Baby boy: Jeongchan

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(Why does that actually look like a version of Jeongin and Chan omggg-)
Class finally ended after long 45 minutes. Chan and Jeongin began to pack up their things along with the rest of the class. Jeongin pulled out a map of the school along with his schedule. He furrowed his brows and pouted before stuffing the papers back into his bag.

"Where's your next class?" Chan asked. Jeongin looked up at him in defeat. "You tell me," Jeongin said. Chan chuckled and grabbed Jeongin's schedule from his bag. "Hey, we have the same schedule! Although some of our teachers aren't the same." Chan stated. He bit the inside of his cheek while he scanned through Jeongin's new teachers. "Mrs. Kylie is nice. You'll like her." He commented as he handed Jeongin's schedule back to him. "I hope so," Jeongin replied.

They sat in silence for a moment before the bell rang. "Follow me," Chan commanded. Jeongin nodded and grabbed a part of Chan's bag. Chan thought about how cute Jeongin was as he led him out of the room and into the student filled halls.

As they made their way to the English hall, people stared at Jeongin and Chan. Some people didn't pay any mind to Jeongin and came up to high-five Chan or give him a fist-bump. Others simple looked at Jeongin and muttered insults and opinions to their friends. "Who's that?, Is he wearing girls clothes?, Guys don't wear pink, What a loser, I bet the teachers asked Chan to be nice on purpose." Jeongin put his head down and let go of Chan's bag. He tried to keep up with Chan on his own but got separated in the crowd.

A sudden wave of anxiety flushed over Jeongin. He felt out of place and alone. He decided to try and go the direction Chan went and find a teacher to help him with directions. Jeongin began to make his way through the hall until he was tripped. He fell back first against a wall of lockers before sliding down onto the floor. Jeongin groaned as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Hey, pussy." A boy called to him. Jeongin went to stand up but was immediately pushed back down. "Did I say you could get up?" The boy yelled. The students around him began to clear the halls and it was suddenly just Jeongin and a small group of guys.

"Stay out of our way, bitch." The boy sneered and spit onto Jeongin's face. The boys around him began to laugh and Jeongin began to cry. They all mocked him as the warning bell rang. "I have to get to class," Jeongin whimpered as he wiped his tears and tried to crawl away. The boy slammed his foot into Jeongin's side and forced him back down. "What's the matter-" The boy tried to say, but he was cut off by a fist to the face. His body flew across the hall and he landed hard on his side. The other boys scattered and ran away in fear.

Jeongin rubbed the tears from his eyes and saw Chan glaring daggers into the boy that was still on the floor. He was breathing up and down and his face looked slightly red. 'Its like he ran here' Jeongin thought. Chan turned to Jeongin, once he realized the boy on the ground wasn't going to get up, and offered his hand to him. Jeongin tried to take it but winced from the pain in his side.

Chan ended up carrying Jeongin to the nurse in his arms. Jeongin buried his face into his hands the entire way there.

Once the nurse's office came into view Jeongin leapt out of Chan's arms and onto the floor He got up and thanked Chan before entering the nurse's office.

However, Chan wasn't ready to leave him on his own again. So, Chan followed Jeongin into the nurse's office. "Nobody's here," Chan noted, slightly scaring Jeongin and making him flinch. "I guess I can patch you up then," Chan said with a wink. Jeongin blushed and went over to one of the beds.

Chan grabbed some supplies and pulled the curtain around them for privacy. "Where did you go?" Chan asked sternly. Jeongin sniffed slightly. "You were just walking to fast," Jeongin said. Chan shook his head. He knew Jeongin had let go of his bag intentionally. Probably because of the comments some people were making about him. He decided to not focus on the past and help Jeongin.

"Where did they hurt you," Chan said with hints of worry in his tone. "H-here," Jeongin whispered as he pointed to his stomach. Chan grabbed the bottom of Jeongin's sweater and looked at him for approval. Jeongin nodded and Chan lifted his shirt up to his chest. Jeongin's flat stomach had a large red mark that was definitely going to bruise. Chan ran his hand over the mark lightly, making Jeongin flinch, before wrapping a bandage around it. The bandage wouldn't do much, but at least it was something.

Jeongin was a blushing mess. Chan worked on wrapping the bandage while Jeongin's thoughts were somewhere else.

'Why is this super hot bad boy so soft on me.' He thought. He had heard things from the teachers and staff that he needed to watch out for Chan. That he was the 'bad boy' on campus. 'King of the Jungle' or something like that. But when Jeongin actually met him he didn't seem bad at all. He seemed reliable.

Jeongin also thought Chan was really good looking. His jawline and perfect hair, his sparkling eyes and dimples that just made Jeongin fangirl like crazy, his sexy smirk and sexy voice made Jeongin blush like crazy just thinking about it. His clothes hugged him just right it and it was so unfair.

As Jeongin was lost in thought, Chan watched over him. Chan noticed that Jeongin had braces and he thought that they were super cute. He stared at his eyes that had become red a puffy from crying. He day-dreamed about running his hand through Jeongin's hair as Jeongin slowly fell asleep. He even stared at Jeongin's lips and thought about kissing them. This thought made Chan blush and look away.

He had never been into anyone like 'that' so why was he thinking these things about a boy he just met? Chan decided to push these thoughts away and just leave.

As Chan stood up he felt Jeongin grab his wrist. "A-are we friends, Chan?" Jeongin asked. Chan couldn't help himself. He smiled and lent down to ruffle Jeongin's hair. 'It is soft!' Chan realized. "Yeah, Innie. We're friends." Chan reassured. He smiled at Jeongin, his dimples forming, and Jeongin giggled. "I like that name, Channie," Jeongin laughed. Chan bid farewell to Jeongin as the nurse walked in.

Now he just had to explain to Mrs. Rooda why he had suddenly run out of the classroom.
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A/N: what do you guys think so far? Do you have any suggestions?

Q: favorite skz ship?