bangchan x y/n - oneshots

Comfortable

You sigh as you push your feet up the last few steps. Your apartment was lit with a homely glow and yet your heart felt as dark as the night sky. It had been a long day - as always - and you were ready to get inside and pass out immediately.

Unlocking the front door, you expected to be greeted into your home by nobody but your small fluffy puppy that bounced through the corridor and jumped into your arms without hesitation. As Autumn nuzzled quietly into your clothed neck you peer upwards to see a figure standing there. Chan. A small smile tugs on your lips as you give him a glance. His broad figure was taken by his favourite black hoodie and black joggers. A sensation of safeness and comfort overwhelm you. You're so glad he's here, almost as if he knew you had a hard day.

His chain bracelet jangled on his strong arms as he reaches a hand out to help you up from the floor of your apartment. 

"You're here," you breathe, not taking your eyes away from his.

With a small smirk, "Of course I am, pretty." he replies before dragging your weak hands that were entwined in his through the corridor and into the warmly lit kitchen diner. 

Before your eyes you see he'd made the couches all cosy with blankets and cushions and had your favourite drama all ready to be watched on the tv. You can't believe he's done all this, gone to these lengths without even knowing how you had felt today. You were proud to call him yours. 

"Cmon," Chan gestures towards the kitchen, "Up."

Your shocked eyes make him stifle a giggle. His arms wind they're way around your waist as he lifts you off the ground almost effortlessly and places you gently on the tabletop. Standing in between your thighs, "How was your day?" he asks whilst stroking your bare thighs in comfort, his chesnut eyes glistening under the kitchen lamps.

Before you can shy away from him, his large hand catches your cheek and brings your head right back round to his. Now you were just inches away from each other, his eyes dance down your face and onto your lips. You slightly lick your lips and he pulls his thumb from your cheek onto them, brushing them gently. "These lips..." he sighs. 

"What about them?" you ask Chan innocently. He chuckles before whispering to you, "All mine."

You breathe in sharply, not sure what to say next. He acted this way a lot, he was possessive of you. Not in the overbearing way but he loved to make sure you knew that he was the only person possible of treating you in just the ways you liked. He made sure he was the only one. Your mind tells you to move away, to make some dinner or something. However, the energy in the room brings out a confident side to you and you smile, preparing your next moves carefully so he'll like them. 

Slowly, you bring your hands into his hair, running them back and forth as you look down on his chest rising and falling in anticipation. "Oh really?" You whisper back to him as he smirks back at you. "Why don't you show me?" You quickly say before he could respond.

Without further ado his lips crash into yours and your eyes quickly screw shut. As you deepen the kiss his tongue and you lose yourself the firm grip he has on your shoulders. Running your hands through his blonde curls again, loving the feel of them on your fingertips, he grips your thighs and moans into your mouth and your stomach does a violent twist at the sound.

At his command, you wrap your legs around his waist and he gently lifts you off the tabletop and carries you to the bedroom opposite, his lips never leaving yours in the process. Chan was still holding you up against him as he places his knee onto the bed, lips parting from yours slightly.

His hands run desperately up your waist, back and shoulders until they reach your jaw and he tilts it upwards so that you're facing him, eyes glinting at each other in the moonlight. Your lips quickly come into contact with his mouth as he gives your bottom lip a seductive tug and your eyes shoot open. You quietly moan into his mouth and he gives a small smirk before pushing your entire body onto the bed as he hovers over you.