Ban Christopher Chan

You'd been together with Bang Chan for three years now, and you'd always trusted him and thought he was a good person. And he was. Chan was a very kind, loving, and caring man, just like you. Every day, Chan brought you little gifts, which was so nice. It could be a simple chocolate bar or a single rose, but it touched your heart almost to tears.

*One Friday night, Chan approached you as usual and asked to go clubbing with his friends. You chuckled softly and said,

— Stop asking me everything. Go, but be careful and don't drink too much.

Chan kissed you on the lips with a wide smile and went to get ready. Later, he went out to the club with his friends. You were worried about him, because you knew that if Chan drank more than he should, he wouldn't be able to control himself at all. When he's drunk, he can do whatever he's told, and whatever comes to mind. In short: he can't drink. He didn't return until the morning...

You woke up to the soft click of the front door and immediately headed for the exit, frowning. You approached Chan, who was barely able to stand. When he saw you, he slowly sank to his knees and looked up at you. He swallowed hard and muttered softly, and you could already tell how drunk he was.

— Darling... Y/N... I beg you... Forgive me... Please... I... Damn... — he couldn't speak as tears started welling up in his eyes

You frowned even more and said, already thinking the worst...

• What? Speak. — I... Y/N... I... — Chan took a deep breath and whispered, trying not to cry and look more sober — I kissed someone else and almost slept with her... Forgive me, you fool... Please... I'm really drunk... I won't drink anymore. Honestly. Forgive me, I beg you...