The Chaser || JunChan

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"Hey, what are you doing?" A voice asked as Yuchan was reading a magazine.

"Reading," Yuchan replied as he kept his gaze on the magazine.

The male went beside him and looked at the magazine as he sat beside Yuchan, "Look at those tattoos! They look so badass!"

"Badass? Who told you that word?" Yuchan raised an eyebrow as he pursed his lips.

"It's Binbin! She said that people who have tattoos and wear leather jackets were badass!" The male chirps as he leaned on Yuchan's shoulder.

Yuchan closed the magazine and stared at the male that was leaning beside him as he smiled, silently admiring how handsome he is "Don't listen to her, it wasn't that correct at all."

"Binbin doesn't lie," The male pouted and looked at Yuchan which was smiling at him, making him blush as he averted his gaze on the brunette "W-Why are you looking like that?"

"Nothing. It's just that you're too cute and handsome especially when you're too close to me," Yuchan replied.

The male just blushed furiously and it made Yuchan chuckle on how he can make this male too flustered by complimenting him, "H-Hey, Yuchan? Isn't tattoos art too? I mean they can be considered as an art, right?"

Yuchan nodded, "Yes."

"Don't you think that they're beautiful?" The male asked, "I mean, it's like imprinting a symbol or word in your body that will never be erased. It'll stay with you until the end, permanent stuff are beautiful."

"I think so," Yuchan said as he intertwined their hands.

They've been close since the first time that they met, it's been six years since they kept on hanging out every month. But as Yuchan turned seventeen, monthly visits turned into weekly and Yuchan became this male's daily visitor, stopping by everyday after his classes or during his free time. They just let it be, let their friendship grow until what they're feeling for each other turned into something intimate-yet no one tried to say a word about, both were too afraid to make a move.

Yuchan fell for the boy in the first time he saw him and he had been this lovesick for six years. He's now a nineteen-year old boy with a height of a giant, said the male that kept on visiting him. Yet he didn't want to take a step further because he's afraid-afraid of seeing this beauty fall and break just like any glass sculpture. So instead of holding him, he tried his best to keep his feelings to himself.

"Yuchan, I think that you might look good with tattoos in your body," The male said and grinned, "But the Yuchan in front of me is the best Yuchan."

"Do you want to see me having one?" Yuchan asks, being that lovestruck idiot that would do anything to see the person in front of him happy.

The male's face was painted with concern, "Y-You don't need to do it, I mean.. having one will have to go into a painful proccess, right? I don't want you to get hurt because of my selfish requests."

Yuchan felt like his heart is about to jump and tried to keep his composure by just smiling, "Don't worry. It won't be painful, please anticipate for it tomorrow."

"Are you sure?" The male looked down and started
fidgeting.

Yuchan pecked his cheek and nodded, "Yes."

"I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"I d-don't deserve you at all, you're too carefree, hyper, bright, intelligent, handsome and you're admired by a lot of people. I feel so tiny whenev er I'm next to you, I feel so out of place. You deserve to hang out with people like you more, not with someone like me. Not someone that is.." The male seems to be trying to stop himself on blurting out a word that will hurt both of them "...dying."