Demigods | Minchan

Chapter 11 (pt.1)

*not edited*

September 26
9:00 a.m

"Come on we have work to do," Minho moved Chan's arm trying to wake him up. Minho woke up not long ago, took a shower, fed his cat, and now needed to wake up Chan. Last night Chan made it a big deal on how they needed to rise early to do research to help Dean. But now Chan was still passed out with his bare back turned to Minho. "Come on," Minho whined. His glasses began to slip the harder he pushed the blonde. "Get up or I will punch you- Ow!" Minho jumped up when he was shocked by a bit of lightning coming off of Chan. "Fine whatever," Minho gave up rubbing his hand.

Chan slowly sat up with his eyes barley opened as he looked around. "What the hell are you wearing," Chan asked his voice hoarse.

"Fashion, Chris. It's called Fashion," Minho sassed, crossing his arms. "I'm cute!" Minho wore another crewneck, this time a light purple with a cat with sunglasses on, some black jeans, and white sneakers.

"Sure, but what's up with you're hair? Why is it in a ponytail?" Chan got off his bed and headed to the bathroom.

"Hyunjin did it," Minho undid the Ponytail, letting his hair fall back in place.

10:10 a.m

"You're telling me since we can't exactly see what's going inside Dean's head, we should cast a spell that allows us to," Minho aimed for the bullseye before letting go of the arrow. The weather was sunny with a breeze. There was chatter and shouts coming from the training fields.

Chan was sitting in a camping chair next to Minho's archery station, sharpening his sword. Even though they had plans to help Dean, they still needed to train. Well Chan wasn't even training just bothering Minho and coming up with ideas.

"Yes of course, and who do you know that is able to do magic,"Chan sounded like the answer was very clear, but Minho had no clue what he was referring to.

"I don't know." Minho let go of the arrow. "I really have no clue," Minho squinted his eyes to see what he got.

"Nice, you got a nine" Chan calmly cheered. Minho said 'thanks,' grabbing another arrow. "By the way, I am talking about your best friend, son of Hecate." Chan saw as Minho shake his head still not getting what he was trying to say. Chan scoffed setting his sword down. "Remember a few weeks ago, when Changbin finally found out who his Godly parent was by also being summoned to the Dark Forest." Minho shot another arrow before his bow down on the table infront of him.

"Yes of course I knew that," Minho brushed it off with no confidence. "Isn't she a titan or something like that?"

"I don't really know, but Changbin's your best friend, how can you not know," Chan asked.

"He's been busy flirting with Seungmin,and I'm busy here, always arguing with you or causing trouble," Minho shrugged turning to look at Chan. "So how would I have time to speak to my one and only true love, Changbin?" Chan closed his eyes and took in a breath.

"You know what, whatever. Let's just call Changbin, and make him help us," Chan said.

Minho leaned back on the table using his hands to hold himself. "I like how you said make and not ask, but all right let's see if he answers." Chan hummed as a response. "But I don't have a phone to call him. It broke. Do you have a phone?"

"Of course I do. I just rarely use it, but there's a problem. There's no signal in the park unless you go into the Big House," Chan explained. Chan leaned further back into his chair sighing.

"Why is that considered a problem? Jinyoung is obviously nice enough to let us go in to make a call, and it'll only be for like a while," Minho smiled to himself. It was obvious that Jinyoung had favorite demigods, and he didn't try to hide it. That did not mean he didn't treat the others well.