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Skating with Stray Kids headcanons ────୨ৎ────

A little writer's note: These were so cute and fun to write, especially since I'm a figure skater myself. I'm considering writing oneshots based on Han and Jeongin's. Lmk what you think and enjoyyy<33

Bangchan

Chan was likely a bit nervous before agreeing to go skating with you, but of course he accepted in the end if you really wanted to do it. He seems like the type to trip and fall and end up dragging you down with him. He'll take millions of pictures of you laughing and smiling and will definitely stare at them later... He won't be the most steady on his feet, but he'll try so hard not to fall and embarrass himself in front of you. After you finish skating, he'll buy you hot chocolate!

Lee Know

I feel like Minho would be really graceful on the ice, but he wouldn't be able to do much more than just skating forwards. He laughs at you and teases when you stumble or fall, but his face turns a light shate of pink when he trips himself. Minho would try to skate in circles around you, teasing you for your speed, but he'll end up almost falling over, which earns a small amount of laughter from the people within hearing distance.

Changbin

Changbin will end up falling an outrageous amount, I just know it. He'll end up being sooo nervous to spend time with you which will just lead to him falling over even more. You on the other hand, will find this so adorable!! He's trying so hard to look tough and strong, but falling is not helping at all. Changbin will be blushing the whole time, no doubt. He'll definitely try to lift you above his head or find a YouTube tutorial on how to do some fancy figure skating pairs tricks. He'll succeed at the lifting part, and at causing strangers to cheer for you two, but you won't let him attempt the skating part.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin planned the whole thing, no doubt about it. He surprised you with roses before stepping on the ice and laced up your skates for you, making some of the other girls in the dressing rooms make their boyfriends tie up their skates for them. You were glad you didn't even have to ask. Once on the ice, Hyunjin wouldn't let go of you hand and almost ran into the boards while staring at you. Neither of you seemed to fall very much, and he kept pulling you over into the corner to steal tiny kisses. You tried to remind him that you were in public, but Hyunjin only cared about the beautiful girl in front of him, nothing more.

Han

Jisung. Will. Not. Stop. Falling. The. Whole. Time. Mark my words, Han will not last five seconds without falling flat on his face. You couldn't stop giggling the whole time, causing Jisung to blush profously. You didn't dare hold his hand in fear that he would drag you down with him. His beautiful smile and laugh accompanied this date, and no matter how many times Han fell over, he didn't stop grinning and laughing...until you got to the car. When you finished "skating" and were both warming up in the car, Jisung turned to you and apologized for ruining the whole date by falling over so many times. He looked sad and shy, which made your heart melt completely. You kissed his cheek, smiling and reassuring him that he didn't ruin anything. He blushed and his eyes widened when you kissed him, only making you smile even more. (Omg stop, I have to turn this into a oneshot)

Felix

Felix wouldn't be terrible at skating, but he would stumble a few times if not falling over. He could skate forward, but he wasn't completely steady on his feet. You made sure to cling to his hand and try to keep him upright, but he would only drag you down with him. He would keep whispering about how embarrassed he was in your ear, yet you thought the little shocked expression he made when he thought he would fall was adorable and you were glad you could keep it all to yourself. You would help Felix to his feet and continue skating, all before he would stumble again.

Seungmin

Omg wait, hear me out: Seungmin figure skating!!! I feel like the sport would suit him so well honestly, but this lil writing piece is just about skz going skating lol. Anyways, Seungmin would take pictures of the two of you together the whole time and would not stop smiling. Seungmin would stare at you and you would stare back, before someone behind you would rapidly skate in between the two of you, ruining the moment. Seungmin would definitely get angry at the person who skated between you, but wouldn't hesitate to laugh if you fell down.

I.N

Jeongin would be outrageously shy the whole entire time and would not stop nervously laughing. He would be scared to fall and embarrass himself (or you) , and forgot to have a fun time. You would pull him over to the boards and ask him what was wrong, to which he would reply that he was scared to fall and humiliate himself. You made him sit on the bench and watch everyone else skate and fall over, until he understood that falling was part of the experience. The two of you got back on the ice not long after and began to enjoy your time together, falls and everything. When you got back home, Jeongin placed a shy, lingering kiss on your lips and thanked you for making him feel comfortable. (This one would make a really cute oneshot too, what do you guys think?)

Word count: 1.6k

Synopsis: A bookstore date with Chan!

Warnings: Kissing

A little writer's note: I took a poll on which skz member you wanted my next oneshot to be for, and you voted Chan! This was so fun to write! I think it is so cute and it fits Channie perfectly. Enjoy the Powerless and Shatter Me referances, fellow readers<3

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A quiet knock on your door made you quickly place the rest of your things—phone, wallet, hairbrush—into your purse and shove your shoes onto your feet. You hastily opened the door to reveal Chan, looking as handsome as ever with a bouquet of tulips and baby’s breath wrapped in a light pink sheet of tissue paper. 

Tonight was your very first date with him.

You wore a simple black pleated skirt over black tights, a cream colored sweater and a black bow in your hair. The shoes you had just hastily placed on your feet were small black boots over white socks. You felt every bit the Pinterest girl and this date was sure to be worthy of the app. 

“Hi.” Chan shyly held out the flowers for you and you gently lifted them into your arms, smiling from ear to ear. “I didn’t know what your favorite flowers were, so I just ended up picking the prettiest ones. I hope you like them.” He nervously ruffled a hand through his hair, making your heart melt. 

“Chan, I’d love anything you got me. Thank you, truly!” You replied with a laugh and took his hand in yours. “We might as well get going.” Chris’s cheeks were now dusted with pink and his hand was delicate when intertwined with yours. The two of you got in his car and drove away from your place, the both of you eager to begin the activities that you had planned for tonight. 

You had been talking with Chan for about a month, and he had decided last week that it was about time for your first date. After finding out that you were a huge reader, Chan immediately offered to take you to the bookstore and a cafe down the road for your first date. You had been counting down the days, the hours, the minutes until you got to spend time with someone you cared for in a place you loved.

“We’re here!” Chan exclaimed happily as you pulled into the bookstore’s parking lot. He exited the car, but not before telling you to wait inside. He jogged over to your side and opened your door for you, letting you out in the most gentlemanly way possible. You took his hand and led him to the store, the reader inside you wanting to skip excitedly. Chan pulled open the door of the bookstore for you and let you walk through first.

All of the books had clearly been recently restocked and the whole store seemed to be empty for the two of you. It was quiet, save for the lofi beats that almost inaudibly played over the store’s speakers. You always went shopping for books in the evening or at night since the store was always so quiet, yet this time it felt even more magical since someone you truly cared about was there with you.

You led Chan over to the romance section (your favorite) and pointed out some of your favorite books that you’ve read now that you could finally show off your obsession. Chan picked up a copy of Shatter Me off the shelf,  flipped open to a random page and began to read. His curls fell  messily on his brow and he bit his lip in concentration while reading.

Chan flipped to the next page and gasped, scandalized, hand on his chest dramatically. “You didn’t tell me Aaron Warner was blonde!” 

You fought to keep from bursting out laughing in the middle of the quiet bookstore and clamped a hand over your mouth. “What color did you think his hair was?” you asked.

“Would you be mad if I said brown?” Chan winced and shut his eyes. 

“Maybe just a little,” you replied. “I think the entire reading community might come after you, though.”

“Readers are ferocious.” Chan sighed, exasperated and put Shatter Me back on the shelf. 

He’s not wrong, you thought to yourself. You browsed the shelves for a book to examine and you found one you had never seen before. The hardcover was a limited edition and it had red details brushed into the spine. You began to read while leaning on the shelf behind you. You can always rely on a reader to use a bookstore as if it were a free public library!

You tore your eyes off of the book when you felt like you were being watched. Chan stood a few feet away, staring at you as you read. “Can I help you?” you asked, smirking at him. A flush crept up his neck and bloomed across his cheeks. 

“Sorry, you’re just so breathtaking when you read.” He ran a hand through his hair. 

“Since when did you become so romantic?” you teased him.

“It’s gotta be all of these romance books. It seems they’re getting to me!” Chan laughed nervously. 

“How about we find you a book then we get going,” you suggested, taking his hand and pulling him towards some other shelves. You channeled your inner reader and selected a book for Chan. Powerless. “Here, try this one.”

He flipped open to the middle of the book and you watched as his eyes widened. “This Kai Azer character has supreme eloquence. I could learn a thing or two from this guy!” Chan leaned against the shelf and looked up at you, book in hand. “I may be a monster, but if you cut me, I’ll bleed. And if you break my heart, Y/N, you’ll break me. So, if even a sliver of your soul longs for mine, I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to deserve it.”

You had a feeling that he had chosen that quote for a reason. “Chan, you hold my soul in the palm of your hand,” you grin. “And you do deserve it. Every sliver of it.”

“And you, mine.” Chan replied, a sad smile upon his face. 

The two of you made your way over to the checkout and bought the two books you had selected. You couldn’t wait to rant to Chan about Powerless before Fearless released. You needed to talk to someone about the book!

Nobody spoke as you walked down the street to the cafe. The place was set to close in about twenty minutes, so the two of you hurried inside. You picked a table in the middle of the room and waited for someone to come over and take your order. 

The cafe had hardwood floors which made little creaking noises as you walked and couches in each corner of the room. The tables were made of wood as well, but the chairs you and Chan sat in were made from metal. There was a large assortment of teas and coffees and treats behind the counter and just like the bookstore, aesthetic beats sounded over the speaker. There were two other people in the cafe studying on laptops and moving back and forth between papers and books. 

“You know, sometimes I come here to work on my music,” Chan muttered. “It’s such a cool ambiance to work in.”

The whole cafe smelled like sweets and coffee which made you want to order something asap. The waiter came over to your table and introduced themself. Chan ordered a caramel macchiato and you ordered a french hot chocolate, since you wanted to be able to sleep tonight. (Unlike some people, *cough cough, Chan*) The two of you also asked for a plate of caramel cookies to go with everything.

The cookies and hot chocolate were both heavenly on your tongue. The sweet and salty flavours melted together, creating a power combination. 

The cafe was about to close, so you shoved one last cookie in your mouth and paid at the counter with Chan. The two of you exited the small place and began to walk back to the parking lot to drive home. A soft snow began to fall, making the pavement on the sidewalk turn a sheer white. Chan placed his jacket on your shoulders and you hugged it close. 

You stopped in your tracks and tried to catch a snowflake on your tongue. The other little flakes caught in your hair, making you giggle.

“You’re cute,” Chan said.

“I know,” you replied, tongue sticking out. You caught a flake after another moment and lowered your head, shutting your mouth. Chan pulled your body towards him by your arm and took your face in his fingers. 

“And very beautiful.” He placed a hand on your back, pulling you even closer. “And I really want to kiss you.”

Your breath hitched. Instead of replying, you pulled him close, your lips meeting his in a slow, passionate kiss. The snow fell slowly around the two of you and there were no other people or cars on the street since it was so late. You could feel the love he wanted to express with words but couldn’t. You felt only him. 

Chris drove you home and walked you up to your apartment, wanting to make sure you were safe and gave you one last lingering kiss. “Thank you for tonight.” 

“Thank you for tonight, Chan,” you replied. “Text me once you get home so I know you’re safe.”

He slipped out the door and you rushed to your bedroom to change. You put on your favorite warm pajamas and washed your face and brushed your teeth in the washroom.You decided that you deserved a face mask and peeled open the plastic bag before gently laying one of the sheet masks on your face. You snuggled into your bed with the book you had bought a few hours earlier and began to read before receiving a text from Chris. 

And you peacefully fell asleep right there, with your sheet mask on and dreamt of the wonderful night you just experienced.

Word count: 1.3k

Synopsis: You and your best friend Felix were hanging out together one night, when Felix confessed something that would change everything.

Warnings: Kissing

A little writer's note: I was writing this as I listened to music, and I was really surprised how well this fic went with Moonlight by Ariana Grande! So, in other words, I guess this fic's inspo was Moolight?? Lol, have a good day everyone<3

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The dim lighting of your apartment was the perfect ambiance for the night. You had just finished setting up some snacks on the living room table (crackers, pretzels, cookies, a fruit tray and popcorn) and placing cozy blankets on the couch. You lit some sweet-smelling candles around the TV and on the table to make the room not only look aesthetic, but smell excellent. 

It had been ages since you last saw your best friend Felix since he had been working so hard at the company and performing so often. The two of you used to hang out every weekend but since his group was becoming more and more popular by the day, he was usually at the studio or somewhere halfway across the world.

You tried not to mention how much you missed seeing him, since you didn’t want to make him “choose” between you or the company and because you knew that his work was important to him and you loved to see his success. It was difficult to pull off since you had been in love with your best friend for as long as you can remember. You didn’t want to say anything at all since you knew that he only saw you as a friend but it didn’t stop you from just doing  a little more to try and show him how much you care. For example, always hosting the hang outs at your place, making everything just a bit more perfect. 

You were just finishing putting up an aesthetic and relaxing ambiance video on your TV when two knocks came from your door. You rushed to the door and threw it open, revealing your best friend. 

Felix’s shoulder length blonde hair looked better than you’ve ever seen it and his face instantly lit up the second he saw you. “Y/N!” He called and you rushed forward into his arms, tears blurring your eyes, 

“Felix—” Your voice broke as he scooped you up in his arms and held you close. You knew you missed him, but you didn’t think you would cry at all. You thought that this hangout would be like any other one you’ve had. 

“Hey, don’t cry.” Felix pulled back from the embrace and smiled, gently brushing his fingers over the tears that had slid down your cheeks, wiping them away. This was, of course, a happy occasion after all. “You’re gonna make me cry too!”

“I’m sorry,” You sniffed as Felix shut the door behind him. “It’s just that I missed you so much.” It slightly embarrassed you to say this, knowing that you wished you were more than just friends, but what does Felix know? From his point of view, it probably seemed like you were just pointing out the fact that you haven’t seen your best friend in ages and putting it simply, you missed him.

“I- I missed you too.” His deep voice made your heart melt and you forgot all about crying as Felix’s eyes lit up with adoration. 

You smiled. “We have so much to talk about!” You exclaimed excitedly. “I can’t wait to hear all about the concerts and photo shoots you’ve been doing!” It was one thing to watch them on TV, but hearing about these events from the very person who experienced them is so much better in every way.

“Do we ever!” Felix raced into your living room and flopped onto the couch full of blankets and pillows. You couldn’t help but giggle, the action was so adorable. You loved when Felix made himself at home in your apartment.

The two of you got comfortable on the couch and selected a romcom to watch. The snacks that you had previously set out on the table were slowly disappearing and the candles you had lit were getting shorter and shorter as the time went by. Another occurrence was you, slowly inching closer to Felix on the couch and by the end of the movie, you two were pressed up against each other, your head leaning on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around you. 

You missed this. You. Him. Just relaxing together. Felix loved it too. He loved being able to get away from the idol life for a few hours and spend time with his favorite person in the world. 

Once the movie ended, neither of you moved, nor did you say a word. This moment was one you would forever keep close in your heart and would replay in your head repeatedly. You shut your eyes and laid your head on Felix’s chest, making him freeze. You missed the small action, but you could feel his heart pounding.

“Lix?” You mumbled.

“Yeah?” He answered.

“Your heart’s beating really fast.”

He hummed in acknowledgement, the deep sound calming and began twirling your hair through his fingers. He didn’t move after you got into this position, only his fingers. Neither of you needed to speak since everything that needed to be said didn’t need to be spoken aloud. Except for one thing…

“Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you.” Felix sounded shy, nervous even. It was a contrast to the calming words he spoke earlier.

“Okay.” You replied, slightly confused. “Go ahead.”

“I’ve been hiding something from you for years and I’ve never had the guts to admit it until I realized I needed to.” He took a shaky breath. “I only noticed this when I was away from you for so long and I missed you. No, that’s not the word…” He paused. “I longed for you.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “Felix—”

“Wait, let me finish. I want to spend every moment with you Y/N. I want to spend my life by your side. I want you to feel the same way that I do…Because I really really like you. And I’m so sorry if this just destroyed everything.” His voice broke on his final word. 

You shot up from your position on Felix’s chest and plopped yourself down right across from him. “Lee Felix, you have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear those words.” You looked into his beautiful brown eyes, unshed tears glistening inside and grabbed his hand. “I like you too. I always have and I’m a fool for never telling you how I felt. I’m sorry too.” 

He looked up at you, a small grin blossoming on his lips. “Really? So then it would be okay if I did this?” Felix leaned closer, cupping your chin in his hand and brushing the hair out of your face. You nodded and that was all he needed before he began to kiss you gently.

His lips were soft and moved against your own with such adoration. His hand on your face was warm and comforting. You had a hand on his chest, his heart was pounding even faster than before and your heart? Your heart felt as if it would burst.

Every time one of you would pull back, the other would return, kissing again. This went on for a while, the two of you giggling and kissing, for you both had been waiting for this forever. When you finally ended your last kiss, Felix looked a little bereft so you kissed his cheek, making him smile. “I love you.” You whispered. Because it was true. You loved Lee Felix with your whole heart and nothing would ever come between you again. Except maybe his idol career…

“I love you too.” He murmured, his beautiful, deep voice making you melt. There was a soft blush on his cheeks, and you assumed your cheeks were slightly pink as well. He pulled you close to him, your head on his chest once again and you fell asleep right there, in the comfort of Felix’s arms. 

All About Channie's Chocco!!! ｡𖦹°‧⭑.ᐟ

Hiii! I am quite new to this whole community, so I thought it might be nice to tell you all a little bit about myself to try and show you a bit of who I am and what I am like before you read my writing or suggest any ideas for me.

I am a Canadian schoolgirl who loves to read, write, sing, play instruments and figure skate! I am in love with KPOP and I have been for about four years now. I am currently writing my own novel which I hope to get published someday!!!

My ult group is Stray Kids and my bias is Chan (ILOVEHIMSOMUCH). I am going to see the dominATE concert in Toronto in June!!! All of the other groups I stan are: BTS, Blackpink, Enhypen, Tomorrow X Together, Itzy, (G)-idle, NJZ, UNIS, illit, Seventeen, WEi, P1harmony, LESSERAFIM, Twice and Zerobaseone.

Some of my hobbies include: Reading, writing. singing, figure skating, organizing and cleaning, writing poems, playing the piano and clarinet, learning Korean, writing in a diary and studying.

My current favorite books are the Folk Of the Air trillogy, the Powerless novels, the oubah series, every book by Axie Oh and so many more!

I am really big on setting goals and working hard, and I never find myself bored since there's always something for me to improve on. I decide to join Tumblr to improve my writing and expand my writing audience before publishing my book.

I hope to get to know you all and receive some well-needed feedback and prompts!!! I won't mind in the least if you message me! I hope we can become friends!

I am always open to requests<3

Have an excellent day!

Han

"Babyyyy," Han whined loudly. "Please, just take my sweater."

The two of you were at the playground late at night, around midnight sitting on the swings and having deep conversations. The wind had just picked up a bit and you felt slightly cold in your shirt.

Jisung had offered you his hoodie multiple times now, but you:

"No, it's completely fine, Jisung." You countered. "You shouldn't be cold instead of me."

Silence.

"Ji?" You asked into the darkness.

A low voice whispered in your ear. "I won't be cold." He steadied your swing from behind and seamlessly slipped his hoodie over your head. "I don't get cold."

You blushed and just as you leaned in for a kiss, he pushed your swing forwards and started laughing. You grabbed on tightly to the swing as you practically flew. "Han Jisung, I swear!"

Felix

"Babe?" Felix's low voice asked quietly. His hand hovered above your arm hesitantly and he kept his voice steady.

The two of you had just finished arguing (which was mostly your fault) and you had stepped outside in nothing but leggings and a tee shirt in the cold to take a break for a minute. You wanted to cool off before you said something you didn't mean, but now you seemed a bit too cold.

You had been outside on the front step for about fifteen minutes and Felix had just stepped outside to check on you. He had his favorite hoodie slung around his arm and a concerned expression on his face.

"Are you cold?"

You tried to ignore him so hard, but you finally turned around to face him and his hoodie. "Yes..." You mumbled. You had your arms wrapped tightly across your stomach to try and keep warm, but it obviously wasn't working.

"Please, take this then." Felix held out his favorite hoodie towards you and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. You grabbed the hoodie from his hand and slowly pulled it over your head.

"Thanks." It felt instantly warmer, the hoodie still being warm from Felix's body heat and you snuggled deep into the fabric. You also forgot that he was there for a minute and felt teers pricking at the corners of your eyelids when you finally managed to looked into his nervous eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Lix." Your voice wabbled. "I didn't want to argue." You confessed. "I didn'y mean to make you upset in any way and I'm so sorry." You repeated.

Felix didn't reply and instead pulled you closer into his arms. You were instantly engulfed in the comforting scent of his cologne and the feel of his body. Something you had felt so many times before, yet it never grew any less perfect.

"It's all going to be okay, my love." His deep voice soothed you. "Everything will turn out perfect."

"I love you." You whispered into his shoulder.

"I love you too, baby."

Seungmin

You and Seungmin were sitting together on the long couch of the practice room late one night. He strummed quietly on his guitar and jotted down lyrics in his notebook while you flipped through your absolute favorite novel.

(Comment what your favorite novel is!!!)

The heater in the room had broken a few weeks ago, so there was no heat filling the room as you two hung out. Seungmin came prepared with his jacket, however you completely forgot about the inconvenience and only wore a thin, short sleeved shirt.

You had huddled up in the corner of the couch, listening to Seungmin's melodies and tried to keep warm but it wasn't enough any more. You stood up with your book and moved to snuggle up against Seungmin who instantly froze in surprise.

"Are you...okay?" He asked.

"I'm cold." You replied. "I forgot that the heater broke and I didn't bring a sweater or jacket." You leaned your head on his shoulder, making him adjust his guitar.

"Take mine." He said, removing his arms from the sleeves of the jacket he was wearing and handing it over to you.

It was warm and smelled just like him. You placed it over your shoulders like a blanket and attempted to peek at Seungmin's written lyrics.

"Hey!" He exclaimed. "No peeking!"

"Why not?" You pouted. "I'm your girlfriend! I should be able to see your masterpieces!"

"Most of these are about you." He said. "It wouldn't be much of a surprise if you saw it before it was released, now would it?"

You laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'd love to hear them whenever, baby. I don't care if there's professional background tracks or just your singing."

Seugmin blushed and picked his guitar back up. "I suppose I could play a little..."

I.N

"The forecast said it was going to snow!" I.N laughed. "Why didn't you wear something warmer?"

The two of you were walking to your favorite cafe one Wednesday afternoon to pick up some coffee and cookies, but you definately didn't check the forecast and ended up wearing a skirt over tights and a long sleeve shirt.

"I didn't check the weather app, Jeongin!" You replied. "I would have worn this fabulous skirt anyways."

"I know how fabulous this skirt is, jagi, but please take my coat." He unzipped his black puffy coat and held it out to you. "I don't want my fabulous girlfriend freezing on a walk for coffee."

"I want to wear this!" You said, wanting to keep your fabulous outfit on display. You hadn't worked so hard to put it together this morning for nothing.

"Please?" He asked innocently. "For me?"

You grumbled something about wanting to look nice and proceeded to grab Jeongin's coat and putting it on.

"Thank you, baby." He said as you aproached the cafe.

"Thank you." You replied before opening the cafe's door and heading inside for a delicious coffee and cookie.

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Thank you so much for reading! Please let me know if there's anything that you want to see me write about in the future, I would really appreciate it! Please also give me some feedback on my writing! I have been writing other things for years now and consider writing one of my favorite hobbies (second to reading!). I have only recently gotten into writing K-pop fanfic thingys and it is much more different and difficult. I hope you enjoyes<33

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Bangchan

"Y/N!" Chan's voice rang out for the whole street to hear. "You can't wear something like that in such cold weather!"

You two had just left the restaurant where you just finished your date and you were wearing a navy blue top with an asymmetric neckline and a black A-line skirt. It wasn't terribly cold, but your shiver said otherwise.

"I'm fine, Chris." You assured him. "Don't worry." You tried to brush it off, but Bangchan was one step ahead. He pulled off his suit jacket, leaving him in a white button up shirt. Chan draped his suit jacket over your shoulders and you instantly felt warmer.

"Are you sure you won't get cold now?" You teased him.

"You're more important." Chris replied. "I can handle a little breeze."

"Yet I can't?" You pointed out. "You're just as important as I am. Don't ever forget that, Chan."

He pulled his arm around you and hugged you close as you walked. He sighed, a deep relaxed sound and he perched his head on top of yours. "You're too good to me, Y/N."

Lee Know

"Yah, why would you wear short sleeves in this weather?" Minho crossed his arms and glared at you.

"This shirt was too cute to cover up with a jacket, Minho." You whined. "I shouldn't have to tell you that."

He rolled his eyes before tugging off his grey sweatshirt. "Put it on." He commanded. "I won't have you freezing because of some shirt." Minho said.

"No." You protested. "I look too good for that." Completely betraying you, your body strongly shivered.

Minho didn't bother listening to your protests and pulled the sweatshirt over your head himself. "Much better."

You snuggled into the soft fabric which smelled just like Minho. His body heat still lingered on the sweater and you couldn't have been more glad. "Thank you." You mumbled.

"What was that?" Minho smirked.

"I said thank you." You grumbled and turned away.

"That's what I thought." Minho smiled even wider and planted a tiny kiss on your cheek before taking off running. "Now come catch me!" He shouted as you rolled your eyes and took off right after him.

Changbin

"Are you sure you're not cold?" Changbin asked you for the third time that morning.

The two of you were on the balcony of your bedroom sitting in the patio chairs with breakfast. You had made two cups of tea for the both of you and baked some pre-frozen croissants. The crisp morning air made goosebumps apear on your skin and Changbin was too smart not to notice.

"I... well-" You started, but Changbin cut you off.

"One minute." He slid open the door back inside and shut it behind him. You wrapped your arms around yourself, trying to keep warm as you wondered where he was going and what he was doing. You took another slow sip of tea.

It wasn't long before Chanbin came back, a hoodie in hand. "Put this on." He said, handing it to you. It was a plain black hoodie with white drawstrings and you couldn't have asked for anything more.

You pulled the hoodie close after snuggling into it's warmth and stood up to admire the sunrise. "Thank you, Bin." You smiled at him.

"Anytime." He replied, hugging you from behind and nuzzling his face into your hair.

Hyunjin

"Y/N, are you sure you don't want my coat?" Hyunjin asked.

The two of you were out in the park when it suddenly began to snow, the little snowflakes landing in your hair. It was unexpected, which is why you were only wearing a pink sweatshirt.

"You need it, Hyunjin." You replied. "I'll be fine."

"We can go home then." He sternly announced.

"No!" You shouted. "It's the first snowfall of the year and there's no way I'll be missing that for the world."

"Then take my coat please." You could see the sun's glimmer in his eyes as he shrugged off his puffy white winter coat and handed it to you.

"Hyunjin, I don't want you to be cold." You tried to protest, but he already had your arms wrapped up in the coat.

"Too bad." His calm voice replied. "Guess who offered to keep the other warm first, me." He took your hand in his mitten and drew you close. "I can handle being cold for you." He hummed.

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The sun had finally set and the cool, crisp air was blowing through your hair. You had just left a meeting with your employees and were carrying two bags and a cup of coffee. It was truly a beautiful evening.

You worked for a very well-known cosmetic company which constantly produced brand new trendy products for the public. Your cosmetics were used by idols and average people alike and nobody ever complained about them. You only ever heard good reviews, which was probably a good thing since you were the founder and boss of this company.

Tonight you wore a black dress with long sleeves which went all the way down to your calves. The shiny black heels on your feet made a satisfying click against the pavement of the sidewalk you were walking home on.

You decided to take a shortcut home through the park since you were so eager to go home and began taking the path right down the middle. It was now practically dark out, and the moon had just been covered by the clouds. The small street lights helped your view, but not by much.

Your heels dug into your ankles and you tried to keep walking, but it was no use. You sat down on a small wooden bench in the middle of the park and examined your ankle. You groaned when you saw the blister.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly burst open and fat raindrops began to fall down, soaking everything. Great, you thought. This is just great.

You gathered your things and disgarded your coffee cup in the nearby trash can. You tried your best to hobble out of the park and make your way home, but your ankle hurt way too much to ignore.

Click.

The sound of an umbrella opening filled your ears and you looked up. Sure enough, there was an incredibly good looking man holding an umbrella over your head.

"Thank you so much." You gushed.

"Of course." The handsome stranger replied with a grin.

He walked you out of the park and back into the city. You tried your best not to fall over, but you ended up stumbling a few times. Of course, he noticed.

"Are you... okay?" He asked hesitantly. "You're walking kinda funny."

"I-I hurt my ankle while walking with these heels on." You replied.

"Sit." He motioned to the bench behind us and you sat down.

He opened up his own bag and dug around for a moment or two, leaving you with the umbrella. It wasn't long before he pulled out a small bandage from one of the inside pockets and unwrapped it before sticking it to the back of your heel.

"You're so kind, uhh-" You blanked, not knowing what to call him.

"Chris." He replied.

"Chris." You repeated, watching his hand freeze from where he was nursing your ankle. "I'm Y/N."

Of course, the rain wasn't the final terrible thing to happen that evening, and fate decided that some lightning would make the night even better.

"Quick!" Chris shouted over the clap of thunder. "Over here!" He pulled you up from the bench and quickly ran to the other side of the street, where a small bus stop was, all while holding your hand.

You both realized what he had done at the same time and he abruptly let go of your hand. "Sorry." He mumbled, averting his gaze.

Your hair stuck to your face and you tried to tuck it behind your ear. "Chris, what do you do for a living?" You asked, hoping to start a conversation.

"I-I uhh, well... I make music." He stammered and you raised an eyebrow, unsure why he seemed so hesitant. "What do you do?" He asked.

You smiled, eager to explain your job, just like every other time someone asked. "I'm the boss of a cosmetic company." You put your proud face on, enjoying bragging about your achievements.

"What kind of cosmetics do you make?" Chris asked curiously.

"We just released our new line of fruit lip tints!" You exclaimed. "Let me show you the product pictures." You pulled out your phone and opened up your email.

You clicked on the newest product pictures for the lip tints and began swiping through for Chris to see. "This one's my favorite." You said as you passed by the cherry flavoured one. "I have it in my bag." You pulled it out as proof. "I'm wearing it right now, actually."

"Wow, Y/N, this is crazy." Chris chuckled. "You really have to send some of these down to our stylists!" He exclaimed. "These lip tints sound perfect."

"Stylists?" You questioned.

"Ah, of course..." Chris took a deep breath and all of the words came rishing out with his exhale. "My job is an idol and I'm part of a K-Pop group called Stray Kids and I really hope you won't tell anyone you saw me!" He rambled nervously and you thought it was slightly adorable.

You laughed. "Chris, I won't tell anyone." You assured him. "I'll keep your secret."

"Thank you." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "That means a lot, Y/N." His voice was filled with emotion now.

You tried to tuck your hair behind your ears again, with no success, your hair still being plastered to your face from the rain.

"Here," Chris motioned for you to turn around and you did. He began taking strands of your hair and winding them together.

"Are you... braiding?" You asked, voice filled with shock as you turned to face him.

"Yeah." Chris replied, biting his lip in concentration. "Now turn back around if you want this to turn out, Y/N!" He teased, making you giggle.

The two of you were acting like old friend, laughing and chatting together. It made no sense to you how you instantly took an incredible liking to this person. In fact, it might have been more than just a liking. His looks and kindness combined were the perfect combination and you loved the way he made you feel. Chris took away all of the stress that had come with working long hours to perfect your company.

Once Chris finished braiding your hair, he still wouldn't let go of the braid. "I can't explain it." He said quietly.

"Explain... what?" You asked, confused, "Did you mess up my hair?"

"No-no, it's not that." Chris shook his head. "I just feel... somehow drawn to you." He said, making his ears turn a bright shade of pink.

Your breath caught in your throat.

"I've never felt drawn to anyone before." He said.

And before you could react, he pulled your braid towards him and met your lips with his.

The kiss was soft, hesitant. Chris didn't move and neither did you. The rain still poured around the bus stop, but everything else quickly slipped your mind. There was only him.

Chris pulled back slowly. "I think cherry's my new favorite flavour." He smirked, before blushing furiously and hiding his face in his hands. "Oh, God, I shouldn't have said that."

It only made you laugh.

He peeked through his fingers at you and you slowly pulled his hands away from his face. His breath hitched as he realized what you were about to do and his eyes widened.

You held his hands as you kissed him harder than before. Thank you, Chris, you thought. Thank you for being so kind to me. Lighning flashed overhead and a clap of thunder rang through your ears not long after.

You pulled back from the kiss and said it out loud. "Thank you, Chris."

"For what?" He asked.

"For everything." You replied.

You and Chris exchanged phone numbers and smiles as the rain started to die down.

The bus driver honked impatiently at you as you tried to quickly gather up your bags and Chris helped. "I hope to see you backstage with your lip tints someday, Y/N." He said. "I can't wait to see you again."

"Goodbye, Chris." You said as you hugged.

You handed him back his umbrella and gave him one last lingering kiss on his cheek before stepping into the bus.

You found a seat by the window and waved at the curly, wet haired person who made your night so much better.

Maybe the rain wasn't such a bad thing to happen. Maybe it was just fate pushing you and this handsome stranger together. Maybe it was just the cherry on top of an amazing night.