Chances (changbin fanfic)

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All weekend we weren't texting about anything serious, he asked a couple of questions about my childhood, family and why I quit school early. He was very curious but he never answered any of the questions about his friends and his family or his music.

I was impatiently waiting in the shop, I was there at 7:30 already, sitting on my chair next to the counter and scrolling through social media. I found their instagram page, he looked gorgeous at every picture and all of them too.

It was 7:55 when the door opened, I quickly locked my phone so he wouldn't be able to see that I know his secret.

"Hi," he said with a smile on his face, walking towards the counter and then he stood up infront of me and he softly pushed me against the counter, putting his hands on it so I was standing between him and the counter, locked around with his arms. I wasn't expecting him to be that fast to make a move like that. He didn't forget our conversation.

"See?" he said smirking, "you can't even stand properly," he chuckled just inches from my lips.

"I can," I smiled sarcastically and I wanted to move his hands away but when I pushed them, he didn't even move, he was stronger in his arms than my whole body.

"Don't talk back," he said, putting one hand on my hip and another one on the back of my neck.

He leaned closer and he was tracing his lips from my ear, down my jaw, to my collarbone, my neck, he didn't kiss me once he was just slowly moving his lips, which was worse.
I was just rolling my eyes, not trying to make a sound. I never felt this kind of pleasure, I wanted to moan but that would've made him happy, so I was just rolling my eyes and biting my lips hard.

He then stopped after a few seconds.
"I saw that eye roll," he chuckled, putting small kisses on my collarbone.

"I hate you."

He smiled into my neck, leaving another kiss.

"I would want to see a replay," he said quietly, with his lips still on my neck.

"R-replay?"

"Yeah I want to see how you look when I'm kissing you," he said looking at me.

"Why?"

"Oh, you said I'm so innocent, let's see how you look," he smirked.

"I don't think you co-" he put his finger on my lips and cut me off.

"No. Be a good girl and show me a replay," he said turning me over so I was looking at the monitor, he pushed me softly against the counter and I could feel his body glued on mine. I could feel how butterflies burst into my whole body.

"O-okay," I grabbed the computer mouse and I opened the camera app, I set it on the time when he opened the door into the shop.

"Zoom it in," he whispered into my ear.

I did as he said, he then put his hands around my stomach, leaving them there.

"Now I'm kissing your neck and look how weak you're," I could feel his smile in that sentence.

"Just for me," he said, putting a small kiss on my neck, "bitting your lips so you won't moan," he whispered again, still standing behind me.

I wasn't able to move or speak.

"You look so beautiful," he said when the replay ended and I deleted it immediately.

He softly turned me over.
"I need to go," he said, looking into my eyes, "don't tease me anymore."

"Why?"

"It's not good for you."

"It seems like it's not good for you, you can't take it without thinking about me. You can't take it because you're also weak for me. It's hard for you to imagine things like that because you think you're in control. But I'm in control of your thoughts letting you imagine things you'd do," I whispered, squeezing his hand.

He was just looking at me, processing what I just said.

"Listen I'm in control here so be a good girl and listen to what I'm saying," he said after a few seconds.

"And what are you saying?" I grinned.

"That I'm being innocent because you're just my little fragile girl, young and innocent, and it should stay like that," he said, holding my hands.

My girl

"I'll see you soon," he put a small kiss on my forehead and left the shop a couple of seconds after that.

Wow. I just really hope he'll come soon.

Today it's started raining and I didn't have single customer.
I opened youtube to try not to make my day so boring and I typed Stray kids, I watched their every music video over and over again, watching him move, rap, and dance and I was slowly liking him more and more.
Liking his charisma and presence doing what he loves, I also watched one or two videos just fun things he did or cute stuff he did with his members. I really wanted to know them better and know him better, not because of fame or money or some opportunities I could have, but because they look so genuine and kind, funny and real, and just perfect in every way a person can be perfect. Not just in looks, but in their fine characteristics.

And the videos were just one little fragment of who they really are.