brat // bang chan

chapter thirty

holding grudges

lee miyeon

"you called felix?" i groan, sending a glare to changbin.

"yeah, i called him." he retorts.

"listen, can we talk about this?" felix asks, those words unfortunately familiar.

"i'm not going back to australia, i'm just going back to the dorms in korea." i tell him.

"but why? all because chan is acting out?"

"he doesn't want me here. he's made that abundantly clear." i scoff.

"why does that matter? i want you here. just ignore him. he'll figure out how much of an ass he's being in a few days and he'll apologize. there's no point in running away. don't let him win." i sigh at his words, knowing he was right.

"i just wish i could get back at him." i groan.

"okay we're not angry teenagers. we don't do revenge." felix rolls his eyes.

"he's acting like one." changbin joins in with a scoff.

"thank you." i reply, smiling smugly at felix.

"oh come on, changbin." felix sighs.

"what? he practically made me sleep on the floor when he decided to-"

"he will apologize in a few days. he always does." felix cuts him off.

"yeah. i think that's letting him off too easily." i cross my arms over my chest.

"agreed." changbin nods.

"alright fine. organize your revenge, whatever. just don't go back to korea. we're in japan all month. stay." and with that, felix leaves, a prompt slam of the hotel door behind him, likely due to the fact that changbin's call woke him up earlier than he planned on.

"you know, that's not a bad idea." changbin comments.

"what?" i question. "going back to korea?"

"no— revenge." i scoff.

"seriously changbin? what are we gonna do?"

"we could have sex." he suggests, seemingly completely serious.

"changbin!" i scold him, eyes widening. he only chuckles in response.

"not literally. just make him think we're having sex."

"make him think we're having sex?" i repeat, clearly confused. "how would we pull that off?"

"give him a taste of his own medicine." he smirks.

"changbin— stop speaking in riddles."

"we 'accidentally' butt-dial him while we're having 'sex'. you know, like he did to you last night."

"his was an actual accident." i chuckle, waving him off.