#chan au

letting a small yawn, minho had looked at you smirking. “y/n? yawning in class?” he whispered. “this isn’t like the little miss perfect I know.” minho teased. you glared are him, reaching over to pinch his arm. he slightly winced. “I’m tired of you hurting me.”

you said nothing, continuing to write your notes. minho on the other hand listened. he knew you’d always just end up sharing your notes with him. “alright and that is it, don’t forget about your upcoming test on friday.” your professor said, dismissing the class. you gathered up your belongings, zipping up your bag as minho waited for you. it was your last class of the day so you were quite ready to go home. “hey, come over.”

you looked up as you began to stand from your chair. “for what?”

“so we can study. and for you to let me copy your notes.” he grinned.

“just say you wanna have a study date with me, minho.” you smirked, patting his shoulder. there was nothing more that you loved than to mess with minho.

he gave you a disgusted look. “ew, no offense to you but you’re not my type, y/n.”

“offense taken.” you joked. “but anyways, I’ll come over. but you’re buying dinner. you know, since you owe me one.”

minho rolled his eyes at you as the two of you walked out of the campus and into the parking lot. “yeah, yeah. hand me your keys.”

you did as he said, handing over the keys of your car. that’s how it always was with you two. minho driving you around in your car. he knew your dislike in driving and he also did it because he always said how much of a bad driver you were. which you didn’t understand, minho drove more reckless than you did.

you remember when the both of you got your driver’s license at sixteen. it was quite funny that minho had passed on his first try when you had failed. he rubbed it in your face for as long as you could remember.

when you entered minho’s home, you had messaged your father about your whereabouts and that you would probably be home late. “where’s your mom?”

minho shrugged. “probably visiting my grandma or something. she didn’t mention anything to me.”

you plopped yourself right on minho’s couch, opening up your bag to take out your notes from psychology. minho sat on the floor in front of you as you passed your notebook to him. he began to write some things down until dropping his pen on his notebook. “and I’m bored.”

“lee minho, this is part of studying of course you’re bored but there’s nothing you can do.” you wacked him on his head. “continue the notes. or better yet. let me make you some flash cards.”

sometimes minho always needed the little extra push of motivation. you knew minho never wanted to continue after high school which is why he never cared for classes or tests. but with you, you made sure to help him out. minho was smart though. but he would rather be doing other things than school.

he thought it was a waste of time since he was only doing basic classes. but at least it was something and that’s what you told him. you did everything you could to help him out to not give up so easily.

“okay, well while you do that I’ll use the bathroom.” minho quickly ran off and just as he did so, the doorbell rang. “minho!”

“can you get it please!”

you groaned before standing up to answer whoever was at the door. only to be met with no other than chan himself. he raised his eyebrows when seeing you open the door. “didn’t expect to see the princess here.”

“you know I have a name.” You narrowed your eyes at him. “you can use it.”

chan only chuckled, ignoring you. “is minho here?”

“no.” “yes.”

you heard minho say from behind you. he got in front of you to greet chan and made him come inside. the two sat themselves on the couch while you went ahead and started on minho’s flash cards again. “what are you two up to?”

“studying.” you answered. which ended up being quite difficult to do. especially with minho and chan being awfully obnoxious. instead it was just you going over the flash cards that were suppose to be for minho. he didn’t pay any attention and if anything no studying was done with him.

you were a little irritated at the fact that the study date with minho was a complete fail. and this time you really had chan to blame. maybe minho too. “hey, why don’t we go out?” chan suggested. minho was quick to agree. “yeah! we should also grab a bite to eat. I promised y/n I would.”

“then lets go!” chan was quick to make his way to the door while minho waited for you to get up. “I’ll pass.” your words made Minho’s face drop. “minho I- we have a test that we should really be studying for.” you looked over at chan, him staring back at you. “but it seems like you don’t care, so I’ll just go home and study on my own.”

“oh, come on y/n!” minho exclaimed. “we still have a couple of days left until that test. we can always study tomorrow.”

you shook your head. “no, I know how you are. that’s not happening.” you grabbed your stuff ready to head out the door. you were passing chan and the two of you had locked eyes. “does the princess not know how to live a little?” he chuckled, which caused your blood to boil as soon as the words left chan’s mouth. “I do actually but not the way you do.” you snapped. clinging onto your backpack, you shoved his shoulder with his own. it made chan chuckle. “if you must go then I guess we can’t make you stay. I’m sure your daddy wouldn’t approve of this anyways.”

“leave my dad out of this.” you turned back to glare at him. minho could sense your change of attitude and went straight to your side. “okay, okay.” he said. “let’s just get something to eat and then you can go home.” minho had slightly pushed you out the door, chan following behind. “no-“

“you’re going.” minho cut in, taking your wrist and fully dragging you outside of his home. chan was following behind. you lifted a brow when noticing minho was walking past your car. “we’re not taking my car?”

“no, let’s walk instead.” minho insisted. which only caused you to want and drag him back. minho had already sensed how you were beginning to feel, so he tugged on you. “y/n, you have nothing to worry about.”

“thanks for the food.” chan said happily, patting his stomach. “next time it’s on me. you can come too princess.” he said, looking straight at you with a wink.

you frowned at him. “no thank you. I’ll pass.” the more time you spent with chan, made you dislike him a little bit more than before. and it all started with that night at the police station. but it definitely amused chan to mess with you.

minho only chuckled from seeing you frown. checking the time on your watch and seeing how dark it was outside now, you looked up at minho. “it’s getting late, I should go home now.” knowing you had school in the morning too.

“10pm is late for you?” chan snorted.

“yes when I have class in the morning.”

“or because daddy doesn’t want you out late.”

you rolled your eyes, scooting out of the booth that you sat in and began making your way out the restaurant with the two boys following behind. minho had caught up to you, swinging an arm around your shoulders. “I’m sorry.” he whispered in your ear. he knew you were upset the study date turned into a fail. you sighed, “it’s fine minho. but thanks for the food.” you were only in the mood to just go home and minho could sense that too.

except for chan. he had other plans when the three were passing by a closed park. he called out to minho and the boy instantly knew what chan was thinking. “let’s go here.” he said dragging you with him. you tried to stop him, but minho was too strong for your liking. “the gate has a lock, minho we can’t be here.”

“we won’t be here for long.” he told you.

“okay, well I’m not entering. plus how are you even going to go in?”

somehow while you were talking, chan had managed to pick on the lock on the gate and opened the door. “you were saying what now, princess?” he smirked.

the two had entered but you decided to stay back, shaking your head. “not happening. I’m leaving minho, with or without you.”

“y/n!” he called out to you when seeing you walk away. he rushed out the park and grabbed your wrist. “y/n, come back. you’re not going to be walking alone in these streets. especially at this time-“

“then let’s go! why are you doing this?” you said, motioning your hand in chan’s direction. “is someone scared?” chan joked. you only glared at him, not wanting to speak with chan at all. now, you could actually say you were quite annoyed with minho for the most part. you were going to say something to him but another voice had caught the three of you off guard.

“well what do we have here again?” the voice said, and who it belonged to came into view. the boy was smirking and he wasn’t alone either. having two others by his side. minho was quick to grab you and hid you behind him, while chan had gotten back to you two.

and by the looks of it, you could tell they already knew each other. “what do you want, changbin?” chan questioned, his tone now sharp. you gulped a little, trying to hide yourself as much as possible behind the two boys. you never been in such a situation before that you felt yourself getting nervous each second that passed.

feeling your heartbeat speed up, you clinged onto minho’s arm. he was one to never let anything bad happen to you and usually kept you away when it came to situations like the three of you were currently in. he knew how scared you would get and he definitely knew your father wouldn’t like the idea of his daughter getting into danger.

“you know what I want.” the boy, who you learned was named changbin, said to chan. he had an intimidating stare at said boy. “and I told you I’ll have it as soon as I can.”

“well that’s taking a little too long for my liking.” changbin tsked. “I’m sure you don’t want another repeat of the other night, now do you?”

you immediately knew what changbin was talking about. so these were the ones who attacked them, you thought. you swallowed hard when seeing the other three come closer. you didn’t know what exactly they were capable of. and whatever chan owed them, they sure seemed very serious about “minho.” you softly whispered while tugging on his arm a little tighter.

your stomach churned when changbin’s eyes had darted to you and he immediately smirked at you. “oh, looks like you have some company.”

“she’s cute.” he chuckled.

“hey, we don’t want any trouble.” minho said. “not in front of her.”

that made changbin laugh even more. “is she your girlfriend or what, lee minho?” of course minho telling him that only made changbin want to cause trouble. minho shook his head. changbin making eye contact with both guys on his side. they already knew what changbin was thinking and one came forward in chan’s direction, throwing in a punch at him. chan was quick to react and dodged him, punching him back.

“y/n, run.” minho pushed you away when the other boy came towards minho’s direction, ready to throw punches as well. but you stood there frozen, how were you just supposed to leave your best friend in that situation? you standing there distracted minho as he looked back at you and got punched in the face. “minho!” you cried, when seeing some blood beginning to drip out of his nose.

“y/n, fucking run!” he shouted at you when seeing changbin go to where you were standing. minho was frustrated at you to say the least. you saw changbin coming closer to you, and that’s when you finally made a run for it.

you felt awful leaving minho, even leaving chan to defend themselves. but there wasn’t much you could do. and you knew yourself there was no way you could actually help them with the two other guys. “don’t run, baby. we’re just getting to know each other!” his words made your skin crawl as you ran. you hid around some small bushes when you went out of sight from changbin, trying to calm yourself down and not make any noises when changbin had passed you without noticed where you sat on the ground.

your heart was beating way faster than before and all you wanted was for minho to pop up out of nowhere now. and you definitely wished you were home where you could be safe and sound.

thinking the close was clear and you could finally go back to minho and chan, you began crawling away as quietly as you could. you were still on edge with everything.

but right as you were crawling, a pair of shoes came right in front of you, making you stop your moments. looking up, your blood ran cold when seeing it was changbin looking down at you with an evil looking smile. “found you.”

you tried moving away from him as fast as you could, but you had no luck whatsoever. you were only a few feet away from him when changbin grabbed ahold of your hair and dragged you back down to the floor.

you ended up hitting your face against the sidewalk pretty hard, causing you to ache in pain. minho looked back at you once hearing your screams. “y/n!” he continued to throw punches towards the other guy, while chan looked back to see changbin’s hold on you. without a second thought, chan ended up throwing one last punch and knocking out the other guy cold.

he ran to your direction, “get away from her.” chan said, pushing changbin harshly away from you. he leaned down to see if you were okay, only to see tears coming down your face. “hey it’s okay now.”

chan didn’t know much to do, knowing minho knew how to calm you down. but he tried his best nonetheless. changbin was close to coming in again until hearing sirens come out. he quickly ran away along with the other guy who minho was still fighting with. he pushed minho one last time before running away. minho grunted but moved quickly to where you where you were with chan.

“move.” minho was quick to pick you up and began running with chan right behind. you peeked your head up to see an officer running out of his car, stopping right at the unconscious body on the ground and another one beginning to run towards the three of you.

your heart hadn’t stopped racing from the moment the situation broke out. all of it was scary and you didn’t understand how minho could live like this. if your father found out what just happened, you would have been in so much trouble. and minho knew your father wouldn’t forgive him for putting you in this situation.

chan ran up to an abandoned store, quickly opening the door for you and minho to go in. “hide down here.” he whispered, pointing at a counter. minho placed you down behind it, chan following too. he only poked his head up a little to see the officer run passed the store.

you let out a small cry and minho was quick to cover your mouth. “shhh, y/n. it’s okay.”

“no, lee minho. it’s not okay!” you said once he let go of you. but your outburst caused him to cover your mouth again. “don’t shout.”

he began to wipe your tears away and when he was doing so, he noticed the scratches that were on your forehead as well as on one side of your cheek. “shit.” he cursed under his breath. you being hurt was one of minho’s biggest fears. “please make sure dad doesn’t see this.” he said. the last thing he wanted was hearing your father yell at him.

you sighed. “take me home. now.” you looked over at chan, who was only staring back at you. “and let it be known this will be the last I ever hang out with you two. especially you.”

chan lifted a brow. “not even a thank you? for getting changbin away from you?” he scoffed. “if it wasn’t for me, those scratches wouldn’t be the only thing on your face.”

“I already told you he will be out soon.” she faked a smile. “he’s currently talking to two kids that were caught last night.”

you simply nodded before plopping yourself down in one of the waiting chairs. your father worked in the law enforcement and almost every time you visited him, he always had someone new that he caught. you’ve seen and heard it all every time you were in the place. everyday your father came home, he always had a new story to tell you.

but what you didn’t expect this time, is seeing your best friend walking out the door with your father. “now you see, lee minho, you should be thanking me for letting you off the hook easily.” you heard your father say to him. “next time I won’t be too nice, so I better not catch you again, you hear me?”

“no promises, officer.” minho laughed, causing your father to shake his head while letting out a frustrated sigh. “but thanks, I do appreciate it.”

“minho?” you questioned when walking up to them. that’s when you noticed minho wasn’t alone, and someone else was right behind him. you had locked eyes with the stranger for a few seconds before looking back at your friend. “oh, y/n!”

your father looked down at you as you stood next to him, swinging an arm around your shoulder. “sorry for being late, had to take care of these two.” he told you, pointing his head at minho and the guy who stood behind him. “what did you do this time?” you shook your head at your best friend. honestly, you were used to this already.

“trespassing.” your father answered for you. “being at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

you tsked at the boy. “oh minho.”

“it’s okay though!” minho exclaimed. “your dad let us off the hook.”

it was your father now who shook his head at the boy. “you ready to go?” he questioned you, in which you nodded. “minho, I don’t want to see you back here. and as for you bang chan.” your dad pointed at the boy behind minho, your eyes diverted back to him. “there’s no use of wasting my breath on you, you’ll be back before I know it.”

“have some little faith in me.” chan smirked. his eyes then locked back to yours, causing you to quickly look away. there was no denying he was attractive, and you even wondered when minho had even became friends with him. that was minho though, always making new friends.

“let’s go dad.” you smiled, already walking away from the three.

“can I join?”

“no.” you and your father said in sync to minho.

his face had dropped, making chan chuckle a bit from the interaction the three were having. your father had already caught up to you, leading the way out of the building.

but you looked back once more at your friend, only to see chan staring back at you. and for the third time that day, the two of you had locked eyes before chan gave you a smirk. you turned your head quickly around, feeling your face heat up in the process.

“you okay?” your father questioned when noticing your red face. you simply nodded, looking ahead. “mhm, never better.”

if you could pick your most favorite thing about minho, it was his ability to dance. of course you liked other things about him too, but dancing was a skill that minho definitely took seriously and was so good at it. seeing him dance made you forget the other side of minho that you’ve grown accustomed to.

you as well were a dancer too, but very different from minho. while he was more on the urban side, you did contemporary. you’ve done it since you were ten years old, even competing in dance competitions. which is exactly where you met the lee minho.

you two became friends at the time and practically grew up with each other. he was a good kid, very smart too. so growing up, you were confused when everything went wrong. from a good kid to a troubled kid, that was what happened right in front of your eyes. it was always him and his mother, he blamed it on the fact he never had a father figure growing up. his father had left the two when minho was at a such young age.

you thought it was just the people he began to hang out with in high school. joining the wrong crowd and going into a different pathway. but no matter what, minho still continued to be your friend. he always told you how much he needed you.

but not only did minho have you, he also had your father. he knew everything about minho and his situation growing up. your father took him as his own and made sure to look out for him.

even with the way minho acted now, your father still kept him sane. and when minho felt like giving up in school, your father was determined to make minho continue his studies, even after high school. of course your father couldn’t control everything minho did, like keeping him out of trouble, but he made sure to make him go to college. with you.

which is exactly where you and minho were currently located in, only classes were already over and the two of you were in the dancing room. when signing up for classes the two of you instantly chose dance, making it into the dance team. he was in the middle of teaching you one of his choreographies. “quit being stiff, think of it like your little ballet dances.”

you groaned. “for the last time, I don’t do ballet. it’s contemporary.”

minho gave you a look. “I don’t see the difference.” you were about to interject until minho stopped you. “but anyways! the stiffness, its gotta go.”

“okay, I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”

“next time?” minho furrowed his eyebrows. “we’re still not done here!” he exclaimed when seeing you grab your belongings.

you looked back at him, smirking. “I am. see you later, dude.” you opened the door from the dance studio, hearing it shut right behind before you heard it open again. a frantic minho ran right up next to you. “screw you, ms. perfect.”

you simply rolled your eyes at the nickname minho had tend to call you at random times. “you want to come over? my mother is making dinner.” the two of you had walked right out the school building, heading towards the parking lot. minho nicely declined your offer. “I’ll pass, made plans with chan.”

your eyes diverted to the figure who was standing next to a car and sure enough it was minho’s friend who you first saw at the police station. you still wondered when the hell minho became friends with him. “oh, well- I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. don’t forget my dance recital is tomorrow too.”

“a possibility that you might.” he chuckled. “or might not.” minho let out a louder laugh when seeing your face drop. you knew exactly what he meant about that. “lee minho, I don’t know what the hell you’re going to be up to but please stay out of trouble. plus I really want you at my dance recital. I’ve practice so hard for this.”

“sure, princess.” he patted your head. “and don’t worry, I’ll promise to be there.”

you sighed when seeing minho walk away from you and headed towards chan. they did a small handshake before minho went into the passenger seat, which you assumed to be chan’s car all while chan slowly got in the driver’s seat. but as he did so, he was staring at you. and for some reason you couldn’t look away that time. just like last time, he smirked at you again, causing your cheeks to heat up from his gesture.

you didn’t know what it was, maybe just the aura that chan gave from the small encounters you’ve had with him so far, but you were a bit intrigued by him. you shook your head at the silly thought, no. if he was the cause of why minho got himself into problems then you should probably have a dislike towards him. sometimes you wish you could change minho back to the person he was before, but that seemed to be difficult after the many tries you had. either way, you loved minho. he was like the perfect brother you wish you had. being the only child got lonely at times. but minho definitely made up for it.

you watched as the two sped off out of the parking lot, leaving you to walk to your car alone. you actually hated that minho wasn’t with you at the moment. he was usually the one driving you around in your car. how funny. you just hated driving.

the next day

your eyes began wandering around in the crowd of the auditorium, looking for the one person who promised you would be at your dance recital. you stood next to the stage, peaking out to look for minho as you were minutes away from performing. you were next after lisa, but instead of watching her perform, you were looking for minho. even sending him texts to know about his whereabouts. the only people you did see was your parents.

you sighed, looking down at your phone to see if minho had replied. but no luck. if anything, you haven’t heard from said boy since yesterday when he got in the car with chan. he wasn’t even in classes, so you didn’t know where he could possibly be.

lisa’s performance had finally came to an end when you hurried your way back to take one last glance at yourself. patting on your skirt, you mentally prepared for your performance. you had practiced your dance for months now and you were definitely thrilled to show it.

“good luck out there!” lisa smiled as you began to make your way on stage. it was dark when you stood in the middle of it, taking a deep breath before the music had started.

you loved performing, better yet, you loved dancing. looking back, you remember your father not being on board with you wanting to start dancing. he always thought it was just a hobby you’d grow out of. but when seeing how dedicated you were when it came to performing on stage, he grew to the idea of letting you prosper into something you definitely enjoyed in doing. at the end of the day, he always wanted you to follow your dreams.

was dancing apart of your dreams though? of course. but you always needed a backup plan. which was why you were majoring in education. teaching was something you’ve always liked doing. like the times you had to tutor people when you were in high school or even now teaching people choreographies when the dance instructor gave you lead at times. having that spot was something you were just amused by.

before you knew it, you were already at your ending pose. cheering and clapping being heard from the audience. you slightly chuckled when eyeing your father in the far back, standing as he clapped uncontrollably. you bowed before walking to the side, exiting the stage. but although you should have been happy that you performed, your mood had went down when realizing minho had missed your recital after promising you he would be there. you tried to find him in the audience when you had finished but again, there were no signs of him.

what the hell could he have possibly been up to?

that night you went home upset with the boy. you were always there for his past dance recitals but yet he had missed yours. and if minho ditched you for chan, then you’d be even more upset.

it was getting close to midnight when you heard your phone ringing from an unknown number. usually you’d ignore, but something had told you to answer, and so you did. only to hear the voice of minho, which caused your stomach to drop. “minho?”

“princess!” he shouted. “so glad you answered, I thought you weren’t going to, anyways-“

“minho where the hell have you been?” minho could tell you were angry from the sound of your voice. “can you come get us? at the police station, the one where dad works at.”

“minho, it’s nearly midnight.”

“please, y/n!” minho begged. “and bring dad too.”

you hated doing this, but you ended the call with telling minho you’d be there in a few minutes. you felt bad waking up your father and telling him about minho. but he didn’t hesitate in getting out of bed to go with you. after all, he did care for minho like his own.

“officer, same ones from last time-“ your father waved off his coworker, already knowing who they were. you followed right behind, entering the main lobby to see both minho and chan sitting together, handcuffed. and by the looks of it, they also had some injuries on their faces. “oh thank god, you made it!” minho chuckled, his face turning serious when seeing yours and your father’s annoyed faces. “I’ll talk to you first.” your father said, pointing at minho for him to go to one of the rooms. “I think it’s time I give you a serious talk.”

minho followed, leaving you alone with his friend. you simply stood there to wait for the two to finish. your back facing chan. “how about you tell your father to uncuff me and set me free, princess.”

your eyes grew a little when hearing chan’s voice. you slowly turned around, seeing chan smirking right at you. that damn smirk. you wanted to ask the most stupidest question if he was talking to you, but it was quite obvious that chan was. you slightly narrowed your eyes at him. “you think just because my father works here I can just ask him to set you free?” you questioned. “doesn’t work that way.”

“works with minho.”

his response left you a little taken back, shaking your head. “that’s minho. we know him.”

“you can get to know me too, princess.” he winked. “just how I’d like to get to know you-“

“-were you the reason minho missed my dance recital?” at this point, you were annoyed. taking back everything you thought about chan. you liked him better when he didn’t open his mouth. he sat back in his seat. “no I wasn’t actually.” he answered.

“then do you know why he didn’t show up?”

“yes I do, we were actually on our way to your dance recital. until some people jumped us.”

you let out a gasp. “what? why?” you said concerning.

“relax.” chan shrugged his shoulders. “just know a lot of people don’t like me.” he smirked.

“that doesn’t answer anything though.” you crossed your arms. chan only stared back at you, smirking as he did so. he sat back in his seat, “you’re pretty cute.”

you quickly looked away from chan, feeling your face heat up once again because of him. “how did you and minho meet?” you then asked, the question was one you were quite curious about.

“don’t worry about it.” chan said. he noticed the way your face had changed to annoyed. “you get worked up easily I can see. don’t worry, I’m not trying to take your friend away if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“definitely not worried about that.” you scoffed. “but I mean, minho wouldn’t have gotten attacked if he wasn’t with you.”

“are you implying this was my fault, princess?”

“no, but I’m just saying.”

now it was chan’s turn to scoff. “you don’t even know me.” he arched a brow.

“no, but I know of your kind.”

chan let out a fake laugh, he was quite amused by you. “you do? enlighten me-“

the boy was cut short when hearing your father and minho walk out the room they had been in. minho didn’t have handcuffs on him anymore and your dad faced you and chan. he only pointed at him and chan knew it was his turn to talk to your father.

“were you talking to chan?” minho questioned as soon as the door shut. you simply nodded your head as minho let out a small snort. “about what?”

“doesn’t matter. I’m actually quite upset with you.”

“listen I’m sorry! I was going-“

“save it.” you sighed. “I already know what happened.”

minho felt guilty, especially seeing your upset face. you also tried to not be too upset, knowing it wasn’t his fault either. now that you thought about it, maybe you shouldn’t have said what you said to chan either, who was he to know he was going to get attacked. maybe you shouldn’t have judged him right away.

“I’ll promise to make it up to you.”

“you suck at promises.” you shook your head. “but you do owe me one, especially for this.”

“yes, princess.”

“and will you stop calling me that?” you rolled your eyes, moving away from him. minho let out a loud laugh, throwing his head back then stared right at you. “no, because that’s all you ever know how to act. always uptight, and living accordingly like your dad wants you to.”

your mouth dropped, not thinking of your actions when you punched minho, full force on him arm. “don’t ever say that to me.”

“you’re mad because I’m right.” he groaned, holding onto his arm.

“you sure you don’t want to go?” you questioned yeji once more, but knowing the answer already.

the girl shook her head. “nah, I have to meet up with my parents anyways. you have fun though.” she smiled. “and say hi to your parents for me if you see them.”

“will do.” you gave her a thumbs up when entering your car and quickly driving away.

a few months after you had graduated high school, you were quick to move out. you had realized being at home reminded you too much of jisung, knowing he wasn’t next door to you anymore. so you, and of course asking yeji, a friend you also had in high school besides jisung, had moved into a little apartment in the city. it was great though, having the college you and yeji attended to close by.

yeji knew everything. from when jisung had moved and yoy telling her about the feelings you had for him and the reason why you so desperately needed to move. and she was there to help.

but now here you were, heading back to jisung’s old house to see him again. you were filled with very different emotions but nonetheless you were happy. happy to finally being able to see him again in person. facetime just wasn’t enough for the both of you.

you were glad things were still the same, you two had never stopped talking even after jisung had became a trainee then had the chance to debut. he kept you updated every chance he got and always loved hearing about your updates as well. the only thing that did change though, your feelings. sometimes they were there and sometimes they weren’t. it was just a whole mixed up world for you.

you told yourself that nothing was going to happen between the two of you. you were busy with college and jisung was now a well known kpop idol. you even told yourself that it just wouldn’t work out, you loved jisung as a best friend. you told yourself that almost everyday since he had moved. and it worked, sometimes.

you tried dating, to keep your thoughts away from jisung but even when getting into one successful relationship, the back of your head only thought of jisung. it was always him. so you had to break things off with your significant other at the time. you hated this. and you only hoped you could keep the gaurd you’ve been holding up when finally seeing jisung again.

finally pulling up to jisung’s house, you took a deep breath when smiling at the second house that always felt like home to you. even after jisung had left, you still visited his parents from time to time. there was no doubt they saw you as their daughter.

walking up to the house, you could already hear the music blasting from the backyard. your heart was thumping real fast the closer you got to the fence gate, feeling as if it was ready to burst out. you opened it slowly, and walked until many people came into view. people in which you knew where his group members.

his mother was the first to notice you, jisung having his back facing you. she quietly walked up to you end engulfed you in a hug. “he’s been waiting for you and hasn’t stopped talking about you since he’s gotten here.” she softly chuckled. when you broke apart, jisung had turned around, almost dropping his plate of food when seeing you.

“y/n!” he rushed to you as fast as he could, picking you up to swing you around. “oh my god, y/n!” when he had put you down, he was now cupping your face. you wanted to cry, the moment feeling so surreal in finally seeing your best friend again. he’s definitely changed a lot from the last time you’ve seen him. and you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t say he looked good. you could feel your eyes getting watery and jisung noticed it right away.

“hey, don’t cry.” he wiped a tear away.

“I’ve just missed you, jisungie.” you hugged him. “so much.”

he wrapped his arms around you. “you tell me, I’ve missed you everyday when I was over there.” he hugged you a little tighter. “you hungry? come eat. and I want you to finally meet my members.” jisung still had his arm draped around you when he lead you to the back porch. “everyone, this is my best friend, y/n.”

“and y/n, these are my members.” he smiled.

“it’s so nice to finally meet you all.” you waved.

“and it’s about time we meet you.” a deep voice said who you already knew was felix. “jisung can’t ever stop talking about you and mentions you every chance he gets.”

you let out a small laugh, turning to look at jisung. the boy had his head low while grinning. and one thing you noticed was the way his face had turned red.

two more boys came up to you who you knew as chan and changbin. these were the first two members jisung had introduced you to when he was a trainee. he had told you he did music with them and every time they did a song, jisung was quick to send you it for you to hear.

they both gave you a hug, chan hugging you a little longer than changbin. the first time you had ever talked to chan the two of you just clicked. you even considered him a good friend that you had made but never met.

—

“oh! I want you to meet my friends.” jisung said through video call. “these are the two I have been talking to you about, chan and changbin.”

jisung turned the phone to his two friends who were in the studio with him. they were in the middle of recording a new song. “hello, nice to meet you.” you heard changbin say.

“I’m bang chan, or chris, whatever you wanna call me.” chan chuckled. “jisung always talks about you. so it’s nice to finally see who this y/n person is.”

“well that’s me.” you chuckled.

you had stayed on the video call with jisung the whole session they were in the studio. but the person you ended up talking to the most was chan. jisung was too busy recording his lines while chan was the one helping him. “ah, y/n. you seem like a very cool person.” chan told you. “I hope one day we get the chance to meet in person.” he smiled and you could see his dimples on full display. cute, you thought. jisung definitely had some very attractive friends.

“oh me too! a friend of jisung is a friend of mine!”

“yeah, yeah.” jisung took the phone away from chan. “don’t go on stealing my friends now. plus you can only have me as a friend.” he pouted.

“bro, you can share.”

you chuckled at chan and jisung going back and forth with each other. no wonder jisung loved these guys. you even enjoyed seeing jisung having fun. you could tell he was meant to be in a music career. and you were going to support him every step of the way.

—

“how are you liking it here so far?” you asked chan. the two of you sitting by the edge of the pool. jisung was with the others, he wasn’t giving you much attention which was okay with you. he just wanted to have fun with his members being at his house. and so chan was the one you were mostly talking to the whole afternoon.

“oh it’s great!” he exclaimed. “jisung’s parents are really nice. and of course you’re nice too. you coming to our show tomorrow?”

“um, of course.” you giggled. “I wouldn’t wanna miss seeing you guys perform.” you slightly shoved your shoulder against chan’s, causing him to laugh.

“just wish I could explore the city here, I don’t think we’ll have much time tomorrow since we will be practicing.”

you looked up at the sky to see the sun was setting and that’s when an idea had popped into your head. you and chan really weren’t doing much either way, and you knew this would be the perfect time to show chan around. “I can show you around right now if you’d like?”

chan turned to you. “really? you wouldn’t mind?”

“of course not.” you grinned. “let me show you where jisung and I grew up.”

chan liked your idea, and was up for it. “sure thing. let me just get changed.” he stood up to head inside, you following after to change as well.

walking right back out, you headed towards jisung. “hey, I’m gonna take chan out to show him around. cool with you?” you questioned with chan standing right behind you.

jisung’s eyes went from you to chan then back to you. “just you two? alone?”

“I mean, well yeah.” you slightly chuckled.

“can’t you guys wait until tomorrow? so we can all go?”

“we won’t have time.” chan interfered. “we have rehearsals and our show.”

you noticed the way jisung’s eyes had shifted from you to chan in seconds. and for once in your lifetime you couldn’t read jisung. but you definitely felt his presence change, and you were clueless as to why. “um, well okay. I guess you two have fun. how long until you’re back?”

even jisung himself felt a bit odd that he suddenly felt this way. he guessed he just didn’t like the idea of you two getting closer after him being the one to introduce you both. or maybe it was something else.

“shouldn’t take long, maybe.” you said quickly as you were already dragging chan away. “enjoy the rest of your night!” you had screamed when closing the gate.

you and chan got in your car and drove off. “well firstly, this is where I used to live.” you pointed out your parent’s house. “jisung and I were neighbors.”

“and further down here is a park we always used to go to.” you briefly smiled at it, seeing the swings from afar. it’s been awhile since you’ve last visited the park. the last time being was when jisung told you the news of him passing his audition. you slightly chuckled when the memory of him ripping up the essay you did for him came to mind. you were pissed then happy but then sad knowing he was moving. “what are you laughing at?” chan questioned.

“nothing really, just that I remember jisung had made me do his essay in return of him doing my math work. only for him to tear it up.”

“what?!”

“yeah, crazy times.” you sighed. “and that’s when he told me he was moving.”

“you know, when I became friends with jisung, you were the one person he would always talk about.” chan chuckled. “even until now, he still does it. we might even think he has some type of crush on you.”

you felt your eyes slowly widen at chan’s words, almost nervously laughing to brush them off. no, you knew jisung too well. he couldn’t have a crush on you. right?

wanting to change the subject, you continued to drive chan around to show him the city. pointing out your old high school, then the college you were attending. you even showed him a few restaurants he should try for the next time they were back.

chan was definitely a great guy to hang with, he had you laughing, smiling and honestly you liked the friendship you two had started. of course he was no jisung, but it was nice to have your friend circle expand.

now here the two of you were, inside a small pub that was local. you and yeji would always go here almost every friday, a celebration for surviving the week. or for passing finals. you had told chan about it, and instead of heading back to the pool party, he decided to check the place out. it was already night time and the moon now shining through the sky.

“okay, shots on me.” you ordered two of them, the bartender already knowing your go to tequila drink when you would come here with yeji. he sat them in front of you and you passed one to chan. “here’s to having you guys here and for your show tomorrow night.” you raised your shot.

“and here’s to you, and your great hospitality, y/n.” chan smiled.

you and chan gulped down your drink. chan had made a small face which caused you to laugh. he seemed to be impressed the drink didn’t phase you at all. “I’m used to it.” you shrugged.

it was around midnight when you and chan were still at the pub, a few more drinks in. you had stopped awhile ago, knowing you were the driver. but chan definitely seemed to have been enjoying himself. he had even grabbed you to dance, having the time of his life. “I’m having so much fun.” he giggled. his cheeks flustered.

while he was in the middle of taking another drink, you felt your phone vibrate. you saw a couple of messages coming in from jisung.

jisungie: hey where are you two? I thought you guys were coming back.

jisungie: it’s pretty late, what are you guys doing?

jisungie: y/n? hello?

you: sorry! we were planning on coming back but instead we went to a bar and just lost track of time.

you placed your phone in your pocket and after seeing the time you knew it was time to go. you didn’t want to keep chan up knowing he had a show tomorrow. and you knew jisung wouldn’t have appreciated you being the cause of chan’s hangover. chan was stumbling a bit when walking out the bar, so you helped him back in your car. he wasn’t too drunk, more like tipsy but still you felt the need to help him out. you laughed when he kept giggling at you. “you’re so nice, y/n.” he slurred a little. “I can see why jisung talks about you a lot.”

you felt your cheeks flush red. how much did jisung talk about you with them? was this an everyday thing?

shaking your head when closing the door, you reached for your phone again. you were going to tell jisung that chan was going to stay at your place for the night since it was super late now and your apartment was closer than jisung’s home.

you: change of plans, I’m letting chan stay at my place since it’s super late. see you tomorrow.

jisungie: you don’t need to do that, I can go pick him up right now. tell me where your new place is at.

you: jisung, it’s fine, don’t worry!

jisungie: he’s just spending the night right? like on the couch or something?

your eyebrows furrowed at jisung’s text, you were definitely getting a different vibe from him at the moment. honestly, jisung’s arrival back home felt odd overall for you but you couldn’t put a finger as to why.

you: yes? and no.

jisungie: no? well where is he going to sleep?

you: does it matter?

jisungie: no, but

you: but what jisung?

jisungie: have a good night, I’ll see you tomorrow.

now you were really confused as you stared down at your phone from jisung’s response. you sat silently in the driver’s seat as chan had already been knocked out and snoring. what exactly did jisung mean? for once your best friend was confusing the hell out of you. he’s never questioned you this much before. and it was definitely weird for you.

you sighed as you started your car, driving away to head to your apartment. your thoughts seemed to continue going back to jisung and it was hard not to think about him after messaging with him. something was definitely up with him, and you were going to find out.

the next day

“morning.” you heard chan say. he sat on one of the stools, resting his head on his hands. you had started cooking some breakfast for him, consisting of only eggs and bacon. you turned to look at him, seeing that he looked perfectly fine and not hungover. “morning to you.” you smiled at him. “hungover?”

“no, actually.” he shook his head. “I feel quite fine if I’m being honest.”

“that’s good. here, eat up before we go back to jisung’s.” you placed a plate of food in front of him, chan wasting no time in devouring it. all while you went and cleaned some dishes that yeji left out.

“thanks again for letting me crash in your bed, you didn’t have to do that. as well for breakfast.” chan said. “you’ve been really great, y/n. as to showing me around as well.”

“no need to thank me.” you softly smiled at him. “It’s just how I was raised.”

which was true, your parents had done a great job in raising you and alway showing you to be kind to others. they’ve taught you that since you were five and you first experienced it when meeting jisung’s parents the day they moved into the neighborhood.

yeji had came into view but soon came to a halt when noticing chan. “oh, hello?”

“oh, hey there! I’m chan, you must be yeji?”

“that’s me.” the girl slightly stuttered. and from the looks of it, she definitely looked flustered which caused you to chuckle a little. yeji had walked behind him, staring at you as she mouthed, “he’s cute.”

you shook your head, grinning. “ready to go chan?” she questioned with the boy nodding after. “it was nice meeting you, will you be attending our show tonight?”

yeji nodded. “yes! I’ll be there! I’ll be joining y/n.”

“great, then I’ll see you tonight.”

“yes, you will.” yeji smiled.

after leaving your place, you had arrived at jisung’s in no time. you smiled when you opened the door to see him on the couch, chatting away with his members. he was smiling but soon it faltered when seeing you and chan right behind. “hi, guys.” you waved. but still nothing from jisung which again, you found odd. yesterday he was excited to see you but now it’s like he’s just completely ignoring you. did you do something wrong?

you sat next to him and he still didn’t even acknowledge your existence. “did you guys have fun?” jeongin questioned.

you and chan gave each other a look before smiling. “we sure did.” you replied. you didn’t notice, but jisung felt himself getting stiff. “y/n, makes a great tourist.”

jisung couldn’t help himself but to jolt up from his seat and head to the kitchen. you looked at him while furrowing your brows, following him right after. “is everything you okay?” you softly questioned when approaching the boy. and silence was all you got.

“jisungie?” you touched his arm which caused him to slightly flinch. “yes, I’m fine.”

he was lying. you knew he was when he avoided eye contact. he didn’t even dare look at you right now.

“no you’re not, something’s bothering you.”

“oh so you’re acting like you know me now?” he suddenly snapped. you were really taken back by his sudden change in attitude, causing you to slightly gasp. even his member became quiet after hearing the way jisung talked to you.

“he’s been like that since last night.” hyunjin told chan.

“I don’t know where you’re coming from or as to why you’re even talking to me like that, but yes jisung, I do know you. we’ve been best friends for-“

“people change, y/n.” jisung interrupted. “you haven’t seen me in the past few years, I’m not who I was before I left.” jisung definitely felt bad for the way he was talking to you. especially when seeing your face and how hurt you looked. he was just upset. but he had no right to be upset. he even didn’t have a right to put it out on you.

“why are you acting like this to me? did I do something wrong? please tell me if I did so we can fix-“

“just drop it, y/n.”

you felt your throat closing up and tears threatening to fall as you stared at jisung in disbelief. maybe things did change between the two of you after all. jisung looked back at you and instantly regret every word he had said to you. he was always the one to make you happy when you were upset and now here he was being the cause of you being upset with him. “fine.” you choked up, leaving the kitchen and walking straight out the front door.

jisung let out a deep breath, he felt horrible. he knew he had to fix it before leaving again.

“babe, you ready?” yeji called out from outside your door. you had just finished on your hair when she had called for you. quickly putting on your shoes, you walk out ready to go.

despite jisung being an asshole to you, you were still going to attend their concert. because even then, you wanted to fix things with him. there was no way you were just going to let this happen. when you had got home earlier, you cried to yeji so she knew what was going on.

at first you didn’t even want to go but she had convinced you and to fix things with jisung.

so here you two were, arriving at the venue in search for a parking spot.

“wow, how exciting!” yeji exclaimed when sitting on her seat. you guys had sat on the side of the stage, getting a good view from the top. you were thankful jisung had gave you some tickets.

throughout the show, your eyes seemed to only focus on jisung. seeing him on stage was like a whole different person you were watching. he was great at what he did, he was truly the performer. it was great to finally see it live rather than through a phone. jisung looked happy on stage and you knew that’s where he belonged.

while minho was in the middle of giving his last few words before the show would end, jisung’s eyes were diverting everywhere. it’s like he was looking for something, or better yet, someone. and they finally stopped searching once he spotted you.

jisung didn’t know if you’d actually come or not, especially after he had lashed out on you for no reason. he still felt absolutely terrible for the way he acted towards you. but seeing you there in the audience did something to him. he couldn’t help but smile up at you.

you had locked eyes with jisung and when seeing him grin at you, you returned the gesture of smiling back just a little. you were still upset with him, but you knew you could never be mad at him for long. hell, you DONT even remember the last time you and jisung had argued.

“we hope to be back!” chan said one last time before exiting the stage.

the end of the concert had arrived and you gave them props for putting on such a great show. you enjoyed watching them live but yeji had sure seemed to like it even more. “that was so amazing! oh my god, did you see when he lifted up his shirt?” she squealed when exiting the venue. “wow, y/n. this was such a good night.”

you chuckled at yeji, her being on full adrenaline at the moment. you were glad she had enjoyed the show. you did too of course, you just wished you could’ve seen jisung before leaving. and speaking of him, your phone rang that you got a new text and it was from the one and only.

jisungie: hey, thanks for coming, I really appreciate it. you should stop by my house for dinner. only if you’d like.

you went against into texting him back and decided to just go without warning. and you were going to drag yeji along. “come on, we’re going to jisung’s place.”

“oh great! I can see chan!”

you jokingly rolled your eyes, getting in your car and driving off to jisung’s house. when you got there, you saw he was already there. you don’t know why, but suddenly you became nervous into seeing him. feeling your heart began to race when opening the car door, yeji had came to your side when seeing you not so good. “hey, it’ll be okay. you two can take this opportunity to fix things.”

yeji was right, you wanted to fix things with jisung before he left again. tomorrow would be the last day you see him until you don’t know even when. and you don’t think you’d be able to live not talking to jisung while he’s away.

“y/n, you’re here! and hello to you too.” chan greeted when seeing you two step inside the house. yeji was already grinning brightly when seeing chan. “hi.” she said shyly. “the concert was great!”

you blocked out their conversation as you stepped further into the house. you saw everyone but jisung when they had all greeted you. “where’s jisung?” you asked.

“he’s out in the back.” felix answered for you. “I think you should go talk to him. he hasn’t been himself since this morning.”

you nodded your head, slowly walking to the back door. but to your surprise, jisung was nowhere in sight. you looked around and still nothing. you walked further into the backyard to see any signs of him, but not a single soul you found.

that was until your mind thought of one place jisung could possibly be in and when you looked up to one of the trees, sure enough you saw a light inside your’s and jisung’s old treehouse. you don’t even remember the last time you had set foot in it. probably back in high school if you last recall. you weren’t even sure if it was still sturdy enough. it was pretty dark, so you had to wing it when going up the latter. if you fall, you’d hope jisung was to hear it.

you made it up, pushing up the door. jisung was startled at first but relaxed when seeing you. “jisung.” you huffed. he quickly came to help you in, and the two of you sat on the beanbags you had in there. “I’m surprised this thing is still sturdy.” you lightly laughed.

“can’t believe this thing is still here.”

“oh, your dad and mine tried to take it down but I convinced them not to.” you said.

“well I’m glad you did. this old place holds a lot of our memories.” he grabbed a hold of an old photo, as in the first picture and and jisung ever took with each other. “you didn’t take this?”

“I did, to make a copy. the original belongs in here.” you smiled.

“oh, y/n.”

after saying your name, silence had filled between the two of you. for once in your life you were at lost for words and didn’t know what to say to jisung.

and as for jisung, he was trying to collect his thoughts on what exactly to say. he knew they had to talk about what happened earlier. so for starters, he knew exactly what to tell you first. “I’m sorry.” he said. “for the way I lashed out on you this morning.”

“may I ask why you were upset?”

jisung thought for a second. he knew why, oh he definitely knew why. but for jisung it was always hard to tell how he truly felt. you knew this, jisung always had a thing for keeping everything inside. it bothered you sometimes, which is why growing up you always tried to make jisung talk. everyone always knew him as the shy and quiet boy, but with you he was himself.

“I just- I guess I got upset when you and chan left yesterday.”

“oh? and why’s that?” you questioned.

“because.” he paused for a second, debating real hard for what he was going to say next. he turned to look at you and felt his heart trying to jump out of his chest. it almost angered him how you were looking at him with soft, hopeful eyes, you made him feel things. and for once he wanted to express them. “because damnit, y/n, I like you.”

you felt your stomach drop, mouth opening a bit from jisung’s sudden confession. did he really just say what you thought he said? it wasn’t some sort of dream?

“I like you, okay? I wasn’t too happy about you and chan leaving to hang out yesterday and then him staying at your place. it made me think something was going on between the two of you. I saw how you two became so close after I introduce you guys and well yeah, I was jealous.”

he looked at you again, you were silent as you were still trying to process everything jisung has said to you. jisung was always the silent one and now it was you who didn’t know what to say next. he left you lost for words. but you couldn’t seem to ignore the fact that jisung liked you back. “jisung you have nothing to worry about, chan and I are just friends.”

“yeah, well, I’m your best friend.”

you chuckled a little. “yes, you are. and I don’t think I’ll ever see myself with anyone else as my best friend than you.”

“come here.” jisung grabbed ahold of your hand, helping you out of the bean bag and then to get on top, straddling him. “how long have you liked me?” you questioned.

jisung let out a sigh as he pushed a piece of hair stand behind your ear. “since the day we shared our first kiss right in this treehouse.”

your eyes widen. all this time jisung had liked you back while you thought the opposite. “you’re kidding, right?”

“mm, nope. its been that long. I just never said anything because well, I thought you didn’t feel the same. and our friendship was just too good to ruin.” he said. “and I was planning on it but then I got the call…”

“damnit, jisung, we’re idiots.” you breathed out a laugh. “I’ve liked you all this time too, just never said anything. and then you moved.”

“then lets stop wasting our time and make this right.” jisung held on your chin as he eyed your lips then looked back at you. you felt your heart racing a thousand miles at the way jisung was looking at you. everything about this seemed so right. “and share another kiss in this treehouse.”

the two of you pressed your lips against each other, moving in perfect sync. it was a balance between soft and passionate, and unlike last time when you two were thriteen, this kiss was ten times better and lasted way longer. kissing jisung again is exactly what you had craved for. no matter what, it’s always going to be him.