BET ーjeongchan

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It was half past 11 am when Chan's car pulled up at school. He had planned on skipping, but he had to go through with the day's rule so Chan was left with no choice but to drop by.

"RULE 4:
Ask him out on a date and set
the date to the seventh day,
aka this Sunday.
(Thursday)"

A gothic black leather jacket slung over his shoulders, matching the black ripped jeans that exposed his knees. His slick brown hair was brushed back. He marched through the silent hallways, until he spotted a random kid he had previously seen with Jeongin.

Chan went up to the boy who was too invested in arranging the stuff inside his locker. Just as the boy closed his locker door, Chan slammed a hand against the steel, the loud noise causing the boy to flinch.

"Where's Jeongin?" asked Chan, leaning closer to the brunette who's eyes remained wide open.

"Wh-Why would you want to -"

Chan slammed his other hand on the locker, the boy now trapped inside.
"Where. Is. Jeongin." He repeated, this time with a harsher tone.

The boy moved back and felt the locker door prick against his back. He gulped. "Library.."

Chan inched closer, his glare causing the other to slightly tremble. "Your name."

The boy remained silent, blinking multiple times. Chan grit his teeth and repeated, "Your name."

"Seungmin-"

"Now listen up Seungmin, this will be the last time you talked back to me, yeah? Or you'll have one of us beat you to a pulp until you're on your knees bawling your eyes out. Do you hear me, little one?"

Seungmin quickly nodded. He finally released his breath once Chan stepped away.

•

The moment he entered, all eyes were on Chan. He mentally cursed at the many students who were either thirsty for gossip, or thirsty for Chan in general. Ignoring the burning stares, Chan searched the library for one person. As he walked through the aisle that held action novels, Chan sighed in relief that there was barely any student here. Which surprised Chan. Why would no one be reading action novels, just because it's exams season? Uncultured kids.

Once he spotted Jeongin's familiar figure, Chan slowed down and smirked. The boy had his back turned on Chan as he tiptoed to look through the books on the shelf.

With quiet footsteps, Chan approached Jeongin from behind, then snaked his arms around the younger's small waist. The action caused Jeongin to yelp in surprise.

Jeongin squirmed to turn around while still in Chan's grip, then finally managed to. His cheeks were dusted red as he tried not to think about the proximity. "Chan?? What is this?" {tiny hand-}

Chan blinked innocently, barely able to resist the smirk on his lips. "What? I'm just hugging you." as he said so, he tightened his grasp around Jeongin's waist, pulling their bodies impossibly closer. What the fuck am I doing?

Jeongin whimpered, then immediately slapped a hand over his mouth, his face burning bright red. The sight caused Chan to chuckle.

"You- You never hugged me though..?" Jeongin replied, his voice coming out in nothing more than a whisper.

"Jeongin."

The ravenette stole a glance at Chan. "Yes?"

"Are you free on Sunday?" Just as Jeongin was about to answer, Chan interrupted, "No, actually, you must be free. If you aren't, it doesn't matter. We're going anyway."

Jeongin placed his hand on Chan's toned chest, intending to push the latter away, but he let it rest there instead. "Go where..?"

"On a date."

"You know I have a boyfriend right.."

"He doesn't have to know."

Unfazed, Jeongin stared into the older's manipulative hazel eyes that gazed right back at him, setting every inch of his body and soul on fire. He fumbled to find the right words.
"Are we.. Are we really on good terms now?" whispered Jeongin.

Chan sighed. "Of course we are.. You still don't believe me?"

It's just for three days more.

Then you're done, Jeongin. We're done. This ends.

Snapping Chan out of his thoughts, Jeongin spoke up, "Is that a promise?"

Taken aback, Chan stared at the younger who awaited his answer with hope and a soft blush across his cheeks.

"Channie? Is that a promise?"

Channie? A dry chuckle escaped Chan's lips, more so out of disbelief. Just what the fuck did I get myself into?

"Yes.. It's a promise." He said, the uncertainty in his words going unnoticed.

"Alright! Thank you, Chan.." Jeongin melted into a heavenly smile, his sparkly eyes radiating bliss and his little dimples on full display. And in that moment, Chan was questioning everything. He lifted his hand and placed it on Jeongin's cheek, the touch causing Jeongin's breath to hitch. Tilting his head, he reduced the gap, until he was inches away from Jeongin's flustered face.

"What are you doing to me, Yang Jeongin?" questioned Chan softly as he used his thumb to caress the younger's cheek.

"Wh-What do you mean..?"

Chan's eyes flickered from Jeongin's down to his lips, gliding his tongue over his own in a sensational lick, which Jeongin clearly noticed and instantly flushed redder.

Once he felt a slight tug at his leather jacket, it was enough permission for Chan to lean forward and capture Jeongin's mouth in his. He sucked and teased at Jeongin's bottom lip until breathy moans escaped the younger, who struggled to stifle them.

In the way Jeongin's fingers gripped onto Chan's jacket and pulled him closer, Chan felt no trace of hesitation, to his surprise. Jeongin's lips moved in perfect sync with his, savouring every second of this moment. He wove his fingers into Jeongin's raven hair and grabbed at the silk locks, earning a whimper from the boy. But before he could get carried away, Chan pulled away and stared at Jeongin, who gasped with red-coated cheeks.

"You know.." Chan spoke as he brushed Jeongin's lips with his fingertip, his touch causing the other to shudder. "If you aren't in love with your boyfriend, you should break up with him."