( Bang Chan + Hwang Hyunjin )
❝I cannot risk losing her.❞
┈┈ mistopher | 2022 ++
Pride is something that Bang Chan was forced to put aside in order to satisfy his basic needs. And he'd grown used to it for the year and a half that he'd been living o...
Bella had never witnessed her father's cheeks so red and puffed sheepishly; never seen her outwardly strong and muscly parent blush, so profusely. So she giggled, teasingly, poking at his dimple, eyeing his flustered expressions through her sleep crust. Still in bed, she was, head resting against the pillow, blanket up to her stomach.
"Please do it today... It's been over a week since you've bought the ring already!"
"Keep it down, Belle." Chan hushed with an index finger before his lips, glancing back at the closed door of Bella's bedroom. "I just- I'm nervous, okay? I don't wanna mess up."
"Dad, you'll do fine! He loves you, and you love him, and I really want to call him mum for a change, but I want it to be extra special with your proposal." Bella pouted, asking with her eyes. "What if... you do it today if my team wins the football match...? It'd be the perfect excuse to take us to dinner!"
"Ack, you're right." Chan chuckled, shoulders lifting, looking to the side. "That can work. I really wanna get it over with and show him I'm serious, you know? So yeah, make sure to win that match, Belle." He smiled, ruffling Bella's already messy hair when she sat up, and then kissing her forehead.
"I need a power breakfast to be able to play well!"
"Coming right up, princess," Chan chuckled, shaking his head, skipping out of Bella's beauty-and-the-beast themed bedroom and into the kitchen to meet Hyunjin; already cooking up something for their morning.
Clearing his throat, smiling softly, Chan hugged Hyunjin from the back where he stood before the counter, nuzzling his face into Hyunjin's neck, leaving a wet trail of kisses along the slumped expanse of his shoulder.
"It's been a while," he hummed, breathing in, pulling Hyunjin's busy hands away from the eggs that he was beating so that they could lock eyes, his dimpled smile mirroring Hyunjin's small one. "I never see you when I wake up anymore, even when I need you," Chan pouted with that whispered line, squeezing Hyunjin's hand sensually, before letting go.
Fiddling with the hem of his white T-shirt; over-sized, Chan's, covering the upper section of his thighs, whilst his shorts did the rest, Hyunjin chuckled, blushing, glancing at the floor before locking eyes with his partner again. "I like to get on with breakfast early," Hyunjin shrugged, "But I'd make it up to you, yeah?"
