The Feminine Urge To Be Wanted Fully And Completely And Not Just Sexually

the feminine urge to be wanted fully and completely and not just sexually

AM I IN LOVE?

Pairing: FemProducer!yn X Bangchan

Genre: Romantic, 18+, Friendship to lovers.

Warning: Cringe, mention of JYP (for the JYP antis), too much delulu.

You have work with JYP for quiet a long time after your intership finish. Thanks to your academic, JYP was so interested working with you who is know as "The Ace of the Faculty". You always did well in producing muaic and designing sounds. In conclusion, you literally work with sounds and music.

You were assigned to be the sound engineer for 3RACHA. On another hand, Stray Kids themselves always call you "uri PD dongsaeng" which they said "our little PD". Yes, you're younger than them and 1 year apart with I.N. overall, your relationship with them is so close that at one point if you hang out 1 to 1 with the members, they thought you're in relationship with them especially Bang Chan. Both of you are always together and being busy together here and there in the company. Literally everyone knows both of you are like inseparable. JYP heard rumours but he didn't bother about it because he knows the relationship between the two of you.

Bangchan, the leader of the group and is the social butterfly. He's the extrovert version of you while you're the ambivert version of him with sprinkles of trust issues. He knows you so well that he have to convince you to work with other groups especially if it's the group you barely know, toxic part of your personality as a producer. He realised you've been working with a lot of new groups instead of experienced groups, that's the best thing.

[y/n pov]

"oh another contract? ... Hm..." You read the contract to work with other company for 3 months.

"Do you want that, y/n?" JYP asked, "I've heard rumours about their trainees. Too much ruckus.. but ..." You state, still reading the contract carefully. "Maybe i could do this, since it's producing album for them, discipline can come right after i step in the studio with them. I'll take it" you said to JYP. "Okay, so next month I'm sending you there. Don't forget your home is still here, I don't want to lose an ace," he laughs.

[Bang chan pov]

I was waiting for y/n at the studio. Y/n never arrive late than what we planned. I tried calling her phone but it's a missed call everytime i call her. Maybe she's busy and she silent her phone. I get up to JYP's office to talk some stuff.

As i swing the office door open "Ah! Hi Channie! Ops, i saw your calls but you hanged up early. I'm sorry, i was lost in these!" Y/n with some papers, i think those are contracts again. Happens everytime we finished our comeback promotions. "Oh Bang Chan. What's up? You need something?" JYP ask, "Hello PD nim, hello y/n.. i actually forgot what i was gonna discuss with you PD nim.. after i saw her.." I point at y/n in disbelief. Dare to ditch me for this old man when i was the one who needs y/n first. Well, I can't help it. Y/n is full of respect and kindness toward the elders, not to me because i said to treat me as a friend. I never knew she will do crazy things, but it turn out well that's the good thing. Both of them laugh at me when i point at y/n in disbelief, so i went sitting beside y/n after JYP asked me to sit. "Don't mind me, i'll do my stuffs here. Both of you can exit whenever you want." JYP said. "OK!" Y/n happily answer him, oh my gosh she's so cute! Uhm.. get yourself together Bang Chan.

"Channie" y/n suddenly whisper, "yeah?" I whisper back. "Why your ears are red?" She giggle after she whispered. Ah! No! "Ah.. hehe.. nothing, just thoughts" i said. "can we go to the studio now? I have something to tell you"

[y/n pov]

Bang chan is burning red! So cute! I wonder why and what makes him blushed like that. "Yeah sure!" I said to him. "PD nim, we're going to the studio. Thank you for the contract!" I said. "Yeah! Careful on your way there, Chan ah.. make sure you both eat while working!" JYP advised as we were heading out. We both bowed and exit.

I hugged Chan's arm, while going to the studio. The office floor is quite empty since today is weekend, not everyone went to work. Channie is a bit quiet too today. "Channie, Mr. bang, Chris, Bang Chan.." i teasingly call his names. He giggles, omg my heart forgot to pump for a while. "Yes, dear?" Omg, dear?! So cute, i could scream. "You're a bit quiet today, aren't you?" I asked. We're in the elevator to go down. "hm, i think so. It felt warn when you're with me," he dimpled smile at me, looking down his arm where i hug him. I admit I'm quite clingy and comfortable around this social butterfly, the feeling was quite different when it comes to Channie. I nodded after he responded to my question.

[Bang Chan pov]

My heart throbs so fast that i was concentrate to not simp over this little kid here. It's not I'm nervous but somehow my heart was excited when ahe hug my arm. We head into the studio and like always, y/n would throw herself on the sofa first. "Huahhh! Been hectic morning!" I see the wall watch, it's just 12 noon. I can see she's been up the whole night and have to go to office early in the morning today. "Y/n, did you slept.. no.. how many nights you didn't slept?" I ask seriously, i noticed her eyes are quite drowsy. "Huh?.. uh..." She hesitated. I knew it. "Y/n, be honest.. you promised to sleep well" i asked. "Fine.. 3 nights.. i was remastering TWICE's album. I mean, i finished it. I was-"

" Y/n.. now, caffeine. How many coffee you drank past 3 nights" i cut her explaination. She had period circulation problems since she was a teenager, due to overweight. Now it's due to stress and caffeine consume. "I'm sure it's about 2 cups every night,"

"that's would be 4 cups every day.. y/n take care of you health.. your literally driving me crazy,"

[y/n pov]

It's been always like this, get nagged by him. "channie.. yeah I'm sorry but I can't help it. It's my habit eversince when i started my study," i mumble in guiltiness. Yet, this man sigh and keep nagging while opening his recording files. So i get up and kissing his cheek. I had sudden urge to shut him up. "Stop nagging, channie" i said to him. He look shocked and his face was blushing red and his ears.. burning red! I smiled innocently at him.

"Y/n, stop attacking me like that.. I'm not strong enough to handle those." He warned me.

I laughed at his reaction. "Why.. do you like me?"

"no! Uhh.. no.. " he immediately deny it. Well, i see he's panicking now. He probably is..

[Bang Chan pov]

She kissed... Me.. am i in love? Wait... I'm blushing! No! It's too obvious! I denied it.. and it's too obvious! Ahhh! Nooo!~

To be continued...

A/N: I don't know how many episodes i'll do but i'll try my best to create it in details. hope you like it!

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[13:32]

-short untittled fict-

Pairing: nonidol!Chan x nonidol!freader

Genre: Smut [18+] ⚠️MINORS DNI

Warning/notes: established relationships, roleplay, daddy kink, praise kink, a bit fluff during the sex, strong words. (Please tell me if you want to insert any warning)

You've been sitting on Chan's lap, leg spread apart as his hand work on your pussy and you back against his chest. You eyes are teary from cumming too much, Chan lip kisses your temple calming you down.

It all start from you using the shortest flowy skirt. Chan saw your ass poking out your skirt with that cute panty you bought pass few days. He calls for you to sit on the couch with him, watching movie together. He then pull you to his lap and that's how.

"You're doing great job, my princess. Cum for daddy again, please?" He mumble against your temple, kissing it softly.

His hand works so rough on your clit, fingering you, making you feel dizzy and pleasured. You moan and whimper as you cry while Chan keep praising you.

"Chan, please.." you beg him.

He slaps your pussy, making you jolt on his lap, "Who?" Continue to tease on your clit but this time slowly and less friction.

"D-daddy," you whimper, "please daddy,"

He chuckles darkly, kissing your forehead, adding more friction, circles your pussy fast, "Good girl, one more time for daddy okay,"

You cum around his digits again, you pant heavily that you bare can move. Your pussy is too sore.

"Good job, my good baby," he praises you as he licks off your cum from his digits.

Chan lay you down carefully on the bed, thinking you both finish.

Not until he strips his clothes and hovers you and strips your clothes that hangs around your body.

He leans down and whisper at your ear, caressing your thigh "Get ready, my love," he smirks.

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- © HWONSSTUFF ™

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A/N: Hi lovelies, here's a short one for you guys. I hope you enjoy this. Keep in mind this is not how i perceive and is a fiction ONLY. You may interact with me anyhow you want, any requests are allowed. ✨❤️

(9:18 am)

Pairing: celebrity!Minho x celebrity!freader

Genre: fluff, angst.

Warning: flirty minho, 4D imagination, jealousy.

The way Minho dance on stage never fails to make you feel proud of him and be happy for him. He enjoy his stage everytime he's on it. He's always your favourite dancer, favourite... Human...

You're his junior, younger than him, opposite personality and always called as "the ace leader of the group" by anyone who knows you well.

Back 8 months before, minho and you confessed to each other privately. No one knows both of you are in relationship. No one knows both of you are in love. Minho and you decide to keep your relationship private and silent, yet every night either minho will come back to your home or you come back to his home. Not even your members and his members know about it, none. Completely private, for "safety reasons". Rumours did come around but everyone knows that both of you are quite close, so the fans can't even assume anything else than "they're just close! Nothing happen between them"

Well, just one thing. You're completely opposite than the way he show you the way he love you. He's just cold as ice, limited touch and all of the affection you could list. You on the another hand, affectionate and happy with whatever it is. Even sometimes you thought if this relationship will last. You like giving your attention, your everything to minho. You love him the he is. But you realised, you want something the same from him.

You didn't dare to talk about it or bring the topic up if you're together. Minho, he's loving but he seems like he still need time to adapt to your affection, even if it's been 8 months together. He never hugs you first, never kissed you at first, never did anything besides take your hand and start caressing your hand. It's only way of him to show he loves you physically.

"I love you"

Minho said out of nowhere. Well, it's not the first time but never fails to make your heart fluttered crazily.

You smiles looking at him, his hand holding yours, caressing your knuckles with his thumb. His big hand covers almost most of your hand, warm and soft.

You can't help yourself to peck a kiss on kiss cheeks "I love you too, honey" you smiled warmly .

Minho always find it's cute when you always show your affection, maybe sometimes he felt guilty for not knowing how to show more affection. He teases you a lot and he still can't get enough your cuteness.

He look at you smiling lovingly, look at you like there's nothing around you can separate both of you. "Cute," he turned around as he mumbled that.

Your dating life with Minho is okay. He's always busy and you're always busy too. Promotions, comebacks, songs, choreography, modelling, ambassador-ing and a lot of things to work on. Sometimes you don't meet each other, can't even contact each other especially the "no-life" season.

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This comeback, both of your group had the same comeback date and same comeback promotion schedule. That means you get to see him time by time, maybe just passing by him too. At least, you still get to see him.

Last stage of the promotion week, you didn't expect anything else but just awards. Your group won last time and you hope you guys win it again for the last time for this comeback.

"Eonni, let's get some drink outside. I want something sweet and let's not get to serious about the last stage. Can we can we can we?" Your group's younger line invite you. You can't say no, they're your favourite little ones. "Psh, let's go then," so you informed your manager a bit.

"Hey, I'm going to the washroom for a while. I'll meet you guys at the room okay, don't wander around too much. Our turn will be around the corner," you said to the younger lines and they synchronisely answer you.

You turn around with an empty can then you saw Minho. You're smiling widely but it fades right away when you saw a girl artist and him hugs each other. "Wait- he never-" you look down, you almost panic but you try not to panic. Come to realisation, no one knows about your relationship. "Shi-" Minho saw you, he wasn't smiling. His eyes tells you that it's not what you think. He looks at you all the way you pass by him with your head down. He's worried that he did something that made you assume something else and he knows you well.

You'll run away from him if you're trully hurt. Your member warns him about this.

That's why he never dare to hurt you. he don't want you to run away from him, his life or even his embrace.

"Hey, you're okay?" The girl artist asked him, she did saw you. "Are you and Y/n okay? Something happen?"

"oh no no, We're doing fine. Maybe she's in rush," he brushed it off.

"well okay then, don't fight a lot. You're friendship is just something cool i see" she joked, Minho laugh along just to avoid awkwardness.

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It's been 3 days, you're not home and no phone calls picked. Of course, after every comeback your company allows your group to rest for a week. The members probably on vacation, you.. were running away from Minho.

"Come on y/n, pick up my calls please," he almost cry as he keep calling you.

"Minho hyung?" Jisung, his member.

"Ah, you arrived?" They lived separately, 4 members each house which means they're 8 members including him. (skz really move out and leave mr. Blue curtain behind. No teasing about it any more ㅠ3ㅠ)

"hyung, are you o- wait-" Jisung look at his face worriedly, "hyung- you crying??" He asked.

"What? No- no I'm not. What?" He laugh awkwardly as wipe of his tears.

"hyung ahh, did something happen?" Jisung keep asking, worrying about Minho. Minho never cry unless it's about something he really care.

He just keep quiet. Tears pricking down his cheeks.

"Y/n,"

"huh? Why, what's wrong?" Jisung asked

"Y/n, my everything.. she ran-"

"Wait- WHAT? M-MY WHAT?" Jisung asked dramatically

"Jisung, can you please.. stop being like Hyunjin for awhile. Help me" he glare at jisung while his tears prick down.

"mm.. i'm sorry, but really.. you guys are in relationship or what?"

"yes we are.. but during our last stage is their last stage too. I talked to (any girl artist), she was hugging me. You know I can't reject the hug, it's to avoid me and y/n's relationship being in public and you know STAYs are suspecting something between me and y/n... I- I can't contact her.. I can't even ask anyone since our relationship is private, no one knows.. Jisung-" he explained..

Jisung rub his back, keep calming him down

" you know anywhere y/n would be? Like a place where she would just sit down. I bet she does, she did told me where during our collaboration it's just i- i forgot.." he scratch his neck while trying to figure out.

"wait- han river, under the bridge" Minho said like an full aware cat.

"yeah- wait hyung!" Jisung call him as minho grab his purse and phone, rushing out the room.

"i'll meet you later, maybe tomorrow. I dont know, i want y/n now," Minho said.

Minho ran from the door house and find a taxi to go to han river.

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It's almost dark, few minutes later will completely dark..

"Y/n, come on. Please, pick up please." He try calling you while running around looking for you.

But his view now is you with his towel he left at you home, covering your leg and you watching your phone lit up as he called your phone.

"y/n..." He run to you and stop beside you, looking down at you.

"minh-" he hug you. His face nuzzle your neck. "Minho.." you didn't hug him, you're still hurt by his action. Yes you admit you're trully jealous about it because he never hugs you that way.

"Baby, please.. hear me out first... Please.. don't leave me, I can't- I can't go a day without you. Baby-" he cried. His tears wetting your

"You never hug me that way"

"Baby, i know. I'm wrong. I'm sorry.."

"You lace your hand my waist and you're hugging her properly," you start crying

"baby.." he stroke your hair, kissing your tears

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. My parents were her parent's friend. You know my parents love you too, there's nothing going on. We were planning of something" minho explain

"planning? I didn't know 'bout that. Bet you're engaging her-"

"Y/L/N! A party! I'm trying to surprise you! Put a ring on this finger!" He said as he is shocked that you assume it that way, he squeeze your hand as he tell you he wants to be engaged with you.

You were looking at him, puzzled and shocked. Minho sigh at your assumption.

"Babe, how could you assume something.. that's not realistic... For us?" Minho slightly pout and look down.

"M'sorry.." you mumble, "I'm insane.. I was too jealous, i-"

"Baby, you're jealous?" Minho asked you, his face showed he was quite surprised at this new side of you. "Oh-" he smirked.

You hit his chest and hide your face at his neck, all he does is he laugh at you. He brings your face inches away from his face and.. *tak*

"YA! LEE MIN HO!" you rub your forehead, he flicked your forehead hardly. Harder than he ever did.

"That's what you get for not picking up my calls, no hugs, no kisses, nothing at all, no trace of you after the last stage and you.. being jealous plus running away from me!" He said in one breath, probably pouting at you.

"Thank you for hugging me first and kissed me first," you ignored what he said as you sneak your arms around his waist.

He pulls your arms away from his waist. "I don't do this a lot, you're making me angry and tired. I cried a lo-" you cut him with a kiss on his lips.

Your lips and his dancing together, missing each other. He deepens the kisses and pulls you in close to his body. You break the kisses slowly, smiling at his respond to your kisses. "I know and you deserve it for not showing me this side of you" you caress his cheek with your thumb as you cup his cheek.

He leans at your touch, arms caging your waist and whimper as he pouts. He leans in to kisses you but you stop him, taking his towel and fold it. His arms soften around you as he felt betrayed after you rejected his affection and poke his cheek with his tounge as he sigh heavily.

"Let's go back, it's dark." You said as you pack your things to your bag.

"Come here, little lady" he crashes his lips to your lips, kissing you deeply and passionately. You would be lying if this side of Minho drive you crazy and weak. You giggle in his kisses as he smiled and keep kissing you hungrily. You forced to break the kisses.

"Let's go home, you're getting hornier," you tease him.

He pats your ass lightly "well, since I'm showing a lot of affection today. You're not running away from me this week, you're on short break aren't you?" He smirked.

"Minho!" You hit his arm.

"Ya! I'm older than you, show some respect," he said cockily.

"I am sorry, please forgive your little girlfriend who you hurt pass few days," you said formally and smile teasingly.

The taxi arrived, before you could get in he whispered at your ears. "I'll make it up to later, don't worry. I finally won your heart didn't i" he looks at you proudly and full of cockiness with a smirk on his face. Gosh can you even live?

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P/s: this is a raw and unedited version. Might do a part 2 of this if you want it spicy because why not. Please tell me if you the second part.

©HWONSSTUFF™

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

☆ Genre: Domestic, very suggestive, fluff

☆ Warnings: Hickeys and overly sweet fluff?

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 2.1k

“It's not that bad!”

“Not that bad? Christopher Bahng, it's literally the size of a golf ball.” 

“ … I like golf.” 

Exasperated with her husband, Y/N turned away from their bedroom mirror and faced the man with her hands on her bare hips. She leaned to the side pointedly as she stared at the blushing man on the bed. The epitome of feigned innocence rolled off of his person in the form of wide, puppy eyes, and his contagious smile lingered on his lips in a way that made Y/N's knees buckle. 

She bit her lip, unable to stop her own smile from spreading across her equally flushed face. 

“It's only been an hour,” Y/N whined, her fingers fluttering by the nape of her neck. “It's gonna look dreadful in the morning.” 

“Dreadful?” Chan's mouth dropped open dramatically as he placed his arms behind his head. “I don't know … I think it looks sexy, no?”

The man smiled further, his eyes travelling from the burst of colour to his wife's heated eyes. “You look beautiful, baby girl.” 

Y/N covered her steaming face with her hands and turned away again towards the mirror. She peered at herself through the gaps of her fingers; even with her arms acting like shields in front of her body, she was still able to see the large crimson splotch on her skin. It almost looked like a shedding rose; its outer petals kissed the base of her throat and the dip of her collarbone. Smaller petals dotted the line of her shoulders and the sides of her chest in explosions of pink, red, and purple.

It was late in the evening; not yet midnight, but late enough. Chan and Y/N had spent the day practically glued to each other's side as they indulged in what felt like a twenty-four hour, non-stop date. Y/N was unsure if there had been a moment where they hadn't been touching in some way … Chan's arms had been strong around her torso as they made breakfast together, their shoulders pressed up against each other as they ate together, their legs locking as they watched TV together … and then their bodies entwining as they landed atop their bed together in a heated flurry of movement.

Y/N slowly flitted her gaze from the markings that circled her neck like an elaborate necklace. She blinked softly as she focused on what reflected behind her. Chan was leaning back on his hands, his head cocked to the side and his eyes hooded as he watched his wife with an affectionate smile.

He looked ethereal in the dim bedroom lighting. His fair skin had taken on the deep tones of luxurious amber under the warping shadows, each curve of his muscular build like a stretch of golden silk against the bedsheets. Smudges of Y/N's lipstick lingered against the angles of his jaw and the defined map of his abdomen in scarlet kisses, and as Chan smirked at her in the mirror, his eyes glimmered with the warmth and richness of dark chocolate. They sparkled playfully, Chan's gaze slow and provocative as it trailed down Y/N's body, the man chewing on his swollen bottom lip. 

The way he looked sprawled over the messy sheets, combined with the way he was looking at her made Y/N swallow thickly, her breath hitching. 

“What?” Chan hummed under his breath. 

Y/N looked down, her cheeks ablaze. “You're … just … “

“Just what … ?”

Y/N didn't trust what would happen if she was to say what was at the forefront of her mind. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling instead. “Infuriating.” 

She was still looking down at her clasped hands as a wave of shyness washed over her; she didn't notice when Chan slipped off of their bed, his tread light when he came to stand behind her. Her eyes widened abruptly when his fingertips danced along her sides, his palms smoothing over her skin and his strong arms following until they were looped around her in an engulfing hug. 

He was completely pressed up against her as he enveloped her into him. Y/N could feel every inch of his skin melting into hers, heat kindling between them both like a fine line of prickling electricity. 

“Infuriating?” Chan's voice was husky as his lips brushed against Y/N's bruised neck. He grinned in a teasing manner as he lightly grazed his teeth against the large mark. 

Y/N's chest rose and fell rapidly as she watched what he was doing in the mirror. She lightly slapped his forearm. “Don't do that! You're gonna make it worse.” 

Chan laughed silently. His pectoral muscles were hard against Y/N's shoulder blades with the movement, and he kissed her neck, his fingers trailing up her body until they landed at the darkening hickey he had left behind earlier. 

“You can always cover it up,” Chan hummed, circling the mark with his fingernail. “Though I don't understand why you'd want to. It looks beautiful.” 

Y/N leaned back into him, legs weak. “To you, maybe. To the random people we bump into on the street? I don't think so.” 

Chuckling, Chan moved so he was standing in front of her. He replaced his arms around her waist as he lowered his head, his lips soft and warm as they met the curves of Y/N's chest. “What about here?” 

Voice wavering, Y/N looked down at him. “What do you mean, what about here?” 

“You know what I mean,” Chan said, his voice reverberating through his wife's skin. “Think you need a few more marks, hmm? You know … so the other ones don’t feel … lonely.”  

Y/N looked away. She felt as though her heart would leap out of her chest at any moment if he kept this up.  

“Do what you want,” she murmured, causing Chan to grin. She placed a finger in line with the soft hollows of her collarbones. “Just not above here.” 

Chan stood up again. His hands swept up Y/N's neck before he cupped her face. Y/N looked up at him with dilated eyes, and she was grateful for the security of his touch holding her up when he leaned down to connect his lips with hers. 

“Deal,” Chan whispered, hands travelling down to the small of her back again. “Ready for round two?” 

His question suddenly made Y/N burst into a fit of hushed giggles against her husband's mouth. “That was the cringiest thing you could have possibly said right now. Who asks that?” 

Chan grinned, his fingers digging into her hips. “Obviously someone who cares about your well-being.” 

“Really? You care about my well-being after giving me all of these?” Y/N gestured wildly to her top half. “You nearly ate me alive.” 

“Oh yeah? But from the sounds you were making, I think you enjoyed it.” 

The couple erupted into slightly giddy laughter, their burning noses bumping against one another's in the process. Chan's hands were hot as they smoothed over Y/N's back, pulling her closer to him, and overcome with a sudden rush of affection, Y/N locked her arms around the man's neck. She giggled against his lips when Chan's grip travelled to her thighs; she was swiftly lifted up into the security of his strong arms, and  the sheets were warm on her skin when Chan set her down.

Y/N smiled up at Chan with figurative hearts exploding in amongst the centre of her pupils. 

Chan lowered his head a little, as if he was going in for a kiss. But he stopped for a moment. The softest of smiles spread across his face as his gaze absorbed every one of Y/N's details. His heart leapt against the walls of his chest as he did so, and he was almost in a trance of overflowing devotion as he very delicately traced the backs of his fingers down the side of his wife's face.

“What … ?” YN breathed, her chest rising and falling against his. 

Chan's smile grew further. “Just … thinking about how much I love you.” 

Y/N's eyes widened. They had been together for almost a decade, and even though she had heard those three words leaving his mouth more and more as their time spent together increased, Y/N couldn't help but feel stunned all the same. Something about the way Chan was looking at her, and the glow to his skin and the raw honesty of his tone was making her head spin. Chan wasn't one to say things unless he completely meant it … Y/N knew that more than anyone. 

Her cheeks stung from the intensity of her blush, and she covered her face again with her hands, her legs kicking around the sheets. 

“Hey, no … “ Chan laughed under his breath, his fingers travelling to circle around Y/N's wrists. “We've talked about this, baby. No covering your face when I'm looking at you.” 

“But you're making me blush,” Y/N whined through her fingers. “I already look like … a lobster.” 

Chan chuckled, gently removing his wife's hands. He lay them down by the side of her head and very slowly entwined his fingers with hers. 

“The prettiest … ” Chan mumbled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Most beautiful … “ he kissed her nose, “Sexiest lobster I've ever seen.” 

His smile landed on her lips, and Y/N immediately squeezed his fingers. With her hands under Chan's grip, she couldn't do anything but let the man kiss her with his slow, maddening pace … her lips were buzzing as Chan cushioned them with his own, the softness of his tongue tracing the outline of her mouth and leaving behind the intoxicating cloud of his taste.

“Christopher … “ Y/N whispered against his lips. “I … “ 

He didn't let her finish. His kiss deepened and the woman's back arched up until the curve of her body was completely pressed into his. 

“What were you gonna say?” Chan teased her when he pulled away, his thumbs caressing her palms. 

Y/N swallowed, trying to regain her breath. She suddenly burst into a fit of quiet laughter a moment later, and she looked up into her husband's eyes as he laid his forehead against hers.

“I love you,” she giggled, her words hot on his mouth. “I love you so fucking much.” 

Her words made Chan's entire face light up. His lips were suddenly on hers again, his thighs squeezing around her hips in an embrace of their own. 

*☆*☆* 

Chan couldn't stop laughing. His arms folded across his broad chest as he leaned against the doorframe, Chan watched in growing amusement as Y/N applied her third layer of colour corrector over the plum sized bruise stretching across her neck for the fourth time. 

“Are you having fun?” Y/N attempted a dry tone despite the smile that betrayed her. “Is this really funny to you?” 

“Yeah,” Chan chuckled, his eyes glinting mischievously. “Yeah, it is.” 

Y/N attempted to cover her blanket of green with a full coverage concealer. She dabbed around the perimeters carefully, blending the edges softly into her skin so as not to disturb the product over the area she was trying to conceal. 

Alas, regardless of her layers of heavy duty coverage, the richness of the burgundy splotch still managed to peek through. Y/N sighed and dropped her powder down onto her vanity with a pointed look at her husband. 

“You did this on purpose, didn't you?” Y/N wrinkled her nose at him as he continued to smirk. “You just want an excuse to stay indoors.”

“I didn't!” Chan protested with pink cheeks. “I didn't mean to do it that high up. Just … got carried away.” 

Snorting at her husband's words, Y/N craned her neck to the side, observing the situation. It was still obvious even when she squinted, and having no intention to wear a high neck garment in the forty degree Australian heat, Y/N gave up. She pushed away from her vanity table and instead made her way to Chan who immediately caught her in his arms, pulling her into him by the waist. 

“Looks like you win,” Y/N smiled up at him as she looped her arms around his neck, lovingly tugging at the soft curls kissing the nape of his neck. “Again. Movie date it is. Because there's no way I'm going out with this visible monster.” 

The passion in her words made Chan burst into laughter. He dipped his head and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “You can pick all the movies. And I'll make you your favourite pasta.” 

Y/N's eyes lit up at that. She squished his cheeks in her hands. “Promise?” 

“I promise,” Chan grinned. He hugged her a little closer, his heartbeat mingling with hers. “As long as I get to be with you, I'm happy with anything.” 

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