#chen troll

Chen: I've been wearing the same underwear for 3 days now...

Girl: ........

Chen:  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

The best of Chen...

Teacher: what country is next to USA?

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“Hey babe.” He chimed, walking out from the bedroom to see you lying down on the sofa with a cookie in your hand. You simply smiled at him – he finally woke up from his slumber, you thought. He grinned at you with this glow on his face as he sat down beside you where he took your cookie away from your hand, “You shouldn’t be eating that.” He mumbled softly, looking at you and you tilted your head to face him with a small frown.

“Why not?” You asked softly, causing him to grin at you as he stole your cookie from your hand, “Because, you’ve been gaining a bit weight and cookies aren’t going to be good for it.”

That tone in his voice – you didn’t even know if he was playing or if he was indirectly trying to hurt your feelings because for once, he had already succeeded in poaching through your fragile heart.

He knows you’re very fragile and for him to just ‘play around’ or ‘joke’ like this… it’s not good for your heart and he knew that.

You weren’t exactly those girls who were incredibly skinny but you were one of those girls who took care of your weight because you used to be an overweight girl but with determination because of the pain on your kneecaps that were caused by your weight, you had to lose weight in order to make the pain go away – which worked perfectly because now you were actually categorized as ‘average’, which is a tough thing to do.

People keep complaining about how they can never put on weight but you knew yourself that losing weight is way harder than losing it.

You can easily put on weight by stuffing food in your mouth – healthy or not but losing weight, you had to make an effort to work out, exercise, dieting; it was all pure torture and hell.

And now he just… made that comment as if it meant nothing.

You pressed your lips together as you watched him eat but you got up and pointed at the kitchen lifelessly, “Then help yourself for some more in the kitchen – eat them all, in fact.” With that, you headed back towards the bedroom where you proceeded to lie down on the bed, leaving Chen on the sofa with a confused expression.

“Don’t tell me she took that seriously…” Chen mumbled, getting up as he didn’t even bite the cookie but he went to the kitchen as he placed it along with the other batch of cookies on the plate. “I… I was just joking…” He muttered quietly, heading towards the bedroom where he pushed the door open to see through the gap that you were now curled up on the bed, hands clutching onto your phone.

He stepped in without a sound – even without your consent as he narrowed his eyes at the phone screen where you were currently texting one of your best friends, who was also his close friend.

‘Sehun-ah, am I… fat?’ -Sent

His lips parted as he felt a stab in his heart – he didn’t even mean it at all. He was going to give the cookie back to you and told you that he was joking but he never knew it would’ve been like this.

And that’s when he remembered.

Weight was a really touchy subject to you and he had just chose that to make it into a joke.

A soft beep came from your phone and his eyes flickered up to read what Sehun’s reply was.

‘Of course not, noona! You’re really fit! Who the hell would call you fat? Who is he?’ -Received from Sehun

He then wanted to see what you were going to reply but you lowered your phone down until it was hidden in front of your chest where Chen couldn’t see from the back. “What do you want, Chen?” You asked in a hushed, pained voice that caused Chen to frown as he brought himself towards you, your back still facing him. “B-Baby, I didn’t mean-“

“Whatever…” You mumbled quietly and behind those two syllables that you had just spilled out of your mouth was enough for Chen to know it wasn’t just a ‘whatever’ to you. It was something beyond that and he didn’t mean to bring it up.

He didn’t mean it at all.

He walked around the bed to stand beside you where he kneeled down to see you looking down on your phone. A tear unknowingly trickled down your cheek, causing you to sniff as you rolled on the bed, making your back face him again and he sighed deeply.

“Baby, please. I… I didn’t mean it.” His voice was hurt as he sat on the bed beside you where you still didn’t move an inch. He had a hand on your thigh as you pushed it away, “Don’t do that – they’re probably too big for your liking.”

He shook his head, lunging forward where he snatched your phone away from your hand. You sharply looked over your shoulder to glare at him, “What do you want?”

“I want you to listen to me.” His voice was stern as he put your phone at the side of your bed where you could only reach it if you sat up. As you did that, he forcefully pinned you down by your shoulders only to hover above you with his eyes staring down onto yours.

“I really didn’t mean it…”

You blinked a few times, staring back at him uncertainly and he let another sigh to pass through his lips as he made you sit up with your back leaning against the bed rest while he straddled on your legs. “Baby girl, I’m sorry I made a joke like that but… I… alright, there are no words for me to express how sorry I am for making such a joke but – I was just trying to make you laugh-“

“You clearly failed at that.” You cut him off unintentionally, coming off a bit rude than usual that you placed a hand over your mouth. “S-Sorry…”

He cupped your cheeks with his hands, making your hand on your mouth fall to your lap as he looked at you lovingly, “You don’t have to be sorry because indeed, I did fail at that. But I mean it when I say this now that, you are beautiful the way you are.”

You gulped at him, lips parted to say something but he dipped down to peck your lips as he whispered, “Can I do anything to make it up to you?”

You held back a laugh when you muttered, “Bake me a cookie.”

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