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BITE ME

I HAVE ENHYPEN BITE ME STUCK IN MY HEAD AND BIRTHED WAS THIS MADNESS I hope it’s okay 😅

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“If you’re going to save me, just come kiss me and bite me.”

Kai laughed at the male who was splayed out on the couch, Minho then groaned with a “Yah!” as Kai kept laughing at him.

“Hyung, I’m not doing that and even if I wanted to, it wouldn’t save you from boredom.” “But you said you’d save me.” “Minho, I’m not gonna kiss you!” “Fine. Are you done in there yet?”

Huffing with a smile and walking to the kitchen doorway, he now snickers, seeing the dancer now upside down on the couch.

“Why didn’t you go get food with the others? It would’ve been more entertaining then being with me while I write letters to my family.” “Why are you even writing letters?” “Traditional.” He says with a shrug. “My mom likes it and it’s better than sending a big paragraph to everyone about how I’m doing.”

Kai walks back into the kitchen and sits at the island where his letters sit slightly folded on top of one another. It almost looks like a students study area with all the letters Kai has written.

He’s writing the same paragraphs over again to his grandparents when his wrist is being grabbed and lifted.

Looking up with furrowed brows, the cotton candied male watches as his hyung, who isn’t usually up for skin ship, sits on his lap. Minho’s legs dangle at his hips and his arms wrap around Kai’s neck as the brunette buries his face in the crook of it.

“Uh, who are you and what did you do with my hyung?” “Your hyung…” Minho mumbled and squeezed his arms tighter around Kai. “M-Minho?” He gingerly wrapped his arms around him, worried about him but at the same time confused at the sudden affection.

“Say anything about this and you’ll go into the air fryer with Hyunjin-ah.” Kai snickered and went back to writing his letters.

Finishing his grandparents letters and moving to his last one for his brother and his family, Kai jumped when suddenly a spot on his neck burnt and his whole face began to heat up.

He shakily sat his pen down and wrapped his arm back around Minho who straightened his back and pulled himself closer to Kai. Kai cleared his throat softly before blinking and going to reach out for his pen again when this time instead of a burn, it was a sting followed by goosebumps.

“H-Hyung, what are you doing?” “…Attention…” “Then just ask, you don’t need to-“ He was cut off by himself when he bit his tongue to hold down a noise when Minho bit him and not just a bite and release

He bit…and sucked.

“Minho, W-What are you d-doing.” He asked below a whisper, wanting to move his hands but settles for gripping the males hoodie at his back instead.

“Isn’t it obvious?” He mutters lowly and moves behind Kai’s ear to bite again. “Bitte, Nein- No, Hyung…” Minho chuckles and backs away from the youngers neck to mutter into his ear. “Got you so flustered you can’t pick a language.” His chuckle turns into a laugh as he backs away completely and looks into Kai’s eyes. “You’ve got three, you can do it.”

“Why’d you do that?” They stared at each other for a moment, Kai waiting for an answer and Minho debating if he should do what he wants to do.

Let’s just say…Minho appreciates the younger. Other than Kai being like a cat, there was something Minho just couldn’t place what he liked about Kai so much that his appreciation got stronger.

He liked that Kai was introverted but on stage would confidently lift his shirt to show the abs Minho wishes he could touch more.

He liked how fluidly Kai would move while dancing, seemingly more interesting to watch than Hyunjin but they’re both nice to watch.

He liked how the younger can pull off any type of clothing, especially crop tops or baggy shirts. Hell, he can make sweat pants look fashionable when he did nothing.

He always chalked it up to liking him as a member of the group like the others but the thoughts and day dreams grew more and more lewd and at first he panicked, he wasn’t supposed to like Kai but whenever he tried to distance himself, he always went back to the male.

With a small amount of resistance, he hesitantly leaned forward and gently connected his lips to Kai’s. First emotion was shock; He didn’t move away.

He pushed closer, the kiss a bit firmer but no one moved. Minho’s eyes were closed but he didn’t know about Kai.

Kai was stunned, he didn’t know what the hell was going on but if he’s being honest…it’s not bad but he’s still conflicted.

He could feel Minho’s hands shaking at the back of his neck and Minho started backing away. “I-I’m sorry…” He was about to get up and run away when Kai’s hands finally moved to his waist, holding him.

They just looked at each other again. “I-I don’t want you to go…b-but I don’t know what to do…” “I didn’t mean to…” “You did nothing wrong…I-I’m just conflicted…”

They began whispering. Kai’s hands lightly grip his sides, his thumbs moving back and forth slightly, just fidgeting with his hoodie fabric.

“I-I can leave…you can finish your letters…” He started to leave again when Kai hesitantly moved forward and kissed him again. It was unsure and hesitant, Minho reached up to the back of his head and gently combed his fingers through the loose pink and blue curls before moving it to his jaw and his thumb rested on the others cheek.

Kai relaxed, the conflict dying down when he realized that it would be okay but it was still there but for another reason.

It wasn’t until he heard a small, barely audible whine, almost like a mewl, come from the brunette on his lap. It’s like the switch that’s been off for years was finally flipped and he experimentally bit his bottom lip, receiving a gasp from Minho.

Kai moved his hands slowly to hold the others hips, pulling Minho further up his lap and closer, Minho’s arms draped over Kai’s shoulders, elbows bent as he practically hugged Kai’s heads as he got impossibly closer.

Minho tilted his head to the right and subtly licked Kai’s bottom lip, wanting him to go further. Kai’s logical thinking was abandoned as he moved his hands to Minho’s thighs and squeezed, Minho hums softly, his own hand tangling and gripping slightly, only receiving a deep inhale.

Minho truthfully didn’t like that, he wanted to know what Kai sounded like, wanted to know what way Kai went.

Minho got his answer when Kai’s hands moved again to his ass and pulled his lower half closer with his hands in his back pockets.

Kai then licked Minho’s bottom lip, internally amused that the brunette immediately opened his mouth but Kai pulled back a millimeter, Minho huffing before Kai went back in and did it again, Minho letting him once again only for Kai to pull back again.

He huffs in annoyance, mixed with his pants to catch his breath. “Why…” He pouts, not really asking as he watches a sly grin take over Kai’s face. “You tease us…” Kai said at a soft tone, he voice somehow deeper. “…I think you should get some teasing in return, Mein Süßer.” “W-What does the mean?”

Kai moved to Minho’s ear, lightly nipping the area under it before saying in a soft voice, “It means my sweet one. You want to be Mein Süßer?” The older huffs out a whine as he buries his face in the crook of Kai’s neck, “No…” Kai chuckles, his hands moving back to Minho’s hips and squeezing. “Yeah you do, I know you do. Why else would you suddenly be on my lap, shaking with I’m gonna guess with want and desire…” He paused, looking down at his hands when he felt Minho jerk. “…and let me guess…”

He looked back up, moving back to whisper lowly in his ear.

“You want your dongsaeng to fuck you…don’t you, Hyung?”

To say the noise Minho let out wasn’t anything beyond lewd would be an understatement. Trying to move closer to Kai again, he unintentionally rubs against Kai, Minho gasping, flushing when he suddenly feels how big the younger male is.

Suddenly a commotion is heard at the front door and at first Minho whines, but then he jumps up and almost falls back into the kitchen island when he tripped over himself while getting off Kai who watched with a dazed and amused look in his green eyes, placing his hands on Minho’s waist to balance him before he ran into the living room and back to the couch.

He was in there long enough for Kai to stack his letter and envelopes before running back in, grabbing Kai’s wrist and yanking him into the room, sitting him on the couch before shoving him to lay down.

Kai laughs with a huff as Mino lays on top of him, sitting up for a quick moment to glare at him before laying back down as the door opens.

Kai watches as Minho moves his hand to be on his chest, close to his mouth as he pretends to be asleep. Chan was the first one to see them on the couch, everyone gathering in the Maknae’s dorm to eat together, and Kai had to physically stop himself from laughing at the switch from Minho.

One moment he’s looking at Kai with glossy eyes and lust then another moment he’s curled like a cat, trying to get away from the teasing by pretending to be asleep.

“What is happening and who is that?” “It’s Minho?” Kai asked in fake confusion to the male. “Yeah but he never does skinship, he’s cuddling with you nonetheless.”

“Shush, I’m enjoying the moment.” Kai says as he watches the others split up around him and the dancer, Jisung turning the tv on to a random channel as they all get their food. “You said you weren’t hungry but I still got you something.” Felix said as he placed a sandwich on the table near him then sat down in front of him.

He looked over when Minho moved his head to face the couch, laughing to himself when Minho opened his eyes and glared then closed them again. “What’s funny? Minho actually allowing you to hold him?”

He looked over to Hyunjin with a barely viable smirk. “Yeah. It’s true what fans say, he’s just like a cat. He’s cute and mischievous.” Hyunjin and some of the others laughed, Minho giving him a noise of what seemed like a whine and a groan and pinching him where his right hand laid.

Yeah…this is gonna be fun Kai thought to himself.

—- Extra

“Kai, you have a bruise on your neck.”

Damn it, Minho…

Venting…and escaping…

TW: Mentions of D34th, Mentions of jumping but no one jumps

The room was silent besides the fan in the corner of the room. A figure lays curled up on the mattress in the middle of the room underneath sheets and a comforter.

They stare at the moon light the trickles into the room from the curtain they made no move to close as it billows when the fan oscillates towards it. He’s drained, he’s tired, he’s in pain both physically and mentally as he hides. He hides from the commotion that’s muffled behind his locked door, it’s people he’d trust with his life and yet here he is hiding away.

If it wasn’t for his loved ones blocking the door, he’d have gone up to the buildings roof already but he’s trapped. He doesn’t want to confront them, doesn’t want the help but he knows he needs the help but doesn’t want to be a bother.

He heard shuffling and a small thud with a click. Slowly rolling onto his back he doesn’t see the shadow under his door, doesn’t hear yelling for him to let the help in, doesn’t hear a single peep. He knows his friends are worried but he can’t help but feel he doesn’t need help.

With slow movements, a voice and invisible force willing him to go back under the covers but he needs to see. Is this his chance? Can he leave? With slow movements, he’s at his door, unlocking it and peeking out. The hall light remains on but the rest of his home is dark, did they leave? He steps out, shuffling slowly to the living room to see no one then over to the kitchen to see a note.

If you see this, Kai, we’ve gone to the studio. When you’re ready, you can join us to record your lines. We won’t ask what’s wrong, you needed a moment and we understand.

-F

He knew who F was, they were the one to sit at his door. He flipped the note over, picking up the pen next to it to write his own letter.

I’m sorry I’m such a burden. I’m sorry I’m always distancing myself. I’m sorry that you all have to deal with me and my episodes, it doesn’t seem fair. You’re the best brothers I could’ve asked for and I won’t regret it.

-K

He would never harm himself, he doesn’t like the thought of death, he doesn’t like the thought of leaving people that love him in pain if he ever wanted to leave the world. He just needed a breather but didn’t know when they’d be back so he wanted to leave a note, it wasn’t till later how bad it could’ve been misread.

He slipped on his shoes, grabbing his keys and leaving his home for the building roof after locking the door. His steps echoed in his head and the echo of the staircase to the roof seemed twice as loud. His thin flannel pants and baggy hoodie barely concealing his body from the chilly night of Seoul.

He pulled his arms around himself, walking over to the edge and sitting down, his legs dangerously hanging over the side of the build his dorm resided in. The hoodie helped a little bit, the smell of familiar cologne still lingering. It wasn’t his hoodie, but one of his friends hoodies.

He looked up from his legs and around the view of Seoul, the street lights blinding him and making his head throb more, everything sensitive to him from being in a dark room all day.

His eyes jumped from building to building, and from car to car as they passed on the street. He left his phone behind, he doesn’t know how long it’s been. Five minutes? One hour? It wasn’t until he looked away from the sky and down to the ground that he saw a familiar black van with people getting out then suddenly he heard a scream. Looking over he saw a woman pointing at him and everyone else around her started looking up as well, including the individuals that were getting out of the vans below him.

He panicked.

No

No

No

this isn’t want he wanted.

His breathing picked up, gaining enough will to swing his legs back over the edge and step away.

No

No

No

What has he done? He just wanted some air, he didn’t want to be noticed. He’s not supposed to be noticed. Now the people below him think he’s gonna jump. The boys saw him too.

The boys

Shit, what is he gonna do? How can he get out of this? Can he get out of this?

His chest tightens, a boulder of a crane crushing him as his breathing picks up. Then there’s a thud and the squeaking of the exit door, he turns around, eyes filled with tears as he grabs his own hair and clenched his fist in the strands.

“Kai…” “Don’t! I’m not going to! I didn’t mean to be seen! I didn’t mean to cause this!” “Kai, It’s okay.” “No it’s not! W-What if they find out who I am?! How are people going to react when- When they realize an idol was on the edge of a building?! I just wanted some air, I wasn’t going to jump, I just wanted a breather. I just wanted a breather until I saw you guys come home. I saw the van but then that lady screamed and now I’m afraid…” “Kai, come here, it’s okay…”

“Chan, I don’t want to get in trouble…” “You won’t, Kai, come here…” He stepped forward, his arms open slightly. “I’m fine, Chan…” “Kai, you just said you were afraid.” “I don’t…I don’t need you guys worrying over my anxiety and my mentality though…” “Kai, you spent all day in bed without any reason or explanation as to why. All you did was push us away.” “I don’t deserve help, Chan.” “Yes you do. You can’t do everything on your own, Kai, we can help you. You help all of us so please let us help you. Please…”

The stood arms length apart, Kai needed his leader but didn’t want to admit it. He didn’t deserve help…but in the end he knew he needed it.

He stepped forward, crashing into Chan’s chest and wrapping his arms around him as he cried. Chan wrapped his arms around him tightly and shushed him softly, rubbing his back and scratching his head while playing with his hair. “I’ve got you, Kai.” He whispered as he buried his face in Kai’s shoulder.

“I’ve got you.”

My child (not actually, she’s an old school mate and I love her so much as if she’s my own child, I’m too young) posted something on her insta and I loved it and this is the inspiration.

Deciding to do Hyung line and Maknae line for once. This is also my first, I think, time doing a quick shot like this with all the members separate. Also, before I decided to write the two separate groups, I almost forgot to write Changbin’s 😅 Also…Have a reader post for once…since I only post inserts (sorry bout that)

“Hey, Chan, do you want an apple slice?” Mn asked, slicing said apple as Chan walked into the kitchen. “Sure.” He sat at the kitchen island and expected to have one placed on his palm but instead Mn grabbed his jaw, turning Chan to face him. The apple slice in between Mn’s teeth was moments away from just jamming against Chan’s lips with how quick he appeared before Chan opened his mouth and took the other part of the apple.

His eyes widened, staring at Mn whose eyes remained on Chan’s mouth. He realized Chan hadn’t bitten yet and smirked, biting the slice himself before pulling back and walking back over to the rest of his apple while chewing. After he finished cutting his apple, he looked back to Chan, he was chewing the apple but slowly, seemingly still trying to process what just happened.

“M-Mn?” Chan said softly before the male walked out of the kitchen, he turns around, hand stilling mid air as he went to take another bite of his snack. “Yes?” He smiled, taking a bite from the slice in his hand. “C-Can I have another slice?” Mn chuckles and walks back over to Chan, smiling as he took Chan’s jaw into his hand again and leaned in.

He never grabbed another slice and he ended up having to throw the rest of his apple away as it turned brown.

Lee Know is sassy, Mn knows this. He was simply wanting to share his snack.

“Min, you want a slice?” He asked, chewing on the bite he just took and reaching a slice up to the dancer who stood next to him in front of the couch in the dressing room. “Sure.”

He took the slice but then looked at it and smirked. “It’s your last one though, we can share it.” He said when he saw the male ball up the trash the slices were in and throw it away in a nearby bin. “Oh, sure.” Mn thought Lee Know would just break it in half but shock took over his features when Lee Know leaned over him, left hand holding himself up next to Mn’s head on the back of the couch as his right hand brought the slice up to his mouth and he leaned forward.

Mn panicked but ultimately took the other half between his teeth. He suspected Minho purposely left him a small half as their lips just barely touched as he took a bite, still staring at the slice before he looks up to Minho’s eyes which were full of mischief. “You’re welcome.” He said and walked off chewing the apple.

“Damn it, Min…” Mn muttered to himself, his hands flying to his burning face as he hides his flustered grin and his soft giggles.

“Mn, can i have some of your fruit?” “Why?” “Please?” Mn honestly could never resist Changbin’s aegyo, the male pulling his cute voice, asking for the fruit again and just being his goofy self.

“Oh my goodness.” Mn cringes but he can’t help but laugh at his antics. They were sitting on the couch in the practice room, other members either relaxing on the floor, getting drinks, or using the restroom.

“But Bin, it’s not my fault you don’t prepare your own snacks before leaving.” The rapper pouts, slouching into the couch slightly as he crosses his arms. “I’m sorry, Bin. That came out ruder than I intended. Would you like a slice as an apology?” Changbin couldn’t resist the small smile on his face as he nods.

Mn took an apple slice out of the snack baggy he put them in and Changbin held out his hand but Mn slapped it away, confusing him before he said a quick “Just open your mouth.” and Changbin thought he was just gonna feed him. He was…but not in the way Changbin thought.

He did what Mn said before he let out a noise of shock when Mn put the slice in his own mouth before leaning forward. Although shocked and slow to react, Changbin took a bite from the apple then Mn pulled away smiling at his shocked expression.

“Yah! Why’d you do that?!” He yelled around the apple and Mn laughed. “Cause you’re cute when you’re flustered.” The male smirked and took another bite from a slice he took out of the bag before putting the remainder away in his duffle, deciding to be extra cheeky and tilt Changbin’s head up by his chin and confidently stealing a chaste kiss from him as he walked by him over to the members that have returned.

Changbin’s face had a tint of red as his eyes followed Mn’s figure. “Hyung, why is your face so red?” Felix asked him as Mn smirked behind the boy. “Yah! Don’t worry about it!” He shied away but was still his boisterous self. Mn laughed and shook his head.

Maybe he’ll share more slices with him later…

Hyunjin is a drama queen. (This has nothing to do with his part, he’s just dramatic)

Mn had been the only one awake in his dorm, or so he thought. He got a text from Hyunjin while he was getting a late night snack, asking him why he was making so much noise. Mn replied back asking why the dancer was still awake and he sent a photo of him sketching something. Mn shook his head, he thinks Hyunjin should be asleep and not drawing but he just shrugs and asked if he could join him, which he said yes and to bring him a snack too.

He was almost done slicing his mango when he asked if the male wanted some of his mango cause he didn’t want to make another and he said it was fine.

After washing his hands and grabbing the plate and a fork, he walked to Hyunjin’s room, not knocking and just walking in while quietly closing the door behind him. Hyunjin was curled up in his chair in a way that looks uncomfortable for anyone else, one leg hanging off the chair and the other pulled up so his knee was at his chest as he leaned closely to the sketchbook on his desk, left hand on his raised knee with his chin resting on the back of it. He was very squished on himself and Mn found it kind of amusing.

Hyunjin hadn’t noticed him walk in, Mn now noticing the headset on his head. He smiles, picking up a slice and walking over to Hyunjin. He sets the plate down, seeing Hyunjin glance over but not look at him, before moving his left hand to almost place his palm on his throat but his thumb and finger grab his jaw, tilting his head up to look at him. Hyunjin’s eyes widen as he looked at his eyes, then the slice in between his lips before Mn leans down, Hyunjin taking the slice last minute and slowly takes a bite, his thoughts still trying to catch up with him.

Mn went to pull back when Hyunjin stopped him. He tried to speak after chewing the rest of the bite but no words came out. “Want another?” Hyunjin hesitantly nods and Mn grabs another piece. He went to do it again but Hyunjin stopped him, grabbing his hand to put it back under his jaw and Mn huffs a laugh before getting close enough for Hyunjin to take another bite but he got closer, taking his half before fully kissing Mn.

Hyunjin forgot about his sketch and Mn’s snack was well shared.

I need more Sub lee know fics in my life...

and male reader member too...

Chan is as delusional as us or something, I swear

This can be read as if you and Chan are together but can also be read as just a 9th member reader with Chan and Mn teasing each other.

The morning barely started and he could already hear Chan laughing to himself about something when you opened your door to finish getting ready for the day. You see him walk by and call out to him before he disappeared somewhere. “Chan?” “Yeah?” “What are you laughing about?” All he does is hand you his phone as he watches for your reaction.

A smile starts growing on your face as you read what he's been sending to stay so far. “You're breaking up with me?” “Yes- Wait, not you!” You laugh before handing his phone back to him with a shake of your head. “You…are ridiculous.” You chuckle. “Am not.” “Oh, you're not? You're the one breaking up with Stay.” “ooh, did you read this one?” He followed you to the couch and sat next to you while you took his phone. “You're seeing someone else?” You ask skeptically as you raise your brow at him. “Berry.” He said with his derpy little smile (:]) “Oh my god.” You throw your head back as you stand up again to find something to eat.

The little giggles didn't stop as he sat with you while you eat. You laugh to yourself at Chan messing with Stay. You glance over his shoulder and you can't help the chuckle that comes out. “Bad Chris or Nerdy Chris? What are you doing?” Chan sets his phone down and covers his face with his hands. “Mn!” “What? You're the one messing with Stay next to me, you're gonna be subjected to me being a bit nosy. And excuse me, ‘Sexy Chris is forbidden.’ Seriously?” “Not to you.” Shaking your head at his comment, You picked up his phone and he went to snatch it back but you held it away. You read how he convinces Stay to ‘break up’ with who they're seeing, wishing Stay a happy life if they don't, how he became just friends with Berry. “Chan, I say again, you're ridiculous.” “It's funny.” “Goofus.” You hand his phone back to him and this time you watch over his shoulder, watching this story he's built with Stay build.

When he starts stuttering to Stay, you start dying of either the hilarity of it all or the cringe. In the middle of watching, you had been texting one of the boys and proceeded to tell them about Chan’s antics.

When Chan sat his phone down and covered his face with a whine but a visible smile behind his hands, you pat his shoulder. “Mn! Help, what did I just do?!” “You did this to yourself, Hyung, can't help you.”

Just a wittle drabble, no it is not 5am.

This is inspired by Channie being the most precious soul ever, ugh I love him 😭🥰🥹

Established relationship

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With a wide smile of your face, you sing LiSA's part in Social Path with Han, adding extra vocals and walking along the edge of the stage.

When the part ended and Felix started, you look around at all the others before looking back and notice Chan walking backstage behind the screen. Immediately worried, you're quick to jog to the main stage and follow him.

You find him a few steps away from the opening behind the screen. "Hey, you okay?" Chan turned towards you, one hand on his hip and the other at his side. He nods when you step closer, placing a hand on his arm. "Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine." He lifts his hand with his mic up to pat your elbow and start to walk back on stage but you stop him for a couple more seconds.

"Channie-Hyung, look at me." You stand in front of him, a hand still on his arm as your free one removes one of your in-ears to hear yourself better and slip your mic into the pocket of your cargo pants. You then lift your hand to place it on the side of his neck. "Hyung, don't make me say it." You say softly with a teasing smile and he glances at you but stays staring at the stage floor.

Sighing, you step closer, moving your left hand from his arm to his side and leaning to catch his eye. "Yeobo~" You say in a soft sing-song voice, gaining a smile. "Jagiya~ Look at me~" You pout and move the hand on his neck up a little to his jaw to turn his head and he finally looks at you. "Hey there." You smile. "Hi." He whispers, placing his own hands on your waist.

"It's okay, Channie." You move your thumb back and forth on his jaw and he leans into your touch, even more so when you move from his jaw to cup his cheek. "It's okay." "I know...Sorry, the lyrics-" "You don't need to explain, I know...I know, Chan." He steps closer and places his forehead on yours, enjoying the small moment a little longer.

"We should go back out." Chan nods but doesn't back away for a couple more seconds. He knows you'll probably comfort him after the concert, in your own world under Chan's blankets but in that moment he just really needed you.

Taking a deep breath, he steps back and nods. "Thank you, Mnie." You smile softly, leaning forward and kissing his forehead before pulling back and deciding to give a fleeting kiss, just a quick one. It was already risky as it is being so close to the open stage while holding each other the way you were. "Always, Channie."

You step back, letting him go and taking his hand while pulling your mic out of your pocket and walking back on stage while putting in your in-ear. What felt like an eternity was surprisingly only a few minutes as your next line came up for Social Path.

You stayed on the main stage with Chan for the rest of the song, holding his hand and squeezing occasionally until he squeezed back and pulled away. You look at him, double checking he was okay and you smile when he sent you a gentle smile and a nod, back to acting casual and like a member instead of a partner as he reached up and ruffled your hair.

Giggling and pulling back before Hyunjin is wrapping himself around you, you know Chan will be just fine.

He has Stay and he has the boys.

But most importantly he has you.

Always and forever.