Chan always thought the Spanish language was sexy. When he first met you he was drawn to the way your accent was so thick and the pretty face that came with it. Not too long after he had to have you so working up the courage he asked you on a date. Months have passed and you both grew fonder of each other and wanted to be together all the time.
"Christopher ven a comer" you yelled for him from the kitchen.
"What I heard my name" he stumbles into the kitchen with his phone in his hand.
"Comida is done" you break out your Spanglish making hand gestures asking him who he is on the phone with and pointing to the plates with food on the table.
"Oh hey mom say hi to your future daughter in law" he puts the phone up to your face as you wave into the camera.
"Hola mama bang! Don't listen to him he's loco we are still getting to know each other." You playfully push him as she starts giggling. Chan says his goodbyes and sits next to you at the table.
"Can you teach me Spanish? I can understand your Spanglish but I wanna be able to speak to your side of the family." You nod putting your fork down and centering your attention on him. "What do you want to learn?" You ask taking a sip of your drink.
"I don't know anything." You think about it a second then smirk.
"Okay um... tus labios son me addiction" you chuckle as he repeats.
"What does that mean?" He finally asks leaning in closer to you.
"Your lips are my addiction" he smirks taking your chin in the palm of his hand.
"That couldn't be more true" he leans in kissing you gently slowly turning more passionate.
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Changbin -
Years of dating came with a few different perks that other couples didn't get. Both of you are now pretty good at 3 languages due to being together so long. Changbin taught you Korean and you taught him Spanish having English as a common ground when things got sticky. But the more time you spent together the more Changbin favored speaking in Spanish than he did Korean or English which you thought was odd at first.
"Mi Amor voy pal gym! Quieres venir conmigo?" He yells through the apartment. You pop out from the bathroom braiding your hair back.
"I would love to go to the gym with you but I'm still in the middle of braiding do you have a few seconds?" He nods and walks into the bathroom sitting on the lid of the toilet to look at you.
"I have a question to ask you" you continue braiding as he stares up at you lovingly.
"Que pasa mi amor?" You smile at the pouty face he's giving you.
"Why do you prefer Spanish to English or Korean? I know all 3 now!" He sat there thinking for a few seconds before responding.
"When you were teaching me Spanish I had an easier time learning due to how everything is structured already. English is hard and grammatically weird. Spanish was a bit easier so it's easier and faster for my brain to translate. Is it a problem I can stop it." You shake your head and lean down to peck his lips as you tie the tip of the braid.
"No baby I just wanted to know. No hay problema estoy lista vamos al gym?" He bites his bottom lip taking your hand in his and pinning you to the door kissing you deeply
"El gym puede esperar hasta más tarde. Ahora te quiero comer" he says pulling you out and down the hall.
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(A/N: Sorry about my horrible Spanish grammar. My Puerto Rican Ancestors can scold me later and my mom and dad can scold me later as well. To be fair... Speaking/ Translating and reading is a whole different ball game than writing the language.)
