༊*·˚ forced proximity with skz
♡. genre: fluff (and some sexual tension in changbins one but shh)
♡. a/n: i wrote something! can you believe it bc i cant dfhdsf anyways, this is the hyung line only bc i ran out of ideas for the maknaes so uhh 🥺 forgive me. if inspiration strikes again i’ll do the others too but until then pls enjoy this!! (also these are quite long bc of course they are, i have no self control)
꒰ °CHAN ꒱ - having to share an umbrella
There was no sign of rain today, none. The day started amazing actually, with the sun high in the sky, shining brightly as you made your way to work. A beautiful day, one that quickly got ruined by the appearance of angry, grey clouds that inevitably brought with them the pouring rain you were currently trying not to get soaked by.
The walk home wasn’t a long one yet in the rain it could have become, so you did what everyone in your situation would have. You called a friend, but not any friend – Chan.
“Thank you for coming to get me, Chan. I don’t know what I would have done without you.”
The man smiled in response, happy to help as always. You swear, he was way too nice for his own good sometimes.
“Don’t even worry about it, Y/n,” he shook his head, stepping closer while tilting the umbrella more in your direction to make sure not a single raindrop got to you, “What are friends for if not to help in dire need?”
A laugh escaped you at that, swiftly dodging a puddle as you both walked in the direction of your apartment, “Dire need? Chan, it’s just rain.”
“Yet I don’t see you walking ahead and getting rained on.”
You both giggled, the teasing exchange nothing unusual in your relationship. Being with Chan was comfortable, freeing even so you never felt the need to put up any front while in his presence and you liked to think he didn’t either. It was a genuine connection between two people, purely platonic –
“Chan, you’re getting soaked!” you exclaimed, eyes widening once they spotted the way he was holding the umbrella. In his effort to protect you, he was neglecting himself and as touching as that should be, it only annoyed you. Chan was always putting others before himself but this was ridiculous.
He didn’t meet your eyes, sheepishly looking away, “Wow, Y/n, look at that – “
There was no point in listening to his rambling so instead, you took matters into your own hands (literally) and pulled him closer, reaching up to straighten the umbrella in his hold without a word. Everything was silent after that, with Chan biting down his words and accepting his fate, albeit with a bit of reluctance. It took you a few moments to realize why but when it hit, you almost jerked back. You were very close now, so close in fact you could feel his body heat radiating off of him and count every eyelash, helping you notice for the first time how beautiful his side profile was. How beautiful Chan as a whole was.
Your hold on his biceps relaxed, heart suddenly starting to thump loudly against your ribcage at the proximity causing you to almost let go in embarrassment. But before you could, Chan pulled his arm away first. You had no time to mourn the loss of his body heat because he quickly switched the umbrella to his other hand and wrapped the one by you around your middle, pulling your body flush against his side. It felt almost natural, to be held by him like this, the weight of his arm quickly becoming comfortable and pleasant. He was even warmer like this, the feeling of his own heart beating at miles per hour like yours slightly calming down your nerves and instead awakening butterflies as he looked down at you with a gentle smile, silently asking if this was okay.
It was more than okay – so much so that you didn’t let him go once you reached your apartment, wanting to hold him a bit longer.
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