Jisung
Chan
Jeongin
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And true to his word Jisung did stay at home. Locking himself in a self inflicted home arrest, well that was until he couldn't. He sighed picking his phone up, the persistent ringing getting on his nerves.
The fuck you want Chan?!
The elder scoffed through the phone, clearly exasperated by the younger's attitude.
That's hyung to you, boy.
Jisung rolled his eyes. What the fuck do you want, hyung?
When are you gonna leave that tiny place of yours?
Probably never
Chan sighed. What are you even doing there?
Anime marathon maybe? Also I'm watching a bunch of dating shows cus why not. Not like I can relate to any of them.
Useless brat, how the fuck are you affording so much deliveries anyways? How did you even get that long of a break?
Simple, I came up with some dumb excuse of my grandma being dead and me having to go therapy. The boy paused. Which isn't all a lie.
He continued in a quiet whisper. Anyways about the deliveries, i just told my dad that his one and only sick, crazy child needed a loan, he gave me. Chan coughed, a deliberate sign to Jisung.
And you're complaining that you're jinxed, you lying motherfucker.
The younger giggled, a warm sound, that made the older smile sweetly.
Jealous I see.
I'm not jealous at all!
Hannie. The older questioned tentatively. You haven't been?...
The concern dripped off Chan's voice, an awkward silence filling the air.
Hyung no, I promised and I kept that promise for a year now, plus I can't stand the sight of blood now, not after that.
Jisung could hear Chan's smile in his voice.
Ji, my sweet darling, I love you so much you know that?
The male smiled ready to respond, well not until he heard that voice. That obnoxious voice whining in complaint to what he claimed was Chan's "Misplaced" affection. But Channie, that's not fair. Jisung could practically imagine that stupid pout.
Put me on speaker
Nuuh no way, I'm not letting you two fight, not today. Jisung sighed, annoyed. Fine. There was a quiet pause from the other side. Jisung assumed that Chan had gone to kiss the pout off the younger.
Motherfucker
He waited patiently for Chan to return before calling him out.
Bros before Hoes, bitch.
Chan laughed at that.
Don't say that bae, we both know you love Innie almost as much as I do.
The silence from Jisung's side only helped prove his point.
Anyways, I need to go back to my precious marathon, see you tomorrow, usual place?
Chan laughed happily knowing he had won again.
Of course, see you, hannie bae, love ya
Love you too, now bye bitch.
The male sighed and looked at his now switched off laptop screen.
Guess I have to go out.
Lord save me.
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