𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐒

127: choi seungcheol's 100 ways to confess!

(a/n: help this chapter is too rushed i'm literally taking my math test as i write this rn)

"what is this for?" seungcheol questioned, pointing at the suspicious box in the middle of the hallway. he kicks it once, checking if there was something inside. "hey, lazy asses! it's 10 pm and i know damn well that ya'll are not asleep yet!"

"that's chan's notes! he says he's going to throw it out tomorrow!" mingyu answered, voice muffled. seungcheol pursed his lips and turned around, heading back to his room without a word.

it'd been 2 days since chan refused to sleep in seungcheol's room because of some stupid reason. as you all know, the two are happily married to each other with one adopted child which is jinha, but for the first time, they're having an arguement. a serious one because of a stupid reason.

well, chan studies with joshua, right? that's a given. even if chan was getting free university courses from joshua, chan decided to take up a literature course at the college near the base (because junhao fanfiction things) and got new friends.

seungcheol has no problem with that, but chan befriended a hot bad boy alpha who chan brought home to the base one night and they made some kind of project in the living room for like a week. the bad boy alpha wannabe obviously was making moves on chan, and chan laughs it off.

okay, let us see a flashback of the arguement.

"fuck that whitie!" seungcheol had said back then, when they were arguing about 'jake'. "my muscles are bigger than his!"

"man—i didn't know he was hitting on me! you were the only man who made moves on me my whole life!" chan shouted back, and seungcheol remembers him throwing his notebooks down the desk. "i'm avoiding him now though! he confessed and i rejected him already! i have a fucking child for christ's sake!"

seungcheol blushed a little that time, finding out that if chan was one year younger when they met, seungcheol would've been a groomer. just kidding. seungcheol was happy that he gave chan lots of his firsts—but no! they were in an arguement!

"yeah, but you still talk to him and he still makes advances on you!"

chan ended the arguement with a stupefying statement: "he didn't know that you were my husband and i've got a kid! why weren't you being showy about our relationship, then? at least he was more romantic than you! you never even confessed properly!"

end of arguement. that's why now, seungcheol is brainstorming in his room, in his unwashed pajamas. he pulls out an old polka notebook and a mechanical pencil, slamming it down the table with passion.

without much ado, seungcheol writes the title. confessing plans. first step, done! now, he's going to abandon this whole project. seungcheol is now out of ideas and he's burned out. time to go to bed!

"whoopsies! it is not time to go to bed!" jeonghan opens the door, leaving it open behind him as he jogs to seungcheol. "i asked soonyoung what you were thinking about because well, you two haven't been sleeping in the same room and you haven't picked up jinha from the lee estate!"

"that is invasion of privacy, hannie, please leave. i am trying to get my brain working here." seungcheol clicked his tongue, giving jeonghan a stink eye. jeonghan laughed.

"well, you need some tips." jeonghan pointed a finger at seungcheol. "luckily, i have lots of them! how many times do you need to confess to him anyway?"

seungcheol gulps, realizing that he does need help because his brain is really not cooperating right now. "a hundred times."