you're my home
pairing: bangchan x f!reader
genre: fluff, suggestive (?)
warnings: none i think
words: 1.7k
summary: you surprise your boyfriend with the boys help.
a/n: not that bad, I think. let me know your thoughts down below. hope you like it 🤞🏻👀
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you love your boyfriend. very much.
there's no question about it.
you know it. he knows it. the boys know it.
and you definitely knew what you were getting yourself into when you accepted to be his girlfriend.
he was so shy when he asked you. the memory brings a smile to your lips.
but anyway - that's not the point. a story for another time.
you understood the schedules, the last-minute changes, the late nights at the studio. the long distance periods due to tours and other events.
all of it. you accepted it, and you understood. you really did.
and you gave him the space he needs to do his job properly.
you're also a somewhat busy woman with your own life and job.
he tries his best to keep you updated via text, sending audios when he can't type and sending selfies as well. late-night calls and videochatting when possible.
even when free time is scarce, he still finds the time to ask if you ate. and remember you to take breaks and drink water.
like the perfect loving boyfriend he is.
and you do the same. cause you know that man isn't taking care of himself as he should.
and this brings us to today.
you had just gotten back after visiting your parents for two weeks, you hadn't told your boyfriend you were back yet.
he still thinks you're out of the country. far, far away from him.
you kept your phone off while on the airplane, and it took everything in you to not text him as soon as you landed.
but, it was a long trip and you were exhausted - your plan was to go home, take a quick shower and have a power nap before you go over to the studio to surprise him.
but don't worry - the boys know. in fact, it was their idea in the first place.
they were honestly sick and tired of their leader pouting and sulking around the studio and especially the dorms.
Jeongin can't take it anymore.
he wanted to pick you up himself at the airport and take you directly to Chan, but alas, the others convinced him the plan would fall apart if he did. so you got a taxi and went home on your own.
you kept the boys updated on the group chat you had without Chan - the things that are said in that chat... in a way, Chan isn't raising 7 kids alone anymore.
oftentimes, the chaos is managed without him even knowing of it existing in the first place - you're sure you've gained some grey hairs since you met them.
as you shower, you try your best to ignore the constant pinging of your phone - you had to silence it, and that still isn't enough.
not in the mood to cook, you order something quick, and while you wait, you try to unpack as much as possible - you damn well know that if you procrastinate, you'll never get it done.
and when you get your man home later, you want to relax in his arms. make it up for all the time apart.
also... you know damn well he would try to unpack it himself, and there would be no rest for any of you.
you set an alarm so you don't oversleep and end up with 7 impatient men at your doorstep - it happened before.
still, you weren't able to sleep. you miss him too much.
you end up deciding to go to the studio earlier than planned. you miss your boys.
the good thing is, you're authorised to enter the building and so you don't need one of the kids to go meet you at the entrance.
you buy them lunch on the way over, along with coffee and some snacks. obviously you don't forget the gift bags.
you're a little nervous. not sure how Chan will react to seeing you.
anyway - before you can change your own mind about the whole plan, you manage to carry the food and gifts into the building.
"Noona!!"
you look towards the voice and see Jeongin, grinning and running to you. you pause and smile wide at him.
"Innie!!"
he hugs you tight and offers to help you with the bags - which you're extremely thankful for.
"I'm so glad you're back! You need to control your man" he complains about his hyung all the way to the studio and you can only giggle at his antics.
"I'll bring the bags to the practice room where the rest of the guys are, and we'll leave you two for a bit" you smile at him and thank him.
"I'm really glad you're back noona, I missed you."
"I missed you too Innie!" you hug him and soon you're left alone in front of the studio door.
you watch him go, and when he turns the corner and you stop seeing him, you take a deep breath and you open the door as carefully as you can.
you peek inside and you see him. back turned to the door. in a black hoodie and beanie, with his headphones in place. leg bouncing to the rhythm of what he's listening to.
he has one elbow on the desk, hand supporting his head while the other clicks away at the mouse.
you close the door without making a sound, and you sit behind him on the couch.
for a moment you just sit there and watch him in his element. doing what he does best. what he loves.
in his own little world.
he's so close, yet so far.
the room smells like him. comforting. home.
you missed him. you missed him a lot.
you take your phone out of your pocket and you take a picture of him with his back to you and send it to him.
his own phone pings with the notification. you watch how he pauses and looks at the screen. grabbing the phone when he sees your name on it.
he stares at the picture on his screen. too tired to think logically.
maybe one of the guys took the photo and sent it to you. he knows it's something they often do - they're not as subtle as they think they are.
but he was supposed to be alone in the studio, did one of them come in without him noticing? he sets his headphones aside and turns around, fully expecting to see one of the boys with their phone out, ready to tease him.
but to his shock, he sees you. his girlfriend. the woman he loves the most. the one that was away for two long weeks.
the one he thought was still in a different time zone - something that had made it hard for you both.
but now you're here..
you're sitting on his couch. smiling at him. waiting for him to say something. do something.
he can feel the burn in his nose. the tears pooling. he missed you. he missed you so much.
you both sit there. in silence. looking at each other. not moving. until he does.
soon he's on his knees in front of you. eyes glossy. looking at you like he can't believe you're really here. pouty lips trembling as he holds your hands in his.
"you're here" he whispers, voice cracking.
you smile. your own tears threatening to spill.
take one of your hands from his and cup his face. he closes his eyes and leans into your touch. your warmth. the softness of your skin grounding him.
"I'm here" you whisper back, voice cracking with emotion.
you can feel his tears seeping through your shirt, his body shaking as small sobs rack through him.
his arms wrap around your waist and he hugs you close. as tight as he can without hurting you. gripping your shirt as if you'd be gone if he didn't hold on to you.
head hiding in your chest. you rest your hand on his hair while the other circles around his broad shoulders and you hold him close.
you take off his beanie and run your fingers through his hair softly, kissing the top of his head.
"I missed you so much" his voice heavy with emotion, muffled by your clothes.
"I missed you too, so much"
you both stay there for a while. holding each other. sobs are soon replaced by quiet sniffles and you move to grab his face. he whines a bit at the movement, but you still hold him so he can look at you.
you look at his tear stained cheeks, pouty lips and big boba eyes and your chest swells with so much love for this man. you clean his tears with your thumbs and you lean in to kiss him.
what starts as a small kiss, soon turns to more. his arms tighten around you and he holds onto the softness of your hips pulling you closer to him. your hands hold on to his face, pulling it closer to you. he kneads the softness of your hips and it pulls a moan from you. you hold the hair on the back of his head and he groans into your mouth as you pull it.
you pull away when your lungs start screaming for air, you rest your forehead against his, lips resting against his own. both panting for air, eyes still closed.
despise it all, you can feel yourself getting sleepy. the tiredness of the day and specially the flight finally catching up to you. he notices the shift and chuckles at you. giving you a kiss before pulling away.
you open your eyes at he distances himself, and he coos at you. giggling as you stare at him sleepily.
he guides you to lay down on the couch, and you pull him down with you. not ready to be apart just yet.
he gladly follows, and cuddles with you on the couch. your arms around him as he rests his head on your chest. legs tangled together and arms around each other, you both soon fall asleep.
and it's how moments later the boys find you.
although some *cough* han *cough* wanted to wake you up, they end up covering you up with a blanket and turning of the lights so you both can rest.
but they don't leave without taking a million pictures of the two of you. fully intending to tease their hyung after.
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