Daddy's Plan || D.k°•°P.cy

Chapter 7

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°•Chanyeol's POV•°

I watched as Jongin ran over to the couch, holding a round glass bowl of buttered and salted popcorn. He did his best not to spill it, but some still ended up on the floor. I picked up the dirty one's, tossing the bits into the trash can. Kyungsoo was next to walk over with a large, fluffy gray blanket wrapped round his small frame. He sat on the couch, reclining it back as Jongin pulled him close.

I couldn't help but remember the events not too long ago, and I'd chuckle, tapping my chin. Grabbing the movie case, I had wanted to watch the movie called Train to Busan tonight. Kyungsoo and Jongin said they'd watch it with me, so I walked over to hear them chatter quietly.

"Chanyeol, Put the movie in already." Jongin said before tightening his grip on Kyungsoo. Ruffling my hair, I nod. "It's two hours, but it's alright." I'd reassure them, knowing how valuable sleep was to Jongin since he loved to rest. He was like a sloth in my opinion. Pushing the disc into the DVD player, I grabbed the small controller and sat on the other side of Kyungsoo. He blushed a little, before looking back to the tv.

"Channie, press play! We don't have all night." He'd complain, making me scoff in remark.

I pressed play, watching as the movie began. We'd all chew on some popcorn, Jongin under the blanket seeming like he honestly didn't care. He probably didn't though, I'm sure.

I couldn't help but notice I felt light next to the pale skinned boy. I don't know why, but all I know is that I wasn't able to concentrate with him near me, brushing our shoulders side by side.

°• An Hour Later •°

°•Kyungsoo's POV•°

Jongin had gotten really into the movie. I didn't exactly know what to do, his body leaning on mine. I'd keep my eyes glued to the screen though, the movie halfway through. I felt a dry feeling in my throat, making me wriggle free of Jongin's warm hold.

"I'm gonna get a drink, Chanyeol." I'd announce, pausing as I stared at him. I shook my head again, speed walking to the kitchen. Grabbing some cold water, staring at the snacks. I was intrigued, and decided to grab two chocolate bars. I'd walk back over to the living area, pausing as I saw Jongin had tooken over most of the couch. Channie didn't seem phased, but gave a smile as I entered the area again. Jongin was on the verge of sleep but didn't dare to succumb, well at least that's what he would say.

"Er... I'll sit on the ground, I don't wanna disturb Jongin." I'd mumble, ruffling my hair with one hand. The taller boy just smiled, chuckling slightly.

"Or... why not sit in my lap?" He'd say in that perfect voice of his. It was gruff in a manner. I felt like I just got struck with a hammer because I was surprised and caught off guard. Did he think I'd actually sit in his lap?

. . .

"Jongin wouldn't like that."

"He's asleep." He'd reply hopefully.

"And?"

Another pause. I blushed heavily, before shuffling over to him. He sat up, and I placed my water and chocolate up on the wooden table, before leaning over and turning slightly as I sat in his lap. I felt his buff peach body tense with this, and I'd lean back carefully, my legs pulled so they were dangling over the side. I blushed, and my heart was beating like crazy.

I could feel the pumping of his heart as he glanced over at me, before wrapping an arm around my chest. I leaned into him more, wiggling to adjust myself as he scoffed.