Birds Of A Feather

❀ Birds of a Feather ❀

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pairing: bangchan x reader

word count: 1.6k genre: FLUFF

It started as a silly crush, one that you would normally get around a friend of yours. A little pang in your chest at the thought of him. A flutter of your stomach when he smiled at you, that sort of thing that friends normally never acted on. But for some reason, your friendship with Chan, who had become your best friend, felt different.

It started with small things, things that you would dismiss as nothing. You would catch him looking at you sometimes when he thought you wouldn't notice, but when you would look his way, he would quickly look away. He would also always sit next to you in interviews, in group photos, or in any sort of activity, always taking a seat right next to yours whenever given the choice. He would also always want to play with your hair, pulling you into his lap and letting his fingers run through your hair while whispering praise and sweet words into your ear. 

And that would be something a typical friend would never do. In fact, no one else in the group treated you like that, so why was he so different? The strangest thing was that even though he would always be affectionate with you in front of others, in private the way he acted was completely different. Instead of playing with your hair affectionately, he was constantly finding opportunities to touch your skin, running his fingers along your hands, arms, and face, as if he couldn’t get enough of you.

In the most private moments when no one else was around, he would constantly find ways to hold your hands. His fingers would intertwine with yours as he pulled you close. He would also sometimes find ways to pull you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your torso as he held you firmly against his chest, his hands splayed against your stomach and chest, holding you like he never wanted to let go. It was so strange, how one minute he was normal, the next he was being so affectionate in a way that could not be seen as merely platonic. It was like he couldn't get enough of touching you, as if he was addicted. Even in public he would always be seeking any type of contact, whether it was a squeeze of your hands, a hand on your back, or just sitting next to you, he always wanted some type of contact. It was almost as if he was starved for the touch. And the strangest thing of all was that none of the other members of the group seemed to question it or care, they all acted as if it was normal. Did they just not notice, or was it truly normal for friends to act like this? 

Even you yourself were starting to wonder if it was just how he acted with everyone, but no other member behaved like he did, and definitely didn’t touch you like he did. Whatever the case, you found yourself not minding the affectionate gestures. In fact, deep down, you even found yourself looking forward to them. You found yourself wanting him even more when he touched you. 

It made you feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he held you close, the heat of his body against yours making something deep within you stir. Finally, after days of contemplating, you two were hanging out together in your room in the dorm and then you gained the courage and decided to confront him. As the both of you were sitting in a quiet corner of his room, you turned to him, a determined look in your eyes.

"Channie, can I ask you something?"

He looked up from his phone at the sound of your voice, a curious expression on his face. "Yeah, what is it?" You took a deep breath, gathering your courage. "This is going to sound random, but why are you always so... affectionate towards me?"

He was silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. But finally, he let out a soft sigh. "Ah, I guess you've noticed."You were taken aback by his response, not expecting him to admit it outright. But at the same time, you couldn't ignore the way your heart fluttered at his words. "No, it's not a problem, I just... well, I'm just wondering why. Friends don't usually act like this, you know."He then let out a soft chuckle, setting down his phone and turning to face you fully. "I guess I just can't help it. You're just... really touchable, I guess. And it makes me feel good, touching you like this." 

He leaned back, stretching his legs out in front of him. "Plus, you never complain about it, so I figured you didn't mind me being all over you." You blush like your about to explode.

“No no! it’s not that i just really want to know why..” Chan chuckled as he saw your blush, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "Why are you so curious about it, huh?"

He shifted a bit closer to you on the bed, his knee brushing against yours. "Are you worried I'm being too clingy?" You get shocked by his words “no! i don’t mind it at all, i just wanna know if you know.. if you have feelings for me.. that’s all.” Chan's smirk faded into a look of surprise, not expecting you to boldly come out and ask such a thing. 

He was silent for a moment, his eyes searching yours as if trying to find the answer within them. Finally, he spoke, his voice soft. "What if I did? What would you do if I did have feelings for you?" You were caught by surprise by his response. “To be honest, i really don’t know i really don’t wanna ruin our friendship that we have, and it’s gonna be so hard gaining that friendship and trust back if something does happen to us.” you became so worried and started to make your anxiety build up and make you think about what would happen between them. Chan listened intently to your words, his expression softening. He reached out and placed a gentle hand on your arm. "Hey, hey, it's okay."

He took your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. "I get it, I really do. We've been through so much together, our friendship means so much to me too. But..."

He paused, letting out a small sigh. "But sometimes, feelings can't be helped. You can't ignore them, or push them away. They just... happen." He looked down at your intertwined hands, his thumb gently running over your knuckles. "And if we do have feelings for each other, I don't think that's a bad thing. Sure, it might change things between us, but change isn't always bad, y'know? It's not always good either, but..."

He looked back up at you, his gaze sincere. "I think there's a chance it could be good. If you feel the same way, that is." She looks up, her eyes wide and sparkling. 

 from looking down at their hands being intertwined with each other’s. “Wait, so your saying that we could have a chance with each other?” Chan nods, his hand gently squeezing your own. "Yeah, that's what I'm saying."

He shifts a little closer to you, his knee pressed against yours. "If we both have feelings for each other, then yeah, we could have a chance at being together. It's up to you though, if you want to give it a shot or not." You then decide to tackle him onto your bed and hug him, so in joy that he decides to give a chance for y’all’s relationship. Chan let out a small yelp of surprise as you tackled him onto the bed, his arms instinctively wrapping around you as you hugged him tightly. He chuckled, a mix of surprise and amusement in his voice. "Impatient much?"

He returned the embrace, holding you close against him, his face buried into your shoulder. Then you decided to take the first move, suddenly you kissed him softly. Chan's surprise was evident at your sudden kiss, but he quickly melted into the feeling. His arms wrapped tighter around you, pulling you even closer as he kissed back. His lips moved gently against yours, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

He broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, his breathing a bit heavier than before. "Wow...I didn't expect you to take the first move like that." You then smile softly as you nuzzle yourself into his neck. “sorry! i really been wanting to do that for a while now..” You then chuckle all shy. Bangchan chuckled, his hands running up and down your back soothingly. “Don't apologize, I don't mind at all.” He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his arms still holding you close. "You’ve been wanting to do that for a while, huh? I didn’t know you liked me that much." You didn’t wanna leave his arms, you wanted to stay put. “Maybe… but at least i hid it better than you..” You say in a small giggle still nuzzling in his neck taking in his sent. He chuckled again, his hands continuing to gently caress your back. “Hey, I didn't hide it that badly." He protested, a playful pout on his lips. "I was just being... affectionate. Is that a crime?" “Never said that it wasn’t channie..” You say as you plant your lips on his. Chan smiled into the kiss, his hand coming up to cup the back of your head as he returned it with equal fervor. He pulled you even closer, his body pressing against yours as he deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled away, he was a bit breathless, his eyes locked on yours. "You really are something, you know that?"

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Pairing: Felix x Fem reader

genre: soft smut?

wc: 3.2k

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a/n: hey, guess who’s back! Told myself to not continue to finish this ff, but here I am posting it. I’m also thinking of making this into a series (hopefully) dude, I swear I think that when I started making this I was half asleep and horny. But anyway please enjoy my smut debut! -🌷🎀

(Sorry in advance if any errors!)

"It's amazing.." Hanji says caressing her cheek. “She leaves me speechless." Felix says as he tucks your hair behind your ear as he admires you. Changbin, Seungmin, I.N, Hyunjin,Minho watch. Felix's fingers brush against your skin, the touch sending a shiver down your spine.

You slowly stir and open your eyes, groggily realizing you're the center of attention. You're still somewhat inebriated, which leads to a goofy smile that appears across your face. You then yawn, “Hey... guys... what are you staring at?” Chan chuckled as you slowly woke up, his eyes filled with admiring affection. "You fell asleep on the couch last night after the club. We were just admiring how beautiful you look even when you're asleep."

Hyunjin nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on your smile. "You look like an angel." They still are in awe at your beauty. After you wake up Felix can't help but to pull you up into his lap. Felix's eyes lit up with affection as he eagerly pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you with a smile. "You look even more beautiful up close."

Hyunjin chuckles at Felix's eagerness, a hint of playful jealousy in his voice. "Hey, don't hog her all to yourself now." As you adjusted in his lap you felt something in his pants and whispered to him “Felix, are you okay?” Felix's face suddenly reddened, realizing what you had felt. He cleared his throat awkwardly and tried to play it cool. "O-oh, that? Don't worry about it. I'm fine."

Changbin, who was nearby, couldn't help but smirk at Felix, noticing the situation. Jeongin, who was sitting next to Changbin, nudged him and snickered. Meanwhile, Chan, Hyunjin, and Seungmin watched with varying expressions of amusement. She then whispered again “baby, you’re hard..” Felix's face somehow turned an even deeper shade of red, now clearly embarrassed. "I-I... um... I can't help it, okay? You just look too beautiful and... yeah..."

Hyunjin and Jeongin burst into laughter, unable to contain themselves at the situation. The other members watch the exchange with a mix of amusement and surprise. She then said in his ear “I’ll help you tonight, just the two of us. Nobody else okay?” Felix's eyes widened at your offer, his heart racing with anticipation. He nodded eagerly, his voice shaky with excitement. "Yes, please. Just the two of us, tonight."

The other members exchanged glances, some surprised, some amused, and some clearly slightly envious. Chan chuckled, shaking his head at Felix's eagerness. Seungmin chimed in with a grin. "Looks like someone's getting a private session tonight." Hyunjin and Jeongin teased Felix, making jokingly envious comments, while Minho chuckled at the situation. Changbin couldn't resist adding a comment of his own. "Just make sure you don't break her, Felix." Felix rolled his eyes, his cheeks still flushed.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." She then blushed and carried on with the conversation of the rest of the members. The conversation continued, the other members continuing to talk amongst themselves. However, the atmosphere remained tinged with a hint of flirty energy, with occasional glances and playful comments thrown in.

Felix attempted to join in, but his mind was clearly preoccupied with the thought of what was to come later that night. Later, everyone went to their rooms and luckily you and Felix shared a room together in the dorms, As the others headed to their rooms, you and Felix entered yours. The tension was palpable as soon as the door closed behind you.

"It's just the two of us now.." he said, stepping closer to you, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. “It looks like it still hasn’t went down, were you waiting?” She says with a smile. Felix chuckled, his cheeks reddening once again at your comment. He nodded, a hint of sheepishness in his expression.

"Yeah, I was waiting... ever since we talked earlier, I've been thinking about you. I couldn't... calm down." He stepped closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "You have no idea how much I've been looking forward to this, being alone with you." You both then locked lips, Felix taking the lead as always. Felix's lips met yours in a passionate kiss, his hands gently cupping your face.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with eager desire. His body pressed against yours, the intensity of his touch a testament to how much he had been waiting for this moment. You then feel his hand on your inner thigh and trying to get into your shirt. Felix's hand moved up your inner thigh, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. His other hand began to slowly lift your shirt, his fingers tracing the edge of the fabric as his lips continued to explore yours. He broke the kiss to whisper in your ear, his voice low and husky.

"I want to see all of you.. feel all of you." “I want you Lix, please…” she cried softly as she let him take her shirt off. Felix's breathing hitched at your words, his eyes roaming over your exposed skin. He quickly removed your shirt, his hands gently caressing your bare skin. His touch was soft and reverent, as if he was worshipping your body. "You're so beautiful... so perfect."

He whispered, his lips moving down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses along your collarbone and down your chest. He continued trailing his kisses down your body, his hands exploring your curves, his touch soft and deliberate. He wanted to commit every inch of you to memory, every reaction and every sound you made.

He looked up at you, his gaze filled with a mix of desire and adoration. "I want to make you feel good, only want to make you feel good..." “I need to take care of you first..” she says going down trying to get him out of his bottoms. Felix's breath hitched as he saw you moving down towards his pants. He let out a shaky breath and nodded. "Please..."

He was clearly enjoying your eagerness to take care of him, his hands clenching the edge of the bed as he watched you. He helped you slide his pants down, his eyes never leaving your face. His hands reached out to hold your shoulders, gripping them lightly as he watched you, his body tense with anticipation. She then started to move her hand along his length letting him enjoy himself before anything else happens.

Felix gasped softly at the feel of your hand on him, his eyes shutting momentarily as the sensation overwhelmed him. He leaned his head back, his breaths coming in short, shallow gasps as you began to move your hand. "This feels... so good... don't stop..."

He mumbled, his hands clenching in a fist as an attempt to contain himself. His body trembled slightly under your touch, his head rolling back by the pleasure. He looked down at you again, his eyes darkened with desire and need. He reached out, his fingers running through your hair as he tried to maintain some measure of control, even as his body responded to your touch. "You're... so good at this... so good to me..."

He whispered, his voice strained with pleasure. His hands gripped the sheets tighter, his body tense with anticipation as his pleasure built. He was lost in sensation, his focus entirely on the feeling of your touch and the building pleasure. *He bit his lip again, stifling a moan as he tried to contain himself, his breaths coming in shorter and quicker, his body arching slightly in response to your touch.

"I... can't... hold back much longer..." *The tension coiled within him, his breaths coming in shorter, shallower gasps. He was getting closer to the edge, the pleasure building with each movement of your hand, with each stroke of your touch. He gripped the back of her head tighter, as if holding on for dear life. "I'm... close... don't stop... don't stop..."

He panted, his eyes meeting yours, his pupils dilated with pleasure. A smile then appears on her face as she still looks up at him and puts his mouth on his length, he closes his eyes as a wave of pleasure hits him, and leans back, grabbing a tuft of her hair. He feels a bit of his soul leave his body as she starts using her tongue in unexpected ways.

Felix then starts to groan as a sign that he’s getting close to finishing. She then notices and goes back to using her hand on his length. “You can do it, I believe in you baby..” Felix then proceeds to finish and come in her hands. She then licks the warm come off her hands “you taste so good my love..” Felix looked down at you, his eyes still darkened with pleasure, but now a hint of disbelief mixed with desire.

"You're so... so amazing. That... felt incredible... I can't even find the words..." He panted softly, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breaths. He leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before pulling you up into his arms. "Now it's your turn..." He wrapped his arms around you, gently maneuvering you so you were lying on your back, his body looming over yours. His hands were now free to explore your body, his touch reverent and gentle.

"I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel... no, even better than that.." He pushed your hair away from your face, his eyes raking over your exposed skin and curves with hunger. His fingers traced along your collarbone, then down to your chest, lightly caressing your skin as his gaze flicked back up to meet yours. "You're so beautiful... I don't even know where to start..."

Felix then decided to undress you and only have your undergarments on. Felix took his time undressing you, his fingertips running lightly over your skin as he slowly bared you to him. His eyes roved over your exposed body, taking in every curve and contour with a mixture of admiration and desire. "You're... absolutely perfect..."

He whispered, his voice low and husky with need. You softly whimper at his words, Felix leaned down, his lips ghosting over the skin of your neck, leaving a trail of light kisses in his wake. His hands continued to roam over your body, his touch becoming more insistent, more deliberate. He wanted to memorize every inch of you, to explore every part of you that he could access. "I want to hear you... I want to hear how good I'm making you feel..."

You then say softly “I don’t wanna wake the guys” Felix chuckled softly, his breath warm against your skin. "We'll have to be quiet then... can you do that for me, my love?" He murmured, his lips gently nibbling on your earlobe, his hands continuing to caress your body with a possessive touch. He moved his lips down to your neck, pressing soft, gentle kisses to your skin. His tongue grazed over your collarbone, his teeth lightly nipping at the sensitive spot where your shoulder meets your neck. He wanted to taste every part of you, to make you forget about everything else except him and how he was making you feel.

“Felix…” You moan his name as he hit the sweet spot on your neck. Felix smiled against your skin, pleased with himself upon hearing you moan his name. He continued to focus on the sweet spot on your neck, his tongue and teeth working together to elicit more of those sweet, sweet sounds from you. "You sound so good when you say my name like that... moan it again for me... I want to hear more." He moved his lips back up to your ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine. One of his hands moved down to your hip, his fingers gently grasping the edge of your underwear, as if he were contemplating taking them off.

"Can I take these off, my love? I want to touch you... everywhere..." She nods quickly wanting to have Felix all over her. Felix lifted his head from your ear, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He sat back on his knees, his hands moving to the edge of your underwear. "You're so eager... I love it. You're so responsive... so beautiful."

He grabbed the edge of your underwear, slowly sliding them down your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. Then you two pull each other in a kiss before he started your pleasures. “You can do anything you want to do with me Lix..” He looked a little surprised that you consented before he could even say anything. “Okay love, are you sure?” She then nodded “Yes I’m okay with everything” He of course would never wanna hurt her so he said one more thing.

“You remember the safe word right?” Felix said reassuring. “Lavender..” She said with a smile. As that happened they continued. Felix nodded, a serious but affectionate look in his eyes. "Lavender. If it gets too much, or if you want me to stop for any reason, just say the word and I will. I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, okay?"

He caressed your face, his gaze soft and loving. Then he went down to her entrance and let his tongue go in lightly pressed against her. Felix's tongue softly pressed against her, his touch gentle yet deliberate. "You taste so good... so sweet... I could do this forever…” She hissed at the feeling and started to enjoy the feeling. Felix continued, his tongue pressing deeper, his hands holding onto your hips to keep you still. "You sound so beautiful when you moan like that... I love how responsive you are... how you respond to my touch."

He mumbled against you, his words sending small vibrations up through your body. “Felix..” She moaned, Felix continued his onslaught with his tongue, the feel of his name on your lips spurring him on. He wanted to hear more, to hear every gasp and moan he could pull from you. "Say my name again... I want to hear how good I'm making you feel..."

He said, his voice low and heated, against you. His hands gripped your hips tighter, keeping you in place, holding you, as he worked your insides. She then started whimpering, Felix noticed your soft whimpers and took that as a sign to continue, his tongue relentlessly working against you, his touch growing more deliberate, more intense, as he drank in every sound you made.

"That's it... don't hold back... let me hear how good this feels, my love..." He whispered, his lips so very close to where he wanted him to be, making sure it sent another wave of vibrations through you. You are to your climax “Lix I’m gonna..”Felix heard your warning and slowed for a moment, lifting his head slightly to look up at you, his eyes filled with heat and need.

"I know... i know... but not yet... not yet, my love... hold it for me... just a bit longer..." He whispered, his voice dark and low, his eyes roaming over your naked body with need, but also a hint of a challenge. She whined as she moaned “Felix I’m going to come..” Felix smirked up at you, his eyes dark with desire and a hint of a challenge. "Not yet, my love... I want to see how long you can hold out... can you be good for me, and wait just a bit longer?" Felix then inserted his digits into her, she then gasped, Felix smiled against you. "Just a little longer, my love... you're so close, I can tell... but I'm not ready for you to finish yet..." He said, Felix inserted two digits into you, moving them slowly, his other hand steadily holding you. Felix's fingers continued to work you, his pace steady and relentless.

"Can you be good for me and hold on just a little longer? Can you do that, my love?" He asked again, She nods. His words soft and gentle, but with a hint of command in them, as if daring you to see how much longer you can hold out under his touch. He knew he was pushing you to your limits, but he also knew that you wanted to please him, that you wanted to be good for him, and that you would try. His pace with his fingers picked up, his other hand moving to your hip, his grip just a bit tighter, as if he was holding you in place, his touch both possessive and authoritative.

When you finally reached your climax, Felix's lips curled into a satisfied smile, his hand still moving gently, slowly helping you come down from the high. "Good... that's a good girl." He murmured, his voice still low and dark, but with an affection and tenderness. He removed his fingers from you, his touch gentle as he traced them along your thigh, his eyes on your face, watching your expressions as you came down from your high. "You were so good for me, my love. So good. How are you feeling?" Her body squirmed, Felix leaned forward, gently placing kisses along your neck, his hands gently roaming your body, caressing and soothing you, as you came down from your climax. "Shh... breathe for me, my love. Are you okay? How are you feeling now?" She gives a reassuring smile.

He continued to place soft kisses on your neck, his hands still gently roaming your body, his touch still affectionate and tender. He wanted to make sure you were okay, that he hadn't been too rough with you or pushed you too far. “Your never dominant my love, what changed that?” She says softly out of breath, Felix chuckled softly against your neck, his lips still gently kissing your skin.

"Nothing's changed, my love. I just wanted to try something a little different tonight. I wanted to see how you would respond. And I have to say, I enjoyed seeing you this way, so eager to please me, so responsive to my touches..." He murmured, his hands still roaming over your body, his touches still gentle and affectionate. He pulled back slightly, so that he could look at your face, his eyes roaming over your features, taking in your flushed cheeks and slightly disheveled hair, a satisfied smile on his face.

"You look beautiful like this, all flushed and satisfied. You make it so hard to resist you, you know that?" She says finally catching her breath “Well you and only can make me feel like this, don’t tell the rest of the guys..” She then giggles. Felix chuckled, his voice low and affectionate.

"Oh, don't worry, my love. I won't tell the others a thing. This side of you, this submissive side, is for my eyes only. I don't want anyone else seeing you like this, all flushed and satisfied, my touch all over your body. Your mine, and mine alone."

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Channie's Room [Kinktober '24]

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♡ Pairing : chan x afab! reader

♡ Genre : smut, daddy kink

♡ Word count : 2.5k words

♡ Warnings : 18+ nsfw, explicit sexual content. I will not put any more specific warnings to avoid spoiling the story. Read at your own risk!

❗️ minors, ageless, and blank blogs that will interact with me or my work will be BLOCKED.

September is almost ending, and nothing in your life seems to be going well. You have a job, but it isn't what you wanted in the first place but it pays well, though; you just broke up with your boyfriend of 2 years, you're getting kicked out of your old apartment for adopting a kitten, and when life couldn't get any worse, your cat just puked on your favorite rug just before you were about to pack it, you wanted to scream, but you didn't want to scare off your cat. You loved the little bugger even if he's a pain in the ass sometimes. You wanted to relax a bit before going back to packing, and you remembered it was Saturday night, and that only means one thing,

🔴 Channie's Room is now LIVE

You settled in with your comfortable clothes, your favorite drink, and, of course, your favorite toy. You got into the stream and saw him, only in a white, fitting tank top, camera stopping on his neck; he's got a new wolf scratch tattoo on his shoulder; shit makes him hotter than ever. 

"Hey everyone, it's your favorite Korean-aussie, Channie!" He greets, making hand gestures.

He seems awfully cute with his greetings. He takes his time to catch up with his viewers and greets his loyal patrons and generous tippers. You've been a patron for as long as you can remember, and you loved his genre. Even though he streams NSFW content, he makes you happy and giddy. You also know deep down that this guy looks good. 

"Oh wow, thanks for the tip, wanderingbae. I haven't even started yet." He giggled, and you could see his abs tense. You bit your lip wondering what he got in store for today's live.

"Tonight, I'm doing requests! I want to know what my baby girls and boys want to see for tonight. So let's open up my ngl." He giggled.

"Oh, baby girl asks if daddy can take his tank off and..wow you want to hear daddy whimper? Tell you how much he likes it and how bad he needs to cum?" How can this man go from cute to sexy in just a blink? He was giggling a few seconds ago, and now he's straight-up teasing.

This would be another Channie's room that surely won't fail to give you mind-blowing orgasms. Let the stream begin!

The following day, you filed for leave to facilitate your moving to a new apartment. You went later in the afternoon after you finished packing all your stuff. Your room was on the fourth floor, and it's just your luck that the elevator was being repaired for the day and would be fixed late in the evening.

"Great, just great." You sighed, looking at your things. You didn't really have a lot of stuff: two big suitcases of clothes and other necessities, a huge box for other essential life stuff such as kitchenware, your cat's things, and your cat carrier. How could you bring these to the fourth floor? Sure, multiple trips wouldn't be the problem, but the weight of what you're going to carry was the one you're worried about.

"Need some help?"

You turned to look at the man who spoke with a familiar voice, making you unconsciously drop your jaw at the gorgeous man in front of you.

"Oh, it's fine. I can wait for the uh elevator."

"Really? I heard it won't be fixed until late in the evening. What floor are you moving to?"

"Fourth, but really, I can wait. I don't want to bother you or anything, " you insisted.

"I live on the fourth floor, too! Nice to meet you, neighbor. My name is Chris." He smiled. You know you're not supposed to trust strangers, especially good-looking ones, but who cares about stranger danger if it's this man? You feel a good vibe from him, and besides, he probably lives next to your new apartment. Getting to know your neighbors is a good start.

"I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you, too."

"Let me help you carry these. I insist." He offered again.

"Are you sure? We're probably going to make a few trips up and down."

"I can handle it. Carry what you can, and I'll take care of the rest." He winked.

You carried what you could, and it was done in a flash. How did this guy carry all of it? How does he have so much stamina? He settled your things in the living room, and you thanked him for it. You asked him to stay so you could order food for him as another way of saying thank you, but he said he'd come over another time, and then you added that you could cook for him.

Settling into your new apartment was surprisingly easy, especially when your neighbor is very kind, not to mention eye candy. He gets along with your cat so well. You've shared a few conversations, and you have even invited him over for dinner sometimes or just to hang out, and he would be totally down for it. You've spent quite some time together for a month already, and you'd be a liar if you didn't say you hadn't had a single dirty thought about this man.

"Cool tattoo you got there." You complimented him on the wolf scratch tattoo on his arm. It's the first time you're seeing it since he rarely wears a muscle tee or tank top outside since it's cold. It looked oddly familiar, though.

"Thanks." He smiled.

It was your first time in his apartment since he usually visited yours. He graciously offered to cook dinner tonight, and while he was setting up the table, you looked around and saw a few pictures of him, his baby pictures, his family back in Australia, and his dog. You saw a guitar and a keyboard near the shelf of a thousand albums of probably his favorite artists, and then a small opening of his room showed he had LED lights and a computer setup inside. His room looked like you'd seen it somewhere, but you just couldn't point out where. It's your first time coming to his apartment that's why it baffled you why it was so familiar.

Dinner was served, and it was delicious. Chris opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate. He said that he had reached a milestone on his channel. Chris had told you he worked online as a freelancer, but now that he's mentioned the word "channel," he might be a famous YouTuber, but you were too dumb to notice.

"So, what's your youtube channel? What content do you do?" You asked him.

"Oh, I don't upload on youtube. I livestream on some website."

"What website?" you asked out of curiosity, and then it clicked to you exactly who he was: the broad torso, the muscular arms, the tattoo, and the accent. It's him—it's definitely him. You're not being delusional.

"An adult livestream site." He gave you a mischievous smile. "Judging by your expression, I have a feeling that you know who I am."

"You... you're Channie in Channie's room, aren't you?" you hesitantly said, and he laughed at how cute you were blushing when you mentioned his screen name and channel. Obviously, you were a patron since you knew who he was and the title of his streams, but he didn't know that you were a generous tipper, too.

"Guessed it right." He chuckled. "You a fan?"

You were hesitant to tell him the truth; would he make fun of you? Or would he think that it's hot how you watch him every weekend? Oh how you wanted to scream from fangirling, you've always wanted to see how Channie looked like and you were right, he looked like God had taken the time to perfect him with the just the right amount of everything but overflowing with sexual appeal and gorgeousness all over.

"So you are." He concluded with your reaction, and you gulped. "Hey, there's nothing to be shy of, baby girl."

Your clit buzzed when he called you baby girl, and you might have felt a little wetness start to pool down there.

"You're shitting me. How come I didn't notice right away? Those kissable lips you show from time to time, the fucking hot wolf tattoo—oh shit, I said too many words, was it too much?—"

"So you think I have kissable lips?" He teased.

"No! I mean, yes, you do! I didn't expect you'd be this hot in person and that you'd be m-my neighbor!" You stuttered, getting nervous for the first time in his presence.

"Well, did I exceed your expectations?" he asked, and you nodded, pursing your lips, scared that you'd accidentally tell him your nastiest thoughts about him. "Wolf, got your tongue?"

"N-no..I don't know." You said. 

You can't even look him in the eye. You wondered if he was imagining how you'd play with him every weekend, and you got embarrassed thinking about it, but little did you know he was already imagining it. Did you like his streams? Did you get turned on out of your mind? Did his streams make you sopping wet? Did he help you have earth-shattering orgasms?

Chris thought his heart would burst because of your cuteness, and he couldn't help but be curious; since you saw him cum on cam for god knows how many times, he wanted to see how hot you looked cumming too, but he didn't want to cross a line if you weren't good with it.

"Hey, don't be shy. I should be the one who should be embarrassed. You've seen me play with myself and cum loads of times, I bet." He tried to reassure you.

"Yeah..it was really sexy every time you do." You bit your lip, gathering your courage to look him in the eye. Flashbacks of him playing with himself and shooting hot strings of cum running through your head at full speed.

"I'd really like to see you cum too, if I may." He said, trying to shoot his shot.

"What?" Your eyes widen in shock. "I don't think I look sexy when I cum."

"Let me be the judge of that, kitten." He said, and with that, he moved closer to you, brushing his nose against yours. Were you going crazy? Yes, you were. Were you just letting this man have his way with you? Absolutely. Were you going to make him cum just like in his livestream? Why the hell not? "So, are you down?"

"Yes, daddy." You didn't know how that slipped, but that answer made Chris growl.

You softly placed your lips on his, and he went berserk at how soft your lips were. He didn't want to be rough, but he couldn't help but feel excited, so he cupped your cheeks and deepened the kiss. Your hands roamed around each other's bodies as if you missed each other for a long time, leaving no part untouched.

Chris suddenly carried you, not breaking the kiss and flopping you on his bed. He climbed on top of you. He swiftly unclipped your bra, and before you knew it, both of you were undressed in his bedroom. He trailed kisses down your ear, jaw, and neck all the way down until you felt his hot breath reach your dripping core.

"Fuck, this is how wet you get for me, baby?" He groaned; he couldn't wait anymore and started devouring you.

Wet. Hot. Messy

That's how Chris liked it, and honestly, this was driving you crazy as well. You never thought you would end up like this, sprawled in his bed as he eats you with much gusto. He never tasted cunt as sweet as yours, and that instantly made him addicted to your taste. He circled his skilled tongue on your clit, making you moan loudly, and when he sucked on it, you grabbed on his hair for dear life.

“Fuck, daddy!” You moaned, feeling your orgasm build up.

“Yeah? You like that?” He growled between slurps, drinking your juices like he was deprived of water in the desert.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

“Come on, cum for daddy.”

Your body shook hard as your orgasm washed over you, and Chris hadn’t stopped sucking on your clit even if you were already shaking from sensitivity. He hooked his strong arms around your thighs, preventing you from getting away from his mouth as you writhe from the slight pain and sensitivity.

"Fuck, I would pay to see you cum every damn time!"

As you came down from your high, you pushed him on the bed and straddled him, kissing him, tasting yourself through his mouth.

Finally, you can live out your fantasy of sucking his cock and not just stare at it through the screen. He was already leaking. You always wondered what his cum tasted like, so you licked a bit of it on his precum-coated tip while making eye contact. It was everything you've ever imagined. His eyes were looking directly at yours with desire and anticipation.

You wrapped your hand around his thick girth and spread his precum with your thumb all over the tip of his cock, which earned an exasperated sigh from him. You licked from the bottom of his shaft all the way up before swallowing him whole. You knew Chris was a moaner in his streams, but hearing it in person was absolute euphoria. You sucked and swirled your tongue on his cock as moans spilled from his mouth, and before you knew it, he was already pulling you to sit on it. He got a condom in his bedside drawer and slid it down his thick, hard cock quickly.

You held his cock to position it on your dripping entrance and slowly sank on it. Both of you let out a satisfied groan once he bottomed out. You grinded on his cock at a slow pace which was frustrating him, so he flipped you over and slowly started picking up the pace. It was rough but delicious. Your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as he began hitting that sweet spot inside you.

“Who’s your daddy, baby girl? Tell me.”

“You are...SHIT!” You screamed as he started rubbing your clit with his thumb as he thrusts into you hard and deep.

“Like that baby? You like daddy rubbing your little swollen clit like that?”

“Yes! FUCKING YES, DADDY!”

You felt his cock twitch every time you called him daddy. He continued his ministrations, and he felt your pussy tighten as you reached your peak and then it contracted uncontrollably as if your orgasm was milking Chris into his very own, and with a few sloppy thrusts, he came into the condom. Moans and profanities slipped out of his mouth as you both rode your orgasms out. Chris withdrew and threw the condom out and laid beside you—both of you sweaty and out of breath.

“That was..”

“Mind-blowing.” He finished your sentence for you.

“Mind if we do it again sometimes, daddy?”

He giggled, cringing at the word you called him by in a non-sexual situation.

“Sometimes?” He cocked his eyebrow. “I guess you don’t want the full Chris experience then?”

“Every day then, if you let me join in on your streams someday.” You teased, unserious about joining, but it wouldn't be bad, though.

“Deal!”

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genre: Somewhat fluff?

word count: 1.9k

Pairing: Yunho x fem!reader

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This crush you had on Yunho has been going on for a while now. Every time you two would practice together you were always so happy to see he wanted to spend time with you and always be putting you first instead of the other members. As you sat in the dimly lit rehearsal room, practicing the choreography for the day, your eyes fell upon Yunho, his focused gaze unwavering as he honed his skills. The rest of the members were engaged in their own tasks, the room filled with the sound of your voices blending with the music and your synchronized movements. But your focus seemed to have narrowed, solely on Yunho, and you couldn't help but admire his dedication and grace.

 As practice continued, the captain announced a short break, and everyone dispersed to rest or chat amongst themselves. You found yourself lingering in the vicinity of Yunho, not knowing how to express your growing feelings for him, which had blossomed over time without your full realization. Sensing your presence, Yunho turned and offered you a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with genuine kindness. "Hey," he said, breaking the silence between you two. "You've been awfully quiet today." “well i guess i have been quiet but we’re preparing for a comeback..” you say still trying to get a specific dance move right in the choreography. Yunho chuckled, his eyes studying your focused expression as you attempted to master the dance move. "Yeah, I noticed. You've been practicing hard, huh?" You pause practicing the move for a moment to smile at his compliment. “Thanks yuyu, i appreciate that you’ve noticed…” Yunho's lips curled into a charming smile at the sound of the nickname you had bestowed upon him. He took a few steps closer, leaning against the wall next to you.

 "Of course, I always notice your dedication. You're an amazing dancer, you know that right?" You got a knot in your stomach at the view of his smile, faint blush appears on your face Yunho noticed the subtle flush in your cheeks and a soft chuckle escaped his lips. He inched a step closer, closing the small gap between you two. "You're blushing," he teased, his gaze fixed on your face. "Do my compliments affect you that much?" Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the butterflies in your stomach swirling with increased intensity. You tried to regain your composure, feeling a bit flustered at the sudden closeness.

 "Well, coming from you, they hold a certain weight," you replied, your voice slightly shaky. Yunho leans closer, his smirk widening, clearly enjoying your predicament. "Oh, is that the only reason?" he teases, his voice lowering to a softer tone. "Because your face says otherwise." You pushed him away from his chest. “alright back up..” You then walked out the room. Yunho stumbled a bit from the push, surprised by your action. He watched you hurry out of the room, confusion on his face. He stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened, then decided to follow you, determined to find out what had flustered you so much. Yunho stumbled a bit from the push, surprised by your action. He watched you hurry out of the room, confusion on his face. He stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened, then decided to follow you, determined to find out what had flustered you so much.

 “Let it go Yunho.” You never thought him teasing you like that would make you feel mad at him, it usually never did but this was different. He was also surprised that you didn’t say his nickname. Yunho was taken aback by the coldness in your response. He had playfully teased you before, and it never seemed to bother you, but this time it was different. He could see the flicker of irritation in your eyes, and the absence of his usual nickname stung him more than he'd like to admit. "Alright, alright," he relented, holding his hands up in surrender. "I get it, I overstepped. I'm sorry." He paused for a moment, the silence between you growing heavy. "Can we talk for a sec? There's something I need to say." You stop him from saying anything else.

 “I’m just gonna go home..” You then take your stuff and head back to the dorm. Yunho watched you walk away, his eyes filled with a mix of confusion and sadness. He wanted to reach out, to stop you and talk things out, but something held him back. Instead, he stood there, feeling a pang of regret as he watched you disappear down the hallway.

 You then arrive at the dorm and head to your room, somewhat keeping yourself from the rest of the members including Yunho when they get home. The members return to the dorm, oblivious to the tension between you and Yunho. They gather in the living room, chatting amongst themselves and speculating about the reason for your absence. Yunho remains silent, his gaze fixed on the floor, still replaying the earlier incident in his mind. “Yena come out and eat please!” Hongjoong yells enough for you to hear. You hear him yell for you, and decided to text him that you were going to eat in your room. Hongjoong, upon receiving your text, informs the other members. They exchange looks of concern, but respect your decision to avoid Yunho. 

The members sit down to eat, the atmosphere somewhat strained without you there. Yunho remains unusually quiet, picking at his food, deep in thought. Hongjoong looks at Yunho, who is still lost in his thoughts. Hongjoong knows something happened between the two of you, he could sense the tension in the air. "Yunho," he says, his voice soft. "You should check on her." "What?" Yunho lifts his head, snapping out of his thoughts. "I don't think she wants to see me right now..." Hongjoong sighs, understanding the situation. 

"Just go talk to her, okay? She's clearly upset about something, and you two need to talk it out. You've known each other long enough to work things out." Yunho lets out a deep sigh, knowing that Hongjoong was right. He nods, slowly getting up from his seat. "Alright." Without further hesitation, he makes his way to your room. "Good, just try to fix things, okay?" Hongjoong gave him a smile, encouraging him.

Yunho mustered up the courage and made his way to your room. He stood outside your room, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door. "Yena," he called out gently. "Can I come in? We need to talk." You hear Yunho's voice and a pang of emotion hits you. You're conflicted: a part of you wants to talk to him, to clear up the misunderstanding, but another part of you is still mad. After a moment of hesitation, you reply, "Fine, come in." Yunho opens the door and steps into your room. He looks at you, noticing the mixed emotions on your face. The silence hangs heavy between you for a few seconds before he finally speaks. "Can we sit and talk for a bit?" 

“I mean we have to since your already in here.” Still not making eye contact with Yunho. Yunho nods, understanding your cold response. He takes a seat on the edge of your bed, giving you some space. "Listen, I'm sorry for what happened earlier. I shouldn't have teased you like that. I didn't mean to make you upset." “But you wouldn’t get it Yunho..” You say in a soft voice. Yunho is surprised by your words. He can hear the fear in your voice, and a pang of worry shoots through him. "Why would I see you differently?" he asks, leaning a little closer to you. 

"You can tell me anything, Yena, I promise I won't judge." You had really strong feelings for him, it just felt weird trying to confess your feelings. Yunho then studies your face, noticing the internal struggle you're going through. He can sense there's something important you're keeping inside, something that's causing your anger. "Yena," he says gently, reaching out and placing a hand on your arm. 

"Whatever it is, you can tell me. I won't think any differently of you, I promise." Yena’s body starts to burn up and the pigment is flushed slightly in her cheeks, and she starts to take a deep breath. Then she begins to confess her feelings for her best friend. "Yunho... there's something I need to tell you. Something I've been keeping inside for a while now."  "What is it? You can tell me, Yena. Whatever it is, I'm here to listen." Her heart races as she gathers the courage to speak. "I... I have these strong feelings for you, Yunho. Feelings that have grown over time, slowly but surely."

Yunho is surprised by her confession, his eyes widening slightly. He hadn't expected this, but at the same time, it made sense considering all the times she would act flustered when he teased her. She continues, her voice shaky. "I know you probably didn't expect this, and it's okay if you don't feel the same. I just needed to get it off my chest because it's been eating me up inside." Yunho is taken aback, a million thoughts running through his mind. The teasing, the moments they shared, everything suddenly clicking into place. He looks at Yena, his expression unreadable, trying to process his own feelings. Her eyes are filled with vulnerability and a hint of fear, unsure of what Yunho's response will be. She waits anxiously, her heart in her throat, feeling like time has slowed down.

Yunho's heart races as he takes in her words. The weight of her confession sinks in, and he realizes the depth of his own feelings for her. He had teased her, yes, but those were moments of playfulness. Now, he sees her in a completely different light. She breaks the silence, unable to bear the anticipation. "Say something, please." Yunho is snapped out of his thoughts. He looks at her, his gaze softening as he starts to speak. "Yena... I had no idea," he begins, his voice gentle. "I had no idea you felt this way. I thought I just teased you in a friendly manner. I never realized my words could affect you so deeply." She feels a pang of disappointment, thinking his reply means he doesn't reciprocate her feelings. "So, you don't feel the same?" she asks, her voice quavering. Yunho notices the hint of heartbreak in her voice and quickly shakes his head. "No, no, that's not what I'm saying," he clarifies, scooting closer on the bed. He reaches out and takes her hand in his, holding it gently. "I do have feelings for you, Yena. Feelings that I didn't fully understand until now." Yena's eyes widen, hope flickers in her expression. "You... you do?" she asks, hardly believing her ears.

Yunho nods, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Yes, I do. I guess I was too caught up in our playful moments to see what was right in front of me. But now that I know... I realize how much you mean to me, and how much I want you." A mix of emotions washes over Yena, relief, happiness, and a overwhelming sense of elation. Tears well up in her eyes as she processes his words. "You mean it?" she asks, a hopeful smile forming on her lips. Yunho squeezes her hand, bringing it up to his chest where she can feel his heartbeat racing. "I mean it, Yena," he says, his voice full of sincerity. "I can't deny my feelings for you anymore. It's always been you Yena.”

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I wanna be yours

Pairing: Bangchan x fem!reader

Summary: it was all a game to him, until all he could think about was you. He wanted to have all of you. Ruin all of you. Love all of you.

Or, the one where Chan is a cocky asshole who's going out with you just for fun and ends up falling in love.

Slightly inspired in the movie 10 things I hate about you.

Genres: angst, smut, fluff

Words count: 10,991

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This content is +18 ONLY, minors do NOT interact!

Warnings: Corruption kink(kinda), dry humping, fingering, blowjob, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, pet names(princess, baby), Chan is cocky as fuck(and I'm here for it, stan cocky Bangchan), reader gets kinda insecure close to the end(let me know if I missed something)

A/N: should I be answering my requests or updating my series? Yes, did I spend too much time in a super long self indulgent oneshot? I did. It was supposed to be just smut with corruption kink 😭 turns out I can't write the porn without the plot.

It all started as a game for him. He just didn't guess how much you would mess with his head.

Bang Chan doesn't care much about college, with a promising career in music, he's just attending classes so his parents won't nag him too much.

That means he's bored all the time.

So when Jeongin, his youngest friend, begged him to win his girlfriend's sister over and date her for a bit, he almost accepted right away, yearning for some fun. But he didn't, not before knowing who you were.

That's how he ended up here, trying to find you in the middle of communication class. He didn't need to look too much, from Jeongin’s description, he could find you in the blink of an eye.

“A pretty girl, probably wearing black or some neutral color and she'll probably be in a corner. She's very shy, when you speak to her don't be too straightforward, you may scare her”

The way Jeongin described you didn't show any ill intent and he was always a good guy, that's why Chan considered accepting his offer in the first place. He must have his reasons for almost kneeling in front of his friend, asking for him to date you.

Chan sits behind you, observing every movement you make. You're indeed pretty and you really are shy. He notices how you want to raise your hand every time the professor asks a question, but you always hesitate and someone speaks over you. Every time you try to speak, some rude person cuts you and instead of getting mad, your face turns red and you shrink in your seat, trying to make yourself even more invisible.

There's something about you, Chan can't tell what it is, but it's something amusing about how you behave. Someone like you could have every guy in this university wrapped around your little finger and every girl wanting to be your friend.

As soon as the class ends, Chan sends a text to Jeongin, telling him he will do it. He doesn't waste time, waiting for everyone to get out of the classroom while you're still collecting your things.

“Hey”, he says out of nowhere, making you jump and look at him with huge doe eyes. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you”.

He kinda did want that, though, curious to see how you would react, he thought maybe you would raise your voice and curse him, but you reacted as calmly as possible.

“It's okay”, you mumble.

You keep organizing your things, trying to ignore his presence.

“So, I wanted to ask if you can let me borrow your notes”, he asks, making puppy eyes.

You turn back to him and Chan can almost see the gears turning inside your head.

“Why does he want my notes if he just attended the same class?” It's written all over your face.

“I pulled an all nighter studying for another class and kind of dozed off earlier”, he lies, smiling sheepishly while scratching the back of his neck.

You stare at him for a bit, pondering if you should say yes, actually, let's be real: can you even say no?

This is Bang Chan, handsome and popular, everyone knows him and the other two guys from 3racha. The last you heard, he didn't care much about classes since he's already progressing in his music career so you still don't understand why he wants to borrow your notes.

“Yeah, okay”, you nod, deciding to agree so this conversation can be over soon. You pull your notebook out of your bag and hand it to him. “Just make sure to give it back by next class”

“Sure, thanks”, he gives you a big bright smile that makes you gulp while staring at him, just a few minutes in his presence and you already know something very important: this man is dangerous.

You look around awkwardly, not knowing what Chan wants more. He's just standing there, staring at you.

“I'll get going then”, you sigh, feeling exhausted by this whole interaction.

You turn around, walking to the door, leaving Chan there, dumbstruck. Jeongin was right, you have no social skills, but you're much more entertaining than he made you out to be.

—

You're having lunch with Yuna, your sister, and Jeongin, her boyfriend, in the cafeteria. You like spending time with them, they are probably the only people you feel comfortable around in this university.

You met Jeongin three months ago. Your sister came home giggling like a child on Christmas, sat on your bed and told you she got a boyfriend.

You ran to your door, closing it after checking that your parents weren't around. There's only one rule in the house: your younger sister must not date before you do.

Your parents are not conservative or anything like that, they just had you two later than other parents, so they are very overprotective. You don't know exactly the reason why they set this rule, maybe it's because they are sure you're never going to date.

Yuna is your best friend, she was a sickly child so all those interactions and fights that normal sisters have, you didn't. You spent most of her childhood and a huge part of yours by her side in the hospital. Fortunately, she was able to go back to a normal life by the time she was becoming a teenager, she was always a social butterfly even in the hospital everyone loved her.

You always thought it was unfair that she had to wait to have a boyfriend simply because you are not interesting enough or can't even hold a conversation properly without stuttering, but there was nothing you could do about it. You even tried arguing with your parents about it but it always ended with them telling you to forget about it.

You see Jeongin waving to someone, something is off, they never invite anyone to eat with them. A tray is settled by your side and you look at the person who sits in the seat next to yours: Bang Chan.

“Hello again”, he smiles at you, a handsome smile with dimples showing and everything. He greets the others after.

You look at Yuna and Jeongin, she is frowning just like you and her boyfriend is eating like this is an ordinary situation in your daily lunch.

“Hi”, you sister answers, “I don't think we met before”

“Oh, yeah, I'm Bang Chan!” He stretches his hand so she can shake it. “Jeongin is an old friend and I have communication class with y/n”

“Ah”, she nods, looking at her boyfriend. You stay in silence, playing with your food, waiting for Jeongin to send Bang Chan away.

“Babe, I forgot I have a project due tonight”, Jeongin says, slapping the palm of his hand on his forehead. He stands up, “can you help me? Chan will keep y/n company.”

No. You don't want him to keep you company. Your eyes widen and you stare at your sister, trying to send her a mental signal so she won't let you alone with him.

What you don't see, it's that she has already caught up on the way Bang Chan is looking at you and she might think she understands what's happening.

“Okay, yeah. Take care of her”, your sister says, smiling apologetically to you while she gets up and follows Jeongin out of your sight.

You should just throw your food away and go to the library, maybe you can eat a sandwich.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” You hear Bang Chan's voice before you can put your plan into practice, turning around to look at him with the most terrified face he ever saw on someone. “Ouch, does the idea scare you so much?” He jokes.

“Why would you want to go on a date with me? We just met yesterday”, you point out, holding yourself back so you won't just stand up and run away.

“I find you interesting, it's just a date so we can get to know each other better”, he shrugs. He's so nonchalant about it, while you're freaking out inside.

“I don't think that's a good idea, I'm not good at keeping conversations, you'll get bored”, you say frantically. You just didn't expect him to laugh.

“I can do all the talking, I love to talk"

Chan knows this move is risky and there's a high probability you won't accept, but he just felt like asking you at that moment.

“Are you sure you won't get bored?” You ask.

His eyes widen and he nods, are you really considering it?

You are, obviously. You bet no one could ever guess, but Bang Chan is your ideal type, actually he is probably everyone's ideal type.

He has the kindest smile you have ever seen and the way his eyes turn into crescents when he's smiling makes your legs weak. He met you yesterday, but you know him since 3racha performed in the university’s festival last year. Since the first time you two crossed paths, everything about him, appearance wise, seemed appealing: his dark eyes, his smile, his dark curls, his broad shoulders and his muscular body. That's why you freaked out so much when he spoke to you yesterday, you never thought he would give you the time of day. So you would be dumb to reject his offer.

“Okay”, you nod, handing your phone to him. “You can put your number there, I'll text you so you can save my contact”, you say and he stares at the device for a few moments before picking it up and typing his number.

This was easier than he thought.

—

“Do you have pepper spray with you?” Your mother asks for the 30th time in the last hour.

“Yes, mom. I'm going on a date with another student, he's not a criminal”, you tell her and your father tsks.

“There are alot of students that commit crimes”, he says.

“I know”, you sigh, “don't worry, I have pepper spray, emergency numbers and I'll turn on my localization”

Your sister is watching the scene unfolding in front of her, while she chuckles.

“You shouldn't laugh, if I start dating you will go through the same thing when it's your time”, you whisper at her and she sighs.

“You're not going to this date just so I can officially date Jeongin, right?”

You grin.

“You think too highly of me, I'm not that selfless”, you hear the sound of a horn in front of your house, “I'm going on this date because he's hot”

Chan thought you were pretty in your everyday clothes but after seeing you ready for your date he just couldn't take his eyes off you. You're wearing a little sundress with thin straps holding your much too generous and low cleavage. Your hair is down and your lips are red with lipstick.

He's waiting for you outside of the car so he can open the door for you, but when you stop in front of him, he just doesn't move.

You frown, waving a hand in front of his face.

“Are you okay?” You ask and he snaps out of his daze.

“Yeah, you're just too pretty”, he tells you honestly, “I just couldn't believe I'm so lucky”

You feel your skin hotter, you're sure your whole face must be red like a tomato.

The restaurant you are going to have dinner at is a bit further than you thought, it takes at least one hour by car to get there.

“Were all the places close to the city closed?” You try making a joke and he smiles.

“Considering your personality, I thought you would like this place better”, he tells you while you go in. A person greets you two, leading you inside. There's no open space, the building is full of rooms and you're guided to one of those. There's a glass wall in the back of the room with a view to a lake and a waterfall, there's colorful lights everywhere, making it even more beautiful.

“So, when I was searching for a nice place to go on a date, I came across this one.” Chan starts speaking and you notice there's a small stove on top of the table. “There's no attendants, so we will cook our own food and only call them if we want more servings”, he explains, pulling the chair so you can sit.

“Oh”, you feel a weird feeling on your stomach, are these the butterflies your sister told you about? You never knew something like this existed and the fact that he was attentive enough to take your shyness into consideration while choosing the place of your date makes you melt inside. “Thank you”, you tell him after sitting.

You don't shut up the whole night. This is the first time you feel so comfortable with someone other than your family.

“So, you want to work with entertainment?” He asks surprised.

“Yes, I really like the whole thing about managing an artist, it sound exciting”, you smile happily, “who knows, maybe one day I can manage 3racha”

“You have heard 3racha?” Chan asks, surprised.

“I really like your music”, you tell him, “besides, everyone knows about you guys”

“Yeah, but I didn't know you knew about us”, he smiles charmingly, leaning on the table while clasping his hands. “So does that win me some points? Maybe a kiss?”

You already are red because of the wine, now you feel your whole face hot. You're already feeling a bit out of it, not drunk enough to make a bad decision but definitely drunk enough to lose a bit of your shyness.

“I don't know how to kiss”, you say simply, no further explanation.

Chan almost chokes on the air he just breathed, he didn't think you would be so blunt about it. Curiously, he finds your innocent face while saying that too enticing.

“I can help you with that”, he says, tilting his head and winking.

“Would you really?” You ask and he nods. “Like now?”

Chan didn't expect that to happen so soon, especially with someone as shy as you. But he won't refuse your offer.

“Are you done?” He asks, eagerly, standing up and you nod. Chan stretches his hand to you, waiting for you to hold it.

He takes you to his car, helping you get in and fastening your seatbelt. He's not in his right mind, not at all, he didn't even drink so why is he so excited? He doesn't think he ever felt this way about a kiss. He drives for a while, looking for the drive in movie theater he had read about while looking for the restaurant.

After fifteen minutes he parks his car behind others, there are a lot of people there to watch the movie.

You have your hands on your lap, fidgeting with your fingers nervously. It's so endearing how innocent you are.

“Would you like to take a seat?” He asks and you frown, looking around and then looking at him. You are already seated.

He tilts his head, chuckling and patting his lap. You nod so fast, it's embarrassing. He smiles, seeing you climb on top of him, legs are over the cup holder, you're using him as a literal seat.

“You never kissed anyone?” He asks, while you adjust yourself on top of him, his breath hitting your neck, making goosebumps rise all over your body. You shake your head, feeling a bit insecure, what if you are no good?

Chan bites on his lower lip, shifting a bit so you won't feel his hardening cock under you, you're just too cute, too sexy.

“Okay, I'll go slowly, we can stop anytime you want”, he tells you, brushing his hand on your arm all the way to your neck, making you close your eyes to his touch. He pulls your face closer, touching your lips with his, it's warm and soft, it feels like heaven.

He brings his other hand to your cheek, caressing. He pulls back a bit, just enough so he can speak.

“Open your mouth for me, baby”, he tells you and you obey instantly, feeling his lips back on yours. His tongue brushes against yours and you whine, lifting your hands to grab on his shoulders to steady yourself, causing your ass to rub on his cock. Chan groans, making you flinch, did you do something wrong?

He notices your hesitancy, so he slides his hand to your waist, squeezing you in reassurance.

“Are you sure you have never done this?” He asks playfully and you smile, shyly.

“Can- Can we do it again?” You whisper, making him chuckle. Dear god, would he be able to stop this with just kisses?

“Did you like kissing me, princess?” He teases, seeing you blush. Chan wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you even closer. He lands a kiss on your exposed collarbone, tracing kisses up to your neck.

“You smell so good”, he tells you before leaving a kiss on your jaw, then on your chin and finally a peck on your lips.

“Must taste even better”, he thinks, smiling to himself.

Your phone starts ringing, taking you two out of that hazy atmosphere. You feel embarrassed now, not believing you actually acted that way. Going back to your seat, you pick up the call, it's Yuna.

“Mom and dad are freaking out because you stopped moving for too long”, she whispers. Shit, you forgot your localization was turned.

“Tell them you called Chan and I'm alright, my phone just died”, you instruct her.

“Yeah, got it, just hurry”

Chan probably heard the conversation, but you still feel upset that he started the car right away and drove fast back to your home.

When you arrive in front of your house, you're not sure if you should kiss him goodnight or just wave, both are awkward options for you, so you go with the one you want the most.

You grab his arm and pull him closer to you, kissing him on the lips. Chan is quite surprised with your bold action, but he won't complain, he can't get enough of your lips.

“I will text you when I get home”, he says after pulling away and you nod.

You get out of the car and walk to your door, stealing glances at Chan. He's giggling at your antics, watching until you are safe inside your house.

He should be thankful to Jeongin, he's finally having a good time.

—

Chan is taking his mission seriously, he's texting you everyday and even stopped seeing all his fuck buddies. This is the closest he ever got to a relationship, but you're not official yet.

Especially not when you're avoiding him like the plague when it comes to meeting face to face. You answer his texts normally but he has to literally hunt you down so he can find you in this damn university and if you see him before he sees you, it's game over, you'll hide immediately and he has to begin his search all over again.

This time, though, he caught you off guard. You are at the library, seated alone, trying to focus on the book you have in your hands.

He smiles to himself, knowing you can't escape anymore. Chan leans over, caging your body with his two hands around you, gripping the table.

“I missed you, baby”, he whispers and you shiver, feeling butterflies on your stomach.

“H-hi”, you say, closing your book and taking a deep breath.

You will not try and pretend you didn't hide from him for almost a week. But that's not your fault, it's your brain's.

After Chan left you home, you ran to your room, still feeling all tingly and hot from kissing him. Since Yuna didn't come to your room you guessed she was already asleep, so you took your makeup off, took a long bath and snuggled in your nice sheets.

The thing is: you had the most lewd, filthy, awfully good dream that night. You could never even say the things Chan did to you in that dream out loud.

You woke up sweaty, heavy breathing and panties soaked, this never happened to you before.

You just couldn't look at his face after that, you felt dirty and guilty with having those thoughts about such a nice guy.

“Am I wrong or were you avoiding me?” He asks, not moving from behind you.

“No- I wasn't”, you turn around to look at him, bumping into his face too close from yours. He glances at your lips, biting his lower one and chuckles. “I was just, hm, kinda embarrassed”, you tell him, aware that he's going to know right away if you try lying.

“Embarrassed about what?” He asks, tilting his head.

“I don't know”, you look away, trying not to give in and tell him about your dream.

“I think you should come to my place so we can talk about it”, he says and you choke on your own spit, struggling to function correctly. Did he just ask you to go to his house? Just you? And him? Just the two of you?

The apartment is not far from the campus, it's a maximum twenty minutes walk. The building is nice and modern, it absolutely matches what you had imagined Chan’s place would look like.

His apartment is huge, it's not possible that he lives there alone.

“I have three roommates, Jisung and Changbin you already know and Hyunjin, he's an arts major”

“Hwang Hyunjin? I know him, he's friends with my sister”, Chan nods, he forgot your sister dates Jeongin, she probably knows his entire group of friends.

“Do you want to drink something?” He asks, looking at you while you walk around the living room, looking at every corner but not at him.

“Water is fine”, you say, looking at some pictures he has with his friends. He always has that breathtaking smile that makes all your insides turn around.

“What about watching a movie?” He asks out of nowhere, sitting on the sofa. He looks at you, an arm resting on the back of the sofa.

“Sure”, you walk to him, sitting on the far corner. Chan has to bite back a laugh so you won't feel embarrassed, do you really think it's so easy for you to get away from him?

He turns on the movie, adjusting himself on his seat. You're really trying to pay attention to what's going on on the screen, but you just can't. Not when Chan's scent is all over the place, making you remember about your dirty dream.

He knows you're restless, he can see you fidgeting by his peripheral vision.

“Are you uncomfortable?” He asks, turning his head towards you, with a smirk plastered on his lips. “Maybe you can sit here again, I'm sure you are going to like it better”, he pats on his lap.

You feel your face red.

“Stop teasing”, you mumble, pouting, “that's not nice”

He chuckles. If you're not coming to him, he has no problem going to you, so Chan slides his body closer, making you stare at him with a frown.

He raises his hand to your face, cupping it and caressing your cheek.

“Tell me you don't want this, princess, I'll stop”, he says. But you want this more than anything in the world, how could you not?

You lean a bit, trying to close the gap between your mouths. Oh, how much Chan missed your soft lips, he felt almost like going through a withdrawal staying so long without kissing you.

You learn fast, your mouth opens right away after your lips touch. In a bold move, your tongue is the one to look for his first, making him groan. He puts his right hand on your thigh, squeezing it harder than he predicted, but he didn't predict the bite you would give on his lip at that exact moment.

Chan grabs your hip, pulling you up to his lap, this time with a leg on each side of him. You're looking at him in that innocent way when all he has on his mind are the dirtiest thoughts. He caresses your thigh, sliding his hand to grab your ass and pulling you closer to him.

“Will you tell me now, why you were embarrassed? You looked pretty fine when I left you home after our date”, he asks and you blush instantly, oh, you forgot about the reason you are here. You can't tell him about your dream, you'll die of embarrassment if you do.

“It was- nothing”, you lie, avoiding his eyes. Chan noticed this already, you always look anywhere but him when you are lying to him.

Maybe he'll have to make you tell the truth.

“Really?” He says, skeptical. “Then you were just being mean? Playing with my feelings after just one date?” He's teasing, he knows you'll give in eventually, it's just a question of time.

“No, I wasn't”, you argue, with a frown on your face, your lips shut tight in a pout.

“Baby”, he calls, your legs would definitely give out if he called you like that while you were standing. “I don't like liars”

Chan slides his hands up to your ass, grabbing a handful and pulling you closer. You can already feel something hard beneath you, making you shift and adjust on his lap, involuntarily seeking some friction. Your core is aching, just by staying so close to him.

“I'm not lying, that's mean”, you try changing the subject and he chuckles.

Chan comes closer, lips brushing against yours, his breathing hitting on your mouth, everything just making the wet spot on your panties grow bigger and bigger. He kisses you, a nice and soft kiss with his tongue caressing yours gently.

Chan notices that you're moving your hips slightly, trying to feel his cock. He smiles during the kiss, pulling away while putting his hands on your hips, guiding your movements to be harder.

“Hm”, you whine, feeling his hard on giving you the friction you're looking for. His hand cups your cheek, pulling you closer into a kiss again.

You never felt this way, like ever. You did masturbate but it's different to do it with another person. It's just so good to feel Chan's touch on your skin, his breathing, his muscular arms holding you. You feel your orgasm coming, you can't believe you're going to cum by just rubbing yourself on this man.

Chan knows you're almost there, that's when he grabs your hips steadying you, not letting you move further. He earns a whine from you, an angry look on your face.

“I will only let you keep going if you tell me why you were embarrassed and avoided me”, he says cockyly and you shake your head, trying to move again but his grip on your hips is too strong.

“I don't wanna”, you tell him.

“Then, I guess you won't be cumming today”, he shrugs. “At least, not with me”, he smirks to your face becoming even redder.

“You're such a meanie”, you whine, pouting, still trying to move again but he just won't let you.

“Are you going to tell me what I want to know?” He tilts his head.

You ponder for a moment, what should you do? It's not going to end here, if you don't tell him right now, you're sure he won't let it go.

“I- I had a dream”, you start, trying to gather some courage.

“Uhm”, he nods, “what about it?” He asks curiously, feeling strangely aroused by the way you're looking around, lips pulled into a line and the way you're speaking leads him to believe you're talking about a wet dream.

“Li- like one of those dreams”, so he was right, did you have a wet dream about him? That's interesting.

“Hm, you'll have to be more specific, princess”, he pushes, “I don't think I know what you're talking about”

“I mean”, you groan, dropping your head to his shoulder so you won't feel his eyes on you. “A sex dream… with you”, you whisper.

The grin on Chan's face after you finish saying that, is priceless. He can feel his cock twitching, he's eager to know more.

“Tell me more about it”, he presses, “I really wanna know what happened in that dream that left you so embarrassed”

“Please, Chan. Don't make me say it”, you beg, but he's not having it. He likes seeing you blushing and struggling to talk dirty, it's endearing.

“No can do”, he grabs your shoulder to pull you away so he can look at your face. “I promise I'll give a nice reward if you tell me”

You nod. If he won't drop it, then you have to try and earn something over your embarrassing situation.

“I- like- you ate me out”, you start and he smiles, he would indeed love to do that. “And I s-sucked you off, it was nice”, you stumble over your words in each sentence. Chan can only feel even more turned on, your lips are so soft, he can't even picture what it would feel like to have them wrapped around him.

“Keep going, princess. You're doing great”, he reassures you. Chan loosens the grip on your hips, guiding your movements back and forth once again.

“And you said all these dirty things to me, I can't say it out loud, please”, he smirks, pulling you even closer and pressing your covered core against his cock.

“Did I tell you how good it felt to have your pretty little mouth sucking on my cock?” He asks playfully and you nod, feeling the warmth creeping in your face again while that tingly sensation grows bigger in your lower stomach.

“Did we fuck?” He asks, feeling himself getting closer to cum too.

“Yeah”, you nod frantically with your eyes closed shut. “You fucked me on all fours and in this same position too”, you tell him.

“Oh? Did you ride me? Did you like it?”

“I did”, you struggle to make your voice come out, feeling too light headed to even speak properly.

“There's something more, right, baby?” He feels his cock throbbing, he's almost at his limit.

“Yes, you- you choked me a bit, I liked that”, and that sentence was enough to make Chan reach his orgasm, being followed by you right after.

He can't believe he really did cum in his pants, like a fucking teenager. It's your fault actually, how can someone make him cum like this and still look angelic and innocent? Like you never told him he choked you and you liked it, even though it was a dream.

Chan kisses you eagerly this time, his chest is feeling hot and he feels a weird sensation on his stomach.

“You shouldn't feel embarrassed about this kind of thing”, he tells you and you nod, because it's true, “if it makes you feel better, I'm sure I had worse thoughts about you”, he smiles, seeing you blush.

“Like what?” You ask, curiously.

“Oh, I won't tell you”, he shakes his head, “you would never look at me again if you knew all the dirty things I wanna do to you”

—

Another week went by and now you were not avoiding Chan anymore. He follows you around pretty much all day at school, stealing kisses and pulling you to empty classrooms to have make out sessions.

It's time for him to meet your parents, it's not something he ever did, he never dated anyone after all. It's a Wednesday night, he brought flowers and a bottle of wine. So five minutes before the set time, he's knocking at your door.

Your sister opens up, greeting him but you're nowhere to be found until he hears your voice from upstairs.

“Is he already here?” You sound panicked and your sister giggles.

“Yes! Hurry up”, she says and Chan hears something falling and making a weird noise. It was not loud enough to be a person so he's not worried you fell, but he finds it funny to think about you nervously stumbling around.

When you show up at the top of the stairs, he has to blink a few times to actually believe you're real. You look so beautiful, showing your nice legs in a short skirt and your shoulders in a tank top.

“Hey”, you greet him, looking at the things he has in hands and he finally regains his composure.

“Hi”, he gives you a peck on the lips, “this is for you” he hands you a bouquet of red camellias.

You stop for a second, you never received flowers. Before you can answer him, your father's head is popping out of the living room.

“Why is it taking so long for you to bring this guy inside?”, he asks grumpy, he's not too happy about you dating but there's nothing he can do about it.

Chan straightens himself, walking to your father to greet him.

“Good night, sir. I'm Bang Chan”, he clears his throat when your father doesn't say a thing, just staring at him. “I brought this for you”, he shows the wine bottle and your father takes it.

“At least you have good taste”, he nods to the wine bottle Chan stole from his father's collection.

He turns around, shrugging to you and you smile, listening to your sister's chuckles. You take his hand into yours, interlacing your fingers.

In the living room there's a woman that looks too much like you and your sister to not be your mother, she smiles kindly at you two.

She's less intimidating than your father so Chan's greetings to her are less awkward this time. As time goes by, your parents warm up to him, making jokes and even telling him about your childhood.

“The night went great”, you say while walking Chan to his car. “Thank you for coming”

“Your parents are great”, he says, leaning on the door of his car. He takes your hands in his and pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Thank you for inviting me”

He looks so good tonight, his dark hair is carefully styled and he's wearing much more formal clothes than usual, making him look like a prince.

“Can I have a good night’s kiss?” He asks, slyly, seeing you eyeing him up. You nod, putting your hands on his chest and closing the gap between your mouths. Chan's hands slide from your waist to your ass, squeezing slightly, he can't get too into it since he won't be able to go further than a kiss tonight.

You pull away from him when you have to breathe, his lips are so inviting you could kiss him all night long.

“I will see you tomorrow”, he tells you.

There's something wrong with his heart, it's beating so fast he thinks he may be dying. After driving away from you, he calms himself a bit. It's not possible that you were the cause of that reaction, right? This is supposed to be fun, he only has to date you for a while and then break up, no strings attached. So why does he feel such hurt in his chest after thinking about leaving you?

After one more long and sleepless night Chan realized something: he is in love. This feeling snuck in so unexpectedly he didn't even notice he was falling in love. Chan never fell in love before, so he can only guess that this is how it feels to love someone.

He notices every little detail about you, he jokes around all the time waiting to hear you laugh about something he says. Chan likes the way you smell, the way you smile, the way you just look at him so focused while he is speaking. He is in love with your personality, your cleverness, your kindness, your beauty is just a bonus that makes him even more in love with you.

He wants to confess to you, ask you to be his girlfriend, to never leave him.

He even asked for your sister's help to make something for you, maybe a song, he can definitely make something beautiful and romantic for you. Maybe he can cook too, he wants to make you feel appreciated.

He's waiting for your class to finish, seated on the bench in front of the classroom while scrolling through his phone.

He feels someone sitting by his side and before he can look, a kiss lands onto his cheek. Chan puts his hand on his face, blushing and you laugh seeing his reaction. You two did much more than just a kiss on the cheek, why is he embarrassed about it?

“Did you miss me?” You ask him and he rolls his eyes.

“Of course I did”, he grabs your hand, interlacing your fingers. “Should we go to my place?” He asks and you nod, standing up, pulling him to get up too.

It's still a bit weird that you two are together, you never thought liking someone as much as you like Chan could actually happen to you, you could even say you're in love. The only thing that still makes you doubtful is the fact that he didn't ask you to be his girlfriend yet, you have been going out for a month and you do everything together, so why hasn't he made it official?

You still have many questions in your mind, sitting on Chan's bed while he makes popcorn and you choose the movie you're watching tonight.

He enters the room, closing the door and turning off the lights, two water bottles and a huge bowl in his hands.

“What movie did you choose?” He asks, but you can't hear it, your mind is too loud. “Y/N? Are you alright?” He asks, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Are we exclusive?” You ask out of nowhere, ripping the air out of his lungs.

“Yes”, he says firmly, “do you want to be with other people?”

Chan asked that, but he's holding his breath until you answer him, hoping you're going to deny. For a moment, you don't say a thing and seeing you hesitate makes his heart ache.

“No, I-” you try speaking, trying not to sound ridiculous, “I want to be exclusive, I just don't know if you want that”

Chan takes a deep breath, putting the things he has in hands on the nightstand.

“Of course, I want to”, he takes your hand into his, bringing it to his mouth so he can kiss the palm. He's feeling guilty, he's taking his time preparing a nice confession but you're feeling insecure. “I'm sorry I made you feel like I didn't want things to get more serious”, he climbs on the bed, getting closer to you, “let me show you that you're the only one I want, hum? Can I?”

You suck on your teeth, knowing exactly what is about to happen but you just can't say no to him, let's be real, you don't want to say no to him. So you nod, making him smile.

Chan is eager to have you, he has been for weeks, just waiting for you to be ready to give yourself to him. He cups your face, pulling you closer and kissing you.

He helps you lay down on the bed, towering over you while landing kisses down your neck. You feel him biting on your shoulder and he brings his hands to the hem of your shirt, pulling it up. His hands travel around your body, making you hotter.

“You're so pretty, princess”, he says, kissing your chest. You whine, he's taking too much time to get to the place you want the most.

“Channie”, you whisper, “please, touch me”, you ask him.

His smile grows bigger as he mumbles “your wish is my command”. Chan unbuttons your pants, pulling them down your legs, throwing it someplace in the room.

He slides his hand down to your core, your underwear is soaked. He pulls your panties down your legs and brushes a finger along your folds, collecting the wetness before inserting a finger inside, you arch your back to the feeling. It's delicious, but it hurts a bit. It's different from how it feels doing it alone.

“Is this okay?” He asks and you nod. “You're such a good girl, baby, all wet and ready for me.” He whispers, getting closer to your face again. I'm going to put another one”, he tells you. The sensation it's too much already, his fingers are too much.

“Chan”, you moan, “I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that”

“Oh? But I didn't even get to the better part”, he answers pressing his thumb on your clit, making circles.

“Fuck”, you whine.

His smirk grows while he keeps the movement of back and forth inside of you. Before he can tease you more, your legs are shaking and your tight hole is clenching around his fingers. You put your hand on your mouth, covering it so you won't make a loud sound, but he doesn't like that. He wants to hear how well he's fucking you.

“Let's not do that, okay? I want you to be loud, want to hear you scream my name” He says, pulling his fingers out of you and sliding them on his mouth. He comes closer, kissing your neck and face, helping you calm down after your orgasm.

Goosebumps rise all over your body, his kisses feel like fire on your skin, you thought you'd feel less horny after cumming, but you're still so turned on.

Chan kisses your chest, opening your bra. You feel embarrassed when he sees you completely naked.

“You're still dressed”, you point out, face red.

He gets out of the bed immediately, taking his shirt off and his pants too, crawling back to you in only his underwear. His cock is hard, outlined by the thin fabric of his boxers.

You feel the urge to touch him, maybe taste it. So you grab his length, making him groan.

“What are you doing, princess?” He asks, eyes closed from the pleasure of having your beautiful hands wrapped around him.

“I want to make you feel good”, you tell him, pushing his chest and making him fall on his back on the bed. You kiss his neck the same as he was doing to you, suddenly feeling possessive and sucking on the skin, leaving a few hickeys there.

You go down, kissing his chest and stomach, getting closer and closer to his throbbing cock. You pull his underwear down and his cock spring on your face.

“I just- you need to teach me”, you tell him. How can you look at him with such innocence in your eyes when you're about to suck him off?

“Hold the base”, he instructs, “now you can go up and down with your hand.”

 He feels your movements, making him groan. You are bolder than he gives you credit for, since you lick the head of his cock without being told to. You wrap his dick with your mouth, waiting for the next command.

“You can go up and down, princess, yes, like that” he moans, feeling his cock being embraced by your warm mouth.

Chan feels like exploding any time now, weeks of pent-up sexual tension being released. He sees you rubbing yourself on his bed while sucking on him, that just makes him crazier, he wants to make you feel good now, he can let you do the same for him another time.

“Baby”, you hear him say and you stop your movements. “I won't be able to last long with your soft mouth doing that, I need to feel you around my cock”

You nod, letting go of his cock and climbing up, stopping on top of Chan.

“I wanna be on top”, you say confidently.

“Let's do it slowly okay? I don't want to hurt you”, Chan tells you and you agree.

He grabs the base of his cock, brushing the head on your folds, trying to wet it enough to make it easier for you.

It feels like heaven when his cock finally slides inside of you, you're so tight he feels like he can cum at any moment.

Chan sees the pain in your eyes, he doesn't move, “do you want to stop?” He asks worriedly, putting his hands on your hips to stop you from moving but you shake your head.

You keep pushing it in, trying to relax. Chan kisses you, massaging your breasts to help you relax a bit.

When the painful part is gone and you're feeling all the good sensations back, you don't think you can stop, it's too addictive. You start riding on him freely, hands taking support on his chest and head thrown back, the pleasure is just too much, you'll be coming soon.

“Fuck, you look so good riding me, princess”, he says, feeling his own high almost catching him.

“Oh, Channie, I'm gonna cum”, you whine, fastening the movements of your hips, “please, oh, your cock feels so good”

For someone who couldn't talk about a wet dream a few weeks ago you sure talk dirty in real life, Chan chuckles, feeling you clenching around him and when you squeeze his cock for the last time he cums too, filling you up.

You collapse on top of him, breathing heavily. Your eyes are heavy, you're not sure if you can stay awake. Chan caresses your back and plays with your hair, making you fall fast asleep.

You wake up feeling just a bit sore. You're on cloud nine, the night was amazing. When you open your eyes, there's no one in the bed with you. You wrap yourself in the blankets trying to find and collect all your clothes scattered around the room.

The delicious smell that embraces your nose the moment you step out of the room, is enough to make you drool.

Chan is in the kitchen, dressed in nothing but sweatpants and an apron. That's right, he's shirtless. You're feeling bold today, so you get closer to him wrapping your arms around his waist in a back hug.

He lets out a laugh, putting his hand over yours and turning off the stove. He turns around, hugging you.

“Did you sleep well?” He asks, kissing your forehead and you nod, snuggling in his embrace.

“Why didn't you wake me earlier? I woke up missing you”

“Ow, my baby is so needy”, he teases, making you pout. “I was making you, breakfast”

“Hm”, you look at what he was cooking.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, a bit worried, it was your first time after all.

“I'm doing great”, you smile, “just a bit sore, but it's nothing”

He nods, putting his hands on your shoulders and turning you around.

“I'm happy to hear that”, he kisses the top of your head, guiding you to take a seat on the table. “Let's eat so we can go for another round then”, he smirks.

—

“Jeongin is coming here today?” You ask your sister and she nods frantically while fixing her hair.

“He's coming to ask dad's permission to date me”, she giggles excitedly.

“Alright”, you smile seeing your sister so happy.

You're the one opening the door for Jeongin while your sister is getting ready, he's clearly nervous but he's trying to keep his smile.

“Hey!” You give space for him to enter, “Yuna is almost done”

He nods, looking around. Your sister comes down minutes later, leading Jeongin to the living room.

Your father is less hostile to him than he was to Chan, maybe it's because Jeongin is adorable.

After an hour of conversation, you go upstairs, you have a date tonight and need to get ready.

The memories from your night with Chan flood your mind making you giggle and kick your feet, they have been your most cherished thoughts lately. It's a struggle but you finally end your bath after probably an hour.

You walk back to your room, you're already late. However, you stop in front of your sister's room when you hear voices being a little bit too loud.

“You did what, Jeongin?” your sister's voice is a pitch higher than usual.

“I didn't think things would get out of hand”, Jeongin answers, are they fighting?

“In what world did you think that was a good idea?”

“I was desperate, I'm not proud of that”, he answers back.

“There's no excuse for you to ask Bangchan to date my sister”, she tries speaking lower but you still can hear them. Your whole world crumbles with that one sentence, what does she mean by that?

“I didn't do it to be mean, I know how hard it is for your sister to get to meet new people, I thought it would benefit the both of us”, he tries explaining. Your heart is beating too fast, the throbbing in your ears grows stronger and your legs are giving out.

“How am I supposed to tell her now? She is so happy” Yuna cries out. “Don't come any closer, get out of here”, you panic instantly, they can't see you there. But you're too slow, when you finally manage to move Jeongin is swinging the door open. He stops on his tracks, turning white on the spot.

“Y/N-”, he tries to speak, but you run to your room before he can say anything else.

You can't believe this is actually happening to you, you thought that someone finally liked you but everything was a lie? That's not possible, right?

You are going to go to Chan, you two have a date, and he is going to tell you that Jeongin is lying, that he was just joking.

The uber to Chan's apartment doesn't seem to show up fast enough and the ride there couldn't be slower. You're restless, fidgeting with your fingers and shaking your legs.

You pay the man, practically running out of the car and running upstairs. The person who opens the door is not Chan but Changbin, you met him a few times when you were visiting the apartment.

“Hey, y/n”, Changbin greets you. “Chan is not home, but he will be here soon, I heard you have a date”, he says, letting you in.

“I'm going to wait for him in his room”, you tell him, too disturbed to worry about proper manners.

You walk back and forth in the room, anxiously waiting for Chan's arrival. You hear his voice after twenty minutes, he's talking to his friend in the living room when Changbin tells him you're there.

You can hear the fast footsteps leading to where you are, you take a deep breath, trying not to cry.

“Hey, baby”, Chan smiles at you, dropping his bag on the floor and walking towards you with open arms. “Did something happen?” He stops, noticing your face.

You stare at him for a minute, brows knit together and eyes trying to find the least bit of sincerity in the time you two spent together.

“Did you ask me out as a favor to Jeongin?” You ask and his standing falter, how did you find out?

“L-let me explain”, he says, taking a step closer to you.

“So you did”, you feel the tears trying to escape from your eyes.

“Please, just… just hear what I have to say”, he asks, trying to hold your hand, but you pull away from him.

“I don't want to hear a thing from you”, you tell him, running your hands through your hair.

It really was all a lie. How could you be so dumb?

You walk past him, trying to get out of the room, go anywhere but there. But Chan grabs your arm, making you stop in your tracks.

“Please, don't leave”, he begs. You feel a pang in your chest, but it doesn't make a difference since you're already hurting too much.

“You have no right to ask me that”, you pull your arm out of his grasp and walk out of the apartment.

It would be too humiliating to enter the uber while bawling your eyes out, so you decide to walk. You walk for a long time before your feet start hurting and your eyes are burning from how much you cried. You can't believe you really let yourself fall pray to such a scheme, you thought you were smarter than that.

It's obvious you only fell for it because it's Chan, you were attracted to him since the first time you laid eyes on him. You try to believe that it wouldn't be that easy to trick you if it was anyone else.

After at least two hours, you finally reach your house and you're feeling utterly miserable. You greet your parents and walk upstairs, anxiously searching for your room so you can finally let yourself fall and cry as much as you can.

Your sister is seated on your bed, biting on her nails. She stands up as soon as she sees you.

“I'm really sorry”, she says, teary.

You sigh, feeling the weight on your chest even heavier.

“It's not your fault”, you tell her. You start to undress, looking for your pajamas so you can snuggle on your bed until all of this passes.

“I shouldn't have started dating before you”, she whines.

“I don't blame you, so stop doing that to yourself”, you say, even though you feel a bit of resentment because Jeongin likes her truly, he likes her because she's her. Of course no one's going to like you, you're… you.

“But”, she bites on her lower lip, not sure if she should say this, “I think Chan really likes you-”, she stops talking when you give her the meanest glare you ever threw in someone's way.

“I don't want to hear it”, you say.

“He even asked help so he could confess to you in a way you would like”, she continues.

“I'm not going to repeat myself”, you say and your sister knows that tone too well, it's better for her to stay silent for the time being. “If you're done, I would like to be alone”

Yuna nods, glancing at you all the way to the door.

You collapse on your bed, finally able to cry your eyes out without people looking at you in a weird way. This is the moment you realize how much you love Bang Chan, the pain you're feeling is greater than anything you ever felt in your whole life, you truly don't think you'll be able to survive this.

Chan is an idiot, he knows this and you are right to never look at his face again. But even though he knows you're right, he can't accept the thought of you leaving him.

He tried calling and texting you, you blocked him. He tried talking to your sister, she cursed him out and told him to leave you alone. She and Jeongin are on bad terms right now but they didn't break up yet.

He tried to find you in the university, but you didn't show up for the entire week, he just doesn't know what to do.

“You are an idiot”, Hyunjin says after listening to the whole story, “you should have told her about it while you still had time”

“I didn't know I was in love”, Chan runs his hands through his hair, “not until it was too late”

His friend sighs, he just can't see Chan like that anymore. He's just miserable, he looks like he's dying and Hyunjin doesn't doubt it could actually happen at this point.

So as a good friend, he takes this matter into his own hands and calls your sister, trying to convince her to listen to Chan and maybe forgive Jeongin too, Hyunjin is tired of him whining all day long.

“Did you really call me here for this?”, Yuna asks, ready to grab her things and go home.

“Hear me out, okay?” He says. “I know what they did was wrong but they regret it, Jeongin even told you about it”

She huffs, crossing her arms.

“He told me because I was talking about how Chan wanted to ask y/n to be his girlfriend”, she says. “He felt guilty, he would have never told me about it otherwise”

“Chan really likes y/n, he really wants to be with her”

Yuna sighs, she knows that. There was no way Chan could fake the way he looked at you.

“She's not going to believe that”, Yuna says, “y/n is heartbroken, she's not even going to her classes. She just stays in her room all day, crying’

“There's nothing better to fix her broken heart then”, Hyunjin points out, “let's help them meet, they can talk things out that way”

“She doesn't want to see him”, Yuna sighs, “but I do think this is the best solution”

“Okay, I'll text you the day and time, just bring y/n, Chan will take care of the rest”

Yuna nods, collecting her things but before she can stand up, Hyunjin's voice sounds again.

“About Jeongin-”, he starts, but she cuts him off right away.

“This whole mess started because of Jeongin”, she takes a deep breath, “after y/n and Chan resolve this matter I'll see what I'm going to do about him”

Yuna turns around, leaving Hyunjin there. At least he got Chan a chance, he can't save everyone.

Chan can't take it anymore, he has to see you. So he musters all the courage he has and goes to your house. It doesn't help that it's 2 a.m. so everyone is sleeping, except you it seems, since there's light coming from your room.

He begins throwing rocks at your window, trying to make you notice him and after a few tries he sees your face popping out.

Chan wishes he didn't come at all, your face is puffy so he knows you have been crying and the way you're looking at him, it's just awful, he feels despicable. More than he has felt all this time without you.

“What do you want?” You ask, at least you didn't ignore him.

“Can you come down for a bit?”

You sigh, you don't actually want to, but you're afraid he'll make too much noise trying to convince you to go down and wake up the neighbors or even worse, your parents.

You close the window, he knew it would be hard, that you wouldn't want to see him. Before he can turn around and walk away, Chan hears the sound of the front door opening.

You are in your pajamas, holding yourself trying to protect your body from the cold air.

You stop in your tracks, looking at him with an intense gaze, like you can read all his thoughts and know about all his mistakes.

“How have you been?” He asks and you scoff.

“Are you here to survey my mood? I have been feeling like shit, what about you?” He remembers the first time he talked to you, how he wished to see you mad, now he regrets that. He never wanted to see you mad at him.

“I'm not well either”, he says.

You sigh.

“Now that we know how each other is feeling, you can go”, you tell him.

“Can you let me explain?” He pleads.

“Did you start dating me as a favor for Jeongin?” You ask and he sighs, nodding. “That's all I need to know, I would appreciate it if you don't come looking for me anymore”, you say, turning around and going back inside. Tears start running down your face while you go back to your room, when will this pain subside?

—

You are finally back at school, after moping around all day at home for an entire week, you decided it was time to get back to your life. Staying at home just made you feel worse, you didn't have a thing to distract yourself so you ended up thinking about Chan the whole time. That only weakened your resolve to forget about him, you avoided coming to school because you knew you would give in if he tried to approach you.

Your day goes by fast enough and you just want to go home to lay on your bed. You feel your phone buzzing, it's a message from Jeongin. You were so angry with Chan that you forgot to block him.

He should be begging to meet Yuna, so why is he asking to meet you? Maybe he wants your help to fix things between them.

You don't know why you decided to meet him, maybe it's curiosity to know why he did such a thing to you or maybe you want to look at his face and curse at him.

He arrives at the cafe at the set time, looking around for you and walking towards you when his eyes lock with yours.

“Hey”, he says, sitting in front of you. You don't say anything back, not in the mood to be polite.

Jeongin sighs, he expected this much.

“I wanted to talk with you about this whole situation, believe me I didn't mean to hurt you even though it ended up happening in the end-”

“I considered you my friend”, you say making him stop talking.

“I- I'm”, he says, voice a pitch higher.

“Friends don't do what you did”, you say and he nods.

“I know it was an ill executed plan, but my intentions weren't bad, I swear”, he tells you.

“And do your intentions matter if I was the one hurt in the end?” You ask, angrier now.

“No”, he answers. “I'm truly sorry, I swear, I just caught you staring at Chan more than once. I thought this would be good for us both but I was clearly wrong”

You huff, exhausted. You start collecting your things to go home but you hear Jeongin's voice once more.

“Chan really likes you, he fell in love with you”, he says and your heart skips a beat, it shouldn't be behaving like this, not after the heartbreak you are going through.

“I don't care, he lost his chance”, you answer firmly, even though you know it's not true.

“Are you sure?” Jeongin asks, “are you sure you won't regret it? Not let him explain or not hearing him out?”

You glance at him once more, before standing up and walking out of the cafe.

Your mid terms are finally over, that means, you don't have anything to study so you're stuck with your thoughts. Your phone buzzes in your pocket, it's a message from Yuna, asking you to meet her in the arts department.

You reply, saying you'll be there in a moment. What is she even doing there? She's a business major.

The arts department is not far from yours, but it's emptier than you are used to. She asked you to meet in the first classroom of the second floor.

When you open the door, the first thing you see is Bang Chan. He looks awful, worse than you even.

You try going back, but he already saw you, so he stands up, coming closer.

“Don't leave, I'll do anything just… don't leave”

He's pale, and the eyebags he normally has are darker than usual.

“Are you sick?” You ask, worried. It's not like you can stop loving him in such a short period of time, of course you're worried.

“No”, he says, “I mean, I'm not feeling well, but I don't think I have an illness”

You nod, feeling awkward. It's been a while since you felt this way about him.

“Okay, then I'll get going”, you say trying to leave, but his voice stops you.

“I love you”, he is desperate, you can hear it in his voice. However, you're too petty.

“This was part of Jeongin’s plan too?”, you scoff, seeing his lips trembling.

He takes a deep breath, he deserves that, he knows he does.

“I really started going out with you because Jeongin asked”, he starts explaining, “but I fell in love with you, for real”

You feel your heart ache once more, he's about to cry, you can see it. But you're not sure if you can forgive him, even if what he's telling you is true.

“I don't believe you”, you say, shrugging, trying to hold your own tears.

“I will do anything to prove it to you, just say what I need to do for you to believe me”, he says, taking a step closer to you.

“I'm not sure if I'll be able to forget this or even forgive you, Chan”, you sigh, letting your heart speak and not your anger.

“I know I messed up, I don't deserve you I know that too”, he grabs your hand, “but please, I'll prove to you that I deserve a second chance, I'll earn back your trust”, he pleads.

You sigh, even after all this, it seems you still can't say no to him.

“I'm going to need some time”, you say slowly, “but I will give you a second chance, you better not ruin it”, you say.

Chan can't believe you're really going to try and forgive him, he can't ask for anything more.

“I won't disappoint you this time, I promise”, he says, kissing the palm of your hand, the same way he did before.

“Let's see about that”, you sigh, feeling your heart beating fast once again.

You may be making a stupid choice, but you'll only learn by making mistakes. You just sure hope this is not one.

A/N: If you like what I write please reblog or let me know in the comments, feedback gives me motivation to keep writing.

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