Taken ▪︎ Chanlix✔️

Fist Fights

Fluff I think :)
Just a filler chap
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"Lix, be careful-"

The blonde stumbled over his own feet, Chan's grip tightening around his waist as he glanced at the intoxicated male with concern as he tried to type in the pin for their apartment.

But Felix only placed his chin on the older's shoulder and stared at him blankly with rosy cheeks and hazy eyes.

"Mh."

That seemed to be the only response his drunk mind could come up with and it was oddly cute to Chan who finally managed to get the door open with his arms full with Felix.

"Come on doll, let's go to sleep."

"Mh."

This time it was the brunette who stumbled when the blonde fell limp in his arms, sliding to the floor and curling up with his eyes shut.

"Not here Lix," Chan sighed, hands on his hips as he stared down at his husband with amusement, "on our bed."

Felix only stretched his arms out for Chan, waiting patiently for the older to pick him up.

"And you say I'm the baby."

Chan carried the younger through the corridors and to their room as Felix clung onto him like a koala, head buried in his neck, cheek squished against his skin.

Placing the younger on the edge of the bed, the older got to work, kneeling in front to help Felix undress (Felix did not help).

"Pjs?"

No reply.

"Nothing it is," he muttered, taking the blonde's silence as a response.

Sitting naked on the bed, Felix watched Chan intently, lips parted slightly and eyes wide open- the sight making the older melt and peck the younger as he stood to kick his shoes off, and remove his already unbuttoned shirt.

He never bothered doing up the buttons of his shirt after making Felix cum in his mouth, the blonde too far gone with embarrassment and alcohol to do anything else but follow Chan blindly, leading to the older to believe it was time to head back home.

Shuffling out of his trousers, he dived under the blanket, beckoning Felix to join him by patting his stomach.

The younger obediently crawled towards him and laid his head on Chan's stomach and tucked into a ball, still facing the brunette.

And when the two did nothing but stare at each other for a while, Felix made a quiet, displeased sound from deep within his throat and grabbed Chan's hand to press it against his head.

Chuckling fondly, the older did as his husband wished, switching between combing and petting the blonde's fluffy hair, earning a satisfied "mh."

Out of all the younger's different sides, drunk Felix was his favourite.

Simply because drunk Felix needed Chan to do everything for him and the older loved to care for him in every way possible.

Sober Felix was independent and hated asking for help, feeling too bothersome and thought he owed the other something in return.

So this Felix was a complete 180 to what he was used to and he soaked it all in, knowing a drunk Felix was not going to make an appearance again anytime soon.