𝔹𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦//_[𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧]

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Chan shudders as the Bahamian's lips finally touch his. It's like a breath of fresh air with all the mixed feelings he's been having.

His head tilts to get a better feel and he sighs blissfully as she moves against his own. He's said this before but Althea's lips are really soft. He loves how they feel against his own. They're not puckered or overly glossed like a model or idol's would be. There are little cracks from where some areas are dry, and they have a dual tone of brown and pink. But none of that negates how much he's enjoying them. They're natural, real, and purely Althea.

They're imperfectly perfect for him. 

His hand on her cheek tenses as she kisses back. The little hitches in her breath fueling him to move and press and feel. Her body twitches occasionally and it's such a cute reaction that he wants to squeal. Her passion matching his own and sparking his heart with feelings that he really shouldn't entertain but he's too caught in this moment to acknowledge. He doesn't want to think of what this means for them. He doesn't want Althea to worry about what this means for her relationship. Actually, he kind of does because he wants so badly for her to break up with that bastard. A gem like her doesn't deserve to be touched by his filthy hands. 

She deserves to be cradled. 

He pulls her closer and lets his other hand snatch around her waist like a belt. The folds of her love handles meld into his arm causing another shudder to rock through him. He loves her size. She's so nice to hold. If she decides to lose weight on her own then fine. But he really likes how she feels. 

Her arms loop around his neck and her fingers tug his hair at the base. They press and rub at the skin with every tilt of her head and he tries not to let any sounds escape from how nice it feels. Her fingers massage into his skin and give him a fuzzy feeling. His lips almost push insistently at hers with every press. 

Chan let's his hand squeeze briefly at her sides and he senses before he feels the Bahamian in his arms jump.

All too soon, their lip lock ends and Althea's pulling back to stare at him. Her beautiful brown eyes, dark complexion, and now slightly pinker lips--he internally smirks at that--all directed at him. They're both panting slightly from the lack of air and the mood around them is charged. But it wasn't sexual. It felt innocent. Like they're crossing a new frontier that they're trying to navigate together. 

Suddenly she gains a shy look and her eyes dart away. Chan instantly frowns and leans back. 

"Thea?"

"I straight. Don't worry-"

"I want to worry. Please tell me what's on your mind? We can talk or...I can give you sp-"

"No," she interjects. "Ine want...space. Ironic since we just discussed that the other day. I just...wonderin' if this even real right now," she murmurs. "Someone like you actually having interest in me..."

"Why wouldn't I? And if you say because of your weight I'll kiss you again."

Althea smiles innocently. "Because of my weight-"

Bang Chan silences her with a kiss and Althea's eyes slip shut. He leans back to chastise her for the statement but the Bahamian quickly follows and locks their lips together again. The leader chuckles at her enthusiasm but he still wants to set her straight. Even if it's hypocritical of him. 

He pulls back with a firm grip to her shoulders as she pouts. "Chan..."

"Why do you feel unattractive?" He raises his hand to run through her curls and instantly zeroes in on how for a split-second her eyes are filled with fear. "Thea..."