he smiled and pressed pause on his latest project. 

“were you expecting someone else?” You teased, pretending to be offended.  

“yeah, I was expecting the janitor, he usually comes in around 12:30 to clean, was wondering why he decided to make a move tonight.” he joked.  

“it’s almost midnight, you ready?” you asked showing him the time on your phone.  

“uh, give me another hour okay?” he looked at you with puppy eyes. 

Your fingers instinctively combed through his hair, and a smile tugged across your lips. “fine.” you sighed.  

You sat back down in your spot and started to place your headphones in your ears when Chan turned around and looked at you confused.  

“oh, you’re going to stay?” he asked looking at the time. 

“yeah.” you chuckled lightly. “i want to make sure nothing is really happening between you and this janitor” you joked.  

Chan smiled and turned around, putting his headphones back on.  

An hour had passed and Chan was still working, you looked at your phone it was nearing 1:00am.  

Chan looked fully focused on his laptop, you could hear his curses under his breath followed by an aggressive pressing of his laptop keys.  

“Chan?” you tapped his shoulder softly, he quickly turned around and forced his headset off.  

His eyes soften after realizing it was only you, “oh, sorry. you should probably get home.” he frowned. 

“i’m not going to leave you here alone.” you smiled softly but feeling unsure of your decision. “i’m just going to go for a walk, because I been sitting there all night.”  

Chan nodded and allowed you to press a kiss to his cheek before leaving the studio.  

You turned towards him, he was already focused on his laptop again, his cursing louder as closed the door behind you. 

You walked down the hall, looking at the photos and framed albums on the wall. That’s when the idea hatched. Maybe, you should bring Chan a midnight snack. You knew he would think better with a little food in his tummy. 

You walked down to the nearest 24/7 mart and picked up a few of Chan’s favorite snacks. “it will be a late-night picnic” you thought to yourself, as you handed the cashier the money.  

You walked back to the studio to see Chan still in the exact same spot. His headphones over his head, and the laptop at the tip of his fingers. 

“Chan.” you tapped his shoulder. This time he ignored you, he was fully focused on his project.  

“Chan” you tapped again.  

“for fucks sake” he cursed “what? what is it now?” he looked at you his eyes once full of sorrow now full of rage. 

“uh-” you stammered full of surprise. “uhm-I brought you some brain fuel” you smiled weakly and showed him the bag full of snacks. 

“can you just go home.” he scoffed. And turned back to his laptop. “i honestly don’t know why you’re waiting around” he put his headphones on. 

“Chan” you tapped his shoulder again after analyzing what he just said.  

“GO HOME!” he threw his headphones hard into his laptop and looked at you, his eyes filled with fire. 

You stepped back feeling a little bit of fright from his action. “i-” you stammered. 

Chan ignored whatever you were about to say and put his headphones back on. “fuck!” he yelled at the screen. 

You dropped the bag on the floor and hurried to gather your things. You were with Bang Chan for 2 years now and never had he ever raised his voice at you. He was always timid, and he even panicked when he gave you your first kiss.  

“i’ll see you at home” you whispered to him as you hurried out the door. You closed the door shut and hurried to the elevator. When the door “dinged” and shut, you finally felt safe. Your body relaxed and yet you still felt the panic jolting through your veins. 

The taxi ride was quiet, you couldn’t even remember giving the driver directions, or let alone a destination. Still, you watched the city lights zoom by illuminating your tear-stained face every two seconds.  

“That will be $52.91” the driver pulled up to a familiar curb. You snapped out of your daze and reached for your bag, your fingers raked the contents of your items in search of your wallet. “shoot, I must have left it the place you picked me up.” you frowned. 

“hey, I am not running a free service. You better pay for your fare.” the driver turned around his face red with anger. 

“this is my apartment, building let me run inside and I promise I will be back down.” you begged.  

The driver went quiet, and sighed. “you have five minutes” he grumbled. “and leave your bag, in case you don’t come back down.” he gestured to the bag Chan bought you for your birthday. 

“fine” you sighed and stepped out. You started to head for the door, when the driver sped away. 

“wait!” you shouted as he ran the red light down the street.  

“shit!” you cursed and looked around seeing if anyone saw what happened, but you were alone on the street. 

Finding the bus park bench, you sat down and collapsed your head into the palms of your hands. You choked out a sob, feeling like this night couldn’t get any worst. 

“y/n?” a voice stammered out of the dark. “go.” you sighed “away.” you sniffled “please.”  

“it’s almost 2 o’clock” the voice grew louder signifying they were closing in. “what happened?” you looked up at Changbin who was towering over you. 

“just- a bad day” you sniffled and wiped your tears away. “where is Chan?” he looked up at the apartment seeing if your lights were on.  

“at the studio.” your voice hiccupped. “he told me to “just go home.”.” you sniffled again. 

“is that why you’re crying?” he sat beside you. 

He could feel you beginning to shiver from the cold night air, he quickly pulled his jacket from his body and covered your shoulders.  

“part of it.” you smiled weakly at his gesture. “the cab that brought me home, I left my wallet at the studio, and I told the driver I was going to get some money inside and he asked me to leave my bag as collateral, and when I was far enough away, he sped off with my bag.” you started to tear up again. 

“between that and Chan cursing at me.” you could feel your lips trembling as the tears began to fall once more. 

“he cursed at you?” Changbin stood up, feeling angry now. 

“no.” you quickly tried to backtrack. “he didn’t. Curse curse at me” you lied. 

“no, this isn’t acceptable.” Changbin began walking towards his car.  

“Changbin.” you hurried behind him, he unlocked the door and you quickly jumped in the passenger seat.  

Your hand touched his as he reached for the ignition. “Changbin, it’s okay. He is probably tired. Or hungry-” “stop trying to justify what he did y/n” Changbin cut you off.  

He started the car and pulled away from the sidewalk, you watched as familiar signs and lights passed by you once again. 

You felt your heart stop and pound rapidly as the car was put in park at the studio. 

“Changbin- please” you begged. “go easy on him.” you felt your face warm up as the tears welled in your eyes. 

“I’m just going to talk to him, and ask him what all this is about.” he assured you. 

You followed behind him cautiously into the elevator. It was quiet, only the hums of each passing floor filled the air, and made you even more nervous.  

The elevator came to a halt and the door opened revealing Bang Chan standing there, your wallet and house keys in hand. 

His face relaxed upon seeing you, but immediately washed over with regret seeing how swollen your eyes were. 

“Baby, look I'm-” Bang Chan looked at you sympathetically, “how long did it take you to realize that she left her money and keys here Chan?” Changbin snarled cutting off Chan’s apology as he appeared from behind the wall of the elevator. 

“I got caught up trying to produce our next song and I-” Chan began to explain. 

“that is not an excuse” Changbin interrupted again.  

“Changbin” you stepped forward and put your hand on his shoulder. You could feel his anger pulsating through his skin, making him warm to the touch. 

“I think it took you quiet long enough, seeing that she had enough time to get robbed.” Changbin added.  

“Robbed?!” Chan’s face flushed, “are you okay?” he stepped towards you. Changbin instinctively stepped in front of you and extended his arm blocking Bang Chan from stepping any closer.  

“yeah, I'm fine.” you lied. “it was a misunderstanding, and-”  

“She could have gotten hurt.” Changbin interrupted yet again. “luckily, I was coming by to see if you both were home, because I know when we are in the middle of making a new album, you over work yourself-” 

“Changbin” you shouted his name a little bit louder, he stopped talking and the both of the boys looked at you.  

“i’m grateful that you were there.” you sighed and looked at him “but you have to take it easy on Chan, he is-”  

“you’re always going to stick up for him aren’t you?” Changbin stopped you again. “it’s always Bang Chan who can do no wrong in your eyes.” he taunted.  

“Changbin. That’s not fair.” you sighed. “anyway, it’s late.” he cleared his throat. “i’ll see you both tomorrow.” he got into the elevator and closed the door leaving both you and Chan in silence. 

“y/n” Chan finally broke the silence and turned to face you. “I’m sorry baby, this album is more stressful than our last one, the songs aren’t coming out the way I want them to-” he began. 

“Christopher” you stopped him, he looked at you in shock, throughout the entire time you were both together you never used his real name, not once. 

“Changbin is right.” you stepped away from him. “I felt like I was the luckiest girl in the world to be dating THE Bang Chan” you smiled at the silly idea. 

“but my entire night has been everything but lucky.” you scoffed. “and it is all because of THE Bang Chan.” 

You stepped forward and slowly pulled your stuff out of Bang Chan’s hands.  

“what does that mean?” Chan asked feeling a heaviness in his chest after you went silent. 

“Christopher-” you sighed, you refused to look at him as the words rolled off your tongue. “-we need to break up.” 

“y/n” Bang Chan stepped forward. 

“I will be by tomorrow to get the rest of my stuff, but give me 20 minutes to get a few items when we get back.” you turned away and hurried into the stairwell. You would rather stumble down a flight of stairs than be in an awkward silence with Bang Chan in the elevator. 

You hailed a cab as soon as you reached the bottom and exited the building. As you settled into the cab you looked out the window. You gave the address and looked out the window hoping to see Chan, instead you noticed Changbin sitting in his car. 

You looked in the other direction and spotted a familiar bag on the seat.  

“I hope you brought your money this time” the cab driver from earlier scoffed. “great.” you sighed as he started the route to the apartment. 

You paid for your previous fare and this one. Before exiting you requested the driver to wait until you came back down. Promising double.  

You arrived to the apartment before Bang Chan, and you knew this because the lights were out still, and his shoes weren’t by the front door.  

You walked to the room and started to collect a few items, some clothes for tomorrow, your pajamas, a warm jacket and a hoodie. You were in the bathroom collecting your hygiene products when you heard the door shut close.  

Bang Chan walked into the bathroom; his body leaned against the frame as he watched you pack your things. 

“y/n, baby please.” he begged. 

“don’t-” you stopped him. As you continued to drop products into your vanity case. 

You tried to walked past him but he blocked the exit to the bathroom. “can we talk about this.” his eyes were beginning to well. 

“Christopher-” you sighed “don’t call me that.” he argued back. 

“it’s Chan, or Channie, or baby or-” he began to fumble his words in frustration. “anything but Christopher-” he sniffled. 

You looked at him and shook your head. “my cab driver is going to leave... he- he does that.” you gulped down a dry lump.  

As Chan wiped his tears you hurried past him and back to the livingroom where your luggage case was waiting. 

You were heading towards the door, when you felt Chan’s hand grab yours. He pulled you into his body. His lips immediately meeting yours, you melted into his lips as you have done many a times.  

The kiss was interrupted as Chan sniffled; his tears seeped into your cheeks as leaned his forehead against yours.  

“please-” he begged again. “-don’t leave me.” he sobbed. 

“I-” you tried to pry yourself from his grip. “I will leave my key when I come back tomorrow.” you pulled away. 

You hurried out the door, and into the elevator. It was in that moment of silence you felt the tears falling violently down your cheeks. 

The elevator bell dinged and you exited quickly, your cab was still there as you exited the building. 

The cab driver, opened the trunk and started to put your luggage inside.  

“where to now?” he asked. “the hotel, just three blocks down” you replied.  

“you got it.” the driver walked to the driver side. 

You opened the door and took one last look at the apartment building you called “home” with Chan for a year.  

You got into the cab, and settled in once again. You buckled yourself in, and looked out the window towards the building. The voice of Bang Chan echoed in your ears as he begged you not to go.  

You closed your eyes and inhaled a deep breath. “can we go please.” you requested to the driver, not wanting to stay and endure another memory that haunted this space. 

“just finishing putting in the destination” the driver replied and put the cab in drive.   

Bang Chan walked out of the lobby, his focus on you as he watched the cab pull away from the curb.  

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[writersun]

sleepy studio partner

✧･ﾟ::*bang chan*✧･ﾟ

fluff + comfort

i like writing these short blurbs, what do you guys think?

[23:39]

thinking about how chan always wants you to feel the most comfortable when you’re at the studio. letting you borrow his expensive headphones(while he uses the extra one), ordering your favorite food, always having your favorite snacks on hand.

he thinks of his studio as his safe space, so its only natural that he would want you, his partner, to feel included in that space.

even if he’s busy, he would still let you in, still let you have a seat beside him, while he works. he always gets a little shy and giggly when he feels your eyes surf over his work. he feels a sense of pride knowing you’re choosing to be here with him, rather than at home.

if he works through the night and your still there, he would put his jacket over your sleeping form.

when he’s done for the day (or night), he slowly nudges you, leading your sleepy body home. snuggling close, chan always feels the scenario is so domestic when he carries you, taking your makeup off, and laying you in bed. another day spent with you, makes him fall peacefully asleep.

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[moonlitstay]

[12:03 am] badboy!chan

chan smiles as he watches you walk in, wearing one of his baggy shirts. he wastes no time in grabbing your hand in his, pulling you down and onto his bed with him. enveloping you in his big arms, you giggle.

you look at his arms, covered in tons of beautiful tattoos, leaving no skin untouched. you find your eyes trailing to one tattoo in specific though.

your name.

your name in an arrowed heart.

you reach a hand up to trace a finger over the tattoo and chan smiles.

"god, i love you so much."

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[jiminies-ahmee]

💌 [23:33] 방 찬

chan watches you carefully as your brows furrow in complete concentration. he smiles and bites back a giggle at the sight of you looking “so cute” as he’d say.

“oh shoot, i messed up. i think i’m gonna have to redo this one, channie.” you sigh in frustration, showing chan the painted nail of his ring finger.

he laughs freely this time, shaking his head, “don’t be silly. looks perfect - it’s just what i wanted, baby.”

“are you sure? i think if i start it over it’ll look much better.” you pout.

“nup, want it just as it is. perfect.”

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[kpopblurblog]

[2:58 am] it was a common occurance for you to slip out on your balcony in the wee hours of the morning, sometime after midnight. with a craving for the white tobacco encased stick currently lit up between your fingers and the moon and stars as your only companions. the rest of the world slept blissfully, completely unaware of your illicit activity. you enjoyed the magic that came with your late night excursions; the wind gently whipping around your features and tossling your hair like an older sibling while an eerie calm settled over the bustling city of seoul. you bitterly took comfort in the night’s arms, lonely and depressed.

“are you ever gonna quit smoking?” asks the soft voice of your neighbor, breaking apart the hollowness that had settled into the cavity of your chest where your heart should be.

“you ever gonna sleep at a decent hour?” you tease bang chan back, shifting your weight so you could observe him properly. he’s lit up by the soft light slipping through the sliding glass door behind him, making the man before you look more like a faerie than some kid from australia looking to make his musical mark in the world. a dry chuckle falls from his heart shaped lips.

“cmon,” he teases you, “you know the answer to that.”

“and you know my answer to your question,” you smile at him. the silence is back after the moment of banter with your insomniac neighbor, though its different from before. the silence is a little less…

lonely.

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[betterthanthebat]

this is kinda shitty but i liked the idea and i just needed a place to sketch it out a bit since i don't really wanna write a full thing or even a drabble on it.

after many failed attempts and signals that weren't being picked up bang chan would be the type of person that will use the excuse of being stuck in the same car ride as you to connect his spotify to the car and play his shitty edm/techno playlist as a way to confess, and it would be so fucking insufferable for everyone else to witness.

• now, don't get me wrong, minho absolutely adored you both but it's the way his love sick stare is obvious to the rest of your friend group except you, it's... frustrating.

• you were pretty dense and closed off. love wasn't at the top of your priorities (now or ever) and bang chan knew that and respected you and your decisions, but still, seeing you bop your head along the instrumental of one of his favorite remixes soothed his anxious heart, he couldn't help himself.

• was it selfish to open himself up like that and shine a light on you while everyone else in the car was so painfully aware about what was happening? maybe. or maybe not.

he wasn't demanding to have his feelings reciprocated, he didn't even want an answer.

he just needed to get it off his chest once and for all.

for himself.

to feel better (and also to be able to enjoy the time you two spent together without being painfully awkward and stiff.)

• "so... what do you think?"

"it's great, i like it! send me the link to your playlist, i need to listen to it again when i'm alone and less distracted but it's good stuff"

you liked it.

a small smile was creeping on his lips as his head still hanged low, watching over his phone screen.

i mean he kinda expected it. you both liking the same genre was the whole reason of why minho was accompanying you both to this rave but liking the same genre doesn't automatically mean that you would've liked the same songs.

• your words gave him the courage to look up but once he did, he realized that you weren't in the car anymore.

you were gone, probably ran off to keep a space for him in the ticket line for the entrance.

and he was alone, again.

"you know..."

alone.

with minho.

"you could just tell them how you feel, like a normal human being instead of using the most unlistenable songs in existence."

"..."

"and that synthesizer was shit, they probably didn't understand a single word."

"you think so?"

"i mean, i didn't either, so..."

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[jisungsjheekies]

Diary of a Lonely Boy

Entry 4

Forgive me

     as words do no come so easily

How can I tell you what’s bothering me

     when I do not know myself

You and I

     we are not the same

Forgive me

     for the traumas that I cannot escape

     that have made me who I am

It is not in my control

     no matter how badly I wished it to be

Forgive me

     as you take on my burdens

     that I no longer can bear alone

For if it weren’t for you

     I would fall apart

Forgive me

     For I am lost in a mind of emptiness

     and do not know how to break free

Forgive me

     as I struggle

Please

     forgive me

- Chan

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[sunshinebarbie]

only love can hurt like this

pairing: Bang Chan x Female Reader x Changbin warnings: angst, mentions of drinking, mentions of tired Chan (honesty Chan I'm tired too), stern Seungmin. words: 2,915 parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | FINAL taglist:@q1sng, @sp00ky-spr1te, @yumiblogs, @muddy-waters, @ilysunki, @qtieskz, @axel-skz-main, @skz-codeeee, @danielle-peaches, @morningstardada, a/n: okay so honestly i am not too proud of this, but also semi-proud of it? like the transition to the ending has been a difficult one. part 6 will likely be the final part. because i really had a hard time trying to figure out where to go from here, i mean no matter which way i put it (lol dirty mind for a moment there) it came out like messy? anways, enjoy! because this still has some drama and finally some accountability!

It was officially 25 minutes after 2:00pm this meant Seungmin was officially an hour late to your “lunch date” that he promised to be on time to, last night when you bumped into him at the store while shopping for your frozen pizza and wine. 

“did you maybe want to start with a drink?” the waiter approached you nervously for the 10th time. “no, I'll um, I'll just-” you looked at the door as a couple walked and waited to be seated. “i’ll just take the check.” you pulled your lips into a forced smile.  

“well, you didn’t buy anything? So you can just-uhm go?” the waiter tried to word his sentence carefully. 

“yeah, I'll just-” you cocked your head in the direction of the door and grabbed your purse and jacket. You exited the building and started in the direction towards the bus stop. “y/n!” Seungmin huffed as he hurried around the corner of the street.  

You rolled your eyes and turned to head in the opposite direction, but of course his longer legs it was no problem catching up to you. 

He grabbed your shoulder forcing you to stop and push his hand away. “i know-” he huffed “i’m late” he swallowed the gulp of air that built up in his throat. 

“well, I let our table go.” you snapped. “and I'm NOT going back in there it was too embarrassing” you folded your arms in front of your chest and turned away from Seungmin. 

“come on, I'm in no mood to be walking to another spot.” he scoffed. “besides it’s not like you were sitting there alone for an entire hour waiting or anything” he joked and pulled you alongside him towards the entrance.  

You both walked into the restaurant and were greeted by the host. “oh.” he looked at you nervously. “your party is real-is here.” he shook his head. 

The grin on Seungmin’s face annoyed you but you were too hungry to say anything. “follow me,” he grabbed two menus and walked you over to a familiar table. 

“drinks?” he looked at you both. “Water, and a red wine” you replied quickly. “cancel the wine, and replace it with lemonade and make it two” Seungmin nodded to the waiter who walked away. 

“so this is one of THOSE kind of lunch dates?” he sighed and hid behind your menu. “a sober one?” Seungmin replied quickly. “it would be a nice change” he pulled your menu down enough to make eye contact with you. 

You shook your head while playfully tugging your menu back. you looked over the menu, finally spotting what you wanted.  

Seungmin ordered his food and you ordered yours as soon as the drinks arrived. “so, are we going to have the serious talk before or after lunch?” you looked up behind your lashes after taking a long sip of your lemonade. 

“there is no serious talk” Seungmin replied after taking a sip of his drink. “i don’t know what you’re expecting from me, but I want no part of what is going on, I just want it to be over so we can all go back to our normal lives.” he replied honestly.  

“then why did you invite me to lunch?” you crossed your arms. “because I always invited you to lunch even before this whole thing.” he reminded you feeling annoyed. You thought hard and finally remembered, you were so caught up with the drama of your triangle with Changbin and Bang Chan that you forgot the life you had with the rest of the members before. 

“you’re right.” you sighed and untensed your body. “i’m sorry Minnie” you leaned forward and dropped your head into the palm of your hand. Your cheek pressed against your hand as your elbow propped you up. “i just am always prepared for a fight lately.” you sighed as you played with the spoon twirling it in your water.  

“it’s not okay, but I'm going to let it go because I was late today.” he replied. “why were you late anyway?” you asked changing the subject because if there was one thing about Seungmin that you knew, and it was he wouldn’t want to carry on an argument especially an unnecessary one. “because-” he smiled brightly and turned to grab something out of the bag he was carrying. 

The waiter walked up and dropped off the food and left to refill your beverages. Seungmin waited until the waiter left after filling the refills. “okay,” “so-” he put a box on the table and covered it up with his hand. 

“time to re-enter the world?” Seungmin slid a box containing a new phone towards your fingertips. He pushed the box underneath yours and pulled away his to start eating his food. “uh-” you hesitated as your fingers tapped the box. “don’t worry, the only numbers on there are mine, Felix, I.N, Hyunjin and Han.” He assured you after taking a bite of his food. 

“we figured you didn’t really want to be tempted to contact Changbin or Bang Chan anytime soon.” he added. “and Lee Know-well he is just Lee Know” Seungmin joked making you laugh. “thank you.” you pulled the box into your lap and started to unbox the contents. Seungmin ate his food while you pulled out your new phone and popped on the case Seungmin had with it. 

You turned the phone on, and the default wallpaper appeared. You felt your lip tremble, you were always used to seeing Chan’s sleeping face each time you turned your phone on. Seungmin noticed and looked around, “you okay?” he asked and leaned forward on the table. 

“yeah,” you lied. And wiped your face. “i just miss him.” you mumbled. “who?” Seungmin asked, you looked up at him through your tear-filled eyes. Seungmin only nodded in response. “not that he says it out loud” he got up and wrapped his arm around you gently pulling you into a tender embrace. “but he misses you too.” 

You nodded and wiped the tears that rolled down your cheeks. “but-” Seungmin broke his embrace. “-maybe, you should just try to move on from both of them?” he shrugged. “i mean, it obviously didn’t work between any of you, and there is no sense in trying to force it to make sense right?” he added. “but-” you looked at him confused. “your life isn’t a romantic comedy y/n” Seungmin frowned, “real people get hurt really bad in situations like this, and the worst part is it’s not pretend, so no director is going to yell “CUT” and everyone walks away unscathed.”  

Seungmin’s phone rang and he looked at it and sighed, “it’s Chan, it’s probably about the new songs, I have to go.” he frowned. You sat in a deafening silence, Seungmin may have been the second maknae but his words had the most impact. “you going to be okay?” he asked seeing you still sitting down, even as he was about to leave. “yeah.” you nodded and forced a smile. “don’t hate me for what I said.” he frowned. “no, no you’re right” you stood up. “nothing has been going right since the break up and maybe it is time to just cut all ties.” 

“just-don’t do anything stupid okay?” Seung-Min walked forward and pulled you into another hug. “i really got to go” he sighed seeing his phone buzz with more messages from Chan. “i’ll text you and I'll the let the others know you got the phone” he added then left to pay. 

You looked at the phone and waved down the waiter for a to-go box. As soon as you left the restaurant your phone buzzed with text after text from Felix, Han and I.N.  

I.N sent a picture of himself in the studio, as you smiled at his selfie you started to type back a message when you notice blurry in the background was Changbin sitting away from everyone else. His usual friendly and outgoing personality shot down because of you. 

The words of Seungmin repeated in the back of your head, his advice was to move on and give the group a chance to heal and move on as well.  

Opening the app store you downloaded the first dating app that was recommended, as you set up your profile while waiting for the bus, Felix sent another message. This time it was a video of the studio Felix walked around asking each member to wave hello to the camera. When he got to Chan you noticed immediately the paleness in his skin, the dark circles under his eyes and the red in corners showing he has been lacking sleep or was just plain drunk. He wasn’t the Chan you remembered.  

The video cut out and Felix apologized that he was supposed to stop recording after Seungmin. You turned your phone on silent and looked out the bus window at the passing faces. Life looked very different now, and for the first time you felt the responsibility of the part you took in it. 

You wanted to text Chan or Changbin but of course the rest of the members, being one step ahead, didn’t add the numbers and you couldn’t remember it at the top of your head at all. 

The video and picture haunted your dreams and was the only thing you could think of during the quiet moments of the day for the next few weeks. The only distraction you could get was the back and forth messaging you had going on with a match from the dating app you downloaded. He seemed like a pretty sweet guy. He was on his way of getting a degree in engineering which would be a breath of fresh air from musicians.  

Before you knew it, he was asking for the first date, even offering to pay. You agreed hoping the date would end with much needed toe-curling tension breaking intimacy. You didn’t tell any of the boys you were going on the date, because it could get back to Chan or Changbin and you were just doing what Seungmin asked which was moving on. 

The door to your friend's apartment knocked as you finished up your make-up. You grabbed your purse and greeted your guest, who was just as hot in person as he was on his profile. He escorted you to his car where you both drove to a very expensive restaurant. The waiter seated you both and he ordered some kind of white wine.  

The date was going good, very good. He was charming, funny and was sending all the right signals. As you sipped your wine, you looked behind him and noticed a guy who looked just like Changbin but it couldn’t be him, because this guy was in a waiter’s tux and was serving appetizers to the table by the wall.  

You spit your drink out a little and covered your mouth with a napkin. “are you okay?” your date chuckled. “i’m sorry” you apologized “i uh-” you smiled nervously. “i am going to the ladies room really quick” you excused yourself and hurried past the Changbin doppelgänger.  

You pat some cold water on your face as you gained your composure. “you’re on a date with a very hot guy right now y/n” you looked at yourself in the mirror. “and if you play your cards right, his face won’t be the only thing that is hot tonight” you giggled and pat your face with the towel the bathroom tenet handed you. 

You walked out of the bathroom and sat back down, being greeted by his smile. “just needed to compose myself” you lied. The waiter returned and topped off your glass. You clinked the tip of your glass with his and lifted the cup mouth to your lips.  

Your eyes shifted to the waiter who looked like Changbin and you noticed the wallpaper of the girl who was sitting at the table he was serving. Bang Chan in his black beanie with his crooked smirk. The phone went black and you could have sworn in place of the black screen was the last still of Felix’s video of a very distraught Chan.  

“you okay?” the guy asked waving his hand in front of your eyes. You regained focus and shook your head to pull out of the daze. “yeah-uhm” you shifted in your seat. “look I'm sorry but-” you put the napkin on the table and stood up. “the truth is, I was trying to move on from my ex, and my ex best friend but- I think I need to fix those relationships before I can move on to a new one” You thanked him for his time and hurried out the door. 

You grabbed your phone from your pocket and texted Felix immediately. “coming over, is Chan there?” you waved down a taxi when your phone chimed. It was Felix. “sure, we’re all here.” you gave the driver the directions to JYP and frowned, seeing the familiar face of the driver who helped contribute to this chaos when he left you taking your belongings. 

“you better have money for this ride.” the griped as he pulled away from the curb, “you’re the reason I always carry cash now.” you rolled your eyes. You arrived at the JYP building and went to the floor of Chan’s studio. The door was locked, you looked at the pin code and bit your lip. Your finger shook over the keypad as you typed in the date that Chan always used, which was your birthday, the keypad lit up red, you felt your heart sink, he officially changed the number. You sat on the couch across from the door and dropped your head into the palms of your hands. You shouldn’t be surprised but still, the day he made the pin your birthday he said it was because it was his favorite day of the year, because it was the day someone as special as you was brought into this world.  

The elevator opened and Lee Know stepped out pulling you from your thought, he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows and looked around to see if anyone else was around. “what are you doing here?” he put his phone in his pocket. “I-” you looked at Chan’s studio room. Lee Know looked and sighed in disgust. “well, I’m just here to tell my hyung to join us for pizza.” he walked over to the door. “and unlike you-” he covered the pin pad and pressed four buttons. The keypad lit up green and the seal to the door lock broke. “-I’m not locked out” he smirked.  

You rolled your eyes, you knew he was teasing but sometimes his jokes weren’t at the appropriate times. He left the door propped open a little bit, you weren’t sure if it was intentional or not, but you could hear Chan playing, you listened as he sang softly “I can't stop thinkin' 'bout you....Just stay with me.” you heard him stop playing for a moment and converse with Lee Know. A few seconds later Lee Know walked out of the studio and closed the door. He looked at you sympathetically. “you better go.” he frowned and went back to the elevator.  

After he left, you could hear the muffled sounds of Chan still playing the same song. It truly hurt your heart, Chan was in this negative space and it was because of you. “Seungmin is right” you thought, “why am i trying to fix this? i should just leave them all alone.”  You got up and headed to the elevator doors, you pressed the button and as you waited you looked around at the familiar surroundings, it felt like a lifetime since you been in this hall. You touched a picture of the group that was next to the elevator, Changbin clung onto Chan tightly as they both grinned widely, you smiled at the photo, you didn’t notice the soft sound of Chan’s voice had stopped singing. The door to the elevator opened just in time for Chan’s studio door to open too. “Shit” you cursed and ducked into the stairwell. Chan looked around in confusion to why the door was open. Just as he was about to enter your phone chimed loudly it echoed into the empty stairwell. Chan looked around again, you quickly put your phone on silent and hurried down the stairs praying Chan wouldn’t look inside the stairwell.  

You held your breath but after a few minutes the doors remained closed. You opened your text and saw it was from Felix “why are you on the Studio level?” you typed back quickly and pressed send. Your phone vibrated in your pocket; it was Felix calling. You answered and found a seat on one of the steps. “you okay?” his muffled voice broke through. “yeah.” you lied. “Lee know said you were on the studio level?” he chuckled. “yeah, but uh-I'm actually ready to head out I was looking for all of you.” you lied. “you want to join us for pizza?” he asked enthusiastically. You looked at the door a level above. A part of you wanting Bang Chan to come through and pull you into his arms, but an even bigger part of you knew the first step to his healing was changing that pin number. “i’m actually tired, I think I'll go home” you replied and hung up before Felix could convince you otherwise.  

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[soobnny]

ten things bang chan says when he thinks you’re asleep — fluff, established relationship, a tinge of angst

CHAN | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | han | felix | seungmin | jeongin

one. you know what i realized lately? i've been sleeping better. i think it started on the first night you moved in with me. i didn't know sleep could come so easy until i had you next to me. it's really nice to wake up and find you in my arms, too. and i think—i think i wouldn't mind doing this for the rest of my life.

two. your hair is longer these days. i think it suits you a lot, but i think i love it more because it's easier to run my fingers through your hair when you fall asleep on my lap this way, easier to play with them.

three. you used my shampoo today. i don't know why, but that made me love you even more than i did yesterday. maybe it's because my life feels so intertwined with yours this way. you feel closer to me like this. yeah, that must be why.

four. you've worked really really hard to get this far, and it shows. i'm so proud of you, angel. you're doing a great job.

five. i'm learning to love myself more because of you. thank you for loving me as i am. thank you for loving me when i thought i wasn't lovable. i promise i will love myself the way that you love me. promise you'll do the same for me?

six. i'm sorry if i get too in my head sometimes. i'm sorry if i don't listen when you tell me to take breaks. i'm sorry. i'm sorry. i'm sorry. please stay with me. i promise i'm trying. i really am trying.

seven. a song called 'grows old' played on the radio today. it made me think of you. please also hold my heart until it grows old.

eight. you deserve a place in this world. i'm sorry it made you think for a moment that you didn't, but you deserve to take up your spot. someone's life is better because of you, my life is better because you're in it. i've been learning to appreciate small joys because of you. i love you.

nine. if there's no one to lean on, i'm always here.

ten. one day, i'll marry you.

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[writersun]

The kid campers set you up with bang chan (or rather try to)

༉‧₊˚."you’ve never seen chan’s eyes bounce around the room like yours, or see his hands fidget. Was he nervous, and if he was, why?"༉‧₊˚.

Fair warning, I literally have no idea how summer camp works, as I live in Scandinavia, also my first fic on Tumblr, yay how exciting!

!Lowercase intended! not proofread bc i say so

Word count: 528

I also apologize for my English, it's not my first language! Fic under the cut!

✧･ﾟ::*bang chan blurb*✧･ﾟ

༉‧₊˚. because of his leader position, I believe he will become kind of the go-to guy, whenever another counselor needs help. 

so that's obviously, where you come into the picture. after the kids had fun painting with you and hyunjin, their plans, (with the help of hyunjin (yes he ships you too)) were officially set in motion. after having told you that chan wanted to see you, you hurriedly move your way to the music cabin. You couldn't hear any instruments being played, so you took that as a sign to enter. in the cabin, there stood various instruments placed neatly in their right place.

 you don't typically visit the cabin. you tell yourself it’s because you have no interest or reason to visit the music cabin. but the real reason stands before you, in the form of a tall, muscular man, that you might’ve had a crush on since he introduced himself, at the first camp counselor meeting. you stood there as an idiot until he noticed you, and when he did, your eyes danced around the room. once he noticed, his mouth morphed into a slight smirk.

“th-the kids said that you asked for me?” the uncertainty in your tone, made both you and chan chuckle. you walked further into the room, beginning to feel more relaxed. It's not that you didn't feel comfortable around chan, you just didn't want to make yourself seem weird or uncool. “i actually didn't ask for you, but I won't lie and say it isn't a nice surprise” heat rises to your cheeks, as you start to feel embarrassed. “i swear they told me, you wanted to talk” you begin to slowly walk out of the cabin, a quiet ‘guess not’ falls from your lips. just as you reached the doorknob, chan speaks up “ you don’t have to leave, i mean if you don't have anything more to do” you turn around rather quickly, your eyes meeting, he pauses for a moment to make sure you’re comfortable, before he continues “you can just chill with me, if you want to of course?” you’ve never seen chan’s eyes bounce around the room like yours, or see his hands fidget. Was he nervous, and if he was, why?

“sure, i have always wondered what happens in the music cabin” you both chuckle “i apologize for the noise, when the kids first get started with loud instruments, its hard to make them stop” his eyes disappear as he smiles, and you grin as well “i'm sure with the great leadership of christopher bang, the noise will soon become a beautiful symphony” you chuckle while speaking, he playfully scoffs “ yeah right, by the time summer is done, i’ll leave with permanent ear damage” the conversations come to a halt. you realize you’ve never actually had a full conversation with him before, it's nice, so nice, that you don't realize how chans eyes have shifted from a comfortable gaze to him glancing over your shoulder with wide confused eyes. you turn around to look as well,  just in time to hear giggling and a flash of blonde hair in the window.

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