BET ーjeongchan

GOT|7

"Hey Lix. Where the bitches at?" as Chan spoke, he took his high-tops off and entered Felix's house while the red head followed him with a tired frown.

"Fucking upstairs."

Chan's eyes popped out as he choked on air. "Wh- MINHO AND CHANGBIN??"

Felix sighed and dropped onto the couch facedown. "Yeah. They argued on who's top and who's bottom, then Minho carried Changbin upstairs to shut him up. Thank god the walls are sound proof."

Chan wowed, then settled on the opposite couch. "Are you jealous, baby Yongbok?"

Felix turned on his back with his nose scrunched up. "Why the fuck would I be?"

"Cuz your Binnie is either fucking or getting fucked by someone else."

"It's just Minho.." As the words left Felix's mouth, his lips poked outwards in a sad little pout.

"So you are jealous."

"Shut up, crab."

Just then, footsteps could be heard and right after, Minho hopped over the back of the sofa and settled next to Chan, his black hair disheveled. "I hope Changbin can walk."

Felix shot up immediately. "Oh my gosh you topped him?!"

Minho smirked, "Only because he gay panicked when I pinned him to the bed. What a coward."

While Chan quietly drowned in his thoughts, which totally did not consist of him kissing Jeongin earlier that day, Minho burst out laughing at the horrified expression adorning Felix's face.

"Stop lying Minho."

Felix finally closed his mouth once he heard Changbin, as the latter seemed perfectly fine while walking towards the boys. Changbin flopped down next to Felix.

Minho was now bent over, laughing his ass off. "I- God, Felix was trauma-ed."

"Traumatized, you mean." Felix lifted a brow.

Minho rolled his eyes. "Trauma-ed is better for many reasons. Short, convenient, cute."

"Wait- WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE LIED?!" Felix jumped in his seat, turning to face Changbin, who flinched away thanks to the loud boy's high-pitched screech.

"We didn't fuck." Changbin clarified as he buttoned his black shirt.

Felix's jaw dropped as he glanced at Minho, who was struggling to prevent another fit of laughter.

"Close you mouth Lix-" Minho paused to breathe, "Unless you're waiting to suck Changbin."

The words immediately caused Felix's mouth to shut, the paleness in his cheeks diffusing into a bright blush.

"And yeah, we didn't, okay? Because Changbin had to accidentally say 'oH~ Yongbok~'" mocked Minho. "I was disgusted." He stuck his tongue out and grimaced.

This time it was Changbin that turned red. "It was an accident okay??" He sighed, refusing to look to his right although he felt Felix's intense stare burn holes into him. Felix was sure to have a talk with him afterwards, he concluded.

"Oh," Changbin straightened himself as he remembered something. "Chan."

Finally snapping back to reality, Chan hummed in response.

"Can you ask Jeongin where the squirrel boy has been?"

Minho gasped. "Right, haven't seen him since fucking."

"And I kind of miss bullying him.." said Changbin.

An intense frown warped Felix's face. "May he never return."

Chan chuckled at the envious redhead. "Actually, Jisung went back home. His brother is visiting or something."

"How the fuck do you already know?!" Felix gasped dramatically.

"You guys literally made me spend the past few days with Jeongin. How would I not know? They're best friends."

"Ah right. AH RIGHT," Felix clapped excitedly. "TOMORROW!! You get to kiss him."

Chan's heart skipped a beat as he heard Felix. We already did, but okay.

"Min, what's the penalty if Changbin or Felix lose their new bet?" Chan asked, hoping to change the topic.

"That's none of your concern-"

"By the way, Chan." Felix called out, interrupting the conversation. "Did you break a rule already?"

Chan tilted his head in confusion. "No? Pretty sure I didn't."

A suspecting frown formed on Felix's face. He eyed Chan with a hum, who retreated further onto the sofa due to Felix being creepy. "You haven't been bullying him..?"

"Definitely not, why?"

"He had bruises. I caught a glimpse in the locker room." said Felix as he tapped on his lower abdomen, "Somewhere here."

"You could ask him about it by force."  suggested Minho with a proud smirk. 

Felix lifted a brow, muttering underneath his breath so Minho wouldn't hear him, "Everything you do seems to involve force.."

Chan knitted his brows together, displeased. He examined his fingernails as he spoke, "No I can't do that.. Bringing it up could scare him. What if it's old? And was because of me? He's gotten so comfortable with me and that might just ruin it all.." He mumbled the last few words, then looked at Felix. Then at Changbin, then Minho.

The three stared at him in surprise, almost weirded out by what Chan had just told. Changbin chuckled, more like a snort, before saying, "Wow you like him?"

Chan grimaced, "Shut up squidward."  He released a loose sigh. "Anyways.. I haven't hurt him." as he said so, he couldn't help but let the new information bother him.

They could be old bruises, of course.