Ꭱꭼꮇꭼꭰꭹ [Ꮇꮖɴꮯꮋꭺɴ]

✧ Ꮮꮻꮪꭲ Ꮯꭺꮜꮪꭼ ✧

"He told me he loved me."

The younger sighed in an annoyed manner, all he wanted was a direct ansert and Chan could never give him one no matter what he asked.

In all honesty, this topic in particular (Chan's love life but to be more specific, his love life with Minho) seemed to be a sore subject for Changbin to actually think about. A small prickle of envy and anger appeared whenever Minho's name was uttered to him.

"Yeah I heard you the first time, Chan. I don't think you heard me, what's the problem?"

Chan sucked in a breath, eyeing the ashtray out of the corner of his eyes, practically craving a high right about now. "I- look it was-"

He lifted his gaze, hands coming to grasp at his hair in frustration. "I don't know if it was the sex talking or what but I-... it spooked me." Chan talked quickly, frantic as he tried to express what needed to be said.

"So I fucked up and told him to leave without really-"

Changbin's head snapped up, a look of disbelief on his face. His crossed arms dropped to grab the sides of the chair, leaning forward into Chan's space. 

"You told him to leave?!" His voice raised, prompting Chan to do the exact thing. He was just in shock that they were well...in the middle of sex and Chan just forced him to up and leave. 

"Well? What the fuck else was I supposed to do?"

"Uh, I don't know. Maybe talk it out?"

Chan shook his head, hands falling back onto the bed. "Do I look like the talk it out kind of guy?" He pointed to himself, eyebrow raising as he waited for Changbin to answer.

"No, but you didn't seem like the dumb type either and now I'm not so sure."

The older sighed at his words, rolling his eyes at the way this conversation was going. "Changbin... I'm not ready for...love? I guess I could put it that way."

Changbin did know him, he knew Chan for years. 

He knew what the male was like before his entire life took a turn for the worst and he missed that, Changbin missed what Chan used to be. It didn't mean that he hated him now, no, he loved him - but he just wished he could've helped Chan before this all happened.

But this wasn't Chan. He was never so insecure to be in a relationship until now and it was just hard to watch.

"I can barely take care of myself, what makes you think I can care for another?"

He sounded genuine and the most vulnerable Changbin had ever heard him but he wouldn't give Chan the pity.

"You're just an idiot Chan, to tell you the truth."

"What do you mean?"

The younger stood, pushing the chair away out of anger and then turning back to the still seated male. He contemplated running into the closet really quickly but decided against it. Changbin was way too heated to think much clearly anymore.

"Whenever something nice comes around you fuck it all up!"