𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝| 𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗

..[30]..

They were in the middle of their third hot make out session that day.

Jeongin was whimpering underneath Chan and holding on as tightly as he could to him. His parents hadn't really spoke to him for a few days so he took that as a sign to still see Chan. I mean, they never said he couldn't.

He'd finished his seminary class and he rushed over to the older house to see him, having missed him so much since he saw him a few days ago.

The feeling of missing each other was mutual since the second he walked in the door he was pressed up against it and immediately kissed.

Chan moved his lips along jeongins, making his lips feel swollen and tingly. His tongue already in his mouth, feeling around for that familiar taste. It was so good.

The younger lay on the couch, one leg off the side to balance him and the other on the couch but his foot hanging off. The weight of the blonde on top of him keeping him grounded and safe

"God I missed you" Chan whispered against his lips softly, sending goosebumps raising across the youngers skin who whimpered again in reply. Jeongin threaded his hands through the older hair, holding him in the sloppy, messy kiss in case he tried to pull away.

The blonde slowly unbuttoned jeongins shirt halfway so only his chest was exposed and kissed down his jaw line and neck until he got there. Gently, he began leaving small hickeys on his chest so he wouldn't have to do much explaining to his parents even thought they already knew.

It made him feel so good, craving chans lips on his body. Jeongin arched his back into his lips, wanting more and more of it.

"Don't stop," He whined "please, don't stop, hyung"

His voice wobbled with every word, feeling the small spurts of chills run through his body every now and then. He was so sensitive, feeling every single sensation with every inch of his body. To his relief the sucking on his skin did not stop only proceeding to pull high pitched whines from his lips.

Chan made his way back to his lips, kissing the younger passionately as he ran his hand down his body and to his thigh, bringing it around his waist.

The older brought jeongins bottom lip between his teeth, holding it there before sucking slightly on it making it more swollen than it already was.

After a few more pecks they pulled away, both breathless from want and hearts pounding from need. It felt so right and neither wanted to give that up.

"I missed you too," Jeongin whispered back while rubbing his thumb across chans cheek "so much.. " He added after a few moments of shared silence.

"You're pretty.. " He whispered to the older again.

Chan shook his head and pecked jeongins lips again.

"You're prettier" He argued back while the younger shook his head with a whine.

"Don't lie~"

"I'm not," He countered "you're the prettiest baby to ever exist."

Jeongin didn't answer, just blushed as he grabbed chans big hands and made him cover his face for him.

"Shy?" He asked, covering his blushing cheeks.

"Shy.." The younger confirmed

"That's okay" Chan shushed and tried to pull his hands away from his cheeks, only to be pulled back by the youngers small ones.

"Please just let me hide?" He asked "just for a minute until I stop blushing..?" His voice was muffled by his hands and the older couldn't help but giggle.

"Take your time" Chan permitted.

And so jeongin did, hiding while he thought of the way his heart kept fluttering at the sight of chan. How his kind kept running circles around the fact that he really truly loved being in his arms and sharing kisses with him over and over again. How he really wished with all of his heart that one day he'd hear Chan say his name with 'I love you' right after. Imagining life with the older made a warmth spread throughout his body. It was what he wanted.

It was crazy how quickly jeongin had begun to like Chan. It was almost scary in some parts as well. He'd never had a boyfriend, not that they had labeled this relationship at all but still. He'd never really even had these feelings before. This feeling. The one he always felt when Chan held him close, whispering sweet nothings while he lay there blushing. Praising him when he didnt even really do anything to deserve it. It was so perfect. Chan was so, so perfect.

He slowly peaked out of the big hands blocking his face with a cheeky smile. A faint blush still coated his cheeks but he came out nonetheless.

"What are you thinking about hm?" The older brushed his hair back into place since it had been styled in his normal back hair style he always wore.

"Nothing" He quickly replied

A hand slowly crept down to his side, tickling him making a high pitched squeal echo through chans living room.

"Nothing huh?" He asked, still attacking him

"Yes nothing!" He yelled through his giggles and screams

The older tickled him so much to where he was afraid he'd cry he was laughing so hard

"F-fine I'll tell you!" He yelled, settling once the tickling stopped but not saying anything

"I'm waiting... " He pushed jokingly

Jeongin was quiet, thinking of how to word it.

"I, " He paused, thinking "I like you too channie"

A smile broke out across chans face at those words. In all honesty he'd forgotten that the younger had never said it back. It only made it more special that he said it now and not later.

"But what are we?" The younger added after than had thought all of that. In an odd way it made his heart skip a beat.

They couldn't be anything. Not with the bet. Chan couldn't do that to him, he couldnt be that cruel.

"I don't know" Chan said softly. He felt terrible because he knew what jeongin wanted. He knew that he wanted them to be dating or a thing.

He looked down at the boy and sighed slightly, sitting up. After a moment, Jeongin sat up as well, buttoning up the few buttons the older had unbuttoned

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, feeling like he did something terrible.

"It's nothing," Chan said in response "I just have a bit of a headache"

"Do you want me to make you something to eat? Or get you some medicine?" Jeongin scooted closer, putting his hand on chans back. The hand was shrugged off as Chan stood up

"No, thanks" He said "but I do think you should go. I don't want to get you sick if I have a cold or something"

The way Chan shrugged his hand off made jeongins heart slightly break. Was he getting rejected?

"I can stay and take care of you Chan. It's really no big deal"

"Jeongin please just go" He looked at the boy with pleading eyes. He looked like he was about to cry and jeongin didn't like it.

"Okay.." He whispered softly, grabbing his bag from the floor before kissing Chan on the cheek.

"I'll call you later" The older said before the door closed.

He watched the younger begin to run once off the steps, knowing he hurt him. He felt like shit for that but he needed to fix everything with the bet.

He needed to stop it once and for all.