!!TW!! Drugs
5:30 pm
Chan was currently staring at his phone, debating on whether or not he should text Felix. He wanted to, but at the same time, what if Felix was busy?
He was letting bad thoughts overtake his brain, so he tried calming himself down. The thoughts intruding in his head were things like "what if it's not actually his number?", "what if he only gave me his number because he pities me?" Or "what if he will purposely not reply?"
Of course Chan knew that these were just stupid little thoughts, but he couldn't help but overthink everything. When he was young, he developed trust issues, leading him to where he is right now. A guy with no friends who doesn't trust anyone.
Although, something about Felix made Chan want to trust him. Something about him made him seem like a home to Chan. This feeling was new to Chan. He has never felt it before. It's really making him wonder if it's a platonic or romantic feeling.
Surely it can't be romantic, right? After all, Chan literally just met Felix today. He's jumping to conclusions at this point, not that it matters hopefully.
"Oh my god fuck this," Chan ran his hands through his hair. "I'm gonna smoke. I literally need this stress reliever." With all of that being said, Chan walked over to his desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out some rolling paper, and a small bag of weed.
Chan brought it over to his bed, and sat down. Fuck, I need a hard surface for this, Chan thought to himself. He grabbed a hard cover book from his nightstand and placed it in front of him, putting the rolling paper over top of it for a brief moment.
He opened the bag of weed, picked up the rolling paper again, then started pouring some weed onto it before placing the bag down, licking his finger and running it across the paper; giving it a nice stick.
He rolled the paper gently, forming it into a blunt. He then threw the book to god knows where, grabbed his lighter from the drawer of his nightstand, lit his blunt and took a big puff of it, loving the feeling of the smoke burning the back of his throat.
Chan picked up his phone and started scrolling through social media while finishing off his blunt and throwing the remainders of it into his trash can. He was about to roll another one when he felt his phone buzz.
He looked down at his phone and saw the number. It was Felix's number. Why was he texting Chan? Never mind that, Chan was panicking at this point. Maybe it's a prank. He sure hopes it isn't though.
When he actually read the notification, it said "Sent a photo". A photo? Really? What kind of photo would Felix send? Chan's brain was a mess right now. All because of this Lee Felix kid whom he had just met earlier today.
He clicked on the message and was absolutely shocked at what he saw.
It was a photo of Felix. The twist? Someone was fucking him.
"H-holy fucking shit..."
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God Damn | Chanlix
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