Whereâs our good girl? Yandere!ChanLix x Reader
Summary- you had been so well behaved recently but today was a slip that revealed how much youâve been slipping up mentally. Despite how much you try to fight your feelings for your kidnappers who insist on you calling them Mommy and Daddy your punishment after your bratty behavior only makes you doubly down
Authors note: Iâve been wanting to write a this story for a minute now and finally got around to doing it (I promise Iâm working on all my other drafts thoughđ)Iâve never wrote something like this so I hope you all enjoy. I want to give a major shout out and spotlight to @last-words-ofashootingstar and her baby series which inspired me to make this! Please go read her series before this itâs so amazing and sheâs an insanely talented writer!! Havenât proofread this yet btw but I prob will later, Twâs under the cut.
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TW: Yandere, kidnapping, mentions of sex and slight nudity, violence/spanking, swearing, reader is very much falling into Stockholm Syndrome, heavy allusions to dom/sub relationships, Felix referred to as mommy and Chan is referred to as daddy(so slight mommy daddy kink ig?), verryyyyy slight allusions to stalking, kinda soft yandere I feel like but still very very fucked up so please read at you own risk and as always!!! This does NOT represent any of the members in real life, this is fiction and nothing more!! They are simply place holders for the story!!!
The couch underneath you was comfortable and the fuzzy blanket wrapped around you gave you a sense of comfort, at least somewhat. The Bluey episode on the flat screen tv in front of you played at a moderate volume not too low you couldnât hear it but not high enough that you couldnât hear Felix humming to a song you didnât fully recognize while cooking. The song was somewhat familiar, probably one of the few new ones Chan was working on staying late in the studio for their upcoming comeback. Thinking about Chan and him coming home soon brought an impending sense of fear on you destroying the slight comfort the blanket and couch gave you.
Upon âmoving in with themâ as they liked to word it Chan rarely stayed late in the studio anymore save for the couple of times he was in the zone and got carried away or he had a comeback on the horizon with a looming deadline but even then he still didnât stay that late, at least like he used to. Gone were the countless hours spent in the studio until ungodly hours, gone were the multiple times Felix had to come drag him home in the middle of the night. âThe bed is cold without you baby and you know I donât like to sleep without youâ he would rasp his voice laced with tiredness thickening his accent. He never stayed later than two hours now that you were around.
Sure he still stayed late still but not that late, to him and Felix at least. Him staying two hours late sometimes wasnât that bad compared to the times he would quietly unlock the door past midnight hoping he wouldnât wake his husband. Him being late didnât matter much to you, if anything it made you feel happy. You frequently had to bite the inside of your lip to keep yourself from smiling when Felix would say Chan would be late. You were always around the two of them so even just one of them being away from you took a weight off your shoulder. Today though it added weight on your shoulder having to wait for Chan to come home. You wondered if Felix had told him about your âoutburst" today, or if he was waiting for him to come home to tell him. It didnât matter though, you had a punishment coming your way anyway. You knew you would be in for it.
The beeping of the lock broke you from your trance, Chan was home. You felt a knot building in your throat while your anxiety steadily increased. You werenât sure what to do. Chan and Felix both liked when you greeted them at the door after they got home, it wasnât necessarily a rule but it did get you extra brownie points. You werenât sure though, if Chan already knew about your âbratty actionsâ as they loved to say it could aggravate him or make him think you were trying to get out of a punishment which you werenât. Not necessarily at least. You knew better- they made sure you knew better than to ever try and get out a punishment but you were trying to lessen it a little. If he didnât know, maybe it would lessen your punishment. Fuck it.
You stood up from the couch and made your way to the door just in time to see Chan standing up from untying and removing his shoes. He looks over at you and a bright smile graces his face. You were just what he needed to see after a long day in the studio. âHi babygirl, coming to welcome me home?â he asks, you nod.
âYeah, hi Daddy, welcome homeâ you smile walking towards him and letting him pull you into a hug. The name rolled off your tongue easier now then it used too, it no longer made bile rise in your throat and your tongue burn. You remember the first time he gave you a hug back when you were friends, when you were nothing more to him and Felix then friends with benefits. He had mumbled âbig hugâ into your hair making you giggle. It was a popular phrase in the Stay fandom, you would know. You did used to be a fan afterall. Those were the days. You werenât ready for commitment you had told them over a couple shared drinks after a long day practicing and choreographing them. You wanted the affection and outings and sex that came from dating but you didnât want the commitment. You were too focused on your career as a promising upcoming choreographer. You wanted no strings attached, you wanted to be able to go ghost for a couple weeks and be able to come back like nothing happened. You didnât mean to talk about how attractive the two of them were that night, how long you crushed on them, how they were your biases before joining JYP and having to become more professional, how badly you wanted what they had but your trust issues wouldnât let you. How badly you wanted a relationship like that just without the complications, you had said all that before you three downed another round of shots.
You woke up the next morning hungover and naked sandwiched between the two men who were also naked, it doesnât take a genius to guess what had happened or how you had agreed to your friends with benefits situation. You wish you could go back and undo it all, refuse to ever go out with them that night, although the longer you had been stuck in their shared apartment the more you realized that they were obsessed with you long before that night if the constant two on one practices you had and always working with at least one of them had anything to do with them. Sometimes you wonder if you hadnât rejected them and their proposal of a serious relationship all those months ago, laughing at them thinking they were joking if you wouldnât be locked in their apartment forced to conform to what they wanted of you, conforming to a lifestyle you never explored much outside of the bedroom.
You couldnât dwell on that because Chan had put his duffel bag and computer bag on the bench in the hallway and hoisted you into his arms causing you to let out a small yelp. You forgot how strong he was. The reminder only served to make you more nervous about your upcoming punishment. âHow was your day, baby?â he says walking towards the living room, you mumbled out a small good before asking how his day was. âIt was good, better now that I'm home with you and Mommy though, I missed my loves all dayâ he says before setting you on the couch. Felix walked over smiling at the sight of you two, gazing at you softly like earlier didnât happen.
He embraced Chan, placing a kiss on his lips asking the same question you had. He smiles âdinner is almost ready, go wash up and meet us at the tableâ his eyes moved to you his loving smile never leaving his face looking at you like you were the most precious thing in the world, like you didnât cuss him out earlier. âCome help me set the table, little one?â you nod but quickly correct yourself.
âYes Mommyâ you nod and look him in the eyes. You had already broken four rules today and not making eye contact and not using your words would only be breaking more. You followed him to the table and helped set the table as normal, making small talk about what he made for dinner and dessert. He asked about the episode of Bluey you were watching as if you hadnât watched it a million times already. He was acting normal like nothing had happened today and that made you feel worse than it would have if he had ignored you or been cold to you. Chan soon sat at the table and Felix served you your dinner then Chan reached over pulling your plate towards him and cutting your food up for you like he does every night.
Everything was carrying on as normal as if you hadnât given Felix attitude all morning, as if you hadnât called him Felix instead of Mommy and slapped his hand away from you before and telling him to fuck off and calling him a bitch.
They talked about their days, what Chan worked on at the studio and how Felixâs dance practice was. Felix told him how Hyunjin almost tripped three times because he kept forgetting to tie his shoe laces. They asked about your day, Chan asked if you had fun going and sitting in on Felixâs practice and if you had fun hanging out with danceracha while they worked. âWere you good for Mommy today baby?â Chan asked with a smile. Your eyes darted to Felix who sat across from you with his hair tied back, a blue t-shirt and gray sweatpants on. He looked good, more than good. You had been thinking that more recently about both of them. Instead of feeling sick or angry looking at them like you used to, you caught yourself admiring them more. You didnât like that you were thinking that way.
âWell?â Felix asks you. You felt nervous. Beyond nervous. You hated punishments and how degrading they were, you hated how well they took care of you during and after them. But what you hated most of all is how mad Chan was gonna be because when Chan was angry you were terrified and he didnât let any disrespect towards his husband slide. You had seen it with your own eyes a couple of times, and been at the receiving end of it once and you promised yourself to never be on that end again, you broke that promise today. Felix slides his hand across the table grabbing yours gently and holding it, lacing his fingers with yours. The worst part, you think, isnât even the punishment itself but the fact that you have to remind yourself of your actions. You have to acknowledge the guilt eating away at you for hurting your mommy- for hurting Felix, you correct yourself. You also didnât like how you were slipping up with their names like that. âI know you're nervous and you donât like confrontation. I can tell him for you if you want little one? I donât mind, we wonât be upset if you feel more comfortable with me saying itâ you stare at him for a moment feeling even more guilt. How could you hurt someone who always took such good care of you, who was always so kind and loving to you?
âPromise?â your voice just above a whisper trying your hardest to keep eye contact.
âOf course babygirl,â he says. His smile and eyes were soft with love and admiration. He and Chan always looked at you like that. He turns to Chan, âour Sunshine had a bratty episode todayâ he says. The words âbratty episodeâ made you feel belittled but you tried to ignore it.
Chan stared for a moment feeling confused. It had been a while since you acted out, you had been so good recently. It was obvious to him and Felix that you were finally breaking. Finally giving in to them. âWhat happened?â he asked.
âWhen I tried to take her shirt off she snapped, slapped my hand away and yelled at meâ Chan swallowed still quietly waiting for Felix to continue. âShe said âFelix leave me the fuck alone I can do this myself bitch.â Chan couldnât help but stare at him in shock. The room went silent with a tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. He looks over at you, his baby girl holding on to Felixâs hand like it was the only thing that could keep you calm. Noticing the way your head is down and your eyes are burning holes into the plate you're staring at and the way your leg wonât stop bouncing he honestly believes Felix holding your hand was the only thing keeping you calm.
The room stays silent for another moment before Chan speaks âHow did you handle it?â Chan asks. He hadnât looked at you the entire time only at Felix and that made the pit in your stomach expand.
âI didnâtâ he says, his thumb rubbing across your knuckles comfortingly. âShe apologized almost immediately and let me change her and has been on her best behavior since. I figured I would wait until you got home to decide on a punishment. Plus you know how I feel about punishing herâ he says. Felix has never liked to punish you, sure he would decide your punishment sometimes but he rarely ever was the one to inflict them. He instead chose to prepare tissues if you cried, run a bath to calm you, prepare the bed with your favorite stuffies and blankets and hold your hand when Chan delivered the punishment. There was only one time in the four and a half months youâve been in their apartment where he punished you and it was brutal, thinking about it sometimes brings you shivers because you had never seen him so mad. You had woken up in the middle of the night alone that evening to hear Felix crying to Chan about how terrible he felt punishing you.
Chan nods at what Felix says, letting the silence hang over the kitchen table watching you practically squirm in your seat from anxiety. He was at a loss for words, you had been so good recently so what changed today? âIs what heâs saying true babygirl?â Chan asks you. Itâs not that he didnât believe Felix but he wanted to give you the chance to speak.
âYes Daddyâ you say quietly. Forcing yourself to keep eye contact with Chan only increased your anxiety and if it wasnât for Felix holding onto your hand you probably would have started sobbing by now. Chan only hums before taking another bite of his food.
âWeâll talk about this alone after we finish dinnerâ he says to Felix.
After that dinner continued on like normal for the two of them but not for you. You stayed silent while you ate until they excused you from the kitchen so they could clean up. You sat on the couch rubbing your hand across the blanket you had been cuddled with earlier trying to calm yourself. They spoke quietly and quickly to each other in Korean while cleaning. If you paid enough attention you could have translated it, but you felt too tired and your brain was too fried to bother trying to compute that into English. Even if you werenât as tired your anxiety of what was to come had your heart beating into your ears so harshly you couldnât hear anyways. So distracted by your anxiety you hadnât noticed that they stopped talking and made their way into the living room. You only noticed when Chan squatted down in front of you and Felix sat on the loveseat across from you.
âYou understand how bad you were today right?â Chan asks softly. He rubbed your cheek with one of his hands. He spoke and touched you like you were made of glass. He could tell how anxious you were and so could Felix. They have always been too good at reading your emotions.
âYes Daddyâ you say. It was hard to drag your eyes away from Felix who sat on the other side of the room away from you. You didnât like that. Felix never sat away from you, not even during a punishment.
âWe recognize how you immediately apologized and took accountability of your actions baby,â Chan continues, the hand originally rubbing your cheek trailing to your chin to make you sure you look at him. âMommy and I are so proud of how well youâve been behaving, even when you misbehaved today. You said sorry and let him help you change, you greeted me when I got home, youâve been making sure to keep eye contact with us and use your words. Youâve come so far little one, been such a good girlâ he says with a proud smile. A couple months ago this would have made you feel sick but at this moment it helped calmed. He called you a good girl, something youâve grown more accustomed to hearing, craving to hear it instead of dreading it.
âBecause of how good youâve been, we're gonna go easy for your punishmentâ you looked at him with wide eyes. He and Felix couldnât help but let out chuckles at your cuteness.
âReally?â you asked, still feeling shocked. Have you really been that good recently? Part of you felt proud of that. But there was a small voice in the back of your head screaming not to be, screaming it wasnât a good thing, to stop giving in. He nods at you.
âIâll give you 20 spanks and hold your hands behind your back the entire time. Mommy is sitting on the other couch and going to watch. You really hurt his feelings today so you donât get to hold his hand like you usually do during punishmentsâ so that's why he sat on the other couch. You didnât like that. Youâre not sure when him holding your hand during a punishment became a comfort, became something you liked but all you knew is that you didnât like this. âYouâll look Mommy in the eyes and apologize each time I hit you, okay? If you don't we rerstartâ you knew you couldnât do anything but say yes, so you did. The next few moments were a blur. Chan adjusting you over his lap, your shorts and underwear dragged halfway down your thighs and wrists gripped tightly in one hand and being positioned to make eye contact with Felix you donât remember. You donât zone back in until the first slap and let out a whimper.
After the 5th hit you realized why Chan had your wrists in a tight grip behind his back. It was hard for you to not yank them out and cling on to the couch cushions for comfort, or to grip on to his pant leg or reach out to Felix. He wanted you to feel a punishment without their comfort. By the time the 8th hit came you were already crying and on the 11th you were starting to break out into full on sobs while Felix stared at you with a blank face. He seemed unbothered but he had to put his idol training to use and hide how badly he wanted to hold your hand and pet your hair while telling you how well you were doing. It wasnât easy for Chan but in their mind they knew this would help you in the long run.
By the 20th spank you could barely speak and were a stuttering mess. It wasnât just the pain that got to you, but the lack of comfort, the lack of emotion from either of them. After the last hit they both went still watching as you cried into the cushion of the couch. Letting you sit in your pain and thoughts of how badly you wanted their comfort. After 30 seconds of your sobs they went into action.
Chan released your wrists and adjusted you to sit across his lap, shushing your pained whimpers when your sore bottom settled on his thighs. He massaged your wrists while Felix wiped away your tears and shushed. Chanâs hands moved from your wrist to your back rubbing comforting circles to help soothe you. âJust breathe he said softlyâ
It continued on for about 5 minutes with them praising you about how well you took it and how good you are, how much they loved and appreciated you. âOur good girlâ Felix whispered softly before standing with Chan following suit, slipping one arm under your legs and the other going to your back and standing up with you in his arms. They walked from the living room to the hall Chan turning to the left to head into the bathroom with you while Felix turned to the right to the bedroom door.
When you realized Felix was leaving you couldnât help the whine you left out making both men pause. âMommyâ you sniffled making him soften.
âShh babyâ Felix said âItâs okay, I'm just going to the bedroom to get the bed ready.â You shook your head and mumbled a soft âdonât goâ.
Chan adjusted you in his arms and placed a kiss on your head. âItâs okay little one, me and you are gonna go shower and get ready for bed while Mommy gets everything ready for bed okay? Weâll be quick and then we can cuddle and sleep, okay?â Chan says. You nod and let out a softer whine before nuzzling your head in his neck mumbling a quiet âbe fastâ. Usually they would make you verbalize everything louder and make eye contact but on nights like these after harsh punishments they got more lax with the rules, how couldnât they? After this you became all soft, sweet and submissive wanting nothing more than to be as close to the two of them as you could.
Chan kept to his word washing the both of you as quickly as he could while also trying to be gentle with you, your ass bright red from how hard he had been spanking you. He wrapped you in a pastel fuzzy towel doing quick skincare for you both before bringing you to the bedroom. You were obviously fussy from not being near Felix which was to be expected seeing as he wasnât with you during your punishment. You acted the same way when Felix had been the one to punish you, seeking his touch and attention despite the prior punishment.
Once Chan sat you down on the bed Felix walked out of your shared walk-in closet in his own pajamas holding a set of your Pajamas (which was a fluffy pair of old christmas sleep pants that belonged to Chan and one of Felixâs shirts) and a pair of underwear for Chan seeing as the man was pretty much incapable of wearing actual pajamas.
âHi little one, how was your shower with Daddy?â Felix asked, pulling your sleep shirt over your head.
ââS goodâ you mumbled rubbing your eyes and standing up letting him apply an ointment to your butt to help with the pain before sliding the pajama pants on. ââM sleepy though Mommy can we all go to bed now please?â you ask. Your eyes were soft and doe like. You were very obviously worn out from tonight.
âOf course little oneâ he said, climbing into bed and pulling you under the sheets with him and against his chest. Chan slid in after pressing a kiss to your forehead and putting your favorite cartoon on. You curled deeper into Felix seeking as much of his touch as you could get. You were quick to doze off, Chan humming the song Felix did earlier didnât help.
You let out an annoyed whine âDaddy closer pleaseâyour voice was muffled due to your face being shoved into Felixâs chest. You reached behind you pulling his arm making him and Felix giggle.
ââM here little âm right hereâ Chan says softly, feeling his heart flutter at you seeking him out and not just Felix. Both men watched you slowly drift off. Chan ran his hand up and down your arm and continued humming while Felix played with your hair. They watched your breathing even out and sat in a comfortable silence watching you. You, their babygirl, their little one, their world, their everything.
Just as they thought you had fallen asleep you sleepily mumbled âI love you Mommy, I love you Daddyâ your voice was slurred with exhaustion and they couldnât help but look at you like you hung the moon and the stars. You telling them you love them before bed wasnât exactly new, it was a routine they had instilled in you although it never failed to make their hearts beat a little faster. What was new though was your next sentence â promise to start being a good girl all the timeâŠâm so lucky toâŠto have youâ you said before finally falling asleep. Their eyes widened in shock before staring at each other. The only noise to be made was from your cartoon playing quietly on the tv. They sat silently a little longer staring at you, their entire world.
âSheâs finally breaking,â Chan had said softly. The room had been silent for at least 10 minutes now.
âSheâs been breaking,â Felix hummed.
âYeahâŠshe has. But I think today was the final straw love.â Chan responded.
Felix stayed silent for another moment before speaking, his voice raspy with tiredness. âWhat do you think pushed it?â although he already knew the answer.
âIts been bound to happen for a while now, sheâs been getting there slowly. But after today's punishment, not letting you hold her hand and comfort her pushed her over the edge.â Chan responded with his own voice, tired just like Felix.
âIt didnât help that you ignored her during the punishment either Channie, she really does love the both of us. She couldnât handle how you didnât talk her through the punishment like you usually do. I think she is just too focused on how I'm usually right across from her holding her hand to realize how much your words mean as well.â Felix says softly. They keep their voices down not wanting to wake you. He wasnât wrong either. Chanâs silence today did have an effect on you, more than you knew.
âDoesnât matter what it was, sheâs finally all ours again, our little one finally realizing how much she needs us just like we need her.â Felix hums again before leaning up slightly, placing a slow kiss to his lips.
âI love you Chan, love our baby so much too.â
âI love you too Lix, I love and adore you both so much.â Chan shoots him a sleepy smile. The room goes silent again. Chan watches as Felix finally gives in to sleep. He lays in silence watching the both of you, the way Felixâs wedding band glints in the light of the tv. The loves of his lives curled up in his bed in his arms. He had never felt so complete.
He wonders if tomorrow is a good time to give you the engagement band he and Felix had stored in the corner of the top shelf in the closet, the one they had picked out a week after they first started working with you, a week after meeting you. They always knew you were theirs. He'll have to ask Felix tomorrow.
You were right, they have been obsessed with you far longer than you thought. Had you not gone on that date, it wouldnât have mattered. They had 5 full proof plans on how to âbring you homeâ if it didnât work that night. Youâre their little one after, their baby girl.
They knew it the moment they met you that you were destined to be theirs, their final piece. Youâre theirs. Forever.
