You and Chan rarely fought. When you two did, it was easily resolved. But tonight, it was different. It all started because you weren’t happy with your singing.
“Chan, it still sounds terrible,” you complained, stretching your arms, “let’s do it again.”
“I told you it’s fine,” he explained again. He was exhausted. He’d been working with you for the past two hours.
“Chris…I’m serious. Can we please just do it one more time?”
He huffed, “you’re being difficult right now.”
“Excuse me?!?” He looked down and realized he did let go of the button. He didn’t mean for you to hear that.
“You sound good. Why can’t you just believe that,” he argued, closing his laptop.
“I’m sorry I want it to be perfect because I care!”
“I’m the producer and if I say it’s fine, it’s fine! This would've been so much easier if I never picked you,” he yelled not thinking.
It took him a moment to realize what he said. When he did, he looked right up at you. Tears were streaming down your face. He went to get up to go over and say he didn’t mean it, but you rushed past him grabbing your phone and keys before rushing out of the studio. Chan wanted to run after you. But he didn’t know what to say. What to say to make you believe him, so he let you go. He sat down in his chair and hid his face in his hands. He was defeated.
Jeongin was the first to notice something was off. Every morning he’d wake up to the sound of you in the kitchen and the smell of whatever you were making. But this morning, you weren’t there at all. He knew Chan was home, so that should’ve meant you were there too. Maybe she had something early to do, he thought, that’s probably it. But his theory was so wrong.
Everyone was waiting in the practice room, goofing off. Everyone except Chan, who looked annoyed. You hurried up and closed the door behind you, “sorry I’m late.”
“It’s fine. We should get started,” Minho said, stretching, “let’s go.”
The actual practice part went fine. Nothing dramatic, but that didn’t last long. “Everyone coming to movie night,” Jisung asked, grabbing his things.
“I can’t,” you said, grabbing your bag and throwing it over your shoulder, “I’m not feeling great, so I’m gonna stay at my dorm. I’m sorry.”
“But…”
“I’m sorry sweetheart. I promise I’ll come over once I’m feeling better.”
You left all the boys there dumbfounded. This wasn’t like you. You never missed movie night. They knew something happened. In sync, they all turned their heads towards Chan. “What did you do,” Jeongin glared.
“What did you do to Peaches,” Felix questioned, “what did you do to our mother wolf?”
He didn’t answer their questions. He just walked past and out the studio.
Minho and Han canceled movie night that week. The boys got into their children only group chat to discuss.
Mom’s Actual Favorite 🦊: Something is very very wrong here. Peaches hasn’t been sleeping here. She’s staying at her actual dorm.
Pudding Prince 🍮: They’re definitely fighting. And not a normal fight. This is big.
The Cutest Member🐿: what should we do? We can’t let them break up!!
Puppy 🐶: Then we need a plan. Anyone got anything?
Mom’s Favorite 🐥: We need to find out what it’s about. We figure that out. We get them back together. Easy.
Dwaekki: I hope it’s that simple
Picasso 🥟: Let’s split up. Felix, myself and Han will talk to Peaches. Minho, Changbin and Seungmin, you guys talk to Chan. Jeongin, hold tight. You live with both of them so we don’t need them fighting over you picking favorites and making your life awkward.
Mom’s Actual Favorite 🦊: okay but I’m silently supporting mother wolf.
Dwaekki: Kiss up. Let’s talk later.
It had been two weeks since that night and things only got worse. The silent treatment mainly. The boys who sided with you stayed by your side at all times. It was another day in the studio when everything blew up again.
You came in quietly. “Ready,” Chan asked, setting up. You nodded. The music came on and you sang your lines.
“Do it again. Add more feeling,” he stated. You nodded, running a hand through your hair. You tried again, but you knew it was just as bad.
“Are you not feeling it? Because you can go if not. Don't waste my time,” he dryly stated looking at his laptop.
“Dude, calm down,” Han said, taking a seat next to Chan, “Peaches, let’s switch it up. Then go home okay?"
He stopped when he saw tears in your eyes, “okay.” He played another song for you, as he took control of your recording. Chan walked out of the studio, Changbin not following far behind. “What happened with you and Peaches,” Changbin asked, arms crossed leaning against the wall across from Chan.
“I told Peaches I wish I never picked her. I was tired and I wasn’t thinking. I never regretted picking her, but I still said it and I can’t figure out what to do. And now I'm just irritated with everything."
“You better fix this.” Changbin pushed himself off the wall and headed back. Chan slid down to the ground, sitting on the cold floor with his head in his hands.
Dwaekki: He told her that he wished he never picked her
Mom’s Favorite 🐥: That’s really bad. Can we even fix this? Is she gonna leave?
Puppy 🐶: Great! Who gets full custody of us?
Pudding Prince 🍮: I have a plan!
Picasso 🥟: If it involves anything illegal, I’m out.
Pudding Prince 🍮: Rude!! Innie, can you guilt Chan? Make him feel so bad he has no choice but to figure it out. Felix, you get Mother Wolf out of her dorm.
Mom’s Actual Favorite 🦊: of course! 👍
The Cutest Member🐿: then what?
Pudding Prince 🍮: We wait to see what happens.
Jeongin had spent the next two days making sure to talk about how much he missed you and how he must have been a real jerk to hurt you. He was so annoyed he left two hours early for practice. While Felix called you and asked to meet him at the dance studio two hours before practice.
You sat in the hallway outside the studio, headphones on listening to your playlist. It contained your favorite songs from the boys or songs that made you think of them. You were finally distracted from all the emotions until one recording came on. It wasn’t a song. It was a voice recording from Chan.
“Hey Peaches. It’s me. I hope you’re doing well today. If you aren’t, it's gonna get better. Don’t get discouraged. I’m proud of you and I’m happy to have you in my life. Love you.”
That’s when the dam broke. Tears were streaming down your face. You weren’t sure if you were upset with him or yourself for not trying to talk to him. Suddenly, you heard footsteps coming up the hall. Someone crouched down next to you holding you close to their chest.
“What’s wrong,” the male questioned with concern. It was Chan "What's got you crying babygirl?”
You just sniffled. You were too upset to even respond. He took a deep breath before he continued on. “I didn’t mean anything I said that night. I was exhausted and I took it out on you. I should’ve never done that. I’m sorry.”
You looked at him, “you don’t regret picking me?”
He placed a kiss on your temple, “not once. I don’t regret choosing you for this group or as my girlfriend. How about we get something to eat and come back for practice okay?”
“I’d like that.”
He pecked your lips softly, “I love you Peaches.”
“I love you too,” you replied, grabbing his right hand, intertwining your fingers with his before heading out.
Later at practice, you and Chan walked back into the practice room holding hands. I.N’s eyes lit up when he saw this. “Okay guys,” Chan announced, letting go of your hand, “let’s get back to work.”
Felix stood next to Chan, “everything back to normal? I don’t have to worry about your two breaking up? I don’t know who’d win the custody battle, and I’d be sad if we all got split up.”
Chan laughed. After that day, you and Chan made the rule that all fights between any members must be settled within 24 hours. You also let the boys know that if you and Chan hypothetically did break up, you got full custody.
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No one knew that Bang Chan was allergic to peaches, the fruit, not his girlfriend. But they all found it really funny that he ended up dating a girl whose stage name was Peaches. And now that they knew about his allergy, the boys were definitely going to use it against him.
It was another long day in the studio for 3racha. Chan was tired but also happy that you were coming. All he wanted right now was a cuddle from you. But recording still needed done. By the time you finally walked into the studio to do your session, Chan was in desperate need of a hug. The moment his chair turned around and your eyes met, he opened his arms wide. As you started to walk over to him, Han hurried you into the recording booth.
“Let’s get this recording going,” he said gently pushing you in and closing the door and walking back to the couch. Chan sat there puzzled. He always got at least five minutes to just cuddle with you. It always gave him a mood boost which made recording go a lot better.
“Han,” he questioned, turning his chair to face the younger man, “what the hell? What happened to my mandatory time with Peaches?”
Changbin, who’d been sitting quietly this whole time (much to everyone’s shock), finally contributed, “Hyung, you’re allergic to Peaches. Which means if you cuddle with Mother Wolf, you could die! And we can’t be Stray Kids without you.”
You giggled as Chan sighed. Oh how he wished he never shared that fact or gave you the nickname all those years ago. While you, you were going to enjoy how your boys were going to torture their leader with this little fact about him.
Dance practice was always a nice time for you and Chan. During breaks, he'd hold you close and cuddle even if he was a sweaty mess. You loved it secretly. But today was different.
“Mother Wolf,” Felix asked, hugging you tightly, “can you cuddle with me today?”
“I’d gladly give you cuddles,” you replied smiling as you sat down with him. He rested his head lightly on your shoulder.
Chan marched over, “Felix, are you okay? Did something happen?”
Chan was genuinely concerned. Felix did need attention sometimes, but he never was like this.
“I’m fine hyung,” the younger Australian replied, lifting his head off your shoulder, “I don’t want you to get itchy and be distracted all practice. You’ll never learn the dance that way.”
He could kind of put up with that. You were the group mom, so the boys would cuddle too. No big deal.
Minho was a different story. He crossed the line. Ever since the start, you’d always be put near if not next to Chan. It wasn’t because he was your boyfriend. It was because he always reassured you throughout the performance. He made you feel less nervous. But not today! Minho put you on the complete other side. He stayed the further away, the healthier he’d be and better he’d do. Chan was gonna go all Predebut Han on him. But you just laughed and said Minho was right.
At the end of practice, everyone was exhausted. Chan flops on the floor next to you, trying to catch his breath. You walk over to him, his water bottle in hand. You go to hand it to Chan when it’s snatched right out of your hand by Hyunjin. “What the hell man,” Chan breathes out sitting up.
Hyunjin takes his clean towel and starts wiping it off. “Gotta disinfect it,” he answered, eyes focused and brows furrowed as he wiped off the bottle.
You laughed, “I can’t believe I forgot. Thanks Hyunjin. It’s sweet you're looking out for him.”
Chan gave you side eye. You were lucky you were cute.
Every month you, Seungmin and Jeongin have a vocalracha live where you talked about life, songs you were listening to and on occasion sang some karaoke. Today, you three were doing the live at the Dimple Dorm aka Chan and Jeongin’s dorm. You technically have your own dorm, but you just use it for storage and stay with your boyfriend and the maknae.
The three of you had been laughing and having a good time when suddenly you hear, “Peaches! Innie! I’m home.” You went to get up to see Chan, but Seungmin and Innie hugged you tightly, not letting you get up.
Meanwhile, Chan was getting worried. Usually after a long day in the studio, you’d be there to greet him or at least give him some sign that you were alive. “Peaches? You okay?”
The two youngest heard it. But refused to let go.
“We should really tell Chan where we are,” you said concerned, breaking out of their hold on you. You were always there to greet Chan. And judging by the eighteen “where are you? Are you okay? texts, he was worried.
“No,” Innie exclaimed. Hearing the loud yell from Innie tipped Chan off as to where you three were. He quietly walked to Innie’s door and opened it quietly to see if he’d say why the youngest two wouldn’t let you leave.
“If you go out there,” I.N started, “Chan might give you a hug. And if he does he could go into Ana-phylactic shock.”
Chan couldn’t be mad. He was just impressed Innie knew what anaphylactic shock was.
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You had never been to fashion week before. It was something you dreamed of for so long. Chan had a few surprises for you. He had spent months preparing for this trip because he wanted it to be a trip you’d never forget. He had been working for months on this. Every detail was planned out.
The first thing on his list: take you to a fashion show. Thankfully for him, he was a Fendi ambassador so that was easy. You both had gotten all dressed up for the event. He came out in his see through lace shirt and you couldn’t help but giggle and blush like a weirdo. “I’m guessing I look okay,” he asked, putting on his jacket.
“Stays are gonna love it,” you answered, putting on your lipstick. You were wearing a sheer lace v neck dress with wide straps, the lace matched his shirt. Your makeup was light except for your lip color which was a deep burgundy color. He came up from behind you and hugged you, “I think I like your look just a little better.” You turned around and kissed him quickly.
“Come on loverboy, let’s go before we’re late.”
You posed with Chan, his arm around your waist. Getting to the event went very smoothly. You were so excited for this. Your first fashion show at fashion week. And you got to do it with the boy you loved. But suddenly his arm was no longer around your waist. You looked down to see him and he got down on one knee. You started to freak out. Was he really proposing? In front of everyone? What were the managers gonna say? How were STAYs gonna react? Why here? Why now? Was this the big surprise he had for you?
And then you realized that he wasn’t holding a ring. He was holding a hoop earring. Your hoop earring. You reached up to your right ear to see it wasn’t there. It must have fallen out while you two were walking. Your eyes widened and your face turned bright red. You were so embarrassed with how you were acting.
The day was over. The Fendi show was done and you only managed to embarrass yourself just that one time. Chan held your hand as you walked towards your hotel room. He entered the keycard and gestured for you to enter first. When you got into the room, you noticed that there was a table set for two on your balcony, complete with candles and everything. You looked back at Chan. “Surprise,” he said, hugging you from behind, “I knew you said you always wanted a candlelight dinner overlooking the city below. And I figured what better time than now.”
“You remembered that,” you asked, approaching the table. You had said it in passing such a long time ago. You figured that he had forgotten it.
“I remember everything when it comes to you,” he replied, setting his bag down on the bed before putting his hands in his jacket pockets, “I love you Peaches.”
“I love you too Chris.”
“I feel like an idiot. I thought you really were proposing to me,” you complained as you eat more of the gelato that you and Chan ordered.
He chuckled, “it’s fine. I probably shouldn’t have gotten down on one knee to pick up your earring. Besides, I have my proposal all planned out.”
“You do? Tell me more,” you questioned excitedly, leaning over the table.
“Can’t,” he replied, “But you’ll know.”
You pouted, “not even a little hint?”
“Not one.”
He laughed. You were so cute when you were determined. Little did you know he had a ring with him. He’d bought it and has been carrying it for the last six months, waiting for the perfect moment to propose. He’ll know it when he sees it.
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The reader is the 9th member of Stray Kids and is in a relationship with Bang Chan. These stories follow her misadventures and relationships with all the boys. Let me know if you want to be on the taglist for this series or any of my other works.
Stage Name: Peaches
Other Names: Mother Wolf
Nationality: American 🇺🇸
Age: Between Chan and Minho
Skzoo: A light brown wolf named Peach Fuzz
Emoji: 🍑
Racha(s):
Vocal Racha - Peaches, Seungmin, I.N
Old/Parent Racha - Bang Chan, Peaches, Minho
Foreign Racha - Bang Chan, Peaches, Felix
Fashion Racha - Hyunjin, Felix, Peaches
Fashion Week
Chan takes you to fashion week for the perfect trip
Chan's Room Special Episode: Peaches Birthday
All you want for your birthday is another episode of Chan's Room
Operation Get Mom and Dad Back Together
You and Chan have the worst fight you've ever had. The boys work to get mom and dad back together.
The Perfect Moment
Bang Chan has finally decides to propose to you
Prove You Belong
You try to prove you belong in Stray Kids but it only hurts you more
How It Started
All the times Chan tried to tell you he liked you, the one time it went wrong, and the time the boys forced you two to confess
Hair and Bubblegum Don’t Mix
Some of the bows have a bubblegum blowing contest which results in a new look for you
Werewolf or Vampire?
A fan during a fancall asks if you like Werewolf or Vampire Chan better. And Chan wants to make sure you get your dream on Halloween.
Taking Care of Mama
Sometimes you need the boys to take care of you.
Here
You go through a tough time and Chan is always there for you
Life Without Stray Kids
Chan wishes he wasn't in Stray Kids and he's not sure if he wants that after he gets his wish.
Passion for Fashion
You go to your first event as Fendi’s new ambassador. You get the surprise of a life time. And it’s not an accidental proposal this time.
Allergy
When everyone finds out that Chan is allergic to peaches, they are definitely going to annoying him about it
Credit to @foureyes13 for the fanart of Peaches and Peach Fuzz. I love seeing Peaches and what she looks like in your mind. I absolutely love it!
Day 19: Meeting the Family for Christmas (Bang Chan x Fem Reader)
You were sweating the whole plane ride to Sydney. This was the first time meeting his parents and siblings. And it was the holidays too. So, you not only had to make a great impression, you also had to get them something nice. Even though he told you that his mother said that you didn’t need to bring them anything. As you landed in Sydney, you felt a hand squeeze yours. You looked up at Chan, “it’s gonna be okay. They’ll love you,” he reassured you, as you two walked to the pickup location. “I hope so,” you answered. When you reached the pick up location. You saw a couple holding up a sign that said Chris and his Little Miss.
“Chris, we missed you,” his mom said as she hugged him tightly. She didn’t want to let go. He was her eldest and it had been so long since she’d seen him. Suddenly you felt eyes on you, “you must be his girlfriend,” his father said, smiling at you. Even with a smile, you were petrified. Was the smile fake? Were you gonna have a pop quiz? You nodded timidly, shutting your eyes waiting for the impact.
“No need to be scared,” his dad chuckled, placing a hand on your shoulder, “we don’t bite. Now, let me help you with your bags and we’ll head to our place. Hannah, Lucas and Berry are waiting.”
When you reached his house it was beautiful. For being someone so warm, it still felt like that traditional, snowy Christmas. Lights were hung everywhere. It reminded you of your own childhood where outdoor decorations were very important. But you couldn’t get distracted by lights now. You still had people to impress. So far, you and his parents hit it off. You weren’t scared or nervous and they seemed to like you. If Lucas was anything like his brother and father, you had nothing to worry about. Chan said Berry loved everyone, so you didn’t need to fear her. But Hannah. She was your biggest concern now. You didn’t think she was gonna be mean necessarily, you were just afraid she wouldn’t like you like the rest of his family. When you opened the door. Hannah was already at the front door. Eyes fixed on you.
“So you’re her,” she asked wide eyed. She grabbed your arm and dragged you away to her room. You didn’t even have a minute to think before you were sitting in her desk chair while she sat on her bed.
“As your new sister,” she started off, “I need to know everything there is to know about you. And not from my brother's lovestruck description. Give me all the details.”
That was not what you were expecting at all. You figured she’d maybe be…calmer. Like she’d get to know you like the rest of the family. But no, she was determined to know all your secrets too.
After three hours sharing secrets with your “new best friend” and dinner with your boyfriend’s family, you laid on Chan’s bed, snuggled into his side. “I told you there was nothing to worry about,” he said matter of factly as he played with your hair.
“I’m still worried,” you quietly said, “I think your sister is gonna blackmail me.” He laughed. Even though he knew Hannah wasn’t, he could see how you came to that assumption. He was happy that they liked you and you were at least a little bit calmer.
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Fashion was one of your big passions. So when you got the offer to be a brand ambassador for Fendi, you were over the moon. You stood in your and Chan’s hotel room, checking your appearance one more time. Your black silk dress fits you like a glove. You kept everything else with your look simple not wanting to overshadow the dress itself. You didn’t even notice Chan was staring.
“Did I ever tell you that you look beautiful,” he said leaning against the frame of the door.
“Only about every five minutes,” you replied, grabbing your leather clutch off the table before approaching him, placing a quick kiss on his cheek, “let’s go lover boy. We have an event to get to.”
To say you were nervous was an understatement. You were petrified. Not only was this your first event as the new brand ambassador, but you were afraid of history repeating itself and accidentally embarrassing yourself like you did in Milan. Chan kept assuring you that everything was gonna go smoothly and he had no plans of accidentally proposing to you. But now, you were left alone as he was performing. These were the times you hated. Chan was the extrovert in your relationship. He’d do most of the talking and try to get you to break out of your shell more. If he was angry, you’d calm him down. If you were upset but too afraid to say anything, he’d do whatever it takes to make you feel better. But now, you had to stop being shy and awkward. Suddenly, the head designer of Fendi approached you.
“Chan did a very good job at the song,” she praised handing you a glass of water.
“He’s extremely talented,” you admitted taking a big swig, “I’m in awe every time.”
“Would you like to do a project too? Maybe a capsule collection? Chan can never stop talking about your eye for fashion.”
Thank goodness you didn’t have any water in your mouth because you would have spat it out right on her. A capsule collection? Your very own fashion collection? This was a dream come true.
“Really? Like a full collection? Oh my god, thank you so much,” you cheerfully asked, trying to refrain yourself from hugging the designer. She answered that she was looking forward to working with you and she would send out some supplies to you soon.
You sat on the couch of the studio, fabric swatches spread out everywhere on the floor as Chan worked on music. You were looking over everything you had from solids to patterns to buttons. The colors ranged from blacks to pinks. Laces and leathers. You pushed your glasses up from the bridge of your nose. You had so many ideas, but you weren’t sure if they’d look right. “Chan,” you yelled loud enough so he could hear you through his headphones, “can you come over here?”
He took his headphones off and headed over towards you. When he was close enough, you got up and help up swatches to him.
“Too much print,” you sighed, setting the floral print you worked so hard to design on the table picking up a plain black swatch.
Chan chuckled, “what’re you doing?”
“I need to see what it looks like on a real person instead of a manikin. I need this to look right. A mix of hard and soft. Feminine and masculine.”
“Peaches and Chan?”
“Peaches and Chan.”
He smiled down at you as you sat down in front of your mess again, watching you do your thing. Fashion and concepts were always your thing so seeing you in the zone was cute. “Maybe we need a lace,” you commented, moving the black lace swatch next to a few swatches you had paired together earlier. Chan had no idea what was going on in your head for once, but whatever it was, it would be unapologetically you.
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So I've been seeing a lot of people posting their fic recommendations and I thought I will too.
@maxinehufflepuffprincess: Bang Chan x Ninth Member Female Reader: Mama Bear- She has little fics that encompass her ninth member Honey and her relationship with all the boys. She inspired me to create my two ninth member fics. Every time I see a new fic come out, I'm always happy. There is not one bad one in the whole collection. She is also coming out with series for the other members too.
@justauthoring: My Faithful Guard (Bang Chan x Female Reader)- A royal guard x princess fic. It gives Yona of the Dawn vibes in the best way possible. I can't begin to tell you how many times I read it. It's that good. Not going to lie, I wish this was a series
@imnotsupposedtobedoingthis: Arrows and Crowns (Bang Chan x Female Reader) - as you can tell, I'm a lover of a good royal guard Bang Chan x Princess Reader. I requested this one and it was everything I could ever want and more. Also, wish this was a series.
@imnotsupposedtobedoingthis: I'm sorry, I love you (Han Jisung x Female Reader) - It's a good angsty fic with a happy ending. A fic I requested as well. It's the perfect fic when you don't know what you want but you know you want something that's not a super crazy AU like pirates or werewolves. It's just best friends who become lovers after a few roadblocks.
@straykidsramblings: Jamais Vu (Han Jisung x Female Reader) - This is one of the first Han Jisung fics I ever read and it's still one of my favorites. If you love a college AU or a best friends to lovers fic, you'll love this!
@love-bitesx: Star Player (Bang Chan x Female Reader)- I have so much to say about this one. I had a post a while ago about fics I was looking for and one of them was a Jock Bang Chan x nerdy reader fake dating AU. @love-bitesx decided to start writing it and I was so happy about it. It's everything I wanted and more. I get so excited when I see the notification that another part is out.
@sparklingskz: Shoot Your Shot (Hyunjin x Reader) - Super cute. You don't usually see jock Hyunjin fics (or at least I don't) and this was very good. It's the perfect fic to read when you want something cute and anime-like.
There is another but sadly, I don't have the link or the name. It was a Bang Chan x Fem Reader fic. He was an ex-hockey player and he was reader's fake boyfriend for her toxic sister's wedding to reader's ex-boyfriend. It was so good, but idk why but I can't find it. Ugh!! If anyone knows it (and can send me the link), please do.
Fan calls were usually fun. You did get your fair share of haters, but for the most part, they were all super nice. You got on the phone with one Stay who was all dressed up for Halloween. She was dressed up as the Queen of Hearts, “hi. How’re you?”
“I’m great,” you answer, you said fixing your hair, “can I first say you look amazing. I feel like I need a good costume this year.”
“Thank you. I made it myself!”
“Seriously?!?! That’s amazing.”
“Thanks. So, random question. Werewolf Chan or Vampire Chan? Which is better?”
At this point everyone knew you and Chan were a couple, even if you never confirmed anything. So getting a question like this was nothing. “Werewolf. Vampire Chan was great, don’t get me wrong. But werewolf Chan is just something else. Call me weird, but I read way too much werewolf fanfiction. Don’t tell him. He’ll think I’m crazy.”
What you didn’t know was Chan was outside and heard every word. And he had an idea. Something a little fun for Halloween.
Chan had spent the whole evening getting ready for your surprise. He was able to find his Wolfgang look easily and he got so many ears and wolf accessories from fans that he could dress everyone in Stray Kids and their stylist up as wolves. It took him a while to do all the makeup though. He watched at least twelve tutorials before getting it right. He took a deep breath. I think I need to do a few more chest exercises, he thought, grabbing some dumbbells he kept in his room.
He heard the door open and got into position, lounging on the bed. The door to his room opened. “I’ve been waiting for you, my dear,” he growled, trying to sound cooler. His eyes widened when he saw that it was Jeongin, who now looked completely traumatized, mouth hanging wide open.
You had gone out with Momo and Sana to a girls only Halloween party at one of the local clubs. You each had a fun night full of girl talk, dancing and laughs. You went dressed as Peach Fuzz. A short light brown furry vest, brown bralette, furry skirt to match your vest as well as furry boots, fingerless gloves and of course the tail and ears. Chan had told you that you looked amazing before you left and said that he’d be waiting for you, but when you got back, someone else greeted you at the door.
“Noona! I think something’s wrong with Chan Hyung,” Jeongin panicked, dragging you into the dorm.
“What happened,” you asked as the two of you reached his bedroom door.
“Take a look!”
You opened the door as fast as you could. If Chan was hurt, you needed to make sure to take care of him. But once you opened the door, the sight you saw was definitely not what you expected. “Welcom home my dear mate…” He was lounging on the bed, full Wolfgang look on, but now complete with ears. You didn’t know how to react. So, you slowly closed the door, leaving you and Jeongin outside his room.
“He’s crazy! Now go in and fix him,” he whispered, motioning to the door.
“How,” you replied, in the same tone as the maknae. You couldn’t figure out what was wrong with Chan. He never did stuff like this. Romantic and cute gestures, yes. But not weird seduction while dressed as a werewolf.
“I don’t know, Mother Wolf. He’s your Alpha.”
“Technically, he’d be yours too because you're in his pack,” you stopped before you continued, “What am I doing? Give me a second. Carry on and pretend you never saw this.” You entered the room, Chan now sitting up, approaching you. You motion to him to sit down.
“Down boy. Can you explain because we have a very, very traumatized maknae in the hall?”
“You can’t tell an alpha,” he started before you shot him that look. The look that says to stop it. He took a deep breath, “I overheard you talking to a fan about how you liked werewolf Chan stuff, so I wanted to surprise you. Give you the real life thing.”
“Yes, I read werewolf Chan fan fiction. Yes, I think your Wolfgang look is incredibly hot. But I love you as you. I appreciate you trying to…I don’t know what you were trying to do really, but it’s sweet that you wanted to surprise me. Even if I don’t know what made you think I wanted to reenact werewolf fics. And I read the fluff and angst not what your dirty mind was thinking!”
“I get it. I’m sorry and I'll change.”
“Oh no you aren’t. Just get a live ready to go. I’m grabbing WolfChan and Peach Fuzz.”
He happily complied, but was confused as to why your SKZOOs were important to this or why you wanted to do a live. He set up the camera and you handed him WolfChan, “now hold this in front of your face, on the count of five, put him down and reveal yourself in your full werewolf glory. We’ll talk about Halloween things and have a nice time celebrating Halloween with Stay. Then we can talk about what you had planned for tonight, Alpha. Let’s check on Innie first though..”
He nodded and you two headed out of the room to make sure that your roommate was doing better. I mean, it is the Pack Alpha and the pack mother’s job to make sure their pack members are okay, right?
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