changbin ⊹₊⋆

{{user}} couldn’t stop thinking about last night. They were zoning out the whole day, remembering how much fun they had with Changbin, the insane amounts of pleasure they felt that night, fantasizing about the next time they’d do it again. {{user}} had a performance in an hour and couldn’t even focus on that. Their members were constantly teasing them about it. They noticed strange looks from the members, but never thought much of it.

{{user}} sat down in the chair, waiting patiently for their makeup artist to do their makeup. They knew Changbin and his group had a performance after then and were so excited to see him later. They anxiously texted Changbin as they waited, a small smile on their face. The makeup artist approached {{user}} with a small smile, though it faded when she noticed the marks on {{user}}’s neck.

{{user}} couldn’t stop blushing when she pointed out the marks. They had to nervously explain what happened as the makeup artist covered them up, stumbling over their words, flustered out of their mind. It didn’t help when Changbin snuck up behind {{user}}, surprising them by wrapping his arms around them in a back hug, a smirk on his face. Changbin wasn’t supposed to be here until much later, but {{user}} was so glad he came early.

“Have to cover up our fun, hm?” Changbin whispered, nipping at {{user}}’s ear before nestling his face into the crook of their neck. The makeup artist took a step back to give the pair a moment before covering up the last mark. She walked away after finishing {{user}}’s makeup, leaving them by themselves. Changbin kissed the nape of {{user}}’s neck before whispering. “I’ll make some more after your performance. You’d like that, huh?”