Wolf Prince and Liar Princess [BANG CHAN FF] ✔️

23. Getting ready for Los Angeles

- July 5th (night), Monday, Las Vegas -

On their way back to the hotel and after eating the packed sandwiches, not realizing it herself, Jia fell asleep on Bang Chan's shoulder.

She was still wrapped in the warm blanket and Chan pulled the roof of the convertible up, both of those creating warmth which made Jia sleepy.

Stray Kids' songs were still coming from the car's speakers but with the volume increasingly lowered. Bang Chan was driving the car at a proper speed, which lulled Jia to sleep. He was smiling the whole time, enjoying the weight of her head on his shoulder and the warmth that filled his chest.

It was around 9 PM when the long light blue car stopped in front of the hotel's entrance, attracting attention. The guests there watched as Bang Chan slowly slid out of the car, carrying a sleeping young woman wrapped in a thick brown blanket in his arms. Two of the masked SKZ bodyguards were there to protect and escort Chan and Jia to their room. Bang Chan quietly thanked the men when one helped and unlocked their room, leaving the two right after.

Soft lights from the desk and nightstands lit up the quiet room. Bang Chan slowly laid Jia on the bed but she still felt his body getting separated from hers, so she grumbled in her sleep, turning to the side and that way trapping Chan's arms underneath her.

"Stay..." she whispered in English, pulling her knees up in a fetal position.

Chan chuckled softly, "Why are you calling our fans at this moment?"

Jia smiled, her eyes still closed, and moved her body closer to Chan. He was still wearing his dusty combat boots and clothes but he lay next to her, letting Jia nuzzle in his chest.

"Princess Jia..." he slowly whispered in her ear and she shriveled more, "Get a good sleep, my love, you've worked hard today," he joked, kissing the top of her head.

"Sleep next to me, please," she murmured.

Bang Chan kissed her head again, continuing to whisper as she relaxed in his arms, "I will sleep next to you tonight and every other night, love, don't worry," Chan noticed Jia taking a deep breath so he quietly sang Changbin and Felix's song from SKZ RECORD which he personally arranged but composed it together with Changbin.

He didn't know why he thought about it but that song seemed perfect for his state of mind and feelings. Verse after verse, Bang Chan continued whispering sweet lyrics written by his friends, and by the end when he recited Felix's English part, Jia was sound asleep and Chan had a lump in his throat...

He carefully slid his arms away from her, holding back the tears he didn't expect to form in his eyes in the first place. What is this feeling? Why does his chest hurt? Why are the memories of her roaming around his mind? Why are the last night, their first time, and Jia's loving gaze and sweet words glued to his memory? And why were the movie night in Atlanta, their "first" kiss that night, and their fight in Miami specifically replaying in his mind???

Bang Chan shook his head, changed into more comfortable clothes, and ran down to the hotel gym. His mind would always become clearer and his body relaxed after intense training. And since he was into boxing lately, Chan immediately searched for his personal trainer to spar with, taking off his shirt and putting on gloves even before the taller male arrived. He ignored Changbin and Lee Know who were also at the gym, doing their regular workout routines, and just focused on releasing stress and unwanted questions from his mind.

...

- July 6th, Tuesday, Las Vegas -

The warm sun rays on her legs, the softness of the pillow under her head, the sound of the steady breathing of the man lying behind her, and the weight of his arm on her waist slowly entered her consciousness. Jia took a deep breath and carefully stretched, not wanting to wake up the tired handsome man. She smiled and turned to face him, staring at his calm sleeping face, the one she loved admiring the most, clean, gentle, and without makeup. Jia slowly reached with her hand and entwined her index finger with a single curl from Bang Chan's fringe. She had noticed that he was lying shirtless, wearing only wide black cotton shorts, but her focus wasn't on his chest, but on his natural hair, face, and parted full lips. She giggled at the warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach, coming closer to him and entwining her legs with his.