WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK KIM SEUNGMIN
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK KIM SEUNGMIN
Chan is 5
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If I catch my grown ass self saying “I’m foive” one more time, I might just end it all honestly.
i'm in this stray kids shit for life
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prompt 57; come for the accent, stay for the existential crisis.
in which chan breaks down a bit but y/n is there to help
genre; fluff, tiny bit of angst.
a/n; this is my first imagine on here. I hope you guys like it :) (feed back is appreciated)
chan was the more calm member of stray kids, the leader, he looked after them similar to the way a father would look after his kids. he made sure that they were happy and safe. he took care of them, but there was no one to take care of him. so when he and y/n got together, it was quite a shock for him.
y/n was the kind of person that cared a lot about the people she loved, even to the point of using force to make sure they functioned like normal human beings. she would bring chan food because she knows he sometimes forgets to eat. she drags chan out of the JYPE building and to the stray kids dorm so that he sleeps in his own bed instead of the leather couch in his studio. she takes care of him while he takes care of everyone else.
and that day just so happened to be one of those days. it was 3 a.m. and chan was still in the studio working on songs for stray kids' new album. at first, y/n let it slide because she knew that he had to get the songs done soon but it had been 5 whole days since chan got a full 8 hours of sleep so she drove to the JYPE building to go get chan and drag him back home.
when she entered the building was quiet and almost empty, but she could faintly hear the sound of chan's unfinished song echoing through the halls. she took the elevator up to the floor chan's studio was on and walked towards the studio, the music getting louder as she walked closer. when she pushed open the door of the studio, y/n expected to see chan starring at his bright computer screen, chipping away at the unfinished track, completely absorbed in his work. however, she was greeted by the exact opposite.
upon entering the first thing y/n noticed was chan's laptop, left abandoned on his desk, playing the song she heard on the way up to his studio.
'it sounds pretty good' she thought.
the second thing y/n noticed was chan himself. he was sitting on his leather couch with his head in his hands. from the way his back was rising and falling and the quiet sobs, y/n could automatically tell that chan was crying. she paused the track and rushed over to him, gently wrapping her hands around his wrists. chan looked up at her with tearful eyes.
"y/n? what are you doing here?" chan asked. his accented voice was broken by sniffling.
"well i came here to drag your ass back home so you could get some good sleep but that's the least of my worries right now. tell me what's wrong."
chan looked back down and sighed. “it’s this song. something about it is off and i can’t figure out what it is. usually, this isn't a problem but with the deadline coming up and all the pressure of making perfect for stay-”
y/n placed her fingers under chan’s chin and tilted his head up so his eyes met with hers. “christopher bang, you listen to me right now. you are the most talented person i know. if anyone is going to figure this song out it's going to be you. i know you want to make it perfect for stay but you need to sleep. you haven't gotten a full night of sleep in 5 days! when you wake up in the morning maybe you'll finally realize what's wrong with the song.”
chan starred into y/n eyes, he knew she was right. she always was when it came to stuff like this.
“ok, i will,” chan said. “but can we stay here. i really don't feel like going home right now.”
y/n nodded and gently wiped the tears off of chan’s face. “of course we can.”
she laid back on the couch and rested her on one of the pillows there whil chan laid on top of her with his head against her chest. they stayed silent while y/n intertwined her fingers in chan's hair.
"thank you for staying with me, i know you'd rather sleep at home than here." chan mumbled, his voice laced with exhaustion.
"chan i love you, i'm gonna stay with you no matter what. plus you know what they say 'come for the accent, stay for the existential crisis'."
y/n felt chan giggle against her chest before his breathing evened out completely, he was asleep." y/n glanced down at him and smiled fondly.
'he works too hard for his own good.' y/n thought before falling asleep as well.
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i love this k-drama bring the popcorn
grandpa felix has better backbone than me, a 27 year old
gotta thank changbin for delivering chan selcas to us otherwise we wouldn't get shit
take a look at my girlfriend she's the only one i've got 😩
the day he finally says fuck is the day i'll rest in peace
Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it, I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted. I fell right through the cracks, now I'm trying to get back. 💭👋🏻♡
So Stay’s birthday is August 1st and because of time zones it’s August 1st in Korea but still July 31st here (aka my birthday) so my ass is going to pretend this was specifically for me
han jisung king of entertaintment