Nᴏ Hᴏᴍᴏ﹖ [₂Cʜᴀɴ]

♪ ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ♪

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Was in the process of writing my college essay - I swear if I don't get accepted I'm gonna backflip off the Eiffel Tower  [If only I knew how to do that 😒] 

Chan had enough of all of this. He needed answers and he needed them now.

Which was what led to the male storming inside of Changbin's workplace.

Chan was incredibly out of his mind - smoking about two bags of his supply without any regrets.

"Changbin!" He pounded his fists against Changbin's office door, close to kicking it in if he didn't get a reply in the next ten seconds.

"Who the fuck is banging on-"

He swung the door open with an aggravated look on his face that quickly turned to confusion at the male standing in front of him. "Chan?"

Chan pushed him by the chest, sending him backwards into his office. "Let me talk first." He slammed the door closed behind him and continued to push Changbin back until he toppled over onto his couch.

"You're blazed up, Channie. Let's just sit down and take it easy okay?" Changbin was on his back with Chan sitting on his chest, he held his arms above the older's thighs so they weren't touching.

"I said to let me talk you fucking idiot!" Changbin's mouth fell open - Chan never really cursed and when he did he was usually pissed.

He dropped his hands by the side of the couch, staring up at Chan with wide eyes. "Okay...Okay."

Chan held onto the male's shirt, scrunching the material up in his hands. "Did you have fun?" Changbin lifted up onto his elbows, trying to keep eye contact with the male.

"Huh? Fun with...?"

"With me? Did you have fun playing with me?" His tone was sarcastic so Changbin wasn't really sure whether or not he should reply and with what.

"I- uh...Yes? I mean I don't really understand-"

Chan's grip on his shirt tightened but he didn't say anything. It was concerning to the younger, not knowing what he was thinking. "Chan?" Changbin lifted his hand and rested it on Chan's hips. "Channie?" Changbin moved to sit up but was pushed back down again.

Chan lifted his head, eyes red from the stinging feeling of tears starting to build up. "Am I just a toy to you?" Changbin dropped his hands, feeling a sudden strain to his chest.

"Something you could use and then throw away once you're satisfied?" Changbin was pretty much left dumbstruck - having absolutely no idea what to say in response.

"Well, am I?!"

Changbin gently grabbed Chan's wrists and removed them from his shirt. "...Calm down, Chan." He moved an arm behind his back and slowly moved up into a sitting position. Changbin held Chan close, wrapping his arms around him.

"Maybe you should take a nap. We can talk later."

He didn't want to sleep. If Chan knocked out now then they'd never have this conversation and they really needed to talk. This was his opportunity considering the both of them were alone but his eyes just couldn't stay open.

"Promise me we'll talk when I wake up."

Changbin lifted his head, planting a small kiss on his cheek. 

"I promise."  

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I love horror movies

If someone wants to talk about them hmu 😩

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