urge // jeongchan | ✓

twenty-three

jeongin had fallen asleep shortly after their little 'make-out session.' the boy wouldn't stop complaining when chan forced himself away to keep his innocence.

the boy's neck was littered with purple and dark red spots, hickies already showing themselves. chan felt bad for him, he hoped the younger wouldn't have to explain himself to his parents. yet, he also felt proud because that was his work.

chan sat at the edge of his own bed, dumbly grinning at the younger and pushing jeongin's hair away from his forehead. he planted a small kiss on the boy and stood up to to make him a snack for when he woke up.

he walked down the hall and searched for something to eat, only finding a bottle of chocolate nesquik milk and an unopened bag of milano cookies in his fridge and cabinets. he really should start eating more, or at least pretend that he does so.

chan exited the kitchen and walked back down the hall to his room, seeing jeongin sit up on his plain white bed and rub his eyes. one of the straps on the dress had slid down his arm and a thigh-high was rolled down to his knee. he was absolutely adorable.

chan hummed with a content smile tugging at his lips, walking over to sit down next to the younger boy.

"hey, you're up? i got you some chocolate milk and cookies, 'innie." chan almost laughed when jeongin's eyes lit up like constellations, ecstatic that he was getting to eat cookies and drink chocolate milk at the same time. he loved both, and chan being there was just an added bonus.

he happily took the two items from the older, ultimately struggling to open both of them and needing to give them back for help.

when jeongin finished, the older nervously grinned and told him to eat up and change before he went home. he expected at least a reaction, but not a full on scream of horror and jeongin dashing out of the bathroom.

"hyungie, hyungie, look!" he tugged at chan's sleeve to get his attention, using his slim index finger to point at his neck that had red and purple spots across the surface.

"look at this! am i sick? what happened, hyungie? do you have it too?" when jeongin started pulling at chan's shirt to expose the older's neck, chan just grabbed his wrist and softly pushed his hand away.

"n-no, 'innie. i did that. you see, earlier when i gave you kisses all over your neck, they left marks. they'll go away in a few days, though" the boy tried to word it innocently enough for jeongin to get the point but made sure he knew nothing bad was going to happen.

chan walked jeongin home as it was getting late and he was worried for the younger, assuring his safety when jeongin walked into his door without any problems.

well, at least that he knew of.

when jeongin walked in the door, all hell broke loose. his mom screeched at him, running over to her son in concern. his dad seemed unphased, probably too focused on his phone to notice.

"j-jeongin, baby.." she stuttered, pulling the confused boy close and examining him. "are you okay?" he cocked an eyebrow and nodded, unsure of what was going on.

"honey!," she called towards her husband, him just giving a half-hearted grunt in response. "jeongin has hickies, get over here-" she called, but the man had already shot up and was next to his wife, looking wide-eyed at jeongin.

"jeongin, what did you do?" she asked, the innocent boy just shrugging and deciding to explain, no harm done.

"hyungie gave me kissies, mom!" he grinned, proudly standing infront of his parents. his dad shook his head and sat down, pinching the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache.

his mom, on the other hand, was ready to interrogate her poor son.

"are you two dating?" jeongin immediately flushed red and shook his head no, "no! we are only friends, jeez." he sighed out, shifting his gaze to the ground out of embarrassment.

she gave him a suspicious look but realized that he probably wasn't aware of the older's painfully obvious  feelings, being the oblivious boy that he was.

"okay. go shower and brush your teeth. go to bed soon, you have school in the morning." jeongin gasped as he had forgotten that school even existed, dashing up the stairs with his girly clothes stuffed in his hoodie.