How To Be Scared Of Color

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"Hey, can I steal your spot?" Changbin openly asked Hyunjin who was sat beside Felix at the booth. It caused the blonde to look up, looking at Changbin, confused.

"Yeah," Hyunjin said, standing and moving to the other side of the table.

Felix looked at Changbin with furrowed eyebrows as the older sat down, prompting him to ask, "what?"

"I don't know I just...I don't know," Felix said, looking away. Changbin hummed as he bumped his shoulder against Felix's, smiling when he got the reaction he wanted which was a smile out of the younger.

"So," Jisung cleared his throat, "how are we all going?"

"You ask that as if we don't see each other every day anyway," Seungmin chuckled.

Jisung shrugged, "my question still stands, suck it."

"We're good," Chan said, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend.

"We are too," Hyunjin said, Jeongin nodding right beside him.

"Good good," Jisung nodded.

"I'm pretty good, though a bit stressed over having so many unfinished songs," Changbin shrugged.

"If you want, you can come over to my place and we can work on a couple of those together," Chan shrugged, "we have yet to work on something together."

"Yeah," Changbin nodded, "can I really come over?"

"Of course," Chan chuckled, glancing at Seungmin before telling Changbin, "as long as you don't mind Seungmin being there."

"Why would I mind?" Changbin asked in response, "I'll be there."

"Cool, just message whenever you're on your way," Chan nodded.

"Yay I helped with this," Felix clapped.

"Huh?" Hyunjin asked.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I think I missed something," Minho added.

"I was the one who showed Chan a couple of Changbin's tracks," Felix smiled brightly. 

Changbin smiled while looking at the blonde before looking over at Minho, "Very true, he did."

"So I'm basically the key that unlocked the door," Felix shrugged, smile on his face.

"Maybe we can all make a song together," Jeongin suggested.

"Ooh, yeah," Seungmin nodded.

"That would be fun," Minho agreed, "I know Chan has eight thousand songs in his drafts."

"Not that much come on," the oldest chuckled, "give me some credit I can finish projects, unlike someone."

"Leave me and my twelve drafts alone," Jisung rolled his eyes, focusing on his fries that Minho was trying to steal, "stop stealing my damn fries."

"No," Minho shook his head, taking another.

"Well, I tried," Jisung shrugged with a small sigh and shook his head.

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"So, I'm not sure what to do with this one that I've been working on for a while," Changbin said, sitting in Chan's bedroom where the older's producing setup was. Seungmin sat on the older's bed while Chan sat in a chair from his dining table while Changbin took the actual computer chair. Changbin hit the spacebar on his computer to play his 'Untitled 3' track, carefully watching Chan nod his head and foot along with the beat. Seungmin sat listening as well, commenting on it when it ended, "that sounds so nice."