Taken ▪︎ Chanlix✔️

No Need For Jealousy when...

The smut is coming right after this but be warned it might make some of yall very uncomfortable so if ya don't like, dont read.

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The two weeks spent together in Australia flew by promptly, the newlywedded couple spending the majority of their time tangled in their sheets and fucking around at any given chance.

They had years worth of sex and sweet, sweet loving to make up for.

Contrary to their first plane journey, the flight back was much calmer, with the duo making use of the bed and sleeping the entire eight-plus hours back to Korea, with their fingers interlaced.

However, not even a few hours had passed since they landed and Felix was already swarmed with multiple phone calls, the redhead having no choice but to answer in the case of emergencies.

There were some things his father couldn't take care of.

But Chan could sense the frustration building in the younger as he spoke with poorly hidden irritation and exhaustion, leant over his desk that was layered in sheets of paper, with his shoulders hunched as he faced the window, his back to Chan.

So seeing his chance, the older stalked up behind the other, his training in nimbleness (which came hand in hand with his occupation as a Close Protection Operative) coming in handy when he felt Felix jump slightly as his arms wrapped around him.

Chan ignored him as Felix tilted his head to glare, smiling instead and choosing to rest his head on the younger's left shoulder, listening in on the conversation the younger was having through the phone.

"-already here."

"I'll be there soon. Don't let her leave and bring yourself and Minho," was Felix's reply before he briefly cut the call.

The brunette spun Felix in his arms so that they were looking at each other, "where you off to doll?" His eyebrow raised in question when the now pink haired male pouted up at him. "What?"

"No good-morning kiss?"

Muttering 'cute' under his breath, Chan leaned in to place a short peck on Felix's exaggerated pout and rested their foreheads together. "It's nearly eleven pm by the way."

Felix just rolled his eyes before pulling away slightly to look at Chan as he spoke, "I'm going clubbing. Wanna come?"

Tilting his head in confusion, the older replied, "Clubbing...?"

"I'm going to a club so yes."

"Sure, I guess," Chan shrugged.

What's the worst that could happen.

"Oh! In that case," Felix wiggled out of the older's grip and walked around his desk to open a drawer and pulled out a small box. He opened the navy box, took out a golden ring and bounced back to stand in front of Chan, his previous frustration long forgotten. "Gimme your hand."

Chan placed his left hand on top of Felix's, slightly baffled and waiting for an explanation as the younger rested the ring on his pinkie finger.

"Since you're my hubby, you're mine to protect now." Felix locked his thumb with Chan's pinkie, both fingers embedded with the same ring and gazed at Chan as he continued. "This is given to everyone I trust, but only you, my father and I, have a gold one. It also means you have access to everything and anything that I own, so don't lose it okay?"