Stealers & Thieves

Twenty One

A/N: Hello and hello! I missed writing urgh! Anyways, this is my update in a long while. I'm not completely back. Kinda a semi-hiatus. I know it's annoying having to wait for a long time. But I didn't want to stop writing and updating. Yet I can't really update a lot yet. 

Thank you to those still waiting for me. It means a lot 😭

Chan smiled at the receptionist as he walked pass to the elevator. He was the last of the group to enter the hotel. Changbin and Hyunjin had decided to go to the club bar at the end of the street. 

"Stress needs to be let out." Changbin had said. 

"Didn't you almost die tonight?" Jeongin had asked and almost got a beating. 

Anyways, Minho went along with Changbin and Hyunjin to 'babysit'. Of course, this night was an utter disaster. Chan can't figure out where they went wrong or what they missed. 

"Mnet...." Chan mumbled as he walked into the elevator. 

Just as the door was about to close, a hand slipped through the gap and the door opened up again. Chan managed to contain his surprise when he saw Chanhee standing outside. Chanhee cleared his throat as he entered the elevator, not making eye contact with Chan. 

Chan watched as Chanhee pressed the sixth floor. He was too occupied observing the man that he forgot to press his own floor. 

"Your room's at the sixth floor too?" Chanhee asked, still facing forward. 

Chan raised a brow in confusion before finally realizing he had zoned out. He shook his head which Chanhee caught from his peripheral vision.

"I'm on the fourth floor." Chan said as he pressed the button. 

Chanhee nodded. A few quiet seconds passed by before Chanhee burst into small giggles. Chan tilted his head at him. Chanhee shook his head, waving at him. 

"Sorry. It's kinda funny how we were just fighting each other and now ended up at the same hotel."

"I don't find it funny." Chan grumbled. 

"Oh, lighten up. Let's keep business as business. Separate personal life." 

"Ok then."

Chanhee did not expect Chan to listen to him. Nor did he expect Chan to pull a move on him. Chan moved his lips against Chanhee's, pushing him against the elevator wall. Chanhee was taken aback the first few seconds but responded quickly. 

His hands snaked up to hook behind Chan's neck. Chan wrapped his hands around Chanhee's waist, pulling their bodies closer. Lips parted, tongues clashed, a harmony of soft moans filled the space. 

The elevator door opened at Chanhee's floor but they didn't care. Chan backed up a bit, nudging his head at the open doors. Chanhee shook his head.

"I got a roommate." 

"Then, my room it is." 

Chan closed the space between them as he blindly pressed the close button. Lips clashed again. Chanhee stretched his head back as Chan trailed wet kisses along his pale clean neck. Well, it won't be clean soon enough. 

Time seemed to fly quick when the elevator door open at Chan's floor. Chan walked out pulling Chanhee along with him. Chanhee chuckled at the eager steps Chan took to his room. Chan was a bit embarrassed at how desperate he seemed. But he felt relieved because Chanhee seemed to want it just as much as he did.