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𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑? 𝚙𝚝.2 (𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗)

(HERES PT.2!!!! ENJOY LOVESS)

"Chan..." 

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 "May I come in?"

Chan was hesitant for a moment but he knew minho would try and cheer him up.......or try and fix whats going on between them because chan had nothing on his mind right now, he wiped his tears and pretended like he wasn't crying at all then said  "come in."

Minho watched as Chan wiped his tears and invited him in. He could clearly see that Chan was trying to pretend like he hadn't been crying, but Minho knew better.

Minho stepped into Chan's room and closed the door behind him. He looked at Chan for a moment, his heart sinking at the sight of him. "Chan, can we talk?" he asked tentatively.

chan looked at him then looked at the ground slightly shaking  "y-yeah"

Minho noticed how Chan looked at the ground and how he was shaking slightly. He took a few steps closer to him, not wanting to overwhelm him.

"Chan," he said softly. "I know things didn't go so well earlier. but I just wanted to check up on you and make sure you're okay..."  Minho could see the pain and exhaustion in Chan's eyes. He knew that something was bothering him, something more than just their argument. He took a step closer to Chan and spoke again in a soft tone, "Chan, is there something else on your mind? You seem more upset than usual... I'm here for you, you can talk to me."

Chan looked at him and grabbed a pillow nearby and hugged it tightly  "i-if I tell you.......you'll hate me forever."

Minho's heart ached when he saw how Chan grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly. He could feel the tension and worry bubbling inside him.

He shook his head quickly and took another step closer to Chan. "Chan, no. I could never hate you no matter what you say. Please, just tell me."

Chan took a deep breath and looked deeply at minho's eyes  "promise me you wont get mad......please"

Minho could see the vulnerability in Chan's eyes and he knew that whatever it was, it was important. He wanted to ease Chan's worries and assure him that he could trust him.

He promised without hesitation, "I promise, Chan. I won't get mad. I'm here to listen to you and support you, no matter what you have to say."

Chan took a deep breath and closed his eyes for the worst and he finally had the courage to confess  "I.....

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.....like you minho"

Minho's eyes widened as he listened to Chan's confession. His heart started to race as he processed the words.

He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Chan, his best friend, someone he had grown up with for years, liked him? Minho's mind was abuzz with a mix of shock, confusion, and surprisingly, a sense of warmth.

chan slowly opened his eyes and stepped back  "i-its fine if you dont-"

As Chan stepped back, Minho was snapped out of his thoughts. He quickly shook his head, stepping closer to him.

"Wait, Chan...," he said, his voice soft but firm. "How long have you felt this way?"

Chan thought about it  "a while now"