I WILL PUT THEM ON RN. I Love You Too Bby :(( Pls I'm Begging Take My Ability To Walk. I'm Actually Begging

Happy birthday bb!! I hope this day brings you so much happiness 🫶🏻🫶🏻 love you <3

YOURE SO CUTE THANK YOU BABYYYYY🥹💞

I love you too <3



That’s my cake hehe🙃

taking a bath together would really help. (please baby. i'm begging. literally starting the bath rn get in)

HEY don't leave me hanging tell me how else you could make me feel better :(((

- 🫧 anon

I could kiss you for hours / make out :)

I could make you yummy food

I could give you a massage to make you relax

I could complement you and kiss you after each compliment:)

I could snuggle with you under a fluffy blanket

IM RIGHT HERE SPREAD DEM LEGS‼️‼️

also new theme teehee i love it 🤭 and you <33

- 🫧

🫡 *spreads legs* teheh

Imagine if you just came and are out of breath hiding your face in his neck and he pulls your head back making sure you’re looking at him and only him and then he tilts his head and grins at you “did you like that pretty baby?” and all you can do is nod while Changbin just looks at you with heart eyes when he suddenly pulls you forwards on his lap making you realise how hard he is all while Changbin just looks at you. “you will help my with my problem now right my pretty baby?”

Quick Changbin thought ::

Imagine sitting on changbins lap in the studio, kissing his pretty neck and complementing him in between for example telling him how handsome he looks and things like that. Imagine getting needy while he works so you try to move on his lap but he just holds your hips and tells you to behave :(

Kkskfkskdksno cuz imagine him with his fluffy poodle hair and lenseless specs on him while he wears his most comfy hoodie skfkdkfkdkdn kiss marks decorate his tan skin with your lipstick/lip gloss and him just being a giggly boy, hands holding unto your sides. And when you get needy enough he lets you use him to grind against him, maybe even ride his thigh until you cum. Best believe he's gonna be guiding your every movement, helping you grind against him while complimenting you this time, telling you how much of a good girl you are, looking so pretty grinding against him, so so needy and all for him skvkkdvmmxvmkgvkxm

hello love, from the prompt list can I choose 2 and 54 for Bang Chan??

You will find It now in my Stray Kids Masterlist Angel~💜

Thank you for your Request Cutie~💕

𖥻𖥻 - attention !!

pairing - professor!bangchan x student!reader

genre - fluff, smut minors, dni.

contents - reader is referred to as she/her, explicit language, pet names [pretty, baby, doll, princess, sweetheart] mutual pining, power imbalance [not explicitly written], age gap [5 years, everyone is of age!]

wc - 2.6k + 2 screenshots

warnings - female anatomy, fingering [f. receiving], oral [f. receiving], piv, protected sex, breeding kink if you squint, also a slight corruption kink, reader calls bang chan; mr. bang, chris, & sir [i think that's all???]

notes - this is extremely self indulgent (and my first time writing smut) don't mind me :D btw i don't condone this irl! this is purely fantasy. undercase is intentional. not proof read

chris tried to keep his staring to a minimum, but it was extremely difficult. you decided to come to class in a short, flowy skirt and a matching blouse that showed your cleavage off just enough to still be appropriate for uni. your goal today was to finally make a move on mr. bang, your professor. you waited until a friday rolled around so in case things didn’t go your way, you wouldn’t have to deal with the embarrassment of seeing him the next day.

you two have always had an obvious attraction to each other. not obvious enough to draw attention, but more than obvious to each other. you’d come into class early just to have a small chat with him before the lecture started. he’d seem to enjoy your company; always happy and open when you two were alone and he would leave his classroom door cracked so you would know you’re welcome in. you’ve developed a crush on him to say the least, exiting his class with a fluttering heart and sodden panties just from your casual conversations.

twelve minutes. just twelve minutes until your peers begin to pour out of the lecture hall and you'd be all alone with chris. your heart is pounding, nerves and excitement flooding your veins. you occupy yourself with your phone so time seems to pass quicker. your confidence dissipates as the minutes count down but you decide to stick to your plan. you pull your phone out to open the group chat with your closest friends to help calm your nerves.

before you get the chance to respond, you hear chris dismissing the class. people get up at their own paces, tidying their space up before leaving. you watch as each of your peers leave one by one. you pretend to busy yourself with packing to not look suspicious to chris or your fellow classmates. you watch as the last person exits the lecture hall and silence fills the now practically empty room. you grab your black tote bag and stand, shakily walking over to chris's desk.

"good afternoon, mr. bang" you say shyly, unsure if your presence is currently welcome or not.

"good afternoon y/n." chris says with a smile. "you know you can call me chris, right?"

"y-yes, yes i know. i'm just. i don't know. nervous, i guess?" chris looks at you with a small head tilt, slightly confused and concerned by your nerves. he watches as you place your tote on the floor and rest against his desk.

"nervous? do you know why?" he asks looking up at you. your heart clenches at his words, not exactly knowing how to respond. you think and begin to realise feigning confidence is the best way to go about this.

"because of you" you say, not exactly sure how he'd react. you see one of his eyebrows raise for a second but he regains his composure.

"me? why? oh shit, i didn't do anything to make you uncomfortable, did i?" he asks as he gets up from his chair and stands in front of you, concern overtaking his features.

"no! no no, you didn't, it's just.. okay." you say before taking in and releasing a deep breath "so. i just wanted to know if… you were single?" you ask as you look up into his questioning eyes. the inquiry seems to calm his nerves as concern leaves his face and is replaced by a soft smile.

"why? who's asking, hmm?" he hums as he inches towards you.

"chris, don't tease okay?" you whine with a pout, but his answer seems to lean towards him being single.

"oh i'm not teasing, just curious. would the person asking happen to be the pretty girl standing in front of me?" he asks, his confidence growing when he notices how you react to his words; face flushed and cheeks tinted red as you nibble on your bottom lip.

"yes, i'm asking" you look away as he seems to be getting closer and closer, his cologne beginning to waft towards you. he chuckles deeply as he takes his hand and places it on your waist softly, giving you an option to push him away.

"and why are you asking?" chris asks looking down at you "is it maybe because… you want me y/n?" you look back up into his darkening eyes and nod slowly. his touch sets you ablaze and his gaze melts you from your heart to your core. "oh, so is that why you dressed so pretty today? trying to get my attention, baby?" you nod and this gives chris the green light to continue his teasing, his hand now softly gripping your waist as his unoccupied one reaches up to gently take your chin between his index finger and thumb, tilting your face up when you take a moment to respond to him. "i asked you a question, pretty"

"yes, you're why i dressed up. wanted your attention" your voice already seems to be softer than usual and chris takes note of that.

"but you already had it, baby. you just needed to ask" chris speaks softly as he searches deep into your eyes, already seeing how they're hazy and clouded with lust.

"can i kiss you, doll?" chris whispers, your faces mere inches apart. you whimper and nod rapidly, eliciting a deep chuckle out of chris before he closes the gap between you two. his kiss is so soft and tender, it makes your head spin. you bring your hands up to wrap around his shoulders as the kiss deepens slowly, the action causing your chests to press together.

"chris" your voice trails off into a breathy moan as chris deepens the kiss, his hands exploring the curves of your body with hungry desire. you feel his lips trail down from yours to your neck, igniting a trail of fire wherever they touch. with each kiss and caress, your inhibitions melt away, replaced by a primal need for him. small whines leave your slightly parted lips as he begins to suck small marks into the smooth skin of your heated neck. your hands thread into his hair and give a slight tug, eliciting a soft, muffled moan from him.

chris’s hands roam lower, teasing the hem of your skirt before sliding underneath, sending shivers up your spine. you gasp as his fingers dance along the sensitive skin of your upper thighs, slowly inching closer to your aching core.

"chris," you whisper again, this time with a hint of urgency, your fingers continuing to tangle in his hair as you pull him closer. his name coming from your lips in such a desperate manner only makes him crave you more. you plea for more of him, the passion that simmers between the two of you growing.

he responds with a low groan of his own, his desire mirroring yours as he lifts you by your hips and spins you two around, setting you on the cool surface, making you keen as it hits your heated skin. with a hunger that borders on desperation, you arch into him as he slots himself between your thighs. your clothed cores press together softly causing you both to groan suddenly. you feel him against you, his thick length pressing into your clothed cunt and it drives you to start begging, needing more and more of him by the second.

“chris, chris please. i want you so bad, please. can you please take me, sir?” you say in a soft, sweet voice as he rises from your neck to look down into your almost teary eyes. your words cause him to stifle groan but nod all the less. he pulls you into a deep kiss before responding.

“yeah pretty? you want me to fuck you right here? on my desk?” chan asks with a grunt, his voice causing you to cant your hips into his. he pulls you into another kiss, his hand caressing the back of your neck. “let’s. my office. we can’t stay here.” chris grunts between heated kisses. you simply nod, not wanting your lips to part. he pulls away and plants one last peck before lifting you by your hips again and placing you on wobbly legs back onto the floor.

"yes, yes we can. that was your last class today. j-just lock the door, please sir. i need you so bad" you whine out, hands still tangled in his hair as he leans down to suck a dark mark into your neck. he hums against you, pulling away to quickly make sure his door is locked. he makes his way back to you, watching as you take it upon yourself to pull your shirt off. you, sitting pretty on his desk, wearing nothing but that slutty skirt and a black, lace bralette flips a switch in him.

"god, you're pretty" chris says, his hands now gripping your hips as you lean up to wrap your arms around his neck. he leans down to kiss you again, this time softer and more sensual and you can't help but keen into it, lightly scratching his scalp. the kiss quickly heats up again, both of you rutting against each other as you moan into the now sloppy kiss.

"need to taste you baby" chris groans against your lips, pulling away from the kiss to peck his way down your neck and chest, stopping at your breasts. you both groan as he licks your bud through the thin fabric of your bralette and brings his hand up to cradle your other breast, massaging your nipple through the fabric. you moan and throw your head back at the feeling.

"m-more.. please give me more, chris" you whimper out, feeling him give in and kiss his way down to your skirt, going past it and kissing up your thighs before bringing them to rest over his shoulders. he kisses your clit through your sodden panties, scooting back slightly so he's able to tear them off your body in one swift motion. he stares at your drooling cunt, his mouth practically watering before he dives in.

"oh- oh god-" you whine, cutting yourself off with sharp gasps as he laves at your pussy. you tangle your fingers in his hair again, tugging each time he hits the perfect pace. he groans into your cunt, continuing to lap it you as he brings one hand up, caressing your folds before slipping his finger in. you can't help but clench around him, his finger setting a quick, deep pace. his other hand comes up to play with your breast again, rubbing his thumb over the bud while you writhe and buck your hips into his face.

"chris- ngghhh chris i'm close" you say softly, making sure to keep the volume of your moans low. he hums into your cunt, adding another finger and lapping rhythmically at your clit as he looks up past the hem of your skirt to stare straight into your sultry eyes. his look alone sends you over the edge, his ministrations slowing but still guiding you through your orgasm as your moans come to a halt. you gasp and your thighs shake around his head while he moans into your cunt, white hot waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

chris stands back up after your aftershocks clam down and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "my god, you're divine princess" he whispers before crashing his mouth into yours, your mouth already open from the silent cries you've been letting out. you moan into the kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. you hear the sound of chris unbuckling his belt, pushing his slacks down before breaking the kiss. you look down to see him polishing his fucking thick cock and moan at the sight. "can i fuck you, sweetheart?" he asks, you gaze shooting back up to his face at his words

"yes, yes please chris. need you to fuck me, p-please" you beg, desperation apparent. he chuckles, reaching into his briefcase pocket to pull out a condom.

"no need to beg, baby. i want this just as much as you" he says softly, moving to kiss you gently before pulling away to ask "can you stand, baby? want you bent over the desk, yeah?" you nod with a small smile, lifting yourself off of his desk to lean over it, wiggling your hips back to entice him. he hums before carefully ripping the condom open and smoothing it down his cock. you look over your shoulder, eyes wide at the sheer size of him and he chuckles again. he moves his hand to play with the hem of your skirt before asking “can we keep this on baby? wanna fuck you in your pretty skirt.” you nod, muttering a soft 'yes' and feel him hiking it up slightly. "so pretty" he softly mutters.

"'s big" you say dumbly, feeling him line his tip up with your entrance. you look back up into his eyes, grasping the edges of his desk as he slowly pushes into you. your eyes screw shut at the intrusion, the stretch delicious as a soft moan falls from your lips. chris isn't faring any better, his eyes rolling back as he bottoms out, letting out a rough groan. "fuck-" you whimper

"s big baby?" he mocks "aww poor thing. i know you can take it, can’t you?" he asks, his voice gravely from arousal. he tentatively grinds his hips into yours, both of you making soft noises at the feeling. "tight fuckin' cunt, princess." chris groans out before leaning over your back, placing soft kisses on your shoulder as his hips pick up the pace rapidly. your eyes roll back at the pounding you receive, the only sounds in his lecture hall being sinful moans and skin slapping together. he groans into the crook of your neck before lifting himself back up, his hands grasping your hips before he uses the leverage to fuck you back onto his cock.

"fuck, chris" you softly moan out, trying your best to keep your voice down. he pistons into you with earnest, his grunts and pants going straight to your core. you subconsciously clench around him, his pace faltering for a moment.

"baby, you can't do that. i'll cum too early if you keep tightening your pretty pussy" he groans, leaning slightly over you and placing a hand on your lower back to arch it slightly more. he stares down at the view of your cunt swallowing his length and knows he won't last. he leans back down over you, bringing a hand down to massage your clit. you moan out again, trying your best not to cry out at the feeling.

"chris! please, please i'm so close" you beg, unsure what you're even begging for. he grunts and doubles his efforts, both of your bodies almost slick with sweat.

"that's it baby, need you to cum all over my cock, yeah? make your cunt all sloppy for me. make a fuckin' mess" chris groans out against the back of your neck. his words push you over the edge, you slapping a hand over your mouth as you milk his cock. "gonna cum. gonna keep your pretty pussy full of me for fuckin' weeks" you hear chris practically growling behind you but can't make out his words, pure bliss shutting your brain off. you feel his thrusts get sloppier and he groans before trusting one, two, three times, stilling and groaning as he spills his load into the condom. he collapses behind you, slightly crushing you with his weight as he peppers soft, sweet kisses across your back and down your spine. "so so good, baby. you did so good for me"

"c-chris" you groan out "can't. breathe." you hear him chuckle behind you, muttering a quick apology before standing up and slowly sliding his softening cock out of your spent core. you both moan softly at the feeling. he holds the condom at the base while he slides it off, tying it off and throwing it in the bin under his desk. "so... guess you're glad i got your attention?"

notes - did i end this with a corny line? yes i did 🙂‍↕️ thank you to anyone who reads! like i’ve said, feedback is appreciated! positive or negative. if i can improve in any way i’d love to know! tysm for reading again ^^

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EXCUSE ME @ddyskz HOW DARE YOU TO DO THIS TO ME. AS IF I’M NOT ALREADY DELULU FOR THIS MAN 🫠🫠🫠 brb screaming in my pillow for the next hours…

Apologies if this sounds aggressive but,

PLEASE can I request big dick!Chan with a MASSIVE breeding and bulge kink. I cannot and will not live.

I got way too into this prompt🫠🫠thank you for this holy fuck warnings:18+mdni, lots of "tiny cunt talk", chan is borderline aggressive, primal talk, breeding, talk of pregnancy belly, he loves her womb etc, hairpulling, unprotected sex and creampie obv

wc: 1.8k

Smut below the cut!!

You notice him biting his nails and fidgeting, hard. His black jeans are strained against his frame, his black t shirt threatening to rip at the biceps from how he's contracting and flexing.

"Channie? What's wrong?" you say, letting your eyes lock onto his. He's staring into space, his knee bouncing a little faster with each breathe he lets out of his curled mouth.

He stands abruptly, like the seat has suddenly gotten hot and he's gathered that energy to stride over to you. As he's now vertical, his zipper has already come undone one third of the way down from his cock fighting to get out.

You gulp thinking of his thick veins pulsing behind those jeans, his tip angry and red. It's not an odd occurrence for his lust to conflate with his primal need to own you.

You watch him intently as he targets you with his narrowed eyes. He's huffing out air, his ears blood red - he's looking like he's going to explode.

"I need to breed you. Now." It comes out in a growl as his hands tuck into little fists; not like he's mad, but like he's so close to letting go any self-control he has.

"Channie we're just about to leave," you say, keeping your position on the couch but curling your fingers into your thighs at the sight of him essentially foaming at the mouth. You knew you wouldn't win this tug of war, and there wasn't anything you wanted more right now than to lose.

"Not in that dress before I pump you full of cum." His words shouoldn't catch you off guard but they do. You grip the cushions behind you leaning back as he looms tall over you.

He sinks one hand onto the plush couch right by your hip. You can smell the mix of cologne and pheromones toxifying your bloodstream. "Don't you want me to make you a mommy? Huh? Full of me until you grow another me?"

He chuckles at your reaction as your thighs clamp together.

"Not gonna stop until it sticks baby, you know that right? When I get you in there, if it doesn't take now, tonight your cunt is going to be sore because we're going until it sticks. Even if it takes all...night." He's leaned to your ear now, your chest heaving with anticipation.

He straightens once more, his pants straining like they're going to bust open from his cock. That zipper has traveled further down now, the stretch from his cock not only visible as protruding outwards but is also reaching sideways for both of his thighs. He reaches out his large hand for you to take as he pulls you up, guiding you towards the hallway.

"Babygirl my seed is gonna explode out of me any second now, it needs to fill your fertile little cunt," he growls, guiding your hips toward the bedroom.

You stumble aside, your legs feeling like jelly as his words finally catch up to you, alerting the primal need in you - that need to be filled, to be claimed.

He tugs at the delicate strap of your dress as he's pinned you to the wall now, the drywall cold against your exposed skin over your back.

"Channie you'll make me a mess, everyone will know," you say, leaning into his face, exchanging breaths as his hands roam your body.

"Everyone should know baby, that you're mine to breed, mine to fill up more and more every night until you're begging me to stop because you're slipping in my seed dripping out of you."

Your hand flies to your lower tummy, igniting something inside him that has his body press into yours. There's no separation between you two, only the keyhole of space separating your lips. Your fingers curl around the loops of his jeans

His lips crash onto yours in a hungry spell, his fingers trailing from up from your neck before sliding to tilt your chin towards him.

"Look at me baby."

"Channie, please."

He doesn't reply, simply pushes your dress off your shoulders, letting the soft fabric fall to the floor. He sinks to his knees, massaging, kissing, and licking your bare stomach. The feeling of his soft lips transforms your smooth skin to a pattern of bumpy chills.

"Fuck baby, I love your belly so much, I can't wait to see it swollen."

You feel your knees nearly give out once again at his words. You catch the wall behind you with your hand before he gets back to his feet.

"Babygirl let me see your tiny cunt try to take my cock, hm? Just let me pump you full before we leave."

Your fingers play with his zipper, but he doesn't flinch at your eagerness.

"Are you gonna ask baby? Say please?"

His hands wrap your waist, squeezing the skin covering your womb. He's cradling the area like it's the most fragile place in the world. "This," he says before marking the skin over your womb in a deep burgundy bruise. "This is magic." His eyes close as he gets lost in his own thoughts. "And it's mine to make full, isn't it?"

"Fuck Chan please breed me."

He exhales, shivering as the words escape your mouth.

Before you can catch your breath, he's whisked you into the near bedroom, tossing you onto the shared bed. You're propped on your elbows, tits bouncing as the bed springs shake your weight. A deep growl emanates from his throat as he stalks to the edge of the bed, fingers lingering at his zipper.

"Open up babygirl."

But you keep your legs pressed together, your cunt throbbing, desperate for constant relief.

Chan's long fingers finally unzip his pants, the sound making your mouth water.

He pushes his jeans down his thighs, discarding them along with his boxers, fast.

"It's big," you whisper, swallowing hard.

"Oh baby we're gonna do this again? You're nervous baby until I slide it in and then you never want me to pull it out hm?"

He climbs over you, his cock ghosting your cunt.

"These panties are soaked angel. Let's get them off."

Your panties are gone in an instant, your legs spread as far as they can go.

"Deep, please," you say.

"You want me deep baby? Want to see me in your little cunt? See my cock bulging out of you. Fuck." He's possessed by his own desire now, not wasting any more time, searching your body with his strong hands.

His thick tip looks menacing, your heart beating with excitement and the tiniest ounce of fear.

Chan's cock is red, his veins swollen just like you anticipated.

As you're lost in your own thoughts, he nudges the first inch of his tip in.

A pained excitement leaves your lips as his thickness threatens to swallow you whole.

"S-s-slow Channie s-slow!"

Another growl erupts from his chest. "Babygirl take a breath for me yeah? Just like every time."

You take a big inhale, exhaling just as deep as he sheathes in more of his cock. It never gets easier to take him and he can't seem to get enough of your face contorting as your back arches from the pleasured pain.

"That's it baby."

Your hands fly to his chest, scratching like you're digging to get out of a deep hole. A chuckle erupts from him.

"Look at that little cunt baby, look at me in your tummy."

You muster enough strength as he's pressing you hard into the mattress, to look down at your stomach, a bulge of his cock looking like it's going to erupt from your stomach. He pulls out, the mound disappearing with his cock, reappearing tenfold as he thrusts with more power this time.

"So fucking tiny for me, like I'm just gonna split you in two huh? Look at that bulge baby, that's where my cum is about to be."

He pulls out of your cunt again, triggering your body to undulate from the removal.

"So empty huh baby? Need cock?"

"N-need cock," you echo, as his tip connects to your opening like a magnet.

"Chan b-baby breed me." And with that, he bullies his cock back inside you, not paying any mind to your consecutive yelps. His eyes are reflecting dark fires into yours as he suddenly grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs your head back, your neck craning to look at him over you.

"Baby I've been saving up my seed all fucking day for this. This little cunt is gonna be flooded with me."

Chan rolls his hips deeper into yours, his heavy cock slamming into.

His face falls into your glistening neck as he huffs out, "you're gonna be fucking glowing with your belly swollen."

Your eyes are rolled into the back of your head, your cunt pulsing around him as you try to keep your orgasm away just a little bit longer.

"It's okay babygirl, cum on my cock like a good girl, don't you worry I'm not pulling out."

His words finally make you snap, your cunt seizing around his thickness, the tightness making him groan as if it's almost a painful squeeze.

"S-seed," is all you can say as your body is going through wave after wave of euphoria.

He watches your tummy inflate and conflate with his bulge as he speeds up his thrusts.

"Tiny, tiny breedable cunt, all fucking mine, all mine to make a mess of. M'gonna flood you babygirl."

His fingers grasp your nipple, squeezing and rolling it between his warm fingers.

"Relax that cunt baby so I can get my cum to stick, hm? You want it to stick, don't you?"

"Y-yes!" you scream, feeling your body buzz from the pleasure that's threatening to paralyze you. "Breed me n-now." You start to shake as your eye releases a tear. "Please Channie g-give me your seed, let it grow inside me."

"Fuck, babygirl m'cumming." He moans long and hard as he gives you deep thrusts of his cum spilling out into you. It feels like a flood of viscous liquid has just filled you to the brim, like it's going to leak out in bucketsful.

"Oh no, no, babygirl it's trying to escape," he says in feigned worry, kneeling at your spent cunt. His forehead is shining with his afterglow as his fingers trace your cunt. Your body jerks at the sensitivity of your puffy cunt, but your body is too tired to carry you anywhere.

His fingers begin scooping up the overflow of his seed, plunging it back into you. Your walls are plush and forgiving from the intense stretch it just endured.

"Keep it in there baby don't let it out. I'll know that at the party, you're carrying me inside you."

𖥻 my darling

♡┊ 𝐂𝐇𝐐𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; bangchan

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: chan enjoys some time with his family

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 :: none besides very cute chan

Chan was walking up and down the practice room with his son in his arms who was sobbing his little heart out. Jun was 8 months old and such a sweet boy but sometimes he got a little bit fussy when his mother wasn’t there. Chan bounced the little boy slightly while kissing his son’s head whispering sweet nothings in his ear. You asked chan to take care of Jun for today so you could go out with your daughter and chan obviously agreed. He knew how hard it was for you to mostly take care of your son and Daughter and chan. He appreciated how you would make him dinner when he worked longer and always put a cute note beside the dish.

Chan heard the door open and Felix walks in holding some strawberries in a tiny bowl. Jun turns his head to Felix looking at the bowl with his big brown eyes. Jun was basically a copy of his father from the tiny curls on his head to the soft freckles on his cheeks he even has a similar lip shape, Although chan insisted that Jun has your nose. “Thank you Felix” chan said softly sitting down on the sofa with Jun in his lap his tiny body resting against his chest. Jun recently found his new love for strawberries so as soon as he saw the red fruit in the bowl his tears stop and he makes grabby hands to his uncle.

Felix smiled down at the tiny boy. While Chan holds his son to make sure he doesn’t accidentally hurt himself, Felix held out a tiny peace of strawberry. Jun stared at it before slowly grabbing the fruit in his little fist, he opened his tiny mouth and shoves the fruit in giggling when he tasted the sweet flavour. Chan smiles down at his son as Jun moves his arms around wildly. “Is it tasty baby?” Chan ask in a high pitched voice making Jun squeal his tears now long forgotten. Felix hands Jun another strawberry but instead of eating it himself like the last one Jun holds up the fruit to chan looking at his father with wide eyes. Chan’s heart melted “is that for me junieee” he said in a shocked voice. Jun shoves the peace of strawberry against his father’s mouth to signal him to eat it. Chan smiles and takes the peace of fruit nibbling on his son’s fingers to tease him.

Jun whines at his father’s teasing and makes grabby hands to his uncle, Felix waisted no time and took the little boy in his arms and hands him the bowl with strawberries. Chan smiles at the cute interaction between his best friend and son, he thinks it’s cute the way his son holds Felix finger in his tiny fist while shovelling tiny cut strawberry in his mouth. The door opens and chan watches as you and your daughter walk in the room his daughter quickly making her way over and cuddling in his chest “Daddy we went shopping and mommy got me new hair clips look” Mira points at the butterfly hair clips that sit in her braids. Chan smiles and kisses her cheek “you look beautiful Mimi” he tucks a curl behind her ear and kisses her forehead.

Jun had lost interest in his half empty bowl and was now completely engrossed in the sight of his Mother as he stares at you. You lean down and take Jun in your arms pressing kisses all over his cheeks. Jun was giggling loudly his tiny hands on your cheeks. Chan was staring at you in complete awe as Mira sat beside Felix and telling him about her new hair butterfly clips. Felix praising her and telling her how pretty she looks. Chan stands up and walks to you putting his arms around you and your son. You could see that Jun was getting sleepy so you patted his tiny back while humming lowly. Chan presses a loving kiss on your lips.

You let yourself get distracted by your husband’s lips until you heard your daughter scream “ewww daddy and mommy are kissing…no kissing you’re only allowed to kiss me” she said proudly pointing at herself. You and chan laughed. Chan kneels down and opens his arms for his daughter who didn’t waist a second to rub in her father arms snuggling into his comforting warmth she knew so well. “Let’s get home baby I think someone is tired” you said kissing Jun’s cheek. Jun nuzzles is head further in the comfort of his mother. Chan agrees and after saying good bye to Felix you both went home.

When chan opens the door to your home carefully pushing it open with his foot his sleeping daughter in his arms while you carried Jun. While you went to change your son into his clothes being careful to not wake him up chan did the same to mira carefully putting her in her bear pj’s, before putting her in her bed making sure to cover her in her favourite blanket. Chan turns on her night light that was shaped like a moon before slowly leaving her room. He doesn’t fully close the door in case she has a nightmare. When Chan walks into the kitchen he sees you standing in front of the Stove cooking dinner for you and him, he couldn’t help but smile even if you weren’t wearing any makeup and your hair tied in a messy bun wearing only his oversized sweater you where still the most beautiful woman in the world to him. So he slowly moves towards you and puts his strong arms around your waist nuzzling his face in your neck enjoying your natural scent. You hum and turn your face to press a kiss on his nose making him laugh shyly. Chan loves your affection because you don’t need to talk much and understand each other without much words. “Go sit down Darling dinner is almost done you need to eat” you said softly nudging him towards the table.

Chan complies easily and sits down his eyes following your every move in case you needed his help. You walk over to the large table and put down a bowl noodles in front of him and some chopsticks beside it. Chan smiles at you and leans over to press a sweet kiss on your lips as a thank you. Suddenly chan hears his son’s soft whines for attention so he quickly gets up and walks over to where Jun had previously been sleeping, he carefully picks him up and holds him secure to his chest before making his way back to you. You’re looking at Chan with so much admiration while holding your arms out to take your son from him “give him to me Darling you should eat” you said while taking your son carefully from him. Jun quickly calming down when he notices his mother holding him, you take the pacifier from the table and offer it to your son. Jun quickly starts to slowly suck on the pacifier while his tiny hands are busy playing with the material of the sweater you’re wearing.

Chan watches as you entertain your son while eating his dinner with a smile on his pretty lips.

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Hi hun! I’m new to your blog, I just have two things to say, one I love your writing! Two one for your links in your masterlist is messed up, like it’s the wrong link I thought I should let you know 👉👈 it’s the one for cuddling with the Hyung line for Stray Kids anyway I hope you have a good day!! :D -•^•

Thank you Sweetheart i will correct as soon as possible :3 I appreciate that you told me. And i am happy you like my write if you want to see more just go to my side blog @berryholland there are a few more imagines. Luv chuuuuuuu