Nᴏ Hᴏᴍᴏ﹖ [₂Cʜᴀɴ]

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"Would you just let me speak?"

Changbin had practically sprinted to Chan's house the moment Jisung started cursing him out for what he 'thought' he did back in the studio.

He knocked on Chan's door but seeing as the older had no plans on letting him in, Changbin used the key under Chan's mat to unlock the door.

"Chan! Stop fucking walking away from me." He grabbed Chan's wrist, tugging on it so he'd tumble into his chest.

Chan couldn't actually think straight. Well...He was gay so maybe that's wh-

He was just so mad! Chan's mind lingered on the fact that maybe Changbin was trying to convince himself that he was still straight by kissing that girl.

"Why won't you listen to me? I'm trying to expla-" Chan yanked his arm out of Changbin's hold, moving away to create some distance.

"No! Because you do this...all the time."

Changbin crossed his arms over his chest, an unimpressed look on his face. "What the fuck does that mean?" He kind of knew what Chan was going to say. He knew but that didn't make it hurt any less when he said it.

"You've just never been one to be...Loyal." Chan hesitated with finishing his sentence, even though he knew what he was saying needed to be said it just felt kind of wrong. Chan didn't want to be mean and there was a very intimidating aura coming off of Changbin.

Changbin wasn't angry, he was livid. "You're kidding right?" He knew he did nothing wrong, Changbin was even trying his hardest to stay calm with Chan and he NEVER was so calm in his life.

"Chan...tell me you're fucking kidding." He lost his cool at this point. Words flying from his mouth that he really didn't mean. How could he not?

That picture looked all wrong without any context. Changbin had actually just finished smoking so he was pretty out of it, that girl had thrown herself at him. He was just minding his business.

"Whatever...we're not together anyway so I don't know why you're so mad. You're not mine."

That was a blow to Chan, it hurt and the male could admit that but Changbin was right in a way. He wasn't his but that didn't make it any less heart aching.

"Well why haven't you talked to me in like a week? What have you been doing?"

Changbin shook his head in disbelief, a small laugh coming from him. "You want to know what I've been doing?" He walked over to Chan, pointing a finger to his chest. "I was writing a fucking song for you."

"What?" His hands subconsciously moved up to hold onto Changbin's but the younger had pulled away. "You made a...song for me?"

Changbin leant against the front door, running a hand through his hair frustratedly, messing up the styled pieces.

"I haven't been with any bitch...Even when I wasn't with you I was thinking about you." His voice was strained - sounding more vulnerable than Chan has ever heard him sound.

"I know I'm an asshole sometimes but It blows my mind that you'd think I would...do that after we-" Changbin scoffed, he just couldn't do it anymore. He fixed his jacket, turning to the door and throwing it open.

Chan wanted to stop him, he really did but his brain just couldn't keep up with what he wanted to do.

"Just give me some time, Chan. I'll come to you when i'm not in the fucking mood to punch something."

And he left.

But this time Chan knew it was his fault he was leaving.  

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Made a bet with my friends that I could go vegetarian for a week

and then immediately lost the next day. 

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