Bias (Bang Chan x Reader) +18

Blossom II

He unties the rope and lowers me down.

"Chan, you really don't have to-" I try to discourage his actions, but clearly he is already dead set on it.

"-Shh.. It's fine. I don't want you to be uncomfortable." He silences me, before pecking me on the lips.

The vibe was odd.

It was such an abrupt end, and now he's acting strangely calm, but like he is overly conscious of appearing annoyed.

He releases my ankles from the restraints and I pull my legs into my chest.

I watch him as he gathers the rope together and unclips it from the ceiling. He gave nothing away. No hint that he was annoyed or frustrated. It was unsettling.

Once everything was away, he opens his draw and lifts out a bottle along with some cotton pads.

"Lay on your belly for me." He instructed softly, but with no emotion.

I did as he said, but I propped myself up on my elbows.

"This might sting.." He warned before gently wiping the cotton pad in strokes on the whip marks he left me.

I winced at the sting, grabbing fistfuls of his bedding while I endured the aftercare.

"Sorry." He toned, then popping a cap off a tube of cream. He carefully massaged the cream onto the wounds, and when he was done, handed me a pair of his boxers to put on.

"Thank you, Chan." I mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

I couldn't help but feel bad for making him stop.

I know the last thing he would do is project any frustration on me, but I couldn't help but convince myself that he was pissed. 

"Hey, it's okay. Let's get some food? We can watch a film in bed afterwards if you want as well?" Chan suggests, almost making extra effort to be attentive.

"Sounds nice." I smile weakly at him, and he takes my hands to help me off the bed.

We exit out the room and make our way to the kitchen. 

Changbin is in there already and sat with a protein shake as his post workout. His hair was wet with sweat, curling outwards framing his face.

"Oh, you've been working out?" I strike up a conversation while Chan looks in the cupboards for something to eat.

"Yeah, I just did a chest set." He exhales while lightly massaging his swollen pecks.

I always thought Bin was attractive, but seeing him like this was getting me flustered. He looked amazing.

"Oh..Kay. So we have Jin Ramen and Buldak Ramen. Both mild. What's your preference?" Chan turns, holding up the two noodle packets.

He cocks his head slightly after noticing I was blushing.

"Uh.. Jin please." I awkwardly giggle.

"Chan's talking about 'ra men', Y/N.. not 'men'." Changbin teases, almost like he could read my mind and couldn't resist pointing out my immaturity.

I pulled a shocked Pikachu face at Changbin while Chan just stood there laughing at me.

"Hilarious. You should be a comedian!" I jokingly snap back at Bin.

"No fighting, now." Chan adjusts his tone like a disapproving father, but his lip curling into a smirk was ruining his act.

As he turns to cook the food, I narrow my eyes at Changbin and he does the same back to me, but then winks at me to catch me off guard.