꒰ pairing. bf!changbin x fem!reader ꒱
꒰ synopsis. your boyfriend, changbin loves making you shy and flustered by complimenting you any chance he gets. ꒱
꒰ an. kinda short sorryy ꒱
Changbin makes it his personal mission to see how red he can make you in a single day.
You could be doing something completely normal—scrolling on your phone, concentrating on a game, finding your new outfit for tomorrow—and he’ll just lean on his his hand, staring at you like you’re the most fascinating person in the world.
“What?” you ask after you catch him staring.
“Nothing, i’m just thinking about how cute you are when you’re focused. Your eyebrows do this cute little scrunch thing.”
You immediately lose all focus on whatever task you were doing.
“Binnie,” you groan, trying—failing—to hide your flustered face behind your phone. “Stop staring at me like that, you’re weird.”
“Yah! how am I weird?” he asks, offended but joking. “A man can’t compliment his beautiful girlfriend?”
You pause at that. “That’s not—you can’t just say it like that!” you stutter out.
He sits up straighter on the couch, dramatically placing a hand over his chest. “Like what? i’m just saying facts my love.”
You groan louder now, sliding down further into the couch. “Ugh, you’re impossible.”
“And you’re gorgeous.” He says. No teasing in his voice. Just simple and certain.
You risk a glance at him, only to find him already watching you with that soft, fond expression he gets when he thinks you’re not looking.
“See?” he says, pointing at your face. “You’re blushing again, I didn’t even do anything big.”
“You just called me gorgeous!”
“Yea, and?” he grins. “I’m not lying.”
You grab the nearest pillow and throw at him. He catches it easily while laughing.
“I’m serious,” he continues, slowly scooting closer to you until your knees were touching. “You don’t understand how pretty you are when you get all flustered. Your eyes get all shiny and you start talking faster and—”
“Stop describing it!” you whine, stopping him from continuing and covering your face with both hands after dropping your phone.
He gently grabs your wrist, and tugs your hands down just enough so he can see you.
“Don’t hide,” he says softly. “I like seeing you.”
Your heart flips at that.
For a moment he just looks at you—no jokes, no dramatic reactions. Just steady, calm admiration.
Slowly, the corner of his mouth lifts again.
“Mm, thats the sixth time today.”
Your jaw drops, “Yah! you’re counting?!”
“Of course I am, it’s my mission.”
You turn your body away from him, trying to act annoyed, but he notices the tiny smile you can’t suppress.
He wraps his arms around your waist, putting his face in your neck, his voice dropping to a playful murmur.
“Don’t worry. You can be annoyed all you want, I have all day.”
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