Songs [BANG CHAN ONE-SHOTS]

0325 🧨

A/N: basically crack and humor with some added fluff and cuteness

Written in 1st person POV

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I stretch and nuzzle into my soft and warm pillow. I have a day off today and it's a perfect opportunity for me to sleep in late. But my brain doesn't agree...

As it is futile to go back to sleep, I stretch again and yawn, opening my eyes to a rather sunny day peeking through my bedroom's curtains.

Taking my phone, I see that it's almost 11 AM.

March 25th, 2025... what a perfect day to be free of all human responsibilities.

A grin stretches on my face as I snuggled in my bed, opening my clock app. SKZ are in Chile and it's early morning there so I won't bother them with any congratulatory messages.

Instead, I open Bubble where their voice messages await me. Each brings tears to my eyes at how genuine, grateful, and happy these boys are to have spent these seven years with their fans. As Chan said, seven is a good/lucky number so I too wish them all the luck in the upcoming years.

Next, I to other apps to watch, read, and repost STAY tweets, edits, and messages to see that the fans are as equally grateful and happy for the boys' existence, their hard work, and passion for music. Some of those edits and messages make me emotional but I sniffle away the tears and go to messaging app.

My plan is to send a quick one in the groupchat but seeing the green dot by Chan's icon, I tap and open our chat.

Oh, right!

I distinctly remember that being on the Mixtape's timetable.