Jeongin didn't like polygamous relationships. He wanted a mate. To be loved and to love. But he didn't want to share or be shared, so he was on his own.

Chan was ruthless Underboss. One of the most powerful men in the Mafia. But he was in a need of a safe place for his mind. That is how he found a coffee shop with a pretty barista. Chanin/JeongChan ff where Chan is a Underboss and Jeongin is a barista.

"I've got you. Everything is going to be all right. I've got you." The voice said. Jeongin knew that voice, but right now he couldn't put a face to it. It felt distand, like the person was walking away, but the touch stayed. The hand on his face was comforting. He believed that everything was going to be all right. Then everything went black. Jeongin has finally lost conscious. Or Jeongin and Chan were best friends and everything was all right, until a new student came and Jeongin went missing.

Chan pauses, turns his head left and right to see if there's anyone within eyesight of the two of them standing in front of the elevators before he deems the coast clear and Jeongin feels a hand on his lower back before he's pulled closer to the older. His eyes close on instinct when he feels himself kissing Chan but of course the older pulls away too soon but Jeongin doesn't have the heart to whine about it when Chan is smiling at him thoughtfully. "Peaches," the older whispers as he removes his hand from Jeongin's back and takes a step back. The elevators open behind him and Chan enters it by taking steps backwards, eyes on Jeongin. "my favourite." The elevator doors close, taking Chan with it, and Jeongin can't help but scoff at how red his ears must be right now as he purses his lips and runs his tongue over the peach-flavoured lipbalm he had on. -------------------- The country's superstar sweetheart Yang Jeongin has everything anyone can ask forㅡ fame, wealth, glory, and the whole of South Korea wrapped around his finger. So when he starts to feel even a little bit of love towards Bang Chan, he does what he thinks he should and turns his back on the songwriter. The only problem is, Chan isn't willing to let Jeongin run away from him when the younger looks at him like the world can fall apart and it'll be okay as long as they're together.

"Did you know that you were my first love?" Jeongin confesses out of the blue and the way Chan blinks at him, astonished, before he bursts out laughing doesn't even give Jeongin the opportunity to be embarrassed about it. He joins the older in laughing. "What?" Chan splutters through his giggles. "Yeah!" Jeongin says, as if offended that Chan was doubting him. "I mean, you were the older boy that took care of everyone in the cabin, and we were pretty close, so of course I had a crush on you." "I'm only two years older than you." Chan's laughter starts to die down but there's still so much humour in his face when he looks at the younger. Jeongin snorts. "So? You're still older than me." "What about now?" Chan asks; there's a small spark in his eyes, a slight sheen that's akin to hope as he looks at Jeongin. "You still have a crush on me?" Jeongin narrows his eyes at Chan, then jabs a finger onto the older's shoulder to push him. "Don't get cheeky with me." "That's not an answer." Chan grins at him teasingly and Jeongin huffs. He didn't think Chan would make a big deal out of it. For God's sake, Jeongin was eleven when he decided that he had a crush on thirteen-year old Bang Chan. A lot has changed since then. "I'm not giving you an answer." Jeongin sticks his tongue out at Chan, reminding the older of the hyper-active but timid kid he shared a cabin with during summer camp. Chan reaches over and pinches his cheek, much like how he would when Jeongin was being particularly adorable. Maybe not everything has changed. -------------------- When Jeongin's parents decide that he should spend high school in Seoul, the last thing he expects is to meet his old summer camp crush, Bang Chan, in his new high school. Summer camp is a lot different from high school but that doesn't stop them from rekindling their childhood friendship after years of no contact with each other. Some things have changed now that they're all grown up, but first loves never die.