ᵈᵃʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ | ᶜʰᵃⁿᵐⁱⁿˢᵘⁿᵍ

promise me

Jisung sat on his bed, eyes glued to the duvet, while Chan sat across from him with his focus glued onto the brunette.

Chan was going to let the youngest sit in his nerves and fright for as long as possible.

He was going to do his best to not touch the boy as he wants to see him squirm with discomfort.

He knows that Jisung isn't fond of him, and he knows the youngest doesn't enjoy being alone with him.

So he's going to use that to his advantage in hopes of watching the boy break.

But as Lee Know told him, Jisung actually enjoyed the night they spent together. Or, parts of it, at least.

So Chan is left wondering if the youngest is hoping that he'll touch him.

He isn't going to. Well, he's going to try his best not to.

Chan still vividly remembers pulling the youngest from the bathtub after the events that had occurred between them and he never wants a repeat of that.

Jisung felt rather self conscious under the eyes of the older.

He could feel Chan looking over his features as if he were prey.

Jisung didn't quite know what was going to happen during their hours together, but he knew he wasn't going to lie again.

Just sitting here, alone with Chan, is enough to make him never want to lie again.

And after finding out that the oldest had a part in the murder of his parents, Jisung never wanted to look at Chan again.

His stomach twisted and churned as he thought about the demise of his family.

Did they suffer? Was it painful? Or did the killers show mercy?

All these questions ran through the brunette's mind as he stared blankly at the duvet.

"Doll." Chan finally called out, earning nothing but silence from the boy.

Chan sighed, scooting closer to the boy before he called out again.

This time, Jisung hummed softly but refused to meet the older's eyes.

"Can you tell me what's on your mind?"

Shifting in his spot, Jisung sighed gently to himself, "Did my parents suffer?"

Chan bit his lip, not really knowing how to answer the question.

The Han's were killed execution style, his men's favorite way.

He doubts they suffered too much, unless his men decided to have some fun with them before their deaths.

"No." Chan replied, "They didn't suffer."

Jisung nodded, a silent tear falling down his cheeks.

"Why'd they have to die?" The younger finally looked up to meet the dull eyes of the male in front of him.

"Do you want the honest answer?" Chan questioned, admiring the glistening tears that slipped past Jisung's glossy eyes.

The younger nodded, making Chan sigh, "I told you. Nobody is going to tear us apart."

Jisung wanted to argue that his parents could have remained silent, but he knew better.

Not only would his parents try to fight for their son back, but they would also do so with all eyes on Chan and Lee Know.

"Can you...Can you promise me something?" Jisung's voice cracked as he hoped Chan would oblige.

Chan only nodded, letting the younger continue, "I'd like you to not harm Felix or Seungmin. Even if they come around or say something, please, don't hurt them."

Chan thought for a moment before agreeing, "Okay. I promise."

Jisung smiled a gentle smile, thankful for the older agreeing to not harm the only family he has.

"But you have to promise me something in return." Chan added, making the smaller's heart drop.

"You have to promise that you're going to tell Lee Know and I the truth from now and be honest with us. I don't want any more lies or secrets."

Jisung nodded, "I promise."

Anything to keep Felix and Seungmin safe, Jisung thought.

"Good." Chan started, a glimmer of mischief evident in his eyes as he scooted even closer to the younger.

"Let's start with you being honest about your feelings towards me."

Jisung gulped but decided he might as well keep his promise, no matter how harsh it may be.

"I don't like you." He began, seeing the pain appear inside the older's eyes before he continued, "But I don't hate you. No matter how hard I try, I can't."

Chan nodded as he slowly began to crawl over toward the smaller, eventually hovering over his timid frame.

"What about your feelings about our night spent together?"

Jisung opened his mouth but was soon interrupted before he could even speak, "I know there are certain things you liked, doll."

Fuck, he told Chan? Jisung scolded himself for confiding in the blonde in the first place.

"Maybe." Jisung spoke gently, avoiding eye contact. "But that doesn't mean anything."

Chan leaned down, nuzzling his face into Jisung's neck, causing the boy's breath to hitch in the back of his throat.

"Well, if you'd tell me what you enjoyed, we could recreate those moments."

"No." Jisung breathed out, his heart pounding in his chest, "That's okay."

Placing gentle kisses on the smaller's neck, Chan listened as Jisung let out quiet whimpers.

Chan grinned, "Are you sure, doll? I'd love to see you writhing underneath me again, screaming my name."

As Chan bit a love bite onto Jisung's shoulder, the younger couldn't help but let out a moan.

He shook his head, "I don't...I didn't...Master."

Jisung let out a string of moans as the pleasure from Chan marking him coursed throughout him.

"Just like that, doll. So beautiful."

Chan couldn't resist the boy in front of him, even though he wanted to.

He tried, but his beloved is just too alluring.

And hearing him moan for him only makes it worse.

Chan almost wondered if he could convince Lee Know to experience the beauty that is Jisung crying out from pleasure.

"Don't move, doll. I'll be right back."