Chances (changbin fanfic)

4

The week was long, and exhausting. It was hard to think about things other than Changbin. He didn't text me anything and didn't even come to the shop again from Monday when he picked up his bell. I didn't think much about that, because maybe he was busy and he wanted to leave everything for our date and I liked it even more.

It was already Friday, I needed to get up 2 hours sooner to try to pick up between the 3 outfits I had chosen yesterday. I chose just something comfortable and simple. I was wearing black tight jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket with my hair in a messy bun.

I was waiting impatiently all day for the clock to turn 4:00, but it was 3:45 when he came in with flowers in his hand and a wide smile on his face.

How is he even real?

He was wearing a very similar outfit to mine - black tight jeans, a white t-shirt with red writing all over it and a black denim jacket. There's no doubt his closet is huge, he has a great taste for what he's always wearing and I just saw him 3 times.

"Hello," he said and put the flowers on the counter.

"Hi," I smiled.

"Those are for you," he picked them up again and slowly approached me behind the counter. I couldn't even speak.

"I'm sorry I wasn't very well behaved earlier to not introduce myself properly," he stretched out his hand in front of me, "my name is Changbin, can I ask about your name?" he smiled softly.

"Minji," I said, shaking his hand.

"That's a very beautiful name," he said softly and then handed me the flowers.

"Thank you so much for this, they're so pretty, how would you know they're my favorite?"

"They're just as beautiful as you," he complimented me, getting on the other side of the counter again.

"T-thanks," I stuttered. He's making me unbelievably nervous and I don't know why.

"I made a plan for us if it's alright with you," he said slowly, not breaking eye contact.

"Yeah it's alright, so what's the plan?"

"Well I kinda cooked for you and we can watch a movie or take a walk anything you want to do after dinner."

It was attractive that he was in charge.

"That sounds great," I chuckled nervously.

"But there's a little problem."

"What is it?"

"Well I live in a dorm with another 7 guys and I asked them to leave for some time because I have a date and they said they want to meet you and then they'll leave, I couldn't get rid of them. But if you don't want to we can go somewhere else," he scratched the back of his neck with a worried expression on his face.

"It's okay, it'll be fun for sure," I chuckled, it made him happy.

I had my money counted in the cash register way before he came, I unofficially closed at 3 PM waiting for him so I won't be delaying our date because of the shop.

He opened the door for me on the way from the shop, I locked them and now we both were standing in front of the shop.

"My dorm isn't far away, just about 10 minutes of walking if you don't mind."

"No problem," I smiled and we started walking down the street.

"So how old are you?" I broke the silence after a few seconds.

"21 and what about you?" he looked at me from the corner of his eye.

"19 and do you have a job or music is? Sorry if this is too personal."

"The music is earning me some money, it's okay for paying the bills in the dorm and to survive," he smirked at me again.

"And you still won't let me hear it?"

"No," he said and chuckled loudly.

"Please, just a few seconds."

He rolled his eyes and sighed.
"But after dinner," he finally said and I couldn't believe he said yes.

"That's what I like to hear," I said smiling, I wanted to hear his songs

He chuckled softly and we were walking in peaceful silence, till we stopped in front of the grey building.

"So this is it. But I need to apologize in advance for the boys, they're really nice but, well you'll probably see yourself," he opened the front door for me and we went through the short hall, to open another door.

I could already hear loud voices from the inside.

"I'm so sorry," he said and opened the door for me to let me in, coming in right after me.

And there they were.
7 boys. Sitting around the table.
They all look like people you see in fashion magazines or in perfect movies. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful. Of course, I couldn't be able to compare them to Changbin, he has a different effect on mem. Their fashion style was as just great as Changbin's.

I couldn't decide on which one I should look at first. But one of them was very familiar to me. I would swear I saw him somewhere already. More familiar than Changbin was when I saw him for the first time.

It's the one sitting on the top of the table. Tall, skinny one, dark brown hair lightly falling on his shoulders. His face looks soft and untouchable.

My eyes darted back to Changbin when they suddenly stopped talking at once.

"This is Minji, Minji this is everybody," he started pointing his fingers at the boys, starting from the left.

"Hyunjin, Jisung, Lee Know hyung, Jeongin, Chan hyung, Felix and Seungminnie," he said and they all said "hi" at the same time, like they already practiced it. I tried really hard to remember their names, the boy with the orange hair was easy to remember because his hair was literally glowing.

"It's really nice to finally meet you, Changbin couldn't stop talking about you," I guess his name is Jisung who spoke up. He was smirking and others started laughing with him.

"Okay, you can go already," Changbin said with a deeper voice than before.

After he said that all of them stood up and started walking towards the door, smiling at me.

The boy with blonde hair and freckles, his name was somewhere in the back of my mind, stopped in front of me.
"It's nice to meet you and I hope you'll feel very comfortable at our home," he smiled and his deep voice shocked me. He looked soft and innocent but his voice was the total opposite of the image of him I had in my mind.

"Thank you so much, I am sure I will," I smiled back at him and they were all gone after a few seconds.

"I thought it will be a lot worse," Changbin chuckled, and pointed his hand on the table to indicate to me that I can sit down.

"They were really sweet and I think I know your friend. Hyunjin, I suppose was his name," I said, but his reaction was weird, he was looking at me like he saw a ghost in front of him.

"Really? From where?" he said, sitting next to me.

"I don't know, his face is so familiar, you know, like I've seen him before."

"Uhm- he was doing modeling so maybe you saw him somewhere m-maybe, you know. His face is just different maybe that's why, I hope it's nothing bad," he was stuttering a little bit and explaining it for so long.

I don't know why but I have felt like he's lying to me with these little things. Yesterday he said he was working and then he was suddenly on photo shooting with his family in a probably most expensive suit I've ever seen.