popular friend!Chan x fem!reader
drabble: friends2lovers, teasing, smut, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of seungcheol & mingyu, penetrative sex, fingering(f receiving), dry humping, nipple play(f receiving), fluff
a/n: happy birthday dino !! a little drabble in honor of the future of kpop mr. lee chan ! i hope you enjoy reading, i plan on writing more in the future !
The smell of the book will always make you swoon; a swoon that is romantic but few could recognize. Chan clears his throat from next to you, breaking your focus. You look up to him, raising your head from the table.
“Can I help you?” You sigh aloud, to which he quirks a brow in return. His facial expression is enough for you to know that he is judging you, but nothing too serious.
“Please let me enjoy this book for once.” You say, lowering your head back to the book once again.
“Are you reading or are you about to eat it?” Chan laughs.
“I imagine you probably have a party to get ready to host later, so you should start leaving now.”
At the moment, you were trying to enjoy your latest read in between your homework. Until your friend from high school, Chan, spotted you and decided to annoy the hell out of you where he finds some kind of childish pleasure from.
You and Chan met in your sophomore year of high school after your teacher placed you next to him for the rest of the year. Chan went from being a nerdy, awkward, and the kid to an obnoxious, rowdy, and popular person in a span of a few months. However, whenever around you, he toned down and wouldn’t tease as much as you have barely changed, maybe aside from your looks. Chan grew into his face which later would come in handy to his college years, specifically the ones where he would spend at the same school as you.
Everyone around you assumed you were an older sister to Chan due to his obedience and his shift when you were around. As much as you wanted to get away from the limelight that followed Chan, you were unable to lose the reign of the bubbly dinosaur that trailed around you. Chan being in a frat was predicted by you but you still strayed away from the party life that Chan was practicing. Something Chan didn’t mind too much.
“You’re right, I do actually.” Chan nodded as he stretched his arms, not appearing to get up anytime soon. “But I don’t want to leave you on your own yet. You know since its January, it gets darker way sooner, so I’d rather walk you back to your dorm before I head over to the house.”
“It’s okay, my friend is coming by to walk with me,” You start, seeing Chan’s shoulders sit back at the mention of another person.
“Don’t worry, it’s Ellie.” You laugh.
“I don’t particularly like Elliana, you know.” Chan argues.
The discomfort that is shared between Ellie and Chan is that Ellie is a party girl and always turns up at his parties, where she would later snitch to you about the different array of girls he would kiss and sneak off with. It’s not something that you were a fan of hearing as Chan was an old friend to you, but it gave you something to tease him later about.
“I know, but she just told me about the red head she saw you tangling your hands into.” Chan’s ears turn red at the mention of another girl he messed around with.
“We didn’t even do anything. I don’t understand why she even tells you. It’s really none of her business in the first place.” He frowns deeply, reminding you of his younger self making you laugh.
“It’s funny to see how you react, besides I don’t even care so don’t feel embarrassed. You should be more worried about catching something in the long run.” You comment and Chan looks down.
“Well that’s one way to kick a man out of a library.” He says dryly. “I’ll see you, Y/N. Don’t be a party pooper from the comfort of your dorm.”
Chan’s comment has you thinking of something else to tease him with but Ellie springs up beforehand.
“Hi Chan, or should I say man-whore?” Ellie says, smiling enough for 10 people.
“Ugh, please don’t come later on, Elliana.” Chan practically begs to which Ellie laughs.
“Don’t say that Channie, or else I won't bring my hot friends.” Ellie retorts.
Chan looks uncomfortable with Ellie’s comment and instead turns around and leaves without another word.
“Hm, usually when I say that he basically jumps for joy at the thought of another hot girl entering his premise.” Ellie says, plopping next to you.
“Really? He always acts like girls are not of interest to him. At least to me, I guess.” You say, closing your book, it wasn’t being read anyways.
Ellie doesn’t respond, simply leaving a satisfied smile.
“Alright, we can go to the dorm.” You say getting up fixing your shirt correctly.
“Woo, let’s go!” Ellie nearly shouts, having you slap your hand over her mouth.
“Too loud?” Ellie squeaks, and you nod.
“Green or red?” Ellie asks, wearing a fitted red dress and hold a green one next to her. She spins around to show you.
You examine both dresses from your bed.
“Red, it has a sexiness to it.” You smile at her, dropping your eyes back to your phone. Chan sent a text asking about hanging out with him and his mom when she comes down to visit.
“Perfect!” Ellie smiles, running her hands down her body approvingly.
You respond to Chan and go back onto Instagram where you see people you go to school with posting pictures and videos from parties, some of which you can see Chan chatting with different girls. You sigh as you feel FOMO from the pictures alone. Although you don’t like parties, there was something about seeing Dino having fun with other girls that made you feel like you were missing out on a part of him that everyone else got to see. Who was this person that Chan was hiding from you? Was he embarrassed of you?
“Can-uh Can I go to the party with you, Ellie?” You ask suddenly.
Even Ellie is caught off guard from your question and responds with a loud “Huh?”
“I just haven’t really gone to any parties as of recent so I felt like I was kind of missing out. I just wanted to go to one.” You ramble and Ellie’s faces lights up.
“Of course! Get ready, and then head to my room when you’re done! A couple of us are going to be pregaming before we go!”
At that, you start brushing out your hair. You had makeup done already so there was only a little to be touched up, a little darker than usual. Then you shimmy into a black tight dress that you bought for parties, but has been rarely used. It falls barely above your butt.
You wander over to Ellie’s dorm room where there is loud music blaring already. You knock and Ellie rumbles out giggling, “WOO, COME TAKE A SHOT!”
You don’t question anything, and before you know it you’ve had 3 shots and are heading over to Chan’s frat house in the freezing cold without a coat. Not that you needed one, you couldn’t feel the snow.
The frat house is spilling with people already and you follow behind the rest of the girls. Already tipsy, you don’t look too out of place, but you still feel a little awkward.
The inside is dark, which makes you feel a little more comfortable while your eyes scan to find a specific person.
Ellie rushes over and suddenly hands you a red solo cup. “Drink this!” She shouts, which is loud even with the deafening music.
“What is it?” You ask, looking up from the cup, only for her to be gone already.
Normal instincts are not in use as you take a long sip of the disgusting drink. It nearly makes you gag it up and it burns as it runs down your throat, but you feel lighter.
You pass by a few guys and stop when one of them stands in front of you, stopping you from leaving.
“Hi, I’m Seungcheol.” The guy with the big arms smiles at you. You instinctively smile back. Before you could muster up a response, a large hand snakes around your waist and pulls you in.
“Hey guys, this is Y/N” Chan suddenly says, and you realize that Chan is the one with his arm around you. If you were sober, you probably would’ve pushed him away by now, but now your face just feels hot.
“I thought she was, like, your sister or something?” One of the guys says, must taller than the others.
“Gyu, shut up. No, this is my friend.” Chan asserts, but you can tell he is a little tipsy himself based on his awkward demeanor and reaction.
Before any of the guys could respond, Chan whisks you away to the other side of the room, where dozens of people are dancing drunkenly.
“What are you doing here? I almost didn’t believe it was you until I saw Ellie with you.” Chan says quickly.
The drink must’ve hit faster than you thought because now your thoughts are all jumbled and all you can think about is how hot Lee Chan is.
“I wanted to see how you act without me.” You pout, something that is completely out of the ordinary for you. Chan, clearly surprised by your response, laughs.
“Oh, did you? Well, you can’t know if you’re already drunk” Chan says, his smile reaching the corners of his eyes.
“Aw, can you please show me?” You look like you’re about to cry.
“Hey, woah woah. It’s okay, You’re okay, come with me.” Chan says, his hands trying to comfort you, with your sudden explosion of sadness.
Chan grabs a hold of your hand and you follow him upstairs. A shout from below comes from Ellie, “WOO GO CHAN! GET YOUR DREAM GIRL!”
You swing your head from Ellie back to Chan, “Who is your dream girl?”
Chan shakes his head, but doesn’t respond, so you stare at the back of his head where his ears are a dark red. You feel yourself sober up from a revelation that has your hands sweating.
Chan pulls you into a room that he turns the light on in, you assume it’s his room. You’ve never been to his room, but you feel like you’re spinning so you don’t think too much.
Chan has you sit on the bed with the dark blue sheets. “This is such a boy bed.” You comment.
“Well I am a boy.” Chan says, smiling.
“What are we doing here? Is this what you’re like at all your parties?” You ask, clearly confused.
“No, I’m not. I don’t want you to see me like that because I’m not fun.” Chan says, handing you a water bottle, a little warm from sitting on his nightstand for however long. “Just stay here for a little bit to sober up, I think you have a really low tolerance.”
“But, I want to see how everyone sees you. I only see you as the cute, sweet, awkward boy who is sometimes annoying.” You explain and he listens thoroughly.
“I don’t want you to think of me like how Ellie does. If you don’t see me like that, then I’ll still be that sweet guy to you. I’d like to keep a good reputation, you know.” Chan says, smiling.
“So are you really a man-whore?” You ask, slurring your words a little.
Chan just laughs at your bluntness. “Drink up.”
Taking another sip of water you just look at Chan and maybe it was the alcohol, but you couldn’t stop smiling at him. Hoping to not want to creep him out, you suddenly drop the smile.
“What’s wrong?” He asks, and you swoon at how gentle he is. It was like a light you haven’t seen him in and it was so warm. Chan was so warm.
“You smell like a book.” You blurt out.
“What?” Chan asks, about to laugh.
“You smell like a book right now. Don’t worry, I like the way books smell.” You explain, looking straight at his collar bones that were peaking from his black tee shirt.
Before Chan can respond, you lean in and smell his neck. While not something that was intentionally sexual, Chan tenses up at the action.
You sit back and look at him. Chan is no longer smiling, the look on his face is the most serious it’s ever been.
“I’m sorry, I had a get a better smell.” You explain, looking at your clammy hands.
Suddenly, Chan lifts your chin and kisses you. It's a soft and gentle kiss, but you melt into it. Before you can properly kiss back, he is already pulling away. Your eyes flutter open and the outer parts of his face are reddening.
“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I’ve just ruined everything. I know you probably see me as a brother and now I’ve just made this so awkward. Please just forget-”
You cut him off and instead shut him up with a kiss. It’s a little sloppy, immature, and awkward, but that's how you both were. Chan starts to kiss back after a moment of surprise and starts to lead.
Chan’s hands place their place on your cheek and neck, respectably, before he pushes his body closer to yours.
You gasp when you feel his chest touching yours and he takes the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. He explores your mouth, moaning to each of your reactions that felt like too much for him.
You find your hands on his chest, fingers dancing their way down to the hem, then pulling it over his head. When you break the kiss, your eyes scan his face. Cheeks a dark red, eyes heavy lidded, out of breath, and so hot.
“Oh my god, look at you.” Chan starts, his arms reaching for waist, like his hand were already molded in your hips.”Do you want to continue? We can stop if you want.” Chan says, looking like he never wants to stop.
“No, please.” You respond, pulling him back in.
He helps slide your dress down past your chest, where he pulls away to lock his eyes onto your laced bra.
“Is it okay..” He asks, while you’re already unclasping it for him.
His hands fly up to your chest and he squishes. He plays with your chest until he replaces his pinching fingers to light biting to your nipples. You become a moaning mess while your hands tug onto his short dark hair.
“Can you please,” Before you can finish your sentence, Chan pulls his jeans off leaving one piece of fabric tailored on his body left.
You slowly pull off your panties and he gives his full attention. His pupils, blown out as he leans in to kiss you. He kisses you softly, while his fingers rub your clit. He swallows each of your moans and slides a finger in.
“You’re so so tight, is this all for me? Are you making a mess on my bed for me? Are you going to make it up to me?” Chan says as you moan out apologies, none of them meaning much as you’re grinding against his fingers.
“If I give you more, will you take it like a good girl?” Chan asks, using his other hand to squeeze himself to relieve some of the strain from not being able to fuck you quite yet.
“Please, give me more. Please, please” You cry out, which is not enough for Chan. He grinds his hardness against your bare cunt, “Would you be a good girl for me?” He asks again.
“Yes. Please, just for you.” You cry out, and without another word, Chan pulls his member out and pushes into you without warning.
You both groan at the stretch and he doesn’t move, allowing you to adjust to his size.
After your nod of approval, he starts moving. “God, it feels like you were made just for me. I can’t believe you made me wait since high school. Do you know how bad I’ve wanted you?” Chan rambles as he continues thrusting. You can’t even register his words completely from the pleasure being so overbearing.
“Chan, I’m so close.” You moan out and he starts moving faster.
You can feel him get close by how fast he is going and you throw your head back while you finish. You shut your eyes so tight and squeeze him in the process.
“Oh, I’m so close.” Chan says, pumping into you. You start getting overstimulated and your body starts shaking as he pulls out and cums onto your stomach. He groans and plops down next to you.
You both are breathing heavily and stare at the ceiling. You look over at him and start laughing, remembering what he said during sex.
“So you really wanted me for that long?” You chuckled, the cool air from the room finally hitting you.
“Shut up.” Chan mumbles, ears becoming permanently red. “You said I smelt like books.”
“I like the way books smell.” You say, leaning over to kiss him.
