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whydoeseveryonewanttobangchan · 1 year

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🌸 Hold me in your arms… 🌸

✎ Pairing: Chan x reader

✎ Genre: Fluff / Romance / Song-fic

✎ Summary: After years of stolen glances and undisclosed desires, something finally happens between you and Chan after a show.

✎ CW: Quick mention of being in a crowd of people, Ed Sheeran music 💀

✎ Word count: 977

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With a tight grip on your wrist, your friend guides you through the crowd at the end of a Stray Kids concert. Hundreds of people push in different directions, headed for the exits, but you’re headed backstage.

Felix was one of your best friends growing up, and you haven't seen him or his new best friends in what seems like ages. You loved all of them, but you've had a huge crush on Bang Chan for the longest time.

You finally make it out of the sea of people and navigate to the hallway where Felix said a security guard would take you and your friends back. You find the man without much trouble, and you’re directed into a small-ish room filled with the sweaty post-show performers and some miscellaneous furniture. For some reason, an old Ed Sheeran album is playing from some speakers on the far side of the room.

Your friends head over toward Felix but you make your way to the small loveseat, where Chan seems to be headed, too.

He sits down first, placing his hands next to his legs. As you lower yourself onto the couch, Chan’s hand accidentally brushes against your thigh. Both of you blush almost immediately.

Your stare is just long enough for you to briefly examine his dark eyes before you turn your heads down to your respective laps. You try to hide your growing smile and refocus your attention on the rest of the room.

The group conversation carries on steadily. You discuss their tour, how everything's going with the new album, and reminisce on memories from your childhood and years before. Through all of this, you and Chan have small seconds of contact: his arm against yours, his hand against your arm, your hand on his knee, his hand on yours.

The conversation slowly dies and smaller groups branch off to discuss who knows what. You and Chan continue to sit in your original spots in comfortable silence, with his thumb lightly massaging the top of your right hand.

Then the next song comes on. It’s a romantic one you loved as a teen. You immediately feel a shift in the air around you, and it’s clear Chan does too. His thumb stops massaging the back of your hand, and he’s looking at you timidly.

Settle down with me. Cover me up, cuddle me in.

You look at each other more intently now. From a distance, the dark brown of his irises can almost appear completely black, blending in with his pupils. But this close to him, you can make out the different shades of deep brown.

Lie down with me.

Chan swallows deeply. You see his Adam's apple bobbing up and down in his throat, almost in slow motion. He sees your eyes move down for just a second. He blushes and a small smile forms on his lips. He's so beautiful.

And hold me in your arms.

Chan’s thumb restarts the circular motion on the top of your hand. You turn your upper body to face him and he does the same. This moment seems so intimate, so fantastic. How can no one else in the room feel this?

And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck.

Chan runs his left hand up and back down your right arm; goosebumps rise there immediately. His right hand moves towards your face, but hovers just above your skin. You close the distance so his fingertips lightly brush your cheek. His touch is electrifying.

I’m falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.

You take a quick, deep breath to steady yourself. At that moment, Chan seems to realize that he hasn't been breathing at all and takes a deep, shuddering breath. You try and fail to hold back a smile.

Eyes intently watching your face, Chan moves his right thumb across your cheek and pushes some stray hair behind your ear. His left hand moves toward the middle of your back, pulling you closer. It feels like there's no one else in the room, the building, the Earth; just you two.

And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now.

Your arms quickly and smoothly slide to his chest, resting just under his collarbones. Chan runs his right hand back across your cheek, resting it right under your left ear. His thumb traces back and forth right above your jawline.

He tilts his head down so his forehead touches yours. His mouth is so close — you can feel his warm breath on your lips.

Kiss me like you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved.

Your lips barely touch, but Chan leans in to maintain contact. It's sweet and still for a few seconds until you lower your jaw, parting your lips to give him access to your mouth. He eagerly accepts.

This feels like falling in love, falling in love.

Your lips move together slowly, settling into a rhythm. Everything fades away. You can only hear the music and Chan’s heartbeat. Or is that yours? Probably both. You can't concentrate on anything other than his lips. They're so soft, so perfect. He's so perfect.

The kiss doesn't last long in reality, but it feels like a hundred years have passed since you sat down on that couch. With one last peck, you pull back, eyes still shut tight.

You take a deep breath and slowly open your eyes. They meet Chan’s instantly. He rubs your cheek once more, and the most beautiful, genuine, excited, loving smile you have ever seen crosses his lips — and you can’t help but beam right back at him.

The kiss was perfect. The moment was perfect.

He was perfect.

Falling in love.

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chriscentric · 2 years

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lipstick prints.

a/n ; i haven’t written anything in so long i’ve gotten rustyyy but i cant stop thinking about chris with a face full of lipstick prints after a kissing session omg i love him <3 also english is not my first language so pardon me !! ><

Chris is happy, way happier than he had ever been in his entire life.

Well, that may be an exaggeration but he currently feel as if he is floating on cloud nine from the comfort of him and his lover’s shared bed.

“baby stop moving!” he can’t help it, not when the love of his life is pulling giggles after giggles from him as time goes by. Chris can feel his face turning bright red from the excessive giggling and the little twinge of embarrassment that are coursing through his veins.

You on the other hand, absolutely loves it when this happen, the scene that are currently unfolding just so happen to be an ultimate weakness of yours. A smiley chris with a face full of lipstick prints thanks to your ongoing kissing session and also your newly bought designer lipstick. The whole scene started as innocent as it could be, really, from what you could recall, all you wanted to see was how bright and pigmented the lipstick is and chris just so happen to be your #1 target for your experiment at the moment.

“baby if you dont stop moving, i swear i am not going to give you anymore kisses for the next two days!” you warn him. “okay okay! fine, i’ll surrender!” he pouts.

Honestly, all he ever wanted in this world is to savour the closeness that both of you rarely gets with each other. And if ‘savouring the closeness’ means having thousands of hard to wash off lipstick prints all over his face and also pretends to run away from your cute and endearing affection, he is more than willing to.

#LOL WHAT IS THSISBKAJS #NOT PROOFREAD OBV #idek how to end this lol #bangchan fluff #straykids fluff #straykids drabble #stray kids soft thoughts #stray kids x reader #bangchan x reader #straykids imagines #bangchan soft hours #straykids soft hours #skz fluff

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lino-jagiyaa · 1 year

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Skater boi - Bang Chan

Pairing: childhood best friend!bangchan x female reader

Genre: Best friend to lovers trope, mutual pining, non idol au

Warnings: swearing, mentions of smoking (weed), (Mostly fluff + angst so dw)

Word count: 270

Synopsis: you never thought you would catch a crush on your best friend but times have changed. you both are all grown up and everything is different now

Notes: characters are aged down a bit in this (about 5 years lol - chan is 20/reader is the same) so hopefully this isn’t too confusing

extra note: and yes i know, i’m starting so many writings and haven’t finished a bunch but i needed something to post lol and this has been in my drafts since september 🤦🏽‍♀️

song rec - serendipity by bts

send an ask to be tagged in the full fic! | this is just a preview/prologue

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when the weather starts to cool and the sky starts to gray, your favorite thing to do is go skating with your best friend chris. skating through the park, along the train station, and the occasional smoke sesh when you both need a little break from everything and everyone. except each other of course.

as the years went by and you both began to grow into the young adults you are today, you started to see a different side of him.

maybe a better one than before.

the two of you have been best friends since you were little. neighbors since you can remember. you can’t even think of a time where the two of you weren’t together. through the good times and the bad.

he was always there. always by your side.

by the time you both had reached high school, around grade 10. you started catching feelings for him. you had a crush on him for the longest time. this aching feeling for him but you could never convince yourself it was the right thing to do. nor found the right time to confess.

you couldn’t tell him either. you felt as though it would ruin your life long friendship and that was the last thing you wanted.

he was the only friend that really stuck. chris was always so kind, so caring. watching over you and always making sure you were okay and accounted for.

always knowing how to cheer you up. always finding the right words. he healed you in a way. a feeling indescribable with words.

he felt like home. he was your home.

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#linojagiyaa #bang chan x reader #stray kids drabbles #stray kids fluff #stray kids angst #bangchan soft hours

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skzcoffeemachine · 1 year

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Poetry

You sat far away from him towards the other side of the room as he enjoys his time with Stays on Channie's room, once again. But ofc, he was in perfect view.

His dimly lit room and purple led - it was your comfort space - and him, as well, obviously.

You watched him talk so passionately about LOLs and baby pictures and the trailers and spoilers, basically enjoying his well deserved time with his beloved stays. But you find yourself hearing less and less of what he was talking about, as your eyes went from his lips to his eyes to his face to his well toned body, clad in a fitted tee shirt.

This is the Bahng Christopher Chan that has everyone on their knees. And he was yours.

But why...?

Lips - pink and luscious that curves into a smile that brightens up the dark room.

Eyes - dark, hides many a story but twinkles so bright when around people they love.

Face - might be a sculpture's dream or we can say, it was one, personally sculpted by the Creator himself.

Shoulders - carries such responsibilities, is that why they are wide as one of the greatest seas?

Hands - lends them to anyone and everyone who needs it, is that way they are so soft yet strong at the same time?

You are the closest to heaven that I'll ever be..

Babe.

“Babe.. You with me? ”, he smirked nudging you out of your trance, making you blush all over the place.

If anyone could make you blush, it was him.

“ what were you thinking about? " He asked, walking over to his desk to reorganise after the live.

But you were focused on his silhouette against the wall.

Too perfect to be mine.

Insecurity had always been a big demon in your life and you have always tried so hard to overcome it. Yet, it comes out to haunt every once in a while. And most of the time, it is related to your worth.

Do you even deserve him?

“Do I even deserve you, Chan? ” you blurted out , regretting the second those words left your lips.

He paused for a moment, probably taken aback, because this was the first time you ever doubted your worth in front of him.

You were always so careful to not let him figure out your insecurities and anxieties, because that would be such a deal breaker in a relationship. And as far as you knew him, he would be worried about you and that is the least you want him to feel.

He came over and squatted down in front of you to meet you at eye level. You felt like his eyes were analysing your soul, when he gazed into yours. You had to come clean.

“I've always felt insecure about myself, Chan. I tried my best to feel secure and confident in myself, in my worth. I am always trying. I never want to be that insecure girlfriend. But it always comes back like this”

“Thank you for telling me, love”.

You were expecting a surprised look and a question “why would you say that? ” back. But to your surprise, you were greeted with a smile.

He knew.

He noticed your nibbling at your cuticles whenever a suspense scene come up on screen. He noticed the beads of sweat building up on your forehead and the relentless shaking of your legs, while you both wait for his health examination results. But he never addressed it, seeing how you played it off in front of him, trying to be a reliable source of strength for him. He was waiting for you to trust him enough to confide in it, since he knew you view it as your weakness.

“but how? ”, you asked in a low voice, head hung low.

“I've liked you since the day I first saw you, ” he held your chin up with his hand, “I wanted to know every part of you since that day. Of course, I noticed”, he said, kissing your forehead.

That kiss felt like it took off years and years of insecure feelings of worthlessness and replaced it with love and security.

“ I wish you were just a human, Chan”, you said, eyes fixated on his hand that was on your knee, “I wish I didn't look at you and see poetry like I do now”.

He bursted out in a soft laughter.

Squeezing your cheeks together, he said “Do you know you are the cutest human I've ever known? And I've known some very cute humans in my life. But you,my lady,are my angel sent just for me” and he kissed your pouted lips, before engulfing you in a bear hug, Channie's style.

#bangchan x reader #bangchan #bangchan × y/n #chan imagines #stray kids #skz headcanons #bangchan soft hours #bangchan scenarios #bangchan fluff #Spotify

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chanshoesunite · 1 year

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24 Days of CHRISMAS: Day 4

Content info: bang chan x fem!reader, Chan being whipped for YN, fluffy like Chan's hair

Word count: 393

Warnings: just two people in love, kissing

You can feel Chan staring at you, and you glance away from the TV to look at him. He is beaming at you, watching your face carefully. “What?”

He just keeps grinning. “I love watching you watch something you enjoy. You are so very beautiful when you’re happy.” He laughs his high-pitched laugh that you can’t get enough of, and you can’t help but join in.

You’re currently watching your favourite film, “What We Do In The Shadows”. You’ve seen it countless of times, but still find it hilarious. Chan wasn’t really going to watch because he still has some work to do on his laptop, which is propped up on his knees, but apparently, your happy expression is more enticing than paperwork.

You feel a blush creeping into your cheeks. “Stop it, you’re making me self-conscious,” you whine, and Chan’s smile dims a little bit.

“I’m sorry,” he apologises, “I’ll stop if it makes you uncomfortable. But I’d rather not. I love looking at you.”

You swat at him playfully with your sweater paw, and he catches it and pulls so you lose your balance and fall into his lap, almost smashing the laptop, but Chan manages to drop it onto the seat next to him just in time, a breathless laugh accompanying the motion. Once stable in his lap, you boop your nose against his, and his smile widens again.

“Hi,” he whispers, and then he leans in to kiss you. Kissing Chan is everything. Sure, sex is great and all, but sometimes you’re both just too tired or can’t be arsed to actually take off your clothes, or, like now, you actually have something else to do.

But you love each other just so damn much. So, you just snuggle up, you in his lap, and kiss. You know his body like the back of your hand, know how to drive him wild, but this? This is the ultimate comfort.

His plush, soft lips, sliding against yours like they were made to fit together, his tongue, slipping into your mouth, dancing with yours. His hands, tangled in your curls, caressing your cheeks. His teeth, nibbling on your lower lip. His breathing, mixing with yours, his soft sighs, his taste.

This is home.

And you lose yourself in the comfort of his kiss as in the background, the film plays on.

~Day 5~

#24 days of chrismas #author hare #tortoise is SOFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT AAAHHHHHH love this!!!!#bangchan drabble #bangchan soft hours #skz imagines #bangchan imagines #bang chan imagines #bang chan scenarious #bang chan drabble

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jdopes-recorder · 1 year

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No but imagine Chan's reaction to you snorting when you laugh

He probably did something super cringey again and it was so unexpected you let your snort out and then he's gonna call you "my little piggy" and tease you a bit (as long as you're okay with it). Even though he may not say it, he finds it so adorable, it becomes one of his favorite things about you. He tries to catch you off guard with something funny to hear it whenever he can <33

#just some random thoughts #stray kids #skz #skz thoughts #bangchan #chan #bangchan thoughts #skz drabbles #stray kids drabbles #bangchan drabbles #chan drabbles #skz soft hours #bangchan soft hours #loml

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bandgie · 4 months

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CHAN soft thought:

I keep thinking about Chan cuddles and kisses while cuddling on the bed when he hears soft whimpers from his girl, because she's on her period and due to that she has really bad back pains to the point it hurts when she walks or moves and she starts to cry because of it (I used to get pains like this)

Chan gets so worried that he rubs her back, which seems to help, so he just starts messaging her and keeps asking her if she's feeling okay.

babe STOP! im literally on my period as we sppeaakkkkk. lower back pain during pms is so real :(

chan! is such a giver, you don't even have to tell him. I think about that video a lot where someone talked about their period and he said "get some chocolates, something warm on your stomach, etc etc." like omg okay king??

chan! who asks where it hurts, what he can do to make it better! even if you think you're burdening him by asking for a massage, no you are not! he's such a good lover (and good person in general) it would upset him more if you didn't tell him

chan! who goes shopping for you to get your period cravings and buy more pads/tampons/cups if you run out. he's absolutely the type to send pictures/facetime you and ask "which one?" and he would buy an extra just in case

this is canon cuz he's my bf irl

#thank you crabrangoongirl25 ily #bangchan!#skz bangchan #skz soft thoughts #skz soft hours #skz chris #stray kids chris #christopher bang #bangchan soft thoughts #bangchan soft hours #skz ask

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pastelracha · 2 years

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Helloooo, I JUST saw the seungmin ask and I remembered that on my campus there is a library and the 6th floor it's always empty, it only has like one theatre room that people use for thesis presentations (and in few occasions at the end of the semester) but other than that it's completely empty, cuz its not equipped with books, it only has big tables and people usually use it to sleep or laze around but it gets my mind running, imagine going there with Chris, a silent and cozy place with big windows that have awesome views of different gardens all around, a rainy day and having to do a project? The 6th floor with the cute guy it's a good option, being responsible at the beginning doing the work but then??? Being too close, rain outside, maybe getting closer and talking in whispers could be an option, legs touching, looking at each other's lips, soft touches, maybe say fuck it and having a lazy lazy make our sesh, messy and cute sitting in his lap, him kneading your thighs spending so much time there that it's just too much tension to not do anything about it. ........ tempting

YALL READ MY MIND ABOUT RAINY WEATHER AND SMELL OF BOOKS !!!!! (I just love autumn and the cosy way too much)

Christopher would be a trash for this kind of make out sess with the sound of rain in the back, almost creating a beat in his head while kissing you, his hands running on your thighs, squeezing your ass cheeks time to time.

Your whimpers creating one more sounds he wanted to sample for a song (for him only). The smell of your perfume mixing with the rest of his hot chocolate creating such a cosy situation.

He would rut his bulge on your inner thigh trying to relave himself. Groaning on the skin of your collarbone .. Chris would love making out with you in the empty floor of the library, testing if you would let him take you right here on the sofa.

#bangchan hard hours #bangchan hard thoughts #bangchan soft hours #bangchan smut #skz smut

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catiuskaa · 3 months

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you asked me to stay. [Not yet].

PAIRING! idol!bangchan x reader

SUMMARY: even if idols 'don’t date fans', there are no rules against a little bit of teasing, and so it happens that Mr Bang Chan here really likes your kind of thinking.

WC: 4.1k

CW: starts off fluffy, then angsty if you squint?, but develops into a (short but still) spicy NSFW. lol, the triangle of (fan)fiction! not gonna say anything else cause I don’t want to spoil it, teehee. Have fun! (I did!)

REQUESTED! here by my sweet 'n spicy baby @sharonxdevi, hope you like my take on it! <3

A/N: wanted to pop down here as a reminder that just because the setting is a fan meeting and yada yada, this work is still unrelated to Channie as an idol. now, please keep reading! I really like how this one turned out 🤭

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He's so sweet.

You kept giggling and blushing like an idiot, but how couldn't you? The Christopher Bang was right before you, smiling and laughing at the lame jokes you blabbered as a blush surely creeped out, your face a deep shade of a pinkish tone.

“Oh, and I wanted to mention that you look so amazing in your performances! You have me addicted, Chan.” You giggled.

He chuckled, blushing lightly, raising a hand to his mouth, half covering it. “Really?”

You could melt at the sight of him.

“Yeah! I’ve watched all your fancams.” You nodded with enthusiasm.

His laughs turned louder, his ears red. “I feel so shy knowing someone as pretty as you watches me dance so much.”

…

You blinked, your eyes wide.

As what?

He cheeked his tongue, eyeing at you sheepishly.

Oh. So he knew what he was doing.

You smirked softly. Your change in attitude made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

“One minute.”

You eyed at the suited man that came to talk to Chan and smiled. He left back to his position, and you leaned closer to the idol.

“Just have to say, that tongue of yours?” You chuckled, and to him, it was one fo the most enticing sounds he had heard in a while. “Keep it in your mouth if you don’t want STAY to act up.”

There was a bubbly feeling in your stomach that only heightened when you watched his face displaying raw surprise.

You were about to combust in spontaneous fire because, well, you just flirted with an idol, a real famous one, that is, but then, he smirked, leaning even closer to you. You could feel his breath on the shell of your ear. His hand softly took yours, and your breath hitched as he snickered playfuly, making you feel a shiver travel down your spine.

“I’m thinking there are far more interesting places where I could keep it.” He grinned in a teasing tone, staring at your lips for a second, licking his own. “But I’m obedient. I’ll keep my mouth shut if you say so.” He stated lowly, his eyes locked on yours. …

Oh.

OH.

MY GOD.

He squeezed your hand, sitting back again. His face was covered by a shade of red, and he couldn’t exactly place what had taken over him.

For a moment, he bit his lip, wary of your reaction, considering you hadn’t so much as muttered anything, frozen in your place.

But then you chuckled, struggling to grasp what had just happened, and his whole body relaxed when you squeezed his hand too.

“Bet. You won’t.” You snickered, standing up, siren eyes staring down at him as you moved away, allowing the next person’s turn.

He winked at you as you left.

W-What had just happened?

Your mind felt fuzzy.

Had Bang Chan just done the triangle method on you?

Chan stared at your back before facing the person in front of him.

He could’ve sworn he had seen you before.

[♦️☆🔒☆♦️]

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

Chan grimaced at Hyunjin, sinking his head back on the pillow in his hotel room.

“Leave him alone, Jinnie.” Yongbok frowned slightly. “But I have to say. Not the smartest move, mate.”

Chan sighed in frustration. “I know, I know.”

And it was because he knew that he didn’t dare to say, but just thinking about you, he also knew for a fact that he wouldn’t hesitate on doing it again. Had he had the opportunity, maybe even more.

But idols don’t do that.

Because it is for a reason that idols don’t date fans. Marketing? 100%. Sure. But it also protected them from scandals and such. Or that’s what Chan liked to say to himself.

Felix felt a bit guilty. Chan had gotten scolded by almost all the members now, some who went more ballistic than others —like Hyunjin, who still was fuming, claiming that if Chan was going to do something forbidden, he could’ve said something better than that—, but he looked at the fellow Australian and stood up, laying his small hand on Hyunjin’s shoulder.

The taller one stopped his rambling against Chan and his alleged lack of creativity regarding flirting, and his eyes softened, looking at Yongbok.

“Give the man a break.” Felix smiled softly. “He understands what he’s done. He’s a big boy. Right, Channie?”

The big boy lazily raised his hand from the bed, not moving his head from the pillow as he hummed and raised his thumb.

“This bitch—” Hyunjin started, threatening to throw a pillow at the older one, but Felix quickly pushed him away, taking him back to their room.

Finally alone after what seemed like a lifetime, Chan turned around, staring at the ceiling.

He covered his face with his hands.

Reckless. Stupid, reckless idiot.

It had to be past twelve when he got tired of waiting for sleep to get to him. That never happened anyways. So he stood up with a groan, yawning out of boredom, quickly fetching a jacket and heading to the elevators with slow steps.

He got in and slowly started to put on his beanie and his mask, which wouldn’t really make a difference if someone recognized him, still, it gave him some reassurance. But then, the elevator stopped barely two floors after he got in.

His whole body tensed up.

He recognized who stepped in, messy hair, funny slippers and padded jacket on.

He knew who that was, because he had been right.

He had seen you before.

“Oh.” You smiled, and he could tell by the small wrinkles in your eyes, because the bottom half of your face was hidden by the jacket’s high neck. “Good night.” You mumbled softly.

He nodded. He was afraid you’d recognize him. He was unsure of what to do himself —or if he should do anything—, he couldn’t even think of how you would react. And just the idea that you wouldn’t like seeing him there made him hide his face more in his dark mask, so instead, he fidgeted with his room card, not daring to look at you for too long.

“Trouble sleeping?” You pondered in a kind tone. He nodded again, and you smiled. He had to hold back the impulse of lowering your jacket just so he could see your bright features, the ones that had charmed him so much barely a couple of hours ago.

“Same here.” You muttered, and he could’ve sworn that your voice alone, warm and soothing, could singlehandedly lull him to sleep in a heartbeat. “Walking helps though, don’t you think?”

He, again, just managed to nod. But for some reason, your presence didn’t make him feel guilty for not talking. In the middle of the night nothing seemed to have any rules between you two and the four walls of the elevator.

“Sorry, am I bothering you?” You asked in a murmur.

It was the first time he shook his head no, vigorously so, and you blushed lightly, smiling.

“Good to know.” You grinned, chuckling softly. The elevator dinged, arriving to the last floor. Chan held back a frustrated groan, yearning to keep hearing your voice.

“Have a good night.” You smiled, but his hand softly took yours.

“Huh?” You muttered softly.

Chan struggled. Fuck, shit, fuck. He had done that completely out of reflex. He didn’t know what to say, and just scrathed the side of his face, staring at your linked hands.

He shook his head once more, asking you to stay.

To you, you already had the weird feeling that you knew him. But he touched your hand, and something from it felt shockingly familiar.

Now, you could’ve sworn you had seen him before.

“What is it?” You asked, your voice coated in something sweet, something that Chan suddenly wanted to taste. “Would you like to walk with me?”

He nodded eagerly. And you grinned sheepishly.

You two crossed through the hotel main’s hall nonchalantly, and Chan just followed you, intriegued that you hadn’t taken the main entrance door to exit.

“Trust me,” you muttered, smiling. He felt it was scary that he would, in a heartbeat. “The gardens are so much better.”

You took his hand. A motion completely out of reflex, that both of you only allowed yourselves to yearn for in silence.

You grinned at him, turning around, and his breath hitched, lips parted beneath his mask when he realized how close you were.

You opened a black door to your right with a soft push of your body.

The hotel gardens at night were like a dream. The moonlight turned everything into a soft, magical scene. Tall trees swayed quietly, and you could hear crickets and leaves rustling. There was a small lake below it, its water calm, that reflected the image above it like a mirror, moon and stars glistening on the clear surface.

Even if Chan was only looking at the glow through your eyes.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” You grinned.

You stared back at him. Something in his eyes reminded you of someone you knew. A peculiar someone, that is.

He hummed in agreement, and your smile widened.

“Shall we?” You giggled in a murmur, letting him step outside before you.

There was a warmth in the night that ushered Chan to take off his mask and hat.

But he didn’t dare to. Not yet.

You two walked alongside, hands and knuckles brushing against each other, and the idol allowed himself to grin as you smiled, looking at the flowers that decorated the place. It was the first time in his life that he had found solace in the shared silence of insomnia.

With a swift motion, he surrendered. He felt like it wasn’t fair to know who you where if you didn’t —or couldn’t— recognize him. To hell with it, he thought, taking his hat and mask off.

But, much to his surprise, you didn’t so much as glance at him. You just snickered when he sighed, sounding happier, breathing in the sudden cold breeze that swooshed in the garden.

“Better, huh?” You mumbled in light amusement.

He smiled, shoving his hidden identity in his pockets.

“Much.” Chan muttered.

His heart beat loudly on his ears. He could feel it pulsating rapidly, waiting for the moment where you would turn to face him.

But you weren’t, just strolling down the stone path, callously ignoring his nervous demeanour.

He was about to stop and move you, but instead, your hand took his again.

And then you squeezed it lightly. Much like he had done a couple of hourse ago.

His breath hitched. He stopped walking.

“Chan?” You smiled.

He felt chaos unravel inside him, his cheeks blushing, his palms getting sweaty, and his heart giddily beating in his chest.

Another rush of soft air crossed through the hotel’s gardens, making your hair move with it. He could smell your light scent, something that felt warm inside him, something that he felt could lull him asleep.

You grinned.

“Hi.”

He chuckled lowly. He hadn’t let go of your hand. A part of him didn’t want to. Not yet.

“Hi.”

He saw you blush under the moonlight, not knowing his red-tinted cheeks were more obvious than yours.

“What’s a boy as pretty as you doing in a place like this?”

…

He blinked, his eyes wide.

As what?

He saw you cheek your tongue, doe eyes looking at him teasingly.

Oh. So you knew what you were doing.

He chuckled, thinking that was going to be all your teasing.

“Judging by how long it took for you to talk, I guess you did mean to keep your end of the deal.”

“Huh?” He inquired softly.

“You know.” You bit your lip and blushed a bit more, making him more interested, taking a step towards you without realizing. “Keeping your mouth shut. Like the obedient boy you are.”

He started breathing heavily, a low laugh rolling off his tone.

“Oh, yeah?” His smirk was only powered by yours. “I must say, I can be quite rebellious.”

“Really?” You snickered, feeling his hand squeeze yours again.

“Very.” He gulped. His bravado only lasted for so much, and deep inside, he was equally scared as curious.

He wanted to keep going. He wanted you to stay.

“Are you trying to prove it?” You mocked cheekily.

He stared at your lips, his breath felt heavy. “Would you like me to prove it?”

His hand threatened to reach for your cheek, but it was you who finally held it and moved it towards your face.

“Bet.” You giggled. “You won’t.”

The night air was crisp as your eyes, deep and expressive, locked with his, inviting and enticing, a secret to be held in them. His hair, often styled with flair, rested curly and messy, but you couldn’t help but get lost in the untamed beauty that he portrayed. Not even his lips gently grazing yours could wipe either of your smiles under the moonlight.

And then, for a moment, it wasn’t gentle.

Maybe it was because he sighed against your lips, or maybe it was because you followed an impulse and bit his lower lip, but then it got twisted. Tongues danced with one another, fighting for dominance in a burst of sudden passion.

“C-chan,” you gulped, arms traveling to his nape, playing with his hair. It made him weak.

“Chris,” he sighed, yearning to taste your lips again. And again. He didn’t want to stop. Not yet. “Call me— call me Chris.”

You chuckled. “Only if you call me…”

You were going to tease him, but your ideas suddenly flew away form your mind when he started peppering kisses on your neck, grazing your skin with his teeth.

“What?” He snickered. “A pet name of sorts?” He was teasing you, and he was so enjoying it, tasting the weirdly sweet and enticing flavour of your skin in his lips. “Would you like that, princess?” God, he needed more.

You bit your lip, holding back sounds behind heavy breaths, and he patted your thighs, making you jump into his arms without hesitation. Quickly, he moved the both of you, pinning you against the wall closest to you.

“C-chan…” He bit your skin slightly harder. “Chris! Ah, Chris…!”

“F-fuck…” He muttered. “I… I can’t…” He leaned his head in the crook of your neck, now covered in small and red lovebites. “You smell so good.”

You pecked his forehead, trying to catch your breath, your hands stroking his soft hair.

“Not here, right?” You smiled, soothing, comprehensive. His heart softened.

He nodded, sighting against your neck. He let go of your legs, allowing you to stand back on your feet tenderly.

“I’m sorry….?” Chan mumbled shyly. You giggled, brushing it off.

You were about to say something, but then the gravel cracked under someone’s weight. One that wasn’t either of you.

He tensed up under your arms.

You sighed. “Move!” You ushered in a whisper.

He frowned, his eyes darting from you and from where the sound had come from.

“But you—”

“Chan!” You pushed him away, hiding him behind another wall, and quickly took your phone from the pocket of your jacket, zipping back up what Chris had lowered.

“Who’s in there?”

Chan’s breath haltered.

You had hid him just a wall more, meaning that if the security guard found any of you, chances were that he wouldn’t be caught. You would.

You both held your breathing, hands interlinked even if your bodies were as far away as they could to do so, your heartbeats quickening in sync.

And then, it was just silence for a minute, the gravel cracked below the security guard’s feet, and he left as sudden as he had arrived.

You legs felt like jelly, and you let your back fall down the wall, ending up sitting on the floor with a huff.

“You were going to get in trouble.” Chris muttered.

You looked at him from the floor. The moonlight highlightened his lean figure and charismatic features.

You nodded. “It wouldn’t be me who’d get in the worst of it.” You smiled softly.

He nodded with you.

“We should go before it gets too late.”

Just before heading back together to the elevators, you looked to the reception, and grinned softly.

The elevator back up felt more silent than usual. And for some reason that could speak and make him blush, Chan missed the sound of your voice.

“Good night, Chris.”

It wasn’t going to be a good night.

Not after that interruption, which not only scared the shit out of him, but also made him rethink everything he was doing with you.

Chan arrived back to his room. After half an hour of mindlessly staring at the nightsky through the window, someone knocked on the door.

Could it be you? Chris blushed at the thought.

He opened the door to find nothing. Then, he looked to the floor, and found a mug of hot chocolate and a small note.

may have taken a peek to your room card before. i had fun tonight! see you tomorrow? xoxo, your princess.

He grinned.

Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad night after all.

[♦️☆🔓☆♦️]

When he woke up the morning after, his mouth still tasted like chocolate.

There had been nothing that could wipe the silly grin on his face that day. Not his packed schedule, not the knowledge that they had to go back home and it would be his last night there, not the fact that Han had come into his room just to look for his missing sock —which, for obvious reasons, he never found there—, not the fact that Hyunjin was still bitter with him because of what he had named the ‘pretty girl disaster’ —which Chan intended to tell you just to see if you’d laugh like he had imagined.

His mind was filled to the brim with thoughts of you.

Your flavoured chapstick, your sweet scent, the way you mumbled his name —his real one, that is—, how your eyes glowed under the moonlight, how his hands fit perfectly in the curves of your waist.

He sighed happily for the upteenth time that day, coming out of the shower.

But then, Minho came in to his room.

“Hyung.” He started, and his low tone didn’t seem to bring good news.

Chan nodded, waiting for him to continue.

“I know I’m not really good at these things, but I think you should see this.”

The dancer handed him the phone, and Chan turned pale.

It was a picture taken from last night. Chan’s silhouette was fairly obvious, slightly pixelated and hidden by his beanie and his mask. And right in front of him, back facing the camera, was you, your hand holding his.

“So it is you. That’s what I thought,” Minho mumbled. “A random number sent it to Hyunjin. He saved the picture and blocked it, but we thought you should know.”

“Did they know it was me?” Chan stuttered.

The cat owner shook his head, and Chan was able to breathe normally again. “They thought it had been me with Jisung.”

It was there when Chan’s daydreaming faltered.

His thoughts started spinning, not knowing how or where to start.

Would you know about this?

What would you do?

“Hyung.” Minho sighed. “We’re leaving tomorrow.”

And Chan hadn’t been able to grasp that, but someone did.

The same someone who knocked on his door at night.

“Guys, you have your own cards.” Chan muttered, opening the door.

But it hadn’t been any of the guys.

“Hi.” You let out in a sight, panting.

Had you ran your way there?

“Hi.” He mumbled weakly.

“Can I…?” He opened the door for you, and quickly closed it back. He turned his back to you, his eyes wide and his heart going crazy.

“Chris.” You mumbled.

He turned around to face you.

“You asked me to stay last night and I went with you to the gardens.” You huffed. “But I want to stay here with you tonight.”

He blinked, passing a hand through his wavy hair. You were there. In front of him. Speaking. God, he had to concentrate.

“We’ll make a deal.” You breathed slowly, staring deeply into his eyes, yearning to know the secrets hidden behind them. “I’ll leave this here.”

You gently plopped your phone on the table near the door to his room. He was still standing there, as if frozen, pyjama pants on and only a bathrobe covering his lean and toned chest.

“A pretty man called Hyunjin came to me talking about some picture,” you started softly. “But yesterday didn’t happen so I’d ruin a man’s career.” His eyes followed how you raised your hands and smiled, and he couldn’t help but smile back.

“It’s off.” Your voice lowered, and he got slightly closer, as if wanting to hear you better. “The phone, I mean. Feel free to check it.”

Surprisingly, he just stared at it, then smiled cheekily, heading towards you.

Your eyebrows shot up and you felt deliciously small under his new-formed grin, and how his hands cradled your face.

He pecked your lips with a yearning sigh.

“I missed you.”

You blushed.

“You can have me all night.” Your smile made him feel butterflies on his stomach. “Just me and you.”

He kissed you again, longer this time.

His frame slowly caged you against the door, and he broke the kiss, stroking your cheeks. His body was pressed up against yours, his lips parted as he breathed softly, taking you in. He could feel heat running down his body just by the feeling of you back in his arms, and the only thought that he had clear is that he couldn't hold back anymore.

He needed to kiss you, again, and again, and again. He needed to figure out what you tasted like. He needed to have you. Your hands had gone back to where they had been the night before, and the way you stared at his lips threatened to make him fall to his knees.

His eyes were glued on your lips, and not long after, his mouth followed.

Chris’ heart was pounding against his chest, and he knew for a fact that he had never felt this way before. Never in his whole life. The more he tasted your lips, the kiss almost as passionate as your first one, the more you ruined him, claiming him as yours, making him addictied to the way you sighed and grinned as he moved your bodies to the bed, the hotter his body became.

He fell with you on the matress, and much to his surprise, you moved your bodies, sitting on his lap, taking a groan out of him.

“Such a beauty,” you mumbled, almost to yourself rather than him. “All for me, huh?” You smirked.

The whole world was hazy, the only thing that was clear was your body and your words. Just hearing your voice saying those words to him made him shiver, a shiver that he never experienced before.

He smirked too, and sighed when you untied his bathrobe, your hands roaming freely wherever you wanted to, stroking his chest, claiming him with kisses, the soft colour that they left behind, pink due to your lipstick, and the soft scratches of your nails, that made him bite his lip to keep his sounds hidden.

“Nuh-uh.” You tutted at him with a smile.

He snickered. “Oh, princess. Two can play that game.”

His hands pinned you down against the bed, his lips quickly going back to yours.

“You said I needed to keep my tongue to myself, and I promised that I would” He grinned, almost menacingly, lowering himself, trailing kisses down your body, discarding your underwear.

“I intend to break that promise.”

Maybe you and him would be difficult.

But he had asked you to stay, and you did. And he didn’t want to stop trying. Not yet.

[♦️☆🔒☆♦️]

~Kats, who did most of this in a hospital bed (‘m okay now dw) but fell asleep and didn’t publish it, lol. I LOVED THIS IDEA POOKIE TYSM !!

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tinyqu0kka · 1 month

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"WILL YOU PEEL MY ORANGE?"

Requested no/yes Genre fluff 1k words ⭒˳ 𔘓⭒˳゜ Pairing OT8 x reader -> ' peel my orange ' theory ᧔ ✿ ᧓ Format headcanons ⭒˳ ☾ 𝅄 ۫ ☆ ִ⊹ ٭゜

How they'd peel your orange for you & if they hesitate to do it or not !!

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BANGCHAN

• Okay chan def has no problem doing things for you

• if you're sick and ask him to get you some fruit, your favorite, without asking him to do it the way you like it (if you like it cut in a certain way or sum) then he will

• he remembers how you like your foods or drinks a certain way so you don't need to ask him

• ask him to open a candy wrapper for you and he'll do it

• he'll probably ask if you're okay though because you usually don't ask him to do stuff like that and you seemed fine

• he opens the candy and even plops it in your mouth

• "say ahhh" and does his cute little eye smile and giggle I'm sobbing

• idk he's a keeper, if you ask him he'll do it even if he gives you a look of concern or confusion lol

MINHO

• you don't even have to ask him most of the time.

• if he's getting himself a snack or sum he'll bring you back some too because acts of service definitely a love language of his.

• "no it's okay I'm not thirsty, thank you though." Too bad, here's your drink 🧍🏻‍♀️

• just quietly sets down a bowl of oranges, already peeled and the white stuff picked out (the root white stuff ykwim?)

• you're confused because you never asked for a bowl of oranges but hey, how could you complain?

• babe, just thank him and eat them happily he will love that you appreciate his affection gesture.

• same with drinks, if he's out getting himself a drink on the way back from somewhere he'll get you something he knows you like or your favorite

• you can say no you're fine all you want

• he doesn't care babe, drink up and be happy

• idk he's just sweet like that n wants you to know in other ways that isn't verbal that he really does care about you and love you.

CHANGBIN

• Like Minho, if it helps you out in some way he does mind doing it

• bin will jokingly whine at first though if you ask him to pick something up for you or open a bottled drink you can open yourself

• don't be fooled though

• he lovvessss feeling like you need him and like he's useful

• he's so loud

• "wha!? Wha!? You want me to open it for you?....okay, here !!!>////< " He's so cute please

• "can you pick that up for me please, Binnie?" "Hm? Oh, yeah!" Picks it up without questions and gives it to you with a tiny smile

• cutie patootie alert !!!!

HYUNJIN

• "...why?" Acts clueless, because he is lol

• like oh,, you want him to turn a book page for you because...your hand is tired ?????

• shit he'll still do it but he will "you okay? You're okay? Oh...um, okay." Flips the page and moves on with his life.

• it doesn't bother him, not all

• he thinks it's cute you're asking him to do such simple things he knows you can do yourself

• he may not know the motive behind it but hey, if it makes you happy then it's whatever 🤸🏻‍♀️

• jin night complain sometimes when you ask him to do something but he means well

• just loves complaining....and being dramatic because what's the fun in not???

• dw he'll still help you out, even if it's reaching something that you can very obviously reach 🧍🏻‍♀️ (he's stupidly in love w you).

JISUNG

• he's so cutie ugh

• definitely does it without hesitation or questioning

• like you want him to take your shirt out/off of your drawer/hanger for you? Okay sure, no problem babe.

• he's just happy to help and be there please😭

• if it's like...really weird he'll give you a very questioning and confused look because wtf?? You want him to...take your stinky socks off..for you???

• erm....okayyy....then he'll slowly take it off like if he does it a little too fast a bomb will explode or sum idk🤸🏻‍♀️

• "hm? You want me to..put, these rings on your fingerrr..?? Oh okay, mhm!!!" Happily chooses a few rings and happily puts them on the finer he things looks best !! >.<

• idk what you expected

• if it makes you giggle and smile and satisfied and sleep peacefully at the end of the day then shit, who is he to stop that??

• Hannie just loves you man, that's literally it and wants you to be happy.

• if you're happy he'll do anything ( I need him OTL).

FELIX

• he loves doing things for you even if it's simple

• he just loves seeing you happy and smiling so ofc if you ask him to do something he's more likely to do it rather then not

• if you want him to put the oven on at 400 even though you're in arm reach he'll still do it

• or maybe if you ask him to open a container he'll open it and give you the biggest and cutest smile because yippie !!! Here you go sweetheart 🥺

• please he just wants to please you

• he also finds it adorable that you want his help

• especially because you both know you can do wtvr it is you're asking him for help

• "yeah? Okay....there you go! This okay? Yeah? Hm!"

• idk guys just wants you happy and healthy.

• "oh, you want me to cut you some fruit? Okay ! :D"

SEUNGMIN

• he acts annoyed but he's not i promise

• or he'll silently do whatever you ask of him and walk away🤷🏻‍♀️

• he doesn't mind doing stuff for you, not at all

• I think he's also an acts of service love language kind of guy

• so you asking him for help without him asking you first is like....heart crushing for him in the best way possible

• you want him to help you?? Really??? OMG you want his help and you need him??🥺

• he's so cutie please

• don't be fooled by his silence or if he's acting annoyed

• he means well, just likes to give you a hard time sometimes lolol

• but he doesn't hesitate

• and definitely gets moody and sulks if you end up doing it yourself if he moves too slow lolol bless him

JEONGIN

• "hm???" With his little face he makes when hes clueless

•"...why?...is this a trap?" Lol no babe I promise this isn't a prank please cut some strawberries for me please !!

• I think he's only a little more hesitant bc the boys prank each other so much

• but other then that he doesn't care if you ask him to do some favors for you even if you can do them yourself

• if it satisfies you, then wtvr 🤸🏻‍♀️

• "ahh cute~" pokes your cheek and smiles at you because you're so cute grr

• I can see Innie teasingly saying no to you sometimes just to get a rise out of you lol

• but he'll make it up with cuddles and kisses don't worryyyy

• baby bread just likes to tease cause you're cutie🥺🫶🏻

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christronomy · 5 months

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thinking about chan being the sweetest boy ever in bed. :( if he's not being rough with you and treating you like his own personal fuck doll, he's definitely the ultimate pleasure dom and doesn't stop making you cum until he's sure you're completely satisfied cause your pleasure is his pleasure as well!! he loves making you cum as many times as possible even if he doesn't cum himself, cause it's just a natural thing for him to be able to last longer. and he knows you're just so sensitive that sometimes even the slightest stimulation will already have you squirming, pushing you so close to the edge, but he finds that so endearing about you.

in his mind you're just the cutest thing ever when you pout up at him and say "i can try to hold off for you this time" in that little fucked out voice of yours. sweet. you're so sweet. he'd shake his head and chuckle softly, wiping your cheeks with his thumbs and giving you the most tender kiss on your lips before snapping his hips against yours suddenly, relishing in the way you jolt and squeal, your walls quivering around his cock with your already impending orgasm. he knows you won't be able to hold off any longer no matter how hard you try, but he loves you so much for wanting to just for him.

"nah, nah, 'ts all good. go ahead n cum, baby. i got no problem with that."

#solieverse: planet reverie #feeling: distraught #soft pleasure dom channie :( sigh #bang chan smut #chan smut #stray kids hard thoughts #skz hard thoughts #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz hard hours #stray kids hard hours #bangchan smut #kpop smut

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suengmi · 1 year

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- the ways stray kids show their love and affection

genre: fluff/romance, nonidol!au, gn!reader warnings: mentions of making out, nakedness? idk lol

anyways this is just major soft hours, one of my moots said i should do this i can't remember who it was pls lmk if it was you asljdls also unedited

♡ masterlist / pls reblog if you liked! it helps a lot ♡

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ bang chan

sweet kisses all over your face to wake you up, pressing his nose into the crook of your neck and gently nibbling you. “i’m bored wake up babe.” grunts when you ignore him. ends up pulling the sheets back so your naked body is exposed to the cold. “that’s what you get.” gets salty but then feels bad, covering you up again, then he really wakes you up. back hugs when you’re cooking for him. whining whenever you don’t pay attention to him, tugging at the edge of your shirt. sulks when you say you’re busy. doesn’t give a fuck about how clingy he is, but he knows you love it. holds your hand a little too hard when you’re walking together. kiss attacks always!!

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ lee know

stops you from crossing the street until he’s checked it. “stupid, look next time.” beats you twice in a board game but sees that you're sad that you’re not that good at it, but fails the third time just to see you smile and gloat about beating him. he loves seeing you happy, even if he has to purposely fail. leaves you notes everywhere, maybe just ‘i love yous’ mixed in with ‘i know you’ll forget this so don’t.’ text messages asking if you’ve eaten, and then getting mad and sending food to your door if you haven’t. swiftly kisses to the forehead aggressively saying you ‘deserve it’ but sounds like a threat. ‘you know i love you yeah?’ more aggressive kisses. ‘i won’t stop until you say you love me!!’

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ changbin

little wrestling matches on the couch, telling you that you’re silly for even trying. pulls you by the back of your hair if you’re not paying attention to him. “i left you the last piece of food.” always, always saves you the last piece no matter what it is. picks you up and throws you around, pretending he’s going to eat you bc apparently he’s a monster. but says you taste good so he doesn’t mind eating you. more wrestles. whenever you’re sad, he always cheers you up and never fails to make you laugh. does his trot impression of some old korean songs, full performance with your glitter jacket on that doesn’t fit him. ‘you still love me now? you better.’ knows you love being engulfed by him, so 90% of the time he is the big spoon. when he's feeling really romantic, he'll do a little picnic at the beach. always making sure it was at sunset because he knew it was your favourite time of the day.

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ jisung

midnight trips to get take out, sitting in the car until 2am with both of your feet on the dashboard. ‘remember that time!’ always reminiscing about how you first met, nearly choking on your fries when you recall. kisses in the car, kisses in the house, kisses in the shower, kisses in the dark. ‘babe but i want it.’ chucks a tanty when you don’t buy him things. pouts and folds his arms. ‘if you loved me you would!’ holds the cuff of your jumper, mostly walking behind you whenever you go somewhere because he feels safe. morning calls, but especially night calls. he doesn’t care how you look at the end of the day, he just wants to see you and tell you he loves you. hiding himself in your jumper and saying there is enough room for two (when there isn't.)

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ hyunjin

taking you to art galleries, standing behind you with his head resting on yours. ends up putting his hands into your pockets from behind, cutely leading you around from the back. with hyunjin it’s not always words, sometimes it’s just his actions. he pushes your hair out of your face or tucks it behind your hair. mostly, he does your hair for you. always making sure your hair was out of your face because it annoyed you. brings you tea and sits with you if you’re studying or drawing or even watching tv, rubs your thigh gently to let you know that he doesn’t want to distract you, just shows you he wants to be with you. rubs your belly if you feel bloated and talks to it. 'you better stop being bloated or... i'll do something. idk what.' art dates!! always drawing together, even if you're shit he encourages you to keep going

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ seungmin

gently slips his fingers into yours without saying anything but smiling to himself when he sees you blush, he kind of loves that he makes you nervous. always taking the chance to make your cheeks tint pink. showers with seungmin, always washing your body and shampooing your hair for you, wet kisses in between. sometimes he’d gently press his nose on your naked skin, enjoying your scent but never admitting it. ‘it’s comforting’ he’d say in defence, ignoring you for the rest of the night. guiding you with his hand on your lower back, making sure you were safe no matter where you were. kisses to the forehead, the back of the hand, the back of your knees. seungmin doesn’t say it much, but he does love you. he shows it through everything else, knowing those words have such a weight to them.

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ felix

‘are you gonna cook!?’ jumping up and down when you say yes, annoying you the whole time you’re cooking or baking. ‘is it done? i can’t wait to eat it!!’ eats half of the food before it’s even cooked because he says it’s ‘too good.’ little play fights that would begin from felix nibbling at your fingers and then at your thighs. ‘little gremlin’ you’d end up joking, rolling around on the floor, bodies all over each other, which would end in a heated make out session and clothes far gone. he’d send you random texts, of random things. ‘hey i saw this flower, it's cute, yeah?’ ‘this potato looks like you. it’s too cute to eat T-T’ ‘you think i could eat 11 hot dogs in two minutes? hmm maybe.’

⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ jeongin

blowing raspberries on your tummy and holding you down. sometimes uses your foot as a telephone. ‘yes hello stinky foot line how can i stink you today?’ proceeds to try and hold your foot with his. 'shut up i can do it!!' probably be super sarcastic, mocking you when you tried to be cute with whatever you were saying. karaoke together, always singing out of pitch but though he’s laughing, encourages you to be more confident because he loves seeing you enjoy yourself. watches you sometimes, just admiring you but instantly whips his head around to pretend he wasn’t, head banging into something hanging from the wall. ‘mind your business’ he’d joke, walking away suspiciously.

♡ taglist: @blankdyean @l3visbby @daddyjoonchua @ipegchangbin @abcdefgiwsmcty ♡

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