Screaming In My Pillow At 12am??? - Tumblr Posts
STARS ALIGNED.
PART II
Bangchan x reader. (s,f)
Chapters: Part I
Author's note: It's getting spicy from here.......... hehehe
Chan came to your apartment on a Saturday night, he dressed properly and fixed his shirt before pushing the doorbell of your apartment.
"Oh hey!" You said as you opened the door with that sweet smile of yours that always welcomed him.
"Little Chan is at his dad's," you told him even before he could say anything, knowing that he comes to play with little Chan.
Chan smiled and nodded, "I know," he said because of the phone call you had a few days ago.
"Have you had dinner?" He asked you.
"Not yet," you replied, "I was about to order some food honestly,"
"Let's have a dinner out," he invited, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his dark jeans when he asked you to hide his nerves.
You smiled and looked at him as you thought of a reply, "why don't you wait inside while I change my clothes?" You asked, then let him inside.
Seeing that Chan dressed nicely, you decided on a simple dark dress and put a cardigan on since the night was getting cold toward autumn.
He took you to a nice restaurant with a nice view, and you couldn't be more enjoying the company you were with, especially when he eats so well like that.
"Did I have something on my face?" He asked because he noticed you were watching him.
You shook your head, "I just like seeing someone who eats well like you," you answered.
All of a sudden, it was his turn to stare at you as you scooped your dessert with the small fork, "do I look appetizing more than this slice of tiramisu?" You joked.
"Yes, definitely," he answered.
You laughed at his answer.
But he wasn't joking. You looked so beautiful to him, so radiant and lively, smart and witty, every conversation he had with you was always interesting and made him think out loud.
Chan needed to clear some things before he took things further.
"Can I ask you something?" He asked.
"Yes,"
"When is the last time you dated someone?"
You took a quick sip of water, "I didn't even think about it until you asked me this," you honestly answered.
"Why didn't you date?" He asked as he leaned forward on the table, "I mean, you're beautiful and still young,"
"But I'm also a divorcee and have a son, I don't think anyone would easily swipe right on that," you playfully said, then wiped your mouth with a napkin.
"Are you scared to start a new relationship?"
"Aren't we supposed to feel that, a mix of fear and excitement when you start a new thing?" You asked him back even with a mind-boggling question.
"That's true," he agreed.
"I don't essentially need a partner," you boldly stated.
Chan tipped his head to the side hearing your statement.
You took a sip of your water again, "But I do want someone who I can rely on, because it gets tired to be on my own at times," you muttered.
You were so open, so fragile like the glass you were holding in your hand at that time.
It was raining when you get outside, and thankfully the restaurant owner lent you an umbrella to walk back to your car.
You linked your arm with Chan and huddled close together as he held the umbrella, shielding you both from the pouring rain. After a moment of walking, half of Chan's shirt was soaked because he put the umbrella leaned to your side.
You put his arm around you instead to huddle closer to him, and he smiled at you.
"Can I ask you something now?" You asked him.
"Sure!"
"Why me?" You asked.
You both stopped walking on the pavement as he looked at you, feeling caught by the question.
You looked at him with a smile on your face, "I have nothing to hide anymore. You know who I am, what I am, how I live my life, and you know my son," you said.
You put a hand on his arm, "I mean, look at you! You can have someone much better than me, more beautiful and younger," you said to him.
"Why me?" you asked again.
Chan took your hand and clasped it together with yours, "I don't want someone much better, more beautiful, or younger. The person I want is right in front of me," he answered and tried to say it louder than the sound of rain.
"I want you," he said to you, then leaned in.
He put a hand on the small of your back to draw you closer with one hand steadily holding the umbrella, then kissed you, kissed you so tenderly, and the kiss sent a warm feeling all over you, replacing the cold from the rain.
You pulled away to put your hands around his neck, voluntarily being the one leaning in since he was the one holding the umbrella.
You put a hand on his jaw to angle his head, then kissed him again.
He returned the kiss with the same passion, a hand on your back pulled you closer like you weren't close enough.
Back in your apartment, Chan kissed you the moment you unlocked the door. Knowing that your apartment was empty, he steered you to your bedroom with his mouth latched with yours.
You fumbled to open his wet shirt with your hands pruning up from the cold, but Chan decided to rip it open.
Lifting you by your waist, lay you down on the bed, he kissed you hungrily with you pinned underneath him. His hand reached for the zipper of your dress, and you halted him.
"Chan," you called him.
He snapped his eyes up at you, his lips red and swollen from the kisses, "yes?"
You brushed his damp hair to the back, then held his face, "I'm not very confident about this," you told him.
You swiped your thumb over his lips before he could speak something to deny your remark.
"I gave birth before. I'm not as attractive as you think I am," you sadly muttered to him.
He caught your hand and kissed your wrist, "let me see and prove it myself," he said to you.
You meekly obeyed and let him undress you, pulled the zipper of the dress down, then took it off of you. He kneeled on the bed seeing you lying on the bed with your matching underwear in cream white color.
He couldn't believe you would say something to your heavenly body and said it's not attractive as he ran his hand down your chest, his fingers tugged the cup of your bra with fingertips gently grazed your breast, then down to your stomach.
And yes, he saw the flaws you have and proof that you gave birth before, but he didn't see any difference in bodies he had seen before.
You are heavenly, beautiful, and evoked so much desire in him that made him impatient, couldn't control his hands as he let them roam freely on your body.
He put a hand behind you to snap open your bra then tossed it away, and your hands flew to cover your chest.
"Let me see all of you," he said to you in a low voice.
He slowly removed your hands and exposed your bare chest to him, his mind went haywire just thinking that they were once full with breast milk.
He licked his lips to figure out if you still lactating, he placed small kisses on your breast to finally took your nipple in his mouth, slowly sucking, but he was unlucky for couldn't get a taste of breast milk.
He took the other nipple and did the same, he let them wet with his saliva as he dragged his mouth down your body to your heating core.
He settled himself, positioning his head between your legs, then slowly lowered his mouth on your clothed core.
You held your breath with his hot mouth on your cunt with a layer of flimsy fabric in between, Chan stuck his tongue out then began licking the fabric, wetting it with his tongue.
His tongue didn't make any direct contact with your cunt yet you were already squirming, arching your back more to the point that you couldn't tell if your underwear was wet from his saliva or your essence.
He traced the fold with his tongue against the fabric, using his nose, he rubbed your clothed clit then lifted his head to look at you through his half-shut eyes.
He traced your cunt with his fingers in feather-like touches, "I want you so much," he said with a mix of sigh and groan.
You nodded at him as a way to give him indirect permission to go further. He slowly pulled your underwear down until it was off your legs.
You hadn't been with a man for a long time, and it felt so new all over again, the insecurities that kicked in all of a sudden made you shut your legs together, felt so aware of your naked body under his lustful gaze.
He softly smiled, lifted one of your legs then brought his mouth to your calves, and began making a trail of kisses from your calves to your inner thighs.
He then snaked his hands under your legs and didn't waste time sinking his mouth on your cunt. You gasped looking at his greedy mouth on you, taking the delicate flesh in his mouth and gently sucking on it.
You tangled your hand in his hair, softly tugging on his hair as you got yourself immersed in pleasure.
You broke a loud moan, "oh my God!" You exclaimed when he flicked his slick tongue on your clit repeatedly.
If it weren't for his hands keeping your legs open, you would have clamped his head in between.
He watched as you fell apart in front of him and your body blotchy red as the blood rushed all over your body, especially your face and the delicate flesh between your legs.
Your hair spread out on the pillow, making a makeshift halo against the white sheet, and your mouth agape as you caught your breath, you looked so beautiful to him.
You pulled him by his neck to kiss him, letting him topple on top of yours.
He would love to say how beautiful you are to him, but words couldn't do justice, and actions speak louder than words, so he tried to convey all of his admiration for your body by his kisses, all over your body until he couldn't take it anymore as his jeans tightened with every passing second.
Sensed the need in him with the rushed, sloppy kisses, you pushed him just enough to let your hands down to work open the button of his jeans and pulled his jeans down to let his erection free.
You were about to retract your hand, but Chan quickly took it and then wrapped it around his length, "that's how much I want you," he murmured to you.
He whimpered as he let go of your hand and looked at your fingers wrapped around his throbbing member.
"I don't need anyone younger or more beautiful and all those utter nonsense," he said to you.
Your eyes snapped up to his as he caressed your cheek.
"I only want you," he said with unwavering eyes.
You closed your eyes and let the words sink in, you never had anyone tell you that for a long time, and it felt so good to be wanted.
You pulled him for another long, lingering kiss until he eventually let go to take his jeans off and returned to bed fully naked with eyes lingering on you.
He took your hand and pushed it close to his cheek, "you're breathtakingly beautiful," he murmured to you then kissed the inside of your hand.
You smiled at him, and he kissed you right then, so softly like he tried to capture your smile with the kiss.
You bit your lower lip as he teased your entrance with the tip of his cock like you weren't wet enough, when he finally pushed inside you let out a breathless gasp.
It wasn't your first time having sex, but it was the first time you felt so full with the girth and length he has.
Chan also had a hard time containing his grunts that he let out some groans when he began thrusting; he pressed his lips together into a thin line.
It felt overwhelming for him to be inside you, he didn't feel any different just because you gave birth before, you were just as good, even better than he dreamed in his head.
Or maybe because you weren't just someone he casually met and got together for a short time.
It wasn't just a short-lived infatuation as well, he got this need to be always around you, and he didn't know where it was coming from.
When he opened his eyes to draw him back from his thought, your eyes were on him, and you gazed tenderly into his, right at that moment, he felt like he could see right into you.
He could see the beautiful soul you have inside, so pure and delicate, and how precious that he got to see it, it made him want to have you whole and just for himself.
Chan knew it wasn't easy for you to open up, he made a promise to himself to never let you down.
He pressed his forehead against yours with his hand reached for yours on the bed then intertwined it, and slipped his fingers into the spaces between your fingers.
You stayed like that, moving in sync, bodies became one and eventually fell apart, then pieced back together as you relished the immense pleasure while holding each other close.
-
He heard you talking when he woke up alone on the bed.
With eyes still blurred by sleep, he saw you were talking on the phone in the kitchen.
It wasn't hard to guess that you were talking to little Chan, he could easily tell from the bright smiles plastered on your face and how you sweetly talked to the phone.
Chan also couldn't help but smile along, his day was already made at that moment.
You returned to the bedroom and saw Chan was awake on the bed, "did I wake you up?" You asked him with a soft smile.
He sleepily smiled at you, then shook his head.
"Come back to bed," he said with a hand outstretched at you.
You put your phone down on the bedside table and took his hand as you got on the bed.
"I wake up early out of habit," you said to him as you put yourself under the duvet with him.
"I know," he responded while putting a hand around you, pulling you closer against him.
He looked so gorgeous barefaced with his hair in its natural curls, you couldn't help but slip your fingers through his hair.
He looked into your eyes and leaned in close to place a peck on the lips, "when is little Chan will be back?" He asked you.
"Tonight," you answered.
He put his hand under the shirt you were wearing to rub your back, "any plan on what should we do until little Chan is back?" He asked.
You played with the curls on the nape of his neck, "you don't have any schedule for today?" You asked him.
He shook his head.
You hummed and thought of things you wanted to do, "I don't know, but first, I'm going to cook breakfast," you told him.
He gently massaged the flesh on your waist, "what about I'll cook today's breakfast?" He asked.
You haven't had anyone cook you breakfast in a long time, you certainly didn't want to pass on the chance.
"I'd love that," you said to him.
He held you closer and then kissed your cheek, "okay, but I'll do that after cuddling with you," he said.
You giggled hearing his words.
"What's funny?" He asked while also giggling.
"You are little Chan's twin," you said to him.
"Then should I start calling you mommy too?" He joked.
You burst out laughing, but he kept dragging you closer and closer, then nuzzled his head in your neck.
The day continued with him spending the day with you, cooking you breakfast, spending the afternoon watching movies while eating lunch he ordered for both of you, napped on the sofa together.
You woke just right on time to cook for dinner, he woke up a little later and then helped you prep the dining table.
You were glad to finally have someone to talk to without having to hide everything and feeling comfortable in your skin, you could only hope he feels the same.
As he was washing the dishes, your phone rang, and you picked up the call from your ex-husband telling you he was about to arrive at your apartment building.
You walked up to Chan, and put a hand on his shoulder, "I'm going downstairs to get Chan," you informed.
He looked over his shoulder and nodded, "okay," he said.
Chan got so excited to see little Chan come running in his direction, kneeling on the floor to welcome him to his embrace.
Little Chan shyly hugged him while giggling, then showed him a new toy he brought from his dad and gave him an incomprehensible explanation of it.
You sat on the carpeted floor to play with them, more like watching them play together as Chan couldn't stop cuddling him and tried to get little Chan to kiss him.
"What about mommy?" You asked him.
"Can mommy get a kiss?" You asked again with a pout at him.
He giggled and then plodded your way, placing a slobbering kiss on your mouth.
You laughed as he stumbled onto your lap, but you were quick to catch him from toppling to the side.
"Uncle Chan wants a kiss too," you said to little Chan.
"Can you give him a kiss on the cheek?" You sweetly asked.
Chan was sitting crossed-legged and smiling at little Chan.
Little Chan hesitated and slowly walked his way but instead of kissing him as you asked to, he hugged him.
You softly laughed, "I think he's shy," you said to him.
Chan sat him on his lap, "it's okay, we'll have a lot of time to work on that," he said to you.
You didn't know why but your heart leaped when you heard his words.
"Can I at least get a kiss from mommy?" He playfully asked with a sly smile.
You glanced at little Chan with wide eyes, "should mommy give a kiss to uncle Chan?" You asked him.
Little Chan didn't reply but sucked on his little index finger.
"Just a kiss on the cheek, please?" Chan adorably pleaded.
You leaned in and softly placed a kiss on his cheek.
"One for mommy's favorite Chan," you remarked, then kissed little Chan on the cheek too.
"Oh, so I'm not your favorite?" Chan asked with a frown.
"You're my second favorite Chan," you answered.
Just like little Chan understood what you meant, he went to sit on your lap and hugged you.
"Well, I guess 2nd is better," Chan said accepting the hard truth with an adorable pout.
You sneaked a kiss on his lips, "a special kiss for my 2nd favorite Chan," you lowly said as you broke the kiss.
Chan couldn't help but grin at you.
Little Chan was obviously growing fond of him, he got comfortable with Chan reading the bedtime story for him until he fell asleep.
You walked up to him as he stood by his crib, watching him sleep while holding his favorite plushie.
"It's hard to be his favorite," Chan whispered to you as he placed wolfchan next to little Chan who was peacefully sleeping.
You softly laughed at him, "but you won a lot of brownie points already," you consoled him as you snaked your arm around him.
"Well, I have to catch you up," he said.
You gave little Chan a goodnight kiss before following Chan out of his bedroom.
He was waiting for you, pulled you by your hand, and kissed your lips, "I have to go, I have some work to do," he said.
You nodded, "okay,"
He brushed your hair to the side, "you'd better go to sleep,"
"I will," you said, "after I shower,"
Chan raised an eyebrow at you, "and you're not going to ask me to join you?"
"I thought you said you have some work to do," you said back as you put your hands around his neck.
"Well, a shower will only take a few minutes," he said.
But it took more than a few minutes.
Not when you looked so divine, glistening wet with water streaming down your naked body and your hair stuck to your body.
And when he put his hands on you, he couldn't settle with just touch, he wanted more than that.
He wanted to feel all of you.
So you let him.
He hoisted you up against his, lifted your body with his strong arms, and let you slide down his cock in the process before pinning you against the tiled wall of the bathroom.
You moaned into his mouth with your hands clawing his shoulder and back.
"Gosh, you feel so good," he groaned so close to your ear then kissed your neck.
He put a hand behind your head so it won't hit the wall for every hard thrust he did against you.
You clung harder to him at the mounting pleasure about to burst at any moment.
He couldn't even feel your nails digging into his flesh, his head was filled with the overwhelming pleasure of fucking you hard against the bathroom wall.
When you finally cum around each other, you moaned out loud then quickly shut yourself by kissing his neck while he gently bit into your shoulder.
"The shower will only take a few minutes," you poked fun at him by saying his words back to him.
He softly laughed against your lips, then gave you a quick peck, "I can't help it, you're so tempting," He shamelessly said to you while gently squeezing the flesh of your backside with his big hands.
Chan left once he got dressed up after showering and kissed you plenty of times, if you didn't remind him of the work he has to do that night, you were sure he wouldn't stop kissing you onto the bed.
-
If Chan wasn't busy, he makes sure to come to your apartment to play with little Chan and spent some time with you. Oftentimes, the timing was off.
When he came home early from work, you weren't home.
We're going to little Chan's grandma for her birthday.
You wrote in your text message when he asked where you were going. He came back to his apartment and slept the day away.
The sound of his phone ringing woke him up from his slumber, he groped for his phone on the bed and picked it up without looking at the contact.
"Hello?"
"Hey!"
Chan's eyes snapped awake the second he heard your voice through the phone.
"Are you sleeping?" You asked him.
"Yeah," he answered, "but I'm awake now," he quickly said.
"I'm sorry if I woke you up,"
"No, I need to wake up though, working on something," he mumbled while rubbing his eyes.
"Are you home?"
"Yeah, little Chan stayed at his grandma's with his dad," you answered.
"You want me to come over?" He asked.
You softly smiled, "no, it's alright. You said you're busy so I'll leave you to it,"
"No, no, I'm coming," he said to you while getting off the bed, and walking to the threshold.
"No, no need," you kindly refused.
But Chan ignored your words and opened the front door to see you already standing there.
"I'm going to come over to your place instead," you said to the phone as you looked at him with a smile on your face.
It felt like someone just flipped the switch inside of him, that revived him in a few seconds, and seeing you standing with your silk nightdress on, he glanced down to see your nipples poking through the fabric and going lower to where the hem hung on your mid-thighs then bit his lower lip.
You hung up on the phone, "I just want to see you," you said to him.
He shook his head, then put a hand around your waist, "No, you didn't come for that," he said.
He drew you closer and pulled you inside, "you came to make me lose my mind," he finished.
You softly chuckled, but he hastily kissed you on the lips with both hands holding you, hoisting you up against his body until your feet were off the ground.
He kissed you hard, only willing to let go when his lungs burned from running out of oxygen.
"I miss you," he murmured against your lips.
"I miss you too," you said back.
He took you to his bedroom and sat on the end of the bed to pull you onto his lap.
God, you were such a sight, a lovely gift wrapped so beautifully just for him.
He traced the outline of your body with both hands and sighed, then cupped your face with his hands to place a gentle kiss on your lips.
"Don't you say you have to work on something?" You teased him as you put your hands around his neck.
"It can wait," he said to you with hands moved down to your thighs, tugged the hem of your nightdress between his fingers then pulled it up and over your head.
He put the piece of clothing away and held you by your waist, he glanced up at you before planting a soft kiss on your sternum.
"You're so beautiful," he cooed with lips grazing the skin as he spoke.
He moved his hands to cup your breasts, then held them upright in front of him, he looked into your eyes as he stuck his tongue out to play with your nipple.
You tangled a hand into his hair, looking down at him as he took your breast in his mouth, humming against the flesh, and it reverberated throughout your body.
You slowly grind against his lap without breaking the eye contact with him.
He dragged his mouth to the underside of your breast and then made a mark there.
"Chan," you whined at him.
He let go of his mouth and then rubbed the skin with his fingers, but that didn't stop him from doing the same thing on the other.
You tugged harder at his hair when he sucked on your skin too hard followed by some low whimpers escaping your mouth.
"Little Chan is so lucky to have a hot mommy like you," he said to you as he rubbed over the mark he just made on your breast.
You lowly chuckled with your hands on his neck.
"And I'm so lucky to have you," he added along with a kiss on your collarbone, then made a trail of kisses from there until his lips landed on yours.
You took his clothes off while kept grinding on him and his hands went lower to cup your ass in his hands, kneading on the ample flesh with his mouth latched with yours.
It didn't take long for the two of you to end up naked on the bed, bodies tangled together and kicking the duvet off the bed.
You turned over to get on top of him, brought your face down to kiss him, and continued kissing him down, stopping just right on his abdomen.
You took the opportunity to touch his magnificent abs, touching the taut muscles with your hand, then glided it down to his throbbing member.
Chan watched as you went down on him, throwing all of your hair to one side, then took his length into your mouth, he let out a low gasp watching your mouth wrapped around his cock.
He watched the whole thing with his hands under his head, only reaching up to you to put your hair away so he could get a clear view of his cock going in and out of your mouth.
"My God, you know what to do with that beautiful mouth of yours," he murmured to you.
You slowly let go and gave it a good long lick before retracting yourself to kneel on the bed.
Chan wiped the mess around your mouth and then pulled you to give you a sloppy kiss on your lips.
He lay back down again and let you have your way with him, sliding down into his cock with a loud gasp escaping your parted open mouth.
When you fully took him whole inside you, you closed your eyes, hips moved in a circular motion to feel his length inside you.
Chan whimpered as he too got overwhelmed with the sensation, "you take me so well," he praised you, then ran a hand on your chest.
You put your hands down on his chest as you began moving, pulsating your hips against him at a steady pace, while Chan once again watched you fucking him good.
He couldn't help himself to touch you, especially seeing your breasts bouncing with every move, he gently squeezed your breast or gave your clit the right stimulation.
"Oh yes, you know how to make me feel good," he said with his eyes locked with yours.
He gripped your hips and bucked his hips to meet your thrust, you moaned out loud at how rough yet delightful that felt.
The dynamic you created elevated the whole experience, it was like you read each other’s minds without needing to say it.
When you finally hit your high, you toppled on top of him and searched for his mouth to place a slobbering kiss on his mouth.
Chan kept you stimulated by fingering you, feeling you clenched around him as he kissed you hard and deep.
He had you on all fours on the bed, ran his hand down from the nape of your neck down to the curve of your backside to eventually land a nice slap on the skin.
You yelped, the pain was there, and it exhilarated you in an inexplicably way.
He brought his mouth close to your ear, "I've been thinking of fucking you all day, you know that?"
Unable to provide a verbal answer, you shook your head instead.
He inserted two fingers inside you and groaned, "so tight," he said with such disbelief.
"And so wet," he groaned again as you clenched around his fingers.
That made him impatient to be inside you, he slowly drew his fingers out of your and shoved them into his mouth to get a taste.
"Taste like a hot mommy," he remarked.
You let out a low laugh as you gripped the sheet under you.
He placed a hand, firmly holding you by your hips as he positioned himself to enter you.
He had been inside you awhile ago, but the feeling of entering never ceases to amaze him, it was something that he couldn't get enough of.
When he began thrusting, Chan lost his sense of control and let the pleasure take him over, fucking you senseless and using you selfishly.
He cursed under his breath as he was on the brink of climaxing, "you feel so fucking good," he groaned.
His pace went out of rhythm, sloppy and rough.
"I can't take it anymore," he said with his jaws clenched then quickened the pace with the strength he has.
You helplessly moaned into the pillow at the mounting pleasure and cried out when he repeatedly slapped your ass a few times until he cum inside you, sending both of your bodies collapsing on the bed.
It took him quite some time to regain his senses back and then held you close on the bed, he felt bad for losing control and using you so selfishly like that.
He buried his head on your neck and then kissed it, "I'm sorry," he said.
You were running out of breath to give him an answer.
He flipped your over to face him on the bed and then kissed you on the lips, "are you okay?"
You nodded with a foolish smile on your face, "that was so good," you breathlessly said.
A smile bloomed on his face, and his ears turned red, his hand went to rub the handprints from his slapping to soothe the skin.
"Does it hurt?"
You shook your head.
His eyes shot down to where his cum leaked out of you as it dripped down onto the sheet on the space between your legs.
He didn't know why but he felt the urge to touch your stomach, he knew that you were on birth control, but the thought of breeding you flashed through his mind.
And he felt confident that he could get you to breed you well, wonder how big you'd get with his seed grows into a baby inside you.
"Can you get back here?" You asked him and patted the pillow next to you.
He nodded, picking up the duvet from the floor before laying back down next to you on the bed. He covered both of your bodies with it, then pulled you closer against him.
"Have you ever thought of having another child?" He suddenly asked.
"Not now, I mean, someday," he quickly added.
You slipped your hand under his arm and splayed your hand on the skin of his back, "the answer is an obvious yes," you answered.
"I think I mentioned it before that I didn't get to enjoy my pregnancy back then," you explained, "I want to experience that again, but this time, I'll fully enjoy it," you finished with a smile.
He smiled back after listening to your explanation.
"What about you?" You asked him.
And he didn't expect you to ask him his question back.
"I'd love to have my own child someday," he honestly answered. He could confidently answer it because the amount of time he had spent with little Chan, made him ecstatic to have his own child someday.
"You'll be a great dad," you praised him.
He got flustered and placed a quick peck on your lips, "what makes you think so?" He shyly asked you.
"I've seen you with little Chan," you shortly replied.
Whether it was the answer itself or how quick you answered it, Chan felt warm inside.
You scooted closer and rested your head on his pillow, your faces were just inches away with your noses barely touching each other.
Chan was more than eager to have you this close to him.
You looked into his eyes and said, "Whoever gets to be your child is so lucky to have a dad like you,"
He never thought that he would be so proud of himself for getting this kind of compliment from you, truthfully, that was the nicest compliment he ever heard from someone. He was at a loss for words, he couldn't do anything but kissed you tenderly and then held you tight until you both fell asleep.
-
He was getting used to not finding you next to him on the bed when he woke up.
You always got up early out of habit, probably little Chan was already home too, he figured that was why you were already gone.
And he reluctantly got up from the bed as well, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then walked to your apartment for a morning kiss and a late breakfast.
He rang your doorbell, and it took you a while to finally open the door.
He smiled at you, then didn't hesitate to step inside and crashed his lips against yours.
"Chan," you breathlessly said against his lips with your hands slowly pushing him away.
But Chan didn't want to let go of the kiss, and his hands kept you close to him, "I think I deserve more since you left me alone on the bed," he said to you.
You jerked your head away, "it's not that," you said with a grimace.
He saw the sour expression you made and wrinkled his forehead in confusion, "what's wrong?" He asked.
You let go of his hold and stepped away to let him see who was playing with little Chan in the living room and possibly watching both of you kissing on the threshold.
Jeongin was waving at him when he noticed him.
"You haven't told him about us, right?" You asked him in a low voice.
He blinked a few times, Chan didn't feel the need to tell everyone he is in a relationship with you but remember that you are his aunt made him realize that he indeed should have told him about it.
"I haven't told anyone about us. I-"
"It's alright, Chan," you quickly said while holding his hands.
"You two can talk it out," you assured him again with your hands on his chest and a comforting smile.
It was awkward for Chan to walk up to Jeongin, he didn't worry about him, Chan knew that Jeongin would respect his privacy, but Chan felt bad for keeping the relationship to himself when he should have told him about it at some point because he's family by blood.
He didn't say anything when Chan sat next to him on the sofa but kept watching little Chan dancing and mumbling the song of the cartoon that was playing on the TV.
He laughed seeing little Chan stumbling and almost falling from dancing, "Hyung, I used to dance like that," Jeongin said to him.
Chan chuckled, "Hey, you weren't that bad," he said back.
You came to them to hand Chan a glass of juice, "Can you guys watch little Chan? I'm going to cook lunch," you told them.
"No problem," Chan said to you.
You looked at Jeongin, "you're staying for lunch, right?"
"Yeah, sure," Jeongin answered.
Chan shot you a smile before you left back to the kitchen, if Jeongin wasn't there he would love to land a slap on your ass, but he held the urge.
Jeongin looked at Chan and smiled, "Hyung, I'm okay with it," he suddenly said.
"Huh?"
"You’re dating my aunt," he said.
Chan looked down on the carpeted floor, flustered.
"I meant to tell you sooner, but I just need a little bit more time," he said.
Jeongin nodded, "no, I understand," he said, "I know you didn't expect me to find out this way, but I believe you'll tell me about it at one point," he added, then got off the sofa to help little Chan fixing his toy.
Chan also got off the sofa and then sat on the carpeted floor next to him, "to be honest, yes," he shyly said.
Jeongin chuckled, then handed little Chan his toy back along with a caress on his little head.
"Can uncle Jeongin get a kiss?" He asked little Chan.
He got up and walked to him, holding his face to kiss him on the cheek.
"Thank you," Jeongin beamed to him while kept hugging him.
Meanwhile, Chan got jealous because little Chan always never done that to him before.
"He never kissed me before," Chan whined, "whenever I ask for a kiss, he didn't give me,"
Jeongin laughed, "maybe because you're not his favorite uncle," he boasted.
Chan glared at Jeongin and called for little Chan, "Can I have a kiss?" He sweetly asked him.
But little Chan only looked at him while sucking his index finger, drools dripping from the corner of his mouth then giggled, didn't even stir on Jeongin's lap to come to him.
Chan heavily sighed with his eyes closed, defeated.
"Keep on trying, Hyung!" Jeongin mocked him with an evil laugh.
Chan had to admit that Jeongin has a special bond with little Chan or kids in general, maybe because of his warm personality and smiles.
Jeongin left after lunch, and little Chan was already tired from playing with him since it was past his nap time, you hurriedly took him to his bedroom and lay him down in his crib.
You were in the living room, putting little Chan's toys back into the box when Chan returned from sending Jeongin on his way.
"Little Chan is sleeping?" He asked in a low voice.
You nodded.
He peeked inside little Chan's bedroom to see him napping, then walked up to you.
"Come here! Stop cleaning up!" He said to you, then grabbed your hands.
He pulled you along with him, sending you toppled onto the sofa, and didn't waste time holding you close.
"Don't you have to go?" You asked him.
He hooked his leg around yours, "I still have an hour, and so," he replied.
He dragged you closer to him on the sofa, "should we nap too?" He asked you, then kissed your lips.
"Should we?" You asked back.
He nodded while grinning.
You held him back and slipped your hand in his hair while looking into his eyes.
"How did the talk go?"
"Good," he answered.
"Jeongin can be reserved, but he's actually really caring," you told him.
He caressed your cheek, "I know, and I would too if you were my aunt," he said.
You laughed because that sounded so weird coming out of his mouth, "no, don't," you said while laughing.
He laughed along, then kissed you on the lips, "yeah, we better not," he said back.
He kissed you again, slid his hand down the side of your body and then cupped your backside, softly squeezing on the flesh.
You sighed into his mouth, "I thought we were going to nap,"
"We are going to nap," he assured you, yet his hand kept switching between softly kneading and rubbing on your ass.
He buried his head in your neck next, kissing you down your chest, and with a sly smirk, he pulled up your blouse to expose your breasts.
You shot him a warning look, but of course, that didn't stop him from touching you, putting his hand inside the cup of your bra and using his fingers to play with your nipple.
His mouth felt warm as he placed searing kisses across your chest, he roughly pulled down your bra so he could take your breast into his mouth.
He sucked hard, and you muffled your moans by pressing your lips together, "Chan," you whined with your hand in his hair.
He didn't let go, he tugged your hardening bud between his teeth and nibbled on it as he pleased.
"You won't stop even if I tell you, mmh?" You asked him while softly combing his hair with your fingers.
He hummed with his mouth full of your flesh, then slowly let go of his mouth then gasped for air, "you're so tempting," he said to you, then kissed you.
He pinned you under him but made sure not to put his whole weight on you by propping an elbow against the sofa, he put a stray hair behind your ear before sinking his mouth on you again.
You held him close while returning his kiss, and hooked your leg around his with your hands around his body.
The smooching sounds of your kisses and low sighs echoed in the quiet room with the warm afternoon sunlight shining down on both of you.
He planted a soft kiss on the sensitive spot behind your ear, "I want you," his lips grazed your earlobe when he spoke.
You sighed with your eyes closed, the warmth of his body seeped into yours, and your hands reached for his face and brought it right in front of you, "don't you have to go to your schedule soon?" You asked him.
He dropped his face onto your chest and groaned.
You softly laughed while lazily scratching his hair with your fingers.
-
Chan had been cooped up in the studio for hours now, and Jeongin was there to work on something with him before leaving for the dorm.
"Have you told them that we'll be leaving for the tour soon?" Jeongin asked him as he shoved his things into his bag.
Chan had to pause to understand the question, then he nodded, "no, not yet," he answered.
"It seems like we'll be busy until the new year," he said as he zipped his bag and slung it across his shoulder.
Chan nodded again, he could see all the works ahead of him, a part of him excited for it, and the other part got sad that he'd have little time to see you and little Chan.
But he knew well enough, that he can't have one without sacrificing the other, the world doesn't work like that.
After countless nights he had spent sleeping in your apartment with you, he had known the passcode to your door, and he still rang the door sometimes, because he likes seeing you opening the door for him.
Considering that it was past midnight and you probably had slept, he pressed the combinations of numbers to the pad until it beeped open.
He tried to avoid making loud noises and waking little Chan when he walked past his bedroom, he peeked inside the door to see him sleeping soundly in his crib.
He walked to your room next but didn't find you there, he noticed the light in your workroom was on and went there.
The door was left open, and he saw you working on your computer, the light from the screen illuminated your face and you didn't notice him until he came to the desk.
"Hey, you're home!" You beamed at him with a smile.
And Chan likes hearing those words, he came to your side and kissed you on the top of your head.
"Are you working on something?" He asked.
"Yeah, I have to resend a file. I'm sure that I didn't delete it, but I can't find it anywhere," you answered, sounding so panicked.
Chan hummed as he watched you trying to figure out what went wrong, "I've had this kind of problem before," he said.
"Can you help me?" You asked him.
Chan couldn't stand seeing you helpless like this, "I'll try," he replied.
You got up from your seat and offered it to him, "come, sit down," you told him.
He complied and sat on the chair while you also watched him trying to fix whatever had gone wrong with the computer while biting your thumb anxiously.
After a moment of Chan figuring out the issue, he successfully retrieved the file you were looking for, "is this the one?" He asked you.
You leaned forward on the desk and beamed, "oh yes, this is the one," you exclaimed.
The panic that masked your face faded, you shot him a grateful smile and then sat on his lap.
"I just need to check it one more time," you said as you opened the file and checked the content to see if something was missing or not.
Chan put his hand around your waist to hold you close as you worked on the computer.
"Now, send an email!" You muttered as you pressed the send button on the computer.
You turned your head at Chan and smiled, "all done!" You happily said, then rested your back against his chest and took both of his hands around you.
"Thank you for helping," you muttered to him, then gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
He smiled as you let go of the kiss, "I think I deserve more than that," he said to you.
He tightened his hands around you while you angled your head toward him so he could kiss you again, craning your neck to give him access to your neck and kissing it while his hands started cupping your breasts against the fabric of your nightdress.
Chan was so lost in your kisses that he almost forgot his main intention to come here, he slowly pulled away from the kiss.
"I want to tell you something," he said.
Your eyes snapped open then you shifted your body on his lap to look at him, "what's that?" You asked him while putting a hand around his neck.
Chan sighed before began talking, "I'll be on tour started next week," he informed.
You nodded and intently listened to his words.
"And I think I wouldn't be home until the beginning of next year," he added.
You nodded again, taking in all the information he just shared with you.
"That's a long time," you commented while cupping his cheek in your hand.
"Will you be okay?" He asked.
You softly chuckled, "I should be the one asking you that," you said.
"Will you be okay? Because that sounds so wearying,"
And your reaction was one that he didn't see coming, he got bewildered, unsure how to react to that.
He stifled a nod, "I'll be okay," he answered.
You smiled at him, "I believe you can take care of yourself well," you said while softly rubbing his forearm.
Chan couldn't feel more loved than this, having you worrying him but also putting your trust in him.
He felt so lucky for having you that he believed that wouldn't be the last time he would be thankful for that.
He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck and tickled your sensitive spot with the tip of his nose.
"I'm going to miss little Chan so much," he grumbled.
"What about me?" You teased him.
He pressed a kiss on your neck, "You got jealous of your own child?" He poked fun at you.
You rested your head on his shoulder, "maybe a little," you answered.
Chan heavily sighed, "what should I do then?" He said.
You turned your head at him, "what?"
"Both the child and the mommy are so cute," he exclaimed as he tightened his arms around you.
Chan caressed your head, brushed your hair with his fingers, then kissed you once in a while, and took a look at you as much as he could since he'll be leaving for tour.
You got awoken by his touch somehow, your eyes fluttering open, and smiled at him when you found him looking at you.
"Are you going to leave soon?" You weakly asked him while pushing your head close to his chest.
He hummed his answer, "go back to sleep," he said to you while patting your head endearingly.
He placed more kisses on the skin that was available to him, around your face to finally kissed your lips even though you couldn't return them in your sleep.
"I'll be back soon," he softly said to your ear, and he saw you smile as if you heard his words.
He planted a long kiss on your lips before leaving and took a last look at you sleeping on the bed wrapped in the white duvet.
He went to little Chan's room next and quietly made his way to his crib, watched him sleep for a moment then gave him a few rubs on his back.
"See you again, little Chan," he said in a low voice to little Chan sleeping soundly in his crib.
His heart ached that he got to leave all this as if you and little Chan were already a family he owns.
The thought of making that thought becomes true sounds too good to be true.
-
Chan couldn't feel much worse he had to miss another important occasion which was Christmas with little Chan. He had to miss baking cookies, wrapping gifts together, and playing in the snow together with him. He could only experience that through the photos you took and sent to him along with the words that made his heartaches, "we miss you," at the end of the caption.
Chan had a little break for Christmas, but if you were away celebrating Christmas with your family, then little Chan would be away with his dad too after that.
It was possible to squeeze a little time to meet you, but he could only meet you for only a moment before he had to go back on tour again.
He called you when everything got too overwhelming, and you would soothe him down with your words, promised him that you were patiently waiting for him to come back, and didn't forget to emphasize that everything he did, didn’t go in vain, it will be worth it at the end.
"I miss you so much," he sighed.
You heard the weariness in his voice, "I miss you too," you said back.
"Is little Chan sleeping?" He asked.
"Yeah, he's sleeping next to me," you answered.
"What happened?"
"Nothing, he wants to sleep with me tonight," you replied as you stared at little Chan sleeping next to you on the bed.
"Me too," Chan whined, "I want to sleep next to you too,"
You chuckled at the phone but quickly shut yourself up, scared that you will wake little Chan up.
"Then come home, we'll cuddle you all night," you teased.
Chan smiled, not only at the promise of cuddles, but at the words "come home", like he was being anticipated, waited, wanted at your home, like he has that level of importance to be that person.
"I will come home soon," he finally responded with a delightful smile.
"I can't wait," you said to him, also smiling from ear to ear at his sweet promise.
Chan purposely didn't tell you that he would come home at the end of the weekend. He wanted to surprise you, see your face lit up with your bright smiles as he had imagined in his head.
He rang your doorbell, waiting in giddy for you to open the door, and held the urge to enter the passcode then stomped inside.
The door clicked then swung open, realized that it was him behind the door, your face that was once calm turned bright with every passing second.
You threw yourself at him and hugged him so tight to prove that he's not just fragments of your imagination.
"Why didn't you tell me?" You asked him with your face buried in his chest.
"I want to surprise you!" He said then tilted your head up with his hand, smiling before pressing his mouth on you.
With a hand on the back of your head, he angled your head to deepen the kiss and you gave him a proper welcome home by opening your mouth to him.
He sighed the second he broke the kiss with his eyes still closed, still couldn't believe that he came home to you.
You pressed your heads together, relishing the sweet moment of the long-awaited reunion with smiles plastered on both of your faces.
He placed more pecks on your face to finally realize that both of you had been standing on the threshold for far too long.
"Is little Chan sleeping?" He asked.
You shook your head, "he's still playing in the living room," you answered.
You pulled him inside by his hand, "Channie, look who comes home!" You announced as you stepped further inside to where little Chan was playing with his toy car on the sofa.
He got stunned for a moment to realize it was Chan who came home and stumbled to climb down the sofa to run and hugged him.
Chan scooped him into his arms and held him close, you smiled witnessing the adorable moment.
You put your hands around them both and rested your head on the side of his arm, looking at both Chan and little Chan smiled at you.
"Welcome home!" You muttered to him.
And this is home for Chan.
For he could feel how much he was welcomed not only to the house but also to your embrace, he could lay off everything, forget about the hardship of life and just rest his soul.
The three of you sitting on the sofa together as Chan started giving out his Christmas presents for you and little Chan.
The first one was for little Chan, it was a playing tent that he promised to build together with little Chan together in his bedroom tomorrow.
And one big box for you that he handed to you with a sly smile.
"A big box for mommy," he said to you.
He watched in anticipation as you untied the bow then opened the box, cracked a smile the moment you knew what he gifted you.
"This is… a lot of nightdresses," you said to him as you traced the silky and lacey fabric of the nightdresses in various colors from dark to soft pastel colors.
"With one condition," he said to you.
"Wear it only when I'm around,"
You grinned at him and nodded, "Duly noted!" You responded.
"Thank you," you leaned in to give him a thank-you kiss on the lips.
Little Chan giggled when he caught you kissing him, and you acted surprised at him, "mommy kiss the wrong Chan," you joked then kissed him on the cheek.
"We actually have something for you too," you informed him.
He tipped his head to the side, and suddenly got intrigued by what you were about to gift him.
You went to your bedroom and brought something with you when you came back to the sofa, "please open it!" You said with a giddy smile.
Chan couldn't wait to find out what was inside as well, he hastily tore open the wrapping paper and then opened the box to find a piece of clothing he likes the most: a black hooded sweater.
You laughed even though you were anxious from the inside that he wouldn't like it, "please don't be disappointed, the gift doesn't end there!" You promised him.
You took little Chan to his bedroom and a while later, you came back with him dressed like the way Chan usually dressed, in a black hoodie and short pants in dark color.
The hoodie was the exact same one you gifted him.
Chan burst out laughing looking at little Chan dressed exactly like him, he got teary from laughing and exclaiming.
"Oh my God!" He panted, running out of breath from laughing.
He hugged little Chan and laughed again that he looked exactly like him, you laughed along because it was both funny and adorable at once.
You told Chan to put on the hoodie you gifted him and took a lot of pictures of them together in matching clothes.
"I told you that I need to take pictures of two Chans," you said once you were done taking countless of their picture together.
He pulled you to sit next to them and he took pictures on his phone to commemorate the greatest Christmas gift he ever got.
Chan volunteered to put little Chan to sleep because he kept yawning when he got his pictures taken and read him the bedtime story that he likes even though he noticed that he got new storybooks on the pile.
He smiled when he realized that his favorite plushie now is wolfchan, the way he hugged the wolf plushie as he sleeps in his crib made him couldn't stop smiling.
You suddenly came behind him, putting your hands around his waist with your chin pressed on his shoulder, "what are you smiling about?" You asked him.
He put a hand on yours on his waist, "everything," he answered.
You placed a kiss on his back shoulder against the fabric of his black t-shirt and caught the musky scent of him that you had no idea you missed so much.
"But mostly because wolfchan is his favorite plushie now," he said to you.
You softly chuckled, "he has been calling me mommy shark lately,"
Chan softy laughed then turned around to face you, held you properly with his hands wrapped around you, "I'm so happy to be home," he said to you.
Then he noticed that you were wearing the nightdress he gifted you earlier, the one in black color.
"Are you hinting at something or what?" He asked you with an eyebrow raised.
Without warning, he lifted you off the floor and made you gasp out loud but thankfully not loud enough to wake little Chan up.
He carried you to the bedroom and then roughly crashed both of your bodies onto the bed. Chan didn't waste time kissing you, kissing you so hard that you had a hard time keeping up with him, barely got any break to catch a breath that you had to push his chest to put a little space between you.
"Calm down," you said while half-laughing.
Chan grinned at you then kissed your lips, "how can I calm down when you're looking like this," he said with a hand slipped under the hem of your nightdress.
You held his face with your hands, your thumb traced the exhaustion drawn under his eyes, "you must be tired," you said to him.
To be honest, yes, he was extremely tired but all that magically disappeared once he met you and little Chan.
"You worked so hard," you said with a proud smile at him, your hand went down to his neck and gently massaged him.
"I've been thinking of something," he said to you.
He didn't even know if you were ready to hear the thing he was about to tell you, he stalled by laying next to you on the bed with your body lying on the side facing you.
"What is it?" You asked, also turning your head on your pillow to look at him.
He hesitated, he was ready to talk about it, but he was scared of what your reaction would be.
He stalled again by cupping your jaw, kissing your lips so softly, rubbed your arm then rested his hand on the curve of your waist.
You lay your hand flat on his chest, "You can always tell me everything, Chan," you assured him.
"I love you," he blurted out.
"And I think you already know that by now," he added.
"I love you too," you undoubtedly said back to him.
It sounded so natural, rolled out of your tongue just like you had said it to him a hundred times already.
You smiled and pulled him by the neck to kiss him, when he did though you pulled him for more he quickly stopped you, then lay back down on the bed.
"What's wrong?" You asked in slight concern.
"I haven't done talking," he said.
"Okay," you responded, putting all of your attention to what he was about to say to you.
"We've been together for almost a year now and I know that it's too early for me to ask you this but, I trust you with all my life and I hope you trust me too," he began.
This sounded so serious that you got a little nervous, "what is it?" You asked again as your heart raced inside.
He caressed the side of your face then his hand went lower to your chest, "I've been thinking a lot, about having my own family then you said that marriage isn't something we should take lightly," he continued.
"Yes," you stifled a nod as you said it.
"It's not that I want to skip that part but I think we need more time for that," he said.
"Chan please, I'm getting anxious here," you told him, fisting his t-shirt in your hand.
He softly smiled then put his hand on your stomach, "I'm thinking of having a baby with you," he finally popped the question.
You sighed, glad that the question wasn't something that turned out negative.
"I can't find no one more perfect to be a mother of my child but you," he sincerely said, he placed a hand on your stomach, "let's have a baby together,"
Your heart palpitations, the question took you by surprise but in a good way, you felt overjoyed hearing such a request but then again, this wasn't a decision that one person could take and it takes mutual commitments.
Knowing that Chan is mature beyond his age, you believed he had been thinking about it so many times to finally come up to you and asked you about it.
He made that decision himself after giving it a good thought, not out of whim or pressure.
"I believed you had been thinking over for a few times but Chan, what about your career? What about everything else that comes with it?" You asked, you just wanted to make sure if he meant it.
"You don't have to worry about all that, I'm the only one responsible for it. I know very well what it will do to my career, but please, put your trust in me," he answered.
"I don't want you to sacrifice all that just for me. We can always have a child later," you convinced him.
"Are you saying no?" he asked with sad eyes.
You quickly shook your head, "No, you know that I want another child," you innocently replied.
"So, you're saying yes?"
You smiled at him, "let's not get ahead of ourselves here," you said to him.
You took his hand and clasped it together with yours, "have you thought about everything? We are talking about raising a child together here, Chan. It's not that I doubt you, I trust you with all my life but I just need to make sure that you are in it because you genuinely want it," you explained.
"I want it. I want to have a child with you," he boldly stated.
"But what about you?" He asked back.
"What about me?"
"I should be the one asking you if you also genuinely want it," he said, "you are the one who will be carrying our child for 9 months and give birth. I don't want you to get through that just because I selfishly asked you for it," he sadly said.
You always knew he was empathetic like that, so lucky that you find such a rare breed of man.
"I might need a little bit more time but yes, I do want it," you honestly answered.
Chan smiled so wide that his dimples sunken deep on his cheeks, "so it's a yes yes?" He asked for confirmation.
You sheepishly nodded, "yes,"
He hastily kissed your lips, "I'm so happy," he said to you.
He dragged you closer to the bed and held you, not willing to let go even just for a mere second.
"I can't wait to make a family with you," he muttered to you.
Then he realized something and quickly looked at you, "Not that I don't think of little Chan as my own child I-"
You shut him up with a kiss, "you know what makes me sure to have a child with you?" You asked him.
"What?"
"I know that you fell in love with little Chan first before you fell in love with me," you told him.
"I'm always grateful for the way you treated him like your own son," you added with a sweet smile.
He let out a dreamy sigh, feeling so contented with all the good things that happened that day that he wondered if he deserved all these blessings.
He hugged you because he didn't know how to convey it with words.
"That's also why I'm so sure you'd make a great dad for our child later," you said.
Chan probably would never stop blushing whenever he hears the word 'our child' for he has always been dreaming of what you and his child would be, regardless of gender, he would love them because they'll be a love child of yours together.
"Should we start making babies now?" He suddenly asked you as his hand made its way between your thighs.
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