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flirty friend!Chan - You’re insecure about your bold suit choice

Chan was really excited for the upcoming beach trip. Not only because he absolutely loved the ocean and swimming in the sea, but because he’d convinced you to join this time. All his favorite people would be there, all his closest friends spending a beautiful summer day by the water.

When the big group got to the beach, Chan had a difficult time keeping the guys wrangled long enough to unload the car. Hyunjin and Felix had practically sprinted straight for the water before the van was even in park, leaving their shirts and shoes in the car. After stripping himself, Jeongin wasn’t far behind.

Luckily you and the rest of the members were a little more patient, and soon the car was unloaded, the blankets laid down, and the chairs and umbrella set up with the help of you, Chan, Minho, Changbin, Han, and Seungmin.

Minho and Seungmin immediately settled into chairs with their long sleeves and bucket hats, while Changbin and Han dropped their shirts and went to go join the others in the water.

Chan turned to see you still in your cotton dress coverup, and he walked over after he pulled off his t-shirt. “You’re gonna come swim with me, right?”

You were standing a bit away from the two in the chairs, down wind and out of earshot. You looked over at Chan tentatively. “I don’t know…”

“Why not?” He pouted. He’d been looking forward to splashing around with you.

“I kinda…don’t wanna take my dress off?” You bit your lip, looking between him and the ocean, your cheeks flushing. “I made a bold decision in my swimsuit that I’m regretting now.”

Chan frowned, reaching over to place a hand on your shoulder. “What, is it like neon or something?”

“No…” You trailed off again, then let out in a huff, “I’m wearing a bikini and now that I’m seeing all of y’all shirtless I’m realizing how in shape you guys are…and how out of shape I am.”

“(Y/n).” Chan dropped his arm from your shoulder, but pulled you against his bare chest instead. “You know none of us care about that. We’re your friends and we like you just the way you are. If you’re not comfortable, then you can stayed covered up of course…” But then the thought of your body in a two piece clicked in this mind. “But personally…I’d like to see you in your bikini.”

You scoffed, thinking he was joking, but when you looked up at his face he was raising his brows in a completely serious way. “Chan…”

“Come on. Give us a little eye candy?” He winked at you and your blush depended. But you didn’t protest. Instead you stood back from him and reached for the bottom of your dress, pulling it up over your head.

Chan’s jaw practically dropped to the sand. You were wearing a two piece black bikini with high waisted bottoms and a spaghetti strapped top, your ample bosom and wide hips on beautiful display. Chan was immediately trying to keep himself from whistling at you. Holy shit, you looked incredible! Your large plus sized body was perfectly complimented by the cut and color of the bathing suit.

You did a little spin before biting your lip and asking, “…well?”

In answer, Chan took your dress from your hands and tossed it onto a chair. “Don’t you dare put that dress back on.”

You giggled, smiling like crazy. “I guess that means I look okay?”

“You’re gorgeous (Y/n). I’ve always thought that.” He flashed his dimples and took your hand. “Now let’s go enjoy the water, yeah?”

You nodded, letting Chan pull you towards the ocean. He spent the rest of the day enjoying the view and wondering what the hell was keeping him from taking your friendship to the next level.

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roommate!Lee Know - You wear a bikini to the pool (feat. Han)

Minho heaved a huge sigh as he sat on the couch, waiting for you to finish getting ready for the pool. Somehow you and Jisung had teamed up to convince him to go swimming at the apartment pool this afternoon.

He’d now been sitting here for twenty minutes while you got dressed. What the hell was taking so long? Jisung was already down at the pool claiming lounge chairs, waiting for you two to join him.

Minho lifted himself up with a grunt, then stomped over to your closed door, knocking twice. “(Y/n)? What’s taking you so long?”

“Uh…” You trailed off. “Just go down without me.”

“What? You’re the one who’s been nagging me to have a pool day with you, and now you don’t want to go?” He frowned, trying your door handle. Locked. “(Y/n), let me in.”

“No! I look…gross.” You sounded upset, and Minho instantly softened.

“Please open the door so we can talk?” He asked, this time gently.

There was no answer, but he heard your feet patter across the floor towards him. He stepped back as you unlocked the door and opened it a crack, sticking your head out. “Just go meet Ji, I’ve got to find something else to wear.”

Your eyes were shiny and you looked close to tears.

“What’s wrong with what you’ve got on?” He asked, gently pushing on the door, and you finally stepped back and let him in so he could see for himself.

“I can’t go out in public in this.” You sighed, gesturing down at your plus sized body.

Minho inhaled sharply at your swimsuit. You were in a lilac colored two piece bikini. The bottoms covered a fair amount of your stomach, but were much cheekier in the back. The top was a wrap around style with criss crossed straps that tied behind your neck. Your breasts looked full and plump and your ass was round and frankly asking to be smacked. Your thick and full body looked sultry and sensual in a way Minho had never seen it before.

“You’re right. You do need to change.” He finally said, seeing your eyes widen for a moment before he continued. “Jisung will cream his pants if he sees you like this.”

“What?” You scoffed completely taken by surprise. “What are you talking about?”

“(Y/n), you look hot as fuck right now.” Minho said honestly, arching one brow as he gestured to your body.

“You’re joking…” You didn’t believe him, but you were blushing anyway.

“I’m totally serious.” He said, leaning against the doorframe as he ogled you. “Do a little spin for me.”

“Oh my god, you’re being so…!” You crossed your arms, flushing deeper.

“Pretty please?” He asked with a smirk, barely controlling his growing lust.

Minho never asked this nicely, so you did as he bid, biting your lip as you turned for him.

“On second thought, you definitely need to wear this in public.” Minho pushed off the doorframe, coming over to brush some hair off your shoulder. “I want to see Ji’s reaction when he sees you.”

“Minho…” You trailed off, not used to him speaking this way. He could tell you liked it. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“No, I’m being honest.” He insisted, before turning and paddling back out of your room. “Now let’s go, beautiful.”

You quietly grabbed your things and followed Minho to the pool, clearly flustered. When he saw you, Jisung almost choked on his drink, sputtering liquid everywhere and making Minho laugh. You let out a breath after Jisung also complimented your bikini, finally relaxing and ready to enjoy your pool day with your friends.

It took everything in Minho’s power not to reach over and squeeze your ass every time you walked by him that afternoon.

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bf!Changbin - You wear the new bathing suit he bought you for the first time

Changbin had invited you to come to the waterpark with him and the members. They were filming for SKZ Code, but afterwards you all were going to play around at the park, the whole place reserved for the boys and staff.

Changbin had seen you before they started shooting, wearing normal clothes over your swimsuit. He didn’t know which one you’d picked out for today, hopefully one of the new ones he’d gifted you recently.

Changbin had found out that you’d always wanted to wear a bikini, but had never gotten one because you didn’t think your body was right for them. His reaction had been to immediately take you shopping to pick some out. No way he was going to let his beautiful gorgeous curvy lady think she couldn’t wear whatever she wanted.

But when trying them on, you hadn’t let Changbin see you. You were still rather shy around him, not liking to show off too much skin. You hadn’t reached that part of your relationship yet. So while you’d let him buy you the bikinis, he had no idea how they looked on you yet. He was excited to finally see one today.

He came over and kissed you on the cheek as soon as they were done filming, excited to start spending the day with you.

“Are you ready to go ride some rides?” Changbin asked, giving you a hopeful smile.

“Yep!” You chirped in a voice that seemed a little to high to Changbin. “Let’s go!”

You made to head off in the direction of the slides, still in your full normal clothes, and Changbin caught your wrist. “Baby, you have to change first. You can’t go in your clothes.”

“Oh…right.” You balked, looking between him and your feet, slightly trembling. “Um, Binnie? I don’t think I want to go anymore…”

He could tell you were close to a freak out, and he carefully led you over to a private area away from any listening ears. “(Y/n), tell me what’s wrong.”

“I don’t wanna…..take my clothes off.” Your lip trembled slightly. “I know you bought me these pretty bathing suits but…I don’t look right in them.”

Changbin reached for your shoulders, squeezing them lightly. “They don’t look right as in they don’t fit? Or…”

“No they’re the right size.” You gulped, not meeting his eyes. “I’m just fat and gross in them.”

“Baby, no!” Changbin’s voice rose slightly in frustration. Not at you, but in the way society had made you feel this way about yourself. “You’re gorgeous, and I’m sure you look amazing in the swimsuit. Which one did you wear today?”

“The pink one…” You told him, your eyes finally finding his face again. “With the frills.”

Changbin gulped. That was his favorite one. “Can you at least show me? If you really don’t want to be in your bikini in front of everyone else, I’ll understand. But can you at least let me see so I can tell you how you really look?”

“I don’t know.” You sighed, your bottom lip sticking out. “I don’t want you to think I’m not…sexy.”

“(Y/n), don’t be ridiculous. I think you’re incredibly sexy. You have no idea much I think about you…that way.” Changbin swallowed thickly. You were now blushing furiously, and Changbin tried his luck. “Show me your pretty pink bikini?”

You sighed as Changbin let a hand brush your cheek. “Alright…”

You let Changbin lead you over to a nearby changing room, and he waited patiently outside the door while you stripped down into your swimsuit. After a few minutes, the door was slowly opened.

“I’m coming out. Don’t laugh.”

Changbin was far from laughing.

He was too busy trying not to get bricked up in his swim trunks.

“Holy shit, (Y/n).” Changbin practically moaned before he could stop himself. It was a considerably modest two piece. The bottoms were high waisted shorts, and the top was a square neck tank style. But the whole set was baby pink and covered in frills. He could clearly see your thick thighs, wide hips, and ample chest even with the fabric. You looked so fucking cute. “You’re so fine, baby.”

“Changbin!” You gasped, giggling and covering your face. “Stop!”

“Hell no! I won’t stop until everyone sees how good you look.” Changbin reached for your hand and pulled you out of the changing room, twirling you around, watching the frills ripple. “Seriously (Y/n), you have nothing to be worried about.”

“Are you sure?” You asked him, biting your lip, but he could tell your anxieties were falling away.

“I’m sure.” And then Changbin pulled you flush to himself and kissed you, hard. He wanted you to know what you were doing to him. “Now should we go join the others?”

You nodded, looking flushed and breathless, and Changbin knew he was going to have a hell of a time waiting until he got you home to finally jump your bones for the first time.

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bsf!Hyunjin - You surprise him with a new string bikini

“Is this too revealing?”

Hyunjin came up out of the water with a splash, then almost started drowning again. You were standing on the steps of the private pool attached to his hotel suite in the skimpiest, sexiest, most revealing red bikini he’d ever seen.

Hyunjin knew he was your best friend, and should not be staring at your nipples through the thin fabric of red nylon, or ogling the crotch of your swimsuit that was currently perfectly eye level for him, but he was unable to look away. Your boobs were overflowing from the top and your tummy was plump and round over the edge of your bottoms, looking soft and inviting. He could just make out from the side that your ass was basically hanging out as well. Good god.

He’d never seen your plush, curvy body exposed like this, and it was making him gulp down expletives. When he’d invited you to come check out his special private pool attached the resort suite he’d rented, he didn’t realize you were going to show up in a mouthwatering bikini that made him want to slowly untie the bows at your hips and neck.

“Hello? Is there water in your ears?” You asked him, a hand on your hip as Hyunjin continued to gape at you.

“What?” He finally sputtered, water running down his face and chest as he stood there like the 🧍🏻emoji.

“Is my swimsuit too revealing?” You asked again, a slight smirk on your face. You must be laughing at Hyunjin’s pabo expression. “Like could I wear this to the public pool?”

He snapped back to himself finally, bringing his eyes back to your face. “Do you want every man who sees you to suddenly have a raging boner?”

“Um…no?” You trailed off, looking shocked by his answer. “I was more thinking along the lines of my fat like…grossing people out.”

Hyunjin frowned deeply. “What? No. There is absolutely nothing gross about how you look right now.”

“Really…?” You quirked an eyebrow, your expression growing more confident. “So I shouldn’t go change into a one piece?”

“Please don’t.” He blurted before he could help himself. Shit. His ears were probably on fire. What was happening to him? “I mean, you look f-fine, no need to change.”

“Okay then. I’m coming in.” You said, starting to navigate down the steps of the pool, wobbling slightly.

Hyunjin’s hands shot out immediately to catch your waist, steadying you and helping you down into the waist deep water. Your skin felt even better under his fingers than he’d imagined. And suddenly he realized he was the one having the problem in his trunks.

“Thanks Hyune.” You gave him a soft smile at his assistance.

He cleared his throat. “Don’t mention it.”

Once you were in the water he let go and immediately submerged himself up to his neck. You began paddling around in the water, your boobs jiggling as you did so, a big smile on your face. You somehow looked adorable and sexy as hell simultaneously.

Hyunjin wondered how the fuck he was going to be normal around you for the rest of the trip.

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bf!Han - You ask for his advice on your suit choice

Jisung was sitting on your shared couch, watching anime with his hand in the popcorn bowl when you casually walked out of your bedroom in the most tantalizing piece of clothing known to man: a green polka dot bikini.

“Hey, do you think this will be okay for our beach trip?” You asked him, pausing next to the couch for his assessment. “I know it’s a public beach and there will be plenty of women in bikini’s but this one seems…I don’t know.” Jisung continued to stare, hand halfway to his mouth with the next bite of popcorn. You did a small turn before facing him again, realizing he had frozen face. “Ji?” You waved a hand in front of his face a few times, and he finally came to.

“Holy shit.” He dropped the popcorn back into the bowl and set it aside.

You looked scrumptious. Jisung had never seen you in a bathing suit like this before. The cut of it was really, really revealing. There were string ties at both hips and behind your neck, and your voluptuous curves were on display almost obscenely. His eyes trailed from your crotch to your tummy, up your sides and to your tits, spilling out of the top. He finally met your eyes and saw your expectant expression.

Jisung refocused. “Have you been saying something? Because I gotta admit I didn’t hear anything in the last…thirty seconds.”

“I said,” You giggled, gesturing down at your body, “is this appropriate for the beach next week? Or can you see too much of me.”

He swallowed thickly, picturing you on top of him with his face in your boobs. “Personally, I could do with seeing more of you…but as for the rest of our friends, this is about all I would allow.”

“You’re ridiculous.” You huffed, feeling slightly frustrated. “I’m being serious. Can you focus for 2 minutes?”

“Yes. Sorry. I’m listening.” Jisung sat up straight, pulling a pillow into his lap to cover his rager.

“I’m worried going out in this suit will turn heads in the wrong way. Cause you can see all my cellulite and stretch marks…and it’s not usually okay for fat people to walk around like this.” Your shoulders slumped at the end of your sentence.

Now he frowned. “Baby I love your body. You’re sexy as hell.”

“I know you think that, but what if I get dirty looks from other people?” You asked anxiously, hugging your elbows.

“(Y/n)…” Jisung reached for your hands, pulling you over to the couch. “First of all, fuck what other people think. And second of all, there is absolutely nothing ‘wrong’ or ‘gross’ about your body. You have the same right to wear a sexy little bikini as any other woman on the beach.”

Your forehead relaxed at his words, and you smiled softly, squeezing his hands. “Thanks for saying that Ji.”

“Well it’s the truth, baby.” He surprised you then by pulling you into his lap with a sudden burst of strength. “Now, wanna help me out with this problem you created?”

He raised an eyebrow as he moved the pillow off his crotch, showing you his ‘problem.’ You blushed furiously, but leaned down to kiss him without hesitation.

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bsf!Felix - You’re out shopping for swimsuits together

“(Y/n), come out! You’ve been in there forever. I wanna see how you look.” Felix tapped lightly on your changing room door.

“I don’t know Lix…none of these fit right.” You huffed through the door.

“Do you need me to get a different size?” He asked, taking a step back from the door as he heard you approach.

“I’ll let you decide.” You mumbled, opening the door enough so he could see inside.

“Wah~” Felix exclaimed when he saw the one you were wearing. It was the suit he’d picked out specifically for you when you’d been browsing. It was a daisy duke style two piece in baby blue with white daisies dotted across the fabric. The bottoms covered most of your tummy and butt, but your beautifully thick thighs and curvy legs were on full display. The top was strapless and synched in the center and at the sides with little bows, accentuating your full breasts perfectly. Felix was in heaven. “You look incredible!”

“Wait, what?” You asked him, shocked at his reaction. “You don’t think it’s…too tight?”

“Does it feel too tight?” Felix asked, barely containing his excitement at how cute and sexy you looked.

“No, but…” You trailed off, turning from him in the doorway to face the mirror behind you. “You can see all my rolls…and my stretch marks on my thighs—“

“Believe me, no one is looking at that, love.” Felix came up behind you and wrapped you up in a tight hug, like he often did when you were feeling less then cheerful. Only now he was thinking about the way your body fit back against him in a whole new way. “You’re gorgeous in this, we’re getting it.”

“Oh, come on Felix.” You tried to unwrap his arms from your waist, but he held tight and leaned forward to kiss your cheek, making you start to giggle.

“I’m serious. You can wear it the next time we go out on the company yacht.” He reassured you, finally stepping back when he felt his blood start to pump a little more southerly. He didn’t want you to feel that, anyway. You were strictly best friends, after all…

“No one wants to see this on the yacht.” You shook your head as you gestured down your body, but Felix turned you and caught your chin, stopping you short.

“Hey, none of that, love. You’re always a treat to look at. Even more so in this bikini.” Then he kissed your forehead, making your blush. “Now get changed, I’m treating you to ice cream next.”

Felix left you in the changing room, going to the front to pay for all of your items as a surprise. It was the only way he could be sure you’d walk out of there with that bikini.

Now he just had to figure out how to spend the rest of the afternoon with you without letting his mind wander to inappropriate places, picturing his best friend in a whole new way…

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roommate!Seungmin - He sees you trying on your new bikini

Seungmin was bumming around your shared apartment, bored out of his mind. He ate a snack. Tried to watch some TV, waiting for you to come out of your room so he could annoy you for entertainment.

Eventually he got tired of waiting, and marched over to your room, opening the door without even knocking.

“Bro, what the fuck?” You scoffed at him, turning around from your full length mirror where you’d been looking at yourself. “You’re supposed to fucking knock? I could’ve been naked!”

“New suit?” He asked, casually leaning against the doorway and using all of his strength to keep his expression neutral.

You huffed but dropped your anger, knowing you’d get nowhere with Seungmin that way. You turned back to the mirror examining yourself with a frown. “Yeah. But I think I have to return it.”

“Why?” He asked, talking a few steps into your room to get a closer look.

You were in a high waisted bikini set. The bottoms started in a lovely yellow and faded up in a gradient to a sunset orange top, with spaghetti straps and clasps in the back. Your wide hips filled the suit so nicely, your butt peaking out the bottoms just a little, teasingly. The bikini top was padded like a wire bra, and your cleavage was slightly spilling out of the cup.

It was the most of your skin Seungmin had ever seen, and he was trying to be normal about it.

“Well, look at me…” You gestured to your curvy, full body.

“I am.” Seungmin wasn’t computing. “What’s wrong? It looks cute.”

“Cute? Come on…I look completely unappealing. And jiggly.” Your lip trembled a little at the end and Seungmin frowned.

“Well I don’t agree.” He folded his arms over his chest. “I think you should keep it. And wear it to the pool next time we go.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, surprised by his forwardness. You’d been expecting him to make fun of you. Your shoulders relaxed back down. “You really think it looks okay?”

“More than okay.” He felt his composure starting to slip, and before he could do something stupid like reach out and slip a strap off your shoulder, he turned to leave. “It looks great (Y/n).”

He left your room without looking back, but if he had he would’ve seen your cheeks blushing profusely as you smiled.

Seungmin’s own thoughts were preoccupied with the shape of your body, and how soon he could arrange a pool date for the two of you.

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best friends brother!I.N - He joins the beach trip not realizing you’d be there in that outfit

When Jeongin had agreed to come to the beach with his older sister and her group of friends, she’d neglected to mention you would be there. His long time crush and big sister’s best friend.

Everyone was standing on the beach under the canopy they’d just set up, putting on sunblock. His sister and her boyfriend were helping each other apply it while the other friends all paired off to help each other.

Somehow you and Jeongin were the only ones left without assistance.

“Will you get my back?” You asked Jeongin as he stood there staring around him like a lost puppy. He immediately started sweating at the thought, not answering as you started to take off your clothes. When you straighted back up and were just in your white bikini, you poked him on his bare shoulder. “Iyen-ah?”

“What?” He blurted, trying desperately not to stare at your boobs.

You were wearing a white two piece bikini that hugged your plump body in a mouthwatering way. The bottoms were a skirt that fell only to the tops of your thighs, your grippable butt still peaking out of the back. The top was a wrap around style that tied behind your neck, pushing your breasts up and creating a valley of cleavage that Jeongin wanted to dive into. Suddenly he realized he was staring very inappropriately and snapped his mouth closed.

“You good, Innie?” You chuckled at him, pulling your hair up into a hun before grabbing the sunblock spray.

“Sorry, I was um, distracted. What did you need?” He tripped over his words, suddenly very glad he had tight underwear on under his trunks to keep his growing boner tucked away.

“Can you spray my back for me?” You asked Jeongin again, offering the sunblock.

“Oh yeah, sure.” He took the bottle and let out a breath when you turned around, offering your back to him. This view was almost as good as the front, your hips curving in a beautiful s line and your plump butt sticking out slightly as you waited for him to spray you.

He finally did so, uncapping the bottle and spraying your back, shoulders, and the space between your butt and the bottom of your top. When he was done you turned around and held out your arms. “Get the front for me?”

You were smirking mischievously.

Jeongin swallowed and did as you asked, letting his eyes travel over your exposed skin unhindered while he made sure to cover you in the protective spray. “O-okay, I think I got everywhere.”

“Thanks sweetheart.” You winked at him, taking the bottle back and blinking up at him suggestively. “Want me to do you?”

Jeongin almost choked before he could control himself, managing just to nod and keep his mouth clamped shut. You smirked as you went about spraying him down, making sure to get every inch of his chest and back before recapping the sunblock. “Th-thanks (Y/n).”

“Anytime.” You winked at him again as you undid your hair, letting it billow around you in the wind. “Can I find you later when i’m ready to get sprayed down again?”

“Yeah, uh, sure.” He nodded, trying not to move his hands down to palm himself over his shorts. Holy fuck you were doing this to him on purpose.

“Time to go get wet.” You wiggled your brows at him before turning and heading off towards the water, leaving Jeongin standing there speechless and neck flaming.

He was either about to have the best, or worst day of his life watching you in this bikini, depending on how you looked at it.

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bsf!Han - bursts into your bathroom and finds you injecting your insulin

Jisung was over at your apartment for a sleepover, like you’d had many times before. You’d already had dinner and finished the movie you’d downloaded for the evening, and now you were both getting ready for bed.

Jisung was changing in your bedroom while you were in the bathroom, getting ready to do your nighttime insulin injection. He didn’t know you were a diabetic, as you kept this one thing about you private from almost everyone. It was a lot to deal with sometimes, but you didn’t like to burden others with your problems, especially Jisung who was so sensitive. He had enough to deal with without worrying about your chronic illness.

You had just cleaned your stomach with an alcohol wipe and were gently inserting the needle into your skin when your bathroom door suddenly burst open.

“Hey, do you have an extra toothbr— OH MY GOD ARE YOU DOING DRUGS?!” Jisung yelled, frozen in the doorway of your bathroom, eyes wide as saucers as he saw you injecting yourself with insulin.

“Goddammit Ji, could you fucking knock?” You huffed, hitting the button on the end of the pen and injecting the medicine, mentally counting to ten.

“SO I WONT CATCH YOU SHOOTING UP AGAIN?! What the fuck Noona?” His mouth was hanging open as he stared at your stomach.

“I’m not doing drugs you idiot.” You sighed, removing the needle and letting your pajama shirt drop back down. “This is fucking insulin.”

“Wh—“ He stopped as he processed this, watching you remove the needle from the pen and recap it, cleaning up your supplies. “Oh.”

“Here’s your toothbrush.” You tugged a drawer open by the sink and pulled out a fresh toothbrush, handing it to him before brushing past him and shutting him in the bathroom.

You trudged over to your bed, pulling back the covers and flopping down into the sheets with a sigh. Fuck. Damn Jisung and his comfortability with you. Of course he’d burst into the bathroom for the 30 seconds you’d had your needles out. Now you were gonna have to tell him about your diabetes.

You heard the sink shut off in the bathroom and then the door quietly opened, but you didn’t turn to look at him. He padded across the floor to the other side of your bed, slipping in like he normally would for your sleepovers. But instead of attaching himself to you like a koala, he stayed on his side, giving you space.

“Noona?” He called for you tentatively.

“What.” You grumbled, still upset at the situation.

“I’m sorry.” He sounded so tiny and fragile that you were worried he was gonna start crying. When you finally turned over he was watching you with a trembling lip and glassy eyes.

“Oh Ji…”

“Are you sick?” He asked, voice cracking at the end. He was about to burst into tears, you could tell. This was exactly why you’d never wanted to tell him.

“Honey, no, not like that.” You opened your arms to him and he immediately burrowed into you, tucking his head into your neck and wrapping his limbs around your body in a tight squeeze. “I have diabetes.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” He asked, voice a little calmer but still upset. You stroked his back to calm him.

“Because I didn’t want you to freak out or get upset.” You explained softly. You knew if you kept your voice calm it would smooth him. “I’m not sick or dying. I just have a disease that I need to manage.”

“But it must be so hard.” He ran a hand soothingly up your side. “I’ve heard it can be a difficult condition to manage, especially if you never talk to anyone about it.”

“Well…” You trailed off. You didn’t want to lie to him anymore, but you weren’t sure if telling the truth would upset him more. Only one way to find out. “It is really hard sometimes. I’m often worried about my diet and keeping up with my medications. It can be overwhelming.”

“I wish you would’ve told me Noona.” He mumbled into your neck. “I’m your best friend. I’m supposed to be someone you rely on when you’re stressed out.”

“I do rely on you Ji.” You reassured him. “Just spending time with you helps me.”

“I mean, more than that.”His voice softened. “I’m always coming to you with my problems, and I want you to be able to do the same.”

You sighed, taking a moment to bask in the warmth and comfort of him hugging you tightly. He was right of course. You shouldn’t hide such a big part of your life from him anymore. He may be sensitive, but he was also mature enough to handle adult problems. And that included your condition.

“Are you sure you want to hear about it?” You asked him.

He lifted his head finally, hope in his eyes as he nodded. “Yes, if you’d like to tell me.”

“Okay.” You smiled softly, and when he leaned down and kissed your cheek, you flushed.

“Hold on, let me get settled.” Jisung made you giggle as he adjusted his position a bit, fixing his legs and getting his head just right before squeezing you even tighter. “Mmkay, vent away Noona.”

You spent the rest of the night sharing your health journey with him as he listened intently and asked questions, making sure to comfort you and reassure you whenever you spoke about anything particularly difficult or stressful. It was one of your favorite moments you’d shared with him, and afterwards your bond was stronger then ever. You never regretted confiding in him about your condition.

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bf!Felix - bakes you a whole tray of brownies

You and Felix had been seeing each other for a little while now, hanging out and going on dates, but you’d yet to put a label on things.

He was coming over today to hang out, and he’d told you he had a surprise. You were a bit nervous about what this meant, but you were excited to see him nonetheless.

You’d just come out of your room when you heard a knock on your apartment door. You bounced over to it, checking the peep hole and seeing a beaming blonde Lix on the other side. You threw the door open.

“Surprise!” He yelled, holding out a bouquet of roses and a plain dessert box. Taped on the lid there was a note. “Read the card!”

“Don’t you wanna come inside first?” You chuckled as you took the box and bouquet from him, stepping back so he could enter the apartment.

Felix was practically vibrating as he shut the door behind himself and followed you to the kitchen where you set down the box and flowers.

“Open the carrrrrrrd~” Felix whined when you started opening the cabinets, looking for a vase.

You raised an eyebrow at him but stopped what you were doing and came back to the box. “So needy today…” You teased.

“Noonaaaaaaaa.” He batted his eyes at you and you giggled reaching for the card on the box. You pulled it off as Felix inched closer to you, biting his lip.

You opened the card and saw the single question written in his messy script. ‘Will you be my girlfriend?’ You broke out into a wide smile. “Felix….”

“So?” He asked coming up behind you and pulling you into a back hug. “What do you say?”

“Hmm…” You pretended to think about it, but turned in his arms to wrap your yourself around him. “I say yes.”

“Yay!” Felix’s face lit up so bright you thought you needed sunglasses. Then he kissed you, knocking you away with his enthusiasm. When he pulled away you were both a little breathless. “Now open the box.”

You pulled out of his embrace to open the dessert box on the counter. But once the lid was open and you saw what he’d brought, your smile faltered. “Oh! Brownies…”

“Yeah, I made them myself.” He was still excited, not noticing your demeanor change. “And we’re gonna eat the whole box to celebrate!”

Felix grabbed the box and skipped out of the kitchen to the living room to pick out a movie, but you didn’t follow. You stared at the bouquet on the counter for a moment, trying to figure out what you were going to do.

You were a diabetic. You couldn’t eat half a box of brownies and be okay. You could have maybe one, if they weren’t too big. But Felix didn’t know this. Your relationship was brand new, and you hadn’t brought it up before now. You were hoping to keep this particular thing about yourself private for a while longer. Maybe you could just eat one brownie and he wouldn’t notice anything was wrong.

You put the roses in a vase and poured two glasses of milk before going to join Felix in the living room. He’d put on Beauty and the Beast. “I brought you some milk.”

“Thanks babe.” Felix smiled up at you as you handed him his glass, sitting down next to him on the couch. He sipped his milk while you pulled the box of brownies towards you. Damn. They were big. You could probably get away with eating half of one…

Felix ate two brownies and drank all his milk while you took your time eating half of one. They tasted fantastic, especially since you weren’t used to eating desserts like this. But you made yourself stop after half of one, pushing it aside and leaning back into the couch next to Felix.

He continued to watch the movie, not noticing you’d only eaten a little, until he reached for a third and saw your half eaten piece. “Noona, you didn’t finish your brownie.”

“Yeah, uh, I’m just gonna eat half I think.” You said it casually, not looking away from the movie.

“What’s wrong? Did you not like them?” His eyes widened slightly, looking a little upset.

“No no, it was great!” You reassured him, but you could tell he needed more of an explanation. “It’s just…I’m trying to diet.”

Now he really frowned. “(Y/n), who told you that you needed to diet? That’s ridiculous. You’re gorgeous, you don’t need to change anything about yourself. I like you just the way you are.”

Goddamn him, he was perfect. Of course his response would be that you didn’t need to go on a diet. Now what? Felix reached for your hands and squeezed them, giving you an encouraging smile.

You sighed. “Well, I actually do have to diet. I can’t eat a lot of sugar because…um, I’m a diabetic.”

“What?” Felix’s face changed to surprise. “Really? Why didn’t you say anything before…?”

“I was going to tell you eventually, but…” You shrugged. “I don’t really advertise the fact that I have a health condition and a restrictive diet. It’s not a ‘sexy’ thing to talk about with someone you like.”

“(Y/n)…I’m sorry if I made you feel like you couldn’t share that part of yourself with me.” He squeezed your hands as he apologized. “And I’m sorry about the brownies, I wouldn’t have brought them if I’d known.”

“Lixie, don’t apologize. It’s not your fault at all. I should’ve just told you.” You squeezed his hands back. “And while I try to avoid sweets, I can still have things in moderation.”

“Okay.” He nodded, pulling you into his arms then and leaning you both back into the couch. “Well I’ll keep that in mind for the future.”

“Thank you for baking for me.” You nuzzled into his side as he held you. “It was really sweet.”

“Well I had to have something to give to my sweet and sexy girlfriend.” He emphasize the ‘sexy’, picking up on your earlier comment, and obviously trying to reassure you. Between that and his strong arms, it was working.

“Mmmm, I could get used to this.” You tilted your head up and puckered your lips and Felix leaned down to kiss you softly.

“Hey, I bet I can look up some sugar free recipes to try for you, hmm?”

“That would be great, Lixie. Thank you for understanding.”

“Of course babe. That’s what boyfriends are for.”

You both settled into the couch as your attention went back to the movie, content in each others embrace.

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sub!Seungmin - you get the wrong drink and can’t have it

You were seated across from Seungmin at a very busy restaurant and the waitress had just taken your order after waiting for twenty minutes.

“My god, I’m starving.” Seungmin sighed, leaning back in his chair and shutting his eyes.

“I know,” You agreed, just as hungry as him. “We really worked up our appetites earlier.”

Seungmin cracked an eye open at you, one eyebrow raised. “Yeah, were you trying to commit homicide by orgasm denial? What the fuck, Noona.”

“But you took it so well.” You chuckled, taking in his flushed neck and red ears. Seungmin’s reward for being so good during your earlier session was that you were treating him to his favorite restaurant.

Your relationship with Seungmin was a bit complicated to outsiders, but the two of you worked perfectly. ‘Dating’ wasn’t really the right term for what you were doing. You were his dominant and he your submissive, but only in the privacy of his apartment. You met up for sessions when it fit your schedules, and sometimes you hung out like this afterwards, but just as normal people. You never treated him like a Sub in public. In fact Seungmin was much more teasing than you in his everyday normal life.

You both chatted casually as you waited for your food and drinks for almost half an hour. When the food finally arrived, Seungmin dug in immediately, shoveling it in. “Finally.”

You took your first bite then reached for your soda, thirsty, and took a long swig. You frowned. This wasn’t a diet soda…it couldn’t be. It tasted way too good. You looked over at Seungmin. “Hey, can you taste this? I don’t think it’s diet.”

You passed Seungmin your glass and he took a swing, shaking his head. “No yeah, that’s definitely regular soda.”

“Damn.” You sighed. You couldn’t drink this. You were a diabetic and had to be really careful with sugar, so you never drank regular sodas. But Seungmin didn’t know this. You two didn’t talk about deep life things very often, and you never thought to bring it up before. It seemed irrelevant to your ‘relationship’.

“Just drink the regular one Noona. She’s never coming back to the table, this place is packed and she’s working our whole section.” Seungmin shrugged it off, his statement probably right. But you couldn’t drink it.

“What did you get?” You asked him, eyeing his cup.

“Regular soda.” He said around a mouthful of food. You sighed.

“I’ll wait for her.” You insisted, looking around the room. You watched for your waitress while Seungmin ate, more slowly now, keeping an eye on you.But your server was flitting around so fast you couldn’t get her attention. After ten minutes of waiting you still had no luck.

Seungmin sighed in frustration. “Noona you’re being ridiculous. Why can’t you just drink the regular soda?”

You sighed, finally looking at him. “Because I can’t. Like, uh, medically.”

“What do you mean?” Now he looked confused.

“I can’t drink sugary drinks Min. I’m a diabetic.” You explained, waiting for him to react.

“Oh. Why didn’t you just say that?” He got up from his seat, grabbed your cup, and then walked across the room towards the kitchen where the waitress had disappeared.

You watched in shock as he walked straight into the kitchen without hesitation. You stared after him with an open mouth. Had he really just walked into the restaurant kitchen with your drink? You sat there frozen until he reappeared a few minutes later with a new cup.

Seungmin walked back over to your table, set the drink down, and then took his seat like nothing had happened. “Here you go. Diet soda.”

“Did you just—” You broke off, blinking at him. “You walked right into the kitchen?”

“Yeah, they were taking too long to come over to us. I went and got your drink.”

“What did you say to get them to get you anew drink?!”

“I dunno, I showed them the cup, told them my girlfriend was a diabetic and they’d given you a regular coke, and I needed a diet drink instead. The guy by the machine handed me a new glas.”

You stared at him as he took another bite, unbothered. That was…really sweet of him? Seungmin had never showed you this kind of affection before, not to mention gone out of his way to take care of you in public. He usually treated you like you were mildly annoying him. And what had he called you just now?

“Girlfriend huh?”

He didn’t look up at you, but you saw his neck and ears start to flush again. He tried to play it off. “Yeah? What, was that wrong?”

“I mean honestly…” You bit your lip before taking a sip of your new drink.Ah yes, diet soda. “I didn’t think you really liked me that much.”

Seungmin finally looked at you, dropping his ‘cool’ facade. “…Is that why you never told me you were diabetic?”

You swallowed. He seemed actually…upset. “I mean, I wasn’t purposefully keeping it from you. But we don’t really talk about things…like that. I’m honestly shocked to hear you refer to me as your girlfriend.”

Seungmin sat up, shocking you when he reached across the table and took your hand. “I’m sorry Noona. I’m not so good at expressing myself when it really matters. But…I really do like you. A lot. And not just when you’re, um, in my bedroom.”

“Well, I like you too.”You smiled as he squeezed your hand. This was obviously hard for him to say, but you could tell he was being sincere. “And I’ll be your girlfriend, if you want.”

“Yes please.” Seungmin finally lit up, nodding enthusiastically. “And we can talk about serious stuff too. I mean, I want to know about your life outside of our, um, relationship.”

“You want to know about my condition?” You asked him, surprised, but he nodded. “Okay. As long as you promise to be nice about it.”

“Of course Noona, I would never tease you about that.” He promised, serious. You nodded, believing him.

The rest of the meal was spent with you both in deep conversation about your health, and Seungmin made sure to hold your hand across the table the whole time.

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bf!I.N - Your blood sugar drops on a shopping trip

Jeongin surprised you this afternoon for your one month anniversary by picking you up and declaring he was taking you on a shopping spree. The trip was so spontaneous in fact, that you hadn’t had lunch before he’d showed up at your door with his credit card burning a hole in his wallet.

The mall was crowded, but that didn’t stop Jeongin from taking you everywhere you wanted to go. The afternoon flew by as you both had fun together, going from shop to shop, you browsing more than anything. Jeongin ended up finding way more things than you that he liked, and had twice as many bags. You knew when you met him that he liked fashion, but this was the first time you’d sen him in action. He was so locked in, he hadn’t even realized it was getting close to dinner time. And you were already way past needing to eat something.

“Baby, I’m getting pretty hungry.” You mentioned to him as he stopped outside of the next store, a luxury jewelry brand. “Let’s go eat.”

“Aw, but Noona, I wanted to get you something!” He pouted, tugging on your sleeve as you paused in the storefront. “Don’t you want to pick out some jewelry for our anniversary?”

He batted his bright eyes at you, bottom lip sticking out a bit. Jeongin may have been taller than you, but you were still older, and he always whipped out his boba eyes when he wanted something. You caved immediately. “Okay…but dinner after this store, alright?”

“Okay!” His face lit up as he grabbed your hand and scurried into the store, his soft hair bouncing as he went. God he was so fucking cute. He pulled you up to a display case filled with all kinds of extremely fancy and expensive luxury jewelry. “What do you want? A necklace? Or they have really pretty bracelets too. Maybe some earrings…?”

Jeongin quickly got lost in his search for the perfect item for you, but you were distracted. You could feel your blood sugar dropping, and you were worried it was going to crash before you could get to the food court for dinner.

Jeongin didn’t know you were a diabetic. You’d officially been together for a month, but so far your time together had been kept light and playful, both of you simply happy and basking in the love of a new relationship. You hadn’t wanted to bring down the mood by telling him about your chronic illness. While it was a manageable disease, it was also serious and you had to maintain your lifestyle pretty rigorously, with medications and diet. It wasn’t a casual subject, nor one that you liked to bring up if you could help it. And you really didn’t want to bring down the mood of your new relationship with your precious and adorable boyfriend.

Jeongin was perfect, he didn’t have any serious health issues, and you didn’t know if he would understand your issues or think of you differently after knowing. You were older then him, you had more life experiences that he might not understand, and you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable in any way about your age gap or overwhelm him by dumping your issues on him so soon into the relationship.

“Noona? Which one do you like?” Jeongin’s voice brought you back to reality. He’d had the store employee pull out some options for you to try on, but you weren’t listening, distracted by your thoughts and the growing feeling of dizziness you were experiencing. “Or, if you don’t like any of these…we could look at some couple rings?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do this right now.” You weren’t registering his words, only hearing a low ringing in your ears as you turned to stumble towards the store entrance.

“Wh—(Y/n)?” Jeongin called after you, but you kept going until you were out of the store.

You looked around quickly, trying to find a place you could sit down. Your shopping bags were getting heavier by the minute and you needed to relax and focus. You spotted a low bench close by, and as you trudged over to it, you felt your feet and hands start to tingle, signaling you were about to crash.

You were laser focused, dropping your shopping bags and plopping onto the bench. You needed to open your purse, you had some emergency juice in there. As you were trying to pull if off of your shoulder, an upset Jeongin approached you, already rambling.

“…don’t have to get couple rings if you don’t want, I should’t have suggested that, I know our relationship is still very new—” He broke off as soon as he saw how pale you looked, and your hands shaking as you tried to grip the zipper of your purse. “Woah, (Y/n), what’s going on?”

“Help,” You breathe out, looking up at him with glazed eyes, unable to open your bag.

“Okay.” He quickly sat next to you, reaching for your purse and opening it in one fluid motion. “What do you need?”

His face was pinched with worry as your hands continued to shake, but you didn’t have the mental awareness to comfort him right now.

“S-should be a juice b-box in there.” You mumbled, and he immediately started to rummage around. “In the pocket.”

“Uhhh…” He sounded stressed but found it quickly, pulling it out and pushing your purse aside. “Okay hold on.” He pulled the straw off the side, pushing it into the top of the box before handing it to you. “Here you go.” But your hands were shaking too much to grip the juice box and you started to panic, so Jeongin held it up for you instead. “It’s alright, I got it.”

Then it was quiet, you swallowing down the juice and him watching with concern and worry. You held his hands and wrist over the juice box, finding comfort in his touch as you felt the sugar hitting your veins and starting to take affect. After a few moments you sucked the last of the liquid out and finally dropped your hands, taking a deep breath.

Jeongin sat there quietly as you breathed, setting the empty juice box aside and reaching for your hands, holding them in his own. You stared at his hands, so delicate and pretty, yet strong. He made you feel so safe, cared for.

You let out a deep sigh, leaning your head on his shoulder as you started to feel better. “Wooo, okay. I feel better now.”

But Jeongin was the opposite of relieved. “(Y/n), what just happened? Why did you almost collapse like that? Your face was…and your hands…?”

You lifted your head slowly and he turned to look at you, his eyes wet. You felt awful. “Jeongin, I never meant for you to find out this way but…I have diabetes. And my blood sugar dropped because I hadn’t eaten anything in a while.”

“Noona…why didn’t you tell me? I never would have pushed you to keep shopping if I’d known! I’m so sorry—”

“Hey, no, this isn’t your fault. I should have told you sooner, I just…” You trailed off, looking into his wide eyes, full of worry and regret. This was your fault, you’d made him feel this way by keeping this to yourself. You dropped your head. “I’m so sorry you had to see that. I never wanted to burden you with my illness like this…”

“(Y/n)…” He reached for your chin, lifting your head so your eyes met. “Your health condition is not a burden. You’re my girlfriend, you can share anything with me, not just the good things. I want to know about the hard things too.”

“I didn’t want to burst our happy bubble by bringing up my hardships…but I guess I have now. You’re so young and bright and perfect. I don’t want to weigh you down with my ‘adult’ problems.”

“Noona, you might be older than me, but don’t forget I’m an adult too. I may not have experienced the same problems as you, but I’m nowhere near perfect. I have things that I struggle with too.” He squeezed your chin gently, his thumb tracing over your cheek before dropping his hand again. “Promise me you won’t keep things to yourself to try and ‘spare me’?”

“But—” Jeongin put a finger to your lips before you could protest.

“I mean it, I want to know everything about you. Promise?”

You nodded and he dropped his hand again so you could answer. “I promise.”

His dimples appeared then as he smiled, leaning forward to kiss you softly, love radiating from him in waves. When he pulled away you were blushing. “Now how about we go get some food? And you can tell me all about your diabetes.”

“But what about our couple rings?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“You really want to get some?” His expression turned hopeful as you nodded, reaching for your hand again. “Okay. But we can come back after we eat.”

“Deal.” You agreed, letting Jeongin pull you to your feet and wrap you up in a tight squeeze. “And the rings can be a promise for us to share our all our experiences with each other, good and bad.”

Jeongin pulled back from the hug to cup your face in his soft hands, his smile full of adoration. “I couldn’t think of a better promise to make you.”

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A/N: Here is the maknae line!!!!!

Wooooo this one was so emotional for me???? Like wow. Jeongin’s had me tearing up. I love these boys so much.

If you liked these headcannons, please feel free to send me suggestions and requests for different scenarios! I really enjoyed writing these little blurbs.

Thank you for reading! Pls like, reblog, or share to show some love 🫶🏻

~Noona

bf!Chan - He waits too long to feed you :/

“Hey, not to be that kinda person, but are we gonna leave to eat anytime soon?” You asked, looking over at Chan from your spot on the studio couch.

He turned in his chair slightly to look at you guiltily over his shoulder. “Yeah, my bad, give me like fifteen more minutes?”

You nodded reluctantly, trying not to show your worry. “Okay.”

He flashed his dimples before turning back to the screen, immersing again.

You’d recently started going out with Chan. You’d been casual friends for a while, but last week Chan had gotten up the courage to asking you out. You were thrilled. You’d been spending way more time with him since then, and this was your first day just hanging out in the studio while he worked. He’d promised to take you out to dinner after he finished, so you’d purposely not eaten before coming to meet him, wanting to have an appetite for your date night. But what you’d thought was a good plan was quickly backfiring.

While you two had been friends, you’d never mentioned to him you were a diabetic. It wasn’t something you liked to talk about, and you’d had people either make fun of you before or treat you really differently after finding out. So you’d kept it to yourself. And while you never thought Chan would make you feel bad for your condition, your relationship was totally new and you didn’t want to drop all of that lore just yet. You wanted to keep things light and cute.

But as fifteen more minutes turned to twenty, then twenty five, you started to notice the signs. Tingly fingers. Blurry vision. Shakiness. Your stomach ached for nutrients. Your blood sugar was dropping, and you needed to eat soon or the consequences could be really bad.

“Channie?” You asked again, getting up and coming to put a hand on his shoulder so he would remove his headphones. “It’s been almost half an hour…”

“I know, I know.” He glanced up guiltily, in his ‘caught up’ mode where he lost track of time. “I’m almost done, I swear. Five more minutes. Ten minutes max.”

“Um…” You bit your lip as you looked down at him, already re-immersed. Normally you’d find his demeanor endearing, but not right now. You wouldn’t last that long. “Do you have any snacks?”

“Nah, I only keep water in here.” He shook his head. “But seriously Noona, I can wrap up in five minutes tops.”

You felt panic start to take over as you felt the shakes intensify. You needed some kind of sugar now.

“I , uh, think I n-need to go then.” You turned, reaching for your small purse. You didn’t even have your emergency snacks or juice on you. You’d have to run to the nearest convenience store…

“What?” Chan finally took his headphones off and turned to you fully. “You’re gonna go? But—” He cut off when he saw your face drained of blood and slightly sweaty. “Woah, (Y/n) are you okay?”

He immediately got up from the desk, current project forgotten.

You shook your head, stumbling back onto the couch for a seat, feeling lightheaded. “L-low blood s-sugar.” You managed to get out through the fog taking over your brain.

“Uhhhh, fuck, hey look at me.” He got down on his knees beside you, reaching for your face and making you look at him. “Focus. What do you need?”

“J-juice.” You wheezed out, breath coming quicker then normal.

“Okay. Stay right here, I’ll be right back, two minutes.” He quickly got up and shot out of the room, moving at full emergency speed.

You hadn’t even counted to sixty before he was bursting back into the room with a bottle of juice in his veiny hands. If you weren’t crashing, you’d have been distracted by them.

“I stole an O.J. from the staff fridge.” He came over and opened it, handing you the uncapped bottle.

You took it with shaking hands, bringing it to your lips and gulping it down quickly, the cold liquid making you shiver again. When you came up for air, Chan was kneeling at your feet again, looking up at you with concern and intensity, his warm hand on your knees, stroking over your jeans anxiously.

After chugging half of the small bottle you caught your breath, the fog slowly lifting and quickly being replaced by embarrassment. “It’s alright. I’m okay now.”

“(Y/n), what just happened?” He asked, brow furrowed. “I’ve never seen you like that before. You were white as a sheet.”

“My, um, my blood sugar dropped.” you explained. Looking down at your hand as he wrapped it in his before taking another sip of juice. You guessed you might as well tell him how. “I’m a diabetic.”

“Baby, why didn’t you ever tell me?” Chan asked, dropping the pet name for the first time, increasing your blush.

“It’s not something I really tell people.” You shrugged, now feeling guilty you’d kept it from him. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?” Chan frowned, squeezing your hand. “I’m the one who should be saying sorry. I promised to take you out to eat then sat here for who knows how long, making you wait. This is my fault.”

“It’s really okay. I’m good now. You can finish up.” You nodded to the desk behind him. He didn’t turn away from you.

“Absolutely not. We’re going to eat right now.” He said, getting up and pulling you into a hug. You felt better already being crushed to his broad chest.

When he turned back he reached for his phone, slipping it into a pocket before grabbing your hand to lead you out of the room.

“Chan, shouldn’t you at least save first?”

His eyes widened as he realized he hadn’t uploaded his progress, and in three more clicks at the computer everything was archived and saved. “Okay, we’re good. Now, what do you want to eat, baby?”

At dinner Chan got you to open up about your condition, listening attentively and offering you support and assurance. After you explained everything, he even made you promise to show him how you took your insulin, insisting he needed to know how to help you if there were any incidents in the future. He wanted to make sure he could take care of his girl.

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fwb!Minho - He’s between your legs for so long your blood sugar drops

You weren’t even officially dating Minho. You’d been friends for a while, the kind of friends who occasionally hooked up drunk. But following the last ‘accidental’ hook up, you’d both decided to stop kidding yourselves and quit resisting the crazy sexual chemistry between you and make it more of an official friends with benefits relationship. And apparently that had been an amazing decision on your part, because since then, Minho had made it his mission to show you just how good sex with him could really be, coming over whenever you called for him.

This is how you found yourself in the middle of his bed with your legs wrapped around his head for what felt like hours. He was currently trying to push you towards your 4th climax of the evening.

At first he’d been eating you lazily, but after your last pathetic whimper he’d sped up his tongue and fingers, with the pure goal of your pleasure. In no time you were tumbling over the edge into orgasm number four.

As you were catching your breath, Minho kissed your thighs and trailed his fingers over your skin, making it clear he wasn’t done with you. But as he started to crawl up your body with open mouthed kisses, something felt wrong.

You weren’t just shaking from your post orgasmic twitches. Your brain started to feel fuzzy in the low blood sugar way, and as Minho settled in above you, you looked up at him with glazed over eyes. He immediately could tell something was off.

“Noona, are you okay? You don’t look…” he trailed off, placing a hand on your forehead and finding it clammy.

You shook your head and he immediately moved off of you, helping you sit up and pulling a blanket over to cover you.

“What happened?” He asked, hands flitting around your skin, unsure what to do. “Are you sick?”

“I need something to d-drink.” You mumbled out, trying to be clear through the fuzziness. “Juice?”

He nodded quickly, hopping up immediately and scurrying from his room in just his underwear.

You were confused. You’d eaten dinner and taken your meds like normal. Your sugar shouldn’t have dropped like this. Unless…oh fuck. You’d forgotten your doctor had mentioned a while ago that exorcise could drop your sugars. Especially if you kept your heart rate elevated for a long time. And Minho had definitely had your heart pumping overtime for at least the last hour.

He was back with a glass of grape juice in a few minutes, and as he crawled back over to you quietly you realized you were going to have to tell him about your diabetes.

He was silent as he sat next to you, observing as you drank and started to calm down, breathing more easily. When your head felt clearer, you sighed. “Thank you.”

“Of course (Y/n).” He nodded, taking the glass from you and setting it aside. He turned back to you with a soft gaze. “Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I’m already feeling better.” You nodded, reaching out to pat his arm.

“Good.” He nodded, sitting there patiently, just watching as your body seemed to return to normal. Not even pushing you to explain further.

“Aren’t you going to ask me why my body just crashed?” You eventually prompted, the silence killing you.

“I mean, that’s not really my business…” He trailed off with a shrug. “But if you want to talk about it I’m happy to listen.”

You smiled. He was so special. You leaned over and kissed him softly before pulling back, his smile afterwards reassuring. “My blood sugar dropped.”

“Ah…” He thought for a moment. “You’re diabetic?” You nodded, but he frowned. “But we ate not that long ago.”

“Yeah, I realized just now that exorcise can drop your sugar levels quickly.” You explained. “Prolonged elevated heart rate and all that.”

Suddenly he was smirking. “So you’re saying I’m too good at making your heart race?”

“Shut up!” You laughed, reaching over to whack his arm. “But yeah, it’s your fault.”

“Hmm.” He seemed happy about that. “Well I think we should take a break from the vigorous exercise until you’ve eaten something.”

“Oh, you don’t have to…” You tailed off at his expression. “I mean, you haven’t cum yet.”

“Noona, I could care less about that right now.” He rolled his eyes at you, his obvious bulge in his underwear contradicting his words. “Get dressed. I’m making us a snack.”

“But—”

“I need to make sure you’re properly fed so I can rail you later.” He leveled you with his best ‘try me’ look. You swallowed. “I can’t have your blood sugar crashing when I’m wrecking you for another straight hour.”

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flirty friend!Changbin - He accidentally sees your blood sugar patch

You were sitting on Changbin’s lap in the living room as the house party his friends were throwing bubbled around you. Changbin had asked you to join him as his ‘date’ tonight. He’d made a little joke out of it, but the two of you were always flirting with the line between simple friendship and something a bit more.

He was respectfully holding your waist as you watched Han and Chan karaoke duet on the opening to Chainsaw Man, making Minho, Seungmin, and Jeongin laugh at their silly antics.

Felix and Hyunjin came inside from the back porch, opening the back door next to the couch you were perched on. A strong, cold breeze blew past the boys and hit you and Changbin, making you shiver suddenly in his arms.

“Damn, it’s cold out there.” You commented as goosebumps rose up on your skin. Changbin was quick to try to warm you up.

“I got you babe.” He placed his hands on your arms, simply intending to rub the skin and warm you up. But when he moved his palm up the underside of your arm, he reached under your t-shirt sleeve. When he came into contact with your blood sugar monitor that was stuck to the skin, you jumped and he frowned. Before you could stop him, he was lifting your shirt sleeve higher to see what he had just touched. Then he asked (way too loudly), “Noona, what’s this?”

“Uh, it’s nothing.” You mumbled, immediately reaching for your sleeve and yanking it back down, face going red. You scrambled to you feet as the others turned to stare. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.”

You scurried out of the living room and towards the hall, ignoring Changbin’s call from behind you. When you got to the right door you quickly flicked on the lights and locked yourself inside.

Goddammit. You’d been really careful not to show your blood sugar patch to anyone besides your family. You were self conscious about it, having had people make fun of you for it before, or generally just seem weirded out by the fact that you had it. It was just a small circular patch, not much bigger than a quarter, easy enough to hide if your sleeves were long enough. Or didn’t get pushed up by big strong hands.

“(Y/n)?” Changbin was knocking on the door lightly. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” You replied, trying to sound normal and failing.

“I didn’t mean to upset you.” His voice came out muffled through the door. Of course he knew you were upset. Changbin was better at reading emotions than anyone else you knew. Especially your own. “Can you open the door?”

You sighed as you stared at yourself in the mirror. You were gonna have to tell him now, you didn’t see a way around it. And any chance you’d ever had of being more than friends with Changbin would be over. You took a deep breath and steeled yourself, then turned and unlocked the bathroom door.

Changbin was alone in the doorway, looking worried. “Hey.”

“Hey.” You bit your lip, then stepped back to give him passage. “You can come in.”

You leaned against the sink as he walked in, standing in front of you but still giving you space. “Noona, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or cross a line. I wasn’t thinking when I lifted your sleeve. I’m sorry.”

He was so sincere you couldn’t even be mad at him. You knew Changbin would never intentionally do anything to embarrass or hurt you.

“It’s okay.” You took a deep breath. “I was just caught off guard.”

He nodded, then his brow furrowed. “Can I ask…what that is?” He gestured to your sleeve.

Well, here goes. “Yeah, um, it’s a blood sugar monitor. I’m a diabetic.”

“Oh. How does it work?” He only seemed curious, so you didn’t see the harm.

“There’s a little sensor that’s under the skin, so it can read my levels. It’s connected to an app on my phone.” You explained, not wanting to get too detailed, worried you’d freak him out.

“Does it hurt?” Now he seemed concerned. “I didn’t mean to bump it earlier, is it okay?”

He had a good point. You should check to make sure the adhesive hadn’t come undone. You turned to face the mirror and lifted up your t-shirt sleeve to the shoulder, then raised your arm. Changbin watched carefully as you checked the patch, making sure it was still secure. “It looks fine.”

“Oh good.” Changbin let out a sigh of relief, stepping closer to you and tentatively tracing gentle fingers up your arm, making you shiver. “So you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine Binnie. Seriously, you don’t need to worry.” You were calming down by the minute as he continued to treat you the same as usual.

“Is this why you always cover your arms?” He asked after a moment, finally dropping his hand and letting you unroll your sleeve.

“Yeah.” You sighed, turning so you were facing him. “I’m kinda embarrassed about it.”

“But why?” He frowned deeply, confused. “It’s for your health right? It’s important to keep you in good condition.”

“It is. But when I used to wear short sleeves or tanks, people would stare at me weird or even make fun of me.”

“Yah, that’s ridiculous!” Changbin raised his voice in that way you loved, puffing out his chest as well. “The next time someone does that, I’ll beat them up. These muscles aren’t just for show!”

You started laughing, his reaction somehow hilarious as well as heartwarming. “You’re ridiculous Binnie!”

“What?” He raised his eyebrows and held out his hands as you continued to giggle. “I’m serious!”

“I know you are, that’s why it’s funny.” You continued to giggle, and Changbin finally joined in, his big smile pushing away the last of your insecurities.

When you’d both calmed a bit, he reached for your shoulder and pulled you into a gentle hug, not squeezing you like he normally would. Like he was scared to break you now. It was sweet.

When he pulled back you smiled up at him.

“Should we go back to the party? I think the song Jeongin and I queued up is next.”

“Oh yeah, we don’t wanna miss you guys bopping to ‘Heartbeat’.” You winked at him.

He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the bathroom, rejoining the party. You were grateful that nothing had changed between you. Except maybe that you liked him way more than ever before.

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bf!Hyunjin - He surprises you with a picnic but you need to take your insulin before eating

Your relationship with Hyunjin was brand new. Like, you’d-barely-held-hands new. You were still getting to know each other, so you hadn’t told him about your diabetes yet.

You had to do insulin injections before each meal to make sure your levels stayed normal. You’d eaten with Hyunjin a few times, and it had either been at a restaurant or cafe, places that had restrooms you could excuse yourself to to do your injections.

He had no idea about your condition, and you were planning to keep it to yourself for a while, until you were more confident that he wouldn’t freak out or find it weird that you had a chronic medical condition. Some people didn’t react to the information so well. Not to mention most people couldn’t handle needles.

Today’s date with Hyunjin was just supposed to be an art date at the park on the Han river. Hyunjin picked you up and drove you both out there, picking a spot under the shade of a big tree and laying out blankets and your art supplies. Hyunjin loved to sketch and paint. You were more of a knitter, and had brought your yarn and supplies to work beside him. As you were getting settled, he suddenly hopped up again.

“I forgot something in the car, I’ll be right back!” He patted your head sweetly before lightly jogging away back towards his car. You took in the beautiful scenery around you while he was gone, people walking their dogs, kids playing catch, couples holding hands as they walked beside the river.

“Surprise!” When Hyunjin returned, he was grinning ear to ear, lugging a big beautiful picnic basket in his arms. “I prepared something for you, Noona~”

Your face lit up at his bright expression. “Oh my gosh, Hyune! You brought a picnic?”

“Mmmhmm.” He nodded, plopping down next to you and popping open the lid. “We’re going to have lunch here on the grass under this beautiful tree.”

He started pulling out foods and drinks, and your smile started to fade. Fruit, crackers, cheese, kimbap, dumplings…and a variety of sweets and chocolate. A lot of sugar and carbs. You could eat some of this food, but definitely not before you took your insulin.

Fuck. You were at the park! There wasn’t really a private place you could go to do your injection. You could probably go sit in his car to do it, but how would you explain that to Hyunjin?

“Noona?” He reached over and poked your shoulder. “You alive?”

“Huh?” You realized he’d been asking you something. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“What do you wanna eat first?” He asked, popping open a package of cookies and offering you one.

“Uh…” You trailed off, looking at him sheepishly. How were you gonna do this? Hyunjin saw the strange look on your face.

“(Y/n)? What is it? Are you not hungry?”

His expression was so innocent and sweet, eyes wide like a little fuzzy ferret.

“No, I’m hungry.” You reassured him, looking down at your lap. “But I need to take my medicine before I can eat.”

“Oh, okay.” He nodded, not seeming put off. He reached for a bottle in the basket. “Do you need some water?”

“It’s not a pill…” You trailed off, fiddling with your fingers. “I, um, need to give myself some insulin.”

You glanced up at him as his brain processed this, then realization lit up his brow. “Oh! Like…you’re a diabetic?”

“Yeah. I have to do injections before meals.”

He quietly processed. “Is that why you always sneak away to the restroom before we eat?”

You nodded.

“Noona I didn’t realize…” He trailed off, looking at the food. “Can you eat this? Do we need to go pick up something else?”

“No, I can eat some of it.” You reassured him, not wanting him to feel bad for making such a perfect picnic date. “I just have to be careful with too much carbs and sugar. But as long as I do my injection first, I’ll be okay.”

“Alright.” He put the cookies down and sat patiently, folding his hands in his lap. “Go ahead, I’ll wait to eat with you.”

“Can I, uh, have the car keys? I don’t want you to…have to watch.” You felt your face reddening in embarrassment.

Hyunjin frowned. “(Y/n) if you want privacy that’s totally fine, but don’t feel like you need to hide anything from me. I’m your boyfriend. You can share anything with me. I want you to.”

“You’re not freaked out by this?” You raised an eyebrow, waiting for his composure to break.

“Noona, why would I be freaked out?” He was even more confused now.

“Because.” You shrugged, suddenly feeling silly. “I have like a, serious chronic condition…”

“And you think that will scare me away?” His voice rose and you nodded, not looking at him. “Oh sweetheart…”

Suddenly Hyunjin was reaching for you and pulling you into him, wrapping you up in his arms. It was intimate and safe, his hands warm on your back as you tucked your head under his chin.

“There’s nothing embarrassing or weird about your condition. Everyone has things they have to deal with, whether it’s health or something else. I would never judge you because of that.” He pulled back and you looked up at him, your eyes a little wet. “So my beautiful girlfriend is a diabetic? It doesn’t change how I feel about you one bit.”

“Hyunjin…” You trailed off, one hand reaching up to press against his chest.

He leaned down slowly and pressed his lips to yours, kissing you for the first time. It was sweet and soft, like the beautiful boy whose arms you were wrapped up in under the shade. After a moment, he pulled back, then kissed your nose, your cheeks, and your forehead, making you giggle.

When he was done, you leaned back. “Can I have the keys please?”

“Sure.” He reached for them, placing them in your palm. “Do you want me to come with you?”

“No that’s okay.” You shook your head. “I’ll be right back.”

He helped you up and handed you your bag, making sure to keep his eyes on you until you were safely inside the car. You checked your blood sugar and did your injection quickly, wanting to get back to your boyfriend.

When you came back to the blanket, he was opening up food containers and preparing your plate. He flashed you a dazzling smile as you approached, pulling you back down into his lap. “So, what do you want first?”

You let Hyune feed you strawberries and plant kisses on you between bites, giddy that he couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself anymore.

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A/N: Hey yall! So this is anew format I’m trying out for little blurbs that I wanna share but don’t need to turn into full drabbles/fics.

I know this one is pretty niche but pls like, reblog, and share. I hope you enjoy!

~Noona

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bf!I.N - He takes you out to dinner for Valentines Day

Jeongin surprised you for Valentines Day by taking you out to an extremely fancy restaurant, complete with marble floors and beautiful glass chandeliers handing from the ceiling. The place was packed because of the holiday, with couples and groups packed into the white cloth covered tables.

Jeongin had picked you up in a gorgeous cream colored suit with a low buttoned white shirt underneath, a beautiful green heart necklace with diamonds hanging around the base of his throat. Jeongin had gifted you flowers and a small velvet box with a matching heart necklace for yourself, with your stone being a deep red. He’d made sure to clasp it around your neck before you headed to dinner.

“Your necklace matches your dress perfectly, Noona.” Jeongin played with the pendant on your throat, his fingers tracing over your skin to your shoulder where they settled on the strap of your silk dress. “I didn’t even plan that.”

“Well I went with red for the theme of the day.” You explained, feeling your skin erupt with goosebumps where his long, elegant fingers traced. “Do you like it?”

Jeongin’s eyes strayed down your thick, curvy body, taking in the way the dress hugged you in all the right places, and he bit his lip, eyes darkening. “You’re absolutely stunning.”

You let out a breathy giggle as the waiter came over to inform you that your table was ready. You both turned to follow him, Jeongin’s hand firm and tantalizing on your lower back as you made your way to the dining room.

Your waiter led you to a table smack dab in the center of the room, next to a group of pretty, petite young women who were probably celebrating a ‘Galentines’ Day. You didn’t miss how they were eying you and Jeongin as he pulled out your chair, helping you sit down first before going around to take his seat.

The waiter informed you of the set menu, a special five course meal the chefs had crafted just for Valentines Day.

“That sounds wonderful.” Jeongin nodded to the waiter, looking over at you with a raised brow. “Should we also get some champagnes?

“Oh, yes please.” You nodded eagerly, and the waiter left with a smile to go put in your order.

Jeongin took your hand over the table, and you both chatted comfortably as you waited for your drinks and food.

You tried not to notice, but you could feel the eyes of the women at the table next to you watching you and Jeongin, judging the difference between the two of you.

He was clearly younger, extremely handsome and fit, looking like a gorgeous prince in his suit. While you were older, much bigger than him, probably looking embarrassing in your silk dress compared to all the other thin and gorgeous women around you.

When the food started to arrive, you were quickly distracted by the incredible meal and your attentive boyfriend as you enjoyed your special night together., and your forgot about the prying eyes for a little while.

You both raved over the food and enjoyed your champagne, Jeongin doing cute little dances when each course tantalized his tastebuds. You heard the girls next to you giggling at him, and you glanced over in irritation, but Jeongin didn’t even notice. He was too wrapped up in you, and his filet mignon.

After the forth course, you’d both had a lot of champagne, and you needed to use the restroom.

“I’ll be right back.” You told Jeongin, pushing up from the table carefully.

“Okay.” Jeongin nodded, giving you a dimply smile. “Hurry back baby, you don’t wanna miss dessert!”

You knew he didn’t mean it any way other then you’d love to enjoy the crème brûlée with him, but as you tuned to head for the bathroom, you caught the eye of the girls next to you, and they were snickering as you passed their table on your way to the restroom.

You felt your dinner sitting uneasily in your stomach as you scurried to the restroom, locking yourself in a stall and taking care of your business. You hated the way those girls had been watching you, like you were the punchline of some fat joke, just because your boyfriend had implied you’d like dessert.

Like those skinny bitches wouldn’t also be getting dessert!

Why did the size of a person somehow change the way they were allowed to enjoy a certain food? You were supposed to be out enjoying a romantic night with your boyfriend, not being bullied like you were back in middle school.

You left your stall and went to the sink to wash your hands, trying to talk yourself down. You didn’t want this to ruin the amazing night Jeongin had planned for you both.

You pulled out your lipstick and were touching it up when the bathroom door opened, and two of the girls from that same table came in. You looked at them in the mirror, and they both glanced between each other before bursting into giggles at your expense.

You felt tears pricking your vision as you quickly grabbed your clutch and swept out of the bathroom, felling like total shit. You took a few deep breaths to try to calm yourself, knowing if you were gone too long Jeongin would come looking for you.

After you regained most of your composure, you made your way back across the dining room, Jeongin’s face lighting up when he saw you approaching.

“You made it back just in time!” He got up again to help you back into your chair. “They just brought out or creme brûlée.”

Jeongin kissed your cheek before retaking his seat, eagerly picking up his spoon to crack into the hard sugar shell atop his dessert. You reached for your champagne glass instead, downing it before noticing the table of girls next to you was finally empty. Huh. They must’ve been hitting the bathroom on their way out. You looked back down at your dessert, wanting to eat it so badly, but hyper aware of the fact that you probably shouldn’t. It was just going to make you more fat, and more unworthy of your boyfriend, who was so in shape, in his prime, while you were gross, disgusting, ugly—

“Noona?” Jeongin asked, his tone concerned. You looked up to meet his searching eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t think I should eat my dessert…” You trailed off, feeling your face heating up.

Jeongin frowned deeply. “Why not?”

“I just…Well, it’s a lot of sugar.” You looked away from us shining eyes.

“But you love sweets.” Jeongin’s saiid, confused. “I picked this restaurant because of their special desserts.” Now you felt guilty. You were screwing everything up. Jeongin saw your expression and added, “(Y/n), what’s going on?”

“The girls next to us, they….” You let out a huff. “They were making fun of me.”

“What?” He looked shocked and slightly outraged. “Did they say something to you in the bathroom?”

“Not really, but they were eying us all dinner and um, when they saw me in the bathroom started laughing at me.” Your voice wobbled at the end, and you felt like a complete idiot for wanting to cry right now. It was such a minor, stupid thing to get upset over!

“But why were they laughing?” Jeongin still didn’t understand.

“Because!” You felt frustrated that he didn’t get it. “Look at you, and look at me. You’re so handsome and perfect and I’m….just some fat girl.”

“(Y/n), no.” Jeongin’s voice was stern as he reached for your hand across the table. “Look at me.” Your lip trembled as you tentatively met his gaze. “First of all, you are absolutely gorgeous and an incredible woman, and I’m so lucky to have you.” He paused, his eyes fierce. “And secondly, those girls were just jealous.”

“What!?” You scoffed, mouth falling open. “Why on earth would they be jealous?”

“Because,” He said, squeezing your fingers. “You’re out on a very romantic date on Valentine’s Day with your boyfriend, and they weren’t. They probably saw how happy we were, and realized they wished they had a boyfriend who loved them like I love you.”

“Oh…” You hadn’t thought of it that way. You cheeks began to warm with how fondly he was gazing at you. “Maybe you’re right.”

“Of course I am.” Jeongin insisted.“Now, you eat your fancy food, and then I’m taking you home to show you just how much I love and appreciate your mind…and body.”

Jeongin kissed the back of your hand with a devious smirk, and you quickly finished your crème brûlée so your boyfriend could take you have and give you the real dessert.

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This came to me yesterday and I thought what a cute little fic to share for Valentines! I hope you enjoy!

Let me know if you wanna see some from the other members 🫶🏻

bsf!Chan - You share your method of de-stressing

“Bro, I’m being so serious, I’m about to crash out over this upcoming schedule.” Chan’s hands covered his face in despair, his voice slightly muffled under his palms.

“Is it cause it’s worse then usual, or cause you just know how grueling comeback schedules usually are?” You asked, flooded with sympathy for your best friend as he sat on your couch, stressing out about work as usual.

“I don’t know. Both? We’re just coming off tour and I feel like I haven’t had a real break in….like a year.” Chan dropped his hands and plopped back into the couch, his head coming down on your shoulder in defeat. “Help me Noona~”

“Help you how? You know I’d steal you away if I could, but I doubt the company would let me live if that happened.” You reached over and patted his arm, trying to sooth him.

“Not that. I just mean like…how do you calm down when you’re just feeling completely overwhelmed? I know I’ll be okay in the end, but the stress leading up to it…” he sighed. “And you know I can’t sleep.”

“Hmm.” You did have a secret to stress relief, but you didn’t know if it was something Chan would even consider. “I have an idea, but…I don’t know if you’d approve.”

He sat up, suddenly curious. “Noona, that sounds ominous…what is it?”

“Look, if I tell you my trick to dealing with stress, you have to promise not to judge me, okay?”

“(Y/n), look who you’re talking to. Come on, I’m desperate.”

“Fine.” You sighed and took a second to steal your resolve. You really didn’t know how he would react. “When I’m feeling completely overwhelmed and stressed out of my mind, I get high.”

He blinked but said nothing for a moment, clearly not expecting this answer. “…how?”

“I have a THC vape.” You were waiting for him to look upset or offended, but he kept his expression cool.

“How does that work?” Chan asked.

“Like a normal vape. You inhale it and the vapors go into your bloodstream and make you high. The more you inhale the higher you get, so it’s pretty controlled.”

He nodded, biting his lip and still not really saying anything, looking down at his lap. You really couldn’t tell if he was judging you or considering it as an option.

“Christopher you’re killing me.” You finally burst out. “Am I about to get a lecture or what?”

“Actually…” He finally looked up at you with a sheepish grin. “I was gonna ask if you’d share?”

Your mouth fell open. Then you returned his grin. “Are we about to get blazed and chill out on my couch?”

“Only if you didn’t have other plans for the day?”

“Hell no.” You were beyond excited now. You’d always wanted to see Chan get high and finally mellow out! “But we need to run down to the convenience store first. I’m all out of snacks.”

“Right. Munchies.” He hopped up and reached for your hand, pulling you from the couch. “Is that a real thing?”

“Oh yeah.” You nodded, heading towards your door with Chan close behind. “I can clear out my whole pantry if I’m really baked. I’m actually really curious to see how much more you can eat when you’re high.”

“In that case, I’m treating for the snacks.”

You laughed as he followed you out out the door. “Deal.”

Chan flung his arm around your shoulders as you made your way out of the building and towards the corner store. “And let’s not tell my members about this yeah? I don’t think I’d ever hear the end of it if they found out.”

“Cone of silence, then?” You offered him your pinky. He hooked it with his own in a promise.

“Now let’s hurry, cause I’m like really excited to finally relax and just chill the fuck out with you.”

It was a day with Chan you’d always remember. Not only was he hilarious and derpy when he was stoned, but it was one of the rare times you saw him truly relaxed and stress free. It quickly became a tradition for the two of you to “bake” when he was getting too overwhelmed by life.

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Should I write a head cannon like this for each member? I thought of Chan immediately after reading this request.

Let me know if you want more members!