Puppy Love • Seungchan/Chanmin

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It was time to tell Jeongin.

No hesitation. No dilly-dallying. No more waiting.

After leaving Seungmin's room later that day, Chan bravely faced Seungmin's parents again. Although Seungmin had put pants on to cover the absolute mess he'd made of the boy's legs, he was sure they had a pretty clear picture of what they'd been doing just from the looks on both their faces. Considering they had been the ones to silently give him permission to kiss their son, they had to have expected such things. Chan had taken their permission and powered forth like a hungry wolf to a timid doe-eyed deer.

Chan wasn't entirely sure what came over him, confidence sure, desire definitely, but biting his boyfriend's thighs like he was a piece of steak? Chan couldn't say he'd ever done that before; he hadn't even kissed anyone below their neck, or been kissed, himself, in such a way.

Chan had wanted to hide because of Seungmin's parents' knowing smiles, but he'd stood tall for Seungmin's sake, he just hoped they wouldn't grill their son later for details because Seungmin would surely be reliving and reeling.

Chan could very vividly recall how Seungmin spread his legs wide, allowing him to kiss and nip his skin, and how although he had a pillow to hide his face his small little gasps had escaped into the room. He could also recall the shape of Seungmin as his cock had hardened beneath his shorts, and he could still feel the curve of the younger's ass as he'd sat in his lap and kissed his lips soon after. Chan never knew such a sight could be so arousing.

Now in his car, Chan had to slap some sense into himself, literally, because telling Jeongin wasn't just something that needed to be done, it was an absolute necessity. Waiting to tell his brother simply was not an option.

Looping Jeongin in would give their relationship peace of mind, and allow them to move forwards without any worries.

Chan just prayed Jeongin's present feelings on relationships wouldn't cloud his opinion on his and Seungmin's relationship. His brother was going through it, so to speak, after his split with Hyunjin. He was heartbroken, lonely, perhaps even lost. Chan didn't need a microscope to see it.

As Chan returns home, he dusts himself off and b-lines up the stairs to his brother's room. But as he gets to his door, he hesitates because fuck, was he really doing this? As soon as Jeongin knew, everything would become real, this fever dream he was stuck in would be over and reality would set in.

Chan lowers his hand and places it on his chest, trying to steady his shallow breaths. He felt like he'd taken a shower because suddenly he was sweating buckets.

Had he been this nervous when he'd introduced Yugyeom, or Rowoon, his first boyfriend? They had been important enough to meet not just Jeongin, but his parents too. Chan had even introduced one of his girlfriends, Aisha, to Jeongin, but that had only been to soothe the younger's curiosity after he'd told him he was seeing a girl. Considering he'd dumped her only a week later, the stakes were never really high. Not like they were now.

Because Seungmin wasn't someone new, he wasn't just someone he'd been sharing kisses with, he wasn't someone he was seeing in passing. Seungmin was someone he was dreaming of a future with, he was someone that was pushing him to be his brightest, most confident self. Seungmin had brought out his inner wolf, and he was running wild and free.

Chan lets go of his heart, forms a fist and pumps it in the air, he then buffs his chest and squares up to knock-

"Chan what the hell did my door ever do to you?!"

Chan jumps out of his skin as he spins on his heels, his mouth sputtering nonsense.

Jeongin was standing behind him, his face an absolute concoction of confusion.