brat // bang chan

chapter thirty-one

get what you give

lee miyeon

"popstar when i'm in the streets— but a rockstar underneath-" i've lost count of how many times chan has winked at a fan, causing an erupt of screams every couple of seconds. not to mention the way he's ripped his shirt in half, pulling down his pants just enough so everyone could see the perfectly carved start of his v-line. thank god there was one group song left after this.

changbin had already made eye contact with me several times, sort of letting me know that our plan was still on for tonight, and i couldn't be more excited.

as the group wrapped up the concert, chan's signature 'unfortunately' echoing through the venue, i made my way backstage, getting comfortable on one of the couches as the staff prepared for the slew of sweaty boys that were about to make their way in here. and in they came, louder than ever, chan as always, the last to enter. i froze slightly as his eyes instantly met mine, and to my complete surprise— he was walking towards me.

my body filled with panic until luckily, changbin swooped in.

"hey, i need you to help me finish a song." he says, swinging his arms around chan's shoulders. chan breaks my gaze, looking over to changbin.

"you're working on a song?" chan replies, seemingly completely interested in the topic. i almost chuckled, knowing that chan was a sucker for anything work related. sometimes too much for his own good.

"yeah, so let me give you the run down..." changbin's voice slowly fades as he drags chan away from me, allowing me to relax, but i couldn't help but wonder, what was he going to say to me?

-

a sudden loud banging on my door caused me to practically jump off the bed, peering through the peephole, furrowing my eyebrows upon seeing changbin.

"dude? i told you to use the keycard— you gave me a heart attack." i scold him, letting him inside the room.

"i left it on the drawer and i didn't want chan to get suspicious. i told him i was grabbing snacks from the lobby. it would have been weird to grab your keycard." he explains, shutting and locking the door behind him.

"alright, well are we doing this or what?"

"yeah, let's think of what we're gonna say." he states, plopping onto the bed, patting the spot next to him.

"right— i was thinking i could start with a classic 'oh, changbin~'."i chuckle, my tone turning seductive. changbin scoffs.

"okay, then i can say 'you like that?'." he lowers his voice, causing me to laugh slightly. "you can't laugh!" he scolds, bursting into a laughter of his own.

"i know, i know. if i feel like laughing ill just moan instead." i state, changbin nodding in approval.

"you ready, then?" he asks, pulling his phone from his pocket. i nod, watching as he scrolls to chan's contact, pressing the call button and dropping the phone on the bed between us.

"i figured you'd call, you left your wallet-" i don't wait for chan to finish his sentence before i start the prank.

"oh, changbin..." i moan out, changbin biting his lip to suppress the laugh, but quickly turns it into a low grown.