Well hi there to everyone new! HUGE thanks for all the love on Worth It, I didn't expect such a response!
A little bit about me: I'm Margot (aka Margie aka Margarine) and I'm 23 and living in the UK, so yes, English is my first language and you can feel free to judge me if I make any grammar mistakes. I'm living my best ArmyStay life, and I will write more about other people soon, but at the moment I've got Chan on the brain, so we're focusing on him !!
genre: slightly suggestive fluff !!
bangchan x female reader
warnings: none? I think?
“Oi, Felix.” You playfully punch his arm as you stroll into Chan’s hotel room, where Felix is still hiding. “You know you can’t swear like that dude.” Despite his live being over, Chan is still sitting in front of his laptop, cackling with laughter at your playfighting with Felix, who’s started punching you back.
“I’m from Australiaaa y/n, it’s just how I speak.” He drags out the words, landing gentle hits across your arms.
“So am I! Not an excuse Feels!” You’re both giggling, struggling to speak through your laughing. Adjusting his robe, Chan leaves his seat, wrapping his arms around you from behind and pulling you backwards, away from Felix’s reach.
“We’re all Australian here.” He scolds. “And y/n, you swear more than even Felix, don’t be a hypocrite.” He squeezes you tighter, moving side to side so you’re both swaying. When Chan starts placing gentle kisses on the top of your head, Felix grimaces, disgusted.
“You guys are gross. Get a room.” You manage to release one arm from Chan’s grip, pointing almost aggressively.
“This is our room! Get out, man!” Slowly, you raise your middle finger, mouthing the same word that Felix had called Chan only moments before. Felix scoffs, and points back at you, pouting.
“Chris, she just called me a bad word!” You pout back, turning your neck to look at Chan.
“No, I didn’t! Babe, you can’t really believe him over me?” Chan rolls his eyes, exasperated.
“You’re such a brat y/n! Chris, believe me!” Felix is back to poking your arms, as Chan continues to sway you back and forth, making you feel almost seasick.
“Honestly, I just tune both of you out. Felix, you’d better leave, we have a show tomorrow.” He releases you, instead trying to guide Felix out of the door. Felix walks away, only turning his head to send daggers towards you. It was all playful, you and Felix liked to imagine that Chris found your bickering endearing. Chris was less sure. You blew Felix a kiss, winking as he left.
“I know I’m only leaving so you two can shag, I get it, you just don’t want me to watch.” Felix mumbled, obviously loud enough that you could hear.
“Hey!” He sticks his tongue out at you and pulls the door shut before you can properly protest. Within minutes, Chan is back next to you, pulling you tight into a hug.
“You.” He intersperses his words with kisses to your cheeks and forehead. “Are. So. Annoying.”
“And that’s why you love me.” You reply in a sing-song voice. He only hums in response.
“Keep telling yourself that, babe.” You smack his side and he takes a step back, placing a smack to your ass in retaliation. “Did you still want to shower before bed?” You frown.
“Only if you come with me.” He’s rolling his eyes again. Sharing showers usually meant a long time in the bathroom, with very little actual washing going on. “Come on, babe, we can’t prove Felix wrong.” As you pull him into the hotel bathroom, he’s still rolling his eyes, dragging his feet.
