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Jisung quickly regained his composure, grabbing the fire extinguisher.

"Ha! There's flour all over your hair!" Jeongin doubled over in laughter, almost forgetting about the fire for a second. What jeongin said was infact true. Jisung had fallen right in top of the bag flour, which those dumbasses had kept on the floor for some stupid reason, thus leading him to be covered in the white substance.

(I formally apologize for using the words "white" and "substance" in the same sentence- I just had to okay😔)

Jisung simply shot him a glare, unable to answer verbally, since the air was knocked out of him from the fall.

"You know what you look like right now? That grandma from coc-aah!" Jeongin was quickly shut up by jisung, who'd sprayed the boy using the fire extinguisher. He ignored the youngest' pleas of forgiveness, and continued to stare at him with a stone cold expression.

Jeongin, who've squirming around and practically begging jisung to stop, tripped over his own to feet, and landed face first onto the floor.

Minho watched everything unfold before his very eyes, unable to formulate words. He simply stared. 👁👄👁

Eventually though, jisung remembered about the fire, and proceeded to put that out instead of spraying the poor boy.

"A- are you okay?" Minho leaned down next to jeongin, who laid limp in the floor.

"He's fineee" jisung answered, looking at the duo.

"I feel like dying." Jeongin answered slightly muffled, since he was laying face first on the floor.

"See? Perfectly fine" jisung said nonchalantly, leaving to put the fire extinguisher back in its place.

"Little bitch" jeongin whispered, getting up from the floor. He winced in pain, his leg had been hurt pretty bad due to the fall.

With the help of Minho, he stood up, leaning on the boys shoulder for support. He leaned his head in the boys shoulder, wrapping his arms around him.

Minho smiled, side hugging the younger. "You okay, innie?" Minho asked, running his free hand through the brunettes hair.

"I hope he chokes on a dick." jeongin whispered into Minho's shoulder, now fully hugging the older. Minho chuckled, hugging his back.

"To be fair, he's probably like that." Minho giggled, shrugging.

"Don't we all wanna choke on a di-"

"Jeongin! That's... not untrue-"

"Don't be ashamed, we're just homornal" jeongin proudly stated, placing his hands on his hips.

"...I'm scared for you, jeongin"

"Same."

"Okay, enough talking. Let me see if you got hurt."

"Why we're so many people looking at me weird? like have you never seen a gay man covered in flour, holding a fire extinguisher, strutting down the hallway? The audaci-" jisung, who'd just entered the kitchen, stopped talking immediately after he'd witnessed the scene Infront of him.

Minhos one arm wrapped around jeongin, his other hand cupping the boys face. Jeongins arms were wrapped loosely around the other waist, they're faces dangerously close.

"You look fine." Minho said.

Jisung on the other hand, was not fine. Jisung though Minho was flirting with jeongin, since he'd just called the boy fine. Obviously Minho hadn't meant that in the way jisung thought he did.

Yet, jisung still burned with jealousy. Of course, Minho flirts with everyone, why would he think Jisung was special?

Why's jeongin so close to Minho? Does he like Minho? I though he liked hyuniin?

Does really like everyone EXCEPT me?

Does nobody like me?

Jisung felt conflicted. He didn't even know who he was jealous of. Was it minho? jeongin?

But, he doesn't like Minho. Right?

So why did he fell to angered when jeongin was so close to him? It was he angered because Minho was flirting with jeongin?

Jisung shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore. He walked back to the living room, sitting down in the couch with a blank expression. He figured a bit of anime could distract him from his feelings.

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"-and if you get it dirty, I will slit your throat." Minho said, walking into the living room.

"Oh hyung, you're funnyyy" jeongin laughed off minhos threat. He wasn't serious, of course he wasn't.

"I won't hesitate to kill again." Minho stated, calmly walking over to the couch.

"Wait, agai-"

"Don't question it."

"Y-you're joking, right?"

"..."

"Right?"

"Maybe." Oh, and don't worry, Minho didn't actually kill anyone. He was just trying to intimidate jeongin. The time he almost burned hyuniins arm with the air fryer was purely a freak accident. Minho 100% did not mean to do that. Or, so he told everyone.

"...I'll let that slide for now" jeongin suspiciously eyed Minho,

"Ayo, whatcha watching ji" jeongin jumped onto the couch, warping one of his arms around jisung.

"Ooooh Tokyo ghoul, my favorite! The best part is whe-"

"Don't spoil it for me! I'm still in the first season." Minho walked into the living room, sitting on the other side of the couch, next to jisung.

Great, here was trying to ignore his feelings, and now the cause then was sitting right on to him. Just great.

"Oh, sorry" jeongin answered sheepishly, scratching the back of his nape.

Jisung tried his best to ignore them, instead giving all his attention into the screen infront of him.

"Soo, are we just going to ignore the fact that Minho almost burned the house down?" Jeongin asked, looking up at the others.

Jisung looked at jeongin, his heart skipping a beat for a second. He'd always loved jeongins eyes. They reminded him of the starts. They shone bright like the stars in a clear sky. He looked so innocent, so adorable.

Jisung, completely dazed by jeongin, finally looked away and answered "let's all just pretend that never happened, alright? If Felix finds out he'll kill us."

"But... I'll feel bad if we lie to him."

Jisung looked towards Minho, who you guessed it, also made jisungs heart skip a beat. Jisung now looked into minhos eyes. Minho's eyes reminded Minho of the sea, so mysterious and alluring. He'd get draw in, and lost in them every time he looked.

He shook his head once again, trying to calm down his racing by heart.

"Felix will literally kill us, there's no way we're letting him find out!" Jisung answered, looking back at the TV screen.

"But-" Minho got up from the couch, standing directly infront of jisung now. "-he deserves to know!"

Jeongin also got up from the couch, standing right next to minho. He pouted and continued "yea, it IS his house after all."

Jisung leaned back into the couch, his face heating up.

God dammit they both looked so adorable-

It was as if there was a whole butterfly exhibit in his stomach.

Minho seemed to notice his uneasiness. He worriedly asked "Why are you turning red, jisun-"

"I'm fine! It's just hot in here! Phew, someone turn on the AC!" Jisung cut of Minho. He pulled on the hem of his shirt, fanning himself with his hands.

Minho totally didn't stare at jisungs arms. He also definitely didn't think about jisung choking him.

He did not think that.

"Jisung, it's September, it is literally freezing outside-" jeongin said, skeptically.

"I said it's hot okay- let me go turn on the AC, brb!" Jisung yelled, running away from there as fast as he could.

He ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. He leaned his back against the wall, breathing heavily. He bit his bottom lip, trying to erase the image of a certain two people.

He sighed, ruffling his hair. He walked towards the sink, turning the tap on. He splashed some cold water onto his face, trying to stop himself from heating up. He turned off the tap, leaning his palms against the edge of the counter.

The boy stared at his own reflection, getting lost into though.

Great, now Minho ALSO looks cute to me. Just fan-fucking-tastic. Way to go, hann jisung, you hopeless romantic.

He groaned, burying his face in the palm of his hands.

He knew he'd have to stop his feelings from growing, or he'd be in deep trouble.

But there was a problem. A nervous though that made jisung extremely uneasy.

There may be a slight possibility that jisung had already fallen. Fallen in deep. So deep in-fact, it may be too late.

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I really hopped from fire in a kitchen to a fucking love triangle in 1 chapter

Currently contemplating changing the title from "wrong number | Chanlix" to "Wrong Number | A Love Triangle Of Which I Have No Idea Where Its Headed"🤠

My mind honestly🤠💅

Also like, shone is such a weird word

Like, it's past tense for shine

But it's so weird, like it doenst even sound like a word-

Anygays, I didn't proofread it, so sorry if it sucks no makes no sense whatsoever

Also I need to rant-

I saw this anime called: girlfriend, girlfriend

And it's SO bad

It's like, a really bad representation of being poly

But also kinda lesbian in a way

So yea

It sucks-

Infact, it's so bad it's good?

Idk I hate it- but I also don't-🤡

Otay that's all-🤡🤠

Meme of the day:

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It's so good, I want to give you a 10

But I can't do that

So I give you the opportunity to sit on my fac-

Okay I will not continue that sentence🤠

Okay but genuinely the "yee yeE-" is so good like-

THIS is peak comedy

This IS the standard.

(ALSO IM SORRY FOR UPDATING LATE I LOW-KEY THOUGH I ALREADY DID UT YESTERDAY- TURNS OUT I JUST SAVED IT INSTEAD OF PUBLISHING IT DIJWJSJKSJSJSJK

I SHOULD GET SOME HELP-

OJAY HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT GOODBYE)


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