Chances (changbin fanfic)

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❗For the future mention of Kingdom: imagine that every kingdom performance is broadcasting live on television❗
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I didn't expect him to text me back that soon, maybe later that night because he was probably still there or going back to the dorm and going straight to sleep and I went to sleep too, hoping that his message come in the morning.

I was wrong.

He didn't text me at night or in the morning. I still wasn't making a big deal out of it and he probably didn't want to be seen outside during the shooting of the show with paparazzi everywhere.

It was already 4:10 when I was finishing the papers I had on the table to make a closure of today's day.
I heard how the door opened and I just nonchalantly said "it's closed" not looking up from my papers, not even thinking he could come after not talking to me that long

"Oh sorry," he said and I recognized his voice right away looking up from the table.

"Oh no sorry, I didn't know it was you, come in," I said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear.

He was in all black, he also had a black mask and black cap. I could only see his eyes and nothing else.

I put a box from my bag on the counter, not saying any word.

"Listen," he came closer, he was speaking quietly and intimidating, even when I wasn't afraid of him.

I still didn't say a word.

"I'm sorry that I didn't text you back, it's hard for me to go on a date every day because I'm busy with my life right now with practicing and making a little money and I didn't want to make excuses because I thought you wouldn't understand and think that I'm another crappy boy who doesn't give you attention," he was saying slowly and still quietly. He wasn't lying, technically.

"See how easy it is to talk to me? I understand that. For me it's okay if we just text, you don't have to worry about dates, you're not a crappy boy I know you work hard," I said, smiling. Of course, he's working hard when he moves like that on stage.

"It's really okay for you if we just text?" he asked surprised.

"Of course, I can tease you through texts," I chuckled. He put down his mask and came around the counter to me.

"Let me steal a little kiss from you," he said and put his hands on my waist and he pulled me onto his chest, looking in my eyes.

"Can I?"

"Don't ask," I smiled at him and he connected our lips, pushing me against the counter. I smiled into the kiss, his body was glued to mine.

He then pulled his lips away and looked at me again with his hands still on my waist.

"So what did you do yesterday?" I asked and his face changed.

"Practising a lot and later that night we were like all dancing together, with the boys, they're practicing too so we have like one common hobby," he chuckled nervously.

"Oh I see, that must've been fun, and tiring," I said. I'm gonna get back to you babe. Very soon. Starting with teasing.

"Yeah I'm still very tired, and I'm practicing tomorrow again all day," he said and rolled his eyes.

"So just text me back whenever you can okay? Don't need to rush," I winked at him.

"Okay," he smirked and hugged me tightly, putting his hands just inches above my butt.

"Don't tease or I'll start," I said annoyed into his neck.

"You have no idea what are you getting yourself into when you're teasing me, but you'll find out soon," he said and put a small kiss on the soft spot on my neck.

"I don't believe those words," I said, and to be honest, I was trying hard not to moan.

"You will," he said, putting another kiss one after one. It was getting harder to not make another sound so I was just rolling my eyes back.

"You know, we have a camera in here and my dad has a monitor at home," I said slowly and he pulled away from me immediately taking a few steps back.

I started laughing loudly and he gave me a death stare but then he started smirking at me, coming closer to me and putting me in the same position on his chest.

"You should tell him I want to see a replay, to see your face when I was kissing your neck, do you think I don't feel how fast are you breathing?" he whispered into my ear.

"Uhmm," I was completely lost for words.

"I need to go, but I'll text you when I get home," he slightly bit my neck and pulled away.

"I hate you for that,"

"Yeah," he chuckled, "bye," he said, giving me a small kiss before he took a box from the counter and left the shop.

God, I missed how weak I'm whenever he touches me.

I packed my things and locked the shop just 10 minutes after he left and I headed home through the crowded city as always. Just seconds after I closed the door at our house, he texted me at the perfect moment.

Changbin
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