#bang chan bubble

[astrayapple]

Sir I'm looking at more than just your chest jesus (but also that ZOOM IN)

[justwonder113]

Hello! Recently, that video of Bang Chan with the black card caught my attention again, and since then I can't stop thinking about it — seriously, it's been in my head all the time, lol.

So I thought I'd ask you: could you write something inspired by it? I can't get this idea out of my head!

I apologize in advance for any mistakes or if the text is confusing. English is not my first language and I'm using a translator to help me write this. Thank you so much!

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🎧What does Chan's black card and his love for you have in common? 🎧

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📖 Summary: Chan Spoiling you after a hard day

🖋️ Author’s Note: So sorry it took me so long to write it. had the biggest writer's block ever. hope it's what you wanted and you'll like it. I'll try to write more and write other requests too as fast as i can❤️❤️❤️

⚠️ Warnings: This is a comfort fic because i am a sucker for comrort fics. Reader feeling overwhelmed in the beginning and having a bad week. kissing. Chan being a dork. Gender neutral reader. NOT PROOFREAD

📝 Word Count: 1.2k

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The day was simply the worst. To be honest, it wasn’t just today. The entire week just sucked. It was an absolute nightmare. And today was just a cherry on top. Everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. Honestly you barely managed not to break down. The odds were not in your favor though as they kept rapidly declining.

The only highlight of the week was that you and Chan were supposed to go to this book fair. You had been saving up for a long time to buy all the books you wanted. But with water faucet breaking and ruining your freshly renewed bathroom walls. That savings were gone in a second. It’s truly amazing how hard it is to save money and how it takes only a second for that money to be gone.

Chan had offered to pay for everything. But you told him no. Your relationship was relatively new. You didn’t want him to feel like you were taking advantage of him and were after his money. It didn’t matter that he was the one to offer to pay, you still felt bad. Although how sweet he was doing really made your heart melt for him all over again. You loved how secured and loved he always made you feel. It was almost astonishing how simple loving him really felt. How easy it felt.

Honestly when Chan called, he did say that you could still go together and he did offer to buy you books. But at this point you didn’t even feel like doing anything. All you wanted was to crawl under the sheets and cry. You didn’t even care about books anymore.

So you were quite surprised when you got to your house and saw Chan in the front holding biggest bouquet of your favorite flowers ever. “Channie?”

The warm smile he gave you almost made you forget how bad you felt. “Hey baby.” His voice was so sweet and gentle it immediately made you emotional. You just went to him and hugged him tight.

The second you hugged him you could feel all the stress leave your body. Everything seemed all right. Chan, careful with the bouquet he was still holding, held you tight. “Channie I’m so glad you’re here.”

Chan huffed out a laugh before leaning in to kiss your cheek. Honestly it was to be studied how putty he got you in matter of seconds.

Chan Just held you for a while. His hand gently massaging your lower back spreading warmth all over your body. He must have felt how drained you felt. He took your keys from you and led you inside. He took your bag and placed it neatly. He even took the bouquet and placed it on the coffee table because he knew you would want to take pictures first before putting it in the vase and removing wrapping paper.

“The bouquet is beautiful baby. Thank you so much.” You told him softly. Truly appreciating that he was here with you. Chan sat you down on the couch and kneeled in front of you. His eyes twinkled softly in the dim light of your living room lights. He placed his hand on your knee before starting to talk, his voice soft yet sturdy. “We have few hours until the  book fair is over, it’s the last day. We can go there. I will buy you all the books your little heart desires and I’m not taking no for that. And after that we can go eat a nice meal. Or…” - He paused again his grip on your knee getting a bit tighter.-“We could stay in the house, I will order you the books you wanted. So yes you’re getting those books whether you want me to buy you those books or not. And we can order the food here. Of course both options include us cuddling and you getting pampered and getting all the kisses you want.”

It is truly amazing how your heart feels like it’s going to burst yet is melting at the same time. For a second or two you’re completely overwhelmed by how much you love this man. You want to say something but the words are stuck in your throat, your eyes well up for a second. You just lean in and kiss him trying to show him just how much you love and appreciate him.

He kisses you back immediately, his lips move softly against yours, his hands now moving to rest on your hips as your hands move to rest on his shoulder, one sliding into his soft hair and gently holding onto it.

“I love you.” – You say against his lips before leaning in and softly kiss him again. Chan smiles into the kiss and gives you several more sweet pecks. “I love you too baby. Now what do we do?”

You chuckle, feeling 100 times lighter than you felt before. “Can we go to the fair? I really want to go with you…you don’t have to buy me books. We could just browse.”

Chan stops you with yet another kiss. “Nonsense, what my partner wants my partner shall get. We’ll get you all the books you want. Tell you this, not only am I going to buy you all the books, I’m even going to carry all of them so my pretty partner doesn’t have to lift their pretty hand.” He looks at you for a second before smiling softly. “Let me spoil you okay?”

“I feel bad though. You shouldn’t spend so much money on me. You got such a pretty bouquet for me too. Just spending time with you is enough baby.” Chan smiled and kissed you, effectively shutting you up. When he leaned back he got up and dramatically grabbed his wallet and took out his wallet to pick his black card.

“do you know what my love for you has in common with this credit card? Both are limitless. There are no limits at all.” He says with the smuggest grin but with the way his eyes are twinkling with mischief has you hollering in a second.

“you’re quoting business proposal?”

His smile widens. “My point still stands.”

You get up and hold him tight. “You’re a dork.”

Chan holds you back just as tight if not more. “maybe, but I’m your dork.”

With that as he promised you he took you to the book fair and not only did he buy you the few books he managed to make you admit you wanted, he also got every book you even looked for more than few seconds.

By the end of the day after you two ate at your favorite restaurant and now that you’re in your bed, seconds away from falling asleep in his arms you don’t even remember if there was anything remotely stressing you earlier.

With how safe and comfortable you’re feeling something in you just clicks and you realise that you may have found your soulmate.

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[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

EVERYBODY SHUT THE FUCK UP HOLY SHIT

sorry- i’m calm. i’m fine. i’m totally normal about him actually

[venorawinters]

Chan...Bang Chan...Chris...Christopher

Thanks that was exactly the motivation i needed for another 12h workday! 😁

And don't scold me for not working out, between work and writing fanfiction there is not much time left🙈

[minchanlove]

💭🐺 bubble update

200626 | display name & status message update!

“Gojo Chantoru”

[velocityyx]

CHAN ON BUBBLE(yesterday)

Chan's bubble 💭

[140226] 11:56 PM KST

*PHOTOS

Fendi Jacket

Chrome Glasses

All self purchased hahaha

[charmerchannie]

Accidently thirsting over him

A/n: I am currently working on a request that will hopefully be up today but i wanted to post this reaction to Christopher's videos from yesterday. Thank you all for giving my work so much love ❤️ keep the requests coming

Warnings: cursing, actually explicit language

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[changbeansss]

Nutella & Waffles

Pairing: Boyfriend! Bang Chan x reader (The story is in 2nd person pov)

Genre : Fluff, Slight Crack

Warning: Slightly suggestive, mentions of food

A/N: Inspired by all the 'spoilers' he's giving us on bubble about the upcoming comeback... AHEM! I had to write this. Also I'd like to apologize for disappearing for so long , I can't promise on posting every week but still haha your girl is back :')

HOPE YOU ENJOY!

The smell of something sweet wakes you up. At first, you think you’re dreaming, but then a loud clatter echoes from the kitchen, followed by a very distinct,

"Crap, crap, crap!"

Your sleep-addled brain processes this for about two seconds before you shoot up in bed.

That’s Chan’s voice. In the kitchen.

Oh no.

You throw the blanket off and rush toward the scene of the crime. And as expected, you find your boyfriend standing in the middle of an absolute disaster.

Flour on the counter. Batter dripping down the waffle maker. A suspiciously burnt-looking waffle sitting alone on a plate like it just witnessed a murder.

And Chan. Flour-streaked, Nutella on his cheek, holding a whisk like it personally offended him.

"Baby," you say, trying to assess the damage. "What… exactly are you doing?"

He looks up at you with wide eyes. "Making breakfast!"

You glance around again. "Are you sure? Because it looks like a battlefield."

Chan frowns, placing a hand over his heart like you just wounded him. "Excuse me, I am a fantastic cook. Waffles and Nutella are my specialty."

"You’re literally covered in Nutella."

"That’s called dedication."

You snort, stepping closer to inspect his so-called masterpiece. He, however, has other plans. The second you’re within reach, he snakes an arm around your waist and pulls you against him, smirking.

"Morning," he murmurs, lips brushing against your forehead.

You roll your eyes but can’t help but smile. "Morning, chef. Now, are you actually feeding me, or was this whole thing just an elaborate excuse to get me to admire you in the kitchen?"

Chan grins, dipping his finger into the Nutella jar before bringing it to your lips. "Both."

You hesitate for half a second before parting your lips and letting him slip his finger into your mouth. The chocolate melts on your tongue, but your eyes stay locked on his, watching as his expression shifts—his playful smirk faltering for just a moment as you slowly suck the Nutella off.

"Baby…" His voice is noticeably lower, eyes darkening.

You release his finger with a pop and tilt your head. "What?"

Chan clears his throat, obviously trying to compose himself. "You're evil."

"You started it," you hum, plucking a waffle off the plate and slathering Nutella on it.

He watches you eat, still looking somewhat dazed. "I was just trying to be romantic."

"Uh-huh," you say, licking a bit of Nutella off your thumb, very aware of how his gaze follows the movement. "You were saying?"

Chan groans, squeezing your waist a little tighter. "You’re testing me."

You grin, pressing a quick kiss to his jaw. "Maybe."

Chan exhales, muttering something under his breath about how unfair you are, but then he’s back to focusing on breakfast—mostly because you steal the rest of his waffle right off his plate, and he has to wrestle it back.

But then, in a move you don’t see coming, he grabs you by the hips, lifts you effortlessly onto the counter, and steps between your legs.

Your breath catches.

"Since you’re so intent on distracting me," he murmurs, resting his hands on your thighs, thumbs tracing light circles on your bare skin, "why don’t we make it even?"

You blink. "…What are you planning, Christopher?"

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he reaches for the Nutella jar, dips two fingers into it, and before you can even protest, he smears the chocolate right onto your lips.

"Channie!" you gasp, swiping at your mouth.

He grins, looking way too proud of himself. "Oops."

You glare at him, but before you can retaliate, he leans in, tilting your chin up with two fingers. "Let me fix that."

And then his lips are on yours, warm and soft, as he licks the Nutella right off, taking his sweet time with it.

The taste of chocolate melts into the kiss, making your head spin. His hands tighten on your thighs, pulling you closer, and suddenly, breakfast is the last thing on your mind.

By the time he pulls away, you’re breathless.

"Better?" he asks, voice rough.

You scowl. "You are so annoying."

He just chuckles, pressing another kiss to your nose before stepping back to actually finish making the waffles.

You sit there for a moment, still dazed, before grabbing a handful of flour and smacking it right into his back.

"Hey!"

You smirk. "Oops."

And that’s how your kitchen turns into a full-on food war, flour in your hair, Nutella on his face, and waffles getting very, very neglected.

But honestly? You wouldn’t have it any other way.