urge // jeongchan | ✓

four

chan was shaking. the cutest most adorable boy was in front of him, holding a teddy bear. this was his dream.

he just wanted to protect jeongin with his whole heart and it hasn't even been a week since chan has met the younger.

"hyungie.." chan snapped out of his gaze, listening to the new love of his life. jeongin was fidgety, squirming in his spot. chan frowned with concern.

"what is it?" chan probably would've jumped off of a cliff if jeongin had asked him to, but instead he didn't say anything.

"nevermind." the older was puzzled, but jeongin looked like he really didn't want to talk about it. chan sighed, turning back to his hands.

that was, until, jeongin was sliding an oreo his way. chan choked on his saliva, trying to not make it obvious. this boy was too nice.

chan really did want to eat that cookie, but he couldn't.

"hyungie, you need to eat!" jeongin picked up the cookie and looked at chan, making an 'ah' noise.

the older begrudgingly opened his mouth, repeating the sound just so the younger would feel satisfied. jeongin plopped the cookie in his mouth, and chan was sure he was gonna cry. he chewed and swallowed the delicious oreo, and looked over at a smiley jeongin.

chan would totally do that a hundred more times just to see the other smile again.

suddenly, jeongin was pressed against his side. 'weird,' he thought, 'maybe he is trying to do something?' jeongin looked at chan, searching for an answer to his unspoken question.

"hyungie, can i hug you?" chan froze. this cutie wants to hug him? shocking, really. things never work out for chan, though, because maybe he was frozen for too long. jeongin frowned and retreated, scooting a meter away from chan on the bench.

"sorry, chan." jeongin became self concious. he hugged his knees to his chest and wouldn't look in the other's direction.

for some odd reason, chan felt compelled to move. he slowly scooted towards the younger, not wanting to make jeongin feel as if he was trapped. he seemed sensitive to chan.

his hand hovered above jeongin's head, as if he was contemplating the biggest decision of his life. without thinking, he set his hand down on jeongin's soft head. the younger halted at first, seemingly uncomfortable, and looked up at chan.

chan thought that he had done something wrong and quickly lifted his hand away from jeongin. he sighed and started to turn away when jeongin grabbed his and and put it back on his head.

"i like that. do it again, please." chan actually started choking this time, retracting his hand of course, and jeongin rushed to pat his back in concern.

"sorry hyungie, it just felt really nice. 'sung never touches my hair." chan gave a lop-sided smile, feeling butterflies deep inside his stomach.

carefully, he put his hand back in jeongin's soft black hair. jeongin pressed against his hand, and chan could compare him to a cat or a fox.

he started playing with his har, curling small strands around his fingers and such. chan wasn't sure what to do, the younger was basically purring at this point. soon, jeongin had his side pressed against chan's side and was rubbing into his hand. are we sure he isn't a cat?

chan grazed his fingernails against jeongin's scalp and giggled at the boy. how can someone enjoy this so much?

eventually, the bell rang and the two had to part. when jeongin snapped out of the semi-trance that chan had put him in, he was a blushing mess. the elder thought it was cute, of course.

they both parted ways as jeongin was a sophomore and chan was a senior, leaving jeongin even more needy to touch somebody. luckily, he had his trusty teddy bear that jisung had given him to keep him company.

everytime he got lost in thought, he somehow ended up replaying the scene of his closed-eyes and chan's warm hand. jeongin really liked that. the teachers were glad that he wasn't breaking down at this point like the last time jisung went somewhere, too. they were all aware of jeongin's tendencies and they did not want to see him cry during class again. ever.