#chnagbin x reader

[his-angell]

dumb prank. (s.cb)

plot; (y/n) found a stupid prank on Instagram, one where they wouldn't kiss their lover all day. While they thought it was a funny idea, Changbin didn't exactly take it well.

Paring; Seo Changbin x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned!)

Genre; Angst, Fluff

Word Count; 1.1k

Request?; No

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It had been a long day. Not as much for you as it had been for Changbin. He was so tired with filming and rehearsals, he just wanted to curl into the arms of his beautiful lover. But today was so weird. You had been avoiding any kisses from him, any hugs. You only held his hand. You weren’t mad, you weren’t upset. In fact, you were playing a stupid prank on your boyfriend. One you found on instagram. It was to go a day without kissing him. You thought it would be funny, but you hadn’t really thought it through before playing it on the male. Changbin was clingy. Anyone who knew him was aware of that fact. He needed to constantly be holding onto you, whether it be your hand, your waist, your pinky even. He needed to be touching you any time he could.

You had been home for a while. You always hung around with the boys while they were filming, or rehearsing, but today, you had gone home early. You were getting needy for some kisses. But you couldn’t fail your own prank. So you had left Changbin with nothing more than an ‘I love you!’ and a pat on the cheek. He had texted you after you left, asking where his kiss was. In which you only said, ‘Sorry my love, I didn’t wanna make the boys uncomfortable or anything.’ Which absolutely threw Changbin off, since you never had a problem kissing in front of them before now.

It was then the man started to overthink. Did you still love him? Did his breath smell? Was he too clingy? Were you ashamed to love him in front of the others? It had started to affect his performance a bit. He dreaded this all. Chan had noticed his behavior and talked to him. Changbin had told the leader of your weird actions all day. Chan did his best to give the other some words of wisdom. Which helped him through the rest of the day. Thank god.

Changbin had rushed home to you that day. He needed to talk to you. To get some sort of answer of why you were acting like this. He entered the code to your guys’ shared apartment and walked in. He slipped off his shoes and shrugged off his jacket, hanging it up. “Baby?” He called out as he walked further into the apartment. “In here, Bin,” You called out, looking up from your laptop, which you were using to watch some youtube.

Changbin rushed over. He sat down beside you and gently closed your laptop. You frowned as you watched him toss your laptop to the other side of the couch. You chuckled a little. “Yess?” You hummed, raising your eyebrow at your boyfriend, who gave you sad puppy dog eyes. “Why haven’t you given me any kisses today? Or even touched me other than holding my hand?” He asked, staring into your soul with his doe eyes.

You laughed nervously and shrugged. You felt as if he were interrogating you for some horrible crime. You swallowed the lump in your throat. “I dunno, just haven't felt like it.” You said. You weren’t ready to end the prank yet. You immediately regretted your choice though as you saw the way your boyfriend's face fell. He moved out of your personal space and looked down. “What do you mean you haven't felt like it?” He mumbled. It was like a punch in the face. Maybe he was taking it to heart, but normally you don’t tell your partner that you don't feel like giving them affection.

His heart ached as he thought about it. “Are you falling out of love with me?” He cracked out, his voice shaky and hesitant. Your eyes widened as you sat up, taking your boyfriend's face. He didn’t meet your gaze. He didn’t want to. He didn’t wanna see the look on your face. You let out a shaky sigh. “Binnie.. No,” You said. “Then why were you acting weird today?” Changbin moved out of your grasp and hid his face in his hands. He sniffed as tears brimmed his eyes.

He knew that he wasn’t overreacting now. He was so sure he was gonna lose the love of his life. It all showed. The way you shrugged him off today. All day! Even when he got home! It was normally everyday that he would come home and cuddle in your arms before dinner. He would shower you with kisses, and you would shower him back. It was something so small and sweet, but so important. He needed it. He needed you. Changbin felt like nothing without you. You were his world. His happiness. His darling love.

His sniffles and soft sobs filled the silence of the apartment. “No, no, no, Bin,” You got off the couch and kneeled in front of him. You moved his hands from his face and held them tightly. “Look at me,” You said, feeling your heart shatter when Changbins teary eyes met your gaze. “It was a prank..” You finally muttered. Changbins eyebrows furrowed. “What?” He whispered. “A prank- Today. It was stupid, I should have never done it. I didn’t stop to think how badly it would hurt you, and I'm so sorry, binnie.” You whispered softly, not breaking eye contact. You need him to know how truly sorry you were.

Changbin sniffled. “So you don’t hate me?..” His voice shook. You shook your head. “No! No, baby, I could never hate you!” You said quickly, taking his face into your hands. “Can I kiss you now then? Please.” Changbin asked, his eyes locked on your lips. You laughed softly and nodded. “Yes please.” You hushed. He pressed his lips to yours and smiled against you. He moved to grab you and pull you into his lap, not breaking the kiss.

After a while, you pulled away for air. You smiled softly. You gently wiped his tears with your thumbs. “I’m sorry, Bin, I really am.” You apologized again. Changbin shook his head. “It's okay..” He hid his face into your neck and hugged your waist. “I love you. Please don’t ever do that again.” He muttered. You hummed and ran your hands through his hair. “I won't. I love you too.” You kissed his head…

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this is a small story I wrote, and it's the first one im posting to tumblr, whoohoo!! This style of writing is new to me, 2nd person I think it is? If theres any mistakes, i'm sorry. I did my best! Most of my writing is in 3rd person, but I wanted to give this a shot. I hope you guys liked it! If there's anything i could do to improve my writing, please do let me know. I am taking requests, so plspls leave them!!

this story is based of a story by, @ppiri-bahng , 'thinking about a no kissing prank gone wrong on Minho.'

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[bangchansgirlsblog]

can you please please please please pleeeeease write smth super angsty with comfort with changbin 🫂

Cramping up.

Warning: Angst, blood, periods.

Summary: your cramps this time around are heavy and changbin’s “busy” schedule leads to something tragic.

Pairing: reader x Changbin

Two people requested for a Changbin angst. So here it is 🥰

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Periods.

Y/n hated her period with everything in her but yet she was so relieved whenever it came around.

Her cramps were always a 9/10 and her body ached horrendously. She hated that time of month. Changbin also hated that time of the month because he hated seeing his girl in so much pain.

He always made sure to note when it would be arriving down. He also made sure to run to the grocery store to get her favorite snacks, run her a bath, rent out her favorite movies and buy her a pack of her medication but for some reason (it was quite obvious the reason) he had forgotten to do it this month.

You see, come back season was officially over and the boys were on a month long break. Yes! A month long break. Changbin (since he was a part of 3 racha) was the most excited for it because it meant that he could sleep in, play videos games and not have to worry about deadlines, music, etc.

He was in such an off mode that he ignored the whole world around him and at first Y/n accepted it because he did deserve this break but it was getting annoying because she too wanted to spend time with her boyfriend.

It was 5 in the evening. He was back on the game again. "Binnie?" She whimpered while her hands wrapped around her lower abdomen. Her body was heating up and her stomach was quite literally vibrating because of how much pain she was in.

"Changbin can you please pass me some painkillers from the cabinet?" She asked again due to the fact that Changbin didn't hear her the first time.

"Hm? What did you say babe?" He removed his headphones and slightly turned to look over at her, barely.

"Can you get me painkiller? They're in the bathroom."

"Okay give me a sec," he turned back to the his PC and unpaused the game. This not only angered and frustrated Y/n but it made her sad.

She was haunched over with tears in her eyes. The room was dark and the only source of light was coming from Chnagbins large PC and the bathroom.

The AC was running but she still could feel the heat radiating from her body.

She let out a little whine when she felt the cramps intensify. Changbins constant taps on the keyboard weren't helping her at all.

"Binnie please can you just-"

"Y/n chill for a sec and stop nagging me will you? You always tell me how I should relax and spend some me time but you constantly keep bugging me to do things for you, so please," he glared at you. The game being forgotten about. It took her a while to process what he said but her body had reacted way before her brain could catch up causing her to gasp and scoot away from him.

"I'm sorry, I'll let you be," she whispered and choked on her tears. Her heart rate was beating at a fast rate. The tears began to slowly fall down her cheeks.

He rolled his eyes and put back his headphones before mumbling a few words and continuing to play. He had no idea how much pain Y/n was in. It was obvious.

She watched him play as the tears were running down her face. Her heart was broken or maybe it was just the hormones talking? It didn’t matter to her because yeah even if she did tell Binnie to have time to rest and relax, he hadn’t even had time for her and now he was becoming very frustrated with her.

After what felt like forever, she gathered the little energy she had left and made her way to the bathroom. Her body shook vigorously at how much pain she was experiencing. Was this normal? She started to question.

She grabbed the pain killers from the cabinet and reached out to grab the cup for water. Everything was spinning now and she felt faint. The world was spinning at a fast space and as she filled the glass with water her body collapsed leaving shattered glass by her body.

Changbin started to feel guilty for snapping at her. He felt even more guilty when she went to get the painkillers she had asked him so nicely for and he decided he would apologize when she was back and maybe take her out for a movie.

The sound of the breaking glass gave Changbin a scare. At first he thought it was Y/n doing something and accidentally broke a glass but as he there was no more movement or human activity going on he got worried and quickly got up and followed the sound.

"Y/n? You okay?" He asked knocking but there was no answer. "Y/n?" He called once again while pushing the bathroom door open.

He gasped at the sight. She was laying on the ground with blood gushing out her head. What had happened? Was he this blind to notice she was this badly off? This is all his fault.

"Y/n?! Oh my God," he gasped and run to her side. "Baby?! Can you hear me?" He tried to softly wake her up but all he got in response was a groan and whimper.

His heart was beating at a high rate. His hands shaking and his body breaking a sweat. He grabbed his phone from his back pocket and quickly dialed and called their company medics.

He was then instructed to carry her to bed and put pressure on the wound that was gushing out blood so he did so and followed every little instruction He then had to wipe her face with cold water which instantly woke her up.

"Ow..."she groaned rubbing the side of her head. "Binnie?" She sobbed when she realized what was going on.

He could finally breathe. It was like a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders. He still didn’t stop wiping her face with the cold water. He wanted to make sure she would stay awake.

"Baby, what happened?" He instantly asked.

"I- I don't know," she sobbed again, "I was trying to get water cause my cramps hurt really bad. You didn’t want to get it for me and I just- everything went black," her voice was soft, Changbin could barely hear. Her tears upset him so much.

"Cramps?" He asked confused, "oh my God! I totally forgot, is it that time of the month already?" he smacked his forehead feeling guilty. "I'm so sorry my love, I was so mean to you yet you needed me," his lower lip quivered feeling bad for putting her through this.

She had no response tho, "Binnie, it hurts," she groaned again while holding her stomach and head. Her breakdown was getting worse.

“Babygirl, you need to breathe. Please. Your going to pass out again,”

“I-it hurts so bad Binnie,” she hiccuped. Changbin only knew one way to calm her down. He got into the other side of the bed and cuddled her. He rubbed circles on her back and she continued to tell her to breathe. Trying to comfort her in any way.

It broke his heart watching her in such a state. He felt like the worst boyfriend ever.

"I'll get you some pain meds yeah? We'll wait to the medics are here so we can see what to do after. Okay my love?" He was panicking again and it was so visible.

"I-I'll be okay," she held his hand for reassurance and she could physically see Changbin let out a huge sigh of relief.

When the medics had arrived, they were shocked that Y/n was even awake.

“Do you wanna tell me what happened?” The man asked her as he carefully cleaned the wound.

“I don’t know really. I was just waking to get water and pain killers. I just remember my cramps being really bad, the pain kept getting worse. Then I just passed out and I think I hit my head,” she explained.

“How bad was the pain?” He proceeded to ask. She winced at a sharp shoot pain that run through her head when he added a cream to the wound.

“It was on like an 9-“

“Her cramps are normally bad not this bad to the poibt she passes out,” Changbin cut her off trying to help.

“Alright, I think you’ll need to see a doctor about that because that could be a sign you body is telling you,” Changbin made sure to note to make an appointment later for the doctors. They examined her head wound one last time to make sure everything was okay and if it needed stitches or not. It didn't, which Changbin was greatful about because he didn't know how he would handle watch them physically stitch up his girlfriend.

"We're just going to give you a strong dose of  pain medicine because as I said passing out due to the fact of your period cramps is not normal. So we're going to push in some pain meds which may make you a little woozy," the man explained every step and every way.

“Is she allowed to eat after this?” Changbin asked. His hand was wrapped around hers trying to give her comfort.

“Yes she can, maybe cook her some soup. That normally helps.”

When he injected the pain medication into her IV bag, the extreme pain that lingered around her lower stomach and lower back slowly started to subside causing Y/n to moan in relief at how good it felt.

Her body was extremely exhausted and the feeling of sleep came over her.

The sudden need to be held and the craving of Changbin’s touch grew stronger. She knew she was still upset at him but she wanted him so badly.

"Changbin, come here," she said groggily. The medics had left the house and now Changbin was running around trying to clean up the mess and make her some food.

"What is it love?" He questioned while popping his head around the door frame.

"Can you come cuddle?" She groaned and pouted. He was trying so hard not to smile or giggle. He found her so cute.

“Alright let me finish fixing you a plate okay? I’m running to the store quickly to get your snacks and I’m putting blankets in the dryer so you can have warm blankets, just give me a few.”

He quickly walked over and gave her a kiss on the forehead even tho she was frowning. “I’ll be back soon, I promise. If you need anything just call. Okay?”

“Yeah,” she gave in and got comfortable in the bed. Her eyes slowly close as she fell into a deep sleep.

She was awaken by someone wrapping their hands around her waist.

“I’m back my love,” Changbin’s voice was quiet and soft.

“Binnie? I’m so tired,”

“Shall we get you into the shower? just a quick shower so you can eat and then sleep,” she shook her head allowing him to help her to the bathroom where she sat on the toilet as he was trying to get the right water temperature.

“Binnie, I’m so mad at you,” she said, deciding to squash the elephant in the room.

“I know my love,” he turned away from the shower and knelt infront of her. “I’m sorry for snapping at you like that, it’ll never happen again. Seeing you in so much pain and seeing you on the floor like that scared the shit out of me baby. It was my fault for not listening to you. Please forgive me,” his eyes were shining under the dim light. He looked to cute for Y/n to not accept his apology. She was an understanding girlfriend after all.

“It’s fine my love, I understand work was a lot and the come back this season was really tough. I just don’t want you to get mad at me like that again. Whenever something happens ,we talk about it. Okay?” She laid her hand on his cheek, cupping it.

“I love you, I promise it won’t happen again. Thank you for being the best girlfriend ever,”

“Your welcome Binnie, now go on strip me naked!” She giggled.

“Im guessing the painkillers worked?”

“Very very well! My head hurts just a little tho,” he got up and kissed her forehead.

“There, I hope the kiss fixes it.” He chuckled while helping her undress, “let’s get you washed up so we can cuddle and watch a movie.”

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[devoidwrites]

Sorry, I love you - See Changbin

Summary: Seo Changbin was your best friend’s old friend. He’s a terrible liar, but it turns out there was one thing he was able to keep from you all these years.

Words: 3.5K

Genre: f2l, college au, fluff, angst

Pairing: Seo Changbin x FRIEND!Reader

Warning: alcohol consumption, cursing.

Changbin rolled his eyes as you paced in front of your floor length mirror for what seemed like an hour, but was nothing more than a mere five minutes. You were freaking out about the outfit you had on, worrying if Juyeon would notice or not.

Why you asked him, he had no clue. It's not like he was an expert when it came to fashion, but he'd sit through the two hours of torture of watching you try on clothes to impress a boy who didn't give two shits about you. If it made you happy.

Finally, you let out a huff before turning to your best friend. "You think he'll notice?"

Changbin glanced over your body, and he had to push the obscene thoughts to the back on his mind. The way the dress hugged your body in all the right places made his mouth dry. He wanted to tell you that you didn't have to worry about what any guy thought about you, because you were already perfect. However you were clearly worried about Juyeon's opinion on you, so he opted for a simple- "He'd be fucking stupid not too."

The smile that graced your lips made the comment worth saying, even if he hated the fact you asked for his help concerning another guy. He'd never let it slip though.

"It's not too much is it?"

Chnagbin shook his head, glancing over your body once more as you put your heels on. He stood up from your bed with a quirked eyebrow. "Don't you want to be noticed?"

"Obviously, but I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard!" You scoffed as if what he said was outrageously stupid. "I don't want him to think I'm easy."

Here you were, worrying about Juyeon of all people thinking you were the easy one. He had a different girl almost every month, but he didn't dare try and tell you that. Because for some ungodly reason you had a crush on the playboy, and he didn't want to risk showing you just how much he cared by telling you. He'd let you figure it out on your own.

So, when the two of you arrived at Beomhan's party and saw Juyeon grinding on a random girl, only one of you were surprised. Changbin patted you on the shoulder as a way to comfort you, but he knew it would only do so much when the two started to make out in the middle of the dance floor.

He followed you over to the bar without a word, letting you rant about how much of an asshole he was. "I can't believe him. Why would he act like he was interested in me just to go and get with another girl?"

"What goes on?" Jisung made his appearance, slinging an arm over your shoulder and throwing a lopsided grin over at Changbin. The older boy knew the younger boy had no other intentions than being your friend, so he didn't mind seeing the two of you so close. The only thing that irritated was that Jisung and Chan knew about his hidden feelings for you, and the younger boy teased him about it every chance he got.

He didn't miss the sly smirk Jisung sent him when you wrapped you arms around his waist for comfort.

Changbin snickered as you pouted some more. "Y/n, just found out how big of a sleeze bag Juyeon is."

"Juyeon?" Chan mused, his eyes glancing over at the topic source. "Dude's slept with like 72% of the female student body, and that's just on our campus."

You whined, downing your drink before pouring another. You had heard the rumors, but the way he lured you in during your project together gave you the impossible hope that he wasn't what everyone played him out to be. Turns out they were right. He was nothing more than a playboy that toyed with girls to entertain himself. You wanted to slap yourself for falling for such a coy.

To help ease the slight embarrassment you felt for letting yourself go through such a thing, you decided to drown yourself in the booze Beomhan offered his guests for coming to his party. Oh to be rich and spend your parents money of food and drinks. Only something you could dream of.

Changbin decided it was best if he didn't drink as much as he normally would. The sight of you downing shots with Wooyoung made him feel uneasy. Not because he didn't trust his best friend, but because he didn't like seeing you so upset over a guy that wasn't worth it.

He was sitting on the couch when you plopped down beside him with a pout on your lips. Your cheeks were tinted pink, a clear indication that you were past your limit. You turned your hazy eyes towards him and let out a whine. "Why doesn't he like me, Bin?"

He wasn't sure how to answer that, because he thought Juyeon was insane for ignoring you, especially when you showed up looking like you did. You outshine everyone here, so he wasn't sure why Juyeon went for someone who was nothing more than a dimly lit bulb compared to you.

"I'm not sure, but he's an idiot." Was what he found himself saying. You leaned into him more, and he swore his heart about jumped out of his chest.

"Is it too much to ask for someone to care about me? Someone who's sweet and compassionate and just love's me for me?" He found your drunk rambling rather adorable, and he couldn't help but brush the loose strands of hair out of your face.

"If only you knew, sweetheart."

You looked up at him, confused as to what he meant. Your mind wasn't able to put the pieces together due to the alcohol coursing through your veins. "What do you mean?"

Changbin shook his head, offering you a sweet smile. "Don't worry about it right now. I think it's time to get you home."

You sat up straighter, instantly shaking your head. "But I'm having so much fun!"

"And I'm not going to be the one to take care of you when you're completely wasted and can't walk straight."

A lie. He would do it a thousand times over if you'd asked him to.

"But Binnie..." You whined. The sound of his name leaving your lips in such a way almost made his heart stop, but he quickly composed himself and pulled you towards the door.

"It's already late y/n."

You pouted once more, but gave in nonetheless. "Fine."

You followed after him, grabbing onto his arm so you wouldn't get lost in the mass of people partying around the house. Jisung and Wooyoung weren't too thrilled on the two of you leaving 'so early', but Chan quickly ushered you out of the house once he saw you in your drunken state.

Changbin would have to thank him later.

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“Why would you go after Juyeon when someone like Changbin exists?” Gahyeon questioned. She placed her books in her bag and followed you out of the room. The two of you met up with Yeosang, who looked beyond tired. 

“Whoever’s idea it was to get black out drunk a night before class should be canceled.” He pressed his finger against his temple as he fell in step with you.

Gahyeon snickered, laughing at both of your pains. “No one said you had to drink so much Yeosang.”

“Hard not to when you’ve got Wooyoung blabbing in my ear all night.” He retaliated. It was a fair point. Anyone would feel the need to drink if Wooyoung was talking their head off. “Anyways, what are we talking about.”

“I’d rather ignore it.” 

“Aww.” Gahyeon rolled her eyes before turning over to Yeosang. “Last night y/n finally realized how big of a fuckboy Juyeon is.” 

“You mean after we all tried to tell her that’s exactly what he was?” Yeosang feigned surprise, making you scoff in disbelief. “How surprising.” 

“And now I’m trying to tell her how stupid she looked going after someone like Juyeon when a whole Seo Changbin is out there.” 

“If you think he’s so great then why don’t you date him?” 

Gahyeon snorted at the question. “Well for one he’s not my type, which is girls. And second he’s my best friend who’s totally into you.”

“Plus he’s never written a song about Gahyeon.” Yeosang paused, his eyes widening at his own words. “Probably shouldn't have said that.” 

Gahyeon smacked him on the arm for spilling such a big secret. “How do you even know about that?!” 

“Wooyoung has a big mouth, okay?” 

You quirked an eyebrow at the two of them, wondering why you were kept out of the loop. “Changbin didn’t write a song about me.” 

You were in denial, because why on earth would Changbin write a song about you? What about you was song worthy? 

“It’s literally called ‘sorry, I love you’. You’re the only other girl in our friend group. who else would it be about?” 

You shrugged, unsure of how to answer that. You and Gahyeon were the only girls that would willingly put up with their chaotic tendencies, but why does that mean-

“Hey, y/n.” A voice broke you out of your thoughts. You turned around to find Juyeon standing behind the three of you, a sheepish smile on his lips. 

Gahyeon stepped forward slightly. “Can we help you?” 

You gave her a look, telling her that you appreciated her help, but it wasn't needed. “What do you want Juyeon?” 

“I wanted to apologize about last night.” He glanced down at the ground before locking eyes with you. Crossing your arms, you nodded for him to continue. “It was wrong of me to play you like that, and if you’d let me I want to make it up to you.” 

You felt both of your arms being nudged, an silent way of your two friends telling you not to do it. You knew they were right. It would’ve been different if he was late, but he was there before you, and he was already entertaining himself with his tongue down another girl’s throat. 

“I appreciate the apology, but I'm good.” You uncrossed your arms and gave him a half smile. 

He furrowed his eyebrows. “Why not?” 

“You lead her on, asked her out to a frat party, and then made out with someone else before she even got there.” Yeosang scoffed, rolling his eyes. Juyeon glared over at the blond, but before he could say anything you gathered his attention. 

“Couldn’t have said it better myself.” You concluded. You turned around to walk away, but his voice stopped you. 

“Kinda hypocritical of you since you were wrapped around Seo Changbin the whole night.” 

The mention of Changbin again made you stop in your tracks. How dare he talk about him. You felt your whole body get hot at his words, and you weren’t sure why, but him talking about your friend made you so angry. 

“Don’t you dare.” You hissed as you turned back around to face him. “Changbin was there for me whenever you decided to do me the way you did. He’s always been there for me and he’s more of a man than you ever will be.”

“Then why are you trying to find someone else?”

-

“This just might be our best work yet.” 

Chan grinned as he looked over at Changbin and Jisung. He sat in front of the set up with the younger boys behind him. Their eyes watched as he pressed the play button. The sound of their new song instantly filled their ears, their blended voices making them smile at one another

“I still can’t believe you wrote a love song.” Jisung mused. “Y/n, quite the lucky girl.” 

Changbin sighed as he sat back in his seat. “If only she’d realize it.” 

It took his four months to write the song about you. He put his entire heart and feelings into it. He really did love you, and it wasn't hard for him to put it into words. He was just worried about you realizing it was about you. He wasn't sure how you’d react. 

“You can’t hold her responsible when it comes to realizing how you feel.” Chan told him with a pointed look. “You can’t expect her to know without you openly telling her how you feel.”

“How can I when there’s always someone else in my way?” 

“That should make you want to tell her even more.” Chan told him. Crossing his arms over his chest, her twisted in the chair to turn around and look at him. "You're not the only one that has eyes for her."

“You think I don’t know that?” Changbin threw his head back and groaned. “You know how hard it is to see her with someone else?” 

“But whose fault is that?” 

“Jisung I will kick you out of your seat.” 

“You just don't want to hear it.” The youngest rolled his eyes. “Bin, one day she’s gonna meet someone that’ll treat her just as well as you can, and because you never confessed she’ll accept because we all know she’s too kind to say no to something like that.” 

“It might hurt to hear it. but Jisung’s right.” Chan spoke up. “You need to tell her before something like that happens.” 

“But-”

He was cut off by the door opening and you walking in with a small smile on your lips. He instantly sat up, his eyes wide in worry that you had heard their conversation. Jisung found it amusing, the smirk on his lips telling the older boy that. Chan was quick to cut the song off when he saw it was you. 

“Sorry, did I interrupt something?” You noticed the way Changbin tensed up, but you decided to leave him be. After your earlier argument with Juyeon you thought it was best not to bring it up. 

Changbin shook his head quickly, shooting you a what he thought was a reassuring smile, but was actually a hesitant one. “Of course not!”

“Good.” You smiled in returned and placed the bag on the table. “I brought food.” 

Jisung clapped and didn’t hesitate to take the bag you offered him. “I love you.” 

Chan took the bag you offered him. “You didn’t have to do that Y/N.”  

“I know, but the three of you have been stuck in here for the past two weeks trying to finish this song and I figured none of you remembered to eat, so I brought dinner.” 

Jisung moaned as he bit into the burger, making you snicker as you handed the last bag to Changbin. “Thank you Y/n.” 

“It’s no problem.” You sat in the chair by Chan. “Soo, how’s the song coming? Everyone’s got high hopes for it since it’s taking so long for you to post it.” 

Chan and Jisung eyed Changbin, waiting for him to say something. Of course he stuttered on his words, trying to find something to say that didn’t sound suspicious. Luckily, Chan came to his rescue. 

“It’s a different style than what we’re used to. We want to make sure it was perfect before taking the jump.” 

It was understandable. They’d never written love songs like that. Sure, there was ‘Wow’, but there was no deep meaning to the song. You were excited to hear the new sound of 3Racha, especially after the little snippet you heard when coming in. 

“What’s it called?”

“Sorry, so love you.” Jisung told you before grinning over at Changbin. “Bin came up with it.”

You turned to the boy who refused to meet your eye. He looked as if he was blushing, but he hid his face further so you couldn’t see him.

“When do you think it’ll be released?” 

“By the end of the week.” Chan said, making your eyes widen. You didn’t realize it would be so early, but you wouldn’t complain. You were sure no one else would complain either. Everyone was excited for the new track. 

“Hopefully.” 

“Awesome.” You smiled and stood back up. “I better get going. Gotta finish my Psych paper.”

“You sure you should be walking home alone?” Chan questioned. His eyes glanced over at the clock on the wall. “It’s kinda late.”

You shrugged. “Should be fine.”

“Nonsense!” Jisung exclaimed. His eyes lit up as if he had the worlds most brilliant idea. “Changbin will walk you home.”

Changbin's eyes widened a fraction, and Jisung grinned at the death glare he was receiving. It didn't go unnoticed by you, but you decided to ignore it. "It's no big deal."

"No, he's right." Changbin flinched, as if admitting the boy was right was the hardest thing he had to do. "I'll walk you home."

You smiled as he stood up and lead you out of the room, trying to ignore the teasing looks his friends were giving him. He'd get the brat back for this one later.

Changbin held the door open for you, waiting for you to walk through before he followed. The night air hit your bare arms, making you shiver slightly. "You didn't have to actually walk me home, you know."

"And if something happened to you?" He questioned. "I'd never forgive myself."

"I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself." You grinned, showing off the muscles you didnt' have.

Changbin chuckled as you put your arm back down. " I know that, but honestly I'd feel better knowing you got home safe."

The two of you fell in a comfortable silence as you walked. The streets were surprisingly not that busy at the time, which made the walk peaceful. The only sound was the two of you walking and the very little cars that passed by. Your arms brushed against one another slightly, and you could feel the heat radiating off of him. It comforted you.

"Can I tell you something?"

Changbin's voice broke the comforting silence. You felt him stiffen from beside you as the two of you continued to walk.

You glanced over at him, a teasing smile on your lips. "Are you confessing your undying love for me?"

You weren't sure what made you ask the question. Hearing Jisung's teasing from earlier must have had an effect on you.

He sighed as he came to a stop. "I am actually."

"Wait." You paused, stopping beside him instantly. "What?"

Changbin's eyes were on ground. He could feel his nerves acting us as he felt your eyes on him. "I really like you, y/n."

He finally looked up to face you, and you could tell he was being one hundred percent serious with you. Your chest warmed as he took a step closer to you.

You weren't sure how to feel about it at first. Your mind was buzzing with confusion until everything started to make sense. He was always there for you, even in times he didn't have to be. Even when it was about your exes he was always there.

The signs were right in front of your face and you left them unnoticed. Gahyeon and Yeosang even tried to tell you, but you were stupid enough to not believe them.

"I've tried to fight off these feelings, but you make it so damn hard." He took another step, leaving him standing directly in front of you. You had so much you wanted to say. So much you wanted to ask, but your tongue failed you.

"To be just friends, you're too beautiful." He recited softly. "I know I'll regret this if I don't, so I decide to express my feelings. I want to be more than just friends."

His song. This man was standing before you, reciting his own song lyrics to you. Your heart fluttered at the words, and you were then sure of how you felt about him. He was everything you've ever wanted, and you'd be a damned fool to let him walk away without you being beside him.

"You..." You finally found your voice, your eyes meeting his. You could see the love he had for you swimming around them. "You really mean that?"

"With everything I've got in me."

You reached your hand forward to cup his face in your hands. "Oh, Changbin. Why didn't you tell me?"

“A lot of reasons.” He melted into your touch, loving the contact he was receiving. “As childish as it sounds, I was scared you wouldn’t feel the same. And you were with Juyeon at the time. I didn’t want to come between anything regardless of how I felt about you two being together.”

You wanted to kick yourself. This whole time you were looking for the perfect guy and he was standing beside you, waiting for you to notice him.

He leaned closer to your face, his eyes trailing down to your lips. “Can I?”

You didn’t even hesitate to bring your lips together. The kiss lit something inside of you, and you found yourself pulling his closer to you as your arms moved around his neck. His hands trailed your waist, his touch setting your body ablaze.

You knew it that moment that you had buried these feelings you had for him. It was unknown to you on why you did such a thing, but you were glad they were on the surface, ready to be showed.

The two of you pulled away, and Changbin rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry, I love you.”

Was this love that you were feeling for him? You weren’t sure but you were willing to find out.

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[seospicybin]

LATHER.

Changbin x reader. (s,f)

Synopsis: As if the long day of work isn’t enough, your boyfriend decides to pick a fight with you for a petty reason. (2,1k words)

“Who is that?” Changbin asked the second you entered the elevator.

You didn’t know he had been waiting for you by the lobby of your apartment building instead of just waiting in your place, although you already sent him a text letting him know that you would be home late since you had to attend a company dinner.

“Just a co-worker,” you replied, clutching your purse with both hands.

Changbin punched the button to your floor with such force, “Why is he taking you home?”

You rested your back against the cold metal wall of the elevator, “he insisted on taking me home, and it’s late, so…” you didn’t bother to finish your sentence, you were really tired from working and socializing for the day.

“You can call me to pick you up,” he coldly talked back with his back still facing you.

“I don’t want to bother you, baby,” you replied, walking toward him to give him a back hug, “you always busy,” you added.

You hummed when you felt the warmth of his body against you.

He let go of your hug as the elevator arrived at your apartment floor, he took your hand instead and walked to the door of your apartment.

“Just because I’m busy doesn’t mean that I can’t come to pick you up,” he said as he entered your place.

You placed your purse on the kitchen island, “I don’t want to bother you,” you took a glass and filled it with water.

“And it’s not like you’re always available when I need your help,” you took a few gulps of the water.

He glared at you from across the kitchen island, “and I’ve been such a useless boyfriend for you?”

You sighed, you didn’t know that the words you tried to say came out wrong, “I didn’t mean it that way, I just-” you paused to set down your glass and came up to him.

“I understand that you’re busy and I don’t want to disturb you with things that I can do myself, that’s all,” you kindly explained to him.

He glared at you, “have you ever thought that maybe I want to be needed?”

“Of course!” You exclaimed, “I need you, and you’re here now and that’s enough for me,” you rubbed his arm and moved down to take his hand in yours.

“And you think I can’t spare a few minutes just to pick you up instead of that stupid co-worker of yours?” He snapped, he didn’t raise his voice but it was sharp and loud enough to echo around the room.

“Why are you dragging him into the conversation? We’re talking about us and our relationship here?!” You snapped back at him, completely frustrated.

His hand hit the table so hard you jolted at the loud noise, “because you choose that co-worker instead of asking your useless boyfriend to pick you up!”

You sighed in frustration that the conversation had gotten out of hand, you took a deep breath and collected your purse from the kitchen island.

“Stop talking to me!” You pushed a hand on his chest before leaving.

He was quick to catch you by your wrist, “where are you going?” He sounded so bitter when he asked you.

You let go of his hold, “Leave me alone!” You snarled at him.

“We’re not done!” He snapped again, his chest heaving rapidly.

“Leave me alone before one of us says anything we didn’t mean and hurt each other,” you warned him again and stormed off to your bedroom, then slammed the door behind you.

You walked to the bathroom and stripped off all of your clothes that were reek with the various stench from the company dinner clung to the fabric.

You were already too tired from the day’s hard work, and now that you argued with your boyfriend, you felt completely devastated. You held back your tears and quickly turned on the shower and tried to wash the unfortunate away off you.

Changbin had been pacing around the living room out of frustration, he kept replaying the arguments you had a little while ago in his head and overanalyzing every word he said to you.

The more he thought about it, the more he hated himself for making you upset. He knew you were tired yet he kept on driving you up the wall.

He knocked on your bedroom door, but there was no reply, he was ready to get down on his knees to apologize to you but you were nowhere in the bedroom.

He heard the faint sound of water running in the bathroom and shortly opened the door to find you showering behind the glass partition of the shower stall.

You were washing your hair, suds flowing down the end of your hair, and your head tipped upward, letting the stream of warm water hit your face and flow down your naked body.

Changbin sighed at the wondrous sight, he felt the tension he had earlier slipping away from him.

He remembered your warning but couldn’t stop himself from wanting to be with you. He hastily took off his clothes and pushed the door open to the shower stall.

The steam of the warm water wafted through him until the back of your body was visible to him, he impatiently put his hands around your waist.

You were taken by surprise, you looked over your shoulder and saw Changbin with his eyes closed, as the shower raining down on him and both of your bodies.

He opened his eyes and found you staring at him, “let me do it for you,” his hand took the bar of soap you were holding.

You handed it to him, he looked down over your shoulder as he started to lather your chest with soap until suds formed on your skin, his mouth was pressed on your bare shoulder as his hand moved down to your abdomen.

He rubbed the soap on his hand until a big mass of suds formed and set down the soap, he started to lather the suds on his skin with both hands.

You hummed at the way he softly rubbed your skin, you placed your hand on his as one hand glided down your thigh, “you’re so soft all over,” he cooed with a tender kiss on your neck.

You turned your head to the side to meet his, he was quick to catch your lips in his. He tightened his hands around you, pushed you close against his chest.

You tasted a mix of his saliva and water on his kiss.

“I’m sorry,” he said to you the moment he broke this kiss.

Your heart sank at the way he delivered his apology, he sounded so sad and felt sorry for himself as well.

You took his hands in yours, placed your fingers in between the spaces of his fingers, “I’m sorry too,” you told him.

“I’m the one at fault here, baby,” he muttered with lips grazing your neck as he spoke.

You pulled him to the side and turned your body to face him, the water from the shower raining down the side of your body.

You shook your head at him, “I was wrong to say that you weren’t there when I need you,” you uttered to him, and now that you said it you realized it was cruel for you to say that to him.

With tears pooling in your eyes, you said, “I’m sorry if I ever made you feel that I didn’t need you,” you took his hands in yours and clasped them together.

“I will always need you but your presence meant a lot more to me and that’s enough.”

He softly smiled at you, “I’m sorry, I raised my voice at you, for mad at you over stupid things. I’ll try to always be there when you need me,” he brought your hand close to his mouth and kissed the back of your hand.

“I love you,” he muttered.

You felt butterflies at his confession, your hand reached for his head and pushed back the hair that stuck to his face.

“Why don’t you say it back?” He asked you, biting his lower lip waiting for your answer.

You softly giggled, “I love you,” you said back with your eyes looking deep into his eyes.

Changbin felt a wave of relief wash over him at your words of affirmation that he rushed to pull you into a hug.

You threw your hands around his neck and leaned in to kiss him.

Things were heating up in no time, Changbin tightened his hold around you while kissing you so hard you caused you to stagger back until your back hit the glass partition.

He smirked when he got you pinned, “tell me how I got mad at you when you are this lovely?” He muttered, his hard-on slapping your thigh as he spoke.

You giggled at his praise, “to be honest, I like it when you’re mad,” you told him.

He raised an eyebrow at you.

You placed your hands on his shoulders, “You’re so hot when you’re mad,” you boldly admitted.

“Should I be mad at you again then?” He asked while pressing his crotch at you against the glass partition.

You gasped at the unexpected move, “you don’t have to. I always find you hot no matter what,” you answered, eyes fixated on him.

He smacked his lips, his hands glided down from your hips to the back of your thighs.

Changbin always likes how small you are in his hold, so frail and delicate that he got so afraid that he might break you.

He got so aroused by it, and when he looked down at your glistening wet body, dotted with beads of water and that blushing fold between your legs, he couldn’t restrain himself.

You cursed under his breath, gripping his length in his hand, he teased your throbbing core with the tip of his cock.

You watched as he slowly ran the tip down your slit with your hands on his chest muscle, pulsating under your palm.

He lifted your leg as he began to position his cock at your entrance, and you hooked your leg around his.

When he finally filled you with his whole length, he buried his head in your neck, sank his mouth on your flesh to muffle his groans.

When he pulled his head to meet your gaze, he said, “I am so mad right now,” he grunted and hoisted you up against the wall with his hands on the back of your thighs.

You gasped with your hands clutching on around his neck for support, somehow that little maneuver of his launched him deeper into you.

He looked up at you to finish his sentence, “for wanting to fuck you so hard,” he suddenly thrust into you so hard that there was a loud sound as your back hits the glass partition.

“Well, if that’s the case, I won’t be accepting your apology,” you replied with a smirk.

The constant sound of shower running was replaced by the occasional thumping sound of his hard, rough pounding into you against the glass partition, his mouth helplessly sucking on your flesh when he wasn’t letting out raw groans after each thrust.

Your hands found solace on the sopping dark hair of his, gently tugging and pulling at it.

His mouth eventually found your breast, and he didn’t waste time to take it into his mouth, you looked at the way his full lips wrapped nicely around your nipple.

He picked up the pace while maintaining his thrusts as deep and hard, hitting you right in the spot every single time that your climax came in no time.

He felt you clenching around him, sucking him in deeper and putting him closer to his sweet release.

He sloppily thrust into you a few more times to finally reach his high, he slowed his movements and stayed buried inside you.

You tipped his head upward so you could plant a kiss on his open mouth, switching between sucking on his upper and lower lip.

He was too fucked out to return a proper kiss to you. When he regained some strength, he held your head, “are you okay?” Worried that he might have thrust into you too hard your head hit the wall.

You nodded, “If I knew that the make-up sex would be this good, I’d make you mad every once in a while,” you jokingly said.

He chuckled, “shall we fight about how you always wear such tight, short skirts to work then?” he teased.

You scoffed, “it’s tight, yeah, but it’s not that short, oh my God!” You grumbled on and on about it until Changbin hastily shut your argument with his kiss.

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[luvrlixie]

KILLING ME SOFTLY

【REQUESTED】 - OKAY OKAY SJDBJSISH I WAS GONNA REQUEST A SKZ SEEING YOU IN THEIR CLOTHES OR SOMETHING BUT THEN I STARTED THINKING ABOUT BINNIE SEEING YOU IN SHORT SHORTS AND HIS SHIRT WHICH IS LIKE HUGE ON YOU (ALSO THIS MAN IS DEF A THIGH GUY) AND MY MAN GOES F E R A L. SO. YOU LET HIM RIDE YOUR THIGH <33333

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tags: changbin x gn! reader, soft dom reader, thigh riding/dry humping, very soft, exhibitionism????????? idk they aren't alone in the dorm but no one walks in. not a lot of smut sorry y'all </3 mostly just sappy emotions.. but still nsfw... lit rally wrote at 4am and don't feel like editing lmaoo

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"seriously binnie! if you're gonna spend so much money on clothes, you should at least wear them. you have so many cute sweaters and the fact that they're collecting dust in the back of your closet is a crime."

changbin sat up and peered over the back of the couch as you entered the room. he was ready to shoot back a snarky comment but his words died on his tongue as soon as he saw you.

you stopped by the studio to visit him earlier, where he and the rest of 3racha were working on a track for the next album. you hadn't planned on staying long since you knew your boyfriend would be busy. but about 20 minutes after showing up chan was ushering everyone else out of the room, claiming that he had everything he needed from the other boys for now and that they both deserved a night off. any worries you or changbin might have had about chan overworking himself were immediately replaced by the realization that the two of you would finally have some time alone.

and that brought you to where you were now. standing in front of a blushing boy, wearing shorts and a long shirt of his that completely hid said shorts. you had decided to change after your boyfriend proposed that you spend the night. (at the time he was excited for movies and cuddles, but now it was an offer that he was starting to regret as he could already feel himself growing hard). the shirt you wore was one that changbin never put on due to it's size, he didn't think the whole oversized clothes style was really his thing.

but holy fuck it was yours.

"you uh- you look good."

changbin swallowed and you squinted. he was always a sucker for you wearing his clothes, but it was still odd for him to be turning so red just from seeing you in an shirt of his. luckily it didn't take long for you to notice the way his eyes wouldn't meet yours since they were focused on a different part of your body. you couldn't help but let out a little giggle. seeing you in his clothes might make him weak, but his biggest weakness was your thighs. he'd never exactly talked about your thighs in particular, but it was something that you had picked up on as your relationship progressed. you couldn't help but notice how changbin was always making sure to leave little marks on the inside of your thighs, and would jump at the chance to lay between them when he got sleepy, and how he would often pull out just in time to paint your thighs with his cum.

"like what you see?" you asked playfully as you took a few steps forward so you were standing in front of him.

"like what i- fuck yes... you're gonna be the death of me y/n."

you hummed in amusement, loving the affected you had on your boyfriend, and tangled a hand in his hair so you could guide him forward and let him press kisses on your thighs.

"mm seriously, on my gravestone it's gonna say your name after cause of death" changbin breathed out as he happily trailed his lips over your skin.

"that makes it sound like I murdered you, I'm not a fan of that"

you stood there for a few more minutes. finally moving away once you sensed that changbin was growing impatient. although you loved making your boyfriend beg, now was not that time for that. even though you moved to sit down next to him, changbin whined when you stepped away. knowing you, the poor boy was worried that you were gonna make him suffer through the whole movie with a boner. however, you had much different plans in mind for tonight.

with a smile, you slid a hand between his legs. "such a pretty noise, that little whine. wanna make it again for me?"

changbin's mouth went dry, he opened it to say something but nothing would come out. how were you always able to make him speechless? he did want to make that noise for you again. he wanted you to coo over how cute he sounded, but not here. not in the living room with minho still tucked away in his room, and with hyunjin and seungmin who were expected back at any minute.

"please, please let's go to my room. I need you."

you shook your head and started palming at chnagbin's crotch through his sweatpants, making his body go slack. "shh baby it's okay, calm down. I was just gonna let you grind against my thigh, let you get off like that. we'll be fully clothed so if anyone walks in it'll be pretty easy to play it off as cuddling or a makeout session."

that seemed to be all the reassurance that changbin needed. the way you were touching him paired with your soft voice was making his head spin. all he was focused on now was making you happy and chasing his orgasm. not even a second went by until he was moving onto your lap so he was facing you and straddling one of your legs.

"there you go! good boy."

you helped him settle into a comfortable position and pulled him close so his chest was pressed against yours and his face was buried in your neck. as changbin started to move his hips, you continued whispering words of encouragement and gentle praises since you could feel how tense he had gotten. changbin hadn't exactly done this before. and although the whole thing seemed rather self explanatory and he had gotten off by rutting against a pillow multiple times, he felt a bit self conscious with you watching his every move.

"It's okay bunny, there's no right or wrong way to do this. just whatever feels good." you whispered soothingly into his ear, catching the nervous look in his eyes and the way his movements kept faltering.

it was silly of him to be nervous, he realized. the safest he had ever felt was with you, and over the course of your relationship you had both tried out plenty of new things together (both in and out of the bedroom). thigh riding? this was nothing, you had certainly seen him in much more embarassing situations. so changbin nodded and finally started settling into a steady pace, trusting your words entirely.

every drag of his cock elicited a soft ah sound from the dark haired boy. luckily, you didn't have to worry about him being too loud. he was vocal and made plenty of noise, but always quiet whimpers and soft choruses of "oh"s. you could get him to be loud if you wanted to, you knew how. for now the tiny noises he was making was more than enough to satisfy you as you played with his hair and peppered his forehead with kisses. "there you go bun, bet it feels so good huh?" as you spoke you pressed your leg upwards, applying extra pressure to the whimpering boy's cock. the gasp he let out made your eyes widen in entertainment and you repeated the action, taking pleasure in how he squirmed everytime. "keep going little slut, don't slow down. doesn't my bunny wanna make a pretty mess for me?"

"m-more'" changbin panted.

normally you'd chastise him for not saying please. but right now you honestly couldn't care less. you just wanted your boyfriend to feel loved. wanted him to be as proud of himself as you are of him. so you smiled and pressed your leg up again, hands gripping onto his hips so that you can help guide his movements. "that song you were working on when I visited sounded so good. I know you've been working so hard on it. you're so talented baby, so amazing." changbin let out a sort of strangled noise and tightened his arms around you, pulling himself as close to you as he could get. the absence of words didn't bother you. sometimes changbin babbled on and on while you ruined him, telling you how good he felt and how much he loved you. while other times he just clings onto you, settling on a variety of whines to communicate. both were good.

as the familiar tightness grew in changbin's body, he focused on following the push and pull of your arms. if it wasn't for you guiding him he would have entirely lost his rhythm. knowing that your boyfriend was getting close, you started bouncing your leg and kneading his ass with one hand.

"changbin.. binnie, hey. c'mon let me see your face" you softly prodded, waiting for him to pull back. when he did, your heart squeezed in your chest.

he was so beautiful.

his lips were parted and his bottom lip was glossy and red from biting down on it too hard. his hair was sticking out in a few places, and his eyes were so full of pleasure. you could tell from the glassy look that changbin wasn't entirely present, his thoughts were elsewhere.

"m'gonna..." changbin slurred, hips twitching and back arching. you caught on immediately and softly grabbed his chin to make sure he didn't hide his face again, you always loved to see his face screw up as he comes. this time was no different.

"good boy, good boy let it all out for me"

you helped him ride out his orgasm and leaned forward to kiss him. not even caring that the kiss was messy and mostly just teeth since changbin was panting far too heavily to give you a proper kiss. when changbin's orgasm had finished washing through his body, you let him crash back into your chest. as you waited for him to catch his breath you rubbed his back and buried your face in his hair, giving him time to compose himself before talking.

"I love you binnie"

"..love you too y/n ... but seriously you're way too hot ... gonna die from sexiness overload"

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[mostlycompetentwriter]

Hi hello! So pleased to hear your requests are open! Can I please request for a marriage au mafia style where the reader gets hurt or assaulted by the rival gang in front of him and due to being restraint he can't get to her and he cries and begs for her stop. Then thankfully Chan and the others come to the rescue and you want nothing more than to be in chnagbins arms. Maybe a lot of angst and fluff afterwards too. Can't wait to see what you come up with 💕

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Changbin

Warnings: Mention of violence and blood; cursing and language; lots of angst and some fluff at the end; mature content

Genre: Mafia AU; Established Relationship

Where are you?

It feels like a dream. The very strange sensation of that in-between state because you were incapable of distinguishing consciousness from something less than. 

Am I alive?

You must be, aware of the sensation of cold, shivers running down your spine, raising little bumps across your arms...

“Princess!”

What? Did you hear that?

“Y/N!” the voice came again. More urgently this time.

You realized then, with the grounding agency of that sound, that your eyes were closed, but it was a struggle to open them, slowly coming back from whatever had sucked you down, wincing at the dull pain in your head.

“Y/N,” the voice sighed this time. Like it was relieved to see you cognizant. “Tell me you’re okay, love.”

Love?

It hit you at that moment, the sound of the voice. One you could recognize no matter the degree of darkness holding you under, and you managed to open your eyes enough to meet Changbin’s gaze from across the room. 

“Changbin?” you questioned. Or, at least, you thought you said his name. You couldn’t be sure since the sounds around you made it seem like your head was underneath water, distorting everything, and the roof of your mouth was dry and tasteless.

“That’s right, love,” Changbin said, and you struggled to keep him in your line of vision, watching his form swim and dance in strange directions.

“I don’t feel good,” you admitted, hearing what might’ve been a sharp intake of breath.

“Where does it hurt?” Changbin asked, and you frowned at how difficult the question was since you weren’t sure how to answer it.

There was too much numbness, and you were far more concerned with restoring your senses, slowly feeling your ears open back up and the things surrounding you come into focus.

Meanwhile, Changbin was still talking. “I’ll kill them all,” he growled. “This was never supposed to happen.”

Them? you thought to yourself vacantly, gingerly turning around as much as your bindings would allow, realizing only after a brief relapse of confusion that your hands and legs were tied to the metal chair you sat on. 

“Where are we?” you asked, finding your voice amidst everything else.

“I’m not sure,” Changbin whispered, and he suddenly sat upright in his chair, eyes narrowing and features taking on that practiced hardening that you associated with your husband at his most dangerous.

But a Changbin bound and tied by seemingly impossible to escape restraints didn’t exactly scream power to you. In fact, it seemed more like a power imbalance, and you were left reeling for answers when the sound of a distant door opening and then closing filled the space between you both.

“I see you’re awake now,” an unfamiliar figure announced, voice slightly accented. He walked with an arrogant swagger, matching the exaggerated steps he took and the smirk he wore on his grizzled features. “We’ve been waiting.”

“Don’t touch her!” Changbin snapped, jerking against his restraints as the veins in his neck visibly popped in response to his obvious anger and frustration. 

“Who? The girl?” the man asked with a lazy gesturing towards you. “Then you’ll give us answers, no?”

“What do you want?” Changbin asked, and you noted how his fingers were clenched tightly against the arm rests attached to his chair.

“The new shipment of weapons,” the man said. “Your men took them from us the other night. Came in and shot my best sniper.”

Changbin sighed, clearly frustrated. “They were originally assigned to us.”

“But then we made a better deal!” the man growled. “It was my name on that contract, and you had no right to interfere.”

“Says who?” Changbin asked, fishing for more information.

“I can’t tell you that,” the man replied. “I’m only the messenger.”

“You act like it’s more than that.”

“Oh?” the man smirked. “Well, I am a big deal.”

Changbin glowered at the arrogance. “I don’t lead the organization.”

“I know, but you’re an important player,” the man continued. “And your name was everywhere when I started investigating.”

“The weapons were a necessary exchange,” Changbin argued.

“But they were ours!” the man declared passionately, and Changbin knew better than to try to argue with someone so overzealous.

“Fine,” Changbin huffed. “I’ll have my men restore the weapons.”

“Wonderful,” the man sighed, tucking his hands into his pocket. “There is one more thing, though.”

“One more?” Changbin snorted.

“I know of your importance, Mr. Seo,” the man said. “I assume that you’re someone in possession of good information.”

“Like what?”

“Like that little bar you opened downtown,” the man continued, taking another step closer. 

You froze when he pulled a knife from his pocket, studying the way the light reflected off the harsh metal. “What about it?” Changbin grumbled, eyes focused on the obvious danger in the room.

“I’m curious about its sudden success,” he said, and you shivered when he started circling your chair. “Seems like something is missing.”

“Just good business,” Changbin said, but you could tell he was trying to get one step ahead of the guy - discerning the meaning of this unexpected conversation.

“Or, you figured out how to delegitimize the competition,” the man harshly exhaled, and you whimpered when you felt the cold blade of the knife tease the sensitive skin of your neck. 

Changbin sat up just a little higher, biceps flexing against his restraints. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Obviously,” the man hissed, digging the blade just enough to draw a tiny pinprick of blood. “You’ve sent your men undercover to spy on my business! To spread rumors and lies and turn my clientele away!”

Changbin chuckled at the outrageous claim, but it was devoid of any humor. “You probably fucked your business over yourself.”

“Do you think I’m a fool?” the man growled, searing metal against flesh. “I know men like you, Mr. Seo, and I’m willing to bet that you’ve played a bigger part than what you’ve let on.”

“I have better things to do than fuck with some second rate booze club,” Changbin growled. “We’ve got clubs all over downtown. They’ve all been successful, and it has nothing to do with sending off the competition.”

Changbin smirked then, something harsh and mocking. “Maybe you’re just a really bad businessman.”

But it was the wrong thing to say, and you withheld a scream of terror when the man suddenly wrapped biting fingers into your hair. “You want to save your cocksleeve?” he growled, gripping even tighter to your aching scalp and wrenching your head back to expose your throat and the small laceration he had left there on the smooth skin. A puddle of red amidst the rest. “Tell me why you did it!”

“I can’t!” Changbin snarled in return. “My guys never stepped foot in your territory.”

“LIES!” the man roared, and you were teetering precariously in your chair, back legs lifted from the safety of the floor.

“If you hurt her,” Changbin said, and his tone was staggered and weak. “I will make sure you suffer a thousand times worse.”

The man laughed, incredulous as he looked around the room. “And what do you plan to do about it?”

Silent tears fell down your glistening cheeks as you felt the man’s warm breath against the side of your face. “Maybe violence isn’t enough for you. Maybe I need to get what I need by other means.”

Your stomach dropped at the guttural tone, trying to meet Changbin’s eyes from across the room. “You’ve been warned,” Changbin said. “The grave you’ve dug for yourself is deep enough.”

“Oh?” the man laughed. “Well, since you think you’re in such control here, let me remind of you of the reality of the situation...”

“Changbin!” you cried when you were abruptly lifted from your chair, knife cutting through the ropes binding you, sending you colliding back against the solid mass of an unfamiliar form, loose hands roaming across your torso. 

“Stop!”

Changbin’s voice was just veering on the edge of desperate, recognizing that you were in no position for him to sound anything less than serious. 

“Stop?” your captor repeated in a mocking tone, and you felt the blade of the knife return to your throat, slicing down harder and finally triggering the hair-raising scream that you had been suppressing. Trying to be brave for Changbin.

“You can’t do this!” Changbin cried, and you were amazed to see the faint rivulet of a tear stain - the mark of weakness that your husband tried so hard to suppress in this violent line of work.

If you thought about it, there were only a handful of times that you had ever seen Changbin cry.

“I’ll do anything,” Changbin whispered. “I’ll even take her place! Just don’t hurt her anymore.”

“Hmmm?” Your captor relinquished his threatening attack, and you could breath a little easier when he turned his attention back to Changbin.“What if I offer you a compromise? Tell me how you’ve managed your business affairs, and I won’t kill your little plaything.”

Changbin inhaled sharply, gaze full of a sinister rage you knew was reserved for his greatest enemies. “You’ll be screaming for a death of your own by the time I’m done with you.”

“You still don’t understand,” the man sighed, and you gasped when chapped lips brushed against your cheek. “Maybe I’ll fuck her first...”

“You won’t have the time.”

“Says who...”

He trailed off then. The last words you ever heard from your captor before an enormous explosion interrupted the tension, walls and floors shaking as dust and debris fell from the ceiling overhead.

You could feel the body behind you trembling as well, but you knew that it wasn’t from the explosion. It was from fear, and in a split second of panic, the man shoved you to the ground, and you yelped when your head collided hard against the concrete. 

You attempted to pull yourself back up, but there was something numbing and weighty keeping you on the floor, darkness swimming threateningly in front of your eyes once again.

There were familiar sounds: the sharp click of a gun, the whizzing of bullets flying overhead, and the cacophony of screams and yells.

The pain was keeping you from focusing, aware of vague figures passing in and out of your periphery, running and moving in all sorts of directions. It was chaos at its finest, and you were incapable of comprehending any of it. Instead, you could only focus on two things: the pounding of your pulse against your eardrums and the intermingled buzzing of familiar tones.

There was a hand on your shoulder, but you were incapable of responding to their call, succumbing to an irrefutable and dreamless sleep.

The first thing you noticed when you were capable of understanding your surroundings, was the silky fabric of the bed sheets.

They were smooth to the touch and you flexed your fingers around them, humming in contentment when you silted open your eyes just enough to confirm that they belonged to you and Changbin. The ones you used on the King-sized bed in your shared room.

But therein lay the problem: you were alone in the bed, and the only voices you could hear certainly didn’t match the same tone of your husband.

You swallowed hard, flinching when the motion brought attention to the thick bandage around your neck, and upon touching the material, you were bombarded with a barrage of images reminding you of everything that had happened the previous night. 

It was enough to leave you shaking, seeking some form of comfort as you roused your body just enough to turn around to the sound of those voices, recognizing Chan, your husband’s boss, and Seungmin, the residential healer.

“Chan?” you groaned, grimacing at the dryness in your mouth.

“Y/N,” he acknowledged you, rushing over to your bedside in an instant. “How are you feeling?”

“Okay,” you said, watching as he lifted a bottle of water to hand to you.

“Drink this.”

You nodded, taking it from him. “Where’s Changbin?”

The question was met with silence, and you frowned when Chan and Seungmin exchanged quick glances. “Well, if nothing hurts, then I have other appointments,” Seungmin said, hurriedly dismissing himself from the room.

“Coward,” Chan muttered, but he was nothing but smiles for you, coming to sit down at your bedside. “Changbin...he’s busy.”

The answer wasn’t satisfactory, and your heart started beating a little faster. “Where?”

“Downstairs,” he said, and you knew exactly what that meant. 

“He brought him here?” you muttered, hating the idea of having someone like that under the same roof you called home. 

“Changbin insisted,” Chan replied, and you realized that he disapproved as well, but it still didn’t help your tender sensibilities, and you were ready to implode from the inside because you needed Changbin’s comfort.

“I need him,” you said, fixing Chan with a stern look. “Can you ask him to come up here?”

“He won’t be convinced until he’s done,” Chan said, but his gaze was soft as he leaned in closer. “I can help, if you’d like.”

It was a nice gesture, and normally you might take him up on an offer of comfort, but Chan wasn’t going to heal the turmoil bubbling inside of you.

The emotions burst forth, and your eyes had already glossed over from tears shedding themselves like dead leaves falling from a tree in the middle of a windstorm. “I just want Changbin,” you sobbed, and Chan was barely perceivable through the mess of your tears. 

You could tell Chan was upset by your dismissal, even as his fingers tried to brush away the wetness dotting your cheeks. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he said, and it spoke to a history between the two of you that often when unsaid.

You had been given to Chan, your organization’s leader, as a peace offering from a rival mafia group. It was a cruel trade, and you resisted as much as you could, especially since, at first, you were meant to be his betrothed.

And you came into the Miroh Group with a determination to resist them to the very end.

Until Changbin stole your heart.

From there, you couldn’t believe that you had gotten so lucky, falling in love whole-heartedly, capable of forgiving Changbin’s worst sins.

Including his more sadistic tendencies.

“You can try to see him,” Chan said, seemingly satisfied after wiping away most of the evidence of your internal breakdown.

You nodded immediately, even though you understood that what you might find downstairs wouldn’t be anything comforting.

You felt a little unsteady on your feet, even with Chan helping you down the concrete steps descending into a place you tended to avoid.

The smell of alcohol and blood were both overwhelming, and you stumbled on the final step, rearing back at the sound of a truly gruesome gurgle that reminded you too much of drowning. 

In the middle of the room you managed to make out Changbin, wearing dark pants and a white t-shirt, allowing you to see all the blood painting the texture in ugly patterns.

But then your attention wandered over to the poor soul strapped to the chair, barely recognizable because of the damage caused by your husband, the one who was gaping at you while holding a knife in one hand and scissors in the other.

"Y/N,” Changbin whispered. “Why aren’t you resting?”

You shook your head, looking past the gruesome, mangled damage to see the pained expression of your former captor. 

Changbin had made good on his threat to tear the asshole apart, and your stomach rolled at the awful display of violence.

Done at the hands of the man who made the sweetest love to you in the dark recesses of your bedroom.

Still, you craved his presence, falling into his open arms as he held you close after tossing aside his tools. “Shhh,” he whispered to calm your tears.

“You weren’t there when I woke up,” you sniffled.

“I’m sorry, love,” Changbin said, soothing your cries with soft cooing. 

You savored his closeness, tucking your chin over his shoulder and opening your eyes to look upon the decrepit appearance of your former captor. “What are you doing to him?” you asked, and you felt Changbin sigh as he pulled back from you.

“I know you don’t approve, love,” Changbin said, and he glanced down at his ruined t-shirt and jeans, drenched in blood. 

Under most circumstances, you would agree, but you felt your hand jumping to your throat, wrapping around the bandage covering your wound. 

Changbin frowned at the movement, likely remembering the events that led to your injuries. “Kill him,” you said, and both Changbin and Chan seemed taken aback by your response. It was completely out of character, coming from someone who often disapproved of the murderous part of their work. 

“Y/N,” Chan whispered, and you could see that he wore wariness on top of his horrified expression.

“Come upstairs soon,” you said, squeezing Changbin’s hand with your own. “I need you.”

Your husband nodded, looking at you with something akin to awe as you left the downstairs basement with Chan hot on your heels and torturous screams assaulting your ears. 

Chan only left your bedroom once Changbin arrived, showered and clean, wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt. 

“Careful,” Chan whispered to him on the way out, and you shivered.

But there was nothing that could warm you up more than Changbin, and you even managed a smile when he climbed into the bed behind you, wrapping a strong arm around your waist to pull you closer. “Hi, princess,” he whispered, and you felt like bathing in the sensual tone of his voice.

“Changbin,” you sighed in return, turning around so that you could face him.

“It doesn’t hurt too much, does it love?” he asked, reaching out to tenderly stroke his fingers across your bandages. 

“Not anymore,” you said. “Seungmin did a good job.”

“He better,” Changbin rumbled, and you tried not to roll your eyes at your husband. 

“I was really upset earlier,” you said. “When I couldn’t find you.”

“That’s my fault, princess,” Changbin said. “I didn’t know you would wake-up so soon....and there were things I needed to take care of.”

You sighed, closing your eyes hard against a distant image of your mind conjuring the bloodied and ruined form of your captor. “Did you find out who he belonged to?”

“Yeah, a small organization under Park,” Changbin said. “He was more than willing to talk after I took one of his fingers.”

Your heart twisted at his nonchalant tone. “I guess you silenced him.”

Changbin hesitated, pausing to look at you with concern. “Are you mad at me?”

“Just...disappointed,” you said. “I couldn’t hold myself together.”

“It would’ve torn me apart,” Changbin replied. “If I let him go without making him suffer for touching my princess.”

You closed your eyes, feeling Changbin trail his fingers across your arm. “But you’re here now?”

“Of course,” Changbin agreed, leaning in to kiss you gently. “I’m yours, love. For as long as you need me to hold you.”

“Might be all night,” you said, moving up to kiss under his jaw. “I need you in a lot of ways.”

Changbin chuckled at your implications, leaving nothing to be imagined as you grazed one finger over the front of his sweatpants where his cock lay flaccid. He titled your chin at a better angle, a glaze of lust darkening his eyes. “When you feel better,” he purred. “I’ll take care of your little pussy.”

You shook at his seductive promise, curling even closer to him as Changbin’s thudding heart lulled you into a comfortable peace.

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[skz-jeha]

I’m not cute. Take it back!

9/9/21

Warning: Fluff, Soft! Changbin

Pairing: Seo Changbin x GN! Reader

A/N: 

Description: You visit 3Racha at the studio and end up falling asleep there. What follows is a bunch of Soft! Changbin taking care of his S/o.

When Changbin introduced you to his friends, they were shocked. They could not understand how someone as soft and cute as Changbin (don't tell him that though), would be with someone as cold and intimidating as you. But don't get them wrong, the boys adored you.

You look out for them, and they call you Noona, even though you are younger than Chan and Minho. You help Felix bake now and then. You make sure to help Hyunjin take pictures and selfies for the Stays. You also make sure to spend time with the two Maknaes of the group: Seungmin and Jeongin.

However, what the boys don't know is that you secretly are a softy. Your baby, Changbin, is the only one allowed to see that side of you.

Today, you were going to drop by the studio. You walk into the room and greet 3Racha while setting down the takeout that you picked up on your way over. "Hey, Noona." Jisung beams up at you, to which you nod in acknowledgment, letting a small smile grace our lips.

"Thanks for the food, Noona." Chan extends his fist out for a fistbump, to which you happily return.

"No problem, Chanie Hyung." You smile and sit down on the couch, and Changbin puts his hand on your lap, squeezing it lightly as a greeting.

All of the boys surround the table and start to dig in. Changbin tries to feed you some of his fried rice, but you refuse. He looks at you in confusion.

"Why are you refusing fried rice?" he interrogates, turning his body around to face you, "You never refuse fried rice. Are you ok, babe?"

The conversation causes the other boys to pause their eating and look up at you.

"It's nothing Binnie, I'm just tired from work today." you smile at him reassuringly. He nods, not wanting to push you for an answer, especially in front of the boys. He continues eating with Chan and Jisung with his hand staying on your lap.

The boys eventually finished their food and went back to working on their current project. You ended up taking a spot on the couch and curling up into a ball, watching them get excited and passionate over their music. Eventually, though, you drift to sleep.

Changbin turns around about two hours later to see you curled up on the couch, fast asleep. 

"Sorry guys, I have to leave. I need to get (y/n) back home." Changbin fondly smiles at you and lightly shakes you from your sleep. "Hey babe, we can head home now. This way, you'll sleep on something comfortable." You whine and drowsily rub at your eyes and let out a sleepy yawn.

"Oh my god," Chan gasps and looks at you like you're some exotic creature. "So cute," Jisung adds next to him.

"I am not cute." you fix Jisung with your trademark glare, "Take it back!" Chan bursts out laughing at Jisung's scared face. Changbin chuckling next to you, hand lightly rubbing your back. 

"Come on, babe. Don't scare poor Jisung" Changbin smiles at you and helps you off the couch. 

You both bid Chan and Jisung farewell and then head home. 

Changbin drives you both home, hand resting on your thigh while you slowly drift back into sleep, head resting on the window. Changbin merely smiles at you adoringly and makes sure to get you both safely home.

Upon arriving home, Binnie picks you up and sets you on the couch. 

He lightly wakes you up to get ready for bed. You begrudgingly brush your teeth while Binnie untangles and braids your hair and helps wash your face from any remaining makeup from your day. He then helps you into your pajamas, which consist of Changbin's shirt and some shorts. You then pull Changbin down onto the bed and curl up around him like a koala.

"Babe, I need to get ready for bed too."Changbin chuckles lightly with his arms wrapped around your waist.

"Fine. But come back, Binnie," you mumble into his chest while begrudgingly unwrapping him from your arms. 

Chnagbin smiles down at you and pecks your forehead. He gets ready for bed and then walks back into the bedroom. He leans on the door frame and simply appreciates the sight in front of him. You curled in bed under the sheets, wearing his shirt and looking adorable. It is like he fell in love with you all over again.

"It's too cold, Binnie. Come back to bed," you mumble, peeking up at him from under your covers.

"You can't possibly be cold, Jagiya." he chuckles at you while approaching his side of the bed.

"I want my Binnie cuddles." you pout, to which Changbin takes as an invitation to peck your lips.

"Ok, ok. I'll give you your innie cuddles," Changbin says as he wraps his arms around you, engulfing you in a feeling of protection and calmness. "Happy now, Jagiya?"

"Yes, very." you humming in happiness, kissing his chest while he kisses your forehead.

“I love you, Jagiya.”

“I love you too, Binnie.”

You two then drift off to sleep happily while curled up into each other.

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[moastays]

always and forever

changbin x reader

-when you get stuck at the practice room for a upcoming dance recital. changbin comes to take you home for a relaxing night

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you sighed as you sat down in the middle of the practice room. you were a dancer and lets just say this dance was not going well. You practiced the choreo for hours and you still werent able to get it right. there were plenty of new bruises and achy muscles that were telling you to stop but you carried on because you wanted to get it right before it was too late.

your plans came to a hault when your music suddenly cut off you looked over to the stereo to see your boyfriend changbin standing near it.

“baby what are you doing here” you said while giving him a weak smile. he knew something was wrong; hell he could read you like a book. So he quickly came over to you and engulfed you in a big hug. you rested your head in his chest as a tear rolled down your cheek.

“your dance mates told me you have been going at it all day. you have worked hard today its time to go home alright?” he said rubbing the small of your back.

you sighed. “i still havent gotten it yet though. i cant mess this up you know this im just scared i wont get it right.” you said crying looking up at him. he gently used his thumb to wipe your tears. his heart broke seeing you so sad and stressed. he wanted to do anything to try and make you feel better.

“i understand my love but you cant keep going tonight or you are going to hurt yourself and wont be able to perform at all..lets go home, you did amazing today with practice we will rest up and come back and work on this together tomorrow okay?” he said as you nodded your head in agreement. he smiled going outside the practice room to wait for you to finish packing up. you picked up your things limping slightly and headed to the front to meet up with changbin.

when yuy made it out, changbin was squatting on the floor and you gave him a confused glance. “dont look at me like that dummy your foot is hurt get on” he said implying that you needed a piggy back. you smiled and got on knowing that he wouldn’t take no for an answer. you rested your eyes while on the way home in content. changbin smiled to himself, happy that he was able to get you to leave even though you were usually so presistent.

when you both made it changbins apartment you were fast asleep. changbin set you down on the couch and prepared a shower and got you some pjs that he had saved for you at his place. he woke you up for you to take a shower so you can relax afterwards.

after you had finished up you met him in his room as he patted for you to come sit. you sat on the edge of the bed while changbin stood in front of you, he gave you a quick massage and wrapped up your ankle that had been bothering you. he also applied some lotion to help you feel better. ”you have to be more careful love. i couldnt live with myself if you ever got hurt from overworking.” he said causing you to look down.

“i love you y/n please take care of yourself. remember dance is important but you are way more important. i need you here with me i cant have you out of commission at the age of 19.” he said causing you to laugh. he smiled since you perked up a bit.

“i love you too bin, ill try to do better i promise” you said causing him to give you a big grin. you smiled back at him and wrapped your arms around his neck to bring him into a sweet kiss. he wrapped his arms gently around your waist not wanting you to feel more sore while kissing you back. the kiss was soft sweet and caring. changbin really wanted to show you how delicate and precious you were to him and it really showed through. you both disconnected from the kiss after running out of breath and chnagbin quickly kissed down your face and on your neck.

“lets go to sleep now baby” he said kissing your neck once more before you both got under the covers and he pulled you close.

“thank you bin, for coming to get me” you said quietly as your eyes began ti droop shut.

“i will always be there when you need me my love. always and forever.” he said kissing the top of your forehead as you both fell asleep to the sounds of stars and crickets outside.

( a/n remeber to take care of yourself guys <3 )

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