True love? || Minsung / Chanmin

Chapter 1: Who's the Unlucky Guy?

~~~Seungmins POV:

I was sitting down in a chair at our kitchen table, watching Jisung as he stared at his bowl of cereal. He was daydreaming, a soft smile on his face. I had been here for nearly fifteen minutes, yet he still didn't even look up at me or greet me, too absorbed in his thoughts. Another 5 minutes passed, and he still didn't notice me. I gave up on waiting and flicked his forehead. 

"OW! Why'd you do that, you asshole?!" Han exclaimed, glaring at me as he rubbed his forehead. 

"What were you thinking about?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"N-nothing..." 

"You're lying. Tell me, who's the unlucky guy?"

"First of all, why do you think it's a guy? And second, why would he be unlucky?" He asked, glaring at me.

"Well, you're about as straight as a donut, and do you really want me to answer the second question?"

"No thanks. Still, I won't tell you." He had a smug look on his face. He was waiting for me to guess. 

"Is it Minho? The dance team leader?" I asked, even though I already knew it was.

"You know me too well." Han said, blushing.

"I knew it. I called it the moment I saw the way you were staring at him during dance class." I said.

"Of course you did." Han said, rolling his eyes. "Listen, I want you to do something for me."

"His dorm number is 325, and he shares it with his hot elderly best friend. I can send you the address of his parents, as well as his relatives. I have his phone number, in case you didn't ask him for it. His birthday is October 25th. He had a surgery as a kid which resulted in a scar on his stomach. I know his full legal name, his father's office number, and the names of his 3 cats. Anything else?" 

"How the fuck do you know all this?" Han stared at me as if I was a stalker, which, well, I kinda was. "And I was actually just going to ask you to keep this a secret. But if you have his number, sharing is caring, you know."  

"I'm not nicknamed a stalker and psychopath for nothing, you know. Also, if you want his number, I need a favor in return." I said, hoping to get something out of this too. 

"Oh no. What is it?" He asked, seeming suspicious. He knew me too well.

"I want Bang Chan's number. You're closer to Minho than I am, and he's Minho's best friend. The hot and old one." I stated, staring at him expectingly. 

"So let me set this straight, you have Minho's dad's office number, but you don't have another student's number? You're so weird. But okay, I'll get you his number." Han agreed, looking me up and down,  judging me. "So when were you going to tell me that you like Bang Chan?"

"I actually wasn't planning to until we got married and had 3 cats and a dog, but since you told me who your crush was, I decided to also tell you mine." He looked so done with me at that moment, I thought he was going to hit me.  

He went back to his breakfast, and for a couple minutes we sat in silence as he ate his breakfast and I drank my coffee. But then I decided that I've been silent for too long, so I broke the silence. 

"I want Chan to fuck me."  I said. Han choked on his cereal.

"What?" He looked traumatized. "Why do you have no filter whatsoever? Why the fuck did you say that to me?" 

"Because you're my best friend and you need to suffer." I replied. "By the way, I heard that we'll be having a group project in producing class soon. I hope I get paired with Chan." 

"Wow, so much for being your best friend." Han said, rolling his eyes at me. "But even if you guys are paired together, the groups are supposed to be of eight. So, even if you're together, there will still be 6 others with you." 

I stayed silent. We both finished our breakfast and left to go to school.

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Word count: 698 words.

And there we have it. My very first chapter in this fic. What do you guys think? This chapter was so full of dialogue, but I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing. Are you looking forward to the project?

Fun fact: I was listening to LALALALA (rock ver.) while writing this. I love the original, but I think I like the rock version more.