I Like Men In A White Shirt And Tie

You guys think Chan is small enough to fit in my pocket?😚

YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME ❥ bang chan

❥ summary: you were glad for the early hours where you had chan all to yourself

❥ pairing: bang chan x gn!reader

❥ genre: fluff. idol!au.

❥ warnings: established relationship. really mushy. set in a coffee shop but it's not really mentioned at all. kisses. cuddling at the end. lmk if i missed anything.

❥ word count: 617

❥ a/n: i love channie so so much. bang chan the man you are. comments and reblogs are appreciated. (dividers by @/cafekitsune)

you swore your eyes had long turned into hearts as you watched chan. his hand was busy writing down lyrics, before pausing and scratching them out. you, however, were admiring the unique way the sun caught on his jawline. your eyes drifted to his hand, the scribbling of the pen becoming white noise as you traced the prominent veins. your gaze went up to the lines of his nose and cheekbones. the soft, but strong structures and skin were shadowed delicately in the morning sun.

he always looked so soft to you, it was something you couldn’t quite place your finger on. whatever it was, he just embodied the feeling of home and constant warmth. a feeling of comfort you craved throughout the day. you found yourself melting into his reassuring presence, curling itself around you soothingly. it got to the point where you could tell how he was feeling just from the sheer amount of time you’d spent watching him, studying those pretty brown eyes of his.

you laughed yourself from your idle daydreaming when the sound of pen on paper stopped, the clinking of the metal pen hitting the wooden table letting you know he was taking a break. he darted his eyes up to your own when he heard the noise, and he felt himself grow bashful when he saw you were already looking at him. you held your head in your hand, smile soft and warm. your eyes were so fond, it was hard for him to believe it was all for him.

you tilted your head, moonstruck with the way he glowed in the morning sun. “what?” he questioned, quietly as if not to break the quiet bubble surrounding you both. you could only watch in awe as his eyes sparkled, like the brightest night sky. his lips parted, a whole-hearted smile tugging at the plushness when you answered him.

“i just wanted to let you know that i love you.”

you said it so easily, so genuinely, it made his chest hurt. it rang from your lips like the sweetest bells. you smiled at his shy laugh, only hoping he knew that you’d bet your whole life away just to tell him how much he shined. for just a chance to tell him how clear he made your skies. he hoped you knew that no matter how many times you said those three simple words, it would always mean the world to him. it would always light the fire within him anew.

you reached out for his hand, bringing it to your lips. you placed small kisses, delicate little things, on each knuckle. his cheeks bloomed with pinks, his other hand coming up to cover his mouth. he suppressed a squeak when you turned his hand over to press a kiss to his palm. if he were a cartoon, he’d have little hearts floating around him, he was sure. he felt like he was on fire, love wasn’t enough to describe the emotion festering within his heart.

he pulled his hand away from his mouth, letting a full smile stretch his lips again. he pulled you closer, leaning his head on your shoulder, grinning somehow wider when you rested your head on his. his notebook lay forgotten for now, as chan chose to bask in this tender moment with you. it was one of the few he had left, he didn’t have much time left with you with the tour coming up. so instead of worrying about work, he pressed a kiss to your shoulder.

“you mean the world to me.” he whispered, and you smiled brightly in the corner booth you were huddled together in. yes, he loved you too.

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SAVE ME CURLY HAIRED GLASSES AND BARE FACED CHANGBIN SAVE ME…….. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL START TO THE DAY FOR ME SPECIFICALLY AND EVERY OTHER SEOLAR IN THE UNIVERSE

Cuteness aggression at it's finest

do u understand

I can see his smile through the mask🖤

Bang Chan ✧ 201225

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I need a Minho in my life, no questions asked😭

magnolia.

pairing: minho x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, kinda fluffy, kinda angsty idek, hurt/comfort; unedited and self-indulgent as hell !! word count: 0.4k listen to 🎧: hold my girl - george ezra

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sometimes, it's crazy just how in tune minho is with you, how he can sense that something's wrong before you even have to say it.

he knows all of your signs - smiles that don't quite reach your eyes; soft, barely audible sighs instead of frustrated ones like when you're angry; talking about insignificant things throughout dinner with a distinct lack of energy just for the sake of holding a conversation and not letting your home fall into a state of depressing silence. an overall aloofness that can't simply be blamed on exhaustion.

when you're upset, you shut down.

minho doesn't need you to justify your defense mechanism, doesn't try to coax you out of your shell because he's the same way. when something is eating away at him, he detaches himself from the world too.

in those instances, the last thing he wants is for someone else to offer unhelpful advice when no one but him knows what's going through his mind.

there are some things that you just have to process on your own, some motions you have go through by yourself.

minho can only be by your side while you deal with your inner turmoil. hold your hand and give you a shoulder to lean on, whatever you need until you're ready to come back to him again.

that's what he does this time too. he doesn't ask you any questions; he just puts on the kettle and lights your favorite vanilla and magnolia candle. makes you steaming mug of tea and peels some oranges, arranging the slices neatly on a plate afterward. then he sits on the couch next to you, a random movie playing on the tv that no one's really watching.

at some point, you move closer to tuck yourself under his arm. minho instantly pulls you to rest against his body, a hand on your shoulder giving you comforting squeezes over your sweatshirt.

just the two of you, the willingness to be there for the other especially when it's hard, and the occasional meows reverberating from somewhere nearby.

when he thinks you might've fallen asleep just like that, you start sniffling. the ache that minho feels in his chest is almost immediate.

even then, all he says is, "i'm here."

you meekly nod in acknowledgment as you continue to cry, painful sobs making you fist the material of his shirt in your hands.

he knows that you'll talk when you want to, when you're ready. he gets that in this moment, you just don't have the capacity to articulate your thoughts and explain your feelings in a way that other people could understand.

so he simply presses a kiss to your forehead and hugs you a little closer. he sits with you until it passes. he loves you enough to wait for you, to hold you through all of the lowest lows.

"i'm here. i love you. i'm right here."

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