Straykids 9th member || (female reader)

insomnia

It was late at night and you couldn't sleep.

Tossing and turning in your bed, looking up at the ceiling of your room and letting your thoughts run wild, you gave up hope of falling asleep as you got up from your bed to get a glass of water, feeling thirsty.

You got out of your room, carefully closing your bedroom door behind you. The whole dorm fell silent as everyone else was asleep. It's rare to get this much silence, you jokingly thought to yourself as you walked down the hallway. The other members were always so loud and energetic; it's almost strange to not hear a sound.

You stopped in your tracks when you heard faint music playing. You followed the sound of the melody leading to a door barely open, letting the light inside the room shine in the hallway. Curiosity taking over you, you peeked through to see who was still awake.

There you saw Bang Chan, sitting at his desk. He was working on his laptop. Probably composing music, you concluded as he was looking for what seemed as the right instruments for his song. He looked so concentrated, yet so adorable; his fluffy dark hair and his bare face made you unconsciously smile to yourself.

"You alright?" Chan's voice pulled you out of your thoughts as you realized he was now looking at you. You staggered your voice as you tried to speak, feeling embarrassed. He giggled at your action. "Can't sleep?" You shook your head as he laid back in his chair. "Me neither. I can't find the right sound for this..." He took a sharp breath in. "I think I'll have to stay up tonight as well."

"Can I help?" He looked up at you, eyes widened by your proposition. "I mean..." he started. "I don't think there's much to do, but you can stay here if you like." You nodded. "Then, come over here" he exclaimed, signalling to his lap. You stood there for a second, then hesitantly made your way to him and sat on his lap.

He knows about your insomnia and this is the only way he could think of at that time.

"You're so cute," Chan barely whispered as he adjusted you and himself so you could both be comfortable. "Comfy?" he asked. You hummed in response as he smiled to himself then got back to composing, occasionally rubbing your back.

A few moments passed and you were starting to feel sleepy; leaning into Chan, you closed your eyes, the soft music he was playing lulling you to sleep.

"What do you think about this?" Chan played the snippet of what he composed. As no response was heard, he looked down and smiled to himself at the sight of you asleep. He kissed the top of your head as he dimmed the lights a little and held you closer to his chest.

"Goodnight, love."

(Omo Chan loves her ...your a/u is about to die)