Why , Cant You Be Mine Forever ?

"I don't know, give them to someone...or something?"

Bangchan gave you a pointed look, raising his hands to rest over his hips.

"Take these. That's it. End of discussion!"

"But- they're so expensive!" You pushed the large box back across the floor so that they were closer to him.

"Well, they're not coated with gold. It's just strawberries, organic strawberries. You can take them."

"No," you shook your head stubbornly. "That's like... too much. Even if I could, I wouldn't know how to repay you. God knows, one day you might end up convincing me to let you use my farts as some random sound effects for your music because 'I owe you one'."

"Your- what?!" Bangchan wheezed, laughing incredulously at your logic. "Use your farts?!"

"Bro," you deadpanned. "Just take them back. What will I even do with these?"

"Eat them, obviously," he stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Make some smoothies, freeze them, add them as toppings to a cake, eat them with your cereal, get creative, (Y/n)!"

"I don't even bake," you rolled your eyes at him. "Chan, I'm pretty sure I'll get sick if I eat so many strawberries."

"I can share them with you," Bangchan suggested, slowly raising an eyebrow to gauge your reaction. Sensing that you weren't reacting - at all - to his statement, he felt compelled to add something to it.

"And why would you even want to repay me? Who even does that?"

You huffed slightly, looking away with a frown.

"I do."

"I'm not asking you to repay me, in any way, (Y/n)," he assured you, inching closer to pat your back twice.

"They're just strawberries, for God's sake."

"Doesn't matter," you insisted, shaking your head again. "I can't accept gifts this way. I need to give you something back, and I'm not in a position to do that right now."

"Oh lord," Bangchan sighed deeply. "No one's asking you to give me anything back."

"Just let me... follow my life's motto, Chan."

"Take the strawberries."

"I told you-"

"And give me something in return."

You turned to look at him with a surprised raise of your eyebrows. Bangchan held your gaze confidently, something that made you want to look away and hide your face behind that big brown box of ridiculously expensive organic strawberries or something.

Why was he looking at you like that?

"Like what?"

Bangchan sniffed, leaning back against his forearms and looking all the way to the ceiling, testing the waters tentatively.

"How about a kiss?"

It was a blessing that he wasn't looking at you, or else he could easily mistake you for one of those stupid strawberries. You didn't realize you had stopped breathing voluntarily until Bangchan finally looked across at you with a startled expression.

"(Y/n), are you okay? Your head looks like it's about to explode!"

"Huh?"

"Are you even breathing?"

"Me? Yeah, of course, I am. Why wouldn't I be breathing? You want me to die or something?"

"No?" Bangchan looked genuinely concerned, raising a hand to touch your cheek. "You're like...burning up."

"Why would I be burning up?" You brushed his hand away and lightly fanned at your face to help cool yourself down. Maybe if you could stand up without your legs giving way and proceed to yeet yourself off of the window, you wouldn't have to face the possibility of having the same conversation with Bangchan again.

"Isn't it because of what I said?"

You scoffed, or at least tried to, waving wildly and giving him a look as if to say really???

"Why would I even get a fever because of what you asked me?"

"Who even said it was a fever?" He challenged, cocking an eyebrow at you. "Maybe I just made you blush."

"Pfft- yeah no, why would I even blush?"

"Yeah, why would you, (Y/n)?"

You fell short of words. Looking away was so much easier so that was exactly what you did, delicately wiping at the sweat that was forming around your temple. Bangchan seemed amused with a lopsided grin that made you want to literally run for life.

"I'm not blushing."

"So... you're not in a position to repay me with a kiss?"

"I was talking about literal things, Chan. Like money, or some other fruit or table or charger or something!"

"You're funny," he teased you with a smirk. "But a kiss is a literal thing, too."

"You-"

"I'd say it's an excellent deal. No damage. No loss."

"Are you even-" your eyes widened when Bangchan shuffled across the floor and crawled over towards you, "you're joking...right?"

He stopped mere centimeters away from your face, arm holding himself above your slanting figure that was sliding across the floor in an attempt to move away from him.

"Do I look like I am?"

"I mean..." you trailed off, "I don't know."

"Do you want the strawberries?"

Why did he suddenly smell like strawberries? A sweet, fruity scent that made your brain short-circuit for a brief second before you nervously looked at the box that he was referring to.

"Uh..."

"I know you like them. So keep them. And pay me back right now. With a kiss."

"Chan, I-"

"Or I can give them to one of the boys. Maybe Jeongin, maybe Felix."

"What?"

"You don't bake, but Felix does. He can use the strawberries. And a hundred strawberries are just the right about for the eight of us."

"But-"

"We could look up some recipes for strawberry ice cream. Minho can help us. He likes-"

"But you said you'll share them with me!"

Bangchan grew silent, the ghost of a smile playing at the corners of his lips that were suddenly too close to your face for you to even think properly. Blinking once, then again, Bangchan chuckled fondly.

"That was if you accept the deal."

"Okay, I will."

His eyebrows shot up at your answer.

"Just like that?"

"Just like that."

"So... you're going to repay me with a kiss?"

"Yes."

He looked pleasantly surprised and only looked away for a split of a second before he nodded.

"Okay. Repay me, then."

Your eyes widened slightly, breath catching in your throat.

"You want me to kiss you?"

"You're supposed to be repaying me for the strawberries, ma'am," Bangchan giggled at the way your eyes were trembling.

"Or do you... not want to?"

"No, I want to," you answered, a little too quickly. "I mean- I don't want to- no, don't get me wrong, I want to, but..."

"(Y/n)," Bangchan laughed softly at the way you were panicking. Taking a final moment to trail his eyes across your face up close, he began to recoil with a little laugh.

"Chill, I'm not trying to make you- umph!"

The force with which you lunged across at him made him fall back onto the floor, hands held out in surprise before they landed on your hips to steady you. It took a moment for Bangchan to realize that it was not just your body that was on top of him, but also your lips.

For a few seconds, he wondered why his eyes remained wide open, but all too soon, he felt you pull away and that was when his right arm that was on your hip slid all the way up until he could hold onto the back of your head and guide you back to his mouth.

With a swift movement, Bangchan had you on your back with his body hovering over yours instead, protectively cushioning your head from the floor with his own hand.

He kissed you tenderly, holding onto you like you were a little teddy bear, unknowingly grazing the skin of your neck with his thumb that pulled a shudder up your spine. Your hand remained on his arm, holding him as though you could collapse under your own weight, trying your best not to break away from him in an attempt to calm your racing heart.

A few moments later, Bangchan pulled away with one last lingering kiss to the corner of your mouth, his eyes still remaining closed as he breathed out the nervousness that he had been trying his best to hide from you.

"That was-"

"I've wanted this for so long," you murmured in a single breath. His eyelids fluttered open at the sound of your voice, delicately tracing the outline of your ear.

"You did?"

"You have no idea," you shook your head, letting your eyes close again with a little sigh. "I've just been so scared to even give you a hint."

"You gave me plenty," he smiled at the way you were still holding onto him.

"Really?" You frowned in confusion, barely able to open your eyes when he lowered his head to kiss you again.

"Yeah," he whispered against your lips, letting them leave a trail of tiny kisses across your cheeks as his mouth made its way to your ear.

"That's why I bought you strawberries. You always remind me of one when you blush."

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A/n: I'm so glad the first request was for Chan!! I really wanted my first skz piece to be about him first hehehe I hope you liked it!

Request 1/30 :) Go ahead and request soon before all the spots are taken!