congratulations || jeongchan

- 21 - Everyone -

The same look that you gave me, which kills me inside

Jeongin definitely did not expect to wake up cuddled into someone's chest. Nor did he expect to wake up to screaming. Luckily, he had the delight of both. The person beside him was warm - giving off heat in such a fashion that Jeongin was almost inclined to call them a radiator. He could have stayed there for hours if he knew who the person was and if there wasn't screaming still occurring somewhere in the general vicinity. 

The boy made his way off the couch, trying to disturb the person beside him as little as possible. Upon closer inspection, he recognised the boy as Jisung. He didn't really know him that well and so decided not to wake him in case he was one of the "attacks awakener" types. But his cuddles were very warm. So that worked in his favour regardless of whether he hated being woken up or not. 

It didn't take him long to realise that he was in Hyunjin's apartment. The post it note stuck to his forehead told him that. Although it may have taken slightly longer than it should have done for Jeongin to even register the fact that there was a post it note stuck to his forehead. It was fluorescent pink; pretty hard to miss. Especially if you were always hung up on the minute details of things.

If that wasn't proof enough, then a voice which was very definitely Hyunjin's yelling, "Get out of my apartment if you're going to behave like a useless reptile," sealed the deal. Hyunjin's place. With Jisung. Of course. Just the average morning. Jeongin totally knew what was going on.

He was also not freaking out over the fact that Chan loved him. Nope. Not at all.

The door swung open with a harsh bang and a pink haired boy, who Jeongin believed to be Felix, swept through with a high aura of melodrama surrounding him. His lips were pressed tightly together and the tear tracks on his face looked fairly fresh. Jeongin would have thought that he was the one Hyunjin was yelling at, but he could still hear it bouncing down the corridor. 

"Hey, what in the fresh frick frack is going on?" He mumbled, desperate for some answers. Felix only scoffed, muttering something unintelligible before sashaying out of the living room and slamming the bathroom door behind him.

A quiet chuckle sounded from behind and Jeongin whirled around. He was beginning to get annoyed with the fact that he had no clue in the slightest as to what was going on. This only increased further when he came face to face with Chan. 

Chan. Chan loved him. Chan who could only ever hate Jeongin for what he had done, loved him. Unless he didn't really mean it. And was only lying.

However, the chuckle hadn't come from Chan. No, it had come from the boy beside him. Jeongin wasn't sure if he had ever seen him before. He couldn't be much older than Jeongin himself was. 

And yet they had never met.

Which seemed to mean that the whole gang was probably here. All the numerous people who were mutual friends of Hyunjin and Chan who Jeongin had met a grand total of once. Maybe even never. This was bound to be an eventful morning. It didn't explain why they were here though. Now that would have been very useful information indeed.

Once upon a time, Jeongin would have known about these people the second that Chan so much as met them. He would be their friend, most probably. It was odd to see how much had changed in a few months. Jeongin wasn't sure if it was pain that he was feeling. He wasn't sure if Chan actually loved him.

"It's not my fault, Changbin! I don't know why I'm like this, okay?"

Another door slammed in the distance.

A/N - It's short, I'm sorry