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These chapters will probably be kind of short [After this one]

So I'll probably update twice at a time !



"What happened to that bitch you were fucking?"

Chan looked over at Changbin, shocked by his sudden question. "She uh...wasn't that interesting." 

Changbin shrugged, exhaling the smoke from his mouth in small puffs. "Really? Could've given her to me then." 

Chan shifted uncomfortably in his seat. It was conversations like these that he absolutely hated. "You don't mind sloppy seconds?" A joking tone in his voice to hide what he was really feeling. 

"Not if they were hot."

The conversation died after that. Changbin occupied with his spliff and Chan pretending to be busy on his phone, shifting the brightness up and down repeatedly. Chan had nothing to say and he definitely did not feel like lying about the multiple 'nights' he's spend out with some fake chick named 'Jaylee'

"So you're gay?"

Chan stilled, head slowly lifting up. "I'm sorry?" Changbin's arm rested on the arm chair, wisps of smoke coming from the spliff in between his fingers, his head laid back against the couch. 

"You're gay? You told me yesterday."

Thank god Changbin was open minded. His views on Chan never really changed after the male had finally come out to him. That or he didn't fully comprehend that Chan enjoyed, to put it simply - guy on guy action.

"I'm bi, not gay." 


Changbin shrugged "Same thing, just means you're a little gay." Chan rolled his eyes, the male could be annoying when he wanted to. 


"I...guess so."

If Changbin wasn't so stupidly hot and as well as his best friend, Chan was sure he would've gotten rid of him by now. All his stupid arm tattoos and that incredibly stupid tattoo on his back that just accentuated his strong figure - and those stupid piercings!

Ugh! Chan really hated them. Hated how good they looked on him, and he had so many...How stupid!

"So...What would you feel if we kissed right now?" 

Chan's eyes widened, once again left in shock. "If we kissed. What would it feel like?" Changbin was high off his ass, he didn't know what he was saying - that's what Chan kept telling himself. "Let's try it." Chan held his arms out, shaking his hands frantically. 

"I'm sorry what does this have to do with anything? It'll feel like every other kiss." 

Changbin used the ashtray and carelessly placed his joint on it. "Maybe, but the difference from every other kiss is that you're kissing me." Changbin wiped off his pants. "Come here and don't make me wait." 

Chan wished he was able to say no. Instead he slowly made his way and stood in front of Changbin, slightly hyperventilating from the situation he was in. "How're you going to kiss me from all the way over there?"

He patted his lap "sit here. Come on, you've done it before, what's the hold up?" Chan just stood there like an idiot with his mouth open. Changbin rolled his eyes, gesturing again for him to move.

"Well? Get closer. I don't want our first kiss to be awkward" Chan really wasn't sure if all of this was just some kind of prank and he was being recorded at the moment.

Changbin gripped onto his wrist, then Chan's waist when he was in reach and pulled him onto his lap "There you go." Changbin rested his hands on the older's thighs - subconsciously squeezing at the warm skin. Chan was incredibly tense, he knew his ears were red and Chan was pretty sure his face was the same color as well.

"I-I -this isn't...I'm not-" Changbin bounced his knee to shut him up - effective obviously. It was just the point that Chan was bouncing on the male's crotch that had him breathless. The small squeak that came from him was just the tiniest bit embarrassing.


"Kiss me." 


Chan's eyes darted from his face to his lips. "Just, where did this come from?" Changbin's hands traveled from Chan's thighs to his stomach and up his chest.

Chan was so close to fainting.

He had no problem doing skinship with Changbin but this was just too much. Entirely in his space and closer than they've ever been together. Changbin's large hand clamped onto his neck - having lost his patience and connected their lips by himself.

Chan held his arms at his sides, everything just a little too much for him to comprehend. Changbin on the other hand, was doing just fine. He was relaxed with his favorite boy in his lap, what could be better? Head so far gone that elevator music was occupying it.

Once Changbin felt the male's posture soften, his hands fell from around his nape and slipped into Chan's back pockets. It took Chan some time but he eventually calmed himself down and really relaxed around the male. Changbin groaned against his lips, enjoying this way more than he thought he would.

"That was good." Changbin pulled away first, running his tongue over his lips. He leaned against the back of the couch, staring at the male's swollen lips. Chan swallowed thickly, tensing while the younger's thumb swiped at his bottom lip.

"Yeah." Chan's voice was small, unsure of where they were supposed to go from there. He wanted to outright say; 'what now?' and see where it took the both of them.

"Are you hungry? I think we still have pizza in the fridge." Changbin set Chan off his lap and placed him on the seat next to him. He stood up, stretching his arms above his head - acting as if what just happened never fucking did.

He walked to the kitchen, popping his head out of the doorway first to call out to Chan. "Hey Chan?" The said male's head perked up, a small glint of happiness and hope to his eyes. 

"Yeah?"


"No homo to that kiss by the way."


Chan's face dropped and shoulders sagged. Maybe he shouldn't have dwelled on his words so much but he couldn't help it - having not heard that phrase since middle school.

'Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.'

Chan took one of the couch pillows and stuffed his face into it, screaming as loud as he could. Was this what their relationship was going to be like from now on? 


Could Chan handle that? No.  

But would he try? Yes. 



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I would say that this book in particular is just for when I'm bored or I have writers block 

So don't expect consistent updates and stuff like that 

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