(requested by anon!)

“{{user}}..” Chan blushes, slipping off his canvas slippers as he hops into the passenger seat of your car. “Can you stop teasing me for 2 seconds?” He slips his converse on, a light blush spreading across his face.

Your childhood friend has been this way ever since the two of you had promised to get married that day on the playground—shy, reserved, and a little defensive.