Chapter 51: Favor

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Hey!! I hope everyone is okay~ And you're excited! Because today... something big is going to be put in place haha

TW: social anxiety (mild), anxiety, small panic attack, sexual theme

Nothing very described in terms of sex/smut in this chapter, only some sentences. I didn't put any distinctive signs in the chapter to separate it from the rest because I didn't see the usefulness for so little. For those who want to read diagonally these few lines, it is towards the end of the chapter (you will find them easily).

Timeline: Wednesday to Thursday, January

Enjoy!

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Chan stopped at Jisung's door, thinking what to say. He had already skipped the confrontation yesterday, to have time to think. But the longer he waited, the more likely it was to explode. He knew that.

He sighed. Jisung had barely eaten. Two-thirds of his plate was currently in the fridge. A small voice in him told him that he should at least celebrate that he had swallowed something, even if it was little. However, that wasn't the case. He had been eating randomly for four days, assuring them that he ate more at lunch, when they weren't there. Changbin and Chan couldn't say anything. It wasn't as if they had evidence of the contrary.

Biting the inside of his cheek, he made a quick decision. Chan knocked. There was no point in delaying the moment any longer.

A slight throat noise was heard, followed by a permission to enter. The door was slightly pushed, allowing Chan to pass his head. His young roommate was wrapped in his duvet, the normality since a few days. He was lying on his side, with his headphones half pulled over his ears, while his laptop was sitting next to him.

Chan approached, noticing that the screen was displaying a paused Ghibli movie. Jisung followed him with his gaze, just waiting for him to tell him why he was interrupting his movie.

"I need to talk to you about something..."

Jisung hummed. He just sat down, waiting. Chan did the same at the end of the bed.

"I talked to Minho."

The young man in front of him rolled his eyes. Out of anger, or because he already knew it was going to happen, Chan didn't know.

"I explicitly asked you not to talk to Minho." He began.

"Yes. And I had planned to respect your wishes. But he came to talk to me."

A sigh left Jisung's lips. His gaze drifted to his side. The confession made the little anger he had gathered disappear. However, he always seemed annoyed by the turn of events.

"And so... ?"

"Nothing. I just wanted you to know that I had spoken to him." Chan confided. "I didn't lecture him or anything. We just... discussed what he wanted to talk about."

"- Okay. Thank you for telling me..."

Chan nodded, then watched him for a moment. The younger one seemed tired, and still sad, to some extent.

"You know, maybe you should try to contact him."

"Chan..."

"He just wants to explain himself."

"Explain himself about what?" Jisung asked, raising his voice. "There is no explanation for his jealousy!"

Bringing his knees against him, he leaned on them to put his head on his arms. He seemed small and uncertain in this position, always wrapped up in his duvet. A short silence passed, quickly broken by the quieter voice of Jisung

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