I stood nervously as I watched Changmin stare at the two Chanyeols, only now beginning to question my judgement. What if Changmin attempted to steal the real one? Or what if he lied and took the real one away, leaving me with the fake one? I wouldn't be able to tell...
"So, Chanyeol Number One, what's your favourite food?" He asked as he casually stood next to the first Chanyeol, resting his elbow on Chanyeol's shoulder as he leaned against him.
"Tonkatsu." Chanyeol replied almost instantly. Changmin nodded slightly as he adjusted where his elbow was, probably trying to see if he was the real Chanyeol based on his height or how comfortable Changmin was standing like that.
"Where did I take you to dinner when we went on our first date?" He asked and Chanyeol frowned slightly as he tried to remember.
"That restaurant down the street from your place, they were selling fried ice cream." Changmin nodded again.
"And where did I take you after that?"
"You took me to the carnival and we went on the Ferris Wheel and then bought cotton candy and we went back to your place." If this Chanyeol wasn't the real one, then he'd obviously been planning all of this for a while, and must've been trying to ruin Chanyeol's life and not mine. Maybe he was jealous of Chanyeol and Changmin's relationship... Changmin nodded before standing up normally.
"That's all I need to hear." He turned to the other Chanyeol. "Hello, Chanyeol." Chanyeol looked at him slightly nervously.
"H-Hi." Chanyeol waved slightly as Changmin smiled, stepping close to him. Changmin placed his elbow on Chanyeol's shoulder and almost instantly, Chanyeol collapsed underneath him, unconscious.
"He's the real one." Changmin said as I rushed over to Chanyeol. I frowned as I looked up at his smiling face.
"What'd you do?"
"Chanyeol has this weak spot on his shoulder which if you put a certain amount of weight on will knock him out instantly. Don't ask me how, I've learnt not to question the derpy anatomy of Chanyeol." Changmin laughed as he looked at the fake Chanyeol. "I don't even remember our first date, I was just asking random questions that seemed like something I should ask."
"I will kiiiiilllll you!" The fake Chanyeol said, lunging at Changmin. Changmin grabbed the fake Chanyeol and brought him to the ground, sitting on top of him.
"Oh no, you don't. I'm too pretty to die." Changmin said as he looked down at the fake Chanyeol.
"Gah! I HATE you! You and stupid Baekhyun!" I looked up at the sound of my name, frowning slightly. Why would someone hate me?
"Hey, you're pretty cute... Wanna run away with me?" Changmin asked, ignoring the fake Chanyeol.
"Why do you hate me?" I asked, crawling over to where he lay underneath Changmin. He glared at me, struggling to escape.
"Because you broke my heart..." He said, making me frown even more.
"How? Chanyeol is the first guy I ever dated... Unless you liked me but I didn't like you back, in which case I'm sorry but I'm Chanyeol-sexual."
"Exactly! You don't even recognise me!" He pushed Changmin off him and stood up, glaring down at me. "You can recognise my goddam phone but not me!"
"Wait... you're that girl I dated??" My eyes widened, as did Changmin's, when I realised that fake Chanyeol was actually one of my many exes.
"If that's the case then retract my earlier question of running away with me. I'm not into girls..." Changmin said as the fake Chanyeol shot him a glare. I sat there, trying to remember her name but failing. There were just too many exes...
