this chapter is taking a complete 360 from the original plot.
cw: attempted sexual harassment. violence. slight blood.
this chapter is a little heavy, pls skip if you can't read!
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chan sighed, his breath making a small cloud, indicating how cold it was. he was sitting on the stairs of his university, waiting for soonyoung to pick him up. chan wanted to stay back for a few hours to do some of his work. so he ended up finishing everything in the library.
it was also a good time to wrap his head around all of this thoughts. chan just felt so confused with his feelings. maybe he doesn't feel romantically attracted to his friends. he hasn't gotten the chance to get along with them individually! how could he assume something like already?
loud, unpleasant laughter was heard from across the left of the sidewalk. chan glanced at a group of unsettling looking boys. they clearly looked drunk, slurring their speech, stumbling over each other. chan gulped, turning the other way so he didn't make eye contact with. he felt alarmed, but they wouldn't want anything to do with him, surely.
but, of course chan was wrong once he heard their laughter die down. he hugged himself, checking his phone, silently pleading for soonyoung to magically appear. chan's grip on his phone tightens, his palms beginning to sweat.
"hey, you look like someone we know!" one of the boysâno, they looked around chan's age. chan quickly took a good look at them, and, chan had no idea who they were.
there was four of them. one man scoffed, reaching out to grab chan's jaw. "we're speaking to you, where are your manners?"
chan stood up, slapping his arm away. "i don't know who the fuck you guys are, so just leave me alone."
maybe that was a bad idea, considering chan was obviously outnumbered. but how dare they think they can talk to someone like that, a stranger at the least, too? it's ironic to think they're trying to teach chan about manners.
"what the fuck is your problem man?!" the tallest oneâhe looked taller than mingyuâshoved chan back, making him fall back. "we just thought you were someone we knew!"
chan tried to get back up again, but someone else pushed him back down. when looked up, chan wanted to curl up in a ball and pray that this was a dream once he saw the look in their eyes.
"you know, he isn't that bad looking," they smirked after sharing a weird look.
"what's your name, pretty boy?" one of them crouched down, placing his finger under chan's chin. he was too close for comfort, his breath smelled horrible and he was slurring his words so much, chan barely understood him.
chan wasn't going to let them go knowing he couldn't defend himself. so, he reeled his head back, before lurching forward and knocking his forehead into the man's nose.
crack.
"chan!" someone shouted, and he looked up to see soonyoung running over. "who the hell are you guys?!" he growled, snatching one of their collar and dragging him forward.
soonyoung was furious. his eyes were narrowed, it was as if he was radiating heat. "don't make me repeat myself." he warned in a low tone.
"hyung," chan stood up slowly, holding his forehead, feeling a little dizzy. it was probably a dumb idea to do that, but the look on the guy who was flirting with him was definitely worth it. "let's just go."
they looked like they were about to piss themselves, which would have been funny if not for the situation they were in.
soonyoung pushed him, hard. he fell onto the others, and like rolling pins, they all fell in unison. "you guys are lucky you didn't put your dirty fucking hands on him, or else you wouldn't even have them." he turned on his heel, gently leading chan with him.
once they were in the car, soonyoung turned on the light above them and examined chan. "i can't believe this happened to you. i'm so fucking sorry, channie. if i wasn't late, this wouldn't have happened."
chan barely let out a laugh, he was touched. "hyung, it's not your fault. don't beat yourself up over this. i'm okay, right?" he reached over and held soonyoung's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "you're my hero."
soonyoung sighed, leaning his head back. "when i pulled up, my heart literally dropped when i saw you. that was honestly the scariest thing i've been through."
with a heavy heart, chan felt his eyes water. "why are you so nice to me?"
soonyoung looked over. "what do you mean, channie?"
"i mean... you didn't have to step in. you didn't have to be there for me. you didn't have to pick me up. you didn't have to my friend. but why? why are all of you... so confusing." chan stopped himself before he'd start saying shit he would regret.
"chan, we like you. you're just... so likeable. if you haven't noticed, we don't usually hang out with other people, we just have each other, because our bond is like no one else's. and then you come along, and just like that, we all connected with you instantly. we're glad you're in our lives, chan."
chan let his tears fall, and soonyoung wiped them away.
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as soonyoung ran around, grabbing the first aid kit with some food and drinks, chan sat criss-crossed in the middle of his living room.
soonyoung's apartment wasn't huge. it was comfortable for two people, which is why vernon also lived with him.
"where is he?" chan asked.
soonyoung shrugged, sitting down across from chan. he offered chan some water while he popped open the first aid kit. "he wanted to stay back at the studio. he'll probably be here soon."
soonyoung took a rubbing alcohol wipe and gently rubbed chan's knee, where there was cut on it. "is your head doing okay?" he blew on the area and chan's heart shamelessly fluttered.
"my head is okay," chan told him truthfully. "hyung, your lip is bleeding."
soonyoung touched his corner lip, some blood coming off on his finger. "how the fuck did he manage to cut my lip?" they both shared a laugh, and the tension was immediately gone between them. "not gonna lie, his nails were pretty sharp."
when soonyoung finished with chan, putting a bandaid over the wound, chan stopped soonyoung who was trying to put everything away. "let me," he reached for the same wipes and switched his sitting position so he was kneeling, trying to become taller than soonyoung. "it'll sting, okay?"
soonyoung still hissed in pain, so chan rubbed the area gently as possible. as chan's eyes were on solely focused on soonyoung's lips, he glanced up to see how intently the older man was staring at him.
if chan didn't know any better, he'd think they were having some kind of moment.
he also just realized how close they really were. chan was practically on soonyoung's lap, which was already embarrassing. chan was holding his jaw, so that he stayed still. soonyoung reached down to hold chan's hip, to prevent him from fallingâbut chan thinks he's teasing him, especially from the light circles he was drawing over his skin. chan shuddered.
and just like that, everything happened so fast. chan dropped the cotton ball from his hand when soonyoung tugged him forward, their lips softly connecting together. chan's arm stayed in the air as he froze completely under soonyoung's touch. but once he put his hand on his shoulder, he relaxed and melted into the kiss. heat came off their bodies in waves, and chan cupped soonyoung's face, bringing him closer.
then, the door opened.
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DRAMA.
this was heavily inspired by kdramas i hate how unoriginal i am LMAO.
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