Description: Serious Seungmin the freak and Fuckboy Chan the nerd...18+
Authors Note: This might be the worst smut I've written to date...worse as in dirtiest, but I'll leave that up to yall to decide. I genuinely love this story so much and I don't often feel so passionate about my stories. But I hope you all like it as well!! Also I used two new vocabulary words that I vowed never ever to use...Growled and Digits. I literally hate the use of digits in stories Never again 😭 If I ever use the word chortle you know it was NOT written by me.. lol go read this dirty dirty story.
Word Count: 8.1k ~Seven Chapters~
MATURE THEMES- MINORS AVOID!!!
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"I didn't drag you out so you could sit at the bar all night," Felix said, rolling his eyes as he settled down in the seat next to Seungmin. He slightly waved down the bartender to signal him over.
"I know," Seungim sighed to himself; he was never good with the whole partying scene. "One last drink," he promised, glancing over at Felix, who stared back at him, obviously displeased. "Just one," he pleaded with him, gently sticking out his bottom lip in an attempt to sway him.
"Fine, one more," Felix said with a soft smile, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He ordered a refill on whatever tequila drink he had been sipping while Seungmin retired his beer for a vodka drink he had already forgotten the name of.
He picked the one that sounded the most tame. If he was going to be forced to dance, he needed to be a little less himself and in tune with Felix's usual level.
He chuckled as he watched Felix instantly start to flirt with the bartender when they came over. Undoubtedly, he always managed to get them free drinks whenever they went out.
The bartender quickly returned with two filled glasses, placing them down on the red square napkins in front of Seungmin and Felix. Seungmin stared down his glass, absentmindedly twirling the little black straw that it came with, while Felix exchanged numbers with the bartender.
Seungmin laughed at himself, realizing he was once again babysitting; he'd been guilty of doing it all night. He took a deep breath, letting go of the straw, and picked up the drink. He turned to Felix, who was still giggling away with the bartender and gently clinked their glasses together to cheers before lifting the glass to his lips.
"No way Kim Seungmin is at a bar right now." Seungmin paused, furrowing his eyebrows as he turned his head to the person beside him.
"Chan!!" he softly shouted, lowering the glass from his mouth.
"Hi, lab partner." Chan smiled with a gentle wave. Chan was the last person he expected to see tonight. "I should be more shocked than you," he chuckled, taking a sip of his drink—something dark.
"I'm not shocked; everyone knows you like to party," Seungmin quipped, returning his fingers to the little black straw and swirling it around the glass.
"Real question is why is serious Seungmin at a club and who had to drag you," Chan lightly mocked, placing his glass on the counter.
"That would be me," Felix said proudly, popping out from behind Seungmin. He flashed Seungmin an annoying smirk before he turned to Chan. "Lee Felix," he greeted, smiling as he thrust his hand towards him.
"Seungmin, you're friends with Lee Felix??" Chan asked, almost disbelievingly, as he reached out to shake his hand. "Dude, you're like a legend on campus," Chan exclaimed lightly, low-key fanboying over him.
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ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin
FanfictionThis is a series of multiple ChanxSeungmin short stories. It offers different takes on how I believe this duo would be as a couple, with Chan as the ultimate top and Seungmin as his perfect little bottom. A little bit of everything is to be expected...
