8 Idiots {Minchan}

TWENTY DEUXX

Chan:
"Alright, I'm leaving and none of your asses should be on my bed." Minho warned, pointing fingers at us.

"I came here for you, not this one." I pouted at him leaving me with Hyunjin.

"Well I'm needed elsewhere, and you can get Hyunjin to talk."

"Fine," I sigh looking at the dumbfounded Hyunjin. He didn't seem to be paying attention to the conversation that was occuring in front of him, like he was in his own world.

The door shut and silence clogged the room.

"So . . ." I say feeling awkward. "Any ideas why Seungmin hates you?"

"No." He said, looking down like a sad ferret.

"Had dinner yet?" I asked, getting up, let's hope Minho had some good food in his kitchen because I was starving. Thankfully, he did, but I found myself too lazy to cook anything serious so I took two ramen bowls and heated each one separately.

Taking the first out, my fingers felt warm against the plastic container. The smoke curled into the air, bending in marvelous ways. I took the second bowl, setting it into the microwave and clicking the start button. The orange light dimmed past the glass.

The ramen finished heating and I set them on the table calling Hyunjin over. He walked, sitting down with a gloomy face. He and Seungmin had these quarrels several times but this seems so legit.

"C'mon, eat up." I say grab chopsticks and slurp it. The nice spicy taste filling my mouth makes me water. "Mmm, these are really good."

"Hyung." Hyunjin said, making me look up from my ramen bowl. "Did I really fuck up that bad?" He mumbles in the end, teary eyed. The gloom surrounding him made my heart sink, all of the kids were like younger brothers to me, it broke my heart to see them like this.

"I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding, everyone knows—"

"But what if he meant it." Hyunjin cut me off, his voice broke in the end. "I can't lose him, not after everything we've been through." He cried holding his head as his elbows leaned on the table. "I-i can't."

I get up, moving to his side and robbing his shoulder softly.

"Don't worry, Minho left to check up on him." I soothed, rubbing his back as he became less tense.

Ding

My phone's text tone rang with the air until it stopped.

"Let me check that real quick." I mumble, walking to my phone on the table.

Min baby 🐱

Ask him abt a cafe and a girl

What cafe?
And what girl??
Delivered.

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"What is it?" Hyunjin asked, his voice in a small croak.

"Do you know anything about cafes and girls?" I look up hesitant to see Hyunjin's eyes go wide.

"He was there?" His voice was barely over a whisper. And then he stood up grabbing his coat.

"Hey!" I grab his hand, not letting him go. "You're staying here, let Minho look after Seungmin." I say, I knew he wanted to talk to the boy but now wasn't the best time seeing how Minho rushed out earlier.

"But—"

"No buts, eat your food and we'll talk after." I let him go and he set his coat back on the rack once again.