#StrayKidsAreStray

Kids (MinChan) || Angst/Heated

Summary: Minho is needy. Even with his child around. Basically.

May contain a smesggy scene (no actual sex) uhh... Love you too?

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Channie. Channie. Channie. Channie. Channie. Channie. Channie. Channie. Channie Hyung!

That's all that went through my mind. Bang Chan Hyung. Why? Because I love him. Very gay of me, I know. I am gay. Not surprising, I'm sure of it.

Have you seen the guy? Probably... he's a K-pop idol in the group Stray Kids. The leader, creator, and producer of Stray Kids. The big guy.

Well.

I'm also in Stray Kids. The main dancer. That's all I'm known for. And my visuals but that's not an official role. I'm also the unofficial butt-Hunter.

Back to my love life.

Channie Hyung.

"Minho-yah!"

I looked to my right. Chan was staring at me with crescent eyes and a wide, dimpled smile.

"Channie-yah!" I mocked back. He giggled (cutely) and hit my arm. I smiled back and hit him back. "What is it?"

"I want your input on this new song I recorded," he gave me his phone, the voice memos app already opened. "If you don't mind, of course,"

"I can't say no to you, Hyung," I put the headphones over my ears and pressed play. Chan's voice rang through my ear. Also the instrumental but Chan's voice. He was singing in English so I understood crap. Only a few words like 'love' I could make out and remember. It's not that I suck at English, it's just that I have a hard time remembering the words.

Once the song was done, I took the headphones off and looked at Channie with a small smile. I rested my head on my hand. "Channie Hyung,"

He copied my posture, the same smile on his face. "Minnie," he booped my nose, "what do you think about it?"

I only stared at him with love. I took some deep breaths before saying, "I think it's perfect..." I breathlessly spoke. "I don't understand English well still—"

"You understand it, Min,"

"Not really,"

"You understand what the song is about, right?"

"More or less," I shrugged.

"You're joking,"

"Hyung, I don't know English at all!"

"Minnie, that's not true. At the— during the American tour, you spoke and understood it well! Don't joke around! I know you know what some lyrics are."

"What if I don't?"

Chan rolled his eyes. I snickered lightly. "What did you understand?"

I looked up in thought. "Love..." I said while looking at Channie with heart eyes.

"Is that it?" He looked at me, eyebrows stitched.

"Yes,"

A smile inches into his face. "You're lying,"

"Mmm no I'm not,"

"Min just wanted to say I love you to me, didn't he?"

"I— no. Lee Know doesn't like love,"

"That's a lie if that's the only word you remember from the song." We inched closer to each other's faces. "So what else do you remember?"

"That's it, Channie Hyung~" I whined out.