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And that’s just what he did. So much so he hadn’t even realized he fell asleep until another set of buff arms was wrapped around him, the distinct smell of sweat and cologne was a dead giveaway, “Channie Hyung?”
“Shhh, go back to sleep. I just came to check on you really quick before bed,” Chan tried to move away but Jeongin pulled him in closer.
“Cuddle, please,” Jeongin was rarely one to ask for affection outright with such a pitiful-sounding voice. It would’ve been a crime had he said no.
“Sorry I woke you up,” Chan whispered as he climbed into bed. Jeongin didn’t respond, he just buried himself in Chan’s chest. His favorite place to be, he’d never admit that though but it was clear to even the most unobservant.
Especially after the day he had, even if it ended well Jeongin still felt terrible that it caused the whole team to lose time. Losing time meant the rest of them probably stayed out much later than planned. He hated that so much. “It’s ok, sorry I made so much trouble for everyone today.”
“Baby,” Chan brushed Jeongin’s hair away from his face gently, “you are never trouble.”
“What time is it?” Jeongin asked, looking over at the alarm clock, answering his own question, “The sun is almost up because you stayed so late. How is that not trouble? Did everyone get home late?”
“Shhh, calm down,” Chan pulled him closer and ruffled his hair a bit, “It was just me and Changbin that stayed late.”
“I’m still sorry, I’m the reason–”
“Actually it’s Changbin’s fault.” Chan interrupted him with a slight chuckle, “He kept tripping over his words and mumbling a lot. He seemed kinda flustered, but not in a bad way. He couldn’t stop laughing. No idea why, but he was in a pretty good mood.”
To be fair, that was most definitely Jeongin’s fault. He curled into Chan’s chest with a bright smile, determined to hide it. It was hilarious that his kiss flustered Changbin so badly. He was such a dork, but Jeongin meant that in the most loving way possible. But still, it was late and he was still responsible for that either way. Not that he wanted to tell Chan. He’d much rather for them all not to find out when he kissed who and in what order. And he definitely never wanted Chan to find out he was last. Not that he was last for any reason but if Chan ever found out, he may take it to heart and worry about why that was. Assigning meaning when there was none other than being at the right place at the right time, “I’m really glad you two had fun.” Jeongin trailed off; if he spoke more he may give up what was on his mind. Not only Changbin’s lips but now Chan’s as well. He could so easily lean up and make that last first move. The anxiety of it all will be over and he will finally get that goodnight kiss he’s been wanting for forever.
“Binnie showed me the stuff you recorded. You did so well, when did you get so good?” Chan wiggled a bit, clearly holding back from happily shaking him.
“Hyung helped me a lot,” Jeongin paused but quickly added that he was proud of himself to avoid a gentle chewing out about how it was a team effort and without any one piece of their eight-piece puzzle nothing would be the same.
“Maybe you should’ve been there to help him tonight. Man, he was a mess,” Chan laughed heartily, forgetting that others were sleeping for a moment, “I got it on tape too, it was very cute actually.”
“I’ve got to see that,” Jeongin pulled the blanket to his face to muffle his own laughter. He had to see that so much so that his life practically depended on it. The ego boost alone would be enough to fuel him for years.
“I have it saved to my laptop. I'll have to make a whole blooper reel and play it in the living room one day.”
“Blooper reel?”
“I have so many clips saved that no one has seen,” Chan stated proudly, “Nothing that anyone wouldn’t want to be seen, but there are so many funny moments. Oh and Minsung’s first kiss too. That one isn’t funny but it’s so sweet .”
“Ewww,” Jeongin groaned in faux disgust, “what kind of clips do you have of me?”
“I have the one where you broke the mic. The one where you walked in and tripped over Minho sleeping on the floor. The one where the arm of the couch broke when you and Seungmin were wrestling. There's a bunch of other ones but those are the ones that come to mind.”
“Are there any where I’m not breaking anything?” Jeongin sighed. It should’ve been obvious what clips Chan saved, he was an absolute klutz.
“Tons! Also, don’t tell anyone but at night I make sure any time there's crying or something serious happening that the footage gets mysteriously corrupted. If you were worried about me or the staff ever having the ones where you were upset and all, I made sure those moments were wiped off the hard drive.” Jeongin didn’t need to see Chan’s face to know he was smiling down at him fondly. It was so nice to have a leader and a boyfriend who cared so much about them. Even at times when it was hard to let him dote on them, it was nice to know how loved they were. Or at least Jeongin thought so. He couldn’t speak for anyone else, but as much as they all talked about each other whether they showed it in an overt manner or not, everyone loved Chan and his caring ways endlessly. “Did you fall asleep?”
The silence must’ve been much longer than he had realized.“Ahh, no I just got quiet. I guess… I was just thinking.”
“I should probably go, let you get some rest,” Chan gave him one last squeeze, then reluctantly crawled out of bed, “Love you, night.”
“Wait,” Jeongin didn’t want him to leave just yet, “can I have a good night kiss?” If he didn’t ask now he may not have the courage on any other day.
“Oh?” the dim light from the hallway was enough for him to see Chan stare back in disbelief, “Oh.. o-of course!” Chan rushed back over and held Jeongins face so gently in his hands. For a moment Jeongin thought Chan might back out, he just stared at him with a loving smile. Jeongin went to say something and didn’t even get the first syllable out before Chan’s lips were against his. It was short, way too short. Chan kissed him gingerly and tried to move away, but Jeongin pulled him back in. He reached up, now holding Chan’s cheeks and smiling against his lips. A weight lifted instantly from his chest. Sort of a Pokemon gotta catch ‘em all moment when you’ve finally filled your Pokedex but much sweeter and so much more sentimental. He was finally free of the fear and finally felt like an equal now that he could be part of the good night kisses. Part of the lazy couch kisses. Part of the, any time he felt like it, kisses. Jeongin could almost cry but he’d hate to ruin the moment, so sweet and tender. But if he wanted more good night kisses in the future he actually needed to let his boyfriend get some sleep. Rather hesitantly Jeongin was the first to pull away, “Love you too, night.”
“Night, baby,” Chan whispered as he backed out of the room and shut the door. Little did he know it would've been much more accurate to say good morning to him. There was a snowball's chance in hell that he was getting back to sleep after that. He finally did it, yes there was a way to go in other aspects of the relationships and he wasn’t in any hurry for more, but at least now no one ever had to hold back again, himself included.