✰ Rap Star ⤑ Changlix

7

I wait outside of my class with my earbuds in. I'm listening to a playlist he sent me. Some songs he likes. Its got good songs but it's not Changbin's voice. An arm wraps around my shoulder, fingers taking my earbuds out gently. "Been waiting long?" Changbin asks me.
I turn my head and smile. "Only around fifteen minutes. I was listening to the playlist you sent me."
Changbin places my earbuds into my outstretched hand with a hum. "What do you think?" he asks.
"Well, the songs are good but," I pause.
"But," Changbin urges me to continue.
"But they aren't Changbin. I'd rather listen to you rap," I say, staring him in his eyes as we begin walking down the hallway. A few people look our way but theres not enough for me to be worried about rumors spreading.
"Just call me and I'll rap for you then," he tells me.
"What if you're in class?" I joke, poking him in his side.
He gives me his usual grin. "Then I'll just go to the bathroom and serenade you there," I know he's kidding. "Give me your phone. I can give you our Spotify account."
"Our?" I ask.
"3racha's. We have some of our songs in our private library. We are waiting until we get more popular to post them," he explains, taking my phone and logging into his groups Spotify. "Now you can listen to me whenever you want."
I take my phone and smile at the screen. Won't Jisung and Chris get mad? Well, even so, I get to hear his voice. I bite my lip to hold back an excited squeal. "You're the best," I giggle out, my eyes squinting as I look at him. Sometimes when I'm super happy even my eyes smile.
"You're so adorable," he compliments me.
I hide my face in his neck from embarrassment. "Stop that."
"It's the truth. Oh, I never asked what things you like to do so our date is gonna be whatever happens," Changbin doesn't seem like someone to plan things out hardcore. I'm fine with that.
"That's fine. I'm happy just getting to spend time with you," Changbin pulls my face away from his neck after I say this.
"You know, one date may not be enough to satisfy me."
"If you make me your boyfriend I can give you unlimited," I tilt my head as I send him a smirk. We are far too flirtatious for two people not together. I wouldn't mind changing that.
"I guess there aren't any rules on how many dates it takes to get a significant other," Changbin whispers.
"If you don't want to it's fine. My interest goes far beyond a few dates though," I inform him, turning my attention to the doors before us. I push them open for the man beside me while I wait for his reply.
"Don't want to? If I wasn't planning on asking you I wouldn't have asked you on a date in the first place," Changbin's answer makes my heart bloom.
"So, I'm your boyfriend?" I ask.
"You are now officially Seo Changbin's one and only significant other," he says, pulling me to a stop. "Which means, I don't have to ask to kiss you," his lips connect to mine very briefly, leaving me in a state of shock. When he pulls away, he's giving me that damned smile I love way too much.
"I have an idea for our date," I tell him.
I end up dragging him to a biking area. We rent bikes and ride around the campus pond for a while, enjoying the good weather and each other's company. When we get off the bikes, Changbin quickly unclips his helmet before making his way over to me. His fingers snap the clip on my own, taking the helmet off slowly with a gentle expression. Even the littlest of things make my heart beat faster.
"You are such a charmer, Changbin," I tease him quietly.
Changbin raises his brow, setting the helmet down on the seat of my bike. "Say it again, will you?"
"Say what?"
"My name. You don't say my name a lot. I like the way it sounds."
There he goes again, being honest and handsome. "Changbin?" Saying his name gets an amusing reaction from him. His ears turn bright red and he's smiling. He likes it. No, he likes me. I bite my lip with a laugh. "Changbin~ you're so handsome today," I sing, my arms wrapping around his waist.
He looks in my eyes and shakes his head at my ridiculous teasing. "Felix~ you're extremely sexy when you say my name," he mocks my tone, but the words he says are a whole plot twist on their own.
I smack his chest and say, "that's not fair!"
My boyfriend simply sticks his tongue out, unwrapping my arms around his waist and intertwining our hands. "Love isn't fair," he says.
"No, it's life isn't fair, not love," I correct.
"Love and life, they both equal up to you so it doesn't matter," he flirts.
"You," I start to stutter. He's too good. "Playboy!"
"Sorry, babe, but I've never dated anyone before."
I pull him to a stop, my eyes wide. "Wait, really?" Changbin nods slowly. "You're lying. Even I've dated someone before and I'm me."
"Well, I'm only popular because I'm a part of 3racha. No one pays attention to me outside the club. Plus, I'm the least favored of the group," what Changbin says makes me feel some type of negative emotion. I'm angry on his behalf, or maybe I'm angry at him for saying that.
"You're my favorite 3racha member. I wouldn't be a fan if not for you. You're really sweet and considerate outside of the club too. There's a lot to you. Don't put yourself down like that. It makes me feel bad."
Changbin gives me that sickening sweet smile that causes butterflies to swarm my stomach. He presses a kiss to my cheek, his hand squeezing mine. "Thank you, but don't like 3racha just because I'm a part of it. Jisung and Chris work hard like me. They deserve recognition too," he scolds me. He wants me to know that his friends mean a lot to him so they should mean something to me as well if we're going to be together.
I give him a guilty look. "I like Jisung and Chris's rapping too. Yours is just my favorite. I don't want you to think you don't have a lot of fans. I fell for your voice and stage presence. It makes me feel bad if you say you aren't popular," I mumble.
"You only like me for my voice," Changbin teases. "But, thank you, Felix. If you are supporting me, I don't care about the others. You're the only fan I need," he's says smoothly. He's actually my boyfriend now? "Also, your voice is much better than mine. You could say I fell for your voice just as much as you fell for mine."
"Just take my compliments you asshole," I curse.