“So who's going first?” Felix asked.
“Uh, I'm terrible at thinking of things to do or ask, so why don't you go first.” Chan gestured towards Felix while adjusting his legs on the bed.
“Okay,” Felix agreed, “Truth or Dare?” He leaned forward emphasizing the villain like gesture that he was doing with his hands.
“Um, dare?” Chan said nervously, he didn't like the look that Felix was giving him.
“Mmmm, are you sure?” Felix said raising his eyebrows in an innocent look. Then he leaned forward more. “I'll let you change if you'd like.”
“I'm sure,” Chan answered, mimicking the youngers posture. “Give me a dare.”
“Alright, you asked for it. Hmmm, I dare you to... call a random number and ask them if they're still selling My Little Pony themed weights.” Felix pushed Chan's phone, which was sitting on the bed between them, towards him, nudging the olders knee with the corner of it. Chan let out a sigh.
“Okay.” He picked up his phone, closed his eyes, and typed in a number. Then he put it on speaker and waited for the person to answer. A click.
“Yeoboseyo?” Came a voice through the phone.
“Hello?” Chan started to talk, but then he realized something. “They're speaking a different language!” He mouthed frantically at Felix, who just shrugged at him and gestured for him to continue. Then the person on the phone spoke up again.
“Aaaah, hello?” Then muffled, “Kumawo, Hannie!”
“Hey,” Chan started, hesitantly looking at Felix, who shooed him on, gesturing for him to continue. Chan glared at him. “Are the My Little Pony weights still available? I've thought about it, and I decided I want them.” Silence. Chan looked at Felix nervously, Felix was trying to hide his laughter. Then some shuffling on the other line.
“Yo, sorry, he doesn't speak English very well.” Came a different voice.
“What was the question again?” Chan let out an exasperated breath and massaged his temples.
“Are the My Little Pony weights still available? I'd like to buy them.” A pause.
“How did you know about my My Little Pony weights? Who is this? Are you a stalker?” The voice sounded suspicious now. Felix's eyes widened.
“Wait a sec, your voice sounds familiar...” He snatched the phone from Chan. “Could you say something for me?” Staring intently at the phone he waited for the other person to respond.
“Uh, sure?” The voice said hesitently. “But I'm still not giving you my My Little Pony weights, I don't know how you found out about them, or even who you are, but they're mine! And you can't have them! Now what did you want me to say?”
“Could you say, Jeogiyo Noona, hokshi namja chingu isseoyo?” At this point Felix was staring at the phone so intently that Chan thought that he was going to start shooting lasers out of his eyes.
“Oh, you speak Korean? Sure, Jeogiyo Noona, hokshi namja chingu isseoyo?” A sharp inhale came through the phone. “Waaait... that's my line from a collab I did with CB97 from Twitter! Is this CB97? Can we collab again?” J-One, as Felix had now recognized the other person as, sounded confused and excited.
“Nope, just a fan, and a guy I'm trying to show the wonders of CB97 to. And no, I don't speak Korean, unless you count the entire Wow song as properly speaking the language.” Felix laughed. J-One joined in for a second, then the first voice cut in asking a question in Korean. J-One answered the other person, who laughed.
“I like you,” Said the first voice in broken English, “What is your name?”
“My name's Felix, what's yours?” Meanwhile Chan was taking deep breaths trying really hard not to tell J-One that he was CB97 and he would love to collab again, but not in front of Felix.
“I'm Minho, my namja chingu is Jisung.”
“Aish, hyung,” Jisung whined, Minho laughed again. “Sorry about that! Who was with you earlier? I thought I heard another voice.” As if just remembering that Chan was there, Felix turned toward him with wide eyes.
“Oh yeah! Well, this is Chan. Say hi, Chan!”
“Hey,” Chan looked at Felix disapprovingly. Felix shrugged and mouthed “what” at him.
“Ahhh,” Came Minho's voice again, “Are you two namja chingus?” Felix choked. Taking this as an opportunity, Chan grabbed his phone from Felix and answered.
“No, we're just friends. We'll let you go now, I'm sure you were busy before we interrupted you with our craziness.”
“Sure dude, but first, Felix! Give me your number. You're fun to talk to!” Felix cleared his throat one last time after having recovered from his coughing fit, and pulled his phone out to save Jisung's number.
“Oh yeah! Of course! It's (***)***-****. Follow me on Instagram too! My username is Lee_f_2000. You too Minho! Bye guys! It was nice talking to you!”
“Bye bye!” Minho's voice sounded far away, but they could still hear it. Jisung laughed.
“Bye! I'm still not giving you my My Little Pony weights though.”
“I didn't even-” Chan started, but Jisung had already hung up. Chan sighed rubbing his temples. Felix just laughed at him and lightly shoved his shoulder.
“Relax dude! It's all in fun!” Chan looked up at the other boy, his eyes flashing with anger.
“Fun?” he scoffed, “Oh yeah? I'll show you fun. Truth or Dare?”
“Ooh, you in serious mode now! Hmm, truth.” Felix wriggled his eyebrows tauntingly at Chan, knowing full well that he had wanted him to pick Dare so he could get him back. Unfortunately, Felix was too much of an evil genius to let that happen.
“Coward.” Chan whispered under his breath.
“Hey!” Felix said, offended, “Who you calling a coward?” Chan looked exaggeratedly around the room before sarcastically saying,
“George. Now be quiet so I can think of a scandalous truth to ask you.”
Felix gulped. Uh oh, he thought, I think I've upgraded to Revengeful Chan, I'm really not going to survive tonight am I? Well, goodbye world. It's been nice knowing you.
A/N: Hey guys! Weird update schedule because I'm going to be without internet for the next two Thursdays... So we have an update today, and then I'll probably update again on Sunday July 18th. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Signing out, Blueberrt Muffun <3 :)
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