❛ 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞. 𝖻𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 [ ✓ ]

▹ Totally mysterious vibes

Since the hiatus and influx of solo projects as well as preparing to send off his family as they departure one by one, George had been a busy man. He was working on his solo, having meetings galore for a potential new exciting project, as well as being the prize of a battle between two brands. It had been rather hard to catch up with Chungha, who bless her heart, was extraordinarily patient.

For the first time in months, George finally had some free time to spend with her and you better believe that every inch of his attention was going to be on her. He switched his phone off, sliding it into his draw so that nothing could take his attention off of her.

"What if someone suddenly dies?" She mused as she applied a face mask to her boyfriends face, referring to the fact that absolutely no one could get in contact with him.

The two had just had a nice hot bath with finest of bath bombs, and were now on the sofa with a coffee table filled with food and wine, whilst one of George's favourite Disney films played in the background. Pluto was fast asleep beside the pair of them having tired himself out from running circles around his second parent when she entered the apartment hours ago.

"Then that would be devastating," he replied.

George had a home phone, he knew if it was an emergency then they would call that which is why he wasn't worried about keeping his mobile locked in his draw away from reach. He knew if he had it in his reach then he would be swept away by work, and that is the last thing he wanted—Chungha deserved his undivided attention.

"Have you thought anymore about which brand you want to partner with?" Asked Chungha, intrigued.

George had been approached with two offers for an ambassadorship, both brands trying to woo him with expensive gifts and compliments. He was still unsure of which he wanted to go for, he'd always been a people pleaser and he didn't want to disappoint any of them.

He shook his head. "Too stressful."

Realizing the topic brought back a massive wave of discomfort, Chungha wiped the excess mask off of her hands and rubbed in some hand cream in the scent of watermelon, before brushing her fingers tenderly through George's hair relaxing him in an instant. If the face mask hadn't already hardened on her own skin, she would've grinned.

His body relaxed against her own, mouth parting with a quiet breath. He really could have fallen asleep then and there but forced himself to refrain, they didn't have much time together recently and he was not going to spend the rare hours they did have, sleeping on her. It wasn't fair though he knew she'd understand, in fact, she condoned it.

Chungha had been worried about how much sleep and food George had been having. He was completely absorbed by work, she knew he wasn't taking care of himself aside from when one of the other boys stopped by to pretty much keep him alive as though he was some kind of plant.

Jimin had been keeping her updated on him, which she was extremely grateful for. She couldn't just rock up to Hybe everyday—people would get suspicious, so she was thankful his members were helping her out as much as they could. Chungha also knew that George throwing himself into work was apart of a coping mechanism to deal with the fact that soon enough, he wouldn't be seeing his members everyday like he's used to.

Change is hard, and the idea of saying goodbye even if it's just for two years was hard on him. He was barely coping with Jin being gone.

"If I went to the military would you leave me for Chaehyun?" George hummed against her body, catching her off guard. He wasn't going to the military, but the question was fun to ask.

The tips of his hair ghosted against her lips leaving a trail of tingles behind, peering up at her with his head now leaned back.

She grinned down at him. "Chaehyun is too much for me to handle. Charlie on the other hand..."

George gasped, startling both Chungha and Pluto as he sat up, turning his body so that he was facing her with the biggest eyes she'd ever seen. He didn't look mad, and she knew he wasn't. He just looked like he had been told the most scandalous rumour to ever exist.

"Charlie? Charlie Bae? Oldest member of Stray Kids, Charlie? MY CHARLIE?!" He screamed. [ a/n — potential hint in this sentence.]

Chungha nodded her head, completely unfazed.

Sitting back into the soft cushions, George looked to be in deep thought. "You know what? I get it. It's the mystery isn't it?"

Chungha nodded again. "He's got such a mysterious vibe that I'd be into if I wasn't completely in love with you."

If this was two years ago, George would have been a little worried but he had complete trust in Chungha. He had been hurt in the past, but she had never ever given him a reason to not trust her. So, he typically felt more amused by the confession, mainly because he understood her.

Charlie was sexy in a mysterious way, kind of nerdy but George totally understood it.

"I wish I was mysterious but I have this thing where I just can't shut up."

Chungha tried to grin the best she could, placing one hand on his cheek and the other on his neck. "And that's exactly why I would choose you over anyone. You're devilishly handsome; you can sing; you're kind..." With every compliment, she moved closer. Pushing him on his back, she straddled his waist and leaned down so their lips were just inches apart, her voice becoming deeper with sensual tone that had him almost squealing. "You're funny; you have this smirk that makes me want to pounce on you; and you sure know how to move those hips."

George was breathless, and they hadn't even done anything yet. "Thank you, I took a hoola hooping classes for three years."

Against his lips, Chungha couldn't help but laugh before the vibe switched like a light and he filled the tiny bit of space between them by pressing a deep kiss to her lips.

And then, the timer went off.

"Time to peel off the mask!" She cheered, pulling away as if she didn't have a hot and bothered man panting beneath her.

George sat up on his elbows.

"I would totally have a threesome with Charlie if you wanted to."

Chungha flicked some lukewarm water at him. "As if Charlie would ever agree."

She's right, Charlie wouldn't.

Kim Chaehyun, on the other hand, probably would but George would rather die than ever imagine that.

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i wanted to write angst to feed my sad vibes but as soon as i tried i ended up making it into a really cute chapter but that's okay because george and chungha always cheer me up. i love my babies so much.

what brand do you think charlie should ambassador for? i was thinking he gives gives off ysl vibes but i'm not sure yet.

thank you so much for reading, this wasn't proofread but i hope you enjoyed anyway.

you're greatly appreciated 💜

— blue x