𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | CHANGLIX

EIGHT.

"I can't believe I accepted this," Changbin complained to his best friend as he laughed for the third time in a row.

The day at the café had been one of the most ridiculous situations Changbin had ever gone trough in his life. Not only did the unknown high schooler interrupt their conversation. He even embarrassed both boys in front of the others, ranting on about them being a 'babysitting couple' while Hyunjin, clearly awkward with the situation, watched the two girls laugh their asses off.

"This is going to be gold," was the only thing Minho answered as he walked further, leaving the shorter to stand there with an annoyed glare on his face.

Sunday had arrived and Minho decided to walk together with Changbin towards the house where he had to babysit, since he had somewhere to attend to on it's way. But of course also being curious about what the teenager would look like. Though he didn't care to tell the other, at all.

"You should've taken advantage of the situation so the kid would never dare to speak to you like that ever again," the older said as Changbin scoffed. "You're fucking awfull," he answered in disgust.

They soon after arrived at the door as Changbin said goodbye to his friend. Though he wasn't aware about the fact that he remained there to wait until the door would opened, just to get a glance of the younger.

Felix opened the door with an annoyed expression as he wore completely different clothes than before. He wore a petite black blouse with a purple-like shinny jacket on top of that, some black skinny jeans to match the fit. Changbin also noticed the tiny bits of eye-makeup, the necklace and the rings on his fingers.

He looked cute, in a way Changbin shouldn't be thinking about.

"Who is he?" the younger then suddenly broke the silence as the raven haired boy had been staring at him for too long of his liking.

Changbin then looked behind him as he still saw Minho standing on the path, arms crossed as he threw a small wink to his friend.

This made the babysitter hurriedly push the boy inside as he closed the door behind him, rolling his eyes as he stood with his hands on his hips.

"I'm not complaining, but what made you wear clothes like these." Changbin asked as he looked the latter up and down for another time, basically checking him out but almost unnoticeably.

"I was planning to go to a party," the younger then answered as Changbin cocked his right eyebrow up.

"Thought you'd be studying for your exams," he said with a chuckle as he shook his head.

"But it's the kick off party before studying for exams will start and—" Felix immediately started reasoning with the older, but he cut him off.

"Give me the address and your number so I'll pick you up by twelve, be sure to stand outside by then. Oh, and don't get too drunk." Changbin said as he gave the teenager his phone, for him to do as said.

Felix looked down to the mobile in his hands as he blinked his eyes in confusion, then looking back up again. "Are you being for real?" he asked his babysitter in a daze.

"Sure, have fun," Changbin said with a nod as he let the high schooler out, Felix now standing outside of his house in shock, though he was very happy with the result.

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"He let you go just like that?" Jisung asked his best friend with a tipsy chuckle as he took another sip of his drink, obviously including alcohol even though he was underage.

"Felix here, have a drink," Seungmin interrupted their conversation as he practically shoved a drink in the latter's hands, then continuing to dance with whatever boy he met an hour ago.

The australian had entered the party later then the others, which caused them to get drunk without the blond's presence. And now Felix was left debating if he should drink the liquid filled with shit that would surely fuck his brain up.

"Oh, and don't get too drunk."

Felix remembered what Changbin had said as he looked into his cup with a daring smirk.

Party, here I come.

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The clock had striked twelve in the night as the only thing Felix could remember was the need to stand in front of the partying house. Him being abounded by his friends who were still inside, somewhere. The blond's feet slightly swayed on the pavement as he lazily looked around, completely sure there was a reason behind why he's waiting here.

Oh fuck off, he wasn't sure at all. The damn kid got himself completely wasted.

As time ticked by, a familiar looking boy stopped his bike right in front of him as he shook his head with a scoffing smile.

"Let's get your drunk ass back home," he said as he petted the pannier rack of his very own bike.

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let the story begin :)