Pairing: Boyfriend! Bang Chan x reader (The story is in 2nd person pov)
Genre : Fluff, Slight Crack
Warning: Slightly suggestive, mentions of food
A/N: Inspired by all the 'spoilers' he's giving us on bubble about the upcoming comeback... AHEM! I had to write this. Also I'd like to apologize for disappearing for so long , I can't promise on posting every week but still haha your girl is back :')
HOPE YOU ENJOY!
The smell of something sweet wakes you up. At first, you think you’re dreaming, but then a loud clatter echoes from the kitchen, followed by a very distinct,
"Crap, crap, crap!"
Your sleep-addled brain processes this for about two seconds before you shoot up in bed.
That’s Chan’s voice. In the kitchen.
Oh no.
You throw the blanket off and rush toward the scene of the crime. And as expected, you find your boyfriend standing in the middle of an absolute disaster.
Flour on the counter. Batter dripping down the waffle maker. A suspiciously burnt-looking waffle sitting alone on a plate like it just witnessed a murder.
And Chan. Flour-streaked, Nutella on his cheek, holding a whisk like it personally offended him.
"Baby," you say, trying to assess the damage. "What… exactly are you doing?"
He looks up at you with wide eyes. "Making breakfast!"
You glance around again. "Are you sure? Because it looks like a battlefield."
Chan frowns, placing a hand over his heart like you just wounded him. "Excuse me, I am a fantastic cook. Waffles and Nutella are my specialty."
"You’re literally covered in Nutella."
"That’s called dedication."
You snort, stepping closer to inspect his so-called masterpiece. He, however, has other plans. The second you’re within reach, he snakes an arm around your waist and pulls you against him, smirking.
"Morning," he murmurs, lips brushing against your forehead.
You roll your eyes but can’t help but smile. "Morning, chef. Now, are you actually feeding me, or was this whole thing just an elaborate excuse to get me to admire you in the kitchen?"
Chan grins, dipping his finger into the Nutella jar before bringing it to your lips. "Both."
You hesitate for half a second before parting your lips and letting him slip his finger into your mouth. The chocolate melts on your tongue, but your eyes stay locked on his, watching as his expression shifts—his playful smirk faltering for just a moment as you slowly suck the Nutella off.
"Baby…" His voice is noticeably lower, eyes darkening.
You release his finger with a pop and tilt your head. "What?"
Chan clears his throat, obviously trying to compose himself. "You're evil."
"You started it," you hum, plucking a waffle off the plate and slathering Nutella on it.
He watches you eat, still looking somewhat dazed. "I was just trying to be romantic."
"Uh-huh," you say, licking a bit of Nutella off your thumb, very aware of how his gaze follows the movement. "You were saying?"
Chan groans, squeezing your waist a little tighter. "You’re testing me."
You grin, pressing a quick kiss to his jaw. "Maybe."
Chan exhales, muttering something under his breath about how unfair you are, but then he’s back to focusing on breakfast—mostly because you steal the rest of his waffle right off his plate, and he has to wrestle it back.
But then, in a move you don’t see coming, he grabs you by the hips, lifts you effortlessly onto the counter, and steps between your legs.
Your breath catches.
"Since you’re so intent on distracting me," he murmurs, resting his hands on your thighs, thumbs tracing light circles on your bare skin, "why don’t we make it even?"
You blink. "…What are you planning, Christopher?"
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he reaches for the Nutella jar, dips two fingers into it, and before you can even protest, he smears the chocolate right onto your lips.
"Channie!" you gasp, swiping at your mouth.
He grins, looking way too proud of himself. "Oops."
You glare at him, but before you can retaliate, he leans in, tilting your chin up with two fingers. "Let me fix that."
And then his lips are on yours, warm and soft, as he licks the Nutella right off, taking his sweet time with it.
The taste of chocolate melts into the kiss, making your head spin. His hands tighten on your thighs, pulling you closer, and suddenly, breakfast is the last thing on your mind.
By the time he pulls away, you’re breathless.
"Better?" he asks, voice rough.
You scowl. "You are so annoying."
He just chuckles, pressing another kiss to your nose before stepping back to actually finish making the waffles.
You sit there for a moment, still dazed, before grabbing a handful of flour and smacking it right into his back.
"Hey!"
You smirk. "Oops."
And that’s how your kitchen turns into a full-on food war, flour in your hair, Nutella on his face, and waffles getting very, very neglected.
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Hello! I see your writing about mlbb. Can you made one for Alpha and a f! Reader. (was is possible with robot? Or..) Also, take your time and health. I can wait!
Fluffy! MLBB
Notes: Fluffy! Content. Alpha takes you on a picnic at night. Alpha is loving and protective. Beta is the music player hehe (She's rooting for you and her brother). Basically Alpha takes you out on a date. Sweet Alpha. He's also affectionate. Enjoy 😊.
Alpha x Fem! Reader
"Where are we going?" You giggle as Alpha leads you by the hand, your eyes covered by a white blindfold. Alpha hums, leading you through the grass with careful steps so you won't trip or stumble.
"You'll see soon... We're almost there." Alpha says as he continues to walk, guiding you. It didn't take long as Alpha soon stands behind you, his hand holding onto your waist. You can feel his hot breath when he leans towards you.
"We're here. I'm going to take your blindfold ok?" He says as his hands soon reach up to the ends of the blindfold, taking it off. Your eyes widened at the sight, it was a beautiful picnic setup. Fairy lights hang from the tree and the picnic blanket laid on the ground with soft pillows. Food consisting of sandwiches, salads, sausage rolls, cookies and brownies were spread delectably on the picnic blanket. Beside it was a glass of wine and two glasses for the two of you to drink from. Alpha had put every thought into making this for you. And you couldn't be happier with how caring and thoughtful your boyfriend is.
"Alpha... This.. this is so beautiful..." You say as you look around in wonder. Alpha smiles, watching you take in your surroundings.
"Beta helped me in arranging all of this. I wanted it to be one of the most memorable moments for you..." He says as he leads you to sit down. You get comfortable as you sit beside him, grabbing a pillow and putting it on your lap. You hear soft music playing, you look around and see Beta lying on a pillow nearby Alpha, she was the one playing music for you and her brother. You smile, reaching out and gently stroking one of Beta's wings.
Alpha smiles as he sees you pet his sister, he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close. He presses a kiss to the side of your head making you giggle and look up at him lovingly.
"Thank you for this Alpha... I love it..." You whisper, snuggling against his chest.
"I'm glad you do..." He whispers, holding you tight.
Beta soon changed the music to a slow romantic rhythm which made you chuckle. Alpha smiles and leads you to the meadow, both his arms wrap around your waist. You immediately get the hint and with a smile, you wrap your arms around his neck.
You both begin to sway slowly, the dark night sky littered with thousands of stars. You wish you could stay in this forever as the two of you slowly danced. Alpha meanwhile was etching this very moment deep into his memory core. He loves you. So much so that sometimes he wonders if he's even truly just a 'robot' like what others call him. You made him feel alive truly. And he was forever grateful, for the love that you've shown him.
"I love you, Y/n... Thank you.. thank you for everything you've done for me. For being a part of my life... And for loving me." He whispers, pressing his forehead against yours.
A bright pink dusts over your cheeks. Alpha always had a way with both words and gestures. A smile placed on your rosy lips. You leaned towards him to give him a quick yet soft kiss.
"I love you too Alpha. I'm happy that you're a part of my life too... Thank you for always taking care of me and keeping me out of danger." You giggle at the last part, as he was always so protective. Alpha chuckles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. And another to your nose. and finally, he reaches down to your lips. Kissing you with so much love that you couldn't help but return it as the moon shines brightly above the two of you. As if the moon herself, was giving her blessing for you and Alpha's love.
Hey peeps! Welcome to my little fluff blog. 💗 You can call me Eve. (Yes, it’s only a part of my name). I am biromantic and gray ace. I want this to be a safe space & happy place for all of us (no matter what gender, skin-tone or religion). 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️ So happy to have you here. One thing: minors? Please, do not follow. I am an adult and my content is adult-ish.* 🙏
You’ll find stories, reblogs and sweet things for your heart. 💗 I am in love with love - plus I love books! I read and listen to up-to 70 books per year.
It’s all about fluff and giggles = sweet playful teasing, especially tickling. 🤭🫶
* I collect, share & write romantic stories (adult-ish), sometimes including little steamy-sexy vibes, mostly sfw, nothing explicit that I write. Some ships, some reader x s/o - based on novels, movies and series.
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Current obsession: Sons of Walter (OC) by @otomiyaa
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💚 the cuddle lectures (Loki x fem!reader)
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author’s note: this is the final part of this little series. i hope you enjoyed, and maybe i’ll do something like this again in the future if y’all enjoyed it.
Ever since Buck told Maeve that he loved her, they’ve been practically inseparable.
But they’re still sneaking around behind everyone’s back, except for Eddie because Eddie knows. He drove Buck to the hospital with Maeve in the ambulance and he knows how Buck feels about Maeve.
One night, Maeve’s over at Buck’s apartment. The two lay in Buck’s bed in his loft. Maeve’s tracing the star looking tattoo on Buck’s with her finger lazily. Both of them covered in a layer of sweat, naked legs intertwined with each other under the covers. Maeve feeling sore, but in a good way.
Buck’s lips are pressed against Maeve’s forehead.
Post-sex Maeve likes to think. She does. This time, it’s her thinking about introducing Buck to her daughter. Harper is eleven now, and she’s settled into the idea that Maeve is happy with someone. Yes, Harper knows that Maeve is seeing Buck, but she doesn’t know that it’s Buck Maeve is seeing. Harper seems excited to one day meet Buck.
Now may be that day.
“Buck?” Maeve asks, looking up at him.
Buck raises his eyebrows. “Hm?” he replies.
Maeve lays on her stomach against Buck’s side. “How would you like to meet Harper tonight?” she asks. “We’re going out for dinner, and I’d like you to come.”
He looks surprised and caught very off guard. “Maeve, I’d be honored to come,” he begins. “But if you feel forced to do this because I told you that I love you, I don’t have to meet Harper.”
Her face falls. “It’s not because you told me you love me, Buck,” Maeve states. “Harper seems happy that I’m dating. She seems like she’s okay with the idea I’m seeing someone that’s not her father. I want you to meet her. She wants to meet you. Please come to dinner with us?”
Buck hesitates for a second before nodding. “Okay, yes,” he says. “I’ll come to dinner. Just tell me when and where and I’ll be there.”
Maeve smiles. “Olive Garden,” she tells Buck. “Six. We’ll wait for you before going to the table.”
“Great,” Buck states. “I can’t wait to meet your daughter.”
She leans up and pecks Buck’s lips. “She can’t wait to meet you too.”
***
Maeve stands outside the Olive Garden with Harper. There are minutes until six. Maeve’s growing nervous.
“Mom, I’m hungry,” Harper whines, pulling at Maeve’s blouse. “When can we go inside?”
“We’re going to meet my friend, Buck, remember?” Maeve asks, looking down at her daughter. “He should be here soon, okay? Then we can go in and eat.”
Harper pouts beside Maeve and Maeve smiles. Harper is so her daughter with all the pouting. Maeve looks around the parking lot to see if Buck got here while she was taking to Harper.
Sure enough, a man wearing a blue button-down shirt with black jeans is walking toward Maeve and Harper. Maeve would recognize that birthmark anywhere.
Buck approaches Maeve and Harper, saying, “Hey.”
Maeve smiles and tries everything she can not to greet Buck with a kiss. Not until Harper knows it’s Buck that she’s dating. “Hi,” Maeve says back with a big smile on her face.
Meanwhile Harper is hiding behind Maeve’s hip. “Can I?” Buck asks, pointing at Harper. Maeve nods and Buck crouches down beside Maeve, now face-to-face with Harper.
“Hi, Harper. I’m Buck. I’ve heard so much about you. Your mom really likes to talk about you at work.” Buck holds out his hand for Harper to shake. Harper looks up at Maeve and Maeve gives her a little nod, almost to say ‘it’s okay’. Slowly, Harper extends her hand, putting her little hand in Buck’s big hand. The two shake hands. “You know, Harper. I’m really good friends with Christopher.”
Harper practically lights up at the mention of Christopher. “You know Christopher?” Harper asks, coming out from behind Maeve’s leg.
Buck nods. “We’re like best friends,” he tells Harper. “I have a bunch of stories from before you met Christopher that I can tell you. Christopher likes when I tell the stories. Maybe I can tell you some over dinner.”
Maeve smiles as she watches the exchange between Buck and Harper. She’s very happy that this is going well.
“Okay, well, we have a table waiting for us inside so why don’t we go in?” Maeve suggests. Harper nods and skips ahead a few steps. Maeve takes this second to greet Buck with a light kiss to his lips. “Hi.”
A smile forms on Buck’s lips and he says, “Hey. Thank you for inviting me. I’ve been looking forward to this since you asked me to come.”
“Mom!” Harper calls. “Buck! Come on! I’m hungry.”
Maeve and Buck both laugh before heading inside.
They get seated at a table. Harper elects to sit next to Buck so he can tell her the stories about Christopher.
When they’ve ordered their drinks and food, Buck asks, “Has Christopher told you he survived a tsunami a few years ago?”
Harper’s eyes widen. “He was in a tsunami?” she asks. “How did he survive? What happened?”
“He and I were at the pier when we saw the wave,” Buck explains. “The two of us got caught in it together but we were okay. I grabbed him and held onto him, putting him on a firetruck. We were sitting on top of the 136 ladder truck when some debris hit the truck. While I was helping someone else, Christopher fell into the water.” Harper gasps. “I spent all day trying to find him after that. I ended up looking for him at a temporary hospital where I ran into Eddie and everyone. I had to tell Eddie that I lost Christopher, but you know what happened as I was explaining to Eddie what happened?”
Maeve smiles as Harper, who is very invested in this story, asks, “What happened?”
Buck sips his drink and replies, “Christopher appeared. He was being carried by a woman.” Harper smiles. “He was okay except for a few cuts and bruises.”
Harper giggles. “I’m glad he was okay,” she states. “You saved him, Buck.”
“I did,” Buck laughs. “Sometimes I don’t think that I did, because I did lose him, but I did save him.”
Maeve swears, in that moment, she feels herself fall completely for Evan Buckley. Yes, she loved Buck before, but she completely falls head over heels for him in this moment. Watching him interact with her daughter. She loves it.
Curiously, Harper asks, “Would you save me if I was in a situation like that? Or Mom?”
Buck looks up and across the table at Maeve. “Yeah, I would,” Buck states, smiling at Maeve. “I’ve saved your mom on a few occasions.”
“Okay, relax, Buckley,” Maeve laughs. “I can say the same about you.”
Harper asks, “You saved Mom? Really?”
“I did,” Buck says to Harper. “We were on a call once, a few weeks ago, when I carried your mom out of a building that had collapsed. I saved her.”
Maeve takes a sip of her drink. Harper smiles and looks across the table at Maeve. “I like Buck, Mom,” she loud whispers. Buck smiles.
“Me too,” Maeve loud whispers back.
The rest of dinner goes off without any problems. As they’re leaving, Harper asks, “Mom, can Buck come over?”
“If that’s okay with Buck,” Maeve replies.
Both of them look up at Buck. He smiles. “Of course,” Buck says. “I’d love to come and spend some extra time with you and your mom.”
Harper gets excited and gets in the car. Maeve looks up at Buck. “She likes you,” Maeve tells Buck. “I don’t think I’ve seen her go from shy to talkative like that before.”
Buck grins. “I have that effect on kids,” he teases. “No, but seriously, Harper is very cute.”
“She is,” Maeve laughs. “Do you want to follow me to my house?” He nods. “See you in a few minutes.”
It’s a long few minutes, but Maeve can’t help but smile as Harper gushes about Buck in the car on the way home. “Mom, all your friends from work are so cool,” Harper states. “Buck and Eddie especially.”
Maeve just laughs and agrees, “Yeah, they are. My best friends.” And boyfriend.
She pulls into the driveway while Buck parks on the street. Maeve gets out of the car and helps Harper out. Buck gets out and walks up to the front door of the house, waiting for Harper and Maeve. Harper practically runs up to Buck and Maeve follows suit.
The three of them walk inside. Harper asks Maeve, “Can I show Buck my toys?”
“Yeah,” Maeve states. “Just remember to clean up whatever you take out of the bin. I’m going to get into something more comfortable.” Harper then practically drags Buck up the stairs. Maeve follows them up, walking into her bedroom while Harper disappears into Harper’s room.
Maeve changes from her t-shirt and jeans into a white cropped band t-shirt and black sweatpants. She ties her hair up in a ponytail.
Then she heads down to Harper’s room, standing where Buck and Harper can’t see her.
Things are quiet for a few minutes, and Maeve is about to walk away, when Harper asks, “Did you know my mom is dating someone?”
“I did,” Buck hesitantly says. “How do you feel about that?”
After a moment of silence, Harper states, “I’m happy for Mom. It’s been a while since I’ve seen her this happy. She doesn’t think I notice when she’s sad, but I do. She hasn’t been sad in a while.” Maeve smiles. “I think she really likes whoever she’s dating. Like really likes him.”
Buck asks, “You think so?”
Maeve peeks into the room and watches Harper nod. “She told me about my dad,” Harper explains. “And she was really sad when she told me about him. She said that she loved Dad a lot, and that she still loves him a lot. Do you think she loves her boyfriend?”
“I do,” Maeve speaks up from the doorway. Buck and Harper both jump, startled by Maeve’s voice. Her eyes are on Buck.
Harper looks over at Buck then looks at her mother. She must put two and two together because she asks, “Mom, are you and Buck dating?”
“Yeah, baby,” Maeve replies. “I’m dating Buck. I love Buck.”
There. She said it.
Buck’s eyes brighten when Maeve says the L word. Harper makes a face. “Ew, does that mean that you guys kiss?” she asks. Maeve laughs and nods. “That’s gross.”
“We won’t kiss in front of you, Harps,” Maeve promises. “Not until you’re older anyway.”
Harper makes a face throwing up noise. “I don’t ever want to see that,” Harper states. “Kissing is disgusting.”
Maeve smiles. “Can I steal Buck for a second?” she asks her daughter. Harper just nods and Buck gets off the floor. Harper goes back to playing with the dolls on the floor. Maeve walks down the hallway a bit and Buck follows her.
She stops and turns around, facing Buck. “You love me?” Buck asks. “And you actually said it?”
“Yeah,” Maeve breathes. “Yeah, I love you, Buck.”
Buck grins. “I love you too, Maeve,” he states. “So much.”
Maeve smiles and pulls Buck into her bedroom, kicking the door shut with her foot. Maeve pushes Buck up against the door and Buck’s eyes widen. “Maeve, your daughter is just down the hall,” Buck reminds her.
“I’m not having sex with you right now, Buck,” Maeve laughs. “I just wanted to do this.” Then she gets on her toes and presses a light kiss to Buck’s lips.
But of course, it doesn’t last long because Maeve ends up straddling Buck’s waist on her bed. Both of them mumbling that they love each other between kisses.
This is everything that Maeve has wanted since Luke died.
She loves Luke, she will always love Luke, but she knows that she can love Buck too without forgetting about Luke.
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I sort of ship Robin and Beast Boy, but mostly because I thought that while they have their issues right now, after a big angsty storyline they could learn a lot from each other.
Which is why it amazes me that all the content I can find is fluff 90% of the time.
