Nᴏ Hᴏᴍᴏ﹖ [₂Cʜᴀɴ]

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I'm just gonna keep on updating this until it's over.

"Did I really have to be here?" 

Chan sat in this rolly chair, swinging himself around. He 'didn't mind coming with Changbin but he was just a little nervous that he'd embarrass himself here.

"Yes, you said you'd come with me."

Changbin sat back in the padded chair, he spread his legs a little, gesturing for Chan to come over. "Sit with me." He patted his lap specifically but Chan refused to get out of his chair.

"No! What if they come in?"

The male reached over the small table set up for him to grab Chan's hand. He didn't exactly think he'd mind if someone saw him with Chan in his lap but then again he wasn't sure.  

"Whatever, just bring your chair closer."

When he was close enough, Changbin rested his hand on the male's thigh. "Really?" Changbin turned his head to the side so Chan couldn't see the cheeky smile on his face.

When the tattoo artist finally came into the room - Chan jerked back, the chair following him a good few inches away from Changbin. He was now sat close to the male's head.

"Hey, Changbin. Been a while, huh?" He walked in the room and immediately started setting his things up.

Chan couldn't really get a good look at him since his hat was pulled down and he had a mask on as well. Though Chan could tell from his build alone he might be pretty handsome.

"Yeah, too long bro. Had to get my fill."

Chan kind of just looked back and forth between the two of them, not exactly liking how friendly they were with each other but then again he knew that a close friendship had to have been made with how many times Changbin visited.

"Alright. Take it off when you're ready."

'Huh, what? Take what of-'

His own question was answered when Changbin stood and lifted his shirt over his head, tossing it at Chan just for shits and giggles. "Hey!" The shirt hung off of Chan's head, the younger's cologne smacking him in the face.

"Hold that for me, Chan." Changbin sat back down on the chair, leaning comfortably back on it. The tattooist laid the stencil where the male had pointed to, making sure it was to his liking.

While he was getting his gun ready he glanced up at Chan. "Who's this, Changbin? Boyfriend?"

There was a pause.

"Nah, just a friend." Chan didn't know how he was supposed to feel about that. Technically Changbin was right, they hadn't gotten to that stage yet. That shit still stung though.

The tattoo artist started working on the tattoo, they would be there for a good two hours. "Right, forgot. You're not gay - my fault."

Changbin mumbled something under his breath, eyes jumping up to Chan only to look away once he'd seen the older was already looking at him. He didn't correct him, Changbin just didn't know what to say.

He reached out and grabbed onto Chan's hand again, a small way of giving the older reassurance for the time being.

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So maybe Chan had spaced out and stared at the mirror set in front of him. He had the perfect view of Changbin and the tattoo that was almost completely finished.

"Do you like it, Chan?"

Did he like it? Chan fucking loved it.

"I-It looks great, Binnie."

Changbin stood in front of the mirror, leaning forward a little to get a closer look at the new ink on his chest. "I think it came out good. This is pretty hard actually." He turned around to Chan, grabbing his shirt from one of the free chairs and putting it on. 

'I'm har-' 

"Let's go, I feel bad that I had you sitting here for almost two hours." Changbin's hands shook as he held them out for the older, an awkward smile on his face.

Chan stood up, feeling his bones cracking from sitting there for so long. He walked hand in hand with Changbin back to the car. The younger got in the driver's seat with Chan sitting next to him, playing soft music from his radio.

"It was pretty cool to see how getting a tattoo works."

Though it was, Chan kind of thought that the whole process was very tedious. Having to run the gun over his skin and pause to wipe up the blood and ink just seemed like too much work.

"You were thinking of getting one soon, right?"

Changbin again placed his hand on the older's thigh, messing up his train of thought. It would've been fine if he kept it there and that was it but Changbin was slowly rubbing over his leg as well. 

"I uh...Yeah - yeah I was."

The entire drive continued that way, with Changbin asking questions (being a huge tease), while Chan could barely form coherent sentences. He thanked the people higher up when the pulled into a parking spot not too far from Changbin's house.

"Alright, this was fun. Thanks for coming with me today." Changbin leaned over and kissed the side of his head. "We can take a nap when we get inside, I know you're tired."

Changbin grabbed his keys, ready to hop out the car when Chan had grabbed him by the wrist. "What? What happened?"

Chan slowly looked at him, nodding his head to the empty seats behind them. He slid his hands behind Changbin's neck pulling him closer to him - whispering over his lips,

"...Let's go in the backseat." 

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I'd love it if Jisung was to get an eyebrow piercing - if Chan was to get a lip piercing (double knot era just had me drooling tbh) and if Changbin was to get full sleeve tattoos  😩

[I bias 3Racha btw if you haven't noticed by now] 

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