Gnab

YAYYYYY ITS BACK

I think I’m just in shock. Like, I can’t process that this is real.

WHAT WAS THE POINT OF ME TAKING MELATONIN AND FALLING ASLEEP EARLY IF I JUST ENDED UP WAKING UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, NOT TIRED?

MAN I CAN’T BE DOING THIS, I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW 😭

Boyfriend texts with Hyunjin 🩷

Crack

I’m making a pretty detailed story and it might even become a series, so here’s this in the meantime!

If anyone has tips, requests, or app recommendations, PLEASE share! I’m still new to this 😖

Warnings! Mentions of blood and menstruation

You’re joking, right…?

Alternate universe to “Wait, What?”

Bangchan x reader

Angst

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I looked down at the pregnancy test, anxiety filled my head as I read what it foretold.

Positive.

My eyes watered like I hadn’t blinked for years, as if they were exhaling emotion in the form of tears.

I panicked. What’s would Chris think? What would we do with the baby? What would this do to his career?

So, I called his best friend— our best friend. Felix.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up?” He said as he answered the call almost instantly.

“I-I’m….i…” I could barely speak, my whole being was shaky and it felt like I couldn’t breathe. “I’m pregnant.”

I could almost feel his shock through the phone.

“It’s Chans?”

“Who else’s would it be…?”

“Just making sure,” He said, inhaling. “Does he know?”

“No,” I whispered into the phone.

“Please tell him,” Felix said, “he has to know as soon as possible.”

“Okay…” I said shakily, hanging up. Just then, the front door opened to the apartment. “Baby, I’m home!” Chan called from the kitchen.

I stepped out of the bathroom, wiping my face. “Hey, everything alright?” He asked, hugging me.

“There isn’t anyway to easily say this….but I’m pregnant.” I said softly, looking into his eyes. The eyes I fell in love with. The eyes that I wanted to remember for the rest of my years.

Bangchan pulled away and exhaled. “You’re joking, right?” He asked cautiously.

“I’m not…” I whispered.

“Baby, I love you…but we can’t…we can’t have a baby yet. My career…I can’t do both. It would be too much.”

“This isn’t just an idea…it’s reality. And- and you can’t ask me to abort them…I can’t do that…” I said, the tears I tried so desperately to hold back finally racing down my face like it was a game of who could make it to the collar of my shirt first.

“Then…then I’m sorry but we can’t be together.”Bangchan said, looking anywhere except my eyes.

“Chris, you’re being ridiculous. It’s not a crime to-”

“I know it’s not a crime! I know! But I have to focus on my career, on the kids, on the fans…”

“I…understand.”

“I’ll pay for child support, but no one can know about the baby. Just…we have to play it off as just a break up.

“And he kept that promise, he payed child support, and he even helped me out sometimes if he had an hour or two to spare. I obviously didn’t- couldn’t move on. We stayed friends. But I was obviously hurt. He knew that. So he stayed close, we even tried it in secret again. But it didn’t work. That’s why you only see him on sundays…”

I looked up, my vision blurred by my tears as I looked at my 16 year old daughter. “That’s why your father is barely around, Umi.”

She didn’t say anything, hugging me as we stood there, the window fogging from the humidity of the rain, the clouds painted the once blue sky into a swirling gray canvas, the rain droplets drowning the earth in their existence. “I’m sorry mum, I hope I’ll never have to go through that,” she whispered softly.

“I hope so too.”

Part one OR happy ending

Oh, Okay.

Fluff

Bangchan x reader

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As we both walked through hall, we held each others hands as we made our way to the studio that all the boys were in. We walked into the studio and they greeted us.

“Hey…we need to tell you something…” I said, gripping Chris’s hand a bit tighter. “Yeah, what is it?” Hyunjin asked, they all fixed their attention onto us. “I’m…pregnant.”

The boys were all shocked at first, but all were excited for us. They promised that they would support us and fought over who would be the better uncle.

The baby finally came. A girl. Her name was Umi. They all ogled at her and gave her presents. What more could a baby ask for. What more could me and Chris ask for?

“And so that’s how the story went. Nothing much, nothing less. Okay, a little short, but hey, sometimes that’s how life is. Sometimes it’s hard, sometimes it’s easy. What it always seems to be? Surprising. In ways big and small.” I said, finishing the story I was telling Umi and her younger brother, Oliver.

Me and Chris had bought a house. Close to the studio and close to all the members. And of course they still made music together, we aren’t that old. And we had a second child when Umi was two. Oliver. Now they are 17 and 15.

That’s it. That’s what it is.

“I still always love when you tell that story to us, mum,” Umi said, smiling softly.

“Maybe I’ll get to tell a satisfying story like that to my kids in the future.” She said, looking out the window, admiring the way the clouds painted the once blue sky into a swirling gray canvas, the droplets of rain quenching the earths thirst with their existence.

“Oh you will, love,”

“I know you will.”

Part one OR sad ending

Wait, what?

My first skz story :D

(WARNINGS - cursing, pregnancy, let me know if there’s more I forgot about)

You’ve been feeling sick lately, vomiting and feeling nauseous. It could’ve easily been a cold or a fever, and that’s what you originally thought.

Until you were 6 days late on your period.

Channie knows you’ve been feeling sick, and he’s tried to comfort you as much as he could. But it’s hard when he’s an idol who is preparing for their next comeback. That’s obviously okay though, you can take care of yourself. Anyway, you went to the pharmacist and grabbed a box of two tests. When you got back home, you were shaking. You were scared.

What if I am pregnant?

What if he leaves me?

What if we can’t keep it because of his job?

Or, what if I need to stop overthinking and actually open the fucking box.

You finally opened the box and took one of the tests.

Wait.

Just wait.

How much longer?

Now?

How about now?

Maybe now?

Or now?

Please be now!

Your phone timer finally went off, the alarm startling you.

Positive.

The tears immediately fell, racing down your face like it was their life mission.

No. No no no no no. Please, please be false! Youre shaky hands scrabbled to grab the other one, chugging water until your stomach felt full. Finally, you took it.

Hurry up.

Please be false

Would he want a baby?

Or would he leave me?

Or would I be forced to get rid of it or leave him because of his public image?

Or-

The alarm went off again. You stopped walking back and forth and wiped a tear, looking at the test.

Still positive.

Fuck.

Your first instinct was to call your mom, but you didn’t want to freak her out. Mind the time difference, you didn’t want to wake her, or risk her not picking up. So you just walked over to your couch and hugged your knees, sobbing rapidly as your heart rate picked up. Soon, you were hyperventilating and your head was pounding.

This went on for 20 minutes until you finally snapped out of it, wiping your tears and snot on your sleeve. The sleeve of Channies hoodie. Your boyfriend. A famous idol.

And the father of your child.

You blinked for a moment and turned on your phone, spamming the password in and opening messages.

The big nosed bitch who stole my heart✨🌹🦘

When Chan got to your place he immediately saw you spooning jello into your mouth as if it would run away. He nearly sprinted over to you and hugged you while on the couch. “Baby are you okay? What happened? Are you sick? Are you hurt? I left Changbin in charge of recording for now, you’re my top priority,” he rambled so quickly that it made your brain think he was mad at you. So you cried. “I’m- I’m sorry!” You sobbed, covering your face with your sleeves. Chan was confused, why are you apologizing? “Hey, my love, it’s okay, I didn’t mean to sound mad. Can you take a deep breath for me?” He rubbed your back as he calmed you down. He always had a way of calming you even in the worst situations.

“You wanna tell me what’s wrong now, yeah?” He asked gently. “I’m- I’m pregnant…” you nearly mumbled. Chan was shocked and he felt like time had stopped. “Wait- what?” He asked, his brain already knowing the answer but not really processing it. “I’m pregnant,” you said, a bit louder this time. “I…how far along?” He asked hesitantly. “I don’t know, I just found out….” You checked the time, “An hour ago.”

“Woah. Uhm, alright….fuck I don’t know what to say…do you want to keep it?” Chan asked, rubbing her thigh gently. “It’s our child. I mean, I could never just get rid of it and forget about it…” you responded shakily. “Yeah…?” He questioned before speaking, “I want to keep it. Keep him or her.”

“Really…?” You asked, wiping snot away from your puffy red face. “Really,” He confirmed, “I want to keep our baby. The life we made together.”

This only made you more emotional, tears making themselves known, appearing on your face like they had a plane to catch on your chin. “Hey, it’s okay, let it out…” her said softly. When you finally calmed down, he spoke again. “Do you want to tell the others now or later?” He asked. “Now…” you responded. “Okay…well, how about we go get some food for us, then go to the studio and tell the boys, hm?”

“Okay, but let me get dressed? I look like a wreck.”

“You look gorgeous.”

Part two OR sad ending

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