Blueberry Muffins // Bang Chan x female identifying reader (read description!!)

Chapter 19 - Facetime

I drag myself through the halls of the dorm building, rehearsing my silence for when I enter the room with Max in it. Suddenly, a door opens near me. A classmate of mine looks around and spots me, forcing a smile.

"Hey"

"Hey" I answer, tired.

"Um, Max isn't sleeping in you guys' dorm today, she said you messed up."

I sigh sort of relieved "I know, big time."

"I don't know what happened," she whispers "she just keeps calling you names."

"It's okay, she's got the right."

She just stands there, shifting her weight from leg to leg "Well, goodnight then. Hope you guys make up."

"Yeah, goodnight" I mutter, reaching for the handle on the door to my dorm. I open the door and enter, closing it behind me and throwing my new jacket on the bed. I slide to the floor and take off my shoes, streching my toes.

I stare into the void, numb. I shouldn't have said anything, or at least I shouldn't have yelled at her. I don't know what I'll do if I lose her. She is my best friend, and has been for years. What would I become without her?

I finally zone back in after what felt like an hour and get up, walking over to the bed and sitting down, trying to find motivation to still take care of myself. Seungmin managed to cheer me up for a while, but everything is coming back now.

I can't get up, I can't lay down, I can't talk, I can't move my hands or my feet. I just stare down at my knees as if this silence would fix things up.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

I recieve a call. It's Chan, facetiming me. I reach out for my phone and lay down, answering the call. His bare face grew a warm smile when I did.

"Heyy" His voice soothed me.

"Hey" I respond, frailly.

"What's going on?" His smile turned into a pout, worried.

"Well... I finally got the guts to tell Max. But newsflash, I messed it up. Now she's angry at me."

Chan's eyes showed how much he wanted to hug me. He hums and lays down on his bed to seem as if he's laying with me.

"I was really rude to her. She started to get mad and I didn't know what to do. She's not even sleeping in the dorm anymore."

"Well, that doesn't mean anything. Usually, after an argument, people need to get away a bit to blow off some steam."

"That's it, Chan, I don't even know if this was just an argument, it felt like a fight." I close my eyes, regretting my actions.

"Hey, look at me" I meet his frowned face on the phone "If you really think you messed up, work on an apology and wait for when you think you're both ready to talk again. It shouldn't be long. But for now, just take a deep breath, drink some water, take care of yourself. Okay? Can you promise me that?"

I nod and he smiles. I set the phone up against something to hold it up on my bedside table and I stretch, lifting up my shirt a bit. I look over to him and I catch him while his teeth let go of his bottom lip quickly.

"Uh, did you have dinner already?"

"Yes, I did."

"Well, did you wash up?" His caring voice made me smile and look away.

"Not yet" I try to hide my smile.

 Chan gets closer to the phone "You have to wash uuup" 

 I giggle "I'll shower tomorrow morning. I'm too tired."

"Okay then. But change and brush your teeth."

 I look at him, revealing my dorky smile "I will, just wait."

 CHAN'S POV

 Y/N tilts the phone to the side so I couldn't see her changing. She gets up and walks away from the camera, no longer in sight. I fiddle with my fingers as I wait for her to finish, until I notice her throw her sweater on the bed. I hear the unzipping and ruffles of the jeans, seeing them being thrown on top of the bed. Next came the t-shirt.

 Is she... provoking me? I try to hide my reaction since I can't see her but she can see me.

 There is a pause for a few seconds, and then I notice, being thrown on the pile of clothing, her underwear. I quickly look away.

 Yeah, no, she's doing this on purpose. I try to cover my red cheeks with my remaining hand, possibly failing miserably.

"So..." I could hear her smirk through her voice "What are we doing on our date this weekend? Any ideas?"

"U-um, I don't know, w-what would you like to do?" I still wasn't looking at the phone.

 She turns her camera to her, making me jump, startled. She already had some shorts and a tank top on. I sigh quietly to myself.

"Maybe we could do something in the afternoon, and then in the evening we could get dinner somewhere."

"That sounds great. H-hey, aren't you cold? It's kind of chilly tonight." I ask nervously.

"Calm down, silly." She giggles. She grabs a peice of clothing from the hanger and puts it on, and I recognized it as the hoodie I lent her. I smirk and chuckle.

"Are you ever giving me back my hoodie?"

"I wasn't really considering it, no."

 She smiles and grabs the phone, taking it with her to the bathroom. We talk for hours on end as she washes her face and brushed her teeth. She was getting for bed for ages, never actually going, just to keep talking to me.

After a while, she was already getting sleepy, and while I'm talking, I notice that she's very quiet, so I look over at her, noticing her sleeping peacefully. I smile and turn my body to the phone, turning off the lights.

 "Goodnight, babygirl."