Butterflies | Chan ✓

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"Chan, you look fucked up, man!"

Chan sighed. It was his bunny friend again, going off about him. It was now a customary thing to bully the older whenever they meet. The blue haired gazed at Minho disinterestedly, completely aware that he in fact, did look fucked up. He barely caught a wink of sleep. Apparently because he had 'work' all them excuses.

"Hi Minho-" he breathed softly, actually pleased to see the pinkette. He had some questions and knew Minho had the answers to.

"Hi Hairline," the younger had a cheeky grin on as he sat on a chair backwards, leaning his hands on the backrest.

Chris chose to ignore what Minho said, proceeding to ask what he was really curious about. "You seem to know Minjun, quite well. Why is that?" The blue haired hoped he didn't come out too nosey, bothered or angered, knowing that Minho would tease him for it.

"Oh my God, are you jealous?" there goes Minho again with his assumptions. Its always a game to him.

"No, Minho. She literally stays with me!"

Minho shrugged, wanted to lean back but quickly realized he had the seat the other way. He scoffed under his breath, smiling a bit. "Let's say I know her from work, " He retorted to the older's question. "Wow, she's good at it. Like damn."

"Oh?" Chris seemed somewhat relieved now, clasping his fingers together, a rather timid smile tugging his plush lips upwards. If he were being honest, he had absolutely no idea why he felt so tensed whenever Minjun was involved in anything shady. He was just really glad that Minho knew her from work, she actually went to this college and was happy lately.

It was bad enough to find out that she cuts, he had insisted furthermore made sure she never harmed herself again and would instead, talk to him whenever she felt down. And whenever she did, he would put aside his work and listen to her, making sure she felt one hundred percent comfortable around him.

And she did, it made him feel fluttering and mushy inside whenever she would smile ever so blissfully, laugh with vigor and glee, even her annoying flirting that seemed to have no end. Another part of the brunette he had grown to like so much.

"You really like her coffee that much, huh?" The blue haired deduced that he would be talking about her work at the café.

"The fuck?" Minho mused, his face contorting in confusion. "She makes coffee?"

Chan tilted his head to the side, totally agape. "The supermarket then?" Minho never goes to the laundromat, so he must be talking about supermarket.

"Junnie works at the club!"

Minho's words kept playing in Chan's head. No he wasn't upset that she lied about where she works, rather he was concerned about why she would lie about it? Didn't she feel comfortable? I mean that's understandable. Maybe she felt like he would thought less of her that she didn't work at a decent place.

"Channie, I'm off to work!" Minjun beamed, clad in her usual fluffy sweaters and folded skirt. She always looks so cute in its pastel colours and either warm or cool hues. Whatever she wore always looks so alluring to Chan.

"Great," Chan grinned. "Have fun!"

Minjun fluffed the taller's hair, eliciting a light titter from him. "I will. Bye!"

"Bye Minjun-" The blue haired grinned. Replaying his conversation with Minho the moment she shut the door. 'I can take you there' Minho was so hellbent about the fact that Minjun did in fact work at a club.

Chan sighed, maybe he shouldn't interfere.

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