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‘You’re perfect’

Pairing: BangchanXfem!reader

Genre: Smut/fluff

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: Breast worship. Self hate. Body negativity. Insecurities. Soft Dom Chan🥺 [hopefully i covered everything]

Requested: @coffeechangbeanie

A/N: Ahhh my first piece of writing that I’m publishing in over a year👀 I had to make sure this was as perfect as I could get it. Thank you so much for the request🖤 I hope this is okay!

Chan softly opened the door to your apartment after you had texted him to come over and help you with something. He had been with the boys but dropped everything the second you asked. He had been your best friend for 8 years and unknown to you, was insanely in love with you. You should’ve noticed the way his eyes never left you, the way he dropped everything for you, the way he got jealous any time you mentioned another man, but you never did. As he walked into your apartment he heard mumbling coming from your bedroom.

“Y/N?” He shouted for you as he approached the door. “Yah, in here.” chan immediately heard how stressed you were and panic set in as he opened your bedroom door to be welcomed by your entire wardrobe of clothes on your floor and you on your hands and knees in amongst it all.

“Y/N what happened? Did a bomb go off in your closet?” He let out a chuckle but quickly stopped once your tired eyes reached his. “Not funny chan” you stood up and threw yourself onto your bed, huffing as you did so. Chan slowly approached the bed and sat softly next to you.

“I can’t help, if you don’t tell me what’s going on” he gently rubbed your shoulder as you sat up and faced him. “I was invited to a party tonight” you sighed looking down at your watch, realising you had less than 2 hours to get ready and meet your friends who had begged you to go.

“Okay... so what’s so bad about that?” Chan was confused by the whole situation as you sucked in a harsh breath. “Because, I was going to wear a new dress I got but it just doesn’t....look....right” you mumbled the last part as you looked down and played with your hands. “What do you mean?” You looked up and let out a sigh at your very oblivious best friend.

“None of my clothes fit right. They all sit funny, every girl in our year at school has the perfect figure and then there’s me. They all have hourglass bodies and I look like a pre-pubescent boy, I can’t even wear a dress without looking like a boy trying on his mums clothes” chan watched as tears littered your cheeks. Before you could wipe them away chan’s hand was on your cheek softly caressing your skin.

“Okay first of all, half the girls ‘hourglass bodies’ aren’t even real, we all know they stuff their bras, and secondly, you are perfect the way you are. Now how bout you go put the dress on and I’ll tell you my honest opinion okay?” You smiled and him and nodded. Chan always had a good eye for fashion so you trusted his opinion.

After a couple of minutes you slowly emerged out of the bathroom in the black dress that pulled in all the right places and stopped just above the knees. Chan watched as you walked to the mirror and examined yourself, he could see the way your hands ran up your sides but he also didn’t miss the grimace on your face when you turned to the side, your eyes immediately landing on your breasts, or lack thereof.

Chan’s eyes widened as he finally realised what you meant by it didn’t ‘look right.’ You thought that because your breasts were on the smaller side, that the dress didn’t look good on you. Well in chan’s eyes, you couldn’t be more wrong. He watched in awe as you turned towards him but his smile dropped when he noticed the tears threatening to spill onto your cheeks.

He stood up and slowly walked over to you. He placed his finger under your chin forcing you to look into his eyes. “The dress, looks perfect on you” your cheeks immediately reddened at the sudden compliment.

“You don’t think it looks...weird?” You smoothed out the dress with your hands . “Weird in what way? Why do you think it looks weird? Tell me everything that’s going through that pretty head of yours right now.” You turned back to the mirror and chan stood next to you as you picked apart your body.

“It isn’t supposed to be this long, it’s supposed to be sexy but...” your fingers played with the hem on your chest as you hid from chan’s gaze. “Dresses like this are made for girls with bigger erm....” your voice became almost a whisper as embarrassment set in. You and chan were close and had seen each other at your highest and lowest but this was different.

“Bigger boobs?” Chan questioned as his eyes met yours. You nodded as your cheeks glowed red.

Chan took your hands in his. “Listen to me Y/N, you are perfect the way you are. This dress looks absolutely incredible on you and anyone who thinks different is obviously blind. Your figure alone is enough to make a man weak in the knees. The way your hair falls so nicely on your shoulders, the way the dress makes your legs look so long and elegant. The way it pulls in at your perfect little waist. You look perfect.” Chan stopped himself when he saw the look of shock on your face.

Nobody had ever spoken about you in this way, not even ex boyfriends. Your mind was going a million miles a minute and then it hit you. You didn’t care what anyone else thought. Only chan. Chan looked at you waiting for a response but none came to mind. The only thing on your mind right now was how close chan was to you, his grip on your wrists, the smell of his cologne and the way his lips slightly parted, ready to be kissed.

So that’s what you did, within a heartbeat your lips were on his. At first chan’s body stiffened but he quickly leant into the kiss, pulling you closer to him as though you would disappear if he didn’t. When you both pulled away you were breathless. “You really mean all of that?” You questioned. Chan looked up at you with dark eyes.

“Y/N, from the minute you walked out in that dress, all I could see was beauty. All I could think about was how good you looked in the dress and how I didn’t want you to go to the party because I wanted to be the only one to see how good you look right now.” He placed his hand on your waist gently almost asking for permission.

You pulled him in to kiss you again, his hands immediately went to your chest, massaging gently. You were both walking back till your legs hit the bed and you fell backwards with chan falling on top of you. You both chuckled into the kiss before pulling away.

“Let me show you how beautiful I think you are?” Chan asked as he kissed down your neck. You let out short staggered breaths and a hum in response to his question. As chan reached the hem of your dress you instinctively held your breath. Chan noticed and pulled his head up, making eye contact with you.

“If you’re not comfortable with anything just tap me twice okay, we’ll stop I promise” you nodded as he placed your hands in his hair. “For now, just lay back beautiful and let me make you feel good okay?” You nodded and chan returned his lips to their previous place as he gently pulled the dress down to reveal your bra.

He hummed as he placed gentle kisses around the edges of the material. He placed his hands at your side before gently pulling your body into his and reaching to undo your bra. He kissed down your arms as he pulled the bra off you. His eyes landing on yours in a silent confirmation that you were still okay with what was happening. As you both smiled he placed his lips against the skin of your chest slowly leaving marks against your skin.

His lips grazed against your left nipple and he heard you suck in a sharp breath and your grip on his hair tightened. “So beautiful baby” he murmured against your skin. His hand constantly massaging at the skin his mouth wasn’t currently paying attention to.

He left marks everywhere his lips landed and the quiet murmurs coming from your mouth every couple of seconds told him everything he needed to know. He sat up grinning and admiring his work as he noticed your eyes drift down to the marks littered all over your chest. Your lips burst into a smile and your eyes lit up.

As he leaned in to kiss you his hands once again found home on your chest, gently squeezing at the skin.

“God you drive me crazy. You really have no idea how perfect every inch of you is, do you?” His words caused a giggle to erupt from your throat.

He let his hands fall to your legs. “I love your legs...”

His hands drifted up and fell against your hipbones “Your hips...”

His hand came to rest in the place it has been the most. “Your boobs...”

Finally his hand came up to rest against your cheek. “Your face...I guess what I’m trying to say is...I love you...all of you.”

He sheepishly bit his lip, waiting for your reaction. You grinned and pulled his lips against yours once more. “I love you to Chan.” He peppered your face in excited little kisses before leaning back to look at you.

“You know if we’re being honest right now. I think your boobs are my favourite part of your body. They’re just so..” he hummed as he played with your chest. “So perfect.” His fingers traced invisible patterns against your chest as his eyes confirmed everything he just said.

Just from looking at him you could tell he loved you and when his eyes drifted over your breasts causing his eyes to darken and lips to part slightly, you knew he wasn’t lying when he said he loved your boobs the most.

"You're So Much Alike." - [B.C.]

Summary: Where you meet his mother for the first time and capture a picture that you will treasure for years to come.

Warnings: None, just a lotta fluff.

Notes: Based on the photo above where Chris recreated his childhood picture w/ his mom.

"When was this?" Your eyes turn to your boyfriend beside you and his head tips in your direction, eyes following only a moment later. A bright smile is plastered on his face as he was previously having a conversation with his mom to the opposite side of himself.

His teeth grit as his lips pull apart in a quiet hiss of thought. "Ah... Mm." His lips press together, brows furrowing as he looks at the picture. "Think I was.. four? Three? Three or four." He nods curtly, eyes drawing up to where you stare at him. ".... What?"

Your smile grows the longer you peer up at him. He doesn't seem to realize how absolutely adorable the photo currently in your hand is. "Nothing. I just love you."

Chan's eyes wander over your own before he giggles, his hand falling to rest on your knee. "I love you too, sweetheart."

"Oh, I was so young here." His mother reaches for the photo, gently taking it from your hand to look down at it. The look on her face seems to say without words that it brings back wonderful memories she couldn't ever forget.

"Please," You murmur, catching her attention with a soft smile. "You look the exact same, Mrs. Bang."

It was kind of his mother to offer to show you baby photos of him. You hadn't necessarily expected it during your first meeting with her, but she seemed more than excited to show you the silly pictures of Chan in the bath, or pictures of him covered in birthday cake when he was two years old. He'd gotten a bit embarrassed at the bath pictures, begging his mother not to show them to you before she countered back with; "What? She's seen it all before anyway!"

And you couldn't argue with that, laughing along as you squeeze his hand in your own. "I mean, she isn't wrong."

You felt incredibly lucky to be able to tag along on this opportunity - visiting Australia with Chan for the first time. The majority of the day is spent relaxing at his family home and getting to know his family; Unfortunately Lucas and Hannah are with their friends, which you can't fault them for, but you get to spend the day with his parents. And Berry, of course.

Their pup seems to take a love to you, following you around instead of sticking to Chan. She sits at your feet while you lean against the kitchen counter and watch his father cook lunch for the group of you; And she treads only a foot or two behind you as you move to dance with Chan's mother in the dining room to the soft music that plays through the house. The room is filled with laughter and the soft banter she exchanges with you on how she may have to steal you from her son with just how charming you are.

Lunch is quiet and soothing, bodies filled with warm home cooked food and Chan's mother asking just how the two of you met - where you saw yourself in ten years, what kind of career you were interested in, and how you felt about her son. Typical first meeting types of questions - But, she seems happy with all of your answers and while you aren't looking, shares an exchanged glance with her son that is telling him to marry you.

It ends as you excuse yourself from the table and move to help Chan at the sink, washing the dishes from preparing the meal and drying them off as he handed them to you. He smiles at you helping him out, about to tell you to go shoo so he can take care of it himself and let you relax. His eyes wander in your direction as you suddenly ask if his father needs another wife - widening in surprise and whispering a soft, "Excuse me?" in shock.

"What? He's literally you but a little older!"

"Are you tryna marry my dad right now--"

-

His father excuses himself from the home about an hour later, something work related beckoning him away. His mother suggests a walk around the park Chan use to run about in when he was little and you eagerly agree, wanting to see more of the local scenery. It's pleasant, a breeze wafting through your hair and brushing over your shoulders as you go. Berry's leash is held careful but firm in your palm and she treads nearby, tail wagging in excitement at just being out.

Without being fully aware of it, you'd fallen behind the mother-and-son duo after being caught up in admiring the nature around you. As your eyes draw back to the pair ahead, you stop walking and Berry takes a few more steps before halting as well. She turns to look up at you in curiosity and when you crouch down, she comes closer to rub her nose against your arm. Hand digging in your pocket, you pull out your phone and let the pair continue walking without disturbing them. Lifting your phone to snap a photo, the picture on your screen looks lovingly familiar to one you had seen earlier.

Chan seemed extremely grateful when you showed him the picture later on - and his mother even more so that evening. His father peeked over her shoulder before gently giving the woman a shake of admiration, hugging her around the waist shortly after. "Jessica, you don't look a day over thirty." And she laughs, swatting at his arm.

Your eyes dart to Chan's and he blinks, meeting your gaze a moment later. Your eyes narrow. "Why am I just now finding out that your mom's name is Jessica?"

chan 48!! hope ur having a lovely day :]

Bboki's Ask Game!!

Bangchan + #48 : What's their ideal kink scene?

See I really cannot picture him being wildly kinky. Unless I'm writing him for a certain kink.

But I just had this thought, because I... fully believe in breeding kink!chris. so...

What about like, a glory hole? One of those ones where it's a massive hole in the little wall/box thing you're laying in, where you're propped on your knees and your ass is sticking out to give him access to both holes. Where he can write on you, spank you, use toys on you. Where he can come in you as much as he wants and make a mess so bad that your skin is just dripping with his cum. I think he'd enjoy that type of thing. *insert smirking emoji*

Ok so Chan with Family #7 IMAGINE HE FOUNDS OUT HIS DAUGHTER IS DATING A YOUNG TRAINEE WHO SHE FIRST MET AT THE JYP BUILDING WHEN SHE USED TO GO BRING LUNCH FOR CHAN AND HER UNCLES OR JUST TO HANGOUT AND STARTED TO

or like maybe another member 's Son???

Family Prompt #7 : His Reaction to your Daughter 'Dating' - Bang Chan

"Saw Jaewon with a boy the other day. Overheard her say it was a date."

Seungmin's bold statement causes Chan's head to whip around almost 180. His daughter, now 8 years old, sits on the couch in the rehearsal room with her legs swinging and Changbin at her side holding two SKZoo dolls. She stares over at her father as his eyes narrow in accusation. "You were with a boy?"

Jaewon is quick to shake her head. "I've only been with -- with," she points at a few of the men in the room, "Uncle Minho and Uncle In!"

Chan's eyes snap to the two mentioned. Minho just shrugs while Jeongin lifts his hands in surrender. "I don't know anything about it! I took her out to lunch the other day but that's it..!"

His gaze redirects back to his daughter, her legs still swinging out from the couch. Changbin had set the dolls down nearby, hands sliding over his thighs slowly as if suddenly... caught red-handed doing something he shouldn't..? "What was his name?"

His daughter's hands twist in her lap, still trying to cover her little lie. "Just a friend, I don't-... I don't remember his name." A pout settles on her lips and Chan has to fight not to fall for it and give in.

"You don't remember your friend's name?" Chan cocks a brow at his daughter that makes her stifle a giggle.

"It was Jisoo."

Changbin takes the Leebit doll from the couch and chucks it hard at Seungmin who rats out his son. "You traitor!" He calls, standing from the couch to dramatically point at the younger man now laughing.

"You were on a date with Jisoo?!" Chan gasps, eyes locked onto the little girl. Her cheeks bloomed red in embarrassment and being caught hanging out with Changbin's son who was only a year older than herself. Her eyes dart to you, sitting against the rehearsal room's large wall mirror.

"Eomma.."

Chan's eyes follow in a quick snap. "You! You knew about this, didn't you?!"

And you laugh, the sound bellowing in the room. The others had joined in on the giggling, including your daughter, her nerves completely gone at seeing you smile. And the way Chan crawls to you, taking your hands and shaking them dramatically. "She's too young to go on dates! Why did you let her?!"

"She asked to go out for ice cream and then asked if Jisoo could come with, Chris! It's not that big of a deal.~"

"It is! She's my baby! She can't be near boys! Boys have cooties!" He continues wailing, frantic about shaking you gently by the shoulders.

You laugh out, gently shoving him back. "You're a boy, Chris."

He pauses to think, then slowly turns to look at his daughter still giggling on the sofa. "You're right." And when he stands to stalk towards her, her giggles turn from giggles into full blown laughter.

Which starts the scene of your daughter running around the practice room to avoid her father and seven uncles stalking towards her like zombies, murmuring about how boys have cooties and how when they get her she'll have cooties, too.

She runs to you for protection, dropping into your lap and screaming out in laughter. When your arms wrap around her, she giggles into your chest and tucks closer. "Don't worry, baby! I'll protect you from the cootie monsters!"

Chan drops to his knees near you and leans in to press a kiss to his daughter's cheek as she squeals with giggles, squirming in your lap. He grins against her dimpled skin before pulling her into his own lap, hugging her tight while she laughs. "There. Now you have cooties from your dad, so you can tell Jisoo to stay away forever cause you already have them and don't need them from him."

Changbin huffs nearby, chuckling. "So our kids can't hang out anymore?"

"Not 'til they're eighteen." Chan hums, eyes closing contentedly as the others laugh in the background.