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I will remember you(Part 2)

Extraordinary you!Au x Zombie Apocalypse!Au

Summary: The world was damned. A deadly virus going around turning everyone in zombies? Yeah, the world was definitely damned. But that was the least of his problems right now. Time was slipping by him..he had been hearing weird sounds. He decided that he was going crazy. Until a certain someone appeared and told him not to worry because apparently this all a fiction, more specifically a comic?

Words: 9k

AN: The next thing I want to put out is a Seungmin fanfic because I think people overlook him so much! I will try to organize my thoughts and put it out shortly! I hope you enjoy my work!

Part 1

Comic? Character? Me?

He shook his head, shaking the idea off him.  There was absolutely no way. Thoughts were swimming around his head, making him feel light headed and dizzy. Was it really possible for all this to be a lie? He felt silly just by thinking it. The sunlight warming his skin felt real, the delightful laughter filling the classroom felt real, he felt real. Frustrated signs left him again.

Two days already passed since Y/N revealed to him the crazy shit that she thought the world consisted of. He recalled their conversation with disdain... 

  "Wow you are even more fucking crazy than I am"he exclaimed, beliwered. He took a step back, widening the distance between them. Who knows maybe a zombie bit her and all this were side effects.

   "Maybe I am" she beamed happily, repeatedly patting the spot next to her expecting him to sit with her. He raised an eyebrow only to meet the same annoyingly cheery expression, he signed and caved. He slowly lowered himself to the ground, it was still warm from the setting sun above them he noticed. 

"So do you want to learn more?"she inquired as she was talking with me about the weather ,hands busy brushing through her thick and tangled locks.

   "Enlight me" he taunted her as he scanned the yard. He hadn't been here in months. From the level ground everything was way bigger than he remembered. Seeing it from up close was a reminder of the old times and how fucked up was his current situation.

   "They won't come" she stated simply, still running her fingers through her brown locks. Total at ease in this environment. "I lounge here often enough. Never met a functioning zombie here"

   "How come? Your writer doesn't fancy gardens? Oh!Oh! Are the zombies allergic?!" Irony was evident in his tone "That would explain soo much!"

   "Ha ha..No, in the shadow they just...exist. They are not chasing us,not trying to eat us. I can just simply past one and it won't do anything. Just trust me"she shrugged, laying down to absorb as much sun as she could.

   "I don't. Not even a little bit" he bit back and she laughed.

   If he was honest that moment right there seemed straight out of a book. She laying there laughter filling the air, the sun setting behind them showering them in golden light, the breeze blowing just enough to feel refreshed and light. The flowers, even though they were dying like everything on this planet, still smelled wonderful. It was beautiful.. too bad he cared so little for it.

   "So you're saying that this is a comic book? And what's the plot?" he snickered as he laid down as well. He normally would be so alert and ready to spring at any moment. But seeing her lazing around and being comfortable, made him more lazy as well. Her serenity calmed him oddly enough.

    She shifted to her side, one arm supporting her weight to take a better look at him. She aspect him deeply, as if she was deciding to tell him a secret or not. He didn't know what expression he was wearing, maybe contempt or boredom, but she seemed to find whatever she was looking for. "Well, the zombie apocalypse trope is pretty obvious."

     "Oh really? I hadn't noticed that!"he scoffed

     "Surprise!" She joked back, an ironic laugh leaving her "other than that.. you know the new girl? She is a spy from an opposite camp. The government is scavenging for survivors, the catch? They have limited space. So the smarter thing to do is eliminate the competition, according to them at least. Maniacs all of them if you ask me. Soo, they send her over to deal with us from the inside. Pretty stereotypical, right?"

       His mouth fell open and his eyebrows flew to his hairline. Spy? The government? Every thought he was ready to voice in an rather rude way stayed there, catch in his throat "You are joking..right?"he eventually uttered.

      "Wish I was believe me"she signed.

      He didn't say anything for a while then he just stood up wordlessly and left.

And he had avoided her ever since like she was the plague.

   He had to organize his thoughts. Provided she was telling the truth..how could he prevent the invasion of an enemy camp? How could he make the government pick them? How could he stop the girl? He tried to find a perfect solution only to come up empty.

   He spend many sleepless nights. Okay three to be exact! But he needed the sleep! He had things to do and errands to run but the thing is wherever he went, he kept seeing her. Like fate was playing some twisted game against him. He was helping out with weaponry? She was there. He was keeping watch? She was releasing him of his duties. Heck she even slept two classrooms away he discovered as he went to sleep yesterday and she called out good night to him, making him jump out of his skin and dart inside.

   He was currently in the weaponry area, also known as the janitor's closet and the benches outside of it, as it held the most tools that were of use to them. His unwounded hand served as a painful reminder of that fact. As Felix was tying the rope around two broken broomsticks to serve as a spear that he had no experience handling. The many times he had accidentally sprung it upon random people near him confirmed that so his preference for knives and close range weaponry was clear but as a good fellow he helped. As he was finishing honing the weapon, he realized that she was there too. Brown hair pilled on top of her head in a way too messy bun, white T shirt with patches of dirty stuck on it, clearly stating that she was pulling her weight around the camp and oversized denim jeans shorts that was a clearly bad choice for someone that had to run at the drop of a hat. Was she around that often before? How come he didn't noticed her?

   As he glanced at her, he suddenly met her stare. She blinked slowly at him as a smile spread on her face, a greeting. He immediately turned his head the other way, flustered to be caught looking so obviously at her.

    Instead he focused on the craft in his hands, tying the ropes with way more vigor than necessary. With a few more tugs he was done.

       "Hey-!" He started and paused, barely catching himself. What was his name again? He racked his brain trying to come up with an answer. He had been around this kid 6 months now, they slept at the same classroom and hang out frequently together after a long day's work, so it was not acceptable not to remember his name.

       "Can't remember, can ya?" A low voice whispered to his ear."I am curious though. Whose names do you remember?"

 Upon feeling the low voice on his ear the boy swirled towards her. Of course she made her way from across the closet to sit with him, just so she can spite him.

    He didn't answered her, just squinted his eyes at her. She was getting on his nerves really. All the crazy talk didn't help his situation and now she was popping up everywhere.She was an easy target to get out all his frustration and ire."What the fuck?"

    She titled her head looking at him."You know in the comics you are made out to be such a sweetheart. From up close you are more like an asshole"

    "Fuck off then."he shrugged, curiosity peeked. Sweetheart? Him? That writer ought to get his eyes checked. He maybe had more of baby face, but that meant nothing. It was the freckles, he decided.

     "Nah, assholes are more my type" he let out a huff at her flirty commend. It had been months, a year top, since he was last hit on and she was cute. Too bad she was batshit crazy. "You can't remember his name because he doesn't have one" she resumed.

     "What?"he questioned ,startled.

     "He is an extra, unlike you he doesn't have a set up. He doesn't need a name, he is just there to fill the empty space." She said picking dirty from her nails.

     "Everyone has a name" he refuted, leaning towards her to whisper in her ear. If someone heard them talking they would be deemed as lunatics and  thrown out to the zombies together.

      "Name someone besides your friend group and me"she tutted.

      "Hyunjin,Minho, Seungmin..you want me to continue?" He sassed, relaxing more on the bench he had stationed himself.

      "You don't consider them part of your group?"she asked, an odd expression on her face.

      "We're not that close" he simply answered. They seemed that way? I mean, sure they hang out but if he was made to chose someone to go to with a secret Changbin and Jisung would be it for him. They were the most understanding and kind people he knew.

      "Huh" she seemed lost in her thoughts.

      "What?" He asked again

      "Nothing"she answered "Anyway, don't you want me to show you the proof you asked for? If you come with me tonight I will show you"

      He was suspicious. Things always got messy when she appeared "Where are we going?"

      "To show you the comic,of course" she smiled mischievously.

     "But where?"

     "You'll see"

~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~

    When Felix opened his eyes darkness greeted him.

     Of course it had to be in the middle of the night,he grumbled. Even though he didn't like the events taking place right now he quietly got up, taking extra care as to not wake up Jisung or any of the others sleeping soundly on the floor. The old oil lamp provided the only source of light to help him make his way to the front door. But if he prided himself on something it was how agile he was. Minho once compared him to a cat and even though he would like something more..regal he appreciated the compliment.

     Tippy toeing to the front between the masses of bodies was a piece of cake and soon Felix was closing the door behind him and walking down the hallway. The halls were totally empty, which was an understatement. It still didn't sit right with him to see them empty, though. They usually were filled with ex-students talking and laughing, now the large windows casted an airily glow that creeped him out. He shook his head, deciding to hurry. As soon as he hit the last step he saw you laying down on top of the desk, mere meters from the patched up door that almost went down the other day.

      "Do you do anything besides laying down?" He said announcing his presence as he went to stand over her head, flicking her lightly on the forehead

      She immediately opened her eyes, hands flying to the spot he hit and craned her neck to look at him. "I lay down as often as I can. I don't know about you, but I am not athlete material and this damn world keeps me in my toes"

      He hummed softly. "Where are going?"

      She righted herself on the desk and hoped down, bouncing energetically on her feet. "Follow me, grumpy pants"

      She made a bee line to the window on the right side of the room, opening it and jumping outside. Fortunately the height was not too much for them, so they easily landed in the back area of the school, back when he first caught a glimpse of her.

      "Now we have to climb through that window"she pointed to a ground floor window, similar to the one they just exited. "Once we are in,we just take the stairs to the second floor and turn left and into the library we go!"she word-vomited, unable to stop herself it seemed. She was way too talkative for such late hour.

      "Do you always talk that much?"he wondered as be followed her. She ignored him as she drew closer to the window. She stood still for a second,before muttering something under her breath. She started to walk away from the wall, skipping down the back yard, a loud noice was heard and soon after she come back with a chair in her arms.

      "I swear every time!" She exaggerated.

      "What?"he asked, as she placed the chair under the half open window.

      She stepped on the chair, pushing the heavy window open bit by bit. "When a scene take place, everything that happened on shadow goes back to their original place, so I have to keep carrying the chair back here. It's really annoying " she glanced at him, noticing his confused appearance and explained. "For example, let's say you injury yourself in the shadow.. it won't appear in the scene because the writer didn't mean to write that but if it happens on the scene it's permanent" the window was completely open by the time she finished her sentence,giving her the chance to jump inside.

      Once she jumped into the building she stuck her head outside and shouted "Your turn!"

      So he injured himself in the shadow when he scratched himself on the nails? Was that why the wound disappeared overnight?He climbed on the rusty old chair and easily followed her steps. In mere seconds he stood beside her in the opposite side of the school.

      He was starstruck. The school was.. pristine. That was the exact word that described it. The little furniture that the hall held, such as bookcases and a couple of lockers, were in their normal positions -completely dust and damage free. From the side of his eye he could see the cafeteria were the same applied. The lunch tables and all of their chairs were stacked neatly against each other like waiting for thousand of kids to sit on them and happily eat away the awful cafeteria lunch.

      She was examinating him as he looked around "Weird,huh?" She asked him, his confusion and awe all over his face.

      "Why is the place like that? It is overrunned by zombies. It should have been total chaos in here" he asked as he turned around and around to catch all the little details.

      "Because the writer didn't have a need to write it destroyed. My guess is that he needed a model of a school and that is why that part exists. He technically doesn't need to write this part, but it would be weird not to exist and ta da!!" She exclaimed, jumping light and using flashy jazz hands.

      "Huh.." he marveled, coming back to her side.

      "Ready?" He nodded at her and they started to climb the stairs quietly.

      He had a million things he wanted to ask, still only half believing her. He looked at her back and decided to speak up "How did you figured out?That it was safe I mean?"

      She reflected on the question and answered "It was a month in the comic, after the virus spread. I started to hear noises, time flew right by and I started to get strong headaches..Much like you did."she cocked her head in his direction as she naturally took a left turn to head to the library. "Then it started coming up to me. The truth. Memories. Flashes from the past. And that was it."

      He paused, legs feeling weaker than usual. He grabbed her arm before she could open the double door that lead to the library."What do you mean flashes from the past?"

      She looked at him over her shoulder, a secretive smile on her face "You didn't think that was my first rodeo, right?" She said voice enigmatic and dark, as she pushed the door open.

      The library stayed the same. That was his first thought. The room had a high ceiling making it appear enormous,tall rows of bookcases stretched all over the place, making almost like a labyrinth. The wooden floor and cozy little spots made it more comfortable and warm despite it's intimidating size. In the middle of the room was a small circle, where students could study and lazy around. It was like a day hadn't passed.

      Y/N flew from beside him and headed over the fiction section, searching for something. He followed her as he did most of the evening. She had started talking before he even reached her.

      "The comic book appears here every time..Not the same place everything time though. I tried to take it with me but it won't stay. It just disappears. It's like a treasure hunt every time!" She said, giggling. She was passing rows and rows of books, making sure her hand is brushing every one of them.

      "You said that is not your first rodeo. What does that mean?"he asked carefully.

      Without pausing her stride she answered "I have been in other comics before, the writer likes to use characters from his past books. Lazy bastard. I have been in a college comics. In a mafia one too! Was never the lead though " she murmured the last part.

      Meanwhile Felix didn't know what to say. So this meant she had lived at least 3 lives before this one?

     "So have we met before?" He wondered.

     "Don't think so..I would have definitely remembered you"she stated, making him flush. Red splotches were sprawled all over his face and neck he was sure. It wasn't that he hadn't heard a compliment before, but the way she said she would surely remember him without much explanation hinting he was special enough to be remembered.. he was strangely touched.

      "Here it is!" She exclaimed, jumping up, steadying herself on the lowest shelf and stretching to catch a thin book.She looked at him and cocked her head to the studying area in the middle of the library.

      She reached the desk that was near them and made herself comfortable on top of the desk, instead of a chair. She placed the book beside her and waved him closer. He took a seat in the chair in front at the book and looked at it, a snort leaving him immediately.

      "Deadly love?" He questioned, reading the title.

    "I Know!!!"she yelped, throwing her hands in the air.

    It was small, barely larger than his hand and it's color was black with splatters of red. Blood, he realized. He slowly opened the first page and sketches of familiar faces greeted him. The drawing of Hyunjin and the new girl was the first thing that caught his eye. A few notable info under their sketches, along with their names. In the page next to them he saw his name, along with his friend's and acquaintance's names. He ran his fingers over his own drawing.

    Lee Felix. 18. Friend of Hyunjin, the favorite of the group, a total sweetheart.

    That was it. His whole being summed up in those meaningless words. Rage filled him but he clenched his teeth and suppressed it. Now wasn't the time for that. He turned a page and an other page and an another and an another. Words had left him, numbness had taken over.    

     He turned his head towards Y/N, waiting for some guidance or comforting words. He was not sure what look he was displaying but as soon as he turned her hand found home in his shoulder rubbing it soothingly.

    "It's gonna be okay." She muttered voice light and warm, just like that time at the roof. He signed as he brought his hands on his face, rubbing it roughly before regaining control.

    He continued to flip the pages, his fingers brushing against the scenes in which he took part in. He could recognize quite a few events, the scenes which contained the romance between hyunjin and his girl he did not care to read. But what caught his attention was the scenes with you and from the enemy camp. You weren't in many scenes and those you were in, he almost didn't recognize you. You always wore a sneer and pretty much bullying the fuck out of the poor main lead. It was a struck difference between the you, who he saw in the paper and the you, who was looking at him right now. As for enemy camp... the whole plan laid before him and he didn't know what to do with this information.

    "We have to tell someone, do something!"  he protested, glancing up to your figure that was reading along. You were unusually quiet, a far away look in your brown eyes that unsettled him greatly.

     "What would you like to do?"Y/N asked, leaning her weight on her hands that were against the desk casually.

      "We have to tell Chan! We have to kick her out of her and move our camp!"he yelled, unable to hold his temper in check.

       "Very valid points. Do it" she challenged, a airy smile on her face. She suddenly leaned closer to him,face very close to his person, from her place on the desk she looked almost menacing. She almost looked like her book self.

        "Why do I sense a but?"he groaned, exaggerated at this point.

        "They won't listen. You could tell them everything and they won't by the next scene. It is an unfortunate catch of the comic." She hopped down from the desk and she stated circling around him. "Okay, quiz time!"

        He looked at her with a look that said really, but she nodded.

        "Shadow!"

        He let out a long breath and kicked lightly his feet like a fretful child but answered her question nonetheless. "We have free will, can do whatever we want"

        She pumped her fists in the air and with a voice of a bad show presenter she shouted "Correct! What is the noise you hear?"

        "Umm.." he got nothing to show there.

        "Eeech! Incorrect! That the sound of a scene starting. Haven't you noticed you are saying things you don't mean and want when you hear the sounds?" She grabbed the book from his hands and and flipped through stopping at a familiar scene."This is  the scene where Hyunjin tells you about his feelings. You said that you are not close with him, but here you are consoling him. Why? Because the writer made you do it."

         Felix stared the scene before him. It was true that he cared little about such things and he didn't understand the need he had that moment to console him. Was it truly everything a lie? Was such a puppet to the writer?

         "Don't be sad Lixie! We have each other now!" She said throwing an arm around his shoulders, rubbing her cheek against him.

          He right away unwinded her arm from his person and pushed her lightly away. "I don't know you."

          "We can get to know each other. Something tells me that we will be great friends." she beamed at him, still not shying away from him.

          "Why are you so happy all the time? We are ,like, dying"he wondered, making himself comfortable on the chair.

          "My set up is a minor villain as you saw. I am always a bitch on the scenes I am in. Got tired of frowning all the time. You probably won't remember me in the scenes but I always bully the new girl, I am a lackey to Mina.. you know short black hair ? Frowning all the time? Loud as fuck?"

          "Yeah I somewhat remember her..but not you.."he mumbled the last part, hoping she wouldn't hear.

          "Don't sweat it, I am an extra.I am even lucky to get a name" she cackled settling down again,this time beside him."So what you wanna do now? Should I bring other comics?" She asked hopefully.

          He though about arguing with her, but he had nothing better to do."Let me come with you. I don't trust your taste"

          "Romance not your taste Lixie?" She teasingly mocked, looking him through her lashes.

          He rolled his eyes and made his way to the fiction section.

          She giggled and followed him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~

      The next few weeks were way more fun than the 6 months he spend here.

      He was way calmer now that he was sure he wasn't losing it. He also was more calm with the whole zombie situation. In the past he jumped at the slightest noise, he was ready to bolt at the drop of a hat. He was scared for his life. Now he laid at the roof, gazing at the horizon. It was funny how things changed.

       Over the past weeks he had gotten a lot closer with Y/N. Unwillingly, he would always claim and she would always smile. During the lunch breaks they would always sneak to the library to lazy around and read some comics. They tried to turn on some devices, Y/N insisting that some may work. A waste of time that was. But he learned that she enjoyed some gaming back in the days, not as much as he did but it would be nice to play together. He wondered what Fortnite would be with her, probably a lot of shouting from him and uncontrollable giggles from her as she messed up. They would always brave the other side of the school as well, finding a lot of lost things in the process. He had discovered a ton of clothes laying around, knifes laying around in the kitchen of the cafeteria, which he tried to sneak over to the other side. All in vain as they were gone by the morning. Y/N had discovered an old radio in the library, probably older than both of them combined, and she had the damn thing blasting all day long. He had tried to throw that blasted thing away only for it to show up in it's place the next noon. While Y/N was happy..him? Not so much... especially cause she turned it even higher in volume, dancing around rhythmically to its beats, causing him a headache, which she quoted was totally deserved. They had discovered cards and board games as well, making the time pass easier. She had found some old pencils and markers in some drawer and had insisted that he would be her model, saying it was her dream once to become an artist. One look at the final result had Felix reaching over and tearing apart the caricature she had drawn, not minding her cries of protest."It gives me the creeps"he had said to her and he was being truthful! She wasn't cut to be an artist in the slightest, after that attempt she had for shaken drawing in favor of other skills.

         A loud noise shook him out of his thoughts. He slowly turned around to see a familiar face enter the rooftop.

       "Hey Mina..I can handle your shift for today..I know you are tired these days, why don't you take a rest?" Y/N sweetly proposed, leaning forward with earnest eyes pined on the other girl.

       "Y/N!! I kinda am, now that you mentioned it" Mina said stretching her sore muscles. "You are such a sweetheart for thinking of me. Thanks dear" she said heading towards the door,sending a flying kiss her way on the way. "Well!..Have fun!"

       "I intend to" Y/N said, wolfishly. She turned to him, already wearing a chesire smile on her face. "Oh Lixie! Look what I have here!" She extended her hand towards him. An pack of Uno cards in her grasp.

       He titled his head and paused. "You agreed to change shifts just to paly Uno with me?" He asked, incredulously.

       "What can I say? I was bored" she shrugged, having already crossed the distance and foldings the cards. "You wanna go first or should I?"

         He rolled his eyes as he settled down as well. "You go"

         "I must warn you though. I am a pro"she challenged, raising her eyebrow.

           "We shall see"he returned.

         Three games later and he still had to won. He threw his head back, a scream bubbling in his throat. "You-you are cheating!"he accused, aggressively pointing at her.

       "No I am not! Now take your six cards like a man!" She protested, eyes sparkling with victory.

            He groaned as he went to draw six more cards- 

         Blink.

         Swoosh!

 "Okay guys, here's the plan."

     A couple of students were gathered in the teacher's office. He couldn't get used to this feeling now that he knew what it is. A scene was starting. His gaze darted around taking everything in. He recognized several faces, Chan's, Minho's, Mina's, Spy girl's and finally yours. You looked so different now though. You had that look he only catch a glimpse of in the comic book. Five minutes before your eyes were glistening, you were laughing carefree as you were whooping his ass at Uno. Now your eyes were focused and aggressive, a frown marrying your pretty face, your hair pulled back and your arms crossed. You were ready for battle. Then he realized why. Of course. The supplies. Minho mentioned that they were running dangerously low.

       "We will go to the second floor today. Our goal is mainly canned food. If you can find packaged bread, it's fine too. Y/N and Mina you take the first floor, we have scanned it already but see if you can find some more medicine." Chan explained. Short and to the point as always. "You ready? All got your tools?" He received nods from all around. 

       Before he could say anything or catch your gaze-

       Swoosh!

     They stood before the market already. He wanted to turn and look at you, but his face stayed turned straight, his knuckles turning white from his fierce grip on his knife.

        Chan turned and pointed to the entrance. Words were a threat right now, not a friend. All together they started to enter the building. It once was a market place filled with everything you could imagine from painkillers to furniture, now it was all past glory. Half the lights were shut or shattered making the place plunged in darkness, the rows of shelves were half-empty or cluttered from the many hands that went through them. Many products were on the floor, some opened and thrown away in it's previous owner's hurry, making the stench so strongly that a few of them had to place a cloth over their nose. Quickly they ascended the stairs, his vision of the girls downstairs gone. He had a bad feeling, he didn't want to be there for a second more but his feet wouldn't listen to him. So even though he wanted to stop and run the other way, he continued searching rows and rows of products.

       Four minutes in, he had his bag full and was ready to go. Now he thought about it, this must be the work of the writer- a never ending of supplies abandoned super market. But the run here was too uneventful. He tapped Chan on the shoulder, jerking his head towards the staircase. The older male nodded as well and hand-gestured the rest of the team to follow. When they were in the middle of the staircase a loud noise alerted them and the inhuman grunt that followed filled them with even more dread. Running as fast and noiseless as they could, they made bee line to the exit. That's when the thought popped up in his head.

       No! Y/N is still in there! He willed his feet to stop running, to turn the other way but they failed him miserably. His breath started coming quicker than normal, his palms sweating. He had to find a way in! But the damn scene wasn't ending! From the side of his eye, he saw a lone petite figure darting towards the direction of the other girls. But that was the last thing he saw before his traitorous feet carried him outside. As soon as they were outside Chan shouted" The girls" and started to make his way inside yet again but Minho, ever the strategist, stopped him by shaking his head.

        "It's too late now Chan"he whispered, already closing the large doors sealing them inside, making them safe and sealing the girls' fate.

       No..no! This couldn't be happening, would he lose her? He couldn't lose her... Panic choked him, tears sprung to his eyes and his damned feet still wouldn't move! He closed his eyes, shoulders dropping waiting for the known sound to end the scene so he could fall apart.

       "Hurry! Come on! Come on!" A feminine voice yelled, sounds of feet stomping to them was the only other sound be heard.

       "You escaped!" Chan said, slumping with relief.

     He turned to look at them.

     All of you reached them,out of breath and clutching each other tightly as you answered like one, but the noise was too loud for them to hear. Felix couldn't believe the relief that he felt. You were there, albeit dirty,sweaty and nearly slumped over from the exhaustion but you were there-safe.

      "I saw the zombie going to them! So I threw an cup or whatever that was near me to the opposite side. The zombie got distracted by the sounds and forgot about us. We heard the door closing so we hid in the back room and we escaped from the window there." Spy Girl said.

      "Thank you..You saved us"Mina said, you nodding repeatedly from beside her, still visibly trembling.

 "I did what anyone would do" she replied, rocking on her heels with a big smile on her face.

       Swoosh!

 Felix felt like he could finally breath. He couldn't wait until they were alone. "Y/N!" He dived immediately to her,cradling her face in his hands. After a good look on her face, he run his hands across her trying to find fault. "You okay?Are you hurt?" His hands roamed all over her, not wanting to hurt her but still wanting to check. They settled on her forearms shaking her lightly. "Y-Y/N?" He asked again when he didn't get an answer. He grinded his teeth, getting impatient.

      "I am fine Lixie." She willed herself to respond. But he saw her, her skin was ashen and her eyes filled with unreleased tears. He wanted to comfort her first, but his feelings got the best of him.

         "What the fuck! You could have gotten killed! Why didn't you tried to run?!" He spatted at her, tightening his hands on her for a moment before letting her go. He stayed close, too close for comfort but not close enough for his. He run his hands through his hair, tugging it roughly. He couldn't stay still, body filled with adrenaline.

           She lowered her head, staring at her feet. Totally avoiding eye contact. "For the same reason you didn't come back to help" she whispered back. That, right there, was a stab right at his heart. He kept quiet out of frustration. He wanted to help, he sweared he did but his feet were nailed to the ground!

        She looked at him through her lashes, shoulder hitting him gently. "I am fine. Really"

She offered a smile, more shaky and uncertain than her usually cheeky a d mischievous one, but he would take what he could get.

      Wordlessly he snaked his hand over her shoulders, cuddling her to his side. He couldn't get over this feeling that washed over him, he needed her near right now. Only she could make the bad feeling go away.

         "Eeeh... shall we go back now that everyone is here?" Chan proposed. Everyone eagerly nodded their consent and rushed to get away from the store.

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     They barely made it inside when everyone flew off, the scene no longer binding them together until they were the only ones in the hall. Felix tugged her hand, that he now realized he never had let go of, cocking his head towards the window. Y/N paused for a moment before nodding and following him.

      After helping her get out of the window, he went to find the stupid chair that kept disappearing.It was out of habit now, the drill between them known for a while. They climbed in silently and made their way up together. He didn't like the silence, he got so used to her talking a mile a minute. Now she was out of words it seemed, and that alone scared him. He let go of her hand that he had grabbed yet again without his knowledge and pushed the double doors open. The library seemed especially inviting today. Warm sunlight showering every corner of the place, wooden floors almost shinning in response to the exposure. They had left several pieces of clothing over the time but they kept disappearing so the place was too clean for his taste. He ushered her in the middle and made her take a sit in a chair in front of him. He awkwardly crouched before her wanting to look at her.

       "Hey" he whispered, reaching a hand to pull her hair away from her face. He placed his hand against her cheek turning her head lightly to him. She was still shaken up. His other hand found way to her thigh rubbing soothing circles to calm her down. "You are okay now Y/N"

          Her only response was a nod as she stared off to space. She looked at him, but not really.

        "Do you wanna talk about it?" He continued, still running soothingly circles over her leg. 

        She swallowed thickly before opening her mouth. "I thought I was done for Felix. I t-thought my time was u-up." She said, still looking off to space.

       "Look at me" Felix whispered, guiding her face to his. He placed his forehead against her and closed his eyes, hoping this would ground her as much it grounded him."You are here. With me. Nothing bad happened. You are here"he repeated, feeling her rigid body calm a bit, shoulders slumping and hearing her repeat "with you" made something snap in him.

       Maybe it was the fear he felt today at the thought that he lost her , maybe it was the thought what would he do in this place without her and her company keeping him warm or maybe it was how beautiful she looked with her flushed cheeks and red bitten lips but he felt that if he didn't feel them on his right that second he would explode.

          "Y/N..."he breathed out. Maybe it was his tone or the way his breath caught up she seemed to realize what he wanted. Because now that her watery eyes opened they met his longing stare and fleeted down to his half open lips.

        He hesitated as he cradled her face, angling her face to his own. But the bashful smile on her face and her already closed eyes spurred him to lean forward and close the distance between their lips. He gently pressed his mouth to her, just a gentle warm touch. She  tasted fresh like running water and something entire her and he was immediately sold. Their lips brushed against each other slowly, dancing to their own tempo until he felt her tongue on his lip, asking him to deepen their kiss, which he gladly accepted. They mouths classed perfectly, her hands were embracing him pulling him closer and he was in turn caressing every inch he could get hold of. Her cold hands gently touched his neck and chin causing him to shudder and her to smile. She broke away to take a much needed breath and looked at him, wearing that heart-stopping smile. She suddenly jumped into his arms, making him lose balance and fall to the hard wood floor. Any other day he would have been pissed, now he laughed wholeheartedly as he trapped her in his embrace . She signed with content and hide her face in the crook of his neck.

      "Can we stay like that for a while?"

      "As long as you would like,love"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~

    A few more weeks passed filled with laughter and secret rendezvous. Their days were mostly spend in the library chilling. They would lazy around ,reading or playing cards. Felix quickly learned that you were too good of a player. Experience- you claimed from the days were you would gamble away in the mafia world. You had also gotten your hands upon some crafts books you wanted to try drawing skills long forgotten,but the result was hundreds paper cranes floating around the library. He had tried to join you but after 3 disfigured cranes, he decided that he had had enough choosing instead to lay there as you crafted away. His favourite past time thought would be the time you spend in each other's embrace,kissing away the anxiety and loving each other. Funny, he thought, I didn't think I would be as open to affection as Y/N was. There was not a minute he wasn't touching you in some way that would be either a arm thrown over your shoulders or placed on your waist or simply his lips against yours. You were inseparable.

     You didn't even separate in sleep. Y/N would always end up in his blanket, either she was there talking with him and his friends and she would simply doze off there or she would be in the door with her own blanket waiting for someone to let her in, just like an oversized puppy. The first few times Changbin and Jisung threw some questioning looks at him but after a few days they welcomed you in just as often. They even remembered your name after using so much time in the shadow.

      Right now you were laying side by side on the library floor, the sun warming your figures, almost lulling you to sleep.At least one of you.

     "Lixiee" a whiny voice penetrates his eardrum. He ignored said voice with the hope of catching some sleep."Lixie I know you're not sleeping." She said drawing closer, half laying on top of him 

         "How?"he said not bothering to open his eyes. He was so relaxed right now that every small movement was a promise of pain.

         "You snore when you sleep" she sassed back, now poking at his ribs.

        "I do not snore"he protested lazily,finally turning his head to look at her laying in his arms all snuggly and adorable.

        "Made you look through"she said, playing with his T shirt sleeve. 

          He half laughed half signed. He laid his head back down staring blankly at the ceiling. "What you wanted?" he asked, raising an arm to caress her hair.

         "I found a book-" he groaned without hearing the rest "you didn't even let me finish!" She jokingly protested, mirth dancing in her brown eyes.

          He stopped faking his death to let her finish her sentence. "I found a book about dancing-" on que he started to groan louder.

      "Ohh come on! We didn't held any dances before this whole fiasco started"she protested, crossing her arms and adoring a pout on her face.

     Felix looked at her being all pouty for a dance. He turned on his side, jutting out his arms to support his weight. "What kind of dance?" he asked out of curiosity.

  Her eyes immediately light up. She turned the book to him showing off a page of a pair-

"Waltzing!" She cried out, grinning

      He looked at the page. He could waltz.. it was just staying in place and twirling her around. His eyes fleeted to hers, watching her practically vibrate. "Okay" he agreed.

     She let out a small cry, kissing him swiftly and darted from her seat on the floor in search of something. A beat later he heard a melody playing in the background. The radio.       A melancholic yet passionate tone was swirling in the air now, the sun was hitting just right and Y/N approaching him with graceful strides and a sweet smile on her face made Felix feel fuzzy and warm inside.

    "Can I have this dance, kind sir?" She lightly bowed, stretching her hand out to him. She looked at him through her lashes, eyes filled with stars and smile with mischief.

    He let out a happy puff of air "Well of course" he stood up and pulled her close, placing his hand on her waist. She stepped even closer,not an inch separating their bodies, placed her hand on his shoulder and whispered "To my left". And they started waltzing. Their first circle was kind of awkward as they didn't know what exactly they were doing, but as the second circle rolled in they were gliding across the wooden floor more smoothly. The sound of Waltz no. 2 that filling the air covered their delighted giggles and accompanied their longing gazes. 

    She never looked more beautiful than right now, he thought. Darks eyes locked on his, never breaking contact, her hands that were always running a few degrees colder than his,were pulling him closer,now thrown over his shoulder playing with his hair. Her own glossy dark hair were swaying around her, caressing him as they moved around. She looked adorable with her white tee and great sweatpants that she clutched like an evening gown. He was beyond happy in this moment. The world may be damned, but he felt a new kind of hope now.

    He suddenly grabbed her by the waist , hosting her up in the air and twirled her around. She was startled for a moment , before throwing her head back and let out a loud laugh. He carefully set her down and as the song drew to its peak and great ending, he dipped her gently.

    Her brown eyes were half closed, her pupils dilated and lips half open inviting him in. He dipped even further and closed the distance between them kissing her with all he got. All the emotion he felt in that moment convened in the pressing of his lips and tightening of his hands around her.

      He eventually let go of her lips to get some necessary air into his lungs. Eyes still closed as savoring the moment ,they righted their postures. They didn't let go of each other right away, just stood there gazing at each other's eyes. She tip toed to press a lingering kiss on his lips "That was fun" she said, rocking back and forth in his arms  "we should do it more often"

     "As you wish, my lady" he whispered leaned in for more sweet kisses.

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Swoosh!

As soon as Felix gained consciousness he was sure of 3 things. Firstly, that awful sound in his ears is the sound of a scene starting, secondly, even if he couldn't move his head to check, he was sure you weren't beside him sleeping as he last remembered and thirdly, something very bad was happening.

     "Guys! We got to go! We are under attack! Get up, we got to go!" An alarmed Hyunjin that moments before burst into the room, shouted, shaking unconscious students awake with force.

      "Who is attacking us?!" Changbin asked in a horrified stupor. 

       Hyunjin threw a glance over his shoulder to a girl half hidden behind him."I will explain later. Now we got to hurry!" He said already taking off to wake the others.He unwillingly got up and followed suit. He ran to the closest classrooms, waking up other unsuspecting students all the while trying to catch a glimpse of you. Panic had taken over everyone,the entire school was up and running but that was nothing until they heard the sounds of engines running. He threw himself against the nearest window and watch with horror as enormous car decorated with spikes and wire netting tore it's way through the front gates, letting the enemy in as well as dozens upon dozens of zombies.

A arm grabbed his own and for a moment he thought that the scene was over and you were grabbing him trying to get him away from the horrors. But the hope fell through as Changbin shouted his name and for him to focus. He continued running not knowing where he was going. He was starting to panic as well he didn't know what would they do and more importantly he didn't know where you where. None of the students he helped were you. He knew that your classroom when you didn't sleep with him was on this floor so logically you would be safe..

     But the panic he felt before was nothing compared to the one he was feeling now as he heard the screams that accompanied the gunshots. He exchanged a petrified look with Changbin and they run."What is happening?" He screamed, feeling helpless.

    "I don't know man, just run!"he yelled, clearly as overwhelmed as he felt.

 "Felix! Changbin!" A yelp was heard from behind them. As soon as they turned they spotted Chan running to them. "An enemy camp has invaded ours. They have guns and they are killing everyone that crosses their eyes. Hyunjin told to gather you all in the roof that-that the government is going to pick us up,that they are looking for survivors!Try to avoid anyone strange looking...and don't go on the first floor.Please" he said.The next second he threw himself at us, clutching us tight. "I will see you on the roof. But... "He trailed off looking as if he couldn't keep in the tears.

     "Go. We will be right behind you" Changbin said returning the hug. Felix clutching him just as tight. He looked at them one last time and sped off.

Swoosh!

Finally!

Felix was ready to take off. He had wasted precious time already in this fucking bullshit, he cared enough for Chan to appreciate this small moment, but he needed to find you. He took a total of 3 steps before an arm wrapped around his.

    "What?" he snapped, almost seeing red.

Changbin didn't move an inch."Where the fuck you going Felix?"

      "I have to find Y/N"he said trying to break free from the boy"I-I have to find her!"he shouted

       "We have to get to the roof"Changbin said, determinated. Felix managed to shrugged him off, adrenaline coursing through his veins.

        "You go first. I..I can't leave without her Binnie" he begged him, the desperation on his face evident. The older boy took a step back, a stern expression on his face that Felix hasn't associated with him. "Don't fight a losing battle" he warned "I will wait for you upstairs. I will wait for you man" he finally said , quickly hugging him once again and turned around, disappearing in the dark.

    As soon as Changbin left his sight , he run. He jogged all around the place, hiding himself at the slightest sound. He was brave enough to do this for you, he reminded himself. The fear of a bullet through his brain was not enough to hold him back.So he continued running, his eyes missing nothing. He met a lot of students, terrified and trembling on different corners of the school so he explained as fast as he could and sent them on their way. But there was no sign of you. He checked everywhere,on the teacher's office,on the janitor's closet, on every classroom...that left him with only one opinion.

     He rocked on his heels, trussing his hair before making the decision. You were worth the risk, so as quietly he could he went down the stairs.

      As he made his way down the first thing that hit was the stench. Copper and gun fire. The second thing he noticed was that no one was there except fallen bodies. Tears sprung to his eyes. He knew this people, he talked to them hours before and now they were lifeless masses on the floor because of a massacre. He swallowed and made himself look at their faces. No sign of you but this time he was relieved. "Y/N!" He whispered-shouted, scanning the place once again. 

"Fe-Felix!" A voice called out, weak, barely managing to speak up so he can notice. But he noticed, he swung his head to the direction of their window. He run so fast he didn't notice the trail of blood he run through, until he jumped out of the window and he saw you.

    You were laying just beside the window, clearly not having any more strength to pull yourself further away, looking like a total mess. Your hair disheveled beyond saving, skin ashen almost a sickly white, your lips that were usually smiling were twisted in a grimace, but you were alive.

      "Y/N!" He couldn't stop himself he immediately threw his hands around you, holding you tight but your response was one he didn't expect. A loud pained groan left your lips ,your whole body tensing. "Y-Y/N?" He stuttered, feeling lost. Until he saw the way you held yourself, the dried blood in your chin and lips ,but most importantly the flesh blood that was pooling in your stomach region. 

      "Why are you here,love?" She asked placing a cold hand on his cheek, caressing him lovingly. "You are supposed to be on the roof from what I heard"

      "I came to get you.Come on hang on to me, I can carry you up. Come on" he said, trying to place her hand around a his shoulders, but he only felt her tense more, pain filling her. He tried to snake his hands under her legs and host her up but it ended the same.

        "Lixie-"she started but he shushed her. He tried to collect her in his arms again, but he could feel how heavy her body was, how she couldn't control her movements. 

       "No!No no no no!No!" He chanted, as he capped her face "You have to get up, we have to get out together! I will dance with you every day! I will play cards with you! I will cook for you!You won't have to do anything! Just" he sobbed, tears he could no longer hold now were freely flowing. " Just stay with me. Please Y/N"he cried, willing her to live with him.

   "Felix,look at me" she breathed. He shook his head, burrowing his head in the crook of your neck, hugging you, breathing you in. He felt your lips at his temple and your weak arms wrapping themselves around him. "I will try to remember you in our next life. I will remember you." She promised. He pulled himself back and gave her a tearful smile.

     "And I will remember you, my love. I will remember you" he promised and leaned down to connect their lips one last time.

Swoosh!

He blinked.

He was on a helicopter, looking down at the school along with some of the others. He recognized Chan and Minho, who were going from person to person trying to reassure and comfort. He spotted Jisung and Changbin close by him, Hyunjin and his girl huddled in a corner clutching each other but he turned away , not standing the sigh of them. He turned his attention to the school below him. Now a graveyard for the fallen ones. A place that will always remind us of our loved ones. 

Tears filled his vision.

Goodbye my love , he thought. I will find you again.

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Swoosh!

Blinding lights was the first thing he saw. Music was the first thing he heard. Something heavy on his person was the first thing he felt.

He opened his eyes and he was in awe.

They first thing he did was look down only to see a heavy armor surrounding him. It was all silver metal with gold finishings. A sword was fastened in the armor, he was sure it weighted the same amount as him, if it wasn't even heavier.Then he looked up to see where he was.

A palace. He was in a real life palace. It was pristine. White walls with golden details engraved in complicated designs stretched over the walls. The ceiling was high up, so the enormous golden chandelier had more room to extend all over the people dancing. They all glided so gracefully on the marble floor as thought they didn't touch it.

 Every girl was dressed in long regal dresses which when they moved on the dance floor twirled around them making them look like fairies, every man had a three piece suit and while they were magnificent they looked like the belonged in a medieval play. All had adored masks, some were more plain but still painfully beautiful with golden or silver details, others had chosen more bold colours with feathers and glittery dust decorating them. He could spot figures with plainer clothes and simple masks carrying traits and drinks. Servants,he thought. With an other quick look around he spotted men dressed in the same silver armor he wore. 

Upon a elevated space was a seat fit for a king. On its sides sat two smaller seats,not less regal. All had crimson cushions and gold details as well. Gold must be their thing,he thought. Two tall guards stood behind the thrones wearing an even heavier armor than his.

Great. Zombie apocalypse first, now Arthur and the round table. Excellent.

He leaned against the wall he was by and gazed at the crowd. He didn't see anyone he knew as he didn't know what was he supposed to do here. 

He didn't much attention to his surrounding until he felt a presence stop before him.

"Can I have this dance, kind sir?" a melodious voice echoed.

 He pinned her with his eyes "Y/N?" Voice lashed with doubt he called her.

A black mask with silver details hide her face, but he could recognize that eyes. He would never forget those eyes. 

He looked at her. Not believing that she stood before him, alive and well.He stared with vigor trying to erase the last memory of her bleeding at the ground and burn this one to his memory.

A silver tiara sat on top of glossy brown hair that were curled to perfection, her face although hidden by the mask was alluring completed by a set of rubby red lips. Her gown was amazing black velvet and tulle were wrapped around her in a perfect balance. If the other girls looked fairies, she looked like a queen. A dark queen of vengeance. 

"The one and only" she smirked, extending her hand. In his stupor he took it and stepped in the dance floor with her. She placed her right hand on his shoulders, fingers immediately starting to play with his hair and left hand placed in his. He tightened his arms around her in a daze. 

"You are here" the stupid smile didn't leave his face. She was here, her cold hands clutching his and looking him like he hung the stars. "I am so sor-" 

 "Lixie shhh. No. None of that. We are here. Together" they circled the dance floor twice by now and whispers started to arise, following them as they started their third round. 

"Together" he agreed.

"What is going on here?" He lowered his head placing on top of hers. She hid her face on his neck, placing a sweet kiss there making him flush.

"You are my knight in shining armor" she sung. "You are in for a surprise, knight"

"What?"he leaned back to take a good look at her. She smiled and opened her mouth-

  Swoosh!

He was back by the wall in what he assumed was his post. As soon as the scene started trumpets started playing announcing the entrance of the royal family. First entered the king, the tall man with a golden crown on his head had no mask for he had no need for it. He was the king you could see it in the way he moved. Second entered the queen, a beautiful woman that age hadn't touched yet. She was the epitome of grace. And lastly entered the princess-

Y/N?!

Her figure glad in all black gazed at the crowd with boredom and disinterest. She swept the dance floor who had frozen in their spots upon the entrance, over the guests. Her gaze caught his own for a brief moment her intense gaze piercing him. She lightly squinted her eyes at him and gave him a hint of a smile, then she was gone. She climbed on the marble pondium along with her parents' and sat on the left plush throne by her father. She got comfortable on her chair, took a glass of wine and observed.

 Quite some time passed and while Felix didn't always look at your side, everytime he did he met your stare. You looked at him like a cat that was looking at their milk, if it was anyone else he would be uncomfortable but he was actually enjoying your attention. He could get used to having scenes with you.

Clink clink! 

The king stood up, clinking his goblet earning everyone's attention."My dear subjects! We have gathered here today to celebrate my daughter's birthday. This year as she is turning eighteen she will be choosing a husband to take! And he is here tonight!" His voice echoed throughout the ballroom. Husband? A shot of fear passed through him. We would have to antagonize a husband now?

"I shall go to him now,father. To my future husband and king. He shall be the only one I marry" a snarky voice was heard. And a blackened figure aroused. 

She started to make her way through the crowd, everyone parting to make way for the future queen. A black dream through and through. Her black heels echoed as she walked and walked. Her figure was nearing him, he could see her face now, smirk intact, figure straight with pride and experience he was sure. Thoughts were swirling in his head until her figure stopped before him. Now his head was empty, empty of all except her.

 "He will be my husband" she said, manicured hand pointing straight at him.

 She smiled at him as hush whispers surrounded.

While on the outer side he wore a shocked expression,he smiled back from the inside and he was sure she knew.

He could get used to this comic, he thought.

“Somehow I just fell more in love with you." - Chan

find more content here: stray kids masterlist  ↬ summary: how many drinks would it take for you to confess? turns out just one peach flavoured soju is enough. ↬ tags: idol! chan, manager! + fem! reader, ft. deceased mother figure, mentions of drinking  ↬ word count: 768 words

“What are you doing out here?” Bang Chan questioned, notebook in hand. You raised a bottle of soju and his lips formed an ‘O’. You were sitting at the steps right outside the door leading to the staircase and he joined you. “What about you?” “I’m here to get inspiration for a rap.” He sat down beside you and mentally counted the number of bottles you already had. Chan deemed you rather drunk though there was only 1 opened and you were on your second. He found it rather absurd that both of you were at JYP Entertainment’s back door because you two were stressed. “Want one? It’s peach flavored soju.”

He shook his head, offering to sit beside you. He figured his rap making could wait since he wanted to spend time with you. He was busy with promotions while you were busy planning tours, getting everything in order and dealing with Stray Kids’ every whim. Chan realized that, feeling rather bad. “I’m sorry that we made you so stressed during this period.” “No, no. It’s fine! It’s part of being a manager after all.” You took a sip and sighed contentedly. “I’m not stressed because of you guys! Oh, definitely not, because Stray Kids are actually well-behaved.”

Chan smiled at your comment and nodded, staring at the picturesque skyline. He then turned to you, but you were staring at a picture in your wallet, “Mom. I keep telling you about Bang Chan and now he’s sitting beside me!” You let out a bout of giggles and Chan felt so perplexed. “Mom, I must tell you a secret. Stray Kids are a bunch of naughty little kids, and they refuse to eat their veggies. Especially Bang Chan because I think he ordered a beef steak without calling me. Hmph!” You had your hands cupped around your wallet like it was your mom’s ear, but Chan could hear everything clearly. He propped his head on his knee, listening with a small grin forming on his face.

“I told you I like Chan but I think he likes me too. His good friend told me that.” Chan narrowed his eyes and he knew who it was. Felix Lee Yongbok, that troublemaker. “T.M.I: your future daughter-in-law performed so well today, he was shining so brightly on stage.” You pointed at Chan without looking at him. “O-Oh! Shh! I think he heard me. I said nothing, Chan!” You gazed at him this time around and Chan noticed how pink your cheeks were. He suddenly heard a bunch of people talking, their voices ricocheting loudly in the alleyway.

“We need to move or people would see us!” Chan scooped the bottles and placed them in the plastic bag. He supported you and with his free hand, he tugged on the door handle, shoving the both of you into the staircase. “I forgot I’m the manager of a popular group and you are the leader of that popular group!” You gasped but he placed a finger on your lips, effectively causing you to keep quiet. “Sorry. I…” “It’s okay, I understand. Idols, image, and the whole thing. Mom, did I tell you I like Bang Chan? He’s utterly adorable at times.” You continued to babble, telling your mom a lot of other things about him.

“Somehow I just fell more in love with you."

“Mom…? Did you hear that? He says he’s falling in love with me...wait.”

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『 c h a n 』 

very huggable, would actually be the small spoon 

would not let you go until you give koala Chan attention 

even more clingy when tired 

nuzzles your back as his muscular arms wrap around your waist 

can i put him in my pocket? 

Chan sleepily stepped out of the room. “Good~ morning~ baby~!” His raspy voice resounded, and with half lidded eyes, Chan shuffled towards you. His bigger frame in his slightly oversized sleeping clothes made him all the more endearing as he opened his arms. He curled up on your folded legs, arms securely wrapping themselves around your waist. You wordlessly started carding through his hair, earning a satisfied sigh from him. “Good morning to you too Channie.” 

『 m i n h o 』 

when he first placed his hand on your thighs, you’d be flustered

“??? we’re in public…” “so?” 

might just grip your thigh so hard it leaves marks 

(thigh kink sorry not sorry) oddly calming

loves to trace patterns with his fingertips (and if you’re ticklish then…) 

Minho glanced at you before shifting closer to you. Noting that you were bouncing your legs nervously, he reached over and firmly placed his hand over your right thigh. You faltered and Minho leaned in, “You’re going to do great, trust me.” “Yeah, do great if you aren’t gripping my thigh so hard.” You feebly joked and Minho chuckled, opting to just leave his hand there. Quickly pressing a kiss to your temple, he nodded affirmatively as you got up. “All the best in this match!” 

『 c h a n g b i n 』 

you know the small part on your back? Yes

It’s a habitual thing, just placing his hand there

but if you two are cuddling then he’d just arm around the waist

(his hands are very warm) 100% shivers down your spine

dominant protective

Changbin’s eyes darted around the crowded reception area. Upon finding out that you were at a corner, he frowned when a couple of males (read: 2) flocked towards you, visibly causing you to shun them. Picking up his pace, he strode confidently over to you. “Changbin!” In one swift motion, he gently pulled you in for a kiss, hands easily settling itself on your back. “Ah, uh, have a good day.” The both of them stuttered before skittering away. “You can let go now, Bin-ah.” “And what if I don’t want to?” 

『 j i s u n g 』

has the tendency to cup the back of your head 

very adoring and heart-fluttering, especially if he is going to pull you in for a hug

uwu vibes are immaculate and i’m living for this 

protective when he holds you tightly like he never wants to let go 

might melt if he pats my head and praises me o.O

As soon as the music ends, and everyone files off stage, Jisung pulls you into his embrace. Feeling your entire body sag in his arms, he cupped the back of your head, “You did so well today. I’m so proud of you!” Ignoring his members' groans from all around him, he spoke a little louder for you to hear, “You did a brilliant job on stage, and our chemistry was really good.” Jisung pressed a kiss on your cheek, “Love you.”

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“ah...love.”

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pairing: bonded mate! channie x gn! reader

↬ tags: non-idol! au, ABO au!, alpha! chan, omega! + gn! reader, mentions of separation anxiety, nicknames from chan would make me fold 

summary: you had terribly missed everything about chan [this is a self indulgent fic]

word count: 310 words

as soon as chan stepped foot into the apartment, his senses picked up on something. his omega, you. in distress. 

uneasiness and anxiety permeated the apartment thickly and chan’s heart beat in trepidation. “love? where are you?” he registered your whimpers and soft sobs coming from the room and in 3 long strides he entered the room, the door swinging open with a woosh. 

that was when he spotted you sitting in the cupboard, tucking yourself away in that tiny sliver of a space. his heart broke at the sight. you were in his pale orange hoodie, clutching onto his pillow like it was your lifeline. 

“c-chan...” you hiccuped his name and he immediately dropped his things to scoop you up in your arms. 

“ah...love.” leaning forwards, he nuzzled the exposed juncture of your neck and shoulder, effectively releasing his pheromones and scenting you. thoughts raced through his mind as you sniffled, grasping onto his button-up. 

after a while, with much soothing words and gentle touches from Chan, your cries ebbed out and you were now placated. 

“sorry.” 

you kept your face buried in his chest and chan peppered you with feather-light kisses, “it’s alright baby. don’t apologize for such things. “ chan’s mind drifted to the topic of separation anxiety that he overheard his co-workers talking about. he had also noticed how you’ve been silently clingy, but felt bad that he kept brushing you off because of work. he’d probably bring it up to you when you were comfortable. 

“would you like to take a shower?” chan pulled away and glanced down at you. hesitation flashed across your face, and you raised your gaze to meet his, “a-alone?” 

he internally chided himself: you needed him. 

“together, love. then we can grab a take-out.” you nodded at the prospect of spending time with him and he smiled.

“all for you.”

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“then i’ll know it’s you.”

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pairing: bf! chan x gn! reader

↬ tags: non-idol! au, alpha! chan, omega! + gn! reader, mentions of separation anxiety (first time writing ABO related even though ive read copious amounts of it...please forgive me)

summary: chan got LED lights for this single reason [this is a self indulgent fic]

word count: 577 words

a/n: somewhat related to my previous fic - “ah...love.” but this can be read as a standalone too ^^

this won’t do, chan mused as he stared at your sleeping form by his study room’s door. easily picking you up, he beamed when you clung closer to him, deeply inhaling his scent (no doubt to calm yourself down). he’s been cooped up in his cramped private room late into the night and you’ve been waiting for him to finish at his door.

he tucked you into bed, before sliding into bed beside you.

better think of a solution soon. anything for his mate.

--

“wanna help me set this up?” chan jerked his chin in the direction of the parcel by the main door. your eyes lit up, “yeah!” you were practically radiating excitement and he was thriving off it.

together, you two set up a single strip of LED lights which nestled nicely between the wall and the edge of chan’s desk. 

“the lights can change color since it’s connected to an app…like this!” 

he fiddled with the color wheel and the lights changed respectively. “here. you try it.” 

he hid a satisfied smile when he saw the interest in your eyes, the lights illuminating rather neatly in the room.

“it’s pretty.” 

you continued to mess around with the colors, laughing when you somehow managed to get christmas themed lights. meanwhile, Chan took your phone and downloaded the same app, earning him a confused “huh?” from you. 

“well, the other reason why I also got the lights is for you to get my attention too.”

“your attention?” “pick a color. your favorite one.” 

chan pulled you into his lap, your back to his front. protectively, he gently closed his arms around your waist as you finally decided on a vibrant purple color. 

chan explained himself, glancing down at you, “next time especially if i have my headphones on, you can turn the color dial to purple. then iI’ll know it’s you.”

he leaned towards you and bopped your nose with his, “promise me: no more accidentally falling asleep by my door, hm?” 

he knew you felt bad about disturbing him, and he felt bad that he couldn’t be there for you. 

somehow, the separation anxiety was also hitting him like a (dump) truck, often leaving a dull ache in the middle of his chest. must be something to do with being mated, he guessed.

you shot him an embarrassed smile, “okay. i promise.”

--

the LED lights lining his desk flickered, immediately capturing chan’s attention. he whipped his head around, his rigid body relaxing as soon as he made eye contact with you.

“hey beautiful.” 

he watched as you tapped your phone and the LED lights switched back to its original off-white color.  “am i bothering you?” chan opened his arms wide, shaking his head, “nuh-uh. come over here so i can give you tons of kisses.” 

as he promised, he pulled you into his lap, peppering butterfly kisses all over your face until you couldn’t stop giggling.

“what’s up?” chan peered down at you, his mate. “nothing. just wanted to be here with you.” he looked at the time flashed at the bottom of his computer screen. 

12:47pm. 

“do you want me to tuck you in?” 

chan chuckled at the pink hue on your cheeks. “i guess that’s a yes. come on, up we go.” 

carrying you bridal style, he set you down softly on the bed. “stay until I fall asleep.” you sleepily smiled, gripping onto his sleeve. 

“okay, okay. i’ll be here.”

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