Was it fair?

If Minho had never met Jisung, he wouldn't have felt guilty and confused.

The next morning, Jisung was already cleaning when Minho arrived at the shelter.

-Is there a reason why you called me at 3 in the morning? Jisung asked out of the blue.

-Yes. I didn't want you to think that I am using you.

-So my words were so true that it bothered you, Jisung smiled satisfied.

-No! God, just let me explain.

-Do I make you angry? Jisung took a few steps toward Minho.

-Yes, no. You are hard to handle.

-Handle? Do I look like a slave to you?

-You know I didn't mean that.

-Didn't you? Go ahead! Tell me you hate me. Tell me you hate people like me!

-Why do you like annoying people?

-It's my hobby. Some play basketball, some do integrals. I make people snap. Did I make you hate me already?

His face was so close to Minho.

The latter couldn't help but focus on his lips.

In a moment of weakness, he leaned forward.

Jisung backed off in disgust and fell to the floor.

Minho was speechless, ashamed of his actions. He wanted to help Jisung get up, but the latter ignored him.

-Listen... Stop talking to me from now on, or else I'll report you for harassment. You think you're in love? Poor boy. You're just fucking horny. You don't love me. In fact, you are disgusted by me just like everyone else. You just need a nice body to help you feel good. Skip it! Don't talk to me from now on!

-So....the boy sure has some problems. Maybe trauma. But what exactly do you want me to do? Chan asked, sitting on a couch with his glasses falling off his bridge nose.

-I don't know...

-Hmm...A better question is...what are you gonna do about him?

-He's been hurt. I wanna help him. But that proves that what he said it's correct, Minho groaned.

-Do you want me to punch him?

-No! I wanna...I wanna talk to him. I hate hearing him degrading himself like that!

-Gives me "I can change him" vibes, Chan played with his pen and bit the tip of it.

-Are you here to help or what? Minho turned to him.

-I DON'T KNOW! Min, I am a professional boxer, not a psychiatrist. Just fire the guy and go on with your life!

-You're right! I should go and prove to him that I truly care for him! Who cares what people think?

-You two brothers share the same brain cells. I swear, he sighed while rubbing his temples. You only hear what you wanna hear... Speaking of the devil, I have to go and be a matchmaker for your brother. See you!

-Wait, what?

Changbin was about to leave on the door when he met with Jeongin.

He backed off a few steps while the younger was silently judging him.

-Where are you going?

-To the gym, Changbin replied unbothered.

-You found a gym?

-Yes.

-We have a gym here too.

-I don't like this gym.

-Why not? he raised his eyebrow.

-This gym has you.

Jeongin clenched his jaw and took a deep breath.

-I am younger. Treat me a little better, alright?

-I am older. Treat me with respect, Changbin spat back.

-I am paid to be your nanny, so I deserve to know the truth. You're going on a date, aren't you?

-Why would you think that?

-I can smell your good perfume.

-You memorized my perfumes? Changbin turned in disgust.

-No. The good perfume is the one I bought you on your birthday. The bad one is just soap and thank God you're at least using that.

Changbin wanted to walk past him, tired of that conversation.

-I don't want a dating scandal, hyung... I can't afford a hiatus. It's not just your career at the stake, but mine too. Think about it...

Jeongin left Changbin alone to think thoughtfully about it.

The latter was overthinking it again.

Was it good? Was it fair? Did he have any right to date?

Chan had finished his training session and Changbin hadn't shown up yet.

Felix lost his hope and focused all his attention on Chan boxing.

The latter sat down on the bench, whipping the sweat from the back of his neck.

-I'm sorry, Lix! He is a jerk for rejecting you this cowardly.

-It's alright. It was stupid anyway.

-I'll go change, then we can grab something to eat. Sound good? Chan tried to cheer up his friend.

-Yeah, Felix answered bluntly.

After they exited the gym, the rain started pouring out of nowhere.

-Shit! Chan cursed. My umbrella is inside.

-I'll go get it! Felix said already running.

He turned on the lights and saw a silhouette sitting on the bench and scrolling through his phone.

-Hello? Have you seen an umbrella?

The guy got up and handed Felix the item.

That's when Felix could clearly saw the face. His heart stopped when he recognized his favourite idol.

-You're Felix, right?

The latter just nodded, unable to say a word.

-I'm incredibly sorry that I am late! My manager and I got into a fight. He has this talent to get inside my mind. I'm Changbin, but I guess you know that, he awkwardly rubbed his nape.

Felix shook his hand while trying to breath steady.

In his head were running thoughts and thoughts.

Should I ask him about an autograph? Should I tell him how much I admire him? Should I play it cool?

Then he got startled by the thunder.

He looked in Changbin's way and realised how tires he looked. He was human, after all. He would probably wanted to spend his free day by himself, not with a fan.

Besides, someone else was waiting for Felix outside.

-I have to go, Felix said taking the umbrella.

-What? Changbin looked at him in disbelief.

-I think you are great. I admire you so much, but my friend is waiting outside in the rain and I know you feel obligated to be here because I am your fan. Thank you for coming! he bowed before exiting.

-What took you so long? Chan opened the umbrella.

-Maybe because you left it under the bench, Felix nudged his arm with his elbow. Thank you for trying to set me up with him, by the way!

-But I failed.

-He failed. I failed. You were perfect. My perfect friend, Felix hugged him.

-I'm glad you're ok. Want me to cook my famous omlete with chocolate? he asked proudly.

-Ahm...Maybe another time.

When they arrived home, Minho was in his bed, refusing to eat or talk.

Chan sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed.

-Min? Though day?

-Horrible...he mumbled.

-Do you want me to-

-I don't want you to punch him! I wanna know why is he like that.

-So "you can change him", Chan made the quote marks before being hit in the face with a pillow. Min, I am single. I don't know shit about love. What do you want me to say? If you can't figure out your feelings towards him, how am I supposed to?

What I did to get closer to you was ratherBuilding a wall between us, I'm speechless (Sorry, I love you by Stray Kids)

_________________________________Did Felix do the right thing?

Psychiatrist Chan is so funny tho

Thank you for reading!