True love? || Minsung / Chanmin

Chapter 7: A Breakdown and Cuddles

Chan's pov:

When I woke up the next morning, Minnie was still hugging me from behind. He was pressing gentle kisses onto my neck. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. If he knew I was awake, he would stop kissing me and move away from me, and I didn't want that. It was rare that I got physical affection from Minho, since he normally refused my love. 

"I know you're awake, Channie. If you don't want me to leave you just say it. You don't have to pretend." He said, startling me.

"Shit." I said, turning around to face him. The way he looked at me, it was clear he was worried. I hugged him and shoved my face into the area where his shoulder and neck met. I didn't want our cuddle session to end. He chuckled, hugging me back. Yup, he was definitely worried and wanted me to talk to him about last night, otherwise he wouldn't have accepted my want for hugs this easily. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes before he grew impatient. 

"Are you going to talk to me or what? Why were you crying?" Despite the slightly rude words, his tone was soft. I pressed a kiss to his neck and started explaining.

"So, you know how my father's company is huge and popular, and how he's basically like a public figure?" I felt him nod against my head. "And remember how I told you I came out to him and mom a couple weeks ago and he said nothing and just left the room?" He nodded again. "He told me he wanted to meet up with me yesterday, so I went to his house. And then when I got there, he didn't let me enter the house, and he was like, 'I don't want you as a part of my family anymore. What will people say when they hear that the person taking over one of the most popular businesses in Korea is a faggot?' And then he threw some forms at me and told me to sign them. And he basically threw me out of his life." I was crying again. 

"Didn't you already tell me a while back that you expected him to disown you?" 

"Yeah, but, thing is, this all happened in the hallway. And guess who was visiting his sister only a couple doors away from my parents' home."

"Who?"

"Kim fucking Seungmin. He witnessed all of that. And after my father slammed the door in my face, Seungmin approached me and he was like, 'hey, are you okay?' And you know what I did?"

"Oh no. Please don't tell me you did what I think you did."

"I fucking ran away. I. Fucking. Ran. Away. He must think I'm pathetic now."

"Knew it. You're so dumb." I dug my nails into his arm. "Ow! Sorry."

"What should I do now?" I asked, cuddling up closer to him.

"It's okay, Channie. I'm sure he'll understand that you were nervous and didn't want to talk." 

"But what if he doesn't?"

"If he doesn't, then he doesn't fucking deserve you. Even if he was just trying to be nice when you ran from him, he still should take into consideration your feelings and not get too hurt by it. If he doesn't, then he's just an asshole and you should let go of him." He said all this while running his hands through my hair. I felt calm. My Minnie always knew how to comfort me. 

"I love you, Minmin." 

"Don't call me that. But I love you too, I guess." He replied, and I giggled. I knew that if I had said that same thing to him when I wasn't in a bad mental state, he would've thrown me out a window. He's always soft on me when I'm sad because he knows how sensitive I am. "Hyung, if you're done with your sob story, I need to tell you what happened yesterday." He said.

"Oh, right! You went on a date with Jisung yesterday. How did it go?" He flushed a bright red.

"I- it wasn't a date. But yeah, it went well. He's really cute. But I wasn't listening to half of what he was saying."

"Why?"

"Well, he just looked so fucking cute and I couldn't stop staring at him."

"You're down bad, I see. At least things are going smoothly between you and your crush. I completely embarrassed myself in front of Seungmin." 

"It's okay, Channie."

"Don't you have a dance class today?" I asked.

"Huh? Yeah, I do. It's at 12." 

"What time is it now?" 

He checked the time on his phone. "9."

"You have some time before class. Wanna cuddle till then?" 

"Do I have a choice?"

"No." He chuckled, and I tightened my hug. I was feeling comfortable, and I wasn't about to move anytime soon. He kept his hands in my hair, gently massaging my scalp.

I drifted off to sleep again.

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While writing this, I realized that I can write angst much better than fluff and soft things. Idk what that says about me. How do you think Seungmin views his encounter with Chan? Will they be awkward together because of it? 

P.S. I'm definitely not crying because of the song.

Word count: 861 words.