Open My Eyes | Hyunchan

twelve

Chan smiled as the he unleashed Hyunjin from his grasp. The younger looked cute in his slightly oversized clothes, his pretty face shining against his dark colored clothing. The collar around his neck looked even better.

He stayed lying down for a bit, which got the younger's attention after he came back from using the bathroom.

"Chan~" He whined. "Get up, I want pancakes."

The older smiled softly, loving the domestic air that surrounded them. "I like the collar, Hyunjin."

Hyunjin smiled back and touched it with his fingers. "Can I keep it?'

"Of course," the older stretched his body, his shirt too big to lift off of his stomach. "Do you want to wear my clothes?"

"My clothes are in the living room, I think. Do you want me to pick you out an outfit as well?"

"Sure."

Hyunjin came back five minutes later with a black, showy crop top and white skinny jeans. He pondered what the hump of white and black Hyunjin had in his hands as the younger left for the bathroom. He shrugged, putting his clothes on and smiling to himself before Hyunjin walked out of the bathroom.

The younger wore very short black pants with a partial crop top in white. The contrast brought out his hair and made Chan's stomach do a small flip. "You look nice."

Hyunjin smiled softly, walking towards him and placing a hand on his exposed stomach. "I like you with less clothes."

He winked and watched as the younger rolled his eyes, slowly. "Thank you, I would say the same."

"Lets go eat."

Hyunjin and Chan arrived at a small breakfast restaurant around three in the afternoon: they got caught up with another round once Chan had pinned him to the wall. The restaurant was decorated cutely, small little tables that had cute little designs of faeries, elves, and wolves on them.

Both he and Chan chose one near the back, as the place was close to empty, and started to compliment each other's outfits again. He put a lot of words about the older's muscles in, while he just got a lot of 'sexy' and 'cute'.

"Hello people," a waiter said, walking up to them with their hair tied back in a bun. "I will be your waiter today, I'm Yeonjun."

"Hello Yeonjun," Chan said. "Can I have pancakes with bacon, number seven specifically please." Yeonjun wrote it down on their notebook. "And a hot chocolate with a bowl of whip cream on the side please."

Chan winked at him, making his face flush and ears turn a shade of red. "And for you?"

"Omelette with whip cream, number four, please. May I also have a cup of coffee?"

"Sure," Yeonjun smiled, cutely. "I'll be back soon with your food, enjoy."

They nodded to Yeonjun, who left with a small skip. Chan nudged his foot under the table. "You like eggs?"

"Yeah, don't you dare make a joke."

"Do you like scrambled eggs?"

"Chan." He whisper yelled, getting a small smirk from the older. 

"I wasn't going to make a comment, but you already thought of it like that." Chan smiled, tilting his head handsomely. "I was wondering about two things, the first one being your want for this job."

"The second one?"

"When can I bottom?"

He almost laughed. "Next time, how about that? And I really want to try whatever job you'd sign me up for." Chan seemed to relax slightly, making him worry. "Hey, are you okay?"

"I'm okay, my friend's birthday is coming up soon: not that I'm worrying about it or anything but I was just stating. Do you want to come to the party?"

"Party?"

He folded his hands on the table, listening. "Michela always does this party thing and I wanted to invite you. Bin and Felix could come, along with your other friends if you want."

He nodded. "When?"

"In a month." 

"I'm going to slap you."

"I could make a joke about that too, Hyunjin."

He blushed slightly. "Don't, but what should I get your friend? I don't know what they like!"

"She," Chan corrected. "And you can come shopping with me."

"When?"

Chan rolled his eyes, playfully. "I don't know. When I need to buy groceries."

He smiled softly, "I was wondering something, Chan." He got a soft hum in response.

"Yes?"

"I think I've started to like you, not just hanging out with you or the sex, but-" He paused, seeing the older's face shift into a big smile. "You, I like being with you. This banter and your way of speaking gives me butterflies."

"I've been starting to like you for a while, your cute little tid bits, your sexy body, your nice and mean personality." Chan rested his chin on his hand, leaning on the table. "I want to get to know you better, in many different ways, Hyunjin." Chan winked at him, making his face flush.

"I do too." 

"Then why don't we do it?" He nodded in response, "this is our second date so why don't we act all lovey dovey on it?"

"I'd love to see you like that."

"Settled then," he nodded, reaching his hand out across the table, the older took it into his own and planted a soft kiss on it. "You look beautiful today, love."

His heart skipped a couple beats. "You look so pretty today, I like your muscles."

"Are you a poster?" Chan asked.

"No," he laughed, surprised at the randomness. 

Chan only smirked, playfully. "Because I'd love to pin you to my wall."

"Aish-" he smacked the older's hand softly, intertwining their fingers together and messing around with it. They spent the next ten minutes complimenting each other, which in reality they were already doing beforehand and there was no need to try and be lovey dovey when they do this by themselves.

The waiter came back with food dishes, setting them on the table. The once pink haired Yeonjun was now replaced with a slightly taller blue head. "I have your food, Yeonjun is in the back so he asked for me to come out. I'm Soobin, their boyfriend."

Chan smiled. "Your Yeonjun is very kind, thank you for the food, Soobin."

"No problem," the taller winked at him. "You guys look cute together, an amazing duo of crop tops."

"Thank you-" Soobin turned and walked away, a slight pep in his step. "Chan, can I give you a nickname?"

"If I can call you weasel, then yes."

"Okay, Channie." 

"I like you, weasel." 

"I know, I like you too, Channie."

Chan smiled softly. "Do you want," the older grabbed both his hands and softly kissed them. "To be my boyfriend, then?"

He parted his lips, shocked.