Stray Kids | i hate to admit

Cover Me | 3 | MinSung

Chan blindly palmed his bed several times looking for his ringing phone with a groan, wondering who would be calling him so early in the morning. By the time he found it next to him, he had already missed the call.

But then, he smiled at the memory of falling asleep with Jeongin on the phone. Finally, everything was falling into place, and he could feel his heart swell in happiness.

His phone dinged a single time in his hand, notifying him of a text message.

He glanced with groggy eyes at his phone and immediately shot up, wide awake and sitting upright. He looked at the small pop up on his phone main screen and merely stared.

Changbin: Yo, can we talk?

Chan knew he needed to clear the air with Changbin. However, he didn't think Changbin would be the one to text him first.

He felt his breath speeding up and a looming fear creeping up behind him.

He couldn't even get himself to open up the full message.

What if Changbin punched him?

Honestly, Chan knew he deserved it. And he would take it without any hesitation if it meant Changbin could forgive him.

He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Chan: Of course. You home already?

Changbin: 10 mins

Chan: K I'll make coffee

Chan made their coffees leaning against the kitchen counter absentmindedly, lost in a daze. He thought about what he would say. What he would do. He ran several scenarios in his head of how things would go once Changbin arrived.

Then he heard the keys rattle right outside the door and he halted his movements, heart hammering harder in his chest as his breath picked up.

Weirdly, in that moment he realized, he had never really been scared of many things in life. But the thought of even the potential of losing Changbin was something he could not even fathom.

With his back turned to the door, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to calm himself as he gripped the coffee mug in his hand impossibly tight.

Changbin walked inside the apartment, his energy filling the room suddenly, and Chan knew. This was it.

He should apologize right away and right now.

Chan took in another deep breath, the anxiety and stress coursing through his veins. "Bin, I—"

"I slept with Seungmin," Changbin blurted out.

Chan whipped his head around, nearly giving himself a whiplash. His gawked at Changbin, eyes wide in shock and eyebrows furrowing in confusion, as he barely managed not to spill his coffee.

"Uhh—" Chan merely voiced nonsensically, jaw slack in astonishment.

But what surprised him most wasn't what Changbin said, albeit that was shocking as hell. But what truly stupefied him, was the giant smile on Changbin's face.

"Well, we didn't go like ALL the way, but pretty much as close as one can get to full blown sex," Changbin elaborated, after thinking a bit more to himself, giving Chan a chance to absorb the news.

Chan shook his head, as if the words physically smacked him right in the face. "Wait, what the fuck?" Chan managed to finally ask.

"I know, right?" Changbin grinned.

"Wait how? When? Why?" Chan asked, completely forgetting his apology and guilt for the moment.

"I have no idea. We were drunk as fuck." Changbin shrugged with a slight chuckle. He went forward and grabbed his coffee from the counter next to Chan.