starwriting // bang chan ✔️

chapter nine

a double date

kang y/n

"now look who's the nervous one." i joke as i straighten up minho's tie. he rolls his eyes. "what was yesterday all about anyways?" i ask referring to him hiding in the bathroom.

"chan is the jealous type, i didn't really feel like getting yelled at for hugging my beautiful best friend." he says, tightening the straps on my dress. i laugh.

"that's fair." i flatten out his collar.

"so you and chan were out for a while yesterday..." he smirks.

"yeah! he showed me his studio!" i reply, oblivious to his suggestive smirking.

"his studio, huh?" his smirk grows wider. i lightly slap his arm.

"yes just his studio, minho." i jokingly glare at him. he chuckles. minho's phone buzzes in his pocket and he quickly pulls it out, handing it to me. "what?" i ask.

"it's jisung, will you answer it?" he asks.

"why me?" i furrow my brows.

"if you must know, i have to take a piss." he laughs as he lightly pushes me out of the bathroom. i roll my eyes and open the text message.

hannie <3

should i wear the red or mint

button up?

obviously the mint, it's my favorite color.

ah, right, got it. thanks baby xo.

-

minho walks about of the bathroom.

"minho! you didn't even tuck your shirt back in." i roll my eyes, handing him his phone. he takes it and reads over the texts as i struggle to tuck his shirt back in neatly.

"how did you know what my favorite color it?" he asks. i furrow my brows, still focusing on his shirt.

"what do you mean?" i ask.

"you told jisung to pick the mint shirt because it was my favorite color, how did you know?" he clarfies. i look up at him.

"um... honestly, i don't know." i tell him. "how did you know my favorite color was yellow?" i ask.

"what?" he tilts his head at me.

"yesterday chan got me yellow flowers because you told him they were my favorite color." he scratches the back of his neck.

"uh... honestly i don't know either... i just kinda, knew?" he says, half questioning himself.

"me too? i guess..." i add, also confused. "um, anyway... i fixed your shirt." i say finally taking my hands off of his waist.

"huh? oh yeah, thanks." he replies, straightening the jacket to his suit. we both awkwardly clear our throats.

"you guys ready yet? woah..."

"woah..." chan and jisung say in unison. minho and i turn and laugh.

"we're ready, but chan, y/n needs help with her heels." minho say's picking up the strappy heels from the floor, handing them to him. chan takes them. "we'll be downstairs waiting." minho adds, walking past chan and linking arms with jisung as they leave the room.

"have you given it anymore thought?" chan asks, walking over to me.

"what?" i sit down on the bed, propping one leg onto his knee as he kneels down in front of me.