ChanChang Oneshots

fanfiction

A/N requested on Wattpad
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Changbin blushes as he continues to read each line. Mouth covered by his hand and eyes wide.

People actually wrote these kinds of things? But he has to give them props, because they were all well written.

Changbin was currently reading a fan fiction. A fan fiction about him and his Australians leader, Chan.

And in the story it was them doing the nasty. And it was very well written. Changbin could imagine everything.

He quickly shuts the phone off and tosses it to the side. Curling up to a ball on his bed as he tries to rid of those words in his head.

"Changbin! We gotta head to rehearsal!" Hyunjin calls out to him as he bursted through the door.

Changbin gives a thumbs up and slowly gets out of bed. His face still hot and the images still on display in his mind.

This was going to be a long rehearsal.
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"Changbin! Focus!" Their choreographer shouted. Changbin stumbles a bit and mumbles an apology.

"You know what, let's take a break." The instructor sighs out.

The members all went to do their own thing. Getting water and taking a breather.

Changbin needed to clear his mind. All during practice, his mind kept going back to that story.

The images that his mind made playing over and over. How Chan would thrust in him and praise him for taking the leader in so well.

Changbin shakes his head to try to rid them away.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He says and walks out the practice room.

He reaches the restrooms and heads for the sink. Turning it on and splashing cold water.

He was busy splashing water that he didn't hear the door open.

"You okay Binnie?" Changbin jumps at the voice and looks over to see Chan.

The rapper blushes as he couldn't make eye contact with the leader.

"I'm fine hyung. Why do you ask?" Changbin asks turning the sink off.

"Well maybe because you seem to be having trouble during rehearsal." Chan chuckles out.

"Oh right. I just have things on my mind." Changbin answers. And it wasn't a lie. He just wouldn't say what kinds of things.

"Like what? You know you can tell me." Chan says and walks a bit closer to Changbin.

The younger didn't move but still kept his eyes anywhere but Chan.

"Like our comeback and what not." Now that was a lie.

Chan places a hand on the others shoulder. Causing Changbin to look at him.

He never realized how handsome Chan was up close. He blushes as the thoughts came back. The words ringing in his head.

"You take me so well." Chan groans.

Changbin swallows and mentally slaps himself.

"I know you're lying. Come on, just tell me." Chan says softly.

His voice was soft and gentle. Sweet like honey.

Changbin nibbles on his bottom lip. Should he say what he read? Would Chan be disgusted with him? Judge him?

"I won't judge you if it's something bad." Chan spoke again. It was as if he read his mind or something.

"Promise?" Changbin whispers. He wanted to make sure he would keep this promise.