urge // jeongchan | ✓

ten

"what?"

"i said 'okay.' are you deaf? silly hyungie." jeongin gave a small smile and shuffled over to chan, plopping down on his lap after pushing his skirt under his butt.

his back was pressed against chan's chest, jeongin liked the feeling of the older's steady breathing. he felt warm and safe when he was with chan.

jeongin tilted his head backwards, looking at chan with his dumb smile on his face as always. the older visibly swallowed, his adams apple bobbing up and then down, jeongin giggling. suddenly, the young boy poked chan's adams apple.

"ow! what was that for?" chan questioned the boy. it seemed as if the younger was under the influence of something at this point, he was acting pretty weird.

"move your head, hyungie. i needa get the remote and it's on the table on your side of the couch." chan nodded but instead reached over to grab the remote himself. he handed it to jeongin and watched the younger flip through channels, settling on today's episode of jeapordy.

chan didn't watch the tv though, instead he studied jeongin's facial expressions. his eyes started trailing down the other's pale body until he remembered jeongin is like five, he cannot think anything even remotely pg-13.

the australian smiled at jeongin's cuteness whenever he shouted out an answer that he knew, giggling after when he got it right, then tapping chan's arm and saying 'i told you so.'

soon, it was around one-thirty. jeongin's stomach rumbled, but he blushed immediately and covered it up with his hands. he scolded his stomach like a little kid and looked up to apologize to chan.

"do you want something to eat, 'innie?" jeongin sheepishly smiled and nodded in response.

"i'd really like something sweet please." the older just ruffled jeongin's hair, lightly pushing him off of his lap so he could make cookies or something with whatever was in the house. luckily, he found cookie dough in the fridge so he didn't have to start anything from scratch.

first, he made sure that it was okay to use, of course. he cut the raw cookie block into the squares that were already indented into the dough, placing them on a buttered tray. the oven was already preheated, so chan just slid the tray in and set the timer for twenty minutes.

"now what?" chan asked, slightly bored but still happy because he was with jeongin.

"let's go upstairs. that oven timer is really loud, it hurts my ears when it beeps." chan nods and follows jeongin up to his room, averting his eyes to the ground just in case.

when they arrived in jeongin's room, they both flopped onto his soft purple bed.

"can we cuddle?" chan was taken aback for a second, confused on why jeongin was asking him. he brushed it off, all friends cuddle. it shows that they are close, maybe jeongin wants to be closer with chan.

"sure, come here. i'll be big spoon." chan is immediately okay with the idea of spooning as he suggested, even if the thought came out of his mouth without really thinking about it.

once the two got situated into a comfortable position, chan nuzzled into the crook of jeongin's neck.

"i wanna see your face, hyungie." chan was confused on how quickly jeongin had become intimate with him, as just a few days ago the boy was scared to bump knees with him.

their spooning came to an end as jeongin turned around. their legs tangled under the soft purple sheets of jeongin's bed, chan's arm lazily thrown over jeongin's petite waist.

"you're pretty, hyungie." jeongin stated with ease, causing the tips of chan's ears to turn red.

"thanks 'innie." jeongin smiled and booped chan's nose with his index finger, the older grinning from ear-to-ear at his cute antics.

he shuffled and leaned into chan, softly smiling against his chest. chan didn't know why, but he felt compelled to lean down and kiss the small boy on the head. then he did, and jeongin immediately snapped his head up.

"what was that for?" chan just chuckled awkwardy.

"sorry, just felt like it." he apologized, glancing at anything other than jeongin's face and trying his very hardest not to think about jeongin's cute thighs that were in contact with his jeans right now.

"no, don't be sorry. you might find this weird, but i really like touching people," jeongin shook his head as he spoke, pausing to make eye contact with chan and then proceeding with his sentence. "it's comforting, y'know. i just like snuggles."

chan beamed, kissing the tip of the younger's nose out of pure instinct. jeongin scrunched up his face in mock disgust, hands raising to chan's cheeks.

"you're squishy hyungie." chan's eyes twinkled with absolute adoration for the younger, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"thanks, 'innie."