ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~a jealous call~[1]

Description: Chan gets a call from a childhood friend of his.

Authors Note: This wasn't suppose to be this long helpp. I'm not posting this story like normal, and its a bit rushed and the chapters are a little longer than I normally do, but I needed it published before the 21th. Again I'm Sorry. This story was supposed to be finished a week ago 😭 Its the last story before 'Connected'  gets published, I've been hanging onto her for a while..yes out of fear🫣 but anytways until then enjoy!!

Word Count: 5.8k ~ Three Chapters ~ (Literally how 😭)

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The two were lying in bed together in Chan's room. Seungmin curled up against his legs as he mindlessly scrolled on his phone while Chan worked on some tracks. They both stayed like that for hours, just laying quietly together until the sound of Chan's phone ringing disrupted the silence. 

Seungmin let it ring, assuming he'd pick it up, forgetting he had his headphones on and how noise-canceling they were. He was basically in his own little musical world. He sighed as he put his phone down, leaving it by his thigh as he turned up to him. He always found it cute how concentrated the older was in his work. Completely tuned in and oblivious to anything around him. He quickly grabbed his phone before the call could end. 

"Unknown Caller," he softly read off to himself as he picked it up from beside him. He kept the shocked look on his face as he called out for Chan, gently poking his side to get his attention. He laughed once he finally pulled his eyes up; he could tell he didn't want to. He sat up a little as he removed the headphones from his ears. "Your phone is ringing," he laughed as he pushed it in front of him. 

"Thank you," he smiled, accepting it from him. He furrowed his eyebrows, equally confused about who it was, but quickly answered nonetheless. "Hello," he hesitantly said as he brought the phone to his ear. "I'm sorry, who??" he questioned the caller. "Amelia," he repeated, trying to trigger his memory and judging if it was a serious call or not. 

"Wait..Lee, Amelia Lee!!" he asked excitedly. "Omg, no way..how are you??" he laughed. "Wait, how did you even get this number??" he asked as he fully sat up in bed, pulling his legs off the edge and continued to converse with the mystery caller. 

Well, mystery to Seungmin. It wasn't his business, but he couldn't help himself or his emotions as he watched how into the conversation he was. It was obviously someone he knew..a girl he knew. And hearing his laughter and seeing his smile as he talked to her triggered something in him..a feeling he had never felt before. "Um, I'll be back," he softly whisphered, grabbing his phone and climbing out of bed. 

"Wa–" Chan paused, catching himself, remembering he was on the phone, quickly reaching out and grabbing his wrist to stop him. "Amelia, give me one second," he quickly told her. "Hey, where are you going??" he asked, whispering as he pulled the phone away. 

"Just to the kitchen," Seungmin forcefully smiled back at him as he removed his hand from his wrist and turned to his door before he could stop him again. 

"Yeah, I'm sorry–" he heard as he closed the door behind him. He didn't know what this feeling was or why it suddenly took over every inch of him—something of a mixture of fear and anger. He desperately took a breath as he ran down the hall to Jeongin's room. 

"Jeongin," he softly yelled as he opened the door and entered the youngers room. 

"God.. Seungmin," he jumped at his abrupt entrance. "Dude, what if I was naked," he yelled back at him.