chris’ eyes flared with anger — a sight you weren’t used to. his brow was furrowed and his jaw was clenched. he softly touched your neck, thumb ghosting the fading bite mark that was his but the scent certainly wasn’t.
‘someone else scented you...’ he noted, talking to himself rather than you. you immediately apologised, still new to this hybrid thing of his.
chris smiled, accepting it. his anger diminished as he came up with the only right solution — he’d fuck you into next week and mark you up as his again. if it happened again he’d simply kill the person.
‘can you get all fours for me?’ he asked to which you quickly nodded. heart pounding and heat pooling in-between your legs, you already knew how the night was going to end.
hands fumbling with the bedsheets, you gasped when you felt chan’s thick cock filling you. even though you weren’t new to being his sex buddy, he always left you breathless at the feeling. now buried deep, chris grunted at the mixed sensations of your warm pussy and the cold lube he coated his dick with.
it wasn’t long ‘til chris was fucking you into oblivion — clearly sticking to his idea. a string of moans and whimpers fell from your lips, you couldn’t do much but writhe and shudder under the feelings of his lips trailing along your skin and his hands roaming your back. it was electrifying.
‘I’m going to fuck you full.’ chris growled before placing a few chaste kisses on your shoulder. one hand was locked on your waist, nails digging into your skin. you whined at his proposal, the pain of him knotting was something you hated but loved.
‘oh, you want it? c’mon [name], I need to hear you say it or have I fucked you speechless?’
bang chan was a man of many talents — rapping, producing songs, being a great leader but the thing he was the most best at? dirty talking. he just couldn’t keep his mouth shut. growing even more aroused at his demanding yet calm tone, you forced yourself to speak.
‘yes! fuck! please!’ you panted out between whimpers. chan was doing all sorts of things to your body; his thick lips placed wet kisses on your back while his hips met yours at a steady but good pace — you were practically incapable of swallowing down your moans and staying quiet.
‘oh yeah? you’re going to breed my puppies?’ chan’s voice was husky and low. he rose away from your back that was littered in light scratches. he placed a hand on your belly, rubbing small circles. ‘you’re going to be the mother of my pups? have them grow inside here?’ you responded again whilst weakly nodding. tears welled up in your eyes and your stomach clenched. the moment of pure bliss was seconds away.
‘that’s right.’ a smirk unfurled across his face at your answer. he dipped his head, groaning at the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of your slicked walls.
chan’s dick throbbed, signalling his orgasm was near so he changed his game; now he was hitting you with short, powerful thrusts — increasing the volume of skin against skin and your pretty moans.
‘such a loud mouth, princess. i think it’s cute how you’re so willing to tell everyone that i’m the one doing this to you.’
i’m so sorry i went m.i.a. for months i’ve been having a rough time writing in general :(( but recently my heads been full of ideas so mayhaps i’ll make a comeback 👀
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‘say it’ chris taunted; raising his chin and asserting dominance. ‘tell me right now you aren’t feeling good’ he skilfully continued to plunge his fingers in and out of you while watching with lust-filled eyes.
your words were choked. ‘I’m not— fuck, oh my god’ chris arched his fingers; hitting your g-spot. he pressed his lips against your neck; leaving wet, sloppy kisses.
arousal sparked in your stomach and sweat collected on your nose. chris tugged his lower lip between with teeth; the bulge in his sweatpants were prominent and he craved the sweet touch of release.
he gently kissed the top of your ear. ‘hmm what a good bitch,’ a needy whine escaped your lips. ‘you like riding my fingers huh?’ chris’ voice was raspy and low in your ear; his breath fanned down your neck.
a string of groans fell from your lips; you hated how chan was so good with his fingers. maybe if he wasn’t this skilled you wouldn’t be giving him that satisfaction that he was really good in bed. ‘I’m close,’ fuck christopher bang, honestly.
chris attached his pillowy lips on yours again; swallowing in your moans. he pulled back with a devilish grin. ‘that’s good, I’m open’
you would’ve punched that smirk off his face but that feeling of blissful euphoria was in your reach. ‘don’t stop’ you said breathlessly.
chris started to draw figures of 8 with his thumb on your clit — he quickened the pace with his fingers and that’s when you came undone.
‘cum on my fingers baby’ he purred. your back arched as a string of profanities left your mouth. chris watched with pride; slowing down his fingers so you can ride out your orgasm fully.
you dipped your head back and lurched your hips foward; crying out in bliss. your muscles pulsed hard and fast around chris’ fingers — coating them in your arousal. he slowed down his thrusts so you could ride your orgasm out fully.
‘say it [y/n], I’m good with my fingers aren’t I?’ he continued with his playful teasing.
‘you are’ you admitted in defeat; a part of you still didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.
[11:42pm] Your head naturally leans to rest on chan's shoulder as you snuggle closer to each other under your shared blanket in search of more warmth on a cold night. Despite it being December, the sky was exceptionally clear that night, no clouds blocked the winter stars and you thought your attic studio wasn't so bad. It may be small, but the window on the slanted roof was like a portal to another dimension were everything was quite and peaceful, therefore you both thought of placing the bed under it. Talk about sleeping under the stars, literally.
Maybe it was the breathtaking view of the stars, softly shining like pieces of glitter scattered across the sky, maybe it was chan's intoxicating cologne, easing your mind and making you feel home, but you couldn't help but let your mind wander through all the possible and impossible things, and you found yourself blurting it out loud.
"Chan?"
"Yeah?"
"What if we never met?"
a sweet chuckle leaves the boy's lips before he replies
"What makes you think about that"
"I was just wondering," you say, shifting closer to him, if that was even possible, and he does the same "how would i have spent this year if i never met you, if i never went to that cafe that night, if you never saw my drawings, how would i be spending my night right now" you rambled,
"You wouldn't be having the best cuddling session I'll tell you that" chan blurts, his head still resting on yours but you know he's smiling, you do too.
Silence fills the room as chan thinks more about your question before starting,
"I think, if we never met, i would be way further than where i am right now, we learn so much from each other and that's what makes us grow more" he says and you only hum in approval
"and most importantly, i wouldn't be welcoming the new decade with the cutest human alive" he adds, and you finally look at him for the first time in that conversation, a stupid smile adorning your face at his cheesy comment.
Chan smiles back in satisfaction, before resting his forehead on yours, his eyes studying every inch of your face, as if you were a piece of art, as if you were the most beautiful thing he's seen in his life. You struggle to stay calm as your heart races inside your chest, your tense fingers tugging at your fluffy sweater paws.
It feels like forever before he finally leans forward, capturing your lips in a sweet yet quick peck.
You've kissed chan before, but every time feels like a first, same butterflies, same tingling feeling. He never failed to make your stomach turn with one simple charming smile.
"happy new year love" he whispers against your lips when he pulls away, and the same stupid smile spreads on your lips
"Chan your libra is showing" you say your famous line, or more like your way of coping with his constant cheesy acts, as in pretending to be done with his flirty libra ass.
Chan laughs before snaking his arms around your waist and pushing you down on the bed
"Babe that joke is so two thousand and ten" he says cheekily before you both snicker at his line.
-
Happy new year everyone!!
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prompt 17: “I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do.”
a/n: i had so many ideas for this prompt, but i had to go with this forbidden love route.
warnings: angst (happy ending though ofc), some swearing
your personal music tutor was not too much older than you, and you had quickly grown fond of him. you two began hanging out even outside of lessons. chan was breathtaking, heck, you could consider him a prince. that was the problem though with your crush. chan was a normal person, he had no royal blood in him, your father, the king, would never approve of him. despite this fact, chan and you hung out outside of lessons, telling your father it was simply just extra lessons. there was no way chan would reciprocate these feelings, and even if he did, it was totally illegal for a commoner and the princess to be together. he was your middle ground, he didn’t treat you like you were a princess in the sense that he treated you as if you were like him or anyone else. you loved this.
your normal routine continued until suddenly, chan smiled less. he stopped showing an interest in your bond, and it hurt so much. he stopped ‘extending lesson time’ and just taught you normal lessons, making conversations that weren’t about your lesson short. it happened so suddenly too.
your yearly birthday ball was coming up, and everyone in the kingdom was invited to the palace for the night. you figured this would be the perfect chance to speak to chan. after your lesson, you, princess y/n, formally invited chan to your ball. he would have to come, right? when the day of the ball came up, you thought about how much you wanted to speak to chan, and you were super excited too. you just wanted to know what you did wrong to make him so distant.
the ballroom was full of excitement, guests spoke to you and wished you a happy birthday. you scanned the room, hoping maybe you would meet eyes with the musician, but to your dismay, you couldn’t find him. after spending a good portion of the night looking for him, you decided to have some fun and dance. that was when he finally approached you. it was time to slow dance, and chan came behind you and cleared his throat. “excuse me, princess, but if i could have this dance, i would be forever grateful your highness,” he requested, bowing gentlemanly. you smiled and curtsied.
“with honor,” you answered. he put his arm around your lower back and grabbed your other hand. and the two of you danced until the song was over. you leaned and whispered in his ear, “can we speak privately?”.
“of course, your highness,” he replied. after some of the attention was off of you, the two of you went out to the royal garden. after walked towards the middle you turned to him frowning.
“why have you been blowing me off?” you asked.
“i don’t know what you’re talking about, your highness,” chan told you. you scoffed.
“you don’t have to call me that chan, but you’ve totally been ignoring me,” you said, “i thought we were supposed to be best friends.”. chan bit his cheek
“well i’m sorry it seems that way, y/n,” he said.
“that’s all you have to say?!” you raised your voice. he didn’t reply. you sighed. “whatever, i guess this friendship didn’t mean as much to you as it did to me,” you stated coldly, before turning to join the ball again.
“y/n, wait,” chan called. you stopped and faced him. “you’re not wrong, i’ll admit i have been blowing you off, but not without reason!” he admitted. you crossed your arms.
“for what reason then? what did i do?” you asked.
“it wasn’t you, none of it was you, well i mean it kinda was you, but it wasn’t your fault,” he tried to explain. you looked at him puzzled.
“what? chan just please tell me, i miss you,” you said.
“fuck y/n!” he let out, “you want the truth?”.
“yes! that’s what i’ve wanted since we started this conversation!” you told him. chan stepped towards you before putting his hands on your arms and kissing you. the kiss was so passionate, yet powerful. he let go.
“i think i’m in love with you, and i don’t know what to do,” he said. you stayed silent. “i-i’m sorry i shouldn’t-”
“no, chan, i love you too,” you replied. you both stood there.
“this sucks, we can’t do this it’s illegal y/n,” chan said. you nodded, as you felt a tear fall. chan put his hand on your cheek and wiped the tear. “don’t cry y/n, you know i panic when you do,” he said. you sniffled, before noticing a gate of the garden is open. you gasped.
“what if we can?” you said. chan looked at you puzzled.
a/n: this one was hard to choose which number to do, but i decided on…
prompt 32: “You’re the best thing that has, and ever will happen to me.”
warnings: anxiety attack
it was right before your ‘big day’, and you should be excited, but you couldn’t help but feel anxious. the thought of all those eyes on you terrified you. your thoughts didn’t stop there though, it only became a spiral of negative thoughts and soon you felt yourself cry, uncontrollably. “hey! what’s wrong?” one of your bridesmaids asked. you tried explaining but struggled.
“oh my goodness, someone get chris!” another bridesmaid called. you to calm yourself down with typical tactics, but you were already too far out in thought to do so. suddenly, a familiar male came into the room and immediately came to your aid. he wrapped his arms around you and hushed you to calm you down.
“hey, y/n, baby, it’s me, calm down,” he said softly, “5 things you can see, 4 things you can touch, 3 things you can hear, 2 things you can smell, and 1 thing you can taste.”. you slowly calmed down thanks to your groom to be. chris rubbed your back in slow circles and used his other hand to hold yours. you gulped before finally wiping your eyes.
“okay, okay,” you whispered to yourself.
“tell me what happened? you shouldn’t be crying on your wedding day,” chris asked. you shrugged.
“i don’t know, just i was thinking about how many people will be watching me, and,” you stopped.
“and?” he asked.
“and, i guess it spiraled into thoughts, i even thought about how much i don’t deserve you, and how much you deserve better,” you admitted. chris face dropped, before he kneeled in front of you, holding both of your hands.
“y/n, i don’t want you to ever doubt for a moment, that i want anyone else other than you,” chris stated.
“i know but, i just,” you trailed off. chris kissed your hand and stood up, still holding your hands.
“y/n, you want to know a secret?” he asked.
“what?” you asked.
“you’re the best thing that has, and ever will happen to me, and i’m more than elated to call you my wife today,” chris told you, looking at you with so much adoration in his eyes. you grinned and watched as a tear fell from chris’ eye. he wiped it before chuckling. “see! look! now you’re making me cry,” he said. you laughed before standing up and kissing his cheek.
“you should go, it’s almost time,” you said.
“okay, i love you y/n,” chris said, before letting go and leaving. you watched, and you realized, man, he was the best thing that has ever happened to you too.
prompt 69: “I’ve fallen for you and it’s becoming difficult for me to get anything done.”
a/n: i love this prompt omg it’s so cute cherry’s taste omg
warnings: none!
your long time friend, chris, has been having some time struggling with producing. usually, chris is super good with this and faces no trouble. you didn’t know this, of course, until changbin had told you about your friend. you decided to pick up some lunch from his favorite fast food place and surprise him in the studio.
you knocked on the studio door expecting an immediate reaction, but only being asked who it was. “it’s y/n!” you called, “and i come barring gifts of food!”. you heard him chuckled on the other side.
“just leave it there and i’ll get it,” he replied.
“chris, don’t you want me to come inside?” you asked.
“uhh,” chris started, “maybe later.”. you frowned.
“oh, okay,” you said, in a disappointed tone. you set the food down and prepared to walk away.
“wait! y/n, i’m sorry, come in,” chris called. you grinned and picked up the bag to go inside. when u opened the door, and to your surprise, there were paper wads all over the floor, crinkled into balls.
“rough day?” you asked.
“i guess you could put it that way,” he replied. you sat in the wheely chair next to his and set the food down.
“can i help?” you asked.
“uh no, you don’t have to, the fact you got lunch-”
“no really! i would love to help!” you told him.
“you can’t help y/n!” chris raised his voice. you flinched a little. “i-i’m sorry y/n, but you can’t help me because…the issue is you,” he explained. you looked at him confused.
“what do you mean?” you questioned.
“god y/n, isn’t obvious,” chris said, “i’ve fallen for you and it’s becoming difficult for me to get anything done.”.
summary: your boyfriend’s best friend, chan, sees yellow too.
a/n: this was inspired by the color aus on tik tok but i hope you guys like!!
words: 2,454
warnings: fluff, angst(sorta?), kinda cheating? but not really?, swearing
initially, when you started dating felix, you weren’t expecting to find your soulmate. honestly, your soulmate could be anywhere, so you kinda fell out of the idea of finding ‘the one’. felix was the first person you felt any romantic feelings towards, as it turns out it’s possible to love someone who isn’t your soulmate. as soon as you two were partnered for a project in your freshman year of college, you felt an instant connection. felix did as well, and he felt it was safe to assume you also saw pink. felix saw pink. sure you felt guilty for lying to felix, but he never really brought up the ‘soulmate’ idea, and you were too scared to lose your boyfriend so you just went along with it.
it was 4 months into your guys’ relationship that felix started talking about his best friend. chan was coming back from australia soon and felix was so excited and told you all about how he and chan are like brothers. felix mentioned he almost went back with chan as well but got stuck with finals. you’ve never met chan before, but you’ve seen pictures. one thing that caught your attention was chan’s tendency to wear yellow. he would be wearing a yellow wrist band, or maybe his shirt was yellow in pictures. yellow was your color. it was also your favorite, seeing as you couldn’t see anything else.
“hey, babe! do you wanna come with me to pick up chan tomorrow?” felix asked you. you thought about it before deciding you were curious about this ‘chan’ person.
“yeah! what time?” you asked.
“probably like 7, you can just spend the night here if you want,” felix told you.
“sounds good!” you replied.
for the most part, you two spent your time watching movies until you both fell asleep on the couch. you couldn’t stop thinking about that detail about chan. he always wore yellow, and maybe it was coincidental, but what if it wasn’t? you shook your head and tried to sleep again.
the airport was crowded with people, and had you not been holding on to felix’s arm you definitely would have gotten lost. felix scanned the area looking for his friend, until suddenly his face lit up. “chan!” he called, waving his hands in the air. the familiar man from pictures suddenly came jogging towards the two of you. you almost froze. he was wearing yellow. the hoodie he was wearing was yellow, and his tennis shoes were too. felix let go to hug chan.
“felix! i missed you!” chan said.
“i missed you too bro!” felix replied. the two let go before chan looked at you.
“and i take it you’re y/n?” chan asked. you smiled and nodded.
“nice to meet you, i’m felix’s girlfriend,” you said.
“let’s go get some breakfast!” your boyfriend suggested.
upon speaking to chan you found out he was in college, but dropped because he wanted to focus on his music producing. he made music with two of felix’s other friends you knew, changbin and jisung. though you didn’t know those two well either yet. during this time, you watched chan in glimpses. you couldn’t lie, he was definitely attractive. “y/n has always wanted to see the song creating process, you should show her sometime,” felix said, bringing you into the conversation. chan looked at you.
“that sounds cool! just tell me when you’d like to come over,” chan told you. you smiled and nodded. felix nudged your side.
“stop being so shy, y/n, it’s just chan,” felix said, “sorry she’s been so silent she’s a little shy.”.
“well i know it’s been a while since you two saw each other too! so i wanted to let you two talk,” you explained. chan laughed. it was over for you. his laugh was so pretty.
“so y/n, if you’re so interested in song making, why are you in the teaching department?” chan asked you. you took a sip of your coffee.
“while i’d love to pursue music, i’ve always wanted to be a teacher so i guess i just tumbled into it,” you answered. he nodded.
•••••
you looked at your closet. felix had invited you to a simple get together with a few of his friends, including chan, too. you looked at your favorite dress, it was yellow with flowers. you knew some of the flowers were pink because felix had mentioned it before when you wore it. you loved it because of the yellow, and it happened to be super comfortable to wear too. you put it on and continued getting ready. about half an hour later you heard a knocking at your door, and you assumed it was felix, so you answered it. sure enough, it was your aussie boyfriend, but he came with chan. “i really need to use the bathroom,” felix said, speeding past you to go to the bathroom. you and chan laughed before looking at each other, you couldn’t see the exact color of his eyes, but you could tell they were a dark color. you felt like they were probably the most beautiful eyes you’d ever seen.
“i like that dress,” chan commented. you focused your attention back to the conversation.
“thanks!” you replied.
“it’s yellow,” he told you.
“i know,” you instantly replied without thinking. you froze, and chan looked at you suddenly puzzled.
“what?” he asked.
“i meant, i know that that’s the color you see, felix told me,” you said, trying to not blow your cover. and that was when you knew it. chan was your soulmate. what would you tell felix? you couldn’t tell felix. you love felix, right?
“oh! yeah,” chan replied, “yellow is my favorite color, actually i’m making a song about it, maybe tomorrow you can come over? i can show you how i make my songs.”. you smiled and nodded.
“definitely,” you answered. felix came out of the bathroom and the three of you headed for the get together.
you had tried to enjoy the get together, but you couldn’t. you were so focused on what chan told you. he had to be your soulmate. how could you tell felix? you love him. you would never want to hurt felix either. you spaced out until felix gently tapped your shoulder. you shook out of your thoughts and looked at him. “hey, you good?” felix asked.
“uh yeah, i just need to take a step out,” you said, getting up to go outside. you looked at the sky, thinking about how to go about this. what if chan didn’t even think of you like that? why would you think that you don’t like chan? though you couldn’t lie, his kind nature and quirky personality were so lovable. your train of thoughts ended as you heard someone else open the door. you looked up expecting to see your boyfriend, but to your dismay it was chan.
“are you okay, y/n?” he asked.
“uh yeah,” you answered. he closed the door and took a seat next to you.
“it’s so nice out,” chan commented, “the night sky is so beautiful.”. you nodded. chan scooted closer to you.
“lighten up y/n!” he said. you chuckled.
“i know, i just have a lot on my mind,” you lied.
“like what?” he asked. of course he had to ask.
“uh, just school,” you said. chan got up.
“how about i take you somewhere to get it off your mind?” chan asked.
“uh, like as friends?” you asked.
“yeah! i mean we are friends right?” chan replied. you smiled and nodded. he stood up and reached his hand out.
you stepped out of chan’s car, and looked and realized you were at a park. chan walked towards the swings, and you quickly followed after. as soon as you two sat down, chan began to lightly swing himself. “so, tell me y/n where are you from?” chan asked.
“(country name),” you answered.
“what brings you here then?” chan asked. you chuckled.
“i was originally apart of an exchange student program, but i ended up really liking it here so i moved,” you said.
“it is super pretty here,” chan said. you nodded. “i could see why you wanted to stay, my music is inspired by this area,” chan told you. you nodded.
“that’s so poetic,” you said.
“i mean, in a way i have to be right?” chan asked. you laughed.
“you’re right,” you said, “i also considered music more of a hobby of mine, but i love teaching.”.
“that’s cool too, you’re still chasing after what you want,” chan said. you nodded.
“thanks,” you said.
“anytime,” chan replied. a silence fell between you two, but it felt more natural. like, almost as if you two didn’t need words to acknowledge you’re enjoying the presence of each other. “felix talks about you a lot, i can tell he really likes you,” he said, breaking the silence.
“really?” you asked.
“yeah, he always talks about how hardworking you are, and how caring you’ve been towards him,” chan said. you felt your stomach drop. you felt guilty. you felt like you should tell felix the truth, but yet you knew it would crush him. you yawned. “you getting tired y/n?” chan asked. you nodded.
“yeah, i think it’s close to bedtime,” you said jokingly. chan laughed. god, that laugh was like music to you. you could literally hear him laugh for hours and be amused.
“let me take you home, i’ll pick you up tomorrow around 11,” chan said, standing up. you stood up as well and walked with him.
the drive home was silent but calming. he walked you up to your door. “thank you for this, chan” you said.
“it’s nothing,” he replied. you two stood there just staring at each other for a minute, smiling. ou heart was beating so loud surely chan could hear it. you shook away from your gaze and headed in.
the next day you got ready and picked your outfit precisely. you decided you’d put a yellow bow in your hair, wanting to get some sort of reaction out of chan. once it was around 11, you head a knock on the door. you answered and saw chan, wearing the same yellow hoodie, with a yellow wrist band. “you ready?” he asked. you smiled and nodded.
his studio was amazing, to say the least. it was so cool to see a real studio. chan sat down and started to type on his laptop. you watched as he started to mess with the program. he looked so focused, and you loved it. he looked so into it and you were just taking in the view. he gave you one of his earbuds so you could hear what it was about. the song was called, ‘the color yellow’, and it was about how much chan yearned to find the one. this hurt so much, and felt so awkward for you. you wanted to tell him. you really, really, wanted to tell him. you wanted to kiss him, you wanted to feel him, you wanted everything that had to do with the curly haired man. that was when you realized. you had fallen for chan. he really was your soulmate. you had to tell him. there was no other option at this point.
“chan,”
“y/n,” you both spoke at the same time.
“you first,” you said.
“uh, no you go first,” chan replied.
“no i insist,” you said. he took a deep breath before taking your earbud out along with his.
“i need to be honest, i don’t know when or how, but ever since i met you in the airport i’ve felt drawn to you,” he confessed. you looked at him shocked. not quite sure how to explain. “and i know, you’re felix’s soulmate but-”
“i like your hoodie chan,” you told him, cutting him off. he stopped to think. before looking at your bow. he looked back at you with shocked eyes.
“y/n, you’re-”
“a filthy liar,” felix stated, bursting through the door. you both looked at felix before you stood up.
“felix please-”
“i don’t want to hear it y/n, you’ve been lying to me this whole time?!” he exclaimed, “i feel so stupid, and you!”. felix pointed at chan. “you started liking y/n, thinking she was my soulmate? what the fuck! i trusted you. BOTH of you,” felix said.
“felix please just hear me out,” you said. felix huffed.
“not today, not right now. i need some time alone,” felix replied, before storming out of the booth.
•••••
days had passed and you hadn’t heard from either felix or chan. you tried reaching out to felix, but he would only leave you on delivered, turning read recipes off. chan had been silent too. you felt so hopeless. you had somehow managed to lose both of the guys. it was your fault too, you should have came clean about your soulmate from the beginning. you suddenly heard your phone go off, and you leaped to look at it. it was a text message from chan, asking to meet up at the park.
you wore a yellow hoodie with some leggings and left. you saw the familiar man wearing a similar outfit, and approached him. “hey,” you said. he looked up at you.
“hi,” he replied. you sat on the swing next to him like you did that night.
“chan,” you said.
“yeah?” he asked.
“i’m sorry,” you replied, “i should have come clean, but i honestly never thought i’d meet my soulmate, and let alone did i think it would be felix’s best friend.”.
“i should have said something too, i suspected you saw yellow from when i saw you in that dress,” chan said.
“i ruined things between you and felix, and i understand if you don’t like me,” you told him. chan chuckled.
“i can’t not like you y/n, you’re stuck with me. i can’t be mad at you, it’s like my heart wants you too much,” chan told you. you looked at him.
“so you’re not mad at me?” you asked.
“no,” he admitted. he got up from his swing and walked in front of you. he cupped your cheeks and got close enough to kiss you. you could feel his gentle breaths. “can i kiss you?” he asked.
“please kiss me, chan,” you answered. suddenly, his lips were on yours and nothing ever felt more right. finally, after all the trouble, you found him. the kiss was full of passion and made your heart beat harder. you finally let go, gasping for air. “we need to make things right with felix,” you whispered. chan nodded.
Coping with some ultimate life changing news. Minho wants to stick by your side, but when something happens in the blink of eye. It just changes everything…..
Pairings: Bang Chan x Reader | Lee Minho x Reader
Genre: Angst, soft smut, love triangle
Words: 1.9k
Warnings: soft sensual sex (sex doesn’t stop when a woman becomes pregnant), fighting, cursing. *There maybe a trigger towards the last part of this AU. I really don’t want to place it here and spoil it. So read at your own risk*
A/N: FINALLY! I know some of you have been waiting a while for this. I need to thank @cherryeol04 for the little shove. Thanks <3
just wanna say, i CALLED this shit ok? i KNEW there was no way this baby was minho’s from day 1. if y/n was NOT being a rachel, maybe she would have thought about how before chan left they had sex.
