NDA ~ bangchan one shot
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pairing: Chan x fem! reader
word count : 3002
genre: fan!reader, idol!chan, SMUT, backstage
rating: 18+ MDNI!!!!
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warnings: smut, cussing, use of “y/n” SMUT (i’m new to this pls lmk if i missed some)
A/N: hi hi, this is my first fic i’d love feedback so i can improve haha thank you for reading! VERY HALFASSED PROOFREAD LOL LIKE WROTE IN MY NOTES APP AND PASTED INTO HERE LMAO
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it was surreal. you had just made it to barricade. your heart was racing, hands shaking. it was your first kpop concert and it was stray kids. you had saved money for months anticipating the tour announcement and some how won the ticket war and got pit and VIP soundcheck. life didn’t feel real. you had waited outside for hours to secure your wristband and now you were here. you had come alone since all your friends weren’t into kpop. your hand was on the barricade bar and you couldn’t believe how close you were, your mind raced with the possibility of interactions by your ult group. after a couple deep breaths you smoothed out your skirt and felt better.
soundcheck was more fun then you imagined. the guys came out in outfits that matched their ambassadorships, and sunglasses. you couldn’t believe they were real. they were just having fun and joking around and you even got a heart from felix. you noticed as chan walked around you made eyecontact a couple of times that made your heart drop to your ass each time. you smiled big though and waved as he would wave back.
soundcheck ended and now you wait. you had asked Stays around you to take your picture- of course they did, Stays were so sweet. you had worked hard on your outfit ordering the clothes months in advance. you had on fishnets and a black pleated mini skirt with wolfchan on your belt loop, a leather tube top with a dark red crocheted cropped longsleeve. you did fun sparkly makeup and leather combat boots to top it off. and of course your lightstick you bedazzled and decorated with bows. the Stays around you hyped up your outfit and you even got freebies and gave out yours. you felt so happy and grateful.
after a while the concert finally started. you sang your heart out and screamed and cheered. you took pictures and videos and cried at cinema of course. the interactions with them felt so surreal. you got a selfie with changbin and held hans hand as he ran by. Chan tho.. he was different.. he kept spraying you with water everytime he walked by and he would point at you and eventually he ran down the stage and walked down the barricade. when he came down he made eye contact with you and took in your outfit his eyes moving down as he went by. you took your chance like any girl would do.
“i’ll sign one” you say softly right as we walked by his hand slipping from yours. you notice he looked back at you with a look in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. you didn’t think anything about it as so many fans said that because why wouldn’t they. you didnt think he’d actually listen to you.
the concert finished up and you felt so buzzed with happiness. chan left last and you notice him walking with one of the staff as he disappeared behind the stage. most of the people around you left so you figure it’s probably time to go. you grab your clear bag and clip your lightstick on it when you feel a tap on your shoulder. you turn around smiling thinking it’s a stay. it’s one of the staff members. your heart skips thinking you did something wrong or someone complained about you.
“hello ma’am, you’ve been requested to go backstage.” he says not really making eye contact with you. he had an ear piece in and a DominATE merch shirt on. your heart skips and you nod slightly not saying anything. “meet me on the left side of the gate when you leave the pit.” he says as he gives you a nod and turns walking away. your heart was racing as you made my way out and cautiously turn and walk to the left gate. another staff comes up to you with his hand up before you see his ear piece glow red and he nods as he points you where to go. you give him a weak smile as you walk past him and to the staff that had tapped you in the first place.
you walk behind him. he leads you down a long hallway and scans his badge entering another hallway. there was staff with clipboards and you notice some of the backup dancers. you try not to make eye contact with anyone. he comes to a stop in front of a door. you glance at him as he knocks softly. the door opens and your ears go red and your heart skips.
chan.
they mumble things to eachother and he thanks him as chan moves to the side inviting you in. you walk in looking around. the lights were dimmed, soft music playing, there were a couple couches and a kitchen area. you fidget with your rings as you turned, hearing the door shut softly. you’re in a room alone.. with chan.. backstage.
“hi. nice to meet you.” he says his accent thick, as his eyes trail down from your eyes to your lips and the rest of your body. your cheeks flush slightly as you smile and look down.
“hi” you say with a slight shake to your voice. you wanted to sound chill but you needed to relax a bit. you introduce yourself.
“pretty name.. i’m chan.. or chris.” he says back. you already knew that of course. “would you like something to drink?” he says walking to the mini fridge.
“what is there?” you ask following him. he opens the fridge and you see wine coolers and vodka spritzers, and of course water and soda. “uh one of those spritzers if you don’t mind” you say. liquid courage was needed. he smiles slightly and nods as he grabs one and walks over to you and opens it as he places it in your hand his fingers brushing yours. you could smell his cologne. he had changed into a black shirt and grey sweatpants. his hair was still styled as it was for the concert. “thank you” you say softly. you sip it and take a couple of big gulps as he cracks open one himself. he nods his head towards him as he sits on one of the couches. you walk over and set your bag down on the coffee table before sitting down facing towards him but not too close. he’s leaned back. he looked so good.. even better then what you thought.
“so.. why did you request me back here” you ask pretty much knowing the answer. he smiles slightly poking his tongue to his cheek. he sits up.
“i think you know why y/n” he says cocking his head slightly. your heart flutters as he says your name. “you’re attractive.. im attracted to you…anddd from what you said i figured we were on the same page.” he says his eyes trained on you.
“you heard me?” you say as you sip your drink again. the slight buzz already traveling through your body. your knee bounced slightly from nervousness. you couldn’t believe what was happening or what you hoped was about to happen.
“i did.” he says smirking slightly. he glanced at your knee and scoots closer as his hand reaches out sliding over the part of your thigh right above your knee. “you don’t have to be nervous.” he says softly as he looks at you. your knee stops almost immediately as you look at him. his smell was intoxicating. it was cologne with a mix of something else.
“that’s kinda hard” you say quietly. he grabs your drink and sets it on the coffee table next to your bag. he sets his next to it. he sits back up as he looks at you. you couldn’t even think properly. he was fucking perfect. he took you in noticing the little details of your outfit. his eyes fix on the wolfchan clipped to your belt loop. he smiles as he reaches up running his fingers over it.
“cute” he mumbles as he looks back up at you. “why are you nervous?” he asks softly. you scoff slightly.
“i mean who wouldn’t be… you could’ve done this with any other fan.. and you chose me and now im in a room with you.” you say smiling softly. he watches you studying your face with a small smile on his lips.
“i did chose you.” he says as something in his eyes change. a more serious look. “for a reason.” he says as he glances at your lips.
he leans in slowly giving you a chance to opt out but of course you don’t. his lips press against yours and your eyes flutter shut as you kiss him back. the second you do he takes that as a sign to deepen the kiss. his lips were unreal. he tilts his head slightly deepening the kiss. his hands find your waist and he drags you over on top of him as your knees straddle his hips, your breath hitches as you moan softly into his mouth. you feel him smirk before his hands slide up your thighs and up to your waist gripping softly pulling you closer.. kissing you harder. your hands were on his shoulders as they slid up and intertwined in his hair, he parts your lips with his tongue pushing past and you groan softly into the kiss. you need friction as your hips move slightly against him.
you feel his fingers dig into your sides before one hand bunches your skirt up around your hips as he pulls back breathing heavier then before. his lips were plump from kissing you and slightly a pinker shade from your lipstick. you look at him your eyes glistening with lust as his do right back. he looks down sliding your panties to the side his hand sliding up your thigh and in between your legs. your eyebrows knit as you breath shakily once his fingers come in contact with you. you gasp softly your nails digging into his shoulder. he smirks as he uses his freehand sliding from the side of your face back to pull you back in. he kisses you slowly as his fingers rub the length of you swirling around your clit. you were a moaning mess as your hips moved against his hand. you pulled back and looked down as you undid the sweatpants string and moved his pants down just enough to free his cock. you bit your lip softly as your hand wrapped around it and for the first time you heard him let out a breathy moan. yours eyes flicked up to his, smiling slyly. his fingers slipped inside you and you gasp.
“fuck chris” you moan as your head falls back. his eyes darkened with what you called him. most of the girls he brought back here didn’t call him that. it just made his fingers work harder as you were moving your hand up and down. he groaned his head falling back.
“fuck” he mumbled his accent thicker then before. that just made you moan alone. he reached into his sweatpants pocket as he pulled you back kissing you again. you heard a crinkle and knew what it was immediately. you kissed him harder in response. he curled his fingers and you moaned louder as your nails dig deeper, for sure leaving dents into his skin. his hand moves down to yours and moved it to the side as he slide the condom on. he pulled back and looked up at you. he looked at you with need and it made you fold so hard.
his fingers leave you and he looks at you as his hand came up and you blushed softly as your mouth opened and he slide his fingers against your tongue as your lips wrapped around them. he bit his lip as he watched you clean up your mess from his fingers.
“fuck y/n” he mumbles as he slides his fingers away and he looks down at his cock as you move up slightly. your heart races as he looks up at you as he lines himself up. he gives you a nod and you lower yourself slowly. your mouth drops open as your eyebrows knit together.
“shit” you say weakly as you chew the inside of your lip. he was thick. it hurt for a moment as you sat all the way down. he let out a soft groan. he grabs your hips tightly. he guides you up again then back down letting you adjust to him. you moan softly as pain quickly turns to pleasure and you lean closer to him and start moving your hips yourself. wanting more. he grins as his head leans back and you kiss his jawline as you ride him. you were riding the christopher bahng. the reality of the situation was creeping up on you but you shoved it down wanting to be in the moment. both of you were sweating now. you felt the knot getting tighter in your lower stomach as his hands slide from your hips to your waist over and over. your thighs were aching and your baby flyaway hairs stuck to your forehead. everything felt so good though you didn’t want to stop.
“chris..” you breathily moan into his ear. he groans at his name on your lips and before you can think he grabs you and lays you back on the couch. you whimper at the loss of the feeling of him. he moves over you and grabs your wrists pinning them on either side on your head. you breath quickly as he kisses up your neck to your lips. his cock teases your entrance before he slides in. you gasp as he doesn’t give you any room to adjust as he just starts pounding into you. you can’t help but moan loudly. “fuck” you grit as you know you couldn’t be too loud. his chain he had on swings in your face and you clench around him as you breath heavily and loud. he grunted and muttered cuss words into your ear. his fingers intertwined with yours and he fucked you.
“your so fucking pretty y/n” he says into your ear. your eyes flutter shut as you moan. you feel his lips on yours. you get tighter against him as you were closer.
“chris.. i- im-“ you try to get out. he just goes faster.
“come for me y/n” he says “look at me” i says as he kisses your jaw as your eyes flutter open and you gasp as your back arches and your nails dig into his hands as he lets go of one hand to cover your mouth as you finish. he eases up slightly his thrusts getting sloppier as he hides his face into your shoulder as he groans breathing heavily. you both are silent.. breathing heavy. you felt his sweat on his forehead on your shoulder. your lipstick was non existent. your mascara was threatening to run as it was already smudged slightly. your lips slightly swollen and cheeks flushed. your thighs ached.
he took a deep breath and pulled away as he stood up and walked to the trash throwing the condom away as he adjusted his pants. he walked back over to you and helped you sit up as he grabbed your chin kissing you softly. he pulls back and glanced down at your appearance and adjusted your clothes for you smirking at the wolfchan.
“think he liked the show” he said his voice slightly tired. you laugh softly and smack his hand jokingly.
“that’s fucked” you say shaking my head. he laughs slightly as well as he stands again. you flatten out your skirt. he comes back with a waterbottle and a stack of papers. you look at the papers and swallow. he doesn’t really look at you. you grab the papers and kneel by the coffee table as he sets the waterbottle and pen next to you. you read over the papers and it basically says if you ever speak of this you will be in deep shit. you sign your name and slide the papers to him. you open the water, sipping as he signs his name under yours. you stand up and tuck your hair behind your ears. he grabs your bag.
“i should leave then huh” you say grabbing your bag. he nods pressing his lips together. you stand there for a moment. he turns and walks to the sink dampening a washcloth as he comes back, placing it in your hand.
“there’s a bathroom right outside to the right.. you can clean yourself up and everything” he says softly. you look down at the washcloth and nod. his hand slides thumb on your cheek and fingers under your ear as he leans down and presses your lips to yours softly. your heart skips. he kisses you so casually. it felt different almost intimate.. he pulls back and moves a stray hair out of your face and smiles softly. “i’ll let the staff know to be outside the bathroom in 10 minutes.. they’ll help you out.” he says.
you nod “thanks” you say softly. he smiles in return as he walks to the door and unlocks it as you stand behind him. he pauses and looks back.
“i don’t do that for anyone by the way.. you’re.. you’re something else y/n” he says quietly. your eyes flick up to his and you blush softly but look down. you don’t respond and try not to acknowledge it.. not letting yourself believe you’re different from any other girl that’s come in a room like this with him. he opens the door and glances down the hall. you walk past him and head to the bathroom. you turn back and meet his eyes. they both read the same. a goodbye. or maybe a see you later.
