urge // jeongchan | ✓

twenty-six

bread was being shoved into chan's face. ever since the ice cream incident when chan threw up in the bathroom, jeongin has been very prone to feeding him. the last few days, even though chan really didn't want to, he has eaten three pieces of bread.

that doesn't sound like a lot, but it is for chan. he realized that he felt better after he ate. maybe he should start eating more?

jisung sat on the end of the cafeteria bench, not really paying attention to the pair. he was on his phone, clearly taking pictures of something or someone. he was also texting god knows who.

when jeongin finally got chan to eat the whole piece of bread, the two sat and stared at the squirrel-like boy. he didn't even notice them looking at him for three minutes, something was up.

"what? is there something on my face?" jisung asked right after looking up from his device, scrambling to wipe the corners of his mouth until jeongin shook his head no.

"what are you doing?" the austealian boy questioned, searching for something in the direction that jisung's camera was pointed.

"jisung," jeongin started, taking a sip of his chocolate milk before continuing. "are you taking pictures of minho?" chan cocked a brow at the slightly younger boy who was now turning red.

"m-maybe. hey! i've seen you taking pictures of chan before." he responded when jeongin started fake gagging. his words made chan smirk and jeongin wheeze.

"please, 'sung. ask him out or something, i'm tired of this." jeongin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache, causing the other two at the table to roll their eyes.

"i totally would, but he is definitely a straightie. doesn't he have a girlfriend?" the middle boy asked, chan and jeongin just shrugging. "he looks gay to me." the oldest replied, jeongin just giving him a puzzled look. "what? he just gives off that vibe, y'know?"

jeongin shakes his head at chan, scooting towards said boy and sitting comfortably on his lap. the youngest pressed his forehead against chan's shoulder, adjusting his hips to get comfy. chan hummed as if he was asking what was up all of the sudden.

"'m tired" the boy mumbled out, surprising chan as it was out of nowhere. jisung had already gone back to taking pictures of minho and the cafeteria's atmosphere suddenly felt so much heavier. where did this wave of exhaustion come from? who knows.

the bell rang signalling that lunch was over, and unlike most of the other students, the pair of cuddling boys didn't rush out. they usually did, so it was strange. chan lazily stood up after shoving the younger off of his lap with many complaints, stretching a little.

"wanna skip?" the older asked, jeongin immediately giving him a puzzled look.

"is that legal?" the younger asked and chan snickered, nodding. "yeah, it's legal. have you never skipped before?" chan questioned, getting his answer when jeongin shook his head no.

"what classes do you have after lunch?" the older asked, walking out of the cafeteria with jeongin. "um, just music, study hall, and bio." he responded.

"the bio course here is easy. wanna skip?" he asked again, letting jeongin ponder the decision. the boy imagined cuddling with chan somewhere and nodded, expression lighting up.

the two walked out of the school, plain as that, hand in hand. of course, chan had notified a faculty member that the two had eaten something that made them feel sick and were going home.

both of them had great records at school, so the staff member didn't seem to mind and counted it as believable especially since jeongin looked like he was going to pass out.

after they left, jeongin and chan headed to the older's house as they didn't want to get caught by jeongin's parents, even though they were at work. they weren't risking it if they decided to come home early.

once the two arrived, jeongin was already taking off his jeans before chan had stopped him.

"oh my god, jeongin! what are you doing?" he questioned, jeongin just shrugging in response. "takin off my jeans? i have a long shirt on, and we are both boys. it's fine hyungie!" chan just facepalmed and turned around to slam his head into the wall.

jeongin didn't get the hint to leave his jeans on.