𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | CHANGLIX

TEN.

"You need to brush your teeth first, or you'll smell like alcohol for the next day." Changbin told the teenager, but he shook his head while he scrambled himself up, his hands rubbing his own eyes.

He sat himself against the wooden back of his bed as sudden questions were flooding trough his mind. Suddenly he had the urge to ask the older thousands of questions. But why would he? He despised the babysitter.

Felix looked up to the boy wandering trough his thoughts as he watched him move around the room. He wanted to know who he was. He wanted to know what he was like, what he did, what he liked to do and-

"Changbin are you gay?" Felix blurted out as the mentioned boy, who was about to give him his pajamas, widened his eyes at him.

"I'm what?" The older asked with a small smile, thinking the other was pulling a joke on him.

"I- Nevermind, I didn't mean to ask that." Felix immediately answered as he shook it off, but Changbin wouldn't let him off just like that.

"Why? Do you think so?" The babysitter asked as the younger looked up with wide eyes, then closing them since it caused a headache to rise at the back of his head.

"No, I didn't mean to assume things. I... I don't know why I asked, just forget about it." Felix told him as he didn't want to keep on talking about this kind of conversation.

It was left silent for a few seconds as Changbin sat down onto the side of Felix' bed, handing him his toothbrush and toothpaste.

"Are you... by any chance?" The older than interrupted the silence as Felix' eyes widened to that, toothbrush now in his mouth.

"Now you're the one assuming things." The latter stubbornly mumbled past his toothbrush as Changbin immediately denied him. But being honest, he was almost hundred procent sure.

'I won't admit it, no way in hell,' Felix thought to himself as he felt the older's stare, which he didn't understand why he was, but he didn't mind. The teenager tried to keep himself together, but meanwhile he just wanted this moment to fade.

"FINE." He then almost yelled as Changbin let out a chuckle to the floor, "I like boys, satisfied?" Felix told him as he spit the remaining toothpaste in a cup.

The raven haired boy handed him a bottle of water. "Very," he answered the other's complained as he stood up from the bed.

"Where are you going?" Felix then asked him as he had already started walking up to his bedroom's door.

Changbin turned around as he watched the boy sit upright in his bed, not moving before getting to know where the other was heading to. The korean wasn't sure if Felix was still drunk, though he did notice he was just as stubborn as he normally would be. But the younger had clearly sobered up for at least a little, he hoped to the least. Maybe if the younger would remember this night, he won't be so irritating after.

"Your parents told me to stay overnight, since they won't be back before the next morning. So if you don't mind I'll be going downstairs," Changbin explained as the blond awkwardly gazed around, his eyes twitching in annoyance.

Just when the older was about to step out and close the door behind his back, Felix stopped him, again. "Where will you sleep?" He asked him as Changbin shook his head.

"Curious aren't we?" He teasingly said as this made Felix frown his brows tightly. "On the couch," Changbin lastly said as he closed the door behind him, making his way down the hall to the stairs.

The babysitter walked down the stairs and noticed a blanket spread over the chair besides the couch. He let out a sigh as he rubbed his eyes, it had been a long day for him, too.

He walked over to his bag and grabbed his phone out of it's side-pocket. Unlocking it, but why did he? There's no messages. It made him feel like a boring kid. He should've gone to the party with Minho earlier. But unfortunately, the need to pay his rent won't vanish. Only if his parents would've subsidized him, but he fucked that up himself, so he wasn't in the very position to complain.

Then suddenly he heard footsteps come down the stairs as he turned around, facing the excepted blond who was now in his pajamas, standing at the end as he held one of his own blankets and cushions. "I'll sleep on the couch," he started.

"You can sleep in my room."

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cute.