Is There Anybody Out There?

Chapter 11: Vernon

A little bit of rest and Chan was feeling better, but both Soonyoung and I decided he shouldn't go to Tiger Pounce until he's 100%. Instead of fighting him and keeping him in bed while I go to the studio, I decided to take him to his old apartment to pack up now that he's going to stay with us. I've finished for the day, walking into his apartment to help and load my car.

As I walked in Chan peeked his head out of the bedroom, "I'm finishing up in here!"

I looked up at him, smiling softly, "Let me come help!" I said as I walked to his room, looking around, noticing just how little Chan had, especially with most of it packed up, only being a couple boxes, I was hoping there were a lot more in the bedroom.

I walked in and noticed Chan looking at four boxes, three of them already closed, "I'm already working on the last box!" He called out before going over to his closet.

I looked around confused, "This is it??" Where is his stuff? His personal items?

Chan looked back at me, "Yeah, I was living by myself and I never really had much at all... Also, Jeonghan already moved my plushies and my dance bag over." The plushies are all he had?

I blinked, "I guess... I hope you have enough to make our apartment feel like home at least?"

"It's all mainly clothes... a few blankets from the living room that I got while looking for a place to stay... and paper plates and plastic utensils!" Chan said. That sounds so... Dark.

I looked around, noticing a picture frame on his nightstand, "Well at least you have some stuff on the nightstand?" I said as I walked to it, going to pick it up.

Chan gasped, "Vernon! Wait!" He ran over to his bed and jumped on it. What could be that bad? Young pictures? Oh I definitely wanna see this.

I lifted the one, looking down at the one that was now exposed as I held the other, making eye contact with myself, freezing for a second before slowly turning the one in my hand over, seeing it was ALSO of me.

They're from photoshoots we had for the band. Chan has... Two framed pictures... Of me from my band photoshoots... Number one fan might be an understatement for him. I'm not complaining at all but... How did he get these?

"I... Um... I... Minghao gave them to me the night we met and I kept them like that so sunlight wouldn't ruin them, but I'd fall asleep with them every night, and I feel like I'm making this a lot worse..." Chan then buried his face into his pillows to hide, obviously embarrassed about this situation.

I slowly sat them down before pouting, "But... that's not fair!! I don't have any of you!! And that was from a photoshoot! We need to take pictures of you! And us together! We can make Christmas cards of us! ....You're not sleeping with those anymore though, just, by the way."

Chan slowly lifted his head up off the pillow, "You're not creeped out? Or mad? You don't think I'm weird? And I'm not sleeping with the pictures anymore?"

I smiled softly at him, "Chan, I cuddled the shirt you wore while looking at your picture. I don't think that's creepy at all. And no, you're not sleeping with them, because you have the real me. And... maybe they won't go on our wall? I mean, you can totally put them on your side of the bed but it would be a little awkward seeing myself while laying in bed."

"Oh... I'll keep them on my side of the bed and cuddle you." Chan said, a small adorable smile on his face.

I chuckled softly and sat down on the bed beside him, "You better choose me over the printed pictures of me!!"

"I will!" Chan put the pillow down on his lap and cuddled it, "I always will!"

I laughed and leaned against the headboard, "So what all is left? Just those and your pillows? And blanket?"