❛ 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝗇𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋

♡ Intimacy ♡

— Takes place before the tour.
The tense changes a lot so just ignore that, it's almost 5 AM and I haven't slept so I'm really tired, but had this idea and couldn't resist writing it.
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"Ew. You look like shit."

Yeri never missed the cheeky smile which appeared on her boyfriends face as he entered her room. She was sick and Irene, being the mother like lady she was had called Chaehyun to head down to the dorm to look after her when he had some spare time and Chaehyun being the dramatic little shit he is, claimed that she was dying and cleared his entire schedule for the day — much to the dismay of Taeyong and SM.

Yeri smiled back sarcastically, she didn't take it to heart knowing that he didn't mean it in the slightest. Chaehyun always made fun of her, but he also always made sure she knew how beautiful he believed she was.

"So do you."

"Ha, jokes on you. That's impossible."

Oh how she wished she could have his confidence. Chaehyun rolled up his sleeves and headed straight to her bed, pressing the palms of his hands against her shoulders to push her down gently before he slid the covers up to her chin. She whined, but didn't move. Yeri didn't want to admit that his action had caused her comfort.

But Chaehyun saw the small smile on her face as the warmth engulfed her. Her head began to pound and that became apparent when a painful look crossed over her face, washing away the semi smile he had managed to get from her. Sighing, he leaned over and felt her forehead.

"You're hot."

"Thanks."

"Welcome."

Yeri rolled her eyes as he tugged off his hoodie, tossing it to the side and Yeri made a mental note to hide it when he left the room. She liked the smell of him, his hoodies comforted her when he wasn't around – though she would never admit that to him. He wouldn't let her live it down.

"Chaehyunnie! I'm tired," she whined, her fingers curling around his wrist before she tugged at his arm with a pout that almost made his heart burst.

Almost.

It didn't have time to burst because something else had caught his attention. He narrowed his eyes and pulled his arm away, stomping over to the corner. Yeri pressed her lips into a thin line and slid down the bed trying to hide as he turned around to face her with wide, offended eyes.

"Oh you have nerve girl."

There in his hands was his shirt which she had claimed not to have taken. He didn't mind his hoodies but his shirts, his favourite shirt too. It had also been tossed on the floor and Chaehyun was mortified.

"I'm sick. You can't yell at me."

"I bloody well can." That was the most British sentence that had ever left his mouth. "You promised you didn't know where it was. Does my heart mean nothing to you, Kim Yerim? Does it not? You knew how much this shirt—"

"Oppa!"

"Call me that one more time and I swear I will throw your medication out of the window."

"But if you did that then it would take longer to get better meaning you'd have to satisfy yourself for an extra week." His face completely dropped. She'd never really been that forward with him in regards to their 'fun'. She had never used that as a threat and Chaehyun was disgusted.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, you're too pure."

Yeri's mouth opened slightly. That wasn't the answer she had been expecting given Chaehyun's dirty mind, she had at least thought he'd make a comment back but nope , he straight up scolded her. Pouting, she fell back into the mattress with a huff whilst Chaehyun dusted off his shirt.

It was getting more attention than her. Yes, she was jealous of his shirt which she had stolen, but she was sick and he wasn't helping her. Instead, caressing a piece of fabric like it had just agreed to marry him.

He finally placed down the shirt and made his way over to her and she grinned to herself, thinking she was gonna get some cuddles...but nope. He perched on the edge of the bed and just looked at her. He was teasing her, she knew that. He wanted her to ask for his cuddles but she wasn't doing that.

Pushing herself up, she reached her arms out and pulled him back against her by his shoulders. Chaehyun giggled turning around, he buried his face in the crook of her neck as she ran her hand up and down his chest. Anyone would think he was the sick one, but she didn't mind. She enjoyed any form of physical contact with Chaehyun.

She shivered when he littered a few kisses in one spot before letting out a sigh, his breath ticking her skin. The two didn't have many moments together which involved intimacy going further than a hug or a hand hold, but when they did, Yeri cherished those moments. Chaehyun wasn't a typically clingy person with anyone besides Lucas and Chenle, so it didn't happen often. 

He showed his affection in the little things he does and that's enough for Yeri. She didn't need the pet names, the constant I love you's, she didn't need to be cuddling him 24/7 to know that his feelings were genuine, because he made sure she knew in his own subtle ways.

"Yeri." She hummed in response. "Go take a shower you reek of sweat."

So romantic.

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I don't know who I ship more, Chaehyun with Yeri, Lucas or himself.

There's probably gonna be a lot of mistakes, I'm extremely tired and shit. But I hope you enjoyed. This wasn't proofread.

Thank you so much for reading, your support means everything.

You are appreciated 💓

- Blue x