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This is just a filler fic 😁

(18.03.24- This filler was when I was making my "More than Groupmates" series which i've put a temporary stop to as I just can't get in the right headspace to finish. I rewrote it for Male reader and changed it up a bit. Honestly I think it's better and I will definitely be using Kitten for Minho in the future.)

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“Hey, who did Minho’s hair?” One of the staffs ask as he poked his head into the room the boys were just in to get ready for their performance.

“Uh, I think Mn did, sir.” “I wonder how he does it.” “Does what, sir?” “He always manages to get his hair just right, it’s impressive.”

—-Minutes earlier-—

“That’s it, Kitty~” The cosmetologist praised as his hand carded through the idols hair, gripping it occasionally but otherwise being gentle.

“ah~” The dancer huffs as he leans into his hand, letting him mess his hair up as he lazily rocked his hips back and forth to lazily bounce on Mn's dick.

He never thought he’d be like this with his hairdresser but Mn was just gorgeous, so tempting. If he looks this good, no wonder he was able to get this job and apply it to others.

Minho whines as he sits further back on his lap, Mn going impossibly deeper as the artist grabbed the idols hips and shallowly started thrusting up into the other, Minho’s right hand gripped Mn's upper arm tightly as his left gripped at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer to ground himself as his face burns in it place on Mn's shoulder, mouth open letting out soft noises, every thrust having him grip Mn closer as he resists the urge to let out full blown moans given the fact they were just in a changing room with not a lot of doing coverage.

“Fu- Ah! G-Gonna-“ He couldn’t even finish his sentence, he felt too good but his hips grew tired and Mn could see that, grabbing his hips and calming him down but not stopping his movements.

“Minho, hey, it’s okay.” Mn started slowing down a little making the other whine. “N-No d-don’t stop.” “I’m not going to, kitten, don’t worry.” Mn moved the hand on the brunette’s hip to his front and with the added strokes, Minho choked on his own cry as he came into the stylist's fist.

Even after his climax he didn’t stop moving as Mn finally removed his hand from Minho’s hair and checked his watch. “Minnie, you go on in a couple minutes.” He gasps and lifts his head. Mn’s eyes softened with a hint of panic when he noticed small tears run down his face, not intentionally meaning to make him cry and ruin his makeup artist friends work. Luckily it was just his liner and blush but still.

“B-But you-“ Minho stuttered and tried to move his hips, feeling bad that he couldn’t help his hairdresser finish with the small time they had. “It’s okay. You were feeling nervous and I needed to do your hair.” Mn reached up and moved one strand. “It looks prefect so my task is done.” He smiled softly but all he got was a whine in response and Minho trying to move.

Minho would’ve gotten off of him and move down to help him finish with a blowjob but he liked feeling full as he leaned forward and kissed his neck. Mn's woodsy cologne was intoxicating as he moved faster, his tired sensitive thighs aching as he tried to move the way he could remember Mn liked. He also wanted to be full.

The thought of Mn's cum dripping while he’s on stage spurred him on, no one knowing that it’s happening but it’s there where he could possibly feel it while dancing.

“Kit- Minho, w-wait, don’t do that.” His hips moved in a circle as he licked and kissed Mn's neck, his hand unzipping the stylist's leather jacket, dragging a hand over his black tank top covered chest then moving the top out of the way to drag his nails over the males toned stomach. With a small gasp and Minho biting the area under his chin next to his adams apple, Mn came inside Minho, gripping the dancers hips tightly to hold him down.

Mn let out a gentle moan before stuttering out, "I-Idiot, now I gotta go...find the plug.” “N-No…” “No?” “I-I want t-to feel it…” “While on stage? With the others and your fans.” A quiet moan morphing into a whimper escapes Minho as he jerks. “Huh, never thought you’d be into that. You being the only one who knows about something while others have no idea? While STAY has no idea you did something so incredibly lewd and filthy before dancing on stage in front of them?”

“S-Stop talking…I’ll get turned on again.” “Okay, slut, get up and put your pants back on.” Minho slaps him and Mn smiles, Minho’s right back to his usual self as he gets off Mn's softened member and pulls his pants back on. He lets out a small noise when he already feels it dripping out and leans against the wall, both to collect himself and get feeling back into his legs.

“You sure you don’t want the plug?” “Y-yeah. It’s weird to move with anyway.” He mumbles out, kind of embarrassed that Mn just casually has a plug with him.

“Is my hair okay?” “Have I ever done you wrong, Kitten?” Mn smirks. “Your biased cause you made it this way, I’ll ask someone else.”

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Mn smiles as he watches the screen backstage with the other staff members. “Is Minho okay? He seems a bit wobbily.” An outfit stylists questions. “Yeah, he’s fine. Possibly didn’t eat beforehand.” Another makeup artist responded. “He ate.” Glancing at Mn with a confused look, the makeup artist looked confused while his best friend tapped his arm.

“Next time you do his hair, please watch the makeup.” Mn smirks and whispers back. “Maybe send him to me before doing his makeup.” “I’d still have to work with the tears.” “Tough.” He said but laughed when his friend groaned with a sigh and turned back to the screen.

His eyes turn dark when it hits him again that Minho was seriously on stage currently, his cum dripping out of him and probably staining his boxers, now becoming impatient to see the idol again as he stepped back to hide behind the group of staff, shielding his hard on that’s growing in his pants.

God, he loves his kitten so much.

Felix is looking extra precious and this is what I'm doing with my cuteness aggression. His hair looks so pretty, he looks so pretty and adorable and it's just killing me.

Blogs: @belladonna6-6-6 who gave me the idea. @heartbinn

Tags: Nn means nickname, Mn calls Felix Pixie, Mentions of Chan and a dash of Seungmin, The shortest amount of sad/comfort, not hurt/comfort though, angst? Maybe if you squint idk. Clingy, Lovey Felix, Vaguely shown that Mn is taller, My love for Felix kinda got in the way so Felix may give off Tiny Precious Bean vibes. The fluffiest of fluff.

You nervously sat in the corner of the lobby. Even though he said you guys could've met up at a cafe, you were worried about fans seeing him. That's the only idol thing you've worried about, other than that he's still your Felix.

You were nervous because you felt really out of place in the JYPE lobby, not because you were nervous to see Felix. He's made sure to send you photos as he grew up away from you and with all the photos, the boy next door got cuter and cuter. He still had your favorite freckles and adorable face.

The recent photo solidified, as if it wasn't solidified already, how much you've grown to love the boy. You don't know when it happened but eventually you realized when he sent you a photo of the first time he dyed his hair. It was a photo of him laughing at something, he just looked so precious and happy and the moment you thought his freckles were cute, you honestly had a little bit of a crisis but that night when he called you to show his hair, looking so excited and happy, you realized the crisis was for nothing and you really did love Felix more than you thought.

A tap on your shoulder snapped you out of your thoughts and nail biting as you looked up. He wore a black beanie, a few hair strands framing his face, and a black mask you could tell he was smiling under. Your whole body relaxed as you stand up and pull the shorter male into your arms, his arms wrapped around your middle as yours around his shoulders. You were still taller than him, you've always loved how fun sized he was.

"Hi Mn!" "Hi Pixie." He giggles softly, nuzzling further into your chest before pulling back, arms still around you while he bounces and the balls of his feet. "I can't believe you're here!! You're actually here! Sorry, Can you tell I'm happy?" He smiles and you laugh. "Yes, I can. I'm glad to see you again, Felix." "Me too. Come on, I really want you to meet the boys." He grabbed your hand but you didn't budge. "Mn?" "I'm already nervous from being in this building alone, I don't know about meeting your group."

"Mn, I know you and you match all of them so perfectly it's crazy. Plus~ You know Chan-Hyung is also from Australia. He loves you." "How?" His face turns red as he laughs softly. "I-I may or may not tell him everything about you...You're my best friend, I wanted my other friends to know about you too." "That's sweet...Okay, let's go." He squeals happily and you follow behind him. "Oh, forgot to mention, Chan is actually in the car too." "Felix!" "I'm sorry!" He laughs and you can't help but smile at him.

Even though he said he wanted you to meet the others, he dragged you to his room once you got to his dorm. Chan was surprisingly really easy to converse with the whole car ride, might've been his natural friendly aura but his was so nice and the conversation flowed smoothly.

"What- Felix!" Chan yelled after the boy who just pulled you away. "Pixie, I thought you wanted me to meet the others?" You chuckle. "You will. I get my best friend first." He reasoned and you laugh as he pulls you into his room. He hugs you again, so tight as if he'll think you'll disappear from him. "Hey, you okay? Thought you were really excited to introduce me?" "I am. Just need a moment." "Oh okay."

Only a few seconds later, he started shaking and his hold on you got tighter. "Lix?" "I s-still can't believe I'm hugging you...th-that you're here..." He whispers before shifting, you barley see his face as his arms go around your neck and he's tightening his grip, you take the signal and tighten your own arms around his waist to pick him up and let his legs wrap around you. "Lixie?" "I-I wish we could be together forever." You knew he didn't mean it in the way you'd mean it but you smile nonetheless. "C-Can you...I wish y-you could stay h-here, now that y-you're here I don't w-want you to leave." "Aw, Pixie...I'm sorry."

He sniffs, pulling back to look at you. You were gonna put him down but could feel his legs were gonna collapse if you did when you moved your hands to hold him better. "Felix..." He was crying, moving one of his hands to wipe away the tears before he moved his legs and you sat him down. "I'm sorry." "It's okay, come here."

You move to his bed, sitting down and moving your legs enough for him to sit on the floor in front of you. He does as told and sits in front of you. You take off his beanie, putting it to the side before combing your fingers through his hair and scratching his scalp. He hums contentedly and leans against your knee, you smile down at him before speaking. "Can I wash your hair like when we were kids?" "Only if I can with you." "Of course. I can also braid your hair after too."

You guys move to the bathroom, Felix holding your hand as you follow and a few of the boys watch after. "Are they friends?" Chan slaps Seungmin's arm with a scolding look on his face. "They are..." "but?" "but when we talked in the car and he was telling a story about Felix...I think Mn sees him as more."

You're sat on the toilet and Felix is laying on your lap, head over the tub and running under the faucet. He's talking about any little thing that comes to his mind as he points at his products. You caught yourself when you had slowed down massaging the product through his blonde strands and just listened to him talk cause the temptation to lean down and kiss his forehead was almost too much.

When it was your turn, you laid across the toilet while Felix kneeled next to you, using his products on you. He told you to tell him what you've been doing but you just stared at him without realizing. You did speak but it was slow and you paused a lot, just watching him. You noticed that there was a dust of blush of his freckles but you took that as just being in a warm room.

You dried eachothers hair and you sat on the edge of the tub and began french braiding his hair, he almost fell asleep before you finished and switch spots with him. The braid was kinda sloppy and he didn't really like it so he took it out and put your hair in his usual updo.

You guys walked out, no one was in the living room anymore and he pulled you to the couch, putting on a movie you thought was random until you heard the familiar sound of the movie you and Felix would watch nonstop as kids.

He sat you on the couch before running off then coming back with a blanket and a couple snacks. "You really had tonight planned." "Well, kind of. The cafe plan I had fell through from other reason but I thought just bringing you here was a better idea."

He sat close to you, crossing his legs as the movie began and you lean back, feeling really happy being with Felix again as you let Felix cover you up with the blanket he brought in.

Half way through the movie, Felix leans on your shoulder and takes your hand into his, playing with your fingers while his attention was still on the movie. You took the opportunity and held his hand in yours and laid down, pulling him with you to lay with you. "I might cry if we get cozy cause you can only stay for one day and we can't stay this way." He says as he leans above you. "Then I'll hold you the whole time, trust me I've been trying not to cry since you first hugged me when we got here."

He smiles, laying on your chest as you wrap your arms around his waist and shoulders, hugging him tightly in return to him snuggling further into you, his hand resting on your heart and you hope he can't feel how fast it's beating.

You subconsciously rub his back, the movie taking your attention back and it's not until the happy ending that you notice Felix is asleep, not hearing his usual comment of how adorable he always thought the end of the movie was. The end credit song plays as your eyes take in his features.

You move your hand from his back and up to his face, moving a loose strand of hair to the side before your finger traces over his freckles, a barely there touch so you don't wake him up as you move again and you get so lost in your thoughts about Felix you don't realize your thumb lightly brushing over his bottom lip. "Shit, I love you so much, Pixie..." Your eyes stung as you pull him closer and rest your forehead on his. "I love you more than I realized. You're so adorable and pretty...I'd confess to you if I didn't have to leave tomorrow..." You press your lips lightly to his forehead.

"You're so cute, Pixie..." You wrap your arms around his tightly again, lips pressed to the top of his head as you hold back your tears before you're pulling back as Felix moves. He sits up, you take notice of his glassy eyes when he opens his eyes and a soft coo escapes your lips. "Lixie..." "Please don't leave..." "I wouldn't have anywhere to stay. Plus, I have a job." "It's a fast food place, Mn-ie...And you can stay here." "I couldn't do that to you and your group. I'd get in the way." He shakes his head defiantly. "You wouldn't. I s-swear, you'd be fine h-here." "Even if I stayed here in your room, What would I do? I don't know Korean or anything." "You can help Chan...He knows about your music skills." "That's...too much, Felix. I can't."

Felix suddenly leans down, pressing his lips to yours in a soft kiss as a noise of shock leaves you before you kiss back. He pushes forward, the soft kiss turning firm, your left hand moves up to cradle his face as he tilts his head and slides his tongue on your bottom lip but before you could let him, he pulled back and laid back on top of you, crying into your shoulder. "I-I'm s-sorry. I-I heard you...I love you, too, Nn. I-I didn't want to c-confess e-either. Th-That's why I want you to stay...a-at least stay for me? Y-You w-won't be in th-the way, I promise, just...please..."

Your tears finally fall as a soft sob slips past your lips and Felix sits back up, kissing your lips before holding your face in his small hands that shake slightly as he wipes your tears. "I-I can stay, Pixie...I will, okay? You swear I won't be in the way?" "I swear to JYP." You can't help but laugh and lean into his hand. "That's big." "I have you after years of being apart, I don't even think I would let you go if you did leave."

"I would have to go back at some point. I only have a bag with a days worth of clothing." "As long as I go with. I really don't want to leave you." "Good, you have to explain to my parents why I'm moving." He laughs, kissing you again and sliding his tongue past your lips to tangle with yours for a moment and a small whimper slips out of him before he pulls back, resting his forehead on yours. "Sorry..." He giggles shyly and all you do is laugh and wrap your arms around him, kissing his cheek before placing your hands on his thighs and sitting up, keeping him on your lap as you turn the tv off then standing up to take him to his room.

You lay him in his bed before falling on top of him. He laughs when you nuzzle into his neck and kiss his jaw, rolling over to move so he nuzzles into your neck instead, your arms squeezing him tightly as his wrap around your middle and he falls back asleep in your arms a little while later. You smile, kissing his forehead before you fell asleep as well.

The next day, Chan realizes he hadn't seen you all morning. It was noon and he hadn't seen Felix either. When he checked Felix's room, he saw you asleep and Felix laying on your chest, looking up at you with adoration as he gently traced your cheek then your bottom lip before lightly kissing your jaw.

Chan smiles, the thought of you having missed your flight gone from his mind as he pieces together that Felix must've told him he could stay. Knowing you, Chan does hope you two could have fun together cause he's aware of your music talents.

For now, he winks at Felix who finally notices him in the doorway before he leaves. Felix smiles into your chest and you subconsciously pull him even closer.

Felix didn't think it was possible, but he's even happier in this moment, in your arms, than he was when he debuted.

Maybe, maybe, just maybe

Some unrequited love between m reader and Jackson wang. Reader confesses his love to Jackson but Jackson just says sorry and leaves reader standing there alone sad and upset (I’m thinking reader is a soloist who has a lot of friends in the industry and he’s performing at Coachella) days later before he goes on stage he sees 88risings performance and sees Jackson and bibi perform together and gets upset cause he thinks they’re a thing (side note their chemistry on stage was so omg) and he gets sad so on stage he performs an unreleased sad song and after the performance he runs off crying and ends up finding comfort in the arms of another 👀👀👀👀 that’s all I got pooks 👀🖤👀🖤👀🖤

Umm...first time writing outside Stray Kids, incredibly nervous but thank you for sending a request ☺️😬😖 I had to do so much video research and just research in general cause I didn't know much about what you wanted, that's how I learned Atarashii was at Coachella

I'm actually really scared this isn't good cause I've honestly barely gone out of my writing zone with SKZ so if it's bad I'm really sorry.

Tags: Very nervous writing cause I try to make everything perfect 😅, short, Wise words from Han's father (Tiger JK😂), Fading Echoes is a fake song name...um...yeah, idk what else. I inserted Chan cause I couldn't help myself.

Side note: If anyone wants to be tagged when I post, lmk! I can definitely add you!

You stood backstage at Coachella, your heart pounding with anticipation. As a k-pop soloist, this was a dream come true, performing at one of the world's biggest music festivals. But amidst the excitement, your thoughts kept drifting to Jackson Wang, your friend and fellow idol.

When Jackson finally appeared in your line of sight, a smile lighting up your face, your nerves intensified. This was his chance to finally confess, it's been years and you can't stomach the nervous churning bubbles in your stomach anymore whenever you're with you friend. "Jackson" You call out and he makes his way over to you.

"Can I tell you something? It's important." Jackson's expression is curious as he tilts his head at you. "Sure, Mn. What's on your mind?"

Taking a deep breath, you gathered as much of your courage you can muster. "I... I have feelings for you. I've been wanting to tell you for a while now."

For a moment, there was silence, and your heart raced with anticipation as you felt like if you bite your lip nervously any more it may bleed. But then Jackson spoke --the churning of your stomach swirling tenfold-- his face was covered with a look of shock at your admission before it was taken over by a look of sympathy or awkwardness, you couldn't tell, his voice gentle yet firm. "Mn, I'm sorry, I-" Is all he said with a sigh before he looked away and just walked away.

With those few little words, your world felt like it shattered, your eyes wide and mouth dropped open as you watched in disbelief as Jackson just walked away, leaving your standing alone, feeling utterly rejected even though he didn't say anything but you could still tell, he's your friend, you know his answer or thoughts before he speaks them. That's what hurt though, apparently you've been focused on the wrong guy...

A while later, despite your lingering hurt, you put on a brave face as you enjoyed the other performers. You watched the artists of 88Rising perform, getting to say a small hello to Atarashii Gakko as they went on stage, and you felt a pang of jealousy when you later saw Jackson interacting with Bibi, you thought they looked way better together then you and Jackson would, along with feeling the need to be sick, but at your own self for thinking confessing to Jackson was a good idea.

When it was your turn to perform, you changed your set and performed 'Fading Echoes', a song you always thought was too melancholy for your usual upbeat or sensual songs. As you finished, tears threatened to spill from his eyes, and he fled the stage, seeking solace in the anonymity of the backstage area.

There, you ran into Tiger JK, another artist he admired. "Hey, Mn, right?" "U-Um, Yeah, sorry for running into you." You bow deeply before standing upright. "You okay?" "Um...." "It's okay if it's too personal. Your song out there was so...powerful." "Really? Kinda thought it sucked from my other stuff." "No, it was really good. I could feel the emotions." He tilts his head, looking over your face before placing a hand on your shoulder. "I can also see your emotions, you sure you're okay?"

Taking a deep breath, you shake your head. "Um, sort of? I...I confessed to my friend that I liked him...all he did was apologize and walk away..." JK hums to himself. "I still like him though but...now I don't even know if our friendship still exists."

Tiger JK listened patiently as you poured out your heart before speaking with his arm wrapping around your shoulder. "Mn, you sound like an amazing guy. So what if one dude doesn't like you but you shouldn't chase after someone who can't see your worth."

You nodded, your heart heavy yet strangely lighter at the same time. As Tiger JK tightened his arm and gave you a tight side hug, you couldn't help but feel grateful for his kindness.

"Y'know, you remind me of someone." "I do?" "Absolutely. His name is Chris." "Chris?" "Or Chan. I think you two would get along great, plus he's an idol as well." You easily fall into another conversation which was mainly JK telling you about his friend.

Though, you couldn't stop but think if it was worth keeping Jackson as a friend. You've known him for a long time but after your rejected confession, it feels too awkward.

You'll think about it later though, cause your brought back from your thoughts when JK offers you his phone with a picture of him and another guy, maybe the same age as you, and when JK tells it that it's Chan, you forget about Jackson, cause honestly JK's friend is...cute.

mmmmm this is bad, I'm sorry. Well, no, it's...okay. Honestly I'm not proud of this but it's good, I think, and I hope you liked it 😬

I feel disappointed in myself and idk why but no, it's good, I'm stepping out of my stray kids comfort zone even though it feels weird.

It's 5:30am....😶

Here's some more Channie fluff ☺️

I immediately passed out after this 😴

The sound of rustling and the movement of your blanket caused you to stir in your sleep.

In a half-awake state, you groggily turned your head to investigate the source of the disturbance. Your room was still cloaked in darkness, with moonlight seeping through the curtains and the tranquil sound of raindrops tapping against the window. The rhythmic patter was usually soothing, but tonight it served as a backdrop to your confusion.

"Who's that?" you mumbled, still disoriented.

It wasn't unusual for one of the boys to climb into your bed. Most times, you would wake up to find them in your arms and not question it, simply accepting it as part of the close bond you shared. However, it was always a surprise when it was Seungmin because it was rare for him to seek out such comfort.

"Just me, sorry to wake you." The voice was familiar but not immediately recognizable in your groggy state. You turned onto your back, instinctively pulling the figure closer to you and onto your chest. He landed with a small "Oomph" and a soft chuckle, wrapping his arms around your middle. His warm hands moved under your bare back, slipping beneath your hoodie, sending a shiver up your spine.

You promptly drifted back to sleep, comforted by the weight and warmth of the person on your chest. The male laughed softly, snuggling into your chest. Your hoodie was soft against his cheek as his thumb rubbed back and forth on your spine, holding you tightly.

Hours later, you woke up to a semi-dark room, the rain still lightly pattering on your window. You groaned, arching your back as you stretched but stopped short when the weight on your chest became noticeable. You looked down as your arms fell to the person's back.

He had moved up overnight. He was still on top of you, but now his head was resting on your shoulder, his soft exhales against your neck. His hoodie covered his face. Gently, you moved a hand up and peeled back the hoodie to reveal your beloved hyung, Chan.

You groaned softly, shifting slightly onto your side and tucking him under your chin as you pulled the comforter further up over both of you. Chan shifted in his sleep, your right arm crossing behind his back and resting on his waist. His left hand subconsciously intertwined with yours, keeping your arm around his back. His right hand rested on your heart, and your left hand rested on his sweats-clad thigh that was thrown across your lap.

It felt almost natural with Chan, cuddling so close and intimately. With the others, you cradled them or spooned them from behind, but with Chan? You could never stop the flutter in your stomach and the tightness in your chest from how you could almost instinctively lock your limbs with Chan's so perfectly.

Whether it was lying on him during a break from practice, lying on his stomach to take a quick power nap before a performance, or him lying on you in the studio when a particular track was stumping him, you both just seemed to fit perfectly. Neither of you knew when it started, just falling into each other's comfort seamlessly.

Looking down at his sleeping face and your intertwined hands, a gentle smile took over your face before it faltered and you looked back up to his face.

When did you start wanting to wake up with him every day? When did you start wanting to hold him forever and not let him go? When did you start wanting to be the only one seeing him in such a peaceful state? When did you start seeing him as more than just a group leader and brother? When did you start...loving him?

When did you start wanting to hear him call you "Jagi"? Wanting to hear him call you"baby"? Wanting to go out, just the two of you, in a more intimate setting? Wanting to hear him call you his?

Your inner conflict took you away from noticing Chan stirring in his sleep, burying his face into your chest for a moment before pulling back and looking around. He glanced at the window, hearing the rain, then back at you.

Suddenly, he let go of your hand, pushing the blankets away and cradling your face, snapping you out of your haze. Your eyes shot up to meet Chan's, who was hovering over you.

"Mn, what's wrong?" His voice was still riddled with sleep, his thumbs at your cheeks, wiping away your tears. "Are you okay?"

You inhaled heavily, almost gasping as you lifted your left hand up, resting it on his cheek before sliding it to the back of his neck and pulling him down towards you. You followed your instincts, softly pressing your lips to his.

He gasped, eyes wide before they slowly fluttered closed. He leaned in, making the kiss firmer as he slowly moved onto your lap and tilted his head slightly.

A soft sob against his lips had him pulling back and opening his eyes. "Hey, Mn, it's okay." "I'm sorry...I-I don't know when or h-how but it just did and I'm sorry." "What's wrong?" He asks again.

"I love you, hyung." Your voice was barely above a whisper. "I love you way more than I love the others, I love you way more than just a leader, I-I love you way more than a brother and I-I'm sorry.."

He moved a hand from the side of your face to cover your mouth. "Mn, it's okay." He smiled down at you with a gentle smile, giggling softly. "It's okay because...well, I love you, too."

Your brows relaxed from your worried expression and Chan slowly removed his hand. "Now, are you done rambling?" "Uh...Y-Yeah." "Good, 'cause I want to kiss you again." He didn't let you answer, leaning back down to connect your lips again.

You attempted to separate for only a moment, but he kept you in place, grabbing your wrists and pinning them next to your head. Laughing against his lips, you bucked your hips up slightly and managed to push against his hand, knocking him to your left and flipping him to lie on his back, switching spots.

"Woah, you're stronger than I remember." "Or you're just weak and want to be under me." He went to protest but settled to just slap your chest. You grabbed his wrist, pinning both next to his head this time with your combined soft laughter.

"Be mine, Hyung?" You hoped he couldn't hear the need to hear him say it, but he did, and he smiled.

"I'm yours, Mnie." You then leaned down and kissed him again, but this time you stayed until there was no more air. You confidently bit his bottom lip, and he hummed softly against your lips before parting them, letting you take control and deepen the kiss.

You didn't know when it started...

You didn't know how it started...

Either way, you were glad it happened...

As you both lose yourselves in each other's presence, the gentle pitter-patter of rain outside has come to a pause, and rays of sunshine now gently illuminate your room. The cozy glow seeps through your curtains, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere that perfectly mirrors the deepening bond between you and your beloved Channie, as your relationship blossoms into something truly special and meaningful.