Stray Kids Imagines (ON HOLD)

the final host ; bang chan

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY CHRIS! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, YOU ARE SERIOUSLY AMAZING AND YOU ARE A ONE OF A KIND LEADER. THANKS FOR BEING AN INSPIRATION AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR DAY! -paula 💛

first person

genre: fluff

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It was a breezy night, the stars were beautifully scattered all over the sky and the sea was peaceful, overall it was a relaxing sight for me. Taking a deep breath, I stepped up the stairs that will bring me to the yacht—the location for my final date.

I remembered when I was dropped off by Jisung at the music room, there was a note taped to the door and a paper bag filled with expensive designer clothes on the floor, by the door. The note said:

Hi (Y/N),

Go inside the music room and change your clothes, and wait for the car outside after, it will take you to your location for your date...with me :3

- 방찬

It actually saddens me to think that this is my last date with the members of Stray Kids, not that I want to lead them on but they're actually really funny and are a great company, they're just not the talented hotties at school who woo all the girls, but they're also people hoping to be recognized through their music and talents.

Feeling the cold breeze hit my skin, I smiled. My hair was whipped slightly to the side due to the gentle wind, and I closed my eyes, feeling the calmness of how the night makes me.

Suddenly, I felt two arms around my waist and a warm breath fanning my ear. I craned my head to the side and saw Chan, the leader and dad of Stray Kids.

I blushed at our closeness. The tip of his nose was brushing my cheek and our lips are only centimeters away.

He chuckled and pecked my cheek softly, pulling away from our hug, holding my hand afterwards. He led me to the top deck without another word, and when we arrived I saw a table laid out for two, covered in soft pink linen with wisps of white. The railings of the yacht are wrapped in baby blue fairy lights, giving off a comfortable feeling.

Adjusting the cap on my head, I looked at Chan and took in his handsome features, amazed at how he looked effortlessly amazing in those pair of white trousers, white dress shirt, blue tie, and that white hat perched on top of his curly mop of hair.

Damn, why did he have to be so attractive?

He walked over to my side of the table and pulled out the chair for me, smiling as his dimples showed.

"Thank you." I say, taking a seat as Chan walked over to his side and sat on his own chair, putting his hands on top of his lap, smiling bashfully.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as his mouth formed in an adorable 'o' shape and abruptly stood up, walking over to the cabin in quick steps before going back to our table, a bouquet of fresh red roses in his hands.

He handed me the flowers, smiling apologetically.

"For you." he says.

I giggle softly, taking the flowers in his hands before bringing them up to my nose, sniffing the petals lightly. They smelled of vanilla and mint.

"Is that a pun?" I joked.

"Yeah." he laughed, although I could feel that he was faking his laugh because my joke isn't funny.