#too x reader

Chanhyuk chuckled to himself when he saw Y/n, his pretty fiance who also happened to be the Princess of his kingdom roll her beautiful eyes when she saw him enter the ball along his team which was composed of all the important men from the royal army.

It was the adorable puff in her cheeks and the way her tiny fists clenched at her sides at the sight of him that he loved so much. Because it made him want to fuck her even more brutal and rough than he already did. Rip those pretty ridiculously overpriced gowns off her and mark her fragile skin a pretty shade of violet. Dirty the soft royal pale skin that encased her soft flesh so she looked like his pretty fuck pet and breeding whore. Tug at her soft luscious locks as he slapped her delicate face red and humiliatingly slutty.

Oh. Does he sound like a cruel fiance perhaps forcing the girl to let him have his way?

It only looks that way because Y/n hates the fact that she is engaged to an army captain who will never be able to afford her. The materialistic whore is just petty that he isn't a duke or a prince like the fiance's and spouses of her siblings and cousins. Maybe if she wasn't found sucking Chanhyuk's cock like the dirty submissive little fuck dog she is in her chambers she wouldn't be betrothed to him right now.

It was a punishment to her by her panicked family. To keep mouths shut and maintain their reputation as well as hers.

But Chanhyuk wasn't complaining and neither was Y/n when her throat was stuffed all the way down to her pipes by the man's cock which was her one of her most favourite things.

Her submissiveness got the best of her and before she could stop and remind herself of the difference in their statuses like she wouldn't be his wife in the future, Y/n was on her knees looking up at the male with her lust dilated puppy eyes and whimpering lips.

Like… right now.

"Tsk…" Chanhyuk chuckled as he ripped the already sweaty Princess' pretty dress off, pushing her against the wall of the empty hallway outside the ballroom to pull the ripped fabrics off her, twirling her undergarments around his slender fingers and lifting her pretty little ass up in a wedgie before landing a powerful spank both her cheeks.

"Look at you now…" His warm lips touched her ear as she shuddered, holding herself against the wall pathetically while the male bit her ear and pulled at it softly, causing her to whine out a squeak when he lifted her off the ground using the wedgie.

Y/n felt her holes clench as more of her arousal leaked out. He treated her so good in all the ways despite not being the richest man it blew her mind. In all the ways. Chanhyuk was perfect.

He made it hurt so fucking good.

"Why do you even bother acting like you're anything above me when we both know you love being at the very bottom next to my feet, huh puppy?" Her toes curled at his words and eyes fluttered close, teeth pulling her bottom lip between them tightly.

Fuck. She loved it when he called her all those things. "Acting all annoyed," he softened the wedgie only to pull hard at it again, making her crack burn up before continuing. "Arrogant and bothered in front of everyone like you don't crawl to me like a pathetic bitch in heat everytime."

"P- Please, sir! Please~" the girl breathlessly shuddered at his words, whining out while keeping her eyes shut, loving how he was bouncing her up and down like a Master would to his puppet.

"Please what?" Chanhyuk growled harshly, saving her from falling when the panties tore and she went to fall down by placing his knee between her legs while still midair.

"Please more~" after being pampered and treated like such superior specie all her life she loved how different Chanhyuk made her feel. It was so embarrassing, degrading and humiliating. The thrill made her pussy ache from pleasure.

At first the thoughts saddened the girl as she thought something was wrong. But after Chanhyuk took her under his wing- or rather, his balls, she didn't want to be fixed anymore.

"Tsk~" the male chuckled deeply and spanked her again, pulling on her cheeks and exposing her cute now red pucker. "You really love being a good little dog for me, huh?" Y/n could only pathetically nod at that, squeaking out from pleasure when he pinned her to the wall by the back of her neck after wrapping his rough military worn fingers around it, pulling his knee back and slamming it back up in her pussy, making her cry out.

"Thank you, Captain!" Y/n called out lewdly, drooling pathetically. "Thank you so much! AHHH!" Her back arched as she slowly tried to rub herself against the muscles of the man's leg whilst he tied her hands above her glowing red ass cheeks using her torn up underwear before letting her down on her feet and turning her much smaller body around.

"Get on your knees, puppy. It's treat time." His big hand pulled the remaining piece of the costly dress from her now exposed chest, taking a good hold of her fat breasts and grazing his rough thumbs over the deep red and perked nubs, making the girl blush. "Go on now…" Patting her feet like an actual animal, Chanhyuk took a step back to undo his pants.

"And remember well, the wetter you can make it, the easier it'll be for your cute little ass." The male's eyebrows furrowed before one of them raised when she still didn't budge, making him look up at her from his military uniform pants. "Well?"

"M- Master…" Despite how crazy they were, Y/n was still very shy to voice out her needs sometimes. "I… Um…" Her head lowered as she stared down at her shaking knees now. "P- Please… m- make face feel g- goot… A- And clean…" The man almost didn't hear it because of how meek she was being, smirking when she finished.

"Oh, yes. How could I forget? My hygienic little Princess doesn't like being dirty now, does she?" Shaking her head she looked up at him, breathing heavily with eyes full of lust as she eagerly waited for what was to come only to yelp when he suddenly smacked her tit. "Answer when you're being spoken to!" The sternness in his voice made her almost cream herself.

"Y- Yes, sir! Yes, plea-" the next slap landed on her face before he grabbed a fistful of her soft hair from the mid of her head.

"Is that how dumb dogs like this whore right here talk?"

Her surprised and aroused expression instantly transformed into one of pain before she whined and squeezed her thighs together, tears streaming down her eyes. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He was so good.

"N- No! I- I mean- w- woof woof!" Y/n's heart was literally thumping from all of it. Her ears were almost numb. This was so good. "Y- Yes, w- woof, M- Master woo-f!" She felt so small compared to the tall and wide man. "W- Woof, p- puppy d- doesn't l- like being dirty w- woof woof!"

"Good bitch." She loved how raspy his voice got when he was aroused, gulping down a thick bile. He was so frightening when he was like this. It was literal heaven. Spitting out a huge wad of spit on her pretty face, the Captain slapped both her cheeks not too hard but not so soft either to 'tap' the spit in to clean her slightly dusty face before abruptly stopping and pushing her down all the way to the ground, rubbing her face against the floor and getting dirt on it as well as her tits.

This was exactly why he loved the chase. Because after that the way she let him go off made it all the more worthwhile.

"Too bad dirty breeding dogs don't get any privileges but only Master's kindness when they deserve it." Y/n holes clenched again at his words, submitting herself over to Chanhyuk's mercy. Which was always more worth it than the last time. "Now, let us see…" Pulling her face up off the ground to take a look, the male smirked in satisfaction at the sight of her pretty face all dirty, plump lips covered in saliva and swollen, eyes red and dangerously delated. "Absolutely stunning" the Captain breathed out before pressing his lips to hers without hesitation.

"Now, come here." Uncovering his erect and hard giant cock with his free hand, Chanhyuk pulled her closer to it by her hair, pumping it to smear his precum over it before tapping it against her lips, chuckling when she eagerly went to wrap her lips around the tip only to be deprived of it when he teasingly pulled it away, making her pretty face scrunch in displeasure, a soft pout gracing her lips as she whimpered.

"Okay, okay" the man chucked. "Only because you look so cute right now." He loved getting her dirty for himself and himself only. For the rest of the word she was his Princess that he was going to protect with his life. But when it was just them he loved to tear her clothes apart and get dirty with his cum and other things.

Y/n was so beautiful in his eyes that anything in the world could complment her gorgeous face. The Princess could make anything look good and luxurious. Even dirt.

So ethereal. So dirty. So filthy. All for him.

Chanhyuk plugged her cute little mouth with his balls first, loving how they filled the small space, her bratty little red cheeks puffing out from his fat testicles as she needily sucked at them like she had been deprived of any food for years, eyes hazy and barely open with her head all the way back as she stared up at him, sniffing his cock that he was resting on her face, covering it because it was bigger than it.

"Good puppy… such a good fucking puppy" slipping his boot between her legs he slowly teased her drenched vagina making the girl buck her hips.

Pulling his balls out of her mouth with a plop, Chanhyuk chuckled at the instant whine only to shush her by slapping her cheek with his cock. "Patience, my hungry little dog. Tsk. So eager for her treat." Tapping it against her lips some more he finally plugged it in her mouth, making her eyes roll to the back of her head when his tip grazed her throat, soft thighs drowning Chanhyuk's foot between them as she sat up straighter and started to grind against his leg.

The man sucked in a harsh breath when he felt his cock slip in between her silthy smooth throat, his other hand quickly finding her neck to feel the shape from the outside, hips swaying beautifully elegant as he slowly took his sweet time fucking her mouth all the way down to her throat, pushing his balls in each time to have her gag and choke before pulling out all the way to his tip before violating the narrow walls of flesh again.

"Come here" not caring about the denial her pussy received when he pulled her up by her throat and bent over the balcony that was opposite to the wall because he knew she liked pleasuring him far more than herself and loved being tortured and chastised for days, Chanhyuk groped and squeezed Y/n buttcheeks, pulling them apart to expose her blinking pucker.

"So cute and eager…" He noted deeply as she gripped the metal frame of the balcony, panting and relishing in the feeling of pure submission. "Let us get this stretching now, shall we?"

"W- Woof… woof~" Strings of drool made their way out of the corners of her mouth as her eyes rolled to the back of her head when Chanhyuk stroked her pucker with one of his rough thumbs, spitting on the hole before massaging it in because he didn't want to rip her today.

"Good dog~" cooing in a praising manner like one would to an actual dog, Chanhyuk aligned his thick beet red tip against her welcoming and nicely trained pucker, the male swayed his hips and pushed his huge cock in her tight hole inch by inch slowly whilst kissing and nibbling on her shoulder, hands now fondling her breasts while pinching her hard nipples at the same time, he felt his own sweat drip down his skin when he felt her hole suck up his cock.

"Good breeding dog… such a good whore… The perfect fuck puppet" biting down on her ear because he loved doing that due to how she cowered and whined from the feeling, the male pulled his cock out only to slam in faster this time, eventually getting faster and faster, making her moan out into the royal garden beneath the balcony, the sound almost being echoed.

"O- Oh dear Lord high up above in the heavens!" The Slave and Master heard the voice of the Queen, Y/n's mother from behind.

"Shit, pup. This is why I tell you to be quiet" it was a lie. He NEVER told her to be quiet. The man loved her being as loud as she could, still fucking into her and having no intentions of stopping. "Now we got caught… again." Chanhyuk found nothing more satisfying than knowing that he was the only one who had this stuck up little thing so good all wrapped around his pinky finger. He took pride in how good he could fuck her and give her exactly what she needed.

And he wanted everyone to know and hear it.

Glancing over his shoulder to find a red faced Queen, a displeased King and shocked Duke whom Chanhyuk didn't know the name of but knew had always wanted to persue his pup even after their engagement, the Captain chuckled, standing up straighter while still fucking up the girl's tight ass, covering her tits and pussy by his rough and protective hands from the other young man, made his way away from the little crowd, headed for Y/n's room because they had a long night ahead.

"S- Sorry, mommy!" Y/n whined, her head falling against Chanhyuk's shoulder for support as she wanted, face twisted in both pain and pleasure. "I- I know I promised woof- I MEAN!" The male laughed at the panic in her voice when she barked, trying to make sense of her words whilst the three people stared at them in horror. Her crimson coloured face was covered in sweat, precum, dirt and spit.

"I- I know I promised b- but…" The Princess' mouth formed in a big 'O' when she had a dry orgasm from how good her ass was being fucked regardless of no stimulation where it should have been.

"You can do this tomorrow morning when you're less… occupied, love." Kissing her forehead, Chanhyuk made sure to look straight in the Duke's soul while saying the words, kissing Y/n's forehead to get the whole point across as she lewdly agreed, he started walking away.

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Chihoon:

      You had asked Chihoon to meet outside the dorms, saying how there was something you wanted to give him. When he saw you standing outside with your hands behind your back, obviously holding something, he couldn’t help but question it in his head. Finally standing in front of you, you shyly present a bouquet of flowers without saying a word. You don’t see it, but Chihoons face reddens at your actions. Shyly, he takes the flowers from you, and before he could get a word in, you runaway.

      Taken back by your sudden disappearance, he goes back into the dorms and ignore the questions from his band members. Getting on his phone he goes to see what kind of flowers they are and they’re meaning behind it. Baby’s breaths. Symbolizes purity, sincerity, and love. Later on that night, you get a call from him.

Donggeon:

      You thought it be a great idea for you to surprise Donggeon after his first solo schedule. Luckily his manager was able to sneak you into his dressing room before he could return. Waiting for Donggeon to return, you set your gift for him on the table and decided to hide. When Donggeon was finally back in the dressing room, the first thing he spotted was the bouquet of flowers on the table. As he inspected the flowers, you decided to let your presence be known. “Do you like them?” Surprised by the familiar voice, Donggeon quickly turns around with a big smile on his face. Comin in for a hug, he asks, “Y/n? What’re you doing here?”

      “I wanted to surprise you at your first solo activity.”

      “It was a wonderful surprise, and you got me flowers?” Nodding your head, you tell him, “They’re asters. They symbolize love.”

      “Well, I love them, and I love you.”

Chan:

      “You got me flowers?” Chan asks as he examines the bouquet of carnations you had presented him. “Yeah, do you not like them?” You had walked by a flower shop earlier that day and saw how beautiful the flowers were and thought that they’d be nice little present for Chan.

      Quickly reassuring you he says, “No, no, I do like them. I’m just so used to getting you flowers, that’s all.”  Sure, flowers usually weren’t the first thing you would get Chan, but you were just glad that he liked them. “Well, then you should start getting used to it because I think I like that look on your face.” Smiling at your comment, he presses a kiss on your cheek, “I think I can do that.”

Jisu:

      “Look at what my sweetie, Y/n, got me. Y/n got me yellow daffodils. Aren’t they beautiful like them?” At this point, the members were starting to get tired of Jisu talking about the flowers you gave him earlier that day. “Yah, we get, they got you flowers, now stop waving them around or else you’ll ruin them.” Gasping, Jisu says, “You’re right. I have to keep these flowers pristine. I can’t ruin this lovely gift from my love.” He quickly then leaves to put the flowers in a safe area.

       Although the boys were annoyed with all of Jisu’s nonstop talking, they were just all glad that you were able to make him happy as he was.

J.you:

      When J.you saw the bouquet of peonies, he had to question you about them, “Hey babe, who got you these flowers?”

      “I did, and they’re not for me, they’re for you.” Gently grabbing one of the leaves on the stem, he asks, “Why’d you get me peonies?”

      “Because where I’m from, red peonies mean passionate love and romance, and I wanted to show you that I love you.” His heart melts at your explanation and he can’t help but coo at you. Motioning for you to come close to him, he pulls you into his chest, “It’s so cute how much you love me.” You playfully hit at his chest, “But just letting you know now, I love you more.” He goes on to show you this the next time you see him, when he shows up with more red peonies.

Minsu:

      “Do these flowers mean something in your country?” Minsu asks when you give him a bouquet of red chrysanthemums. Shaking you head, you respond, “Not necessarily. The universal meaning behind them is love.” When he hears your response, he quickly takes his attention away from the flowers and focuses it on you. “Love?” Shyly, you nod your head. A smile forms on his face. Setting the flowers down, he pulls you into a hug, “I love you too.”

      Now every time Minsu sees red chrysanthemums, he always has to buy them for you because he wants you to know that you are always loved. Sometimes he also buys flowers that are native to your country in case you ever feel homesick.

Jaeyun:

      “Why would you get me flowers?” Is the first thing Jaeyun says to you when you present him the bouquet of violets you had gotten him. “Because the florists said that violets mean loyalty, and I just wanted you to know that I’ll always be loyal to you.” Hearing the words come out of your mouth, Jaeyun’s face reddens in embarrassment. He found your actions and words too sweet that he didn’t know how to respond.

      “If you don’t like them, I can just bring them back to my place.”

      “No!” Jaeyun blurts out. A little bit softer than before, he says, “I like them.” He looks at the flowers again, and in your mind, you mentally take a picture of him, not wanting to forget this scene.

Kyungho:

      When Kyungho had saw the orchids on his desk, he was slightly confused. He knew that nobody other than you could have put them there, so when he went to go see you in the kitchen, he had to question it. “Sweetheart, did you put the orchids on my desk?”

      “Yeah.” His heart swelled up on the inside. Your love language wasn’t physical touch like his was, but instead it was giving gifts, and he knew what the meaning behind the flowers meant. However, getting him flowers was something new for the both of you, and Kyungho couldn’t help but fall in love with you even more. Coming up to you as you cleaned the dishes, he wrapped his arms around your waist, giving you a back hug, and kissed your cheek. “I love them. I think I could get used to getting spoiled like this.”

Jerome:

      “Y/n? What are you doing here?” Jerome questions you as you walk through the dorm with your hands behind your back. “I came here to give you something.” Presenting the object in your hands, you give Jerome a bouquet of sunflowers. He takes a moment and just looks at you before finally taking the flowers from you. “You got me sunflowers?”

      “Yeah, they reminded me of you.” You couldn’t tell, but on the inside, his heart was exploding from pure excitement. You didn’t realize it then, but this moment will forever be engraved in Jerome’s mind because from then on anytime he saw something with a sunflower on it, he had to buy it because it reminded him of you.

Woonggi:

      When Woonggi had saw the bouquet of flowers in your hands he was slightly sad, “Ooh Y/n, who got you those?”

      “They’re for you actually.” Any sadness Woonggi had previously felt before disappeared and was replaced with excitement. Happily taking the flowers from you, he gave them a big whiff, enjoying the fresh smell of the camelias. “Thanks Y/n, but what’s the occasion?”

      “There’s no occasion. If you know the meaning behind camelias then you’ll know.” With your helpful hint, Woonggi was able to piece everything together. He knew exactly what camelias meant. Love, affection, and admiration. You were confessing to him. Happily smiling at you, he takes a single stem from the bouquet and hands it to you. Accepting it, you look at him confused. “If you know the meaning behind camelias, then you’ll know.”

A/n: tbh Woonggi’s was my favorite like once I finished writing it I squealed lol. anyways, if you have any requests, my requests are open! you can check which groups I write for here: x

Minsu sighed dropping his bag next to the shoe rack, he toed of his shoes off messily and stumbled into the living room.

y/n was nowhere to be seen, Minsu frowned, he really wanted to see y/n.

Sighing Minsu walked into the kitchen and spotted y/n chopping vegetables, there was a pan simmering on the stove.

Minsu wasted no time in dragging himself towards the older and wrapping his arms around him. y/n made a sound of surprise when Minsu hugged him but didn’t push the shorter away.

“How was work today?” y/n shrugged, he was a man of few words and emotions, so different from Minsu.

“End of the year, we aren’t as busy, you’re really busy though.” Minsu nods, they are busy they’ve just debut and award shows are around the corner, so they’re constantly practicing and preparing now.

“You work too hard.” y/n says softly, “I can run you a warm bath, you just go get a change of clothes.” Minsu smiles. 

His boyfriend is rough around the edges and a little obliviously callous but he is very kind, even if those moments of kindness and softness are spaced out and rare.

“Who are you and what have you done with my rough boyfriend?” Minsu expects the older to ignore his comment but instead he turns around and wraps his arms around Minsu’s shoulders.

“Is it really so difficult to believe that I care about you.” Minsu knows the older is joking, his monotone voice just makes him sound more serious than he is.

“Absolutely impossible.” Minsu tells him placing his head on y/n’s chest.

“The impossible could not have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.” Minsu snorts.

“You’re quoting from books I don’t know about again.” 

y/n hums, “I could read them to you every night, to help the baby go to sleep.”

“I am not a baby, don’t be mean.”

“You’re about the same size as a 14 year old, you’re basically my child.” Minsu pouts and hits y/n’s shoulder lightly.

“I need to finish cooking, you need to go take a bath.” y/n pulls away from Minsu to head towards the pan on the stove.

“But I don’t want to take a bath alone.”

“And what am I supposed to do about that?” Minsu laughs lightly.

“Finish cooking quickly so we can take a bath together obviously.” y/n hums again.

“Go lay down or something let me finish.” Minsu shakes his head, doesn’t matter if y/n can’t see him. He latches onto y/n’s back again and presses  kisses to the older’s shoulders.

"Why are you always with Jeyou?"

It's the kind of question that insinuates that you're the one to receive the blame. You don't even need to hear your own words, or a direct accusation to understand that he's blaming you for something. Though you only receive half of the blame, the other half is now resting in Kim Jeyou's unworn shoes.

"Me?" You ask as you point at yourself. There is no one else that he could direct the words to. Six beds against the wall but no one around you, especially not Jeyou who coincidentally resides in one of the upper bunks.

In response to your incomprehension, Chan hums. It's not the sweet hum that could resemble a song, it's the short and strict hum that answers a bold "yes," to your question. The wordless response leaves you even more confused. But Chan isn't willing to connect the dots for you, you could figure it out on your own.

"Me?" You ask again, though it's just a pause so that you can briefly remember the previous hint Chan gave you. "Always being with Jeyou?" You finally finish the question.

And just like last time, Chan doesn't use words to give you an answer. It's a question that shouldn't even be asked, how can you not be aware of your actions? Whenever you're around at the dorms, it seems like you come for Jeyou rather than for him. Sometimes the two of you are in front of the tv, other times you help him monitor his performance, and there was even one time when the two of you went out for dinner.

The first few times, he thought it might be because you felt closest to him rather than other members. But those thoughts had transitioned when he came to find out you shared your midnight snack with Jeyou whilst he wasn't home. Something that Jerome had told him about accidentally in a ramble of how good the night had been! Eventually, it turned into jealousy: jealousy of the way you acted towards his younger member and perhaps of the amount of time you spent together.

"I don't always spend time with Jeyou." You calmly protest against Chan's silence, he didn't seem to budge at all after your question which leaves you to lead the conversation. But before you're able to explain yourself and your - apparently wrong - actions, Chan interrupts.

"You do! It's always Jeyou! And where am I, your boyfriend, Cho Chanhyuk?!"

His words are said loudly, his long lost feelings coming out in the form of a snap. You weren't even sure if he was capable of that as most arguments were calm with mutual understanding and respect. Something that now seems far from the case, and it disappoints you. Not to forget how you're disappointed because of his assumptions.

"You know why?" You calmly say but the high tone of your voice already gives away the underlying feelings. You want to be calm but as he loses his temper, you unconsciously start feeling the same way. "Because you're never home. You're always at the studio with Chihoon. So I come here to wait for you, but I hang around with the others because I'm bored. And Jeyou is just a good friend!"

After your short outburst, it gets quiet, neither of you says something. You can only hear your own breathing as you come down from the high, not the pleasured high, but the peak of your frustration. Chan is staring at you, and you know, even if you decided to break eye-contact.

"Is that an excuse?" The audacity. Chan even dares to ask that question whilst knowing that you're not the one to blame. "I go there to work on my music!" he says. If those first words asked you if you were making excuses, then he surely is by the time his mouth opens again. Working on music might be a good excuse, but that doesn't take away that it's still an excuse.

"Working on music is an excuse, Chanhyuk." You clarify. The sigh that leaves your lips is one out of disbelief and even Chan can notice the particles of negative emotions that now float in the air.

An excuse. The words linger towards Chan's mind and he can't help but realise the things that you're saying. Not only is working on music an excuse, but his entire existence as your boyfriend is also an excuse. From his jealousy, to never being home when you are around: excuses.

"You're right," Chan says after a few seconds of quietness. Though his mind was far from quiet during those seconds: all he could think of was him making endless excuses and making you feel like it was you who made them up. "I'm sorry for blaming you," his words are quiet but they get slightly louder as he approaches you. His hands reach out for yours the moment he is close enough, and you allow him to take them in his.

First, he couldn't stop blaming you, and now the apologies continue to fall from his lips. The second "I'm sorry," easily slips past his lips. And above underneath the grey-lavender coloured bangs, you can see his expressive brown eyes. It almost appears like he's apologising with them, showing you his compassion.

Chan tugs at both of your hands gently, pulling them until you have no other option but to wrap your arms around him before you fall. Within seconds, his arms engulf you tightly.

"I'll spend more time with you and I'll even take you to the studio. I promise I'll try to spend more time with you, starting today." He promises. He shifts his gaze to the right height to find your eyes, looking into them as soon as he finds them. He's careful, waiting until your reaction shows, he doesn't want to say anything wrong and have things take the worst turn again.

You believe him and it shows. Your eyes lighten up at the words, mostly because you're relieved that you don't misunderstand or blame each other. "And when you come home, I'll make sure to spend more time with you too." You say. Perhaps there was a bit of truth in Chan's words, you had been around Jeyou even when Chan was just in the room writing lyrics. Both of you made mistakes and, in the future, still would.

"It's all okay again," Chan whispers as he rests his forehead against yours, finding comfort in the embrace you share and the genuine words. You hum in response, the kind of hum of relief and perhaps even put of adoration. "I love you," he says to you.

As your foreheads separate, your lips connect in a kiss. A kiss out of love that you gladly share. His lips move slowly against yours, putting in all of the love the two of you had been missing out on for the past time.

Y’all were watching movie but you found it kinda boring. You sat between Donggeon and Chihoon on the couch. And you went on your phone. Then Chihoon snatched you phone away and you stared at him. “We are watching a movie so pay attention y/n” he says and you look back at the TV. Then you turn to look at him. “I’ve already seen this movie” “It’s almost done so don’t complain.” He says with a smirk then he puts his arm around you and pulls you to his side. You aren’t that shocked by his action since he does it more often. He is the one your closest with after Donggeon so you are really close. You actually wanna be more than friends but you don’t know how he feels about you so you won’t tell him.

After the movie is over you all play a game of truth or dare. It was fun, Chan was dared to act cute. Woonggi choose truth and needed to choose who his favourite member was. But after a while you got bored again. You went on your phone and laid down on the ground. Chihoon laid down next to you and together you looked at your phone. You scrolled through instagram and suddenly you saw an edited picture of you and Chihoon. “What is this? Chihoon look at this.”

He looked back at the screen and laughed. Then he reads out the caption underneath the picture. “I know they are only friends but they look soooo cute together.” You laugh about it. Then you see a hashtag attached so you click on it. “Wow Chihoon look at this so many people want us to date.”

“Even Chihoon wants it y/n.” Jerome says and then he runs away. You blush and try to ignore the warmth in your cheeks. Chihoon already stood up and ran after Jerome. “ya y/n why are your cheeks like that.” Donggeon asks you then he smirks “oh I know, its because you like Chihoon.” “Donggeon shut up” you said and threw a pillow at his face. “hey you didn’t deny it, when I asked about it.” He says. Then Chihoon and Jerome walk back in and you motion Donggeon to be quiet.

The evening continues and some of the members went to bed already. You still sat on the couch with Chihoon, Chan, Donggeon and Jaeyun. You were really tired and not really paying attention to their conversation. So halfway through you fell asleep on Chihoon’s shoulder. He didn’t really feel it at first but when Donggeon pointed it out, he became really nervous to move. The conversation continued and after some time the other members decide to go to bed too. Chihoon doesn’t really know what to do. He decides to lay you down on the couch and he puts a blanket on top of you. When he wants to walk away you grab his arm. “Will you cuddle me?” You ask him and he is shocked what you asked. “When did you wake up?” He asks you “I don’t know but will you cuddle with me?” He looks at you and nods “but let’s go to my room that way we will both be more comfortable.” You stand up and he grabs your hand and walk to his room.

Then he notices your still in your normal clothes so he throws a shirt and shorts at you. He laughs at you and you glare at him but then walk to the bathroom to change. When you enter back into his room, hes already in bed. He opens the blanket for you lay down next to him. “thanks for this btw.” You say and he smiles “It’s no problem.” Then he puts his hand around your waist and you lay your head on his chest. And the sound of his heartbeat puts you to sleep within minutes.

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*click* the sounds of a picture being taken wakes you up. Then you feel the arm around your waist and realize where you fell asleep. You see that Donggeon was the one who took the picture. “please Donggeon delete that picture now.” He walks away and you try to leave but Chihoon tightens his arm around you. “Don’t leave, your so comfortable to cuddle. And let him have the picture I want it too.” You smile and cuddle him back. After a while you both get out of bed. You walk to the kitchen and the members look at you. “Hey y/n nice shirt.” Chan says. You look down and before you can process it Donggeon says “Oh yeah she slept in Chihoon’s room last night.” They all looked shocked and you just shrugged it off. “hey donggeon y/n said you took a picture, can you send it to me?” Chihoon says when he walks into the kitchen. All the other members look so shocked at the two of you but you both laugh about it. You eat your breakfast and dress up in your daily clothes again.