Blueberry Muffins // Bang Chan x female identifying reader (read description!!)

Chapter 42 - Weak on the knees

 The light seeps into the room through the window, making my eyes flutter open. I stretch out my arms, feeling the bedsheets embrace my naked body as I still feel it weak from the previous night. I grin.

 But when I try to move my legs, I find it extremely difficult, grunting in surprise when I feel them tremble. I sit up, only aiding myself with my arms, feeling a lack of control over my lower body. I pause, feeling the soreness weigh on my legs, chuckling when I remember why they feel that way.

 I recall my request from last night, and how Chan understood it. He managed to not hurt me, like some would, and give me his all, making me feel the intensity and call it pleasure. I smile, giggling when I allow myself to replay everything over again in my mind.

 But I feel a lack of presence in my bed. I look over at the other side of my bed and find it empty, but the pillow and sheets are still warm and dented. I look at the door, noticing that it's not fully closed. I call out for Chan.

"Channie?" My voice sounds hoarse and tired.

 I hear no answer, only his steps as he skips towards the room, slamming the door open and beaming a smile when he sees me. He had put on his pants, but everything else remained uncovered.

"Hey, babygirl" He smirks, crawling over me, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Good morning" I tense up my shoulders, smiling as I feel my face heat up.

"How do you feel?" He presses his crotch agaist mine, sending goosebumps over my body.

"I feel great," I run my fingers through his hair "but I have a feeling that I am not going to be able to use my legs for a while."

 Chan pauses, places his hand on my thigh and feels it twitch and tremble, chuckling as he hides his face in my neck, surely embarassed.

"I'm sorry" He giggles, muffled by my skin.

"It's okay," I play with his hair "I kind of... like it."

"Really?" He giggles.

"Yeah, because I know who did it, and I like him very much."

 He lifts up his face, smiling as his gaze dives into mine.

"You do?"

 I nod, bitting my bottom lip. I let it go when Chan's thumb reaches for it, brushing it gently. He caresses it gently, staring at it peacefully and attentively.

"God, you're beautiful."

 I smile widely, not being able to contain all the happiness inside me. Chan holds the side of my face, caressing it softly as he leans into a delicate kiss. His warm lips wet mine, kissing me leisurely, savouring me. When he slowly parts our lips, I stroke his face fondly, letting out a sigh.

"Why were you out of bed?"

"I wanted to make you breakfast, but you woke up before I could start." 

"Really?" My lips grow a smile.

"Mh-hm" He closes his eyes as he relishes my touch.

"I would get dressed and make breakfast with you, but I can barely move." I giggle.

 Chan opens his eyes and smirks playfully as he sits up.

"Want me to help you?" His eyes sparkle gleefully.

"I'd be very pleased if you did" I smile to him.

 He gets off the bed, walking over to my closet, opening the dors and pulling out the drawers. He pulls out some clean underwear, socks and sweatpants and throws them onto the bed. Chan closes the drawers and looks at the hanged clothes, smiling when he finds his hoodie there. He pulls it out and throws it next to the other items.

He walks back to the bed, picking up the underwear and lifting my legs delicately as he slid piece of clothing on. He gently put on the socks on each foot, caressing me with one hand while he reaches for the pants with the other. He puts on the pants on my legs, grabbing the hoodie next. I giggle.

"I can put the hoodie on myself."

"I've gone this far, why shouldn't I do it?"

I roll my eyes and let him continue. He pops my head through the neckhole and slides my arms down the sleeves, pulling the rest of the hoodie down, covering my waist. I smile.

"God, my legs are sore."

"Want a massage?"

"Yes, please. That might help."

He strokes my thigh and then he rubs certain spots with his thumbs, massaging it calmly but thoroughly, gradually going down to my foot, rotating it slowly. When he's done with it, he rests my foot on his lap, moving onto the other leg, doing the same thing. I groan, feeling his touch relieve me.

"Oh, that feels good."

"It does?" He giggles.

"Oh, yeah."

He lays a kiss on my thigh when he finishes, holding my hands.

"There, that'll do it."

"Thank you" I sigh, caressing his hands.

"Anytime" His kind smile warms me up inside "Do you want help getting up?"

I nod, tightening ny grip on Chan's hands. He pulls me up and pushes my legs off the bed, and I manage to stand. We start walking to the kitchen as I balance myself, holding Channie's hand as aid. He threw his arm around me and hugs me sideways, smiling as his eyes couldn't look away. I look up at him while wrapping my arm around his waist.

"Hey, there."

"Hi" He smiles nervously.

"You still get nervous around me?"

"I'll always have weak knees around you."

I giggle "Me too, but literally."

Me and Chan laugh together, holding onto each other. When we get to the kitchen, Chan lifts me up and sits me down on the counter and smiles as he then proceeds to open the pantry, preparing to make breakfast.