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Gunil has found comfort in Stray Kids music ever since he was in college. Listening to their music has always put him in a better mood or helped him when times seemed hard. Bang Chan is one of his role models, the way the elder leads his group is inspiring to Gunil and he had hoped to be a leader like his hyung one day. Getting into the same company as Stray Kids, as Bang Chan, and becoming a leader of his own group, still blows his mind.
What blows Gunil’s mind even more is that he is about to hangout with the Bang Chan.
The two males really can’t go out since the older male would be recognized, plus neither of them wanted to have their managers with them. Chan had asked Gunil if he was okay with chilling in 3racha’s studio, of course the younger male said he didn’t mind. Who would ever pass up the opportunity to hang in there? Certainly not Gunil.
When the elevator doors open, Gunil can feel his nervousness getting to him. He’s only a few steps away from 3racha’s studio, a few steps away where Chan, Changbin, and Jisung make music. He steps out of the elevator and makes his way down the hall. Gunil stops in front of the studio door and softly knocks on it.
The door opens seconds later with a smiling Chan standing behind it. “Hello! Come right in!”
“Hello hyung,” he says softly as the elder steps aside to let him in. Gunil takes in what Chan is wearing, the shorter male is in his usual muscle tee, ripped jeans, and a beanie. Some of his black curls are peaking through the top, making Gunil want to play with them.
The ginger haired male feelings for the elder have changed drastically. They started off as the typical feelings most people have for their idols but they eventually grew into a crush after a few conversations and run ins. Seeing Chan dressed as his usual self makes Gunil’s feelings hit him like a truck because fuck did Chan look hot .
“Sorry we have to hangout here and at such late hours. I hope you don’t mind,” Chan says as he closes the door behind Gunil.
“No, I don’t mind,” the taller male replies, taking his jacket off as it was a bit warm in the studio.
“Here, let me take that for you,” the elder says as he grabs Gunil’s jacket and hangs it on the door behind him. Gunil feels his heart swell at the kind gesture. “I also ordered some takeout for us before you got here!”
“Oh hyung, you didn’t have to spend money on me,” the younger male says with a frown. He makes his way over to the small couch, sitting down.
“I don’t mind! Besides you’re the guest, even though we are just here in the studio,” Chan says, sitting beside Gunil on the couch. Their eyes meet when they turn to face each other and it makes the ginger haired male cheeks heat up in a blush.
“Thank you, I appreciate it,” he says, smiling softly. Chan smiles in return and Gunil swears he could melt into a puddle right then and there.
Gunil typically has a pretty confident demeanor but when it comes to his hyung, his confident demeanor crumbles and he becomes shy. His members had teased him about it after ISAC when they got to properly talk to Stray Kids for the first time. Gunil was a mess around Chan.
As they begin to eat, Chan speaks up again, “I wanted to tell you how proud I am, again, of the Hellevator cover you guys made. It truly was amazing.”
The already visible blush on Gunil’s cheeks darken some. “Thank you. I’m proud that we made you proud,” he pauses for a second so he doesn’t stumble over his words, “I have honestly looked up to you for a while and have always been a fan of your group's music. Covering one of your songs was an honor.” He feels like his heart is going to explode out of his chest because of how fast it is beating.
Chan grins and says, “I’m honored that you were able to as well.”
“I’m glad,” Gunil says as he smiles.
The two males continue to eat and talk, sharing thoughts about music and Chan showing Gunil snippets of upcoming songs. The younger male is beyond excited for those songs to release in the future. During all this, Gunil has had the strongest urge to call Chan baby, of all things. He doesn’t understand why but the urge grows as they continue to talk.
“Too bad you aren’t able to show me anything you’ve been working on, I would have loved to hear it,” Chan says. The older male then takes another bite of his food, finishing it off. A little bit of the sauce smears on the corner of his lips when he pulls his chopsticks away.
“You have a little something on your lip,” the younger says, looking at where the smear of sauce is. Gunil had finished his food minutes ago but still had the container in his lap.
Chan ends up wiping the wrong side and says, “Did I get it?”
“No, let me do it,” Gunil says, scooting forward a little bit and bringing his thumb up to wipe the sauce off Chan’s face. The younger male then brings his thumb up to his lips to suck the sauce off.
“Oh,” the elder whispers as he watches Gunil. “Thank you.”
Their eyes meet again making Gunil’s widen at the elders flushed cheeks and at how close they are “I-I’m so sorry hyung,” he stutters out after removing his thumb out of his mouth. He doesn’t move back though, frozen in place.
The surprised look on Chan’s face changes to an amused and confused one. “How come?” he asks, a small smile forming on his face.
“I-I…” the younger male stutters out, not knowing what to say. He could feel his cheeks burning up again.
This makes the elder giggle. “You’re so cute,” Chan says, leaning in a little bit.
“Oh, uh, thank y-you ba — hyung,” Gunil says, mentally cursing himself out for almost calling Chan baby.
Chan’s head tilts to the side cutely and he rests it in his hand, the smile on his face is wide. “What were you about to call me, hm?” he asks, a teasing tone to his voice. Gunil bites down on his lip, not wanting to answer the elder. Chan’s eyes dart down to Gunil’s lips and then back up to his eyes, the younger male doesn’t miss this of course. “Not going to answer your hyung?” he questions, his lips forming a small pout.
Gunil’s breath gets caught in his throat at the look Chan is giving him. “Baby,” he blurts out, eyes widening again at what he said, “Can I call you baby?”
“If I let you call me that then… can I kiss you?” Chan asks, his smile turning into a small smirk. He softly bites down on his lip to stop himself from giggling out at the expression on Gunil’s face.
“Yes, please,” the younger male breathes out.
The elder puts their empty takeout containers in the trash, making sure they don’t end up making a mess. Chan then leans back in as both of their eyes flutter shut, slowly connecting their lips in a kiss. The kiss is short and sweet but it still leaves Gunil breathless when they pull away. Chan opens his mouth to say something but Gunil cuts him off by kissing him again.
This kiss is longer, making them both melt into it. Gunil grabs Chan by the hips and pulls the elder closer, deepening the kiss some. Their lips move together at a slow and steady pace as Chan brings a hand up to rest on the younger males cheek.
Gunil lightly bites down on Chan’s plush bottom lip, causing the other male to moan out softly. “You sound so pretty,” Gunil mumbles against Chan’s lips once he pulls away.
This time Chan’s cheeks flush pink as he smiles. “Thank you,” he whispers.
They two males reconnect their lips seconds later. As they make out, Gunil’s hands slowly make their way down Chan’s body to cup his ass. A gasp leaves the elders lips after the ginger haired male squeezes it.
“Was that okay to do?” Gunil whispers against Chan’s lips.
“That was more than okay,” the black haired male replies.
A knock on the door has Chan leaving Gunil’s lap in under a second.
“Hyung,” it’s Jisung, “the manager doesn’t want you to stay out too late since we have to be up early.”
“Okay, I’ll be home in about fifteen minutes,” the eldest yells out.
“See you at the dorm later then!”
Gunil lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I’m glad that wasn’t one of our managers,” he says.
“Me either, they would have walked right in. I’m glad it was just Jisungie,” Chan says.
The younger of the two laughs a little and nods his head in agreement. He then looks at the man beside and asks, “I guess that’s all for tonight, huh?”
“It sadly is,” there’s a grin on Chan’s face as he says this, “That doesn’t mean we can’t continue this some other time, Gunil.” The black haired male sends the other a wink, making Gunil’s cheeks flush pink.
“I’d be more than happy to continue it,” the ginger haired male replies.
Chan giggles as he stands up. “Will next weekend be a good time for us to meet up again, hm?” he asks.
“Yes, of course,” Gunil quickly says.
“I’ll see you then,” the elder says. Before he makes a move to open the door, he leans in to kiss Gunil. The other male instantly kisses the elder back. He wraps his arms around Chan’s waist and pulls him closer. “If we don’t stop now, we’ll both be in trouble,” the black haired male whispers against Gunil’s lips.
Gunil playfully huffs and whines out, “Fine.” This makes Chan giggle as they pull away.
“Like we said earlier love, we’ll continue this another time,” Chan says with a small smile.
“I know, I know,” Gunil says, laughing lightly. He then continues with a question, “Are you wanting to head out together, hyung?”
“Just call me Chan, or baby,” the elder winks, “but yeah, we can.”
Gunil’s cheeks turn a shade of pink as he says, “Can we hold hands? Ah, that sounds so childish and embarrassing…”
“It doesn’t! Of course we can hold hands,” the elder replies as he offers the younger male his hand.
Gunil gladly takes the other male's hand with a smile. The two of them then head out of the studio and towards the elevator, making small talk as they do. They continue to hold hands until they are outside of the JYP building.
“I guess this is where we spilt ways,” Gunil says with a small frown.
“Hey, we’ll see each other in a few days, Nil,” Chan replies. Gunil smiles at the nickname. “One more kiss, hm?”
“Yes, please.” Gunil leans in to give the older male a kiss, they pull away seconds later.
“See you next weekend, Gunil.”
“See you then, baby.”