It’s been a long day to say the least. Somehow an eight hour shift has felt like a twelve hour shift. At this point you would give anything to finally be off. You stood behind the counter quickly making coffee orders as they were being sent through. Saturday morning shifts are always the hardest. It had been an insane morning and you felt like you haven’t stopped moving since the sun started to rise. Your bottom lip was captured between your teeth as you tried to focus. You were nearing the end of your shift. Honestly, you just needed a nap desperately at this point. You couldn’t wait to finally be free from this coffee shop.
You sat two drinks down on the counter and glanced down at your watch to see that you had two minutes until you were off. You quickly made an ice coffee and sat it on the counter. You turned to your boss who was working the register and said a quick goodbye. Rushing to the back you threw off your apron and clocked out.
Rushing out of the coffee shop you walked the short distance down to your apartment you shared with your boyfriend. You couldn’t wait to see him. Hopefully he’s home and didn’t decide to go to the gym with any of his friends.
Opening the front door, you found your boyfriend and his best friend Changbin sitting in the living room. They were laughing and joking around about something. You can’t say you’re shocked that Changbin is over. Most weekends your boyfriend spends Saturdays hanging out with his best friend.
“How did work go?” Changbin asked. Changbin isn’t just your boyfriend's best friend, he’s also yours. You met back in college and he’s the one who actually introduced you to a very shy Chan. Nobody wanted you and Chan together more then Changbin. He went out of his way to push you both together.
“I made a bunch of coffee,” you smiled as you walked over to Chan who had stood up and started walking over towards you. He wasted no time wrapping his arms around your soft body and pulled you into his chest. His strong hands roam your back as you cling to him.
You rested your head against his strong chest and murmured, “I need a nap desperately.”
He pulled away and pressed his lips to the top of your head, “why don’t you go take a nap?”
“Okay.” You smiled pulling away from him.
You headed off to your room. You feel like you could fall asleep the moment your head hits the pillow. Pulling off your sweater you toss it in the hamper near the closet. Quickly you push your jeans down your thighs. You walked towards the bed in nothing but your undies and a baggy shirt. This is your preferred form of pajamas. Crawling under the covers you curled up into a ball, and closed your eyes and it wasn’t long before you were sound asleep.
The feeling of the bed dipping down next to you caused you to stir. Looking up you find your boyfriend dressed only in a pair of boxers. He’s crawling into bed. You can’t wait to curl up close to him.
“Where did Changbin go?” You rasped still half asleep. Part of you isn’t even sure if this is real or if you’re dreaming.
“He headed home, and I was dying to cuddle with you.” Chan has always been a fan of cuddling. It’s rare you fall asleep without him holding you close.
You moved over and rested your head on his strong chest and pressed your body closely against him. Her soft thigh was moved so rested across his groining. You nuzzled your face into his chest. You weren’t sure if you could get physically closer to him. You would lay on top of him if you weren’t worried about squishing him. His hand rested on your round butt holding you close to him. He always jokes around that he can't sleep unless his hand is in your butt.
“You’re so comfortable,” you wiggled your body a little, getting as close as possible.
He let out a little groan as your soft thigh brushed against his groining. He loves when you get to cuddle like this but it kills him sometimes. You somehow managed to always get him all worked up without even trying. From the very beginning Chan had been addicted to your body, just like you were to his.
“If you nap with me for a half hour we can have lazy sex after,” you rasped against his chest. Lazy sex with Chan is always nice. You love when he takes you from behind while spooning you. You could get wet just thinking about it.
He leaned his head down and pressed his lips to the top of your head, “I like that idea.”
“I thought you would.” You sigh. “All you have to do is pull my thong to the side and slide right into me.”
“How am I supposed to sleep when you’re making me hard, talking about me pulling your cute little thong to the side?” He groans.
“I’m so sleepy-“ you moan rubbing your body against him.
“Is my sleepy princess horny?” His hand grips your butt pulling you closer to him.
“I’m already wet.”
His hand moves down your butt and dips between your legs. Pushing your thong to the side he groans at the feeling of how wet you are.
“Fuck-“
“I told you.”
“Baby can I fuck you?” He’s running his fingers through your folds.
“I’m too tired to do anything.” You might be sleepy but you’re aware you’re playing a game with him now. You’re tired but you definitely aren’t too tired to have sex with him. You just want to be a bit of a pillow princess right now. You want him to do all the work. You’re luckily your boyfriend is a saint and has no problem letting you be a pillow princess.
“Baby you don’t have to do anything. Let me do all the work.”
“Okay-“ You sigh.
Rolling off him you roll until you’re laying on your side with your back to him. You feel the bed move behind you letting you know he’s removing his boxers. The sound of the nightstand drawer opening signals he’s grabbing lube. Pulling your panties to the side you push your leg forward on the bed giving him more access to you. The bottle clicks open and moments later you feel him massage the cool liquid between your folds.
Slowly he runs his length through your folds. He takes his time pushing into you. His hand grips your hip. He keeps a slow and deep pace. This is your favorite kind of sex. You feel incredibly close and intimate when you’re together like this. Closing your eyes you moan. He feels so deep inside you. He’s always been a fan of any position he can take you from behind.
“Fuck-“ you whine. “You’re so deep.”
“You’re taking me so well baby.”
You know at this rate with how deep he is you won’t last long. You have no problem with cumming so quickly. With his stamina he’ll probably make you cum a second time before he finishes inside you.
“Channie-“ you fall apart almost instantly. Your walls contract around him.
He continues his slow and deep pace. “So good-“ He groans.
“Oh god-“ You’re moaning like a whore in heat.
“Can you cum again?”
“Yes-“ Your first orgasm isn’t even finished and he’s trying to get a second out of you.
His pace picks up slightly. His hand reaches between your legs and starts playing with your clit. You’re on the verge of overstimulation. Gasping he pulls another orgasm out of you. Crying his name out as you feel him paint your walls with his salty release. He moans your name in your ear as he rides out his own high.
His hips slowly stop moving and he shows no sign of pulling out. You both love cock warming after slowly sleepy sex.
“Let’s get some sleep babygirl.” He smiled before pressing his lips to your shoulder.
“I like that idea,” you whispered, closing your eyes.
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crying over you - drowning in my tears in my bedroom
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: bang chan x f.reader
↳ even after a bad fight he’ll still come to you to protect you during a thunderstorm.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: established relationship
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1k
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: angst and crying
𝐚𝐧: I wrote this trying to get passed my writers block. I might write more short stories for the other boys. If you would like to join any of my Stray Kids taglist please fill out this form.
You had another fight. This one was over something stupid and you were both very aware of it as you laid in separate rooms both replaying the fight over in your head. You were both way too stubborn to go and apologize. One of your biggest flaws was that you’re stubborn, and it didn’t help that he was just as stubborn as you.
In the last few months you had had a couple of big fights, but this felt like the biggest one you had ever had. You both said things knowing that they would cut deep and now you're both left broken over it. Your relationship wasn’t always sunshine and rainbows but you knew you loved Chan so you always fought to make things work. You always tried your hardest to fix things, even Chan tried his hardest, but you were starting to wonder if it was all worth it. Was going to sleep crying worth this relationship.
You laid in silence staring at the ceiling wanting to tell him you were sorry but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Tears slid down your cheek needing him more then you had ever needed him but you couldn’t get out of bed to admit it. Swallowing back tears, you wondered if he was even worth fighting for anymore. You loved him with all your heart but at that moment, you hated him too. Even during your other fights, you had never gone to bed in a separate room. You always managed to kiss and make up, but you felt like this time there might not be any more making up. There was a stabbing feeling in your chest that this might truly be the end of you and Chan. You weren’t ready for your relationship to be over, but you’re hurt.
A clash of thunder struck outside your window making you jump. You hated thunder and it scared you even as an adult. Normally Chan would hold you during thunderstorms to make you feel safe, but tonight you laid in an empty bed in your guest room.
Curling up under your blankets you prayed sleep would soon find you. Thunder shook the window and you held your eyes closed tightly. You wanted to get up and run to Chan but you were still too headstrong to do it. Even when you’re scared you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.
The sound of the bedroom door opening caused you to open your eyes. The bed dipped down next to you and you stayed completely still, not even bothering to look over at him crawling into the bed. A strong arm went around your soft torso and pulled you against his body. Another clash of thunder caused you to shiver against him.
Tightening his grip on you he whispered, “it’s okay.”
Tears slid down your cheek at the fact he came to your rescue even after the last words you had said to him in the living room were yelling you hated him. Closing your eyes, you held onto his arm as the storm ragged on outside.
-
He wanted to say something else to you but at that moment, he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t even plan on going into your room until maybe the morning. He wasn’t even sure you could work it out after the fight you had, but when the thunder started shaking the windows he knew you shouldn’t be alone. Swallowing his pride, he went to the girl he loved who needed him.
“Do you still hate me?” he whispered, wanting to know if you were going to be okay.
Tears continued to fall as you shook your head. “I never did,” you said, speaking to him for the first time.
“I know we both said some things that cut deep, but just know I love you,” he whispered.
“Okay,” you whispered as tears continued to fall. You couldn’t bring yourself to say you loved him for some reason at that moment. It might have been because you were still hurt, but you ultimately did still love him.
“Let’s get some sleep and we’ll work this out in the morning,” he sighed before pressing his lips to the top of your head.
“Are you always going to love me? Even when we fight?” You whisper.
He’s silent for a moment and holds you tighter. “I’m always going to love you, even after we fight.”
“Okay that’s good, because I’m worried you’ll stop loving me after this.” There’s a tight feeling in your chest that maybe one day he’ll get tired of fighting with you and stop loving you.
“We’re gonna work on stopping these fights. I want us to be together forever and know arguing isn’t healthy, but we can work on that together.” There is another clash of thunder that shakes the window. Whimpering you grip his arm holding on to him tightly. “Baby girl, it's okay.”
“I love you, and I want us to work it out,” tears stream down your face as you tell him you love him.
Ever so gently he presses his lips to the back of your neck. Closing your eyes you push back your tears. “Baby stop crying, we’re gonna be okay. We’ll fix this,” he says between gentle kisses on the back of your neck.
“Okay.”
Thunder continued to shake your windows as the storm continued all night. Chan never left your side comforting you. When morning came he reminded you that he loves you and that he truly wants to work things out. You know you’re gonna have to fight to make things work, but it’s worth it because you love him.
act ten: “Just promise me I’ll still get time with you.”
feat: bang chan x f.reader, seo changbin x f.reader, han jisung x f.reader
↳ in your mid to late twenties you’re left wondering if you missed your sexual awakening. With a the help of friends you start to really find yourself.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole angst, a little fluff, body image issues, and self doubt, cussing all smut warnings listed below for what is in this story.
𝐚𝐧: what is everyone thinking about each of the boys so far?
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: just angst for this chapter but for other chapters: nipple play, clit and vaginal fingering, lots of dry humping and some dirty talk. for the story as a whole, oral (fem & male receiving), piv, unprotected sex, groping, threesome, use or traffic light system, choking, and spanking, the mc calls herself a slut more warning to come. Soft but dominant jisung, kinda sub reader for jisung. Being tied up during sex.
Anyway you look at it, things between you and the boys are different. They still treat you the same when you’re all together. But there is something about the fact that they have all seen you naked and been with you in the most intimate way that makes you feel different.
You’re working a shift with Chan for the first time in a very long time. He’s been so busy with his studio job he barely ever picks up shifts waiting tables. You’re over this shift and you can’t wait to be off. Sitting on the curb in back behind your restaurant. You’re taking your time trying to have a moment away from your crowded restaurant. The door opens and moments later Chan sits down next to you.
“Why haven’t we quit tonight?” He groans, leaning against you.
“I don’t know but I’m over this shift. All the customers are assholes and on top of that Mingyu and Yuqi working are together in section two,” even though it’s been a while seeing them together makes you feel awkward.
“Forget about Mingyu.”
“It’s a little hard when I know he’s seen me naked.”
“I mean I’ve seen you naked too,” he smiles.
“Except you didn’t basically dump me right after for another girl,” you can still picture Mingyu's face as he tells you about Yuqi. The feeling of him rejecting you still burns.
“Well if you want maybe we can have a date night like did with Jisung and maybe you know-“
“Is this your way of asking me to have sex with you?” You can’t help but tease him. You know Chan would never use you just to hook up.
“I would like to have a little date night. We don’t even have to sex,” you look over at him and notice he’s already blushing.
“I would really like that,” you can’t help but smile.
“Good, I liked being able to spend time with you.” He reaches down, lacing his fingers with yours.
“Just so you know I haven’t told either of the boys details about what happened between us.” You say. He pauses as he pulls away from you.
“I want what happens between us to be private.” There is a gentle look in his eyes. You hope he always looks at you this way.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t want to share this with the boys.” He says.
He reaches down, lacing his fingers with yours. You rest your head on his shoulder. “Did you want to go to that diner on fourth street we used to go to when we would study tonight after we’re off?” This little diner has always been a place you loved spending time at.
“Just the two of us?” He asked.
“Yes, just the two of us.”
“I need to go back in and finish the last two hours of this hell shift,” you sigh, pulling away from him.
He stands up and grabs your hand before you can walk away. He rests his hand gently on your cheek. You can’t tell if he’s going to kiss you but you desperately want him too.
“Chan?”
“Yes?”
“Are you teasing me or are you going to kiss me?”
“Am I allowed to kiss you?” The way he smiles at you is enough to give you butterflies.
“Absolutely.”
This isn’t some heated searing kiss. The feeling of his lips on yours makes you feel like you’re home. Reaching up, you rest your hand on his chest. You could stay in this moment forever.
“Good luck in there,” he says softly as he pulls away.
The rest of your shift luckily went by quickly. You barely had to see Mingyu or Yuqi which helped a lot. You walked outside to find Chan leaning against his car waiting for you. “I almost quit as I was walking out,” Chan says.
“I think I almost quit every shift.”
“Let’s go get food,” he says.
Luckily you walked the short distance to your work today so you don’t have to worry about leaving your car at work. Chan drives you both to the diner that’s only ten minutes away. Walking into the quiet diner you sit in a booth in the back where you often used to sit. It’s after midnight and there aren’t many people here. Sitting in this familiar diner you miss the long nights you would spend in here studying with Chan.
You look up from your menu to find him watching you. You already know what you want to eat so you aren’t sure why you even looked at the menu. You’ve always gotten the same thing to eat here.
“Strawberry waffle?” He smiles.
“Of course.”
Nights like this remind you how Chan has always brought you a sense of comfort. He knows everything he could possibly know about you and he always goes out of his way to make you happy.
The waitress comes over and takes your order and before she can leave Chan orders you both a hot coco just like you used to drink while studying.
She comes back, handing you each a warm glass of hot cocoa with whip cream on it. You sit there sipping on the hot beverage as you start to relax after your long night at work. You can tell Chan is silently studying each of your movements.
“Does this count as a date?” You can’t help but wonder, breaking the comfortable silence.
“Do you want this to be a date?” He raises his eyebrow as he studies you.
“Chan, don’t answer my question with a question.”
“I would like to think this is a date,” he reaches across the table, taking your hand in his. He slowly drags his thumb across your knuckles. “I like spending time with you.”
“I like spending time with you too,” you watch him as he gently traces your skin.
“I remember the first time I met you. There was just something about being around you that made me happy. You felt like sunshine on a rainy day.” You suddenly feel speechless. He's never said anything like this before. You know you’ve always been special to him, but he’s never said anything like this before.
“Chan, I need you in my life.”
“Don’t worry baby I’m not going anywhere,” he lifts your hand and presses a gentle kiss to the top of your delicate skin.
“I’m sorry if I’m hurting you by spending time with the boys,” you can’t bring yourself to say their names right now or mention that you’re having sex with them.
“I’m okay. I’ll always be okay,” he presses another kiss to the top of your hand. You wanted to believe he was telling the truth but something deep down inside of you knew Chan wasn’t telling the truth.
“Just promise me I’ll still get time with you. I might not be wild in bed like Jisung, but I promise I can make you feel good.”
“Chan, I don't need you to be wild. I would do it again with you in a heartbeat. You made me feel so confident and so wanted.”
“It’s not hard to make you feel wanted, when I want you.” He gives you that gentle smile as his cheeks lightly blush. For a moment you forget you’re in a diner past midnight. The only thing your brain can focus on is your best friend who is sitting across from you.
“I want you too,” you say. You wished this table wasn’t separating you, because you desperately want to kiss him.
Before he can respond the waitress comes over and sets your food down on the table. You don’t eat for a long moment, you just watch Chan wondering what is going through his mind.
“You should eat while it’s hot,” he says.
“Chan?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I go over to your house tonight?” You don’t want him to drop you off after this. You want to spend the night curled up next to him.
“Absolutely.”
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↳ One bad fight leads to you breaking up. What happens when you can't stay away from the one person you truly love.
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.2k
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: drinking, breaking up, angst, lots of crying and emotions, Chan is quite jealous in this. mention of a parent passing away before the story. Smut warning below the cut.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, creapie, kind of rougher sex, lots of break up sex.
Breaking up is never easy and you’re both aware of that. The problem with breaking up with someone you’re still madly in love with that you can’t seem to stay away from. Bang Chan the man who owns your heart and soul even though you know you believe you’re not meant to be together.
Five long years spent together. You saw each other through your highest highs. You celebrate job promotions and successes you’ve achieved together.Then there were the low moments. He held your hand through losing a parent, and held you through the countless nights you cried yourself to sleep. Laying in bed the day after finding out you lost your mother he held you close kissing away your tears, whispering over and over he loved you and would be there to hold you forever. You thought then at that moment that you would be with Chan for the rest of your life. To this day you still want to believe you stay together.
No matter how perfect it may have seemed, you fought. The fights started out as little arguments here and there but that changed. You started to fight too much, and it was draining. Chan was known for being stubborn, and the longer you were with him the more you fought for what you wanted. You didn’t lay down and just listened to him, but you were stubborn as well. What used to be little arguments here and there turned into screaming matches that ended with tears, and Chan storming out of your shared home. Many nights you would make up and promise to never fight again, but some fights were bigger than others.
The last blow that ended your relationship four months ago was an ugly fight. Chan’s jealousy reared its ugly head, worse than it ever had before. He never was a fan of your friendship with Hyunjin. Hyunjin and you became friends in college and he was even a part of your friend group you shared with your fiancé. It took Chan awhile to warm up with Hyunjin once you started dating, but even once he warmed up to him you knew he never fully trusted him even though you never once had feelings for Hyunjin.
Chan and you got into a screaming match outside the bar where you were out celebrating Jisung’s birthday. According to your boyfriend Hyunjin shouldn’t have felt comfortable enough to rest his hand on your lower back as you were talking. You knew that the alcohol you had both been drinking wasn’t helping the situation at all. Emotions were high as your screaming match unfolded outside the club on a chilly fall night. With tears streaming down your face you called off your relationship and handed him back your engagement ring. You’ve never in your five years together had you seen Chan’s face change so quickly. The look of anger and jealousy, changed within a second to guilt. His dark eyes were brimming with tears as he stared at you completely shocked. Turning on your heels you quickly started to walk away. You pushed your way back into the bar with the attempts to get your purse so you could go back home. You couldn’t stand the thought of being stuck in this bar any longer. You just wanted to go home and cry yourself to sleep.
Grabbing your purse with tears streaming down your cheek, you said your goodbyes while brushing off everyone’s concerns. Stepping back outside before you could grab a cab, Chan grabbed your hand. He looked like a complete mess with his own cheeks stained with salty tears. “Don’t walk away,” he pleads. He sounds as if he’s barely holding himself together.
“We’re done, I can’t do this anymore,” you cry, pulling your hand away.
“No we can’t be. I love you too much for this to be over.”
“I love you, but I can’t do this.” Shaking your head you step away from him. How much you wanted to take him back you needed space desperately.
That night changed everything. You went back to your apartment you shared with Chan and he didn’t return home. He never actually fully returned home, he moved into Changbin’s guest room and packed up some of his stuff while you were at work two days later. From that terrible night on you felt like you had a Chan shaped hole in your heart.
There was a piece of you that believed that you weren’t actually done. That he was going to return to you and beg for you to fix things, but that didn’t happen. It was probably for the best that it didn’t. It took two weeks before you saw him again. He stopped by the apartment to grab some more clothes while you were home. He must have thought you wouldn’t be home since he came by in the middle of a Monday afternoon. He probably didn’t know that you had the day off from school to go to a doctor's appointment.
He searched through his side of the closet as you sat awkwardly on your bed. Your eyes were trained on him. You watched him as if he would disappear for forever if you looked away.
Packing away his last shirt he stood in front of you staring into your soft eyes. There is a long moment you just take in each other’s presence. You want to beg him to stay but you know you shouldn’t.
“I still love you,” he says. You never thought you would actually get to hear him say those words again.
“I love you too.”
Those four simple words from each of you led to you both naked with him hovering over you as his lips are attached to your. Kissing you like he needs you to breathe. In the moment you feel like you need him to breathe. With each touch of his lips against yours it feels like a rush of oxygen to your lungs.
He slowly slides into you, earning a gasp. Your hand is tangled in his dark curls holding him close to you. Your lips barely part. Sweet whispers of his name pass your lips between kisses. His hips move at a quick pace. Things between you feel different. You aren’t sure if that’s a good or bad thing. In the five years you’ve been together you’ve had all types of sex, but this is different. Things are rougher and more lust filled. Chan movements are those of a man starving for touch.
Each of his movements feels like he’s trying to prove a point.
He pulls away from you and sits back on his knees as he thrust his hips into you at a firm and quick pace. His hands grip your hips bound to leave bruises in their wake. One of your hands grips your pale blue cotton sheets below you while the other reaches for him. You want to hold on to him and never let go. A warm wave rushes over you closing your eyes, your head tilts back moaning a mixture of his name and curse words. His movements don’t stop until he finds his own release moaning your name.
In the aftermath of naked bodies colliding you lay there on your back trying to come down from your high. Looking over you can feel his eyes burning into you. There is a screaming silence suddenly taking over the room. There is so much left unsaid between you. The room feels like it’s rapidly losing oxygen and you suddenly feel like crying.
“We’re not back together are we?” he rasps. There is a squeezing feeling taking over your chest. This “break up sex” did nothing but hurt both of you even more than you thought was possible.
“No we’re not,” you sigh knowing that sex just doesn’t magically fix things. There are a lot of problems you had at the end of your relationship, but your sexual chemistry and connection wasn’t one of them.
“Okay.” He’s clearly hurt and he has every right to be.
Without saying another word he gets up and leaves. Even after your passion filled romp in a bed you used to share, you aren’t getting back together. You want him back but it’s for the best that you don’t get back together. The only problem is neither of you can seem to stay away from each other.
What should have been a one time thing, doesn’t stay that way. Soon Chan finds his way back to your home you used to share often. The sex continues to feel different and after finishing he leaves each time. You wonder if keeping things at just sex will fill the void in your heart caused by your break up, but so far it hasn’t.
-
Sitting in the teacher lounge at the large table you listen to your friend and fellow teacher talk about her latest date. You’re hardly paying attention, you’ve been staring at the most recent text you had received from Chan’s mom telling you Chan hasn’t been in contact with her. Since your break up he’s seemed to distance himself from everyone other than Changbin who he’s been living with since you broke up.
Minho nudges you, catching your attention. Looking up at him he gives you that same sad smile he gives you quite often now. Minho is your best friend and coworker, he’s the only one you have truly confined in since your break up. You’ve been friends since your final year of college and he’s seen you in your happiest moments with your ex and the times you would call him crying after a fight. He’s one of the few people that know that you and Chan are broken up, but still sleeping together. Your friend group knows about your break up, but they all think that you and Chan aren’t even talking at all.
You wished no one really knew about your breakup, but it’s been a little hard to hide. Since that night in the club you can’t help but be sad and when you showed up at work not wearing your engagement ring, immediately all your fellow teachers knew that you and your fiancé had broken up.
“Why are you staring at your phone? Did he text you?” Minho would never say Chan’s name out loud at work. He didn’t want your coworkers gossiping about you and your ex. He knew you wanted to keep your relationship or whatever was going on with Chan private.
“His mom did. She hasn’t heard from him in a while, and she also asked me to take him back,” heavy sigh passes your lips. Chan’s mom took your breakup hard. She was like a mom to you and she to this day loves and adores you. This isn’t the first time she’s asked you to fix things with Chan, and it’s probably not the last. She’s always told you how much she loves you and how she believes you’re the perfect person for her son. After losing your own mother you truly bonded even more with Chan’s mom. She’s a wonderful woman who you knew really loved you.
You texted Chan, “hey can we possibly talk today?”
It takes him about ten minutes to respond, “yeah. Did you want me to come over?”
You know this isn’t a good idea. Literally anytime you ex fiancé ones over to your apartment you used to share it always leads to you having sex. Even though you know you should talk about your feelings and what is going on you know this always ends the same way.
“Yeah that would be good.” You text back.
The rest of lunch went by in a blur. Your final two periods of the day you spent thinking about Chan. Since breaking up he seems to be on your mind more than he was when you were together. Maybe that's what happens when you break up with the person you thought was the one.
After work you cook yourself something small for dinner while waiting for Chan to come over. He said he would come over after he finished a track he was working on. Since the breakup he seems like he’s in the studio even more than before. Maybe that was his way of coping with your break up.
There’s a knock on the door. You know it must be him. He still has his key to your home you used to share, but since your first time you slept together after your break up he always knocks on the door. It’s been months and it’s still weird to you that he has to knock to enter the apartment you once shared together. Opening the door you find Chan standing on the other side. He’s dressed in a hoodie and a pair of jeans.
“I didn’t think you would actually come over,” you step aside so he can come in. That’s a lie you knew he would come over.
“You asked me nicely, and we both know I can’t exactly say no to you.” He’s always said since when you first started dating many years ago it’s hard for him to say no to you. He always told you that’s how he knew you were the one.
He follows you off toward the living room. You plop down on the navy blue couch that you both picked out during an extremely long trip to ikea with you trying to find the perfect couch for your living room. There have been countless times you’ve made love on this couch or fallen asleep together watching a movie. He sits down on the couch next to you.
Sitting there silently you stare at his hands as he mess rubs his thumb along his knuckles. A nervous habit he’s had as long as you’ve known him.
“So why did you ask for me to come over?” he asks, breaking the silence that’s formed between you. You know you guys really don’t make small talk anymore.
“Your mom is worried about you. She texted me asking me what’s going on,” you love his mother dearly, but you aren’t sure how much longer you can stay in contact with her at this point. All your conversations with her lead to her asking for you to work things out.
He groans and tilts his head back. You know him too well to know that he has something he wants to say, but this is his way of trying to push away whatever it is. “She’s hard to deal with these days,” he sighs. You don’t say anything, you just stare at him. “She only ever talks about you.”
You look away shaking your head. You wished it was easier that you could just say screw it and take back Chan, but you don’t know if all this would be worth getting your heart broken again.
“I’m sorry,” you sigh.
He reaches over resting his hand on your thigh. Your eyes lock on his cold ones. He doesn’t seem to have the same warmth behind his eyes he did when you were together. You swallow pushing away the thought eating away at your mind. You missed when you were together and you tried to tell yourself that this breakup was for the best.
“Just stop,” he sighs.
“Chan,” you sigh. This should be easier, but it’s not.
“I miss you,” he says with his eyes still locked on yours.
“I miss you too,” you sigh. You miss everything about the man sitting next to you, the only thing you don’t miss is the fighting. You miss all the happy moments you shared together but you don’t miss your fights.
Pushing away all the thoughts that told you this was a bad idea you leaned forward crashing your lips into his. You’ve fallen into the same routine you always do with him. You tell yourself over and over it’s best to stay away but somehow you end up craving his touch. Your lips move together and pull you onto his lap. With your knees resting on each side of his strong thighs. His lips move down your neck leaving a trail of wet kisses in his wake. His lips know all the right places to touch have you moaning.
Your hips roll against his jean clad crotch. You feel his erection straining against his jeans with each movement. It doesn’t take long before he’s pushed his pants down to his thighs just enough to free himself and your panties are pushed to the side as he slides into you causing you to gasp.
Your forehead is pressed to his as you ride his length slowly. Your lips are parted as you silently moan with each movement. One of his hands grips your ass while the other is resting on the side of your neck. His thumb keeps brushing against the sensitive skin on your neck. He knows all the right places to touch you. He applies a little bit of pressure to your neck earning a moan from you. You aren’t sure if another man will ever understand your body like Chan does. His hand on his throat is intoxicating you.
Tilting your head back you moan his name. Your fingers grip his shirt holding on for dear life as he pushes you closer to the edge. You ride his length showing him how desperate you are for him. His hand leaves your throat and your eyes open staring at his dark ones for a long moment. Leaning forward his presses his lips to the middle of your throat where his hand was not long ago. He presses a few open mouth kisses there before he kisses his way across the delicate skin across your neck.
“You feel so good,” he mumbles with his lips on your collarbone.
The feeling of Chan thrusting in and out of you is enough to drive you wild. From the moment you first had sex Chan made a point to understand everything about your body, and everything that made you tick. It took very little effort for him to learn all the ways to make you scream and fall apart because of him.
As the wave crashes over you and a warmth spreads across your body. You lean forward resting your forehead against his shoulder. Both his hands grip your hips moving you up and down his length. His pace has grown sloppy as he’s getting closer and closer to the edge. He pushes you down on his length leaving you resting on his thighs as he paints your walls white. Your head remains on his chest as he slowly drags his hand up and down your back.
“I love you,” he says barely loud enough for you to hear. You want to tell him you love him too, but you hold back.
Pulling away from him you look at him for a long moment before leaning forward and pressing your lips to his for a soft kiss.
You know deep down inside you can’t keep this up. This whole situation is emotionally draining for both of you, and sooner than later you need to figure out if you should fully part ways or get back together.
-
Two weeks have passed and you haven’t spoken to Chan once. You can’t push away the empty feeling in your chest as you lay in bed staring at the spot in your bed that used to belong to Chan.
His soft words of “I love you,” still play in your mind. You wish you could have said those three words back to him, but you knew you couldn’t.
You thought when things ended between you it was for the better, but you can’t seem to push away the tugging feeling of an invisible string pulling you towards him.
In these long two weeks you’ve thought about your relationship with Chan nonstop. His voice always seems to echo in the back of your mind.
Grabbing your phone you opened your messages and clicked on his name. His last text to you from two days ago reads, “I miss you.”
You couldn’t bring yourself to respond then. You type out, “Chan, can we please talk?”
He might not text you back, and in all honesty you wouldn’t blame him. You’ve practically ghosted him the last two weeks as you attempted to sort out your feelings. You thought a lot about your relationship with him, and what your future looks like with and without him.
Your phone lights up quickly with a message from Chan, “I can come over soon.”
Forcing yourself out of bed you get dressed and go into the kitchen and make two cups of coffee. A knock on the front door lets you know that Chan is here.
Opening the door he’s dressed in a pair of sweatpants, a hoodie, with a baseball hat.
He walks inside and follows you to the kitchen. You slide him a cup of coffee and watch as he takes a drink. He sits his cup down on the counter and takes his hat off, pushing his fingers through his dark curls. He looks tired like he hasn’t slept much, but he looks just as handsome as ever. From what Changbin has told you since you broke, according to him Chan’s sleep schedule is worse than ever.
“I’m sorry I pushed you away,” you say, breaking the silence between you.
“YN?” He pauses.
“Yeah Chan?”
“Do you want an actual future with me?” His words are straight to the point. It’s clear he’s tired of playing games. You can’t blame him at all. This game is mentally exhausting.
“Honestly yes.”
“How do we fix us?” He sighs, reaching forward and taking your hand in his. His thumb slowly drags over your knuckles just like he used to do when he was trying to comfort you.
“You can’t be jealous like you were,” your eyes are focused on him. “I need to stop being so stubborn with you. We need to work on communicating more.”
“I’ll try to push my jealousy away,” he says.
“We can’t just jump back into how things were,” you know you can’t go back to being engaged again suddenly. “We need to rebuild before we can think about getting married.”
“Okay, should we try dating again?” he asks.
“Like starting all the way back at stage one?” you can’t help but smile thinking back to your first few dates with him five years ago.
“I would prefer we aren’t all the way back at stage one, because I still want to marry you,” he rests his hand on your cheek.
“I still want to marry you, but we need to rebuild before we think about planning a wedding,” you’re trying to think logically. You just spent months broken up. Suddenly things aren’t fixed and perfect. Even though your heart desperately wants to marry him tomorrow you need to think logically and work on communicating more.
“Okay.” he says softly with his hand still resting on your cheek.
“Okay.”
“I just need you in my life. There is something that keeps me drawn to you. I haven’t ever loved anyone like I love you,” he leans forward pressing his lips to yours for a soft kiss.
“I love you too,” you sigh, pulling your lips away from his.
“Okay, can I move back in?” he asks, sounding so unsure.
A smile tugs on yours as you step closer to him. He pulls you into his chest before you can even say anything.
“Yeah. We need to rebuild, but I miss you being here. I hate waking up alone.”
It’s not long before you’re both in your shared bed, and completely naked. Chan rests between your spread legs slowly rolling his hips into yours as your fingers are locked in his dark hair holding him close to you. His lips hover overs yours as you moan his name like a prayer. One of your legs is resting on his lower back right above his butt. You want him as close to you as possible. You don’t want to ever experience losing him again. Your hand claws at his back trying to touch every part of him you can.
“I love you,” you say.
His hips still for a moment and he looks down at you smiling. Leaning forward he presses his lip to the tip of your nose gently. “I love you so much.”
His hips move into yours at a slow but steady pace. You missed the feeling of having every part of him, his mind, body and soul.
You find your release moaning his name and whisper over and over again that you love him.
Things aren’t perfect between you, but you both desperately love each other and know your own faults and want to fix them. Both only see a future together and you both know that love is never easy and sometimes you have to fight to make it work.
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↳ in your mid to late twenties you’re left wondering if you missed your sexual awakening. With a the help of friends you start to really find yourself.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole angst, a little fluff, body image issues, and self doubt, cussing all smut warnings listed below for what is in this story.
𝐚𝐧: these will be shorter Drabble style chapters. 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. Please fill out this form.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole, oral (fem & male receiving), piv, unprotected sex, groping, threesome, use or traffic light system, choking, and spanking, more warning to come.
From the moment Chan met you he felt like you were meant to be in his life. Your friendship from the beginning felt effortless. He loved the fact that you weren’t only friends with him but friends with his two best friends Changbin and Jisung. The boys and you were Chan’s rock. You guys were the only thing that made him feel like he wasn’t going crazy when he was stressed.
Since your conversation you had about your bad date Chan couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that you said you felt like you missed your sexual awakening. Since freshman year of college when Chan lost his virginity he’s had a handful of sexual partners and discovered quite a bit about himself. He wouldn’t say he was exactly an expert when it comes to sex, but he’s extremely confident when it comes to satisfying any partner in bed.
Sitting in Jisung's living room, your conversation kept playing in his head on repeat.
“Chan, where is Y/N?” Jisung asked before taking a drink of his beer.
Changbin noticed immediately something seemed off with Chan. Knitting eyebrows together he stares at his friend for a long moment. “Chan what is going on?”
“Nothing.”
“Doesn’t sound like anything,” Jisung says.
“I just have a lot on my mind,” he says, attempting to get the boys to leave him alone.
“Maybe talking about it will help,” Changbin says.
“It’s not my place to talk about it.”
“Is it about (Y/N)?” Jisung asked, sounding concerned.
“Yes,” Chan sighs knowing the boys are going to find out sooner or later. He’s never been a good liar and normally people can tell when he’s lying.
“Is she okay?” Changbin asked, leaning forward.
“Yes, she just isn’t feeling the best about herself.”
“What do you mean?” Jisung responds.
“I shouldn’t be talking about this,” Chan sighs.
“Just tell us what is going on,” Changbin groans he’s clearly not in the mood to try and guess what’s going on.
“It’s just-“ Chan paused looking at his two best friends who were starting to look concerned. “She had a really bad date and just us wondering if he missed a part of her life other people have experienced.”
The room was dead silent as Changbin and Jisung took in what he had just said to them. Jisung looked concerned suddenly and then Changbin stood up.
“Did someone hurt her?” Changbin asked the same question Chan asked you.
“No it was just a bad date with a selfish guy,” Chan responds.
“Was the sex bad?” Jisung still looks really confused.
Chan knows he should stop this conversation but at this point he can’t without the boys bugging him. “Yes, but it’s not my place to say anything.”
“Okay I’ll talk to her,” Changbin says.
Chan feels his stomach drop. He feels sick at the idea of you knowing that he told the boys about your bad date. He wants Changbin not to go but he knows he won’t listen to him. Changbin leaves the room leaving a stunned Jisung and Chan behind.
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Since your conversation with Chan you couldn’t help the embarrassment you were feeling. You couldn’t believe you let Chan know that you felt like you missed out on having an exciting sex life. When Chan mentioned you ordering take out with him and the boys you made up an excuse trying to save yourself from facing him yet.
You decided to spend the night drinking a glass of wine and reading a book while dressed in your pajamas. When you heard a knock on you had no clue who it could be.
Opening the door you were shocked to see Changbin standing on the other side. Your eyes go wide at the sight of him. He looks like he went to the gym before he was supposed to hang out with the boys. He’s dressed in a tight white shirt that shows off his built torso and a pair of gray sweatpants. Since you’ve met Changbin you’ve always had a little crush on him and seeing him standing in front of you is a great reminder that your crush never went away.
“What are you doing here?” You finally speak up.
“Well I was with the boys and I was wondering where you were.”
“Oh,” you wonder what Chan said you were doing.
“Chan said you were busy, and I was worried something was wrong.”
You step aside and Changbin comes into your apartment. Shutting the door you turn and look at Changbin. He’s staring at you like he’s studying you. “Bin, is everything okay?”
“I’m gonna ask you a question and I’m going to ask you not to get mad at me please.”
You suddenly felt nervous, not exactly sure what he’s gonna ask you. “Okay.”
“What was wrong with your date?”
“Oh.” You can’t help but wonder what Chan told him. You can’t be mad at Chan but you’re just wondering what all Changbin knows.
“I- we slept together but he was selfish,” you wished the ground would open up and swallow you. Not only does Chan know about your embarrassing sex life but now Changbin will too.
He steps closer to you leaving little distance between you. “I’m not judging you at all. But I just want to know why you seem so embarrassed about your bad date.”
“Because everyone I know has had this fun sex life and I feel like I have missed out.”
He knits his eyebrows together, “what about your relationship with Yunho?”
“It was vanilla and I didn’t even finish every time.”
He steps even closer and if you didn’t know any better you would swear he planned on kissing you. His hand rests on your cheek and he tilts your head so you’re looking right into his warm eyes. “Please don’t slap me,” he says gently.
“I won’t.”
“Do you want to explore what it’s like to have sex with someone who’s only goal is to make you cum?”
Your breath hitches as you’re completely caught off guard by what he just said to you.
“Bin-“
“Friends help friends,” he says with his voice low.
“Do you want to sleep with me?” you’re trying to comprehend what he’s saying.
“I would love to sleep with you. I want you to know what it’s like to be with someone who’s only goal is to make you cum.”
Without thinking you say, “I want to know what that’s like.”
“I’m going to kiss you now,” he says leaning forward brushing his nose against yours. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire anticipating the feeling of his lips on yours.
“Okay,” you whisper.
The moment your lips touch for the first time you can’t help but sigh. You aren’t sure what the night holds, but you’re dying to know what it’s like to be with Changbin.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: soft dom! bang chan, wax play, praising, dirty talk from Chan, begging, nickname such as baby and baby girl, unprotected intercourse, teasing
After two years together you had the wise idea to spice things up. You probably should have suggested something like role play or like new positions, but you had the wise idea to let him pick. You trusted Chan completely and you knew he would never do anything to hurt you. But you also knew that he had a dirty mind. That evident by the dirty words he would whisper in your ears during sex, and when you would be out while he’s trying to rile you up.
Sitting on the edge of your bed you are wearing a robe waiting for Chan to get back from the store. He said he wanted to get champagne. You weren’t going to argue with him. Especially since you weren’t sure what he has in store for you.
The sound of the door opening in the distance catches your attention. A few moments later he walks into your room with a bag in one hand and two glasses for champagne.
You bite back a smile as he walks over and sets the bag on the dresser. He seems slightly nervous which is very unlike him. He’s normally so smooth when it comes to you. The fact that he seemed nervous left you feeling a little anxious.
He pulls out the bottle of champagne and container of strawberries, and then a candle. You were unsure how those three things were gonna spice things up.
“Chan?”
He turns and looks at you biting his bottom lip, “yeah?”
“What did you want to do?” You stand up and walk towards him.
“You can totally say no. I don’t want to do anything that’s gonna make you uncomfortable,” he’s rambling so you can tell that he is definitely nervous.
“Chan you’re making me anxious just tell me what you want.”
He reaches on the dresser and grabs the candle. He holds it out and your direction. You take in your hand and read the label, “safe for skin, sensual candle.” Your eyes go wide realizing exactly what he wants to try. You knew it couldn’t hurt you, if it could there was no way he would ever even ask.
“Did you want to try it?” You ask, handing Chan the candle back to him.
Slowly he nods his head. You’ve never seen him this nervous when it comes to being in the bedroom.
“I trust you Chan.” A smile forms across his face, he leans forward and presses his lips to yours for a kiss.
“I promise I won’t hurt you,” he puts the candle back on the dresser. You trust him more than you have trusted any other person you had ever been with.
“Okay. Let’s have a glass of champagne before we try.”
He wasted no time popping the bottle open and handing you a glass. You sit together on the edge of your bed. His hand is resting on your thigh while the other hand holds his glass of champagne. His thumb slowly rubs gentle circles on your. He always does this when he knows you're nervous. You make small talk but it’s clear you're both still a little nervous about what you wanted to try.
He takes your empty glasses and sets them down on the dresser. You take your robe off showing him your lingerie you had bought just for today. It’s a black lace set with crotchless panties.
He’s staring at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He steps towards you rubbing his hands up and down your curvy sides. He licks his lips slowly.
“You look so stunning,” he groans. From the moment he met you, he’s always made you feel like you were beautiful. He never lets you doubt your self confidence.
Leaning forward he presses his lips to yours for a searing kiss. You feel dizzy as his tongue slides against yours. Never in your life has someone kissed you the way he kisses you. He makes your world feel like it’s turning sideways as his hands slowly drag up and down your skin while your lips move together. Pulling away from you he’s wearing a lopsided grin.
“I bought it for you,” you whisper as you push your fingers through his dark hair.
“What do I do first?” you ask.
“Lay down on the bed baby.”
Stepping away from him you silently follow his command. Laying on your fluffy bed you look over to see him stripping away his clothes. He’s left standing with only his overpriced supreme black boxer briefs. You can’t help but let your eyes wander to his excitement that is straining against his boxer briefs. He walks over and opens your nightstand pulling out a lighter. He lights the candle and sets it on the nightstand. He leans over and presses a gentle kiss to your temple.
A few moments pass before he grabs the candle and moves on to the bed so he’s sitting on his hunches next to you. Your heart races slightly with nerves as he stares at you. Leaning down he places a trail of kisses across your chest settling your nerves.
“Ready,” he asks.
Silently you nod. You can’t help the mixture of nervousness and excitement you’re experiencing.
Slowly he pours a small trail of warm wax above your belly button. It doesn’t hurt really there is just a slight sting.The feel of the warm wax on your skin leaves you wanting more. The wax dries on your skin and he watches you intently trying to read your reaction.
“Did it hurt?” He sounds nervous.
You shake your head, “no do it again please.”
The corners of his mouth curl up into a grin and he says, “my dirty girl likes it.”
Reach over he pours a trail of wax up your thigh and while it dries he drags his tongue across the bare skin on your other thigh. The feeling of the warm wax drying on your skin and the mix of tongue on your skin is overwhelming. You moan loudly as he continues to kiss your skin.
“Baby girl you look so good,” he growls.
“Chan, it feels so good,” you whimper.
“You want more?” he asks
“Yes,” you moan.
He pours another line next to the one he already placed on your stomach. He leans forward kissing your chest and works his way up to your jaw. His kisses are sloppy and wet and you wouldn’t want it any other way.
As the wax dries you can’t take it anymore. You need more from Chan. He has you so turned on from this.
“Baby sit up and remove your bra,” he says.
Without saying anything you follow his lead.
“Chan please take me,” you whine.
His lips are ghosting your skin as he whispers, “okay baby girl. Sit up for me.”
You do as he says and you look at him curious to see what he wants you to do.
“Can you please take those pretty panties off?” he asked you so politely. He was being so gentle with you.
Taking your underwear off you sit it on the bed and watch as Chan strips away his boxers. He’s left standing in front of you naked and proud. Crawling back onto the bed he spreads your legs and sits back on his hunches. His hands run down your soft sides as he moves closer to you. He runs the tip of his length through your fold. You gasp at the feeling.
“Not yet, baby girl.”
He takes the candle in his hands again and slowly pours a trail of warm wax across your tummy. You can’t help but gasp. He pours one line before sitting the candle on your nightstand.
“You did so good baby,” he runs his tip through your folds his board head nudges you sensitive clit instantly making you moan. He has you on edge just the way he loves to do it.
He pushes into you in one slow motion. He grabs your legs, putting them over his shoulders as he leans over to be closer to you. The moment he bottoms out he’s looking down at you with a sinful smile. “You’re doing such a good job.” Nothing turns you on quite like when Chan praises you. Your body burns as you blush at his words. “Can I move?”
Silently you nod, unable to think of anything to say.
Your bedroom is filled with the sounds of your moaning and panting. He rolls his hips into yours over and over each time receiving a moan from you.
“Baby, I need you closer,” you whine.
Sitting back he drops your legs and he hovers over you still connected. He kisses his way across your chest. Taking your nipple in his mouth he sucks gently. You claw at his back wanting him closer to you.
“Chan you feel so good,” you gasp.
He releases your skin and gives you a wicked grin. Leaning forward he licks the shell of your ear before whispering, “baby girl you’re taking my cock so well.”
“I was made for only you,” you whimper.
You weren’t really a fan of dirty talk before you got with Chan, but there’s something about his low voice whispering in your ear that just pushes you over the edge.
“Are you gonna come for me?” He growls.
“Yes,” you moan.
“Then come,” he follows his command by crashing his lips into yours for a searing kiss.
You quickly find your release, your high washing over you as you come. Your chest rises and falls as you try to steady your breathing. Your walls pull at his length as he remains steady thrusting into you. Running your fingers through his hair you tug on his dark hair receiving a groan. He picks up his pace and groans your name as he finishes inside you painting your walls white.
Laying on top of you he kisses your neck gently for a moment. Rolling off you he smiles at you.
“I love you,” you say.
“I love you more,” he responds as he crawls off your bed. He remains naked as he walks off to your bathroom, he returns holding a warm washcloth.
“Let me take care of you,” he drags the warm cloth across your skin that is covered in wax. You can tell he might be slightly nervous if you're hurt.
“Chan,” you say, catching his attention.
“Yeah?”
“I really enjoyed that.”
A smile spreads across his face, “did you wanna take a bath together?”
“Yes please,” you smile.
He grabs the carton of strawberries and goes off to the bathroom with you. He draws a warm bath and fills it with lavender scented bubbles. You two spend the evening sitting in the bath eating strawberries together.
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this is a series of shorter one shots with some of the boys that are inspired by Chase Atlantic songs. All of these stories will be 18+ with adult content and have smut in them. If you would like to be tagged in all stories or a specific boys please fill out this form.
bang chan
♡ 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫
↳ You're buried in the pillow, yeah you're so loud but I'm about to show you, baby, slow down.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:
lee minho
♡ 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢
↳ Oh baby, take a look around I'm the only one that hasn't walked out, Im right here.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: friends to lovers.
seo changbin
♡ 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢
↳ You're too late, had your girlfriend at my house for two days. Should be obvious the reason she stayed with me.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cheating (readers bf is a jerk)
hwang hyunjin
♡ 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔰
↳ If you ain't busy, take a walk with me, we could get high and you could talk to me. I ain't been doing way too good lately.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:
han jisung
♡ 𝔥𝔢𝔯
↳ She said; "We could do whatever you want you could fuck me in the back of your car”. But I won't ever get to stay with her, cause all I ever had was one day with her.
