Make You Feel My Love

Up All Night: Pt. 1

Chan POV

"Baby? You're sure you have to go tonight?" Jeongin asked, sitting on the end of the bed, pouting.

"Why? Were you planning something else?" I flirted, shrugging into my borrowed hoodie- one of Jisung's. The plan was to look the least like ourselves that we could. All part of the illusionto infiltrate Kwan's circle. I caught Jeongin's smirk in the mirror as I dressed, and he shook his head.

"Any chance to have you to myself, I want to take, Oppa." I assured me, arching his eyebrow cutely. "I just- figured you'd want to be here for this sleepover- make sure your choice gets chosen." He countered.

I adjusted the neck of the sweatshirt, adding a baseball cap and messing with the way my hair laid. "I have no say- my stance is simple. Pick one of the guys." I shrugged and Jeongin left his post by the door and stalked forward, coming up behind me. "This is for your pleasure- whoever you pick is fine- I'll be tied up while he fucks you..." I teased.

"Senseless....right?" He flirted, wrapping his arms around my waist, burrowing his face into my shoulder blade.

I chuckled. "Right." I agreed.

"Mmm." He groaned, drawing in a long breath, his grip tightening as he did.

I chuckled, curiosity piqued. "What is it Kit?" I asked.

"You smell good." He complimented. "Like you.... But like Sung too." He mused, breathing deeply again, clearly lost in the combinations of scents.

"Well don't get used to that." I shook my head. Ji is... not my type. Of course....if he's yours..." I offered.

"It's just his cologne... or laundry soap, or something."

"Mmm." I nodded, unconvinced. "But Min and Minnie use the same laundry soap- so it's not that." I pointed out. "I know you- the way someone smells is important to you."

"Channie." He spoke, unamused. "Stop looking for evidence." He leveled a look at me through the mirror.

"What?" I asked, feigning indifference. "I've heard all about the popsicles. Clearly there was something there." I suggested.

"So then, why this slumber party? Why not just chose Jisung for me then?" he huffed, upset.

"Jeongin... baby..." I soothed, turning toward him. "Not at all what I meant. I want you to choose whoever. It's fully your choice, but I do love the way you get all pink talking about it, remembering things."

"Do not." He refused, jutting out his chin.

"Do to." I countered, leaning in, kissing him through my smug smile, pulling him to me until his hands were snaking under the hoodie, searching for my abs, like always.

"Nhhnhg." He groaned, breaking from the kiss.

"So, you all ready for this?" I asked. "You know they're all coming over to peacock and show off for you, yeah?"

"I like it when they show off for me." He admitted, looking down quickly.

"Do you?" I questioned, not really shocked. He loved everyone's attention on him- naturally he'd like them vying for his attention. "Got your jammies picked out?" I asked, my eyes going to the bed where a set of his favorite satin sleepwear sat waiting.

"Yeah- I mean we're just watching movies and stuff- I don't need to be fancy." He played off, even as I watched him go to the bed and shrug out of his t-shirt and jeans, slipping into the decadently soft pajamas in a deep burgundy color.