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Chan needs to go home, now. He has been stressing about everything and keeps almost hyperventilating over tracks that he can't finish (not for lack of trying). He needs to put on his collar. Jisung has been by many times since Chan has locked himself in the studio, each time trying to convince Chan to come home, trying to bribe him with food, skin-ship, and even sex. Yet he always leaves by himself. It's not that Chan doesn't want to go home; he just always has another idea to start, or another note that should be added. And he just doesn't know when to stop. He’s been staring at the screen with one 30-second section on loop, when he finally breaks down. He grips his hair between his fingers in exasperation and pulls as hard as he can before he starts sobbing and crumbles. It could be from exhaustion, stress, or both. He doesn't know, but he’s on the floor with dirty and now-bruised knees. Because of the hiccupping sobs he’s letting out, he can't hear the door opening nor can he see Jisung’s panicked face, or hear Jisung’s rushed footsteps, until he can feel Jisung hugging him and whispering things to calm him down.
“Follow my breathing,” Jisung uttered softly into Chan’s ear, and he then puts Chan's hand on his chest and breathes very exaggeratedly so that Chan can feel his lungs expanding under his palms and can follow it. Eventually after some more muttered encouragements, and Jisung running his fingers through Chan's hair, Chan's breath evens out. Jisung stands up –still cradling a sniffling Chan- and sucks in a breath after checking the clock. “I think it's time for you to go home, Chan.” Jisung urges gently. Chan shakes his head no, but before Jisung can argue about Chan overworking himself, Chan whispers, “Not Chan, Pup.” Jisung’s eyes widen, and he exhales his breath quickly. He feels even more upset, mainly because Chan has always been really shy about his pupspace, so for him to openly admit that he needs it is really worrying because he must have neglected himself for long enough that he desperately needs it. “Your collar is at home pup, so let's get home, so you can fully slip,” Jisung states although Channie might not be too far from full pupspace already. As he slowly tries to grab his phone to call a car, Chan lets out a mournful whine, to which Jisung shushes and kisses away the sadness. Even though all of Chan’s pup gear is at home, to give Chan some reassurance, and to help him stay grounded, Jisung puts his hand on the back of Chan's neck, squeezing ever so slightly. Chan's eyes gently close at the display of dominance and his body goes boneless against Jisung.
After a few more minutes of cuddling, and kisses, Jisung slowly starts to try and get Chan up, and with a lot of promised pets, and extra hugs, they eventually start to walk down the stairs, with Chan leaning most of his weight on Jisung due to Chan swimming between headspaces. Once they exit the staircase, Jisung walks them over so they can lean against the wall near the doors, Chan closing his eyes. And the receptionist smiles warmly at him and Chan. After a few moments, Jisung feels a buzz in his pocket and pulls out his phone to find a notification that the car is outside, so Jisung grabs Chan's hand gently as to not startle him and starts to lead him out. Jisung’s a little cold and with him in only a muscle tee under his puffy coat, he’s glad that Chan has at least a hoodie on. They get in the car, very thankful for the heat that graces their faces. Jisung reaches over and buckles Chan’s seatbelt for him, while Chan lays his head against Jisung’s shoulder. Jisung chuckles softly and makes sure Chan is comfortable, before texting the other members to let them know what had happened. When the car stops, Jisung gently shakes Chan out of his rest and moves to get to both of their seatbelts. Chan just rubs his eyes and moves pliantly, almost doll-like. They walk up to the door and Jisung punches in their code unlocking the door. “Chan” Jisung starts, and Chan sleepily blinks, looking up at him. “I need you to shower before you put on your collar so that we don’t have to take them off to shower later,” Chan whines very faintly but after he registers Jisung’s words, he complies.
After Chan walks away quickly, and Jisung hears the sound of the shower turning on, Jisung walks to his own room and changes into comfier clothes. Once he hears the shower turn off, he ventures into Chan’s room. He sees Chan headfirst in his closet, and Jisung sits on the bed and waits for Chan to stop rummaging.
When Chan turns around, he has his collar, tail, lube, and ears in his hands. He looks at Jisung and begs with puppy eyes, luckily, they're on the same wavelength because Jisung asks “Do you need help?” To which Chan nods happily. “C’mere pup” Chan walks over and gently and neatly deposits everything except for the collar on the bed next to Jisung. Chan walks up to Jisung and kneels in between his leg and extends the collar out to Jisung, who takes it gladly. Jisung runs his fingers over the black leather, before turning his attention back to his pup.
“Pup, are you nonverbal?” Jisung asks. Earning a nod from Chan, who shyly looks at the floor. “There's nothing wrong with that pup.” Jisung lifts Chan's head with his thumb and pointer finger. “Remember, snap three times if it gets too much or if you need to stop okay pup?” Jisung asks, refreshing Chan's memory as he always does. Chan nods gently and then Jisung finally slips the collar over his head and secures the back.
Chan's eyes immediately go glassy, and he stares at Jisung with pure submission that makes Jisung shiver with the immense surge of power he holds over Chan. “Do you want me to put in your ears and tail now?” Jisung asks, he receives very frantic and excited nods. Jisung maneuvers Chan over his lap so that he has access to Chan's hole. He grabs the lube and slowly starts to rub Chan’s puckering hole. Chan lets out low keening noises as Jisung slowly thrusts a finger in.
Jisung slowly works his way up to three fingers and then starts to stretch his fingers apart, which causes Chan to let out a low moan and gently rut against Jisung’s thigh. Jisung isn't necessarily against Chan getting off while in headspace, nothing of the sort, in fact, some of the best sex he’s had with Chan was when Chan was in pupspace. But now is not the time to get off, so Jisung holds Chan's hips to gently stop Chan’s movements. And Chan must have started rutting unconsciously because he lets out a little embarrassed whine, to which Jisung quiets with a soft kiss. Once Jisung decides that Chan is open enough, he slides the plug in place and watches for a second entranced by the view of Chan's hole sucking the metal plug in.
Once Jisung snaps out of his horny trance, he sits Chan up, picks up the ears, and clips them into Chan's hair. “Look! There's my pretty puppy.” Jisung coos fondly. Chan flushes from the neck up. And he hides his face in Jisung’s neck. Jisung smiles and lets Chan nose at his neck softly. Once Chan is done hiding, he lifts himself up off Jisung and crawls over to the mirror to peer at himself. His eyes crinkle in happiness, and he lets out a happy little yip. Chan looks back at Jisung who has a smile on his face. The puppy then lunges toward Jisung and knocks him over in a hug. Luckily Jisung didn’t hit his head, but he was definitely winded. Chan started to crawl on top of Jisung and he started licking his face. “S-stop, Chan!” he yelled out through giggles as he tried to push Chan off him. But anyone could tell by his tone and the way that he wasn’t pushing hard, that he actually loved Chan’s display of love.
“Come on puppy, do you want some food?” Jisung asked when Chan had calmed down. He received an enthusiastic nod from Chan. So, he let Chan climb off him, and Jisung hooked a leash into Chan's collar and walked to the kitchen slowly with Chan in tow. When they arrived in the kitchen, they noticed they weren't as alone in the dorm as they thought. The kitchen held Changbin, Hyunjin, and Felix. With Hyunjin and Felix sitting on stools, and Changbin cooking what looked like mandu and kimchi fried rice.
“Didn’t expect you all to be here,” Jisung stated in shock. “We read the messages you sent to the group chat and couldn’t resist our cute little pup.” Felix smiled. Chan –who had been slightly hiding behind Jisung- Perked up and gazed up at Felix with hopeful eyes. Felix, knowing Chan, immediately chuckled and held out his hand for Chan to come over and sniff at. After Chan recognized that Felix was willing, he rubbed his head gently against Felix’s hand as a silent signal for Felix to pet him. With Felix’s fingertips scratching at Chan’s head, and the member's voices in the background, Chan was happy to float away, without a thought in his head.
After floating for a while, Chan was brought back to the present by a smiling Jisung slowly kissing his forehead. “It's time to eat pup.” He speaks sweetly and softly. Chan smiles back and nods, nuzzling his face against Jisung’s. Changbin comes over with two dog bowls, each with ‘Channie’ inscribed on them. Changbin places the water and food bowls down in between Hyunjin and Jisung’s chairs, and Chan starts to eat. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until he started eating. By the time Chan had licked his bowl clean, everyone had finished their dinners as well. Jisung cleared his place, as well as picking up Chan’s bowls, before leading Chan to the couch. Jisung lays on the sofa and Chan lays at his feet. Jisung turns on an old anime that they’ve seen before, and with Jisung’s hands scratching against Chan’s scalp, Chan slowly drifts off into a deep sleep.