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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 : 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬

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After shooting a glare towards the male who'd briefly head out, he attempted to open the door but failed to do so as it was locked. "Open the door, Chan." He said, delivering a forceful tone with the response rather than the gentle one he had intended to select. "Go away, Bin." They'd continue to respond back and forth until Chan finally let out a sigh and opened his room door, allowing Changbin and only Changbin to enter before slamming the door behind them and locking it.

He headed back to his bed shortly after he allowed Changbin to enter his room. The brunet simply shook his head and followed Chan, watching as he sat up on his bed and leaned back onto the fluffy pillows there were stacked up, behind his back. Changbin felt rather hesitant to say anything for a little while. But that lasted for a short amount of time as he shook his head and recollected his thoughts, proceeding to build up the energy to say what he needed to say.

"Listen Chan, I don't know what's been up with you but you need to get your shit together." He confidently started, making a brief approach over to Chan, who continued to stare straight ahead. Their questionable leader was stubborn indeed, but that never stopped Changbin from giving Chan genuine, good advice as he would stop at no costs until Chan would finally listen. That would probably be one of the reasons as to why he was labeled as Chan's assistant at the start of their gang before it all turned around completely.

"Staying silent isn't going to do shit for you, Chan." Changbin said, caring less about constantly having to use profanity to seem like the bigger person and caring (genuinely) more about Chan and his mental state. "Well what else can I say?" Chan responded back harshly, averting his gaze from Changbin to the photo frame that sat just beside his bed on the nightstand. "What else can you say? You made the worst decisions possible. First by telling Hyunjin, who was-"

Chan shot him a glare, making Changbin pause mid-sentence but not making him lower his crossed arms which practically established dominance over him. "Who the fuck told you about that?" He asked, as if he expected Changbin to be so mindless about all the events he wasn't there to witness. Almost as if he wanted it to be kept a secret and told to no one. "Be honest, did you really expect for everyone to stay silent after the shit you said to him?"

He knew the members would actually stay silent if it hadn't been for him noting the disappearance of Hyunjin as well as remembering the previous, childish fights Chan used to have with him at the very start. Regardless of his note-taking and conclusions, a certain pink-haired male in particular told him about it as the snitch knew that all members deserved to know what happened.

"Since you want me to be honest, yeah, I did expect for everyone to keep quiet about it. And maybe, we never actually needed him in the gang after all." The brunet, in pure shock and disgust, couldn't believe what their leader of nearly ten years was saying. He couldn't even believe that he would say such a thing about Hyunjin like that. But even so, he knew that Chan never really liked nor trusted Hyunjin and Seungmin due to the fact that they used to work for Jinyoung.

But also, who was Chan to judge about them? You would think that after they had joined them and were still truly working alongside the so-called evil Jinyoung, they would've ratted them out much earlier nearing the starting line, right? And then again, perhaps it was possible that either of the two decided to eat them out to Jinyoung in the middle of the plan and that could be the reason as to why most of the mission was sabotaged.

"How could you say something like that?" Holding back all thoughts of potential outbursts momentarily, he genuinely didn't think he understood Chan's mindset anymore. Back then, he could easily read Chan's mind and the two could finish each others' sentences nearly in an instant. That's just how well they worked together. But now? It seemed like the past missions, the past actions of teamwork, the past connections, the past understandings, it seemed to have just suddenly disappeared as their conversation grew in a not-so-well-mannered way.