just popping in to day it's a definite hiatus. im okay I just can't write at the moment or focus bc of my health but dont worry!! I'm taking my sweet time
I appreciate you all so much 💕🥲 your messages I don't read for a while til after but they're all so lovely and heart warming
HOWEVER I do have things that I will post that I finished a few weeks ago I just won't be able to chat for the next month!! pls wait I have something in store 😘 again thank you all so much, I'll be back soon 💕💕💕 sorry pls dont forget mi pls I crei
i just finished reading your mini seungmin bff to lovers series and i adored it so much. the awkwardness of transitioning from friends to lovers isn’t talked about enough and you wrote it so well.
i hope you’re doing fine 🤍🤍
this is so sweet thank you omg?? this is such a big compliment omg 🥺🥺 i think its so underwritten the real awkwardness of it bc I've done that before and it's the most awkward, vulnerable thing when you've known someone a certain way and now it's different like ofc it's gonna be awkward and weird and you'll feel a bit like uhhh what now but I'm so glad you think I wrote it well 😭😭😭 it's such a raw human experience as well. like it's not just OH we're together now wam bam ya know? ANYWAYS thank you this means sm 😭😭😭
and I'm doing so much better!!! hoping to get back to proper writing soon hehe xx
please do not send requests as I am unwell and requests are CLOSED. I will delete any I receive if I see them. I appreciate you enjoying my writing so much and I love you wanting to share your ideas with me. but please, respect my space. Just send them when I have opened them again.
HI ITS ME i’m actually so strangely amazing bitch i don’t think i have insomnia anymore like what
HOW ARE YOU THO 🤨🤨
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YESS I LOVE THISSS!!! always remember to let yourself feel the good bc sometimes we can doubt ourselves for it but ahh I loving this for you eee 💞💞 also fuck insomnia ugh I've had it on/off since I was a teen
I'm doing okay, just taking lil break for physical/mental health!! cant focus on writing so just need some me time for a bit like ive gone to write so many times and my brain just shuts off so even tho I love writing sm gotta let myself write when I can and not force it. 🫡
Ty for always checking in and I love that you're doing well!!!! pls feel free to always keep me updated on ur mans and work hehe
I'll still be around! and write if i have the inspiration for my mythological series! but I won't be able to complete any of fic requests as I am not doing well. but yes I'll still be around I just need to focus on me for a bit my health bonk
⨳ ⁺ . ‧ chris has vibes of guy who riles you up and then leaves you horny and thinks it's funny but gets upset if you do the same to him lmfao ( anon )
‧₊ warnings — fem reader, teasing, edging, handjobs, fingering, chan is cocky tehehe
‧₊ note — this was supposed to be a drabble but its 1.3k sigh. but happy reading ‹33
“baby, not here please,” chan smiles in your direction as he passes the dish on his side of the table along to jisung. his free hand finds your wrist that currently rested on his thigh. your fingers spread across the material of his pants while his fingers wrap around your skin tight enough to stop you from touching him anymore. to be honest, it was just his thigh.
you knew the consequences of touching him when he’s busy or when you’re around his friends. of course, you did, but that didn't stop you from doing it over and over.
"but i'm not doing anything," you sigh, rolling your eyes at him slightly, your face turned away from him so he can't see you. "roll your eyes once more, and see what happens," chan smiles, nodding at something jisung said.
now, you would roll your eyes for nothing, except if you felt bratty. today was that day. a few minutes passed and you felt bored at the table, so your hand found chan's thigh again – this time, your fingers trailed a bit higher than before, inching closer and closer to his crotch. you smile at him when he gives you the side eye, before palming him slowly which makes him shift in his seat a little.
"what did i tell you, hmm?"
"nothing?"
"is that so?" chan sighs, moving your hand away and placing it on your own lap, before his fingers start to trail up your thigh. "remember the last time when you did the same thing? to me?" you hum, leaning closer to him. at this point, everyone at the table knew how into each other the both of you were that they decided to ignore your actions – including right now. intially when jisung had introduced the two of you, it was just shyness everywhere. until it turned into something more like the older people would say ‘sparks flying and fireworks.’
"maybe you need to remind me again what happened last time," chan mutters and his nose nuzzles your skin, while an arm moves to wrap its fingers around the chair to pull you close to him. "i need the exact details hm? from what i did, to what happened and how that night ended."
“uhm, right now? in front of everyone?” you clear your throat, your voice getting squeakier now. “nothing stopped you from grabbing my dick under the table, did it now?” chan had a point, you realised. from the moment you left your apartment, to the small quickie that you almost had at the parking lot of jisung’s place – you had been fantasizing. dreaming more likely – about how it felt just last week when chan pulled you into the bathroom of his friend’s house, to fuck your brains out. from the way his hands grabbed your hair and his hips thrusting into your face to the way the straps of your blue dress slipping from your shoulder exposing a bit of your chest, the way his eyes just stared right into your soul, because it felt like that. but by the time you were out of the bathroom, you were ready to go home – chan’s hands held you up while your fingers reached to wipe the little drool that still somehow managed to stay at the bottom of your chin. you looked a mess, and it was evident – but it didn't matter to you or him.
and the car ride back home? well, that ended with his hand grabbing your thigh, smiling every time you swatted his attention-seeking fingers away. his fingers trailed up, all the way to your crotch while hiking your dress up at the same time. chan runs his fingers up and down your bare thigh giving you shivers just as he reaches to run them over your underwear, right over your slit before pushing them to the side – this was enough to give him access to your clit. “stay still, sweetheart,” he had mumbled with one hand on the steering wheel and the other playing with the sensitive bundle of nerves which made your nails dig into the leather seats of the car.
whimpers and pleads leave your lips but chan showed no signs of stopping that night. you begged him to stop, but minutes later when you were close enough, you begged him to go faster, only for him to leave you high and dry – edging you to the point where you hit his arm away. your fingers reached to continue what he started and your legs spread as wide as they could in that tiny space of the passenger seat. “you’re not going to touch yourself,” chan started to say when he hears a broken whine leave your sore throat. “please, please … i just need to come,” you moan out your words, your free fingers reaching to hold onto chan’s wrist to bring them back to yourself, trying to replace your fingers with his own. “if you wait right now and don’t touch yourself, you’d know that i’ll let you come on my tongue,” chan clicks his tongue and then looks in your direction. his eyes stare at the way your fingers just brush lightly over your slit, wishing it were his hands instead.
but it was a game he always played with you – he thinks it’s funny, the way you’d just beg him to continue, the way your fingers would try to finish what he started and how you complained to him that it didn’t feel the same. the thoughts he was having about how he’d lay you down on the couch and start by leaving kisses all over, his fingers gripping onto your skin to hold you down enough to stop you from moving. how he’d let you grind your hips into his face and how he’d finish the night by eating you out like a man starved, only to leave you on the edge of coming just when you arch your back and grip onto the strands of his hair. he always thought about how funny it was – you, laying there helpless, begging for him to just finish the job. and when he told you it was funny, at the most random times, makes you come.
so tonight, it was your turn. your hands found his thigh and then his crotch from the moment you got into the car to head to jisung’s place. what he thought was just a simple touch, turned into something more at the dinner table. when your fingers move on their own accord to settle on his crotch, only to move up higher to undo the belt and zipper – just enough to allow you access to where you wanted to tease him the most. “you know what?” you reply while your fingers make actions of pulling out his dick, only to just rub your thumb to the tip. his leg hits the table, making everyone look at him, and he shakes off their question as he struggles to speak. “maybe i’ll just tell you at home. it seems fun, doesn’t it?” you smile at him once again and your thumb moves in faster circles on his tip, before your other fingers occasionally stroke the rest of his dick.
when one of chan’s other friends asks you if you wanted dessert, you nodded and at the same, remove your hand from his crotch just when you felt a little bit of precum on his tip. he stands up, grabbing you by your elbow to make you stand as well and adjusts his pants, mentioning how he had some work left over and you wanted to leave.
you show signs of protest but move in front of him to head to the bathroom, as he has his final conversation of that night with jisung. when you pass by him, he grabs you close, and grumbles “fuck you,” making you smile at the frown on his face. “aren’t you going to do that anyways when we get home? your poor dick must want to come so bad.”
he was upset that you left him like that at the table, but that’s okay. you thought it was funny as well.
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Chan would most definitely storm out the house the moment the argument gets heated, only to prevent himself from saying something he would truly regret later. He would either go to the gym or the studio where he could be able to take his anger out on something that isn't you.
But when he comes back home and sees your puffy cheeks and swollen eyes from crying his expression will immediately soften and would embrace you in a tight, but warm hug.
"You're testing my patience sometimes, you know?!" He would caress the back of your head as he places gentle kisses to your shoulder or your forehead. "But that doesn't mean I don't love you senseless. We'll be alright!"
The two of you would talk it out like you usually do and end up cuddling in bed, forgetting the argument ever happened.
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