"Hi Changbin!" Chan shouts as he enters his friend's house using the spare key that Changbin gave him a few months prior. He knows Changbin will probably lock the door and not open it even if Chan asks him to, because he's shady like that.
Changbin's head whips around so fast that Chan thinks that he's gonna get a whiplash. He's under numerous blankets, which make him look smaller than he already is. "H-How'd you get in?"
Chan shakes the keys in front of his face. "And I brought company!" Changbin's face falls. "...And food, of course." The younger male gives a nod of approval.
"I heard you were sick," Felix speaks up behind Chan and shows himself. Changbin gives an alarmed look to Chan and the older shrugs.
"Yeah..." Changbin mutters, sinking further into the blankets to hide himself from Felix.
"I also brought Woojin along," Chan says, pushing the older forward into the room as he closes the door.
"Why does Woojin look so..." Changbin starts, not finishing his sentence. Woojin is seated on a couch adjacent to him and the blond looks traumatized.
"Oh," Felix says, seating next to Changbin. "Chan beat him up."
"What?" Changbin says in surprise, casting an accusatory look towards Chan.
Chan raised his hands. "Hey. I didn't beat him up. He's fine, see?" He seats beside Woojin and puts an arm around his shoulder. Woojin's eyes look souless. "Perfectly fine."
Woojin gives a small smile, but he looks frantic. "Yes...fine."
Changbin decides not to pry further, to Chan's relief. Felix opens up the take out that Woojin bought this time, and the smell from the food fills up the livingroom space.
"Hey, Felix..." Changbin speaks up, his voice sounding hoarse. "I don't wanna get you sick."
"I don't mind," Felix answers, grinning at Changbin. "And I don't get sick easily, so it's all good in the neighbourhood."
"Don't ever say that again," Chan says, cringing as he does so.
"That again," Felix responds, looking smug. Changbin chuckles, still looking like he's wrapped up in a cacoon of blankets. Chan shakes his head, and Woojin takes this chance to seat somewhere far from the blue haired male.
"Do you want me to feed you?" Felix asks Changbin like a mother would and the older of the two almost chokes on his drink.
"Uh no...It's okay."
Felix looks like he's in thought. "Okay then. That would've been weird. Sorry."
Changbin's eyes widen as he shakes his head. "Don't be sorry! It isn't weird at all!"
"It's totally weird," Chan points out, and Changbin shoots him a glare. The Australian male holds up his hands in defense. "Sorry."
"I feel like the rest of the guys will get mad if they find out about this meet up," Woojin speaks up. He totally avoids Chan's eyes though, a tiny part of Changbin wonders what went down with both of them. It's only a small part, and the male can't be bothered to act upon it.
"Yeah..." Felix says in thought as he dips his fries into a particular sauce and eats it. All of a sudden, his face turns beet red and he's gasping for oxygen and choking on air, and Changbin looks horrified.
"Felix, what's wrong?" Chan hurriedly asks, standing up to meet the younger. He can't have someone dying on his watch; that would be a blow to his awesome reputation as a responsible person! "Felix!"
Felix falls from the couch and lies on the floor, montionless.
"Oh my god!" Changbin exclaims, the words coming out of his lips so fast that it sounds jumbled. "Don't tell me he's dead."
