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Fuck.

Fuckity Fuck.

Seungmin's heart was pounding in his chest, drumming so damn hard against his rib cage he was sure some love struck alien was about ready to burst from within and take over the world.

Why was Seungmin freaking out you ask?

Well, after school, the same day Seungmin had spoken with Jisung, he'd been folding his clothes his mum had washed for him. Seungmin had tediously pulled each garment from the wash basket until suddenly he was pulling something that wasn't his own. It was Chan's hoodie.

Seungmin hadn't even realised it'd gone through the wash, and for a brief second it kind of saddened him that it no longer smelt of Chan. But then something else occurred to him; he never got the clothes he lent Jeongin back nor the clothes he'd left all over Chan's floor.

Suddenly Seungmin had an idea and before he knew it he had grabbed his phone.

Seungmin

Hi J, I hope you're doing ok, was wondering if I could come pick up my clothes I lent you? I have work 2mo from 1 so I could swing by before then? Don't worry if they're dirty, I'll wash them when I get home.

No longer than 1 minute later a message had pinged through Seungmin's phone.

Jeongin

Hey S. No one's home tomorrow, but I can probably have my brother drop your stuff off if you want? He's going to that gym near your work, I'm sure he won't mind. I'll ask now, hang on.

Seungmin's eyes had widened, he'd just figured he could pop in to Jeongin's ask to go to the bathroom, conveniently pop his head into Chan's room and then go from there, but now Chan was possibly coming to him? Seungmin couldn't believe it.

Jeongin

Chan says he'll drop your stuff off after he's done in the gym, about 6ish. Is that ok?

Seungmin

Ahh! That works perfectly, I finish at 6 :) Tell him thanks

Jeongin

Here's his number just in case you need it: 0#########

Friday night, Seungmin had barely slept, and now, sitting behind the cash register of the cinema he worked at, he was tired and nervous as fuck.

Seungmin raised his hand in the air watching it shake uncontrollably like a leaf. He quickly snaps it back down again.

Was it wrong that he'd been thinking of Chan so much? Was it wrong that he was slowly giving up on putting a lid on his feelings? Chan was creeping into his thoughts like he'd never left in the first place. He couldn't help but recall all the cute scenarios he used to come up with. Like Chan professing his love after winning Hockey finals, or kissing him sweetly while teaching him how to skate.

Seungmin blushes right where he sat, thankful that the cinema was quiet today and that all patrons were currently in session.

Seungmin grabs his water from under the counter, letting the cool water snap some sense into himself.

As much as the thought of Chan made him giddy, he was also reminded that a lot of things had happened since his initial crush. Most evidently Jeongin, the fact that he'd dated him, and then also consequently shoved his tongue so deeply within the boy's mouth it was like they'd been melding candy together.

Clearly, although they were no longer official, there was still this connection between them; the history they shared would always be present.

Seungmin takes another swig of water.

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