Your Scent [JeonChan]

7

Not revised and late lmao but well HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Let's stay strong and together through this Stay!

Alexa play Lovestay by Straykids.

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Chan went into his bedroom before he barged into Changbin's and Jeongin's shared room.

The shorter was sleeping peacefully on the couch, instead of Felix, now. The younger Australian knocked a few times on Jeongin's door with Chan right next to him.

"Maybe he fell asleep already?"

Chan frowned.

"Maybe, should we leave him?"

Felix shrugged.

"I guess so, we can talk tomorrow."

Chan put a hand on the wooden door, inhaling a nervous breath.

"Something doesn't feel right."

Felix furrowed his eyebrows.

"With him or?"

"I don't know I just have a bad feeling. Jeongin?"

The whole dorm could have awoken with his half shout, but no one did, making the older even more nervous.

He tried to open the door, barging in at the unlocked room.

Jeongin always locked the door to sleep.

Felix's expression got serious as he looked into the bathroom, scanning the room slowly before he turns to a wide eyed Chan.

"He's gone."

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Chan stopped again next to the company, the street still full with cars even though the night was hours in. The cold air turned his breath into frosty smoke, his tires legs from running around, soar voice.

"We need to call someone."

"Lix, he's a grown man, he would not get into actual trouble okay.", he sighed, trying to convince himself about that. "He's probably just wanting some fresh air."

Felix tapped his foot on the ground, looking around.

"We're never finding him. Call him."

"His phone is with me. He left it on the bed.

Felix groaned, taking his phone out.

"I'm getting Minho, keep looking."

The older didn't even have the time to argue, nor could do so.

He would appreciate his support at that time.

"Where on earth are you, Jeongin?" He muttered, letting his eyes rest in all boys that had any feature that remembered him of the youngest.

The darkness made it dificult to finally spot the younger, hands in his pockets, walking down the street like he had been through there a bunch of times already, ignoring the groups of young people gathered next to the traffic lights.

Chan's throat felt closed as he ran to the youngest, noticing his headphones a bit too late. He had never ran that fast, reaching out for his arm and almost regretting it at the scream Jeongin let out as he pulled his back against his own chest, arms hocked around the younger.

Jeongin's headphones fell, a car going past him full speed, ignoring the red light. He saw everyone around them stop and look, shocked faces, some shouts at the rude driver who simply kept going.