Damn That Chan Draft Is At 300+ Notes

Damn that Chan draft is at 300+ notes 😳

Oh shit, I coulda sworn I posted the angel boyfie felix x bratty mischievous boyfie beomgyu x reader thing forever ago. either here or on my other tumblr.

I just found the draft and I don't see the post so now I'm confused

oh, well, uh, get ready for that shit.

© FROM. ZERO

felix x reader x chan 18+ only, minors dni themes: suggestive, bit of dacryphilia, some comfort

[1:56] It’s about 2 a.m. when you realize Chan’s warmth isn’t near you anymore. You look around the dark room only making out the cracked door with fairly bright light seeping in. It’s a bit strange as Chan always turns off all the lights at night. Even if he’s awake he tries to turn on as few as possible so as not to disturb you.

You slip from under the covers. Sliding your feet into slippers, you quietly go to look for Chan. As soon as you leave the room, you hear hushed voices. He’s obviously not alone. Not too strange as the members pop in whenever, especially since some of them have developed sleepless habits from their insomniac leader.

It becomes clear this isn’t a normal visit as the sound of sobbing becomes clear. As you enter the living room you see a sad felix hunched over. Chan has a hand on his back trying in vain to calm the younger man. From his wet chest you can tell he had been holding him for quite sometime before now.

Almost on autopilot, you rush over only to be stopped by your boyfriend’s hand. He shakes his head as if not wanting you to get involved but you can’t help it. 

“Lixxie” you call. He looks up quickly, face red and wet with so many shed tears. He looks at you for a second before his face crumbles. Your heart clenches painfully at the sight. You had only been a few steps away when Chan stopped you so it takes only one long stride to grab him in your arms.

He wraps his arms around you, holding tight as he sobs into your stomach. His whole body shakes with emotion. His breathing grows uneven and you soothe his back whispering to “Breathe for me. Deep breaths” Chan’s hand soothed his lower back as well. He looked on, almost seeming in pain at the despair of one of his boys.

He finally pulls back to look up at you again. You crouch down and hold his cheek as he only looks at you, almost in quiet awe. You see him looking over your features with those pretty sparking eyes. They look even prettier with those crystalline tears. You swallow the thoughts quite literally. “Fel-”

He kisses you before you can finish. It feels almost unreal at first. Despite the speed at which he moved to claim your lips, it was soft like you had shamefully imagined many times over. After a moment(you’re honestly unsure just how long, but definitely longer than you should have) you pull back. You blink incredulously at him before looking over to Chan. Though it somehow felt like just you and Felix were in the room, that was still far from the case. Your boyfriend sat there watching you indulge in another man. His friend. His emotionally vulnerable friend.

But looked back at you calmly. “Chan”

“It’s ok. Make him feel better baby. Doesn’t he deserve it?” His words were spoken surely and sincerely. And by the raise of his brow, that question was not rhetorical.

You looked back to the boy whose face you were now holding at a small distance. His soft eyes were pleading with you but were also curious of your answer, wanting to mask the sadness. He needed this.

“Of course he deserves it. He’s a good boy.”

old draft i just found

Imagine you want Chan to cum inside you so bad that you try to coax him into it. Mewling ‘please’ over and over again as he reaches his peak. He gets mildly annoyed but just fucks harder to make you cum first until he pulls out to cum on your stomach. You pout but he says something about it being too gross and weird.

You get very quiet after that, not speaking a word as he cleans you up. When he gets into bed you immediately get up to go to the living room. He is disappointed since he was hoping to fall asleep next to you since he had to work early the next morning but he goes to sleep anyway.

Two nights later, he came home earlier than usual to spend time with you but you’re obviously upset. You’ve barely spoken to him or touched him since that night. He’s barely even made eye contact with you. Felix notices the tension but doesn’t say anything until he sees you walk right past Chan out of the kitchen when he was clearly going to say something to you. He finally asks “Is everything ok? She’s been like this for a few days.”

Chan, now annoyed though slightly embarrassed, speaks through pink cheeks. “She is just upset she didn’t get what she wanted.”

“What did she want?”

Chan stumbles and stutters for a moment before just saying something vague about a “bedroom fantasy”. “I just don’t think I should sacrifice what I want just so she’s not a brat. I don’t want to feel gross when I’m sharing a moment with her.”

Felix’s brows furrow knowing you wouldn’t be that upset over something so selfish but he isn’t sure what it even is nor is he sure if it’s his place. Before he can say anything you speak up from the doorway.

“Fuck you, Chris.” Both men look towards where you were standing with angry tears. “I’m not being a brat and I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable.”

“Then why have you been acting like this?”

“Because” you paused and Felix noticed you were hugging yourself. “Because you keep calling me gross and weird”

Felix was alarmed at the sight of your tears and rushed you comfort you. You fully buried yourself in his arms.

“I didn’t call you gross, just what you were asking.” Chan tried in vain to argue.

“Do you think having your cum on my stomach is better??” You fired back. “Or my mouth or my ass?”

Felix was frozen, veeeery sure he should not be hearing this.

Meanwhile Chan was lost for words.

“Sex is fucking gross in general but I’m not trying to make you do something your uncomfortable with. I just don’t want to be called weird or gross.” He could barely hear the last part because you buried your face in Felix’s chest as you began to cry harder. “I thought I could share things with you but you made me feel bad about myself instead”

Chan felt worse than bad. He hadn’t thought about that, any of it. Sex isn’t the most sanitary thing. Personally he’d never had cum on him the way you had so he couldn’t even argue how gross it might’ve felt relative to cumming inside you. Most importantly, he hasn’t meant to insult you. He would never try to hurt your feelings especially in a vulnerable moment.

“______ I’m so sorry!! I hadn’t thought about it like that.” He apologized profusely. Felix tapped you gently, pointing to Chan whose arms were now open to give every bit of comfort he could. You accepted, albeit hesitant, though once you were there you squeezed him tight as you cried. He squeezed back, tears of his own falling as he continued to apologize. After a few minutes, he picked you up, yours arms still tight around him, taking you back to his room.

Felix stood there for a moment. “I feel like I shouldn’t have heard any of that.”

In the end, Chan’s innocent comfort turns to apologetic lust and he ends up granting your request. From the moment he feels himself release into your waiting walls he learns something- he loves it.

He gets hooked instantly from that moment. You smiled contently not knowing you’ve awakened the beast- Chan’s breeding kink.

I didn’t proofread or format 🤷🏽‍♀️ I just wrote some shit out so I might delete