A/N: I'd warn you for certain implications in this chapter, but I won't mark it M.

Inspired by Nick Jonas's Close (featuring Tove Lo)

It's a really really really good MV so check it out! 

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Not close enough.

They're huddled on the couch, watching whatever that's airing, limbs tangled together. They're a mess.

Himchan's not paying attention to the television, unlike Yongguk.

He shifts a little, and they are practically pressed against each other, but Himchan frowns a bit.

It's not close enough.

They're right there, holding each other, but it's not close enough. He feels like the intimacy is nothing but physical.

He doesn't understand.

But one thing for sure, it makes him feel insecure.

He wants to be closer.

So he shifts some more, and queitly nudges his nose against the other's neck. He's not seeking for more attention. He just wants to swallow Yongguk's soul whole--perhaps then, he will feel more secure.

Yongguk is attentive, and he notices that Himchan seems to be uncomfortable.

"Hmm?" He asks, pressing his nose against the younger's forehead. 

Himchan shakes his head silently, and leans in. When Yongguk furrows his eyebrows and gives his ribcage a small squeeze, he shakes his head again, presses a chaste kiss to the corner of Yongguk's lips and points at the television.

Yongguk doesn't inquire further.

When the elder is indulged in the movie again, Himchan quietly watches him.

And he wondered what was wrong with himself for feeling so strange.