Nᴏ Hᴏᴍᴏ﹖ [₂Cʜᴀɴ]

♪ ɴɪɴᴇ ♪

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My back hurts

So maybe Chan was bad at communication.

He called Hyunjin over to talk but it ended up with Hyunjin sitting on top of him, groaning a little too sensually in his ear for Chan not to react.

"I-I kinda wanted to tal-lk." Hyunjin's head was buried in Chan's neck, hips grinding down against the olders.

"...Then talk." He locked his lips with Chan's, not interested much about whatever Chan had to say.

Hyunjin's fingers brushed over the collar of his shirt before finally undoing the buttons to it. "I wanted- no I n-need you to lis-" Chan hissed through his teeth, chest rising and falling with every drag of Hyunjin's cold hands

"I need you too."

He breathed against Chan's skin, kisses falling down his chest. "No - that's not what I meant-" Chan's arm automatically came up to grab the base of Hyunjin's ponytail, watching him try and unzip his pants.

"Wait!"

Hyunjin paused, lifting his head to look at the male. "What happened?"

"Can you...uh-" He got the message, awkwardly pulling his hand out of Chan's pants.

"Did I go too far? I'm sorry."

Chan reached forward, pulling Hyunjin to rest on his lap. "No! That's not why - I just...I don't know how to-" Hyunjin kissed him mid sentence, stopping him from the rambling that he knew was coming.

"Is this where you break up with me?" Hyunjin laughed to try and lighten the mood but the fact that Chan wasn't joining him was off putting.

"Oh..."

Hyunjin averted his eyes, climbing off of Chan's lap and settling on the seat next to him.

"Look Hyunjin..." 

Chan ruffled his hair, getting up and kneeling in front of the male. "I'm sorry." He rubbed his hand over his knee, using the other to lift Hyunjin's chin.

"Don't. Just, don't Chan." He moved his hand away, looking off to the side. "I know what you're going to say. I just really don't...want you to say it."

Well now Chan felt like a complete asshole. Hyunjin was nothing but sweet to him and he'd been using him. How could he?

"Jinnie I- look, I swear I didn't mean for us to end like this but i'm an idiot."

Hyunjin reached out to the older, hands holding the side of his face. "Don't say that. We don't have to end like this." Chan's eyes softened, mad at the position he put himself as well as Hyunjin in.

"Whatever you're thinking is wrong, I want this, I want you." Hyunjin pushed off the couch, sitting on the floor in front of Chan. "Chan, please? Don't do this to me."

"But Hyunjin, this isn't right. It's not fair to you." Chan bit his lip, his heart absolutely killing him to see Hyunjin in this state.

"Don't - don't worry about me and don't feel bad either! I'm fine with this, just don't leave."

Chan nodded, stiffly picking Hyunjin up and setting him back on the couch. "Okay...okay."

Chan didn't know if he was making the right choice or not but he knew he didn't have the strength to turn Hyunjin away at the moment. He needed some time to himself.

"Give me a minute, okay?" Chan hesitated but leaned over and kissed the male on his lips. "I'll be back."

He grabbed a lighter and a joint he rolled earlier on his way out the front door. Chan settled on his front step, flicking the flint wheel a few times until the flame was present.

Once it was lit, Chan brought the joint to his lips, inhaling deeply before breathing out. It was pretty instant, he felt relaxed, all the stress from earlier kind of weighting off his shoulders.

He brought the lighter up to his face, admiring the design. It was pretty - made him want to just have a whole collection of weird ones.

When Chan brought the joint back up to his lips, it was taken, drawing his attention quickly to the new addition joining him on the steps.

"...Hey." 

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I've seen some REALLY cool lighters - Wish someone would get me one without thinking that I'm a drug addict. 

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