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"Fuck, Hyunjin."

The male sat in Chan's lap, kissing over his neck and running his hands underneath his shirt. "Keep calling my name."

Chan had asked Hyunjin over spontaneously. Due to his obvious high, Chan wasn't sure what he was doing. When Hyunjin showed up at his door, he was surprised and was just going to explain what really happened but when Hyunjin threw himself at him? Hyunjin jumped at the chance. Excitedly getting himself ready to run over to Chan's house. Chan wasn't going to just kick him out.

Might as well enjoy the visit.

"You shouldn't be." Hyunjin nipped at a spot on his neck, rubbing over the forming hickey. "...this sexy."

Chan genuinely smiled at the compliment, holding the back of his neck and pulling the taller into a kiss, plush lips feeling unbelievably good against his. "Have you seen yourself?"

Chan backed Hyunjin against the couch, hovering above him. "Beautiful." The younger held Chan closer, pecking the corner of his mouth.

"Stop, we're not gonna do this praise game because you can't handle compliments." Hyunjin reached up and fiddled with his red tinged ears. Smiling at how easily flustered he is "just accept them, okay?"

He kissed Chan with a new found softness, different from how lust driven the ones were beforehand - the faint taste of marijuana on Chan's tongue.

See - being high actually does lead to great thing... sometimes. 

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"Hyune..."

The said male was on his knees in front of Chan, the older holding the long black strands in a ponytail - tugging it every so often.

"If your vocal chords aren't fucked after this then I'm doing something wrong." Chan pulled him forward, Hyunjin's head jerking from the force.

This went on for a few weeks, Chan calling Hyunjin over and Hyunjin calling Chan over. They didn't mind and it didn't go any further either. Not that Chan was worried about it but he was starting to feel a little guilty.

Hyunjin never asks but he could tell he wanted to make something out of all of this. Chan was sure he was just putting up with him for the sake of wanting to just be in his presence. Everytime he left Hyunjin's house or vice versa - he never felt good. Just something was off.

Actually...He knew what was off. Hyunjin was, in all honesty, Chan's distraction for the time being. He felt terrible.

But he was feeling great right about now.

"Keep going, Hyunjin."

'Fuck he's so much better than Changbin...then wHA-'

Chan really wanted to slap himself, he shouldn't be thinking of him of all people. Especially not when Hyunjin was right in front of him.

God, he was a mess.

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"Feeling better?" Chan called Hyunjin over again, this time just to hang out and nothing else.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm doing fine. Come lay with me." He held his arms out, curling them around Hyunjin once he was in reach. They settled easily, Hyunjin's head resting on his chest.

"I like doing this with you." 

Chan kissed the top of his head "what? Better than when my dick is inside of y-"

Hyunjin held a hand over his mouth. "No, Well....Yes, but I meant when you're all cuddly and cute." Chan licked the palm of his hand to get him off.  "Ew!" He flicked Hyunjin's nose, hugging him a little too tight to be comfortable.

"Don't 'ew' me, you asked me to spit in your mouth yesterday!"

Hyunjin gasped, hiding his face against Chan's thick hoodie. "I thought we promised we wouldn't bring that up."

"Too bad. Should've thought about that bef-"

Chan was interrupted by a series of knocks on the front door. "I'll get it, bub." He kissed Hyunjin's forehead then reluctantly got up.

"What?"

As soon as Chan opened the door, it was pushed farther out. "Why the hell haven't you texted or called me?!"

"I- Changbin, why're you...here?" Changbin had his arms crossed, sleeveless shirt showing off the tattoos that Chan seemed to love so much. His eyes totally weren't looking-

"Why haven't you called me? It's been weeks!" Chan shrunk back in his doorway, he didn't like when Changbin got angry - plus the yelling.

Actually...This was Chan's chance to get some type of revenge.

"Sorry Bin." Chan rested against the doorway.  "I'm kinda busy." He shrugged his shoulders, a smug smile on his face. Changbin's eyebrow rose, hands falling to his sides.

"Doing what?"

Hyunjin made an appearance from behind Chan, wrapping one arm around his waist. He rested his chin on his shoulder, holding eye contact with Changbin.

"Me."

His mouth opened to retort but Hyunjin was quicker. "Bye Changbin!" He reached for the door and slammed it closed. "Well, that was...something."

Hyunjin nodded in agreement. "Yeah anyways, wanna...?" He gestured upstairs, Chan immediately getting the hint.

"Fuck yeah."

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