Down The Rabbit Hole And What They Found There - [Bang Chan, Lee Know]

Eros by Young the Giant

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They are back in Korea, and Minho would not fucking talk to him. And Jisung is dying. On the plane, they were in different seats, and not once did Minho try to talk to him. Once in the dorm, Jisung would try to joke with him and Minho would just nod, smile and move on. Why. WHYYYYYYYYYY?

They are back in Korea, and he's fucking confused. Minho's still feeling confused by his own thoughts. He avoided talking to his friends, always looking at him like prey and trying to read his mind through his words. Why do they care? Why do they always have to be all over him? He needs space, he needs to think, he needs air. He can't explain why he feels like this to himself, how can he explain it to them? How. HOOOOOOOOOOW?

They are back in Korea, and Chan is waiting. In vain? Probably. He wonders if she will text him at all. He certainly didn't make a good first impression. If he was extremely clingy to his bandmates, now he's even worse. He even tried to subtly speak to Minho to check if everything was still the same between them, but apparently Minho just decided to be the cosplay of Elsa's castle, made of ice. Well, he can't force him to speak; it would not work; it must be his choice. The only thing he can do is be ready. Jisung looked weird too. After the winning and the performance that went well, he should be a ball of energy, jumping here and there. Instead, he looked pensive—what the fuck is going on? Shit, he's so confused. And why wouldn't Alice had text him already? It's been two days. What's wrong? Did she suddenly decide he was a creep? What's wrong? What. WHAAAAAAAT?

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2 days later, 16 september.

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"Chris?"

Chan was minding his business in the studio, eyes on the laptop and a new track he's working on. Well, actually, not a new track. It's an old track for which he finally found a subject and to which he's still composing the lyrics, splitting parts, but there's definitely no rush since it might be released maybe 3 comebacks from now? Maybe, yeah, he should check, though. He's been really productive in these months, more than usual—and that really means something. Stray Kids, but in a specific way, the 3racha unit had always been known for their energetic and badass lyrics—not in the last few months. In the last few months, Chan has written songs like Baby, Butterflies, and others, and it's actually not so strange. It's been a while since he had a proper muse, and obviously that had showed in his +creations. He obviously kept this information for himself—they already had too much fun joking about his age—but suddenly, Felix, who had become his most loyal confident over the years, had become more difficult to keep in the dark about all the things he does. But it's fine, it's Felix, and he can trust him. That doesn't mean that he wouldn't be a little bitch every time he could, like now. Seated next to him in the studio, scrolling on his phone, he seems to be the only one between him and the other producers to notice that Chan's phone on the table had buzzed, and the screen had suddenly lit up. Felix's eyes had fallen on the phone almost without even thinking, so he was the first to actually read the first message from Alice to Chan.

"Who calls you Chris?" Felix asked, faking innocence, as if he didn't know that saying that out loud in front of Changbin and Jisung would attract their attention. Chan, who was actually really engrossed with the work in front of his eyes, didn't actually understand what he meant.

"My mom," he just mumbled. When angry, but usually the full name. Which doesn't happen frequently, since he's the "abroad child".

"Uh." Felix hummed. "And your mom changed her number?" he asked then, lifting an eyebrow. Jisung slowly raised his head from his notes, narrowing his eyes in thinking. What kind of discussion is this?