ChanChang Oneshots

pouty

changbin pouts as he watches jeongin eat the last ice cream.

"i was going to eat that.." changbin says.

jeongin smiles at him, making eye contact as he smugly eats the cold treat.

"you snooze, you lose."

changbins pout deepens as he crosses his arms, "you owe me a ice cream!"

"no i don't!"

"what's going on here?" chan asks, walking into the kitchen.

"i ate the last ice cream and now changbin hyung is being a pouty baby." jeongin answers as he continues to eat the treat.

"awww binnie being a baby!" chan coos as he looks towards changbin who still had a pout.

"he owes me ice cream."

"no i don't!"

"it's okay innie. come on binnie i'll get you some ice cream."

chan grabs changbins hand to start heading out.

it was a short walk to the small ice cream shop, changbins pout now becoming a smile.

chan ordered their ice creams and they took a seat outside at the little tables.

changbin humming in delight as he licks up the treat.

"thank you chan hyung!"

"of course binnie! can't have you being a pouty baby."

changbin pouts at the words, "i'm not a pouty baby."

chan reaches over with his free hand, pinching changbins cheeks.

he mirrors the pout changbin had, "yes you are.."

"are you mocking my pout!?"

chan laughs and leans back in his seat continuing to eat his own ice cream.

"you just have a cute pout."
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"chan?"

"yeah?"

chan looks up from his laptop and to the voice that called him.

changbin was standing there, his arms crossed around his stomach and of course the infamous little pout of his.

"my tummy hurts.."

chan grabs changbin and pulls him between his legs.

"your tummy hurts? what's wrong with it?" chan asks also making a pout on his face.

changbin shrugs, "i don't know. it just hurts.."

chan continues to pout with changbin, giving a little pat on the others butt.

"are you perhaps..hungry??"

changbin shrugs again.

"do you want to go get something to eat?"

changbin nods, pout still on his face.

"okay pouty baby, let's get something to eat."

chan gets up from his seat, changbin moving slightly to give space.

"what do you feel like eating?"

"noodles..."

"like ramen?"

changbin nods.

chan smiles and grabs changbins hand, interlocking their fingers.

"you could've just asked to come out and eat. not put on this little baby act." chan comments.