Dancing to the rhythm under the dark starry sky, their hands clasped, their other locked in the other's waist and shoulder. Smiles plastered to their faces as they made twists and turns.
"I never expected you to know how to dance like this," Jisung complimented.
"My mom taught me. She used to do this in the past, and I was interested, so things happened."
Suddenly, Chan lifted Jisung up to the air, the cold wind meeting the boys' skin as they danced on the grass of Chan's backyard.
"Hey!" Jisung shouted in surprise.
After a few rounds of spinning, Chan let the boy down, then carrying Jisung bridal style.
"Channie-hyung, I'm- im.. I'm dizzy--"
"Haha, so am I. Was it fun, though?" Chan smiled brightly.
"..mhm."
Chan giggled, then leaning down to press soft and gentle kisses to the boy's face.
Kiss to the forehead, to the cheeks, to the eyelids, to the chin, to the jawline, to the nose, and to the lips.
Jisung kissed back, their lips now having their turn at dancing. Jisung's hands crept to the back of Chan's hair, gripping it gently to pull the elder closer, deepening the kiss.
✿
With a groan, Chan woke up to the sun shining to his eyes. He felt weight clasping to him seeking warmth, the silver haired boy's eyes shut close as he let out soft breaths.
Chan smiled at the endearing sight. He had to get off the bed to prepare breakfast, however.
He was careful when he took the boy's arms that went around his chest, then standing to his feet. He covered the boy's bare body with the sheets and went to get clothes before he went down to the kitchen.
~•~
The sound of sizzling can be heard from the kitchen. Jisung woke up to a bed that only he had occupied now. He stood up, then lying back down as he felt an electrifying pain in his spinal cord.
'Agh, that hurt..! I could've sworn I told him to slow down..'
After composing himself and feeling the pain settle a little, Jisung managed to stand up and get himself one of Chan's shirts before going down to the kitchen, where he expects Chan to be.
The savory smell of egg fried rice filled the room, enticing the silver haired boy with just a sniff.
"Channie-hyung?" He called the ginger.
Chan turned his head to the boy's direction, then smiling as he spotted Jisung.
"Good morning, love." He greeted softly.
Jisung sat by the kitchen island, his chin rested to his palm as he sat with glistening eyes fixated on the ginger.
Out of the blue, a thought dawned on him.
Wait
"Channie-hyung..what day is it today?"
"The 24th. Why?"
Jisung hurriedly stood up.
"Hyung, it's our graduatio- ouch!"
Jising winced and cried in pain, then sitting back down the chair. Chan turned the stove off immediately and rushed to the boy, worried.
"What's wrong, love? Where does it hurt? Do I carry you to the bed? Need pain relievers?"
"Channie-hyung, you went too hard on me! I told you to slow down but you didn't listen! It's our graduation day today! There's no way I'll stand up the stage and give my speech with this severe back pain!" He pouted.
"..ah." Chan chuckled softly. "Haha, I'm sorry, angel." He kissed the back of Jisung's hand. The boy still pouting. "The ceremony starts at 1 pm. It's still early, 8 am. Here - I'll serve you the meal I made. All you gotta do here is sit like the good boy you are and look effortlessly pretty. We good?"
"oh.." Jisung blinked a few times. "..mhm." He nodded.
"That's my angel." Chan smiled and kissed the tip of Jisung's nose.
After a few minutes, Chan served a plate of his egg fried rice. Last night's leftover rice was made into a savory egg rice dish, its color giving a vibrant shine and its rice well cooked, each grain separated well, with bits and pieces of the eggs fried together with the rice and the fragrant smell of soy sauce.
Jisung could feel the drool escape his mouth.
"I can't believe I'm dating a chef,"
Chan chuckled. "If I want my love to be happy with me, then of course it's basic knowledge I should know how to cook." He smiled.
He took a seat next to the boy and served himself a good plate of egg fried rice.
"Like what you see?"
"Mhm. Can I eat?"
"Whenever. Want me to feed you?"
"N-no, I..I can feed myself, thank you." Jisung looked away and picked up the spoon. He scooped a spoonful and shoved them to his mouth.
He hummed at the taste. It was quite delicious.
Not quite, it's very delicious!
"I swear to the heavens, Christopher Bang, I could marry you right now." Jisung uttered.
Chan looked at the boy, then giggling.
"You've never said my full name before. Is it that good for you to say you'll marry me right now? I wouldn't mind it though."
"Really good." Jisung spoke as he chewed, his cheeks puffing up with the food.
Chan caressed Jisung's bare thigh as the younger ate -- which he almost choked at the contact of Chan's warm hand on his milky thigh.
"I'm glad you like it." He kissed Jisung's cheek, painting the boy's face in a light tint of red.
✿
"Are you sure you don't want to throw a party? Our son graduated as valedictorian, and is soon to attend college! That's plenty for a reason to throw a party!" Mrs Han suggested.
"Mom, it's fine. I just want to celebrate with us as a family -- and hopefully, if you don't mind.."
Jisung held the hand that belonged to his boyfriend who stood behind him, tightly.
Understanding the gesture, Mr Han responded;
"We won't mind at all. In fact, you can even invite his parents! Chan, you can call your parents to have dinner at our place after the ceremony ends."
"Only my mother came to my graduation, Mr Han. My father is unavailable at the moment."
Chan politely responded.
"No need to be polite, young man. You're free to call us uncle and aunt, even father or mother if you'd like." Mr Han sent Chan a wink.
"I rather call you uncle and aunt, thank you." Chan lightly bowed.
Mr and Mrs Han shared a chuckle at the boy's polite gesture. They were quite entertained, truth be told.
They were already quite familiar with Chan's family through Bang Junghyeok, Chan's uncle, who works close with them.
"Mom, Dad, we've to go now. The ceremony's about to start." Jisung notified his parents.
"Really? Good luck up there, son." Mr Han hugged Jisung and patted him on the back.
Mrs Han approached Jising and kissed his cheek. "Don't be too nervous, okay?" She smiled.
Jisung returned the smile.
"I won't."
Chan smiled as well. He looked at Jisung hugging his parents, then going to him and holding his hand as he led the ginger to their seats.
•••
"Nervous?"
"Excited." Jisung smiled.
"Got your speech ready?"
"In my head."
"Really? Don't tell me the only thing you'll say up there is my name." Chan giggled, earning humself a nudge from the boy's elbow.
Jisung pouted.
"Gee, it's not like you're in my head twenty four seven!"
"But that's the case for me." The ginger smiled.
Jisung's face went red in an instant. Flustered, he looked away from the ginger.
"Such a flirt." He pouted, looking away.
"Only for you."
While the couple had flirted back and forth, Jisung's head turned from Chan's eyes to the lit stage that called his name, and so did Chan.
"You got this." He cheered silently.
Jisung smiled at his lover. He gave a flying kiss before he stood up and walked to the stage, standing straight on the platform.
He adjusted the mic to reach his voice.
"G-greetings to all.." He nervously greeted the crowd.
The people smiled at him with expectations. Or at least that's what it looked like to Jisung.
Feeling a little -- no, he was too nervous. His fingers were shaking and his eyes were trembling. It became a little blurry.
He adjusted his glasses and looked back up to the crowd. His eyes went to the ginger who sat next to the boy's seat, mouthing a few motivational words.
'You can do it, love.' He mouthed as he smiled.
Jisung, seeing his boyfriend, smiled as well.
Channie-hyung..your smile is so contagious.
He looked down briefly and took a deep breath. He raised his chin and looked back up, his eyes brimming with confidence.
He opened his mouth to release the words he so wished to let go.
"Greetings to all. I am here, standing before you all,.. as the graduating valedictorian."
"My experiences weren't easy to go through. Books and school were the only refuge I knew I could seek whenever I needed help. But sometimes, school isn't a very good resting spot due to some people."
Hearing Jisung say the last words to his sentence, Chan heaved a sigh as the memory of Sanghye and Lia popped up into his mind.
It'd be the biggest lie of one had said he did not harbor any more hatred towards the two.
"But all my hard work made me stand here and tell you all the work I did to reach here. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for one person." Jisung smiled at the ginger. Chan returned the smile.
"He..he restored my relationship with my parents. He opened my eyes to see a completely new world. He made me feel so many different emotions. He showed me so many interesting things I could do when I get bored from reading. He recognized my efforts. He supported me. He protected me. .. He loved me truly."
"He made me into the person I am right now."
"And so did you, Han Jisung."
✿
"How are you so beautiful, love?" Chan presses kisses down Jisung's bare abdomen.
".mm..you make me feel so beautiful, Channie-hyung.." Jisung sighed heavily.
"So pretty." Chan complimented. "My pretty little angel. My lovely white lily. Mine."
[End]
Before I officially end this sht, I'm js gonna say..
I don't like it.
Not the storyline.
I don't like it because it's not how I planned it to be.
I wanted to show Chan's bad hyung side more in this story.
But then again, I just wrote what I felt. I like this, but I don't like how the summary and title doesn't match the story.
I'll be releasing a new story titled 'Codename PETER'. It's kinda related to police thingys and I'll be altering their ages.
The updates will be really slow since I'll have to carefullt think out the storyline and the flow.
Hopefully my writing will improve then.
(js wanna share, but I've got like three other han centric fics, but they only hve like one chapter lmao. ill be working on them after I finish codename peter I guess)