stray kids one shots ✨🌹✨

chan; workaholic

i opened the door and found an extremely stressed chan.
sitting in his chair, he moved from side to side, shaking with this right leg and groaning just right when i entered his studio.
"hey babe, you okay?"
chan turned around and smiled a bit as he saw me.
"not really, y/n"

"i brought something to drink, pineapple juice. hehe"
i handed the milk from his favourite brand to him as he smiled in awe.
"you really know how to lift my mood, don't you?" chan chuckled tiredly and pulled me into his lap, opening the package and drinking some of it before he offered me some. i nipped on the straw, glancing at the screen.

"seems like you're getting further on the song, chan."
"yeah, it's probably gonna be a b-side track for a new album coming up next year or so. it's a new kind of style but still sounds like stray kids.
i made some big changes on this track after jyp commented many bad things earlier...but i don't think it's enough", and chan grabbed the headphones and continued producing.
"that's why you're so stressed, honey...", i say as i played with his soft hair.
"but hey.", he stopped working and rolled a meter away from the computer with me.
"enough about me, more about you, y/n.
what did my babygirl do on this wonderful day?"
"me? i went to university and had some classes, eventually...no. doesn't matter, haha-"
"it does, tell me."
"it's really nothing, cha-"

"but i wanna know it. i love it when you talk and especially tell stories. it's soothing to hear your calm voice and i'm interested, even though it might not sound like that."
he's really something.
but important is, he is my something.