Pairing ✑ Bang Chan X Felix
Genre ✑ Smut with a hint of fluff here and there (Drama & Romance) NO SMUT DETECTED IN THIS CHAPTER
Contains ✑ God!Chan, Human!Felix, Slight slut shaming( Shaming someone for what they’re wearing), Alcoholism, Swearing, mention of sexual sounds
Word count ✑ 4k + extra ( A/N, content etc.)
(A/n): Thank you all for reading!! 🥰 My apologise for spelling errors and mistakes and for it taking so long to get here but here you are!!! It’s a bit boring first chapter but it’s just building up plot so bear with me I’ve been working on this for a while.
"HA! PAY BACK IS A BITCH AFTER ALL"
These are my friends. Jesus, why am I friends with these lunatics? I was in my friends shared apartment, Hyunjin's and Changbin's, watching them play a game on their PS4. From what I can tell Changbin just murdered Hyunjin's character. "Are you two going to actually help with this project?" I said sighing. I've been waiting for hours for help but the two love birds kept getting distracted. I checked the time, it was almost midnight. I started packing up my things, putting my books and pens back in my bag, "I should go home now anyway."
"We're sorryyyy! We'll make it up to you lixie." Hyunjin gave me a sweet smile as a way to get back on my good side. I have to admit, it was working.
"Yeah, how about we treat you to breakfast tomorrow before classes? " Changbin suggested as he set down the controller and stood up to let me out of their home. A free breakfast? How could I resist that, besides I have a special class tomorrow that I have been looking forward to ever since my professor told everyone about it. I waved back at my friends as I left, thinking of what tomorrow will be like.
The CEO of a company I really want to work at is coming into the University to give a speech to all the students that take business classes. Bang Christopher Chan, the mastermind behind the perfume company that make a special scent to help you sleep, they have other perfumes too but ‘Constellations’ is the most famous and well known perfume collection they produce. I would be lying if I said he wasn't hot, like seriously...he is HOT!
Everything about him is attractive, his dark hair, dark eyes and even the way he gets dimples when he smiles. Not to mention that with a suit on he could have anyone he wants. Surprisingly, he's still single. I'm not sure why because he could have a beautiful model if he wanted, but I guess dating really isn't in his books right now, unless he's secretly dating someone, yet it's not really my business.
As soon as I got into my apartment, I set my bag down along with my keys and started undressing for my shower. I need an early nights sleep, all I have been doing is stressing over a dance project that I have with Hyunjin and Changbin although I'm almost done with it, and it's not due until a few weeks, but I still want to get it over and done with. My apartment was a decent size, very modern, but it has traces of me in certain places.
My curtains were wide open letting me overlook the city through my floor-to-ceiling windows, it’s like that in every room apartment from the bathroom and my study room.
I was naked as I walked through my apartment, but I don't care since no one can really see from this high up anyway. I walk around naked or half naked often since my boyfriend, Dabin, is pretty much the only one that comes over these days, and he comes over rarely. Our relationship is weird, but I love him, these past 2 years he's treated me really well even though he's really pushy about sex, it's not that I don't want it's just that I don't feel ready. It doesn't feel right just yet, so I want to wait a little longer but something about the lack of conversation between us is telling me it won't be long until my time is up.
Speaking of the devil. My phone rings in my hand as I walk into the bathroom, I usually use it for music.
His voice sounded raspy as if he’d just woken up or something.
“Hey Dabin, did you just wake up?” I asked as I turned on the shower.
“You could say that. You’re having a shower? Can I come join?” Dabin asked with a cheeky tone knowing very well what the answer is going to be but that wasn’t going to stop him from asking.
“You have your own shower for a reason. Use it.”
“Watch that pretty mouth of yours babe, I’m just teasing.”
“Yeah whatever.” I hung up the phone, it might seem like I overreacted but he deserves it, he hardly talks to me anymore and when he does he’s always asking for things. I’ll probably ring him after my shower to try and mend things if I can.
I stepped into the tub, pulling the curtain around and sighed as the water covered my body, my muscles relaxing instantly. My eyes closed thinking about what my life is right now. I’ve come far from what my life was before I decided to pull it together, I have Chan to thank for that. He may not know it but his perfumes have helped me sleep more nights than I could have kept count of.
I finished off washing my body, stepping out the tub and grabbing a towel off the towel rack to wrap around my body, then grabbing a smaller one to quickly dry my hair.
It was a little cold tonight so I decided to sit by the fireplace, turning it on, still in my towel as I text Dabi.
Felix: Sorry for hanging up so suddenly.
Dabi: It’s fine I had company anyways.
Felix: Company? What company?
Dabi. Just a friend. I need to see you tomorrow. Meet me at the Devils lounge at 9.
Felix: You know I hate that place but fine
That stupid club. It’s basically a sex den with drug smuggling, I even heard there’s a satanic cult that goes on downstairs but I never thought about checking it out to be true. I highly doubt it to be true but I’ve only been there once and I hardly remember it since I was drunk.
I’m more interested in who this “friend” is but I’m too tired to be bothered about it.
Standing up, I let the towel fall from my body not really caring to pick it up. I turned off the fire before heading towards my bedroom, my favourite place. It was dark, the only light being the natural moonlight and it set the mood for me. I sat on the side of my bed near the bedside table that held the lamp, an alarm clock and a tissue box. Opening the draw, I took out the dark blue box that had silver constellations and stars covering it with the words “ Lupus. Constellations.” Lupus being the name of the scent and ‘Constellations’ being the name of the perfume collection. The brand name is : Christóforos which is beautiful and I’m in love with it.
The whole concept is just perfect, I’m unsure how but this perfume collection’s purpose is to help with sleep, there’s 12 different perfumes all of them named after a different constellation....duh and each one helps a certain sleep disorder for example: insomnia, parasomnia, sleep paralysis etc. There’s also a collection that helps staying awake and each bottle is different amounts of time. Again, I have absolutely no idea how it works but it does, the reviews are all positive. Not to mention it makes you smell amazing. Lupus is lavender scented and helps with insomnia, I haven’t had problems with it ever since I bought the perfume.
I spritz a bit on my neck, each side, before I lie down in the bed, cuddling into the sheets as I look out the windows. My metal balcony blocking some of the view but it’s still pretty.
It didn’t take long before my eyelids started to feel heavy and that was it. Out like a light.
It’s finally midnight, the time I get to do my job, going around the city and turning peoples nightmares into dreams. I sort of get a signal, well it’s more like a feeling of which direction I have to go. My power is limited in the human world but I can still teleport, fly, manipulate weather, camouflage in shadows. These are just the powers I inherited from my parents, thanks to them and their powers mixing to make mine. The only thing I’d thank my parents for.
I’ve been sitting on top of an abandoned building for hours just watching humans going about their business like everyday. They’re intriguing to me, I won’t allow myself to get close to one but the way their world works just makes me want to be human myself. Bambam doesn’t get it but I don’t need him to understand how I feel, it’s not that important.
What is important is that I’m getting a signal, a direction to go. My wings spread letting the air flow through the black feathers. I pulled up my hood on my black hoodie, tying the strings to make sure it doesn’t fall whilst flying. I like to wear all black attire for when I do my duty, normally black skinny jeans and docs with a black hoodie to blend in easier to the night.
I jump down from the building, it was only a small one, and landing with my knees bent only to bounce back up on my feet, standing straight. Using my power to turn into a shadow, I walk around the side of buildings. Walking past people that have no idea that I’m there. Sometimes I need to walk before I can fly, less risk of some human spotting me and exposing my world.
As I get closer to the location I decide to fly quickly the rest of the way, my wings carrying my body through the air to a glass apartment building. Landing on a balcony I look into the room. Not in a creepy way just to get an idea of where I am and where I need to go if I need to teleport. I flexed my back once more to get rid of my wings.
The human that owns this apartment was a little messy, clothes where on the floor a long with books and papers , the bed sheets where falling off underneath the heap of blankets in the middle of the bed that was wriggling and moving as if someone underneath them was having a bad dream...which they where.
I tried the balcony door and surprisingly it was unlocked, of course no one would try breaking in this way but to me it would be an extra safety sort of thing. I guess whoever this human is they have a different way of seeing things.
As I quietly stepped around towards the bed, a whimper fell out from underneath the covers and for some reason I couldn’t help but feel...sad? I gently pulled the blanket back, with one hand, that covered the humans face.
He was beautiful. From his cute little nose to his above-shoulder length hair that fell perfectly around his face as he slept. It was quite dark in the room but the moonlight lit up his face allowing me to just about notice his freckles.
Another whimper and furrowed eyebrows pushed me out of my inner thoughts making me realise I was starting to get too close to the humans face and leaning on the bed. I breathed in slightly standing up straight and looking around a bit more, it helps to get an idea of what to make the dream about.
That’s when I noticed the family blue box of perfume. “Good choice.” I smiled a little, whispering being sure not to wake him up. It’d be odd to just see a random guy dressed in all black in your bedroom, well more scary than odd.
Along with the perfume I spot a few magazines, old ones from maybe 3-4 months ago with my face on the front cover from when my new perfume line was successful. This human appears to be a fan of my work.
I thought to myself, it could be a little a tiny bit risky but it wouldn’t be weird if he had a dream of me...would it?
I have the power to put myself in someone’s dream but I haven’t done it for a long time.
Before I do put myself into the dream, I make myself comfortable by sitting against the side of the bed where I could still turn my head to see the human. I can only do this in close proximity so I pray to Zeus he doesn’t wake up during this.
Closing my eyes and calming my breathing, I focus on picturing the dream and the human too. I just went with the first idea that came into my head. A masquerade ball.
It was an odd feeling, a nightmare turning so quickly into a dream. Felix had never had that happen before. It went from having a nightmare of when he was kid, crying and feeling so scared of his parents screaming at each other. So loud and chaotic. To it turning into a peaceful and safe masquerade ball.
Felix was dressed in a pink suit, a white shirt underneath the jacket with ruffly sleeves that hug his wrists. A black ribbon tied into a loose bow underneath the collar of the shirt, a matching black corset tied tightly around Felix’s waste. He was wearing matching pink slacks with an open skirt attached to the back, it was thick and long. Lastly he had black loafers with a gold buckle, his hair braided on the side and a rose gold masquerade mask that had a flower on one side with feathers too.
Felix felt like he just walked out of a fairytale book. It felt so real but not at the same time. As he observed other people he’s never met before he wandered around the walls of the golden ballroom. Everyone was laughing and dancing, so carefree.
On the opposite side of the ballroom, Chan was watching Felix behind his black masquerade mask that he held up to his face by the end of a stick that was attached to it. He wore a midnight blue suit with black shirt that was open a little.
Chan noticed the brown haired boy stopping in his tracks as people started to dance around him. This is the chance. The chance for Chan to introduce himself.
He started to walk towards Felix. The boy seemed to have noticed and couldn’t help but watch as the man approached him.
Chan moved the mask out of his way using his left hand to run it through his black curly locks. Felix’s lips parted in surprise to seeing his idol in his dream, not that it hasn’t happened once or twice before but this dream feels so much more real. As if they where actually standing in front of each other.
Chan held out his hand, “Hello.”
“Oh, hello. “ Felix replied softly. He shook Chan’s hand gently, almost squealing from excitement.
“My name is Bang Christopher Chan. I couldn’t help but notice you from across the room.”
“I’m Lee Felix, it’s nice to meet you.” He smiled. His freckles more apparent in the light.
“Well Lee Felix, would you care to dance with me?”
“Of course!” Felix almost threw himself into Chan’s arms and Chan noticed. It made him smile to himself at how cute Felix was.
Cute? Chan thought to himself as he lead Felix to the middle of the dance floor, holding onto his hip and hand as the music started.
‘I meet one human for the first time and now I’m calling him cute?’
Chan felt a bit torn between his personal feelings and his duty. But it’s just a dream, the human probably will forget in the morning. So it doesn’t matter what happens, right?
“You’re a good dancer...” Felix commented noticing Chan was spacing out a little.
“Oh uh, yeah I have had a lot of experience so you could say I’m practically a professional.” Chan chuckled trying to crack a joke but it was kinda true, he has had lots of experience. It worked Felix couldn’t help but giggle, a shiver running down Chan’s spine just from the little brown haired boys smile.
The beat of the music became a bit faster so Chan spun Felix around before gripping his hip again pulling him around the dance floor. Felix never wanted to wake up from this. Not ever.
As the music slowed, the two left the dance floor to the hallway making small talk between each other. It went on for almost an hour, just enjoying each other’s presence.
But it had to come to an end, chan didn’t have the heart to just leave the human after seeing his dream. He wanted to keep him smiling like this forever.
“Felix.” Chan whispered to the younger who was looking at the pictures in the hallway of people dressed in fancy clothes.
“Felix.” He said louder this time catching Felix’s attention.
That was it. Just that sweet innocent look threw Chan over the edge. He pushed the smaller against the wall, holding the back of his head so he didn’t bump it. Their lips attached like magnets, perfect. It was a lustful, hungry but meaningful kiss.
But it was so short lived.
My eyes slowly blinked open. It was midnight and very dark. The only thing I could think of was that dream. It was so random but so beautiful. Dancing in a dream with my idol.
I breathed in sitting up and getting out of bed and throwing on a random shirt that was on the floor. Pushing my hair out of my eyes as I opened the balcony door and leaned on the railing.
“So tired...” I spoke to myself as I watched the quiet traffic. It felt like someone was watching me...on the building across from mine there was a figure on the roof. My poor eyesight can’t see any features but their stare was intense.
I decided to go back inside and lock the balcony door. I usually don’t but that stare gave me goosebumps.
The next morning I was walking around campus with Changbin and Hyunjin, a coffee in one hand and a pretzel in the other. My outfit was simple, a small white tank top with grey sweat shorts that are getting a little small and tight with a white jacket on top, my Air Forces double knotted.
I had my gold circle rimmed glasses on and my gym bag on my shoulder. Today I had dance practice so I dressed for it.
“ Felix please slow down, I’m getting a stitch.” Hyunjin whine pulling on changbins arm whilst he ate a cookie.
“I’m going to be late for my lecture!” I panicked speeding up.
“He wants to smooch the man in his dream, he is not slowing down anytime soon.” Changbin sneered.
Hyunjin laughed making Me shake my head.
“Oh cmon! You’re just jealous.” I turned bouncing on my feet and flashing a smirk before turning back around skipping a little.
“What? Jealous?! I am not jealous, there’s nothing to be jealous about.” Changbin spluttered only making Hyunjin roll his eyes.
“Not jealous my arse.” Hyunjin muttered. I laughed a little as arrived at the building my lecture was going to be held in, waving to my friends as I parted down a hallway, turning into a big classroom that had rows of seats at the back.
Not many people liked to sit at the front so all the seats at the back was taken already so I decided to sit at the far end of the first row.
I sat down, putting my bag next to my feet and pulling out my note book and koala topped pen. A gift from Changbin.
I was nervous and excited to see Bang Chan for the first time, I had so many questions to how the perfume works, what’s used to make it and how he runs the business so well that it became famous in most countries that it became a franchise.
“Good morning class. Mr. Bang will be in to take over shortly, please pay attention and use basic manners like raising your hand to ask a question.” My professor spoke, blabbering on about what to do and what not to do but my eyes and ears where elsewhere.
It was him, he looks so ethereal walking through the door in a black business suit fixing it ever so slightly. His black hair was messy and totally hot.
I was almost actually drooling down my chin until I snapped out of it from hearing his voice.
“Hello everyone. I’m Bang Christopher Chan the CEO of Christóforos brand. I built my business from the ground up with my best friend.” Chan spoke about how he came up with the business and what he had to do to. Obviously not telling us how he makes the perfume which is odd.
He ranted for a little before allowing us to ask questions.
My hand went straight up, his eyes meeting mine making a tingle go all over my body.
“Uh Felix. I’m very interested in joining your business to work there...obviously and I wanted to ask how you make the perfumes?” My cheeks heated up as he approached me taking something out of his jacket.
He pulled out a card and placed it on my notepad. It has his business number on. “How about you come for a tour. The perfume making is a trade secret.” His attitude is so much different from the Chan in my dream.
He seems more closed off.
I checked my phone for the time sighing.
If another old creep hits on me again I’m going to leave, Dabin can suck it if he complains about it.
“Hey sweet cheeks.” I was about to turn around on the bar stool and slap whoever said that but it turns out it was the devil himself.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” He looked at my sweat shorts in a disapproving way.
“Are you trying to get hit on by other people or what?” He tsks at me.
“...Fuck you.” I spat at him.
“Whatever. I’m just going to say what I want to say and get out of here. I’m done waiting for your teasing arse, I thought it’d be a fun challenge but it turns out you’re just fucking boring so I called off the bet with my mate.”
My stomach turns and tightens, tears falling out of the corner of my eyes. I could be bothered to say anything and just looked down at my feet. Not looking up until he left.
Once he did my first instinct was to turn to the bar man.
“I’ll take a vodka. Keep them coming.”
~30 mins later (P.O.V 3rd person)~
Felix stumbled holding a big bottle of vodka, laughing at himself as he attempted to find the bathroom almost falling down a set of stairs. He kept walking down the neon red hallway, bumping into someone coming around the corner.
“Oh watch it doll face... I know you don’t I? “ a voice asked belonging to a tall, dark haired and tanned shirtless man with tattoos.
“Where’s the toilets sir?” Felix slurred his speech hardly put together correctly.
The man chuckled. “Yeah I recognise your face. I guess Dabin told you about the bet he and I made. If it was me I wouldn’t of given up so easily with a body like yours.” The man was basically speaking to himself as Felix was too drunk to listen.
The man just turned to leave, disappearing into a room with loud moans and giggles escaping out the open door.
Felix wandered back up the stairs not knowing where he’s going and decided to just leave the Devils lounge taking the half empty bottle with him.
He walked around the streets aimlessly, drinking more and more so he can’t feel anything.
“Woah...Felix? What are you doing out so late?” Chan spotted Felix from across the street whilst he was doing his job. The night job of course. He noticed Felix was swaying and struggling to stand upwards.
The brown haired boy looked into Chan’s eyes and smiled, falling into his chest going limp.
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