#dprian

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Christian watched as you slept peacefully. The way your chest rose and fell softly was hypnotizing, he felt like he could watch you like this forever.Your eyes fluttered open and found his almost instantly. He leaned in, “Good morning lovely.” he said with a smile while pressing a kiss to your cheek.

You smiled before your face scrunched up, “Oh for fucks sake!” you said with anger in your voice before you quickly got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. 

Christian sat up, looking at the shut bathroom door with confusion. He pulled the covers back to follow after you then he saw it. A little puddle of blood staining the sheets on your side. Oh. On one hand, he understood why you felt the way you did. On the other, he knew you were going to feel bad and embarrassed as you two had just gotten comfortable staying at each other's apartments. Christian stood up quickly and stripped the bed, tossing the comforter into the dryer and the sheets into the wash. He remade the bed just in time for you to reemerge from the bathroom. As expected, your eyes never met him and your cheeks were burning red. 

You tried to move past him, “I’m um… I’m gonna go home.” you said, picking up your sweatshirt quickly.

“No you’re not.” Christian said. He gently tugged you back to the bed where you noticed the different sheets. 

“I’m really sorry about the sheets… I can buy new ones…” you mumbled.

Christian shook his head, “Absolutely not. What you can do is get back in bed and order everything you want and need while I go get my heating pad from the living room.” he said, pushing his phone into your hand. 

You refused to sit down, “My underwear still has blood on it…” you whispered.

Christian thought for a second before running into his closet and bringing you back a pair of underwear. You looked at him with confusion as you took them from him, “When I modeled for Calvin Klein I got some for you but wasn’t really sure how to give underwear as a gift without looking weird or like I had ulterior motives…” he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

You smiled softly, taking them from him, “Thank you.” you said sincerely. You moved to go back to the bathroom before Christian stopped you again, handing you clothes that were sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I thought you might want these? They're comfy and clean.” he said. You could see it on his face; he wasn’t exactly sure what to do in this situation but he was trying and it made your heart melt. 

“Thank you… I’ll um, I’ll be right back.” you said, shuffling into the bathroom. You changed, setting his phone down on the countertop. You heard it buzz and looked over, it was a text from his mom.

Mom - 9:26 AM 

Make sure she eats well and gets plenty of rest, water too! Whatever she wants, get it for her. A relaxing day is all she needs :) 

You wanted to cry at how sweet Christian is. You had never met his mom but the fact that she knew of you, and the fact that he cared enough to text his mom and ask how to properly care for you made you absolutely sick with love. You emerged from the bathroom to Christian sitting on the bed, you made your way to him before engulfing him in a hug. 

He hugged you back, “My clothes look good on you.” he mumbled into the crook of your neck with a smirk before giving your ass a light smack.

You chuckled before handing him his phone, “Your mom texted you… I um ordered some stuff, I’ll pay you back.” you said, holding onto one of his hands.

“If you pay me back I swear to god…” he joked. “I ordered us your favorite so we don’t have to cook.” he smiled at you.

“Can we stay in bed until it gets here?” you asked.

“Of course!” he said, pulling the comforter back before laying the heating pad on your abdomen and pulling the blanket back over you. He slid back into the bed next to you, pulling you into his chest. 

“I’m sorry for fucking up the weekend… I know you wanted to go to the beach… and I ruined your sheets and it's all so gross…” you sighed, feeling guilty and shameful.

“Hey,” he tilted your chin up to look at him, “One - It’s not gross. It’s healthy and normal. Two - I own a washing machine, the sheets will be fine. And three -  The weekend isn’t fucked because all I wanted this weekend was to be around you, beach or not.” he said confidently. 

You searched his eyes for any sign of disappointment but all you saw was love. You kissed him gently before snuggling back into him.

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“Baby?... Baby!” Christian said, shaking you slightly. 

Your eyes fluttered open, you looked at him and noticed his softer eyes and more sullen look. “Mito!” you said as you stretched your arms, pulling him down into a hug.

You felt him smile against your neck, “The food and stuff is here, I set it all up in the living room. Your products are in the bathroom.” he said, pulling away slightly. He picked up a glass of water from the side table before handing you two pills “Ibuprofen… for the pain.” he said.

You took them both before walking to the bathroom and using a proper sanitary product because the emergency toilet paper pad was not gonna cut it long term. You walked into the living room where Mito sat on the couch, giving you a soft smile. He held the remote out to you, “Whatever you wanna watch.” he said, pulling you down so your legs rested across his lap and you could lean into his chest. 

You ate and watched random movies for hours, Mito surprising you with chocolate and other sweets he knew you enjoyed. You felt yourself starting to drift off again as he held his large, warm hand over your lower stomach. “Thank you for today…” you mumbled, “I love you so much…” you whispered before slipping off into dreamland. 

Mito froze before he looked down at you with big doe eyes, he kissed your forehead, “We love you too.” he replied for all of them. It was the first time either of you had said that to each other after just a few months of dating but he knew with his whole heart that he felt nothing but love for you.

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Naboo's Note:

you wake up in bed next to him.

he’s already awake, sitting with his head against the bed board.

looking at you.

all shiny, brown eyes

and fuzzy, fluffy hair.

you snuggle close, still half-asleep just to lay your head on his hips, leaving soft kisses over his tattoos.

he laughs softly. still thinking you’ll just continue to sleep, until you say it — against his hipbone…

“hi, beauty king. g’mornin’,”

“hi,” kisses your forehead. “good morning my beautiful queen. ‘d you sleep well?”

the look on his face, his body language and now his voice all tell you: he’s feeling anxious.

you hum a muffled “yes.”

he kisses your hair at least six times.

you stay breathing together, quietly.

until you break the silence to ask him how his all-nighter studio session went the prior night…

“how was it last night… at the all-nighter? did you get to have any fun?”

“um… kind of. had shots with the guys, had some despicable thai food as well… the guys went out to do whatever, i stayed for a bit more with wales then i came over.”

he’s caressing your head, drawing circles and lines on your forehead.

you hum slowly. he continues, “and you, huh? what about you, love? how was it with your friends? was isaac there too?”

you sigh, stretching out your arms. “he was… it was good. pretty good. i wanna know about you, though. tell me all about how it went with you. i wanna know.”

he nods three times. ponders like he hasn’t been planning the whole morning on how and what to tell you about the new track without spoiling too much details. “um… we came up with a concept. audio-wise. now we know how it’s goin’ to sound rather than just do it all and just… end up nowhere decided… eunseo wanted something edgy with pop layers, it ended up bein’ three against one — one vote for him, three to a new concept,” he kisses your head.

he lets out a breathy laugh, whispers into your hair, “i’m not telin’ you it yet, though…”

you turn to look at him.

he smiles faintly, caressing one side of your face. “need steadier foundation. that’s all,” pecks your chin then lips. the kiss that follows is quiet and soft, “cannot wait to tell you more. think you’ll love it.”

“who are you producing with? i forgot.”

“new guy. aizer. he’s bringing in new ideas, a whole new energy too. the guys are suspecting but he seems solid.”