Chan's pov
I know I'm pushing him, but really I just want to see how far he'll go willingly. So I keep experimenting. "You like being my good little baby boy?" I say softly. His expression changes and there's a look of discomfort distorting his face. "I'm sorry Angel, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." I apologise. "I'll go set up the bathtub for you, unless you'd rather take a shower?"
"I don't think I have the energy to shower right now."
I can't help but smile at how cute he looks right now. "A bath it is then." I get up to leave, but not before placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. Once I'm done, bathtub filled to the brim with hot water and vanilla scented bubbles, I come into the bedroom, to find Seungmin half asleep wrapped in the blanked. "Come on Angel, let's get you cleaned up." I carefully pick him up, letting the blanket fall back onto the bed. He's slightly shaking and whining at the lose but relaxes as soon as he feels the water's comforting embrace. I watch as his eyes close and his body falls almost completely limp. "Are you alright?"
"Mhm, just tiered." He says quietly. "Do you want me to help you wash up?" He shakes his head. "I can do that myself."
"Alright then, I'll go change the sheets. Call me if you need anything." I leave, heading to the laundry room to grab some clean sheets. As I enter the room, I see Jisung putting a load of laundry into the machine. "Hey Channie-hyung, what are you doing?" He asks, with a sweet smile. "Just grabbing some fresh sheets." I reach into the cabinet to retrieve said item. "Oh and Jisung, I really need to talk to you later." He turns to me, with a look of surprise. "Did something happen?"
"Not really, I just need to talk to you about something." I say, slowly becoming aware that I should've just waited until later to tell him. "Alright, talk to you later, I guess." He says, as he turns back to his laundry. I get back to my room changing the sheets, putting the dirty ones into the laundry basket next to the bathroom door. "Channie!" I hear Seungmin calling a few minutes later. I go to check on him and find an obviously exhausted Seungmin looking at me with droopy eyes. "What's wrong?" I ask, looking him up and down. "Can you hand me a towel and help me get out?"
"Why? Are you're legs not working?" I say teasingly. He just roles his eyes and tries to get on his feet, legs still noticeably shaking. I immediately reach out to steady him. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?! I was just joking." I push him back down and go to grab a towel. I place it down next to the sink, before offering a hand to Seungmin. I pull him up, using my other hand to grab his waist. After he's dried and steady, he tells me to leave and I decide to get some water. When I get back he seems to just be getting into bed. "Hey, Angel. I got you some water." I tell him, as I approach the bed and hand the bottle to him. "Thanks Channie." He says, before taking a few sips. "Anything for you." I say and see his face scrunch up in disgust. "What?"
"That sounds so cheesy." He's laughing now. "It's true though." He doesn't say anything to that, he just lies down and turn to go to sleep. I suddenly remember my conversation with Jisung and decide to go talk to him. Just as I turn to leave I hear Seungmin whisper an almost inaudible "I love you." Which causes me to turn back and place a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I love you too." Outside my room I decide to check Jisung's first. Luckily I don't have to look any further, through the open door I see him sitting on his bed with his laptop in his lap. I softly knock on the doorframe, making him jump a little. "God, Chan!" He says loudly. "Sorry," I can't help but chuckle, at his shocked expression. "I just wanted to talk to you." I can feel myself getting a little nervous, which is strange. We've been best friends for years! "Sure, what is it?" He says, patting the spot next to him on the bed. I sit down, still unsure of how to start this conversation. "Before I start this, I need you to promise me you won't get upset with Minho for not talking to you himself." He frowns in confusion, but nods. "Okay so, Minho told me about the kiss." I can see Jisung blush slightly, at the mention of their kiss. "Since you haven't really talked to him since, he's a little worried he might have upset you." His eyes widen. "No, no, never! I thought he was upset with me!" I can't contain my smile at their adorable misunderstanding. "Well, he told me he's liked you for years." We both laugh, as the tension of the situation starts to fade. "I better go talk to him then." I just nod, the big smile not leaving my face.
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FanfictionI'll use this to put trigger warnings: Abusive parents Self hatred Childhood trauma
