𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝| 𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗

..[22]..

Jeongin opened his eyes to the feeling of something on his neck.

The wet pecks chan was leaving on his neck woke him from his sleep. The room was still dark other than the faint light from the sun rising shining through the curtains. It had to be very very early morning but the older wasnt tired anymore having woken up at least an hour earlier before deciding to wake up jeongin.

The soft sound of kisses filled the room as the younger tried to blink the sleep from his eyes.

"What're you doing?" He mumbled sleepily

"Waking you up since you're such a sleepy baby"

"Noo," Jeongin whined moving his shoulder so his neck wasn't exposed anymore "just a little longer, please?"

Chan peaked around the still half asleep boy and poked his chubby cheek that was swollen slightly from all the junk food the night before. He smiled at the way the healthy skin bounced back up upon releasing his finger and went back to kissing jeongins exposed neck and shoulder softly. He had stolen the olders shirt when he took it off the night before since his room got hot from being upstairs. The shirt was rather large on his small frame not from Chan being big or anything but he preferred his clothes to be baggier and loose on him but easily exposed jeongins pale shoulder.

The sounds filled the room once again while jeongin felt little wet marks being left on his neck.

Chan knew what he was doing to the boy. Judging by his reaction the last time he did this he liked it. The older wanted to experiment further and show jeongin all the things he was capable of.

Of course he was experienced in this field. Hell he had a higher body count than Minho did. He'd had so much experience having his first one when he was only thirteen. Him and Minho lost their virginity on the same night right across the hall of a hotel together. The (much) older girls had purchased rooms for their endeavors so there wouldn't be any suspicion as to why the boys invited over seventeen year old girls. Not their brightest moment but it was fun to brag about at school to their friends.

Jeongin took a deep breath and tried to fall back asleep and ignore chan but the breath gave him away since it came out shaky. The older continued his now not so soft kisses and tried to find that one special spot.

Jeongin let out a gasp after a few moments and squeezed chans hand that had somehow linked with his in the moments this was going on. Smirking against the skin for a moment, the older began kissing over the spot momentarily before parting his lips and sucking softly. What began as small gasps escaping the youngers lips became small moans and whimpers. Jeongin didn't know that the sounds he was now making were so erotic but chan loved them.

The sucking became harder as the older began to make a mark, sucking hard so it wouldn't fade quickly. Jeongin tried to keep himself quiet embarrassed at being so loud and figured he was probably annoying chan with the noises that were escaping his mouth. Jeongin was sensitive but he didn't know that since he didn't ever experiment with these things. Slowly, his back began to arch against the olders front as he'd never felt this feeling before not recognizing it as pleasure. His ribs poked out into chans forearm as he made the movement with his body.

The blonde let go of the skin after placing a few soft kisses on the mark that was forming and the younger slowly relaxed in his hold, still breathing harshly but beginning to calm. The boy was practically trembling in his arms. A hand rubbed up and down his arm to try and help soothe him from the new found feeling. Chan would be lying if he said he wasn't slightly turned on by jeongins moaning.

Jeongins breathing began to slow and he sat up on the bed slipping on his slippers that were beside it and stood. The blonde lay there confused at his reaction, not being able to tell if he was angry or not. He walked out of the room quickly and to a connected bathroom where he flipped the light on. Chans figure lay illuminated by the artificial light. Jeongin looked in the mirror at his messy hair. His hand covered the mark that hadn't yet been seen by either of them. It stung slightly under his touch and he thought the older had bitten him or something. The younger just took in what he looked like with his glossy lips and twitter painted cheeks.

Slowly his hand moved away from the spot with a loud dramatic gasp. There was a big purple mark forming on the left side of his neck right beside his vocal chords.

"You hurt me!" His brow furrowed as he looked at the big purple mark on his neck.

Faintly he could hear Chan moving in the room and saw him appear in the mirror a few moments later, shirtless and showing off his muscles in all their tan glory.

"I didn't hurt you, silly," He chuckled "it's a hickey"

"Well why did you do it?" The younger turned around with an almost heartbroken look in his eyes that Chan had physically hurt him.

"It hurts.. " His voice wobbled slightly while he spoke, looking up at Chan as his eyes filled with tears.

The uncomfortableness of the mark threw the boy off. He didn't like it because of the pain. Though it didn't particularly hurt to the point of tears the brunette was a bit shaken by what had just happened and by the thought of chan hurting him on purpose. He was also racking his brain on how he would explain it to his parents. He had to be logical and not say something like he fell and smacked his neck somewhere.

The older saw the tears in his eyes and immediately went to hug him. He knew that jeongin took it as a bad thing when it was only meant as a good one.

The brunette pushed him away with an eye roll

"Hey, hey," Slowly Chan placed his hands on jeongins cheeks making him look at him.

"It's meant as a good thing, yeah?"

"Then why does it hurt.. You're not supposed to hurt me channie" As he spoke his cheeks slowly got smashed by the hands holding them making him pout, his brown eyes glassy in the light.

"It will only hurt for a bit I promise.. I'm sorry I should've asked for permission before I did it"

"Yes you should've.." The boy pouted making the previous one even bigger now, his lips slightly quivering after he spoke.

"Jeongin hickeys are a good thing. They're only an act of love not meant to hurt you but to show who you belong to okay?"

That one phrase stood out to jeongin.

An act of love

A smile broke across his face making his braces shine in the light of the cream colored bathroom. The eyes that we're still full of tears shining with happiness and scrunching ever so slightly making a tear fall and hit the olders thumb. That word love brought him so much joy and appreciation for Chan.

Chan hyung loves me?

I belong to him...

The sense of belonging was so special to the younger. Being loved was even more special and it made jeongins day before it had really even started.

The blonde saw the smile and was glad he didn't think it was a bad thing anymore. He was glad he liked the mark and wouldnt think of it as a nuisance.

They were both thinking different things.