Haven || h.js + l.mh

II

[AN] 

Chapter two, let's get it! 

It's Chan time!!!

Chansung is one of my favorite ships in Stray Kids. They're just so wholesome and cute, ugh, me love~so don't be surprised if they are a frequent in the book hehe ;) 

Also Chan calls Jisung pup because he's a wolf and he can lol 

Enjoy! 

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Minho had only taken two steps before he froze in the doorway to the living room.

Chan was leaning against the back of the couch, picking at the base of his nails.

His fluffy wolf tail - grey streaked with whites, blacks, and browns - swayed impatiently behind him. Minho could tell the elder had been waiting for him for a while.

As the leader of their lopsided, rag-tag pack, Chan had always ranked higher on the protective scale.

Once, Minho had witnessed Chan glare at their glassware for a solid hour after Jeongin accidentally broke a cup and cut his hand trying to clean up the shards.

So, it shouldn't have been a surprise that the blonde had been awaiting his return. Minho should have known better when he'd realized he was twenty minutes later than he said he'd be getting back.

Minho grimaced, shifting Jisung in an attempt to conceal him behind his back.

His endeavor proved futile as Jisung whined his dissent at being jostled, gripping Minho tighter, and burying his nose into the slope of his neck drowsily.

Chan's head shot up, alerted by the small noise, his pointy ears standing at attention.

He cocked his head, eyes drawn instantly to the tiny hybrid clinging to Minho's back.

Minho saw as Chan's gaze snagged on the multitude of bruises covering the boy's skin, all of which, at this point, were only highlighted by Jisung's pale and clammy skin.

Chan raised a brow when he caught sight of Jisung's soft, bushy tail wrapped tightly around Minho's arm, turning to look at the panther hybrid.

Already, his eyes glittered with amusement and a knowing grin ghosted his lips.

"That's funny." Chan started with a teasing lilt, "I don't remember putting 'squirrel' on the shopping list."

Minho smiled sheepishly. "This is Jisung."

At the sound of his name, Jisung muttered quietly to himself, roused from his dazed state. He made no attempt, however, to unbury his face from where it was nuzzled into Minho's neck, directly atop his scent gland.

Chan started to smile but then his nose twitched suddenly, and his brows furrowed. Minho was sure the elder had picked up on Jisung's scent, which had soured lightly since entering the house.

Minho pet his head absently, consoling. "I found him at the grocery store."

"Any idea where he came from?" Chan asked curiously, taking a few steps closer to the pair.

He could tell the hybrid was watching him carefully, despite his fatigue. He could see the light blue haze blanketing Jisung's orbs. Chan made sure his expression remained open and friendly, his scent following suit.

"Traffickers." Minho said, taking great care not to spit the words. "I'm sure of it."

Despite his attempts, Minho's tone remained low with barely contained anger.