"Stop whining, Yang. You look so stupid." Chan says in a low voice, cold and tired. "I said let me go, dumbass!" The older just sighs as they exit the now empty school and walks towards the parking lot with Jeongin trialing behind him wjile still trying to set free from his grip.
After a few moments that are filled with Jeongin's whines and Chan's sighs, they reach the parking lot and walks towards a black car. Jeongin sees Chan reach down in his pockets and retrieves his keys and unlocked the door. He opens the passenger seat and softly pushes the younger inside and quickly closes the door as he makes his way towards the driver's seat.
Chan enters the car to the sight of a sulking Jeongin, cheeks puffed out in frustration as his eyebrows are furrowed. "Don't be so worried, I'm just gonna take us both to a restaurant and eat dinner while we get to know each other to commence our plan for Saturday." The blonde says as he buckles in his seat belt. He looks to his right side only to see Jeongin unmoving and arms crossed around his chest.
Chan starts the car in hopes that maybe Jeongin will at least move to put on his seat belt. But, even after a few minutes, the younger remains unmoving. Chan sighs for probably the millionth time that afternoon and unbuckles his seat belt. He sees Jeongin flinch a little but, he stubbornly remains unmoving.
Chan sighs again before reaching out towards the younger. The latter flinches a little as he prepares himself to whatever the older might do. But, he is, surprisingly, surprised when Chan takes the effort and puts on Jeongin's seat belt himself.
Jeongin's heart skips a beat at the sudden action. Cheeks suddenly warming up. He gulps as Chan puts on his seat belt once again. He sighs yet, once again. "I know I kinda forced you or whatever but, like you do want your sketchpad, right?" Jeongin nods, eyes not meeting Chan's. The former sighs as another awkward silence followed.
"Okay," He whispers softly.
He looks on his left side only to see Chan already looking at him. "Okay," He says again but, a bit more loud this time. "You got yourself a deal, I guess." Chan smiles, glad that at least the younger trusts him even just a little bit. He turns the radio on and a soft lo-fi song comes on.
"Let's get going, sweetheart."
"Ew, please don't call me that."
"Okay, at least you said please."
"Whatever, just shut up and drive, Bang."
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"Order whatever you want, sweetheart." Chan says in a teasing voice, voice filled with sickly sweet honey. Jeongin scowls and glares at him from across the table. "Didn't I say that you shouldn't call me that, Bang?" He says, voice dripping with frustration but, the older can hear the playful lilt in his tone. "Only if you stop calling me 'bang', babe." Yet, once again, the younger scowls at him. "I'm so done with you." He says to which just made the older laugh even more.
