ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~perfect night~[1]

Description: Seungmin was stressed, so Chan, with the help of Skz, planned a cute little evening for him. A little Changlix and Minsung at the end.  

Author Note: Any Le Sserafim fans?? This title isn't based off the song, but it is a really good song. I'm just curious, whose your bias?? Mine is Chaewon :)

Word Count: 5.4k ~ Chapters 5 +extra ~

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"Please, Hyung," Jeongin whined, holding his chest, trying to catch his breath. "Can we call it a day??" he added, sitting on the floor behind him.

"Come on, guys. Let's run it through again," Minho said, turning around to face them. Everyone breathing heavily, in the most dramatic positions possible. "Seriously," he sighed, crossing his arms and looking at them. Laughing at the way they all spread across the studio floor. After seeing him not budge, Han got up and walked to him.

"Hyung," he called out to him. "Let's continue tomorrow. I'm hungry," he whined, his bottom lip sticking out at him.

"I bet he'll listen to him," Hyunjin jealously muttered under his breath as they watched for his reaction.

Minho sighed at him. He would, in fact, listen to him; he couldn't help it. "Alright, we'll continue tomorrow," he said, annoyed by his own words. Everyone jumped up simultaneously, excited that their suffering was over. "So there's your energy," he laughed as everyone got their things, worried he might change his mind.

"Let's go eat," Han quickly said, grabbing his arm and dragging him towards the door.

"Okay, Changbin will treat us," he said, smiling as he exited behind Han.

"Huh," Changbin yelled, running to catch up to the two. Everyone laughed, following them out.

Except Seungmin, who lingered behind. He always hated their comeback preparations, especially when he felt unconfident in his performance. Instead, he walked over to the computer they had in the studio. To monitor their practice and find all the little mistakes he was bound to have made. He didn't notice anyone sticking around until he felt his hands gently lay on his waist. He slowly let them wrap around his stomach, interlocking in front of him as he moved closer to him.

"Hyung," Seungmin lowly said, placing his hands on top of his. He didn't have to look to know exactly who was behind him.

"You're not hungry," Chan whispered behind him. His hold remained firm around him as he softly kissed his shoulder.

"I'm fine," he said, turning his head towards him and softly smiling at him. However, Chan could still sense something was wrong; he always could.

"Let's go somewhere," Chan eagerly said, resting his chin on Seungmin's shoulder, rocking him back and forth.

"I'm really fine."

"Please," Chan begged, turning him around to face him, pouting as he tugged at his windbreaker.

"Okay, fine," he rolled his eyes. "Stop pouting," he added. He always hated when he pouted because he couldn't resist how cute he was. His only thoughts were to give in to what he wanted and kiss his pout away. And his smile when he did give in. The smile he was staring at right now, he loved it so much.

It would be the perfect way to clear his head and release some of the pent-up stress he had been holding in. And it would make Chan happy. He always wanted to make him happy.

"You're so cute," he said under his breath, reaching up to hold his face. He hesitated once he realized where they were. Glancing at the camera as he pulled his hand back and getting out of his hold. He went over to his back as Chan followed behind him, still tugging at his jacket.

He was never the type for PDA. Not around the members and especially not at the company. He'd hate to admit it, but Seungmin was probably the shyish of them all. But Chan didn't care. He just had to be close to him whenever or wherever they were.

"Can I know where we're going??" he asked, looking over to Chan, sitting beside him on the couch.

"No," he sternly said, with a smile.

"Why not??"

"Because you can't," he teased.

"Well then, I don't want to go," he returned the tease, standing up from the couch and throwing his bag over his shoulder.

"Too bad you're going."

"You can't make me go."

"Make sure you dress warmly," he continued laughing as he followed him out.

The two walked to the lobby. Seungmin insisted that he should know where he was taking him, and Chan continued to laugh at him, refusing to tell him. Once downstairs, they both entered the company car that was waiting outside. In the back, on opposite sides of each other, Seungmin continued to eye Chan, trying to think of all the different places Chan might want to take him and why he needed to dress warmly.

He desperately tried to squeeze it out of him one last time before giving up, crossing his arms and sulking in his seat. Chan would've reached out to tease him if he wasn't mindful of how shy he gets around others. Instead, he rode silently the rest of the way, letting him sulk beside him. Resisting him was hard. He was so cute when he was mad at him.

Seungmin still continued to peek over at him. Trying to catch his reaction, wondering why he wasn't reacting. Knowing he would've already teased him about being upset by now. He hated how he missed it. Which only made him more frustrated with him.

After a short drive, they finally reached the dorms. Chan walked with Seungmin to his dorm first. Now that they were away from the staff, he was free to be himself again. He immediately grabbed the hem of his jacket and pulled him towards himself, playing with it as he matched his steps behind him. He was just being his usual clingy self, like a child, but Seungmin found it cute. Playfully adding to his clinginess, making his steps wider for him to match. Until they reached the door.

He still softly giggled as he turned around to face him, pulling his eyes up to meet his. "Please tell me," he facetiously whined, leaning closer to him as Chan's arms instantly wrapped around the small of his back. Seungmin softly moaned as he looked down at the movement, making his stomach tightened by his gentleness. He moved his hands up to his chest as he looked back up at him. Chan's soft smirk, eyes glued to his lips, his large hands pressuring his back, firmly holding his body against his chest. Continually pushing him closer as, Seungmin slowly started to close his eyes as Chan leaned into him.

"Remember, dress warmly," Chan whispered, hovering in front of his lips before he pulled away, letting him go, and turned to his dorm. Not helping the slight chuckle that escaped his lips as he looked back at his shocked face. Seungmin sucked his teeth, watching him continue to walk away, hoping he was just joking. He quickly turned away from him when he didn't stop, trying not to let him see how hurt that made him.

"I'm kidding," Chan said, grabbing his arm, already feeling guilty for teasing him. Pulling him back and turning him to face him. He softly smiled at him, loosening his grip on his wrist and interlocking their hands.

"That's not funny," Seungmin sneered, rolling his eyes at the older.

"Yeah, it's really not," he continued to smile, not taking his eyes off his lips. Leaning back in, this time, he gently placed his lips onto his. With his free hand, he reached up and held his cheek. The action made Seungmin melt into him, as his strength pushed him into the door the deeper he leaned into him. Both of his hands gripped him tighter as he softly pulled away, desperately tugging at his lips as they parted.

He smirked, brushing his thumb back and forth over his swollen bottom lip as Seungmin opened his eyes to him. Those big brown, puppy-like eyes stared innocently back at him. "Warmly," he repeated, kissing his forehead before he actually started for his dorm. Afraid he might get carried away with him if he stayed any longer. Seungmin tried to hide his smile as he watched him leave. Again, quickly turning to the door, this time, he was all smiley. Chan always managed to make him feel that way. And he hated to let his ego know.