#changbin imagine
soft make out session
idol:seo changbin × reader
genre:soft, suggestive
warnings:idk
you were finally heading back home to see your boyfriend, who was waiting for you all day long. today was your last day of work before you were released into the holidays and honestly, you couldn’t be any happier. sure you loved your work, but spending time with your lover was way better.
you locked your car and entered your house, you shared with changbin, only to be greeted by a warmed up cozy living room and scented candles. you laid your keys aside and took off your outerwear.
“i’m home.”, you then yelled.
changbin poked his head out of his home studio and you smiled brightly.
“finally my babygirl is home”, he said and came up to you, giving you a big hug.
“i missed you so much.”, he whispered in your ear whilst kissing your cheek over and over.
“i missed you too.”, you pulled back and kissed his lips gently, melting into his warm embrace.
later on you two were cuddling on the sofa near the fireplace and before you knew it, you were kissing him again.
“what’s up with you today?”, he laughed, looking into your eyes. your arms were tightly wrapped around his torso and his head was laying on top of yours.
“nothing, just giving you some attention.”, you said and continued.
gentle kisses slowly turned into more passionate ones and soon you were making out on the couch.
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with you being riled up with work and him being stressed due to his busy schedule, you two never really got the chance to show each other some love and affection, and it clearly shows.
normally, it would have been more heated but since it was the first time after weeks, it rather was soft than harsh. changbin was roaming his hands all over your body whilst pulling your body to let you settle on his lap.
you cupped his cheeks as gently as possible before spreading hot kisses onto his jaw and neck. by then, changbin was grabbing your waist, letting you kiss every spot that wasn’t covered in clothes, but eventually you had unbottomed his shirt.
“i really missed you a lot.”, he sighed.
you were grinning wide against his warm skin before you created a few dark red and purple love bites on it. you pulled back, looking at your creation, then into his half closed eyes.
“are you tired?”, you tilted your head.
“no, just enjoying the moment.”, changbin replied and laid his hand on your thigh.
“you look tired though, let’s get some sleep.”, you stroked through his silky hair and kissed him a few more times.
afterwards, you two were tucked into the bedsheets in your bedroom.
i don’t know
idol:seo changbin × reader
genre: angst and fluff
warnings:mention of insomnia
it was really late, past midnight. you couldn’t sleep and it was bothering you a lot. probably one of those heavier insomnias, again. you sighed out loud, when will it stop?
you had a huge frown sprawled across your face as you were writing a letter. you didn’t know why you wrote it, although you won’t sent it to someone. no one will ever receive this letter, it was a message to yourself. actually, writing down your emotions and worries should help you calm down they say, but is it really that much of a miracle?
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“y/n?”, you heard a low voice speaking. changbin must have woken up due to your absence. another sigh leaved your lips before you mumbled out a quiet ‘yes’, your eyes still trained onto your paperwork.
“what are you doing this late?”, he then asked, but you only shrugged. “i don’t know.”
“are you okay?”, he added. you couldn’t hide anymore. something you couldn’t figure out what it was, was bothering you.
changbin expected a nod from you, but instead you shook your head no, and it took him only a few seconds before he crouched down next to your chair, stroking your thighs here and there.
“why are you crying?!” “i don’t know.”
“what’s wrong, y/n?!” “i don’t know.”
“y/n, why didn’t you tell me something?”, he bombarded you with millions of questions, but you were too overwhelmed with answering properly.
“i don’t know.”, you started to cry even more whilst a quiet sob left your lips, your paper got stained with the salty water immediately after.
it was a sign for changbin to pull you tight into a hug, a hug full of love and comfort. and he did. pulling you down gently into his direction while embracing you like a teddy bear.
you didn’t mind cuddling on the floor with him, you just needed him and only him. finally you were able to let go, to just cry and cry until there were no more tears left.
changbin started to rub your back soothingly and put your head into his jaw. never did he notice your sadness or maybe stress, frustration or annoyance. he had so many questions to which he wasn’t able to find answers to.
“it’s okay, you don’t have to tell me.”
“everything is going to be fine again.”
“i’m here now and i won’t leave you.”
“i have you, you’re safe.”, he reassured.
you clutched a fistful of his oversized black tee while leaning more into his body. taking in the warmth, the safety, and the love.
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finally, after weeks, i posted!!!
Bang Chan:
Your hand brushed gently over the top of Chan’s head as he made himself comfortable resting into you, curling as tightly as he could against you.
“You’re always so comfy to lay against,” he whispered once he felt settled, feeling your arm wrap around him to keep him secure too.
Your smile was wide as you noticed the content smile that was on Chan’s face. “You always look after other people, it’s about time that other people started looking after you more often Chan.”
“I like looking after people though,” he assured you, “although I have to admit being cuddled by you right now is nice.”
You leant down as he spoke, pressing several kisses against the top of his head. “Even if no one else does, I’ll always look after you, even if that is something as simple as being the big spoon.”
“I honestly don’t know how I’d be here without you sometimes,” Chan told you, “you’re just the absolute best thing ever.”
“That’s not true,” you giggled in reply, “you don’t give yourself enough credit, you just give it to those around you.”
“I mean it, I’m one lucky guy Y/N.”
Lee Know:
Your eyes flickered down as soon as you heard Minho muttering, trying your best to figure out what it was that he was saying as he dosed in your hold.
“You’re so cute,” you figured out, unable to stop yourself from chuckling as you tried to see whether he was asleep or if he was still awake.
The sound of your chuckle made Minho stir, letting you know that he was still awake after all. “Are you aware that you just called me cute or did you mean to say that to someone in your daydream?”
“No, I meant to say it to you,” Minho smiled weakly, tilting his head back to see you, “you’re cuddling me so nicely.”
Your eyes narrowed down at him, focusing on the wide smile that was on his face. “What have you done? This isn’t the Minho that I know,” you joked, “being the little spoon has changed you.”
“I haven’t done anything,” Minho assured you, “is it so wrong of me to lay here and tell you how adorable I think you are.”
“Normally you’re mean to me,” you reminded him, kissing against his forehead, “it’s taking some getting used to.”
“I’m just being kind to you.”
Changbin:
A hum came from Changbin as your hand began to brush through his hair, letting you know that he was enjoying what it was that you were doing.
“Can you tug a little bit harder?” He asked you, enjoying the feeling of your hand brushing through his hair to try and untangle it all.
Your head nodded, although you didn’t tug as harder as he wanted you to. “I don’t want to hurt you Chang, you’re supposed to be trying to rest and sleeping,” you told him, taking things slowly.
“I don’t mind, my head feels like it needs it,” he assured you, taking your hand and showing you how hard to tug.
Your eyes widened as you felt how much stronger he wanted you to play with his hair. “If you wake up in the morning and all of your hair has fallen out, I hope that you know it’s your fault.”
“That won’t happen,” he giggled, “just pull enough to untangle my hair and apply a bit of pressure to my head as well.”
“Alright,” you whispered, encouraging him to close his eyes again as you tugged through his hair as he had shown you to do.
“That’s it, much more comfortable for me.”
Hyunjin:
Your hand reached up as you managed to take a hold of Hyunjin’s hair, twirling it around in your fingertips as you unknotted it after his busy day.
“This is another advantage to me being the little spoon,” he whispered as he felt your touch, “easy access to play with my hair for you.”
You could only laugh as Hyunjin made another mental note of something else that was working. “You’re just going to use all these advantages to get your own way next time I little spoon.”
“No,” Hyunjin protested with a gasp, shaking his head firmly at you, “I’ll just remind you of these when you tell me no.”
Your hand tugged a little harder on his hair to make him groan, “they’re the same thing,” you reminded him, “and I can think of many advantages of when I’m the little spoon too you know.”
“Like what?” He pushed, “I bet that you list of advantages of little spooning is nowhere near as long as my list of advantages is Y/N.”
“For starters, you play with my hair,” you counteracted, “maybe we should just agree to split the role from now on.”
“I think I can push to doing that.”
Han:
As another soft giggle came from Jisung as he rested against you, you couldn’t help but wind him up more as you tickled against his sides quickly.
“Y/N,” he yelled, quickly trying to push you off as he found himself laughing more, “you’re supposed to cuddle me nicely thank you.”
Your shoulders shrugged as you tried to tickle Jisung as much as you could before you pulled away to let him breathe again. “I’m just getting you back for all the times that you’ve tickled me before.”
“I never tickle you,” he argued, knowing full well himself that it was a lie. “Alright, maybe I’ve tickled you once or twice before.”
Your eyes widened at how much he downplayed how annoying he could be to you as you got ready for bed. “Either start speaking honestly or I’ll be more than happy to start tickling you again.”
“Maybe I tickle you every now and then,” Jisung reluctantly admitted, “but does it make you smile every time I do it?”
“What choice do I have?” You smirked back at him, “you know how much I love whenever someone tickles me Jisung.”
“Then I think I’m being kind to you.”
Felix:
Your eyes looked back in confusion as Felix rested himself against your chest suddenly as you moved around the kitchen to start preparing for dinner.
“This feels quite nice, I get used to this,” he whispered to himself, wrapping his arms around you too as he walked in front your figure.
Your head shook as you tried to make sure that you weren’t in some sort of dream. “Are you trying to stop me from making dinner or something?” You asked Felix, unsure what he was up to.
“No, I’m just getting a feel for what I could be like if I was the little spoon,” he replied, “but in bed, not standing up.”
Your eyebrows knitted together as Felix only left you feeling more confused. “What made you decide to do that now?” You asked him, feeling his grip around you tighten to stay where he was.
“Now is usually the only chance that I can get to you,” he explained, “with this in mind, what about me being the little spoon tonight Y/N?”
“Do I get much of a choice?” You laughed, knowing that Felix already had his mind made up on how you’d be sleeping.
“I’m glad we agree on that one.”
Seungmin:
The pout on Seungmin’s face had your attention straight away as he turned to face you, sensing from the look in his eye that he wanted something.
“How do you feel about being the big spoon tonight?” Seungmin asked you as he turned to face away from you, “I could do with a hug.”
Without arguing, you moved forwards and wrapped both of your arms around Seungmin’s waist. “Has something happened?” You whispered to his ear, resting against his shoulder.
“Just been one of those days,” Seungmin murmured in reply to you, too tired to speak too much to you about things.
Your head nodded, picking up on just how groggy his voice was. “It feels weird for us to lay like this, you’re usually the one holding onto my waist and tickling me to make me stay awake with you.”
“I don’t tickle you,” Seungmin protested with a quiet giggle, “it’s not my fault that you are just incredibly sensitive to everything that I do.”
“No one wants to be tickled at midnight,” you laughed back at him, “you’ve just got a cute face to get away with it.”
“One thing I definitely am is cute.”
I.N:
Your arms wrapped securely around Jeongin as soon as he laid down on the bed, pulling him in tightly so he could rest against your front.
“Thank you,” he whispered as you pressed a kiss against the top of his head, knowing how stressed he had been whilst at work all day.
Your head nodded as Jeongin tilted his head back to briefly be able to look up at you. “I get it,” you whispered, needing only few words for the two of you to understand one another.
“You’re the best,” Jeongin replied, stunned yet again by how well you knew him without him even needing to say a word.
As soon as you heard him sigh walking through the front door, you knew what to do. “We can lay here all night long if you want,” you assured him, knowing how helpful a hug was for his stress.
“I’d like that a lot,” Jeongin smiled as he turned his head back down again to lay more comfortably. “I would tell you about work, but I’m tired Y/N.”
“There’s always tomorrow,” you reminded him, “you can tell me over breakfast if you fancy before we go to work.”
“Yeah, I’d really like to do that.”
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