Straykids 9th member || female reader || requested

Dorm

Tyla was cooking dinner in the dorm, her hair tied up in a messy bun. Chan walked in, his eyes locking onto hers. "Need help?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Tyla's heart skipped a beat as he approached her. "No, I've got it," she said, but Chan started helping anyway. Their hands touched, and Tyla felt a spark of electricity.

As they cooked together, Chan stood close to her, his arm brushing against hers. Tyla couldn't help but notice the way he smelled, a mix of soap and cologne.

Chan teased her, "Your cooking is almost as beautiful as you are." Tyla's cheeks flushed, and she looked away, trying to hide her smile.

The other members came into the kitchen, but Tyla barely noticed. She was lost in the moment, with Chan by her side. As they finished cooking, Chan turned to her and said, "You know, I'm really glad I got to help you tonight."

Tyla's heart fluttered. "Me too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Chan smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and Tyla knew she was falling for him.