oneshots for stray kids!! started: march 4th, 2023. finished: january 14th, 2024.. includes: fluff, maybe angst(?), all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling & grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real stray kids or their perso...
╔══════════════════╗ SEO CHANGBIN ✎ v. let me kiss it better ╚══════════════════╝
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You were sitting on one of the bleachers, waiting in anticipation as Changbin walked up to the base to bat. His team was up, and if he played this right, they would win the game. Half of the audience was rooting for Changbin just like you, watching carefully as the pitcher prepared to throw the ball.
With his leg lifted up, he pitched the ball and you watched as it soared through the air, right towards where Changbin was standing preparing to bat. You could practically see his eyes focus on the ball like a predator focuses on its prey. With one strong (and very accurate) swing of the bat, the baseball went flying across the field, and Changbin ran through the bases with ease.
Even before he had reached home base, the audience erupted in cheers, knowing he would have more than enough time to get there given how far the ball went.
You were so excited, cheering as loudly as you could so that maybe Changbin would be able to distinguish your voice from the rest of the shouting. You were so focused on watching him as he finally made it to the home base that you didn't see the baseball rushing towards you. Neither did you hear the, "watch out!" that someone next to you had shouted last minute.
But you felt the impact of the ball right on your forehead, and the subsequent pain that followed. You weren't even sure how you managed to get hit. The game was over, and you were standing to the sides— you shouldn't have been in the line of danger in any way.
But unluckily for you, some jerk on the other team was a sore loser. You had looked down to the field again, seeing as a boy on the other team watched you get hit with a smirk on his ugly face. He had thrown the ball at you on purpose - because you were Changbin's girlfriend.
Luckily, he had just thrown it with his hands. If it had been with the bat, the injury would've probably been worse. It definitely wasn't going to give you brain damage or anything, but it hurt like hell either way.
You stumbled down the bleachers and back to the hallway by the changing rooms to find your boyfriend. He would probably be there shortly, and maybe he would know what to do with a baseball to the head. Tears were pricking at your eyes from the pain, but you were trying to hold them back.
8 minutes later, you heard the excited chatter that followed the team after every win. Your boyfriend was in the front of the group, wearing a bright smile at his win, yet again. As they walked into the hallway, he noticed you sitting on the bench immediately and rushed over to you, excusing himself from the rest of the team who went into the changing rooms.
"We won again!" He cheered happily, and that's when the tears burst through. You went to hug him, and while he was confused as to why you were crying, he hugged you back for a moment.
"Hey..." He pulled back, tilting up your chin gently so you were looking at him and he could see your face. "Are... are those good tears or bad tears?" Concern was laced in his tone, and a gentle expression covered his features, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at the shiny tears on your cheeks.
"Bad." You managed to mumble out, wincing at the pain.
"What happened?" He asked softly.
"I just got hit with a baseball, you know. Nothing much..." You wiped your tears from your cheeks, looking down at your shoes awkwardly.
"What!? You got hit with a ball?! Where!? How hard did it hit you-" He placed his hands on your shoulders, eyes searching over your figure to try to find where the ball had hit you.
"I got hit in the forehead." You pointed to the left side of your forehead, "My head's been hurting like crazy, but I don't think I was hit as hard as I could've been." You reasoned, letting Changbin inspect your forehead carefully.
"Let's go get some ice, it'll help with future swelling." He said quickly, standing up and holding out his hand.
"Will it swell?! Does that mean I'm gonna have an ugly bump on my forehead?" You asked in disgust.
He giggled, "Well not if we go get some ice, come on babe." You took his hand, following him to the nurse's office in the school to get ice and paper towels.
Once you had obtained it, Changbin led you out to the stairs at the side of the school, sitting down with you. It was a pleasant day, so it would be a shame to stay indoors.
"We should go on a date this weekend." He said, smiling cheekily.
"Not if I have a bump on my head."
"I still want to take you somewhere, even if you have a bump on your head, you'll still look pretty." He told you.
"You're such a flirt." You teased, pressing the ice to your forehead carefully.
"Are you still in pain?" Changbin asked after a moment of silence, moving your hand with the ice to look at the spot again.
"A little bit." You pouted, looking at him with dazzling eyes - his favourite feature on you. It melted his heart whenever you gave him that look. No matter how many times, it still worked on him.
"Let me kiss it better." He compromised, pulling you closer and pressing a feather-light kiss to your forehead. "I love you." He whispered to you, making you smile and look back at him.
"I love you too." You pressed your lips to his softly, getting lost in a kiss and forgetting about the pain.
