You Don't Have To Change A Thing

"Hey... Yes I know you're working, I'm sorry... I didn't know this would happen, me and my members were talking, a few things happened yesterday and we needed to speak about it, it devolved I to god knows what and they found out I have a boyfriend... No they don't know who he is yet... They're coming over later so they can be properly introduced... You already knew?... He told you didn't he?... And he invited you all?... And you already told the others?... Wonderful... Brilliant... That man's going to be the absolute death of me I swear... Sorry... I am not your baby brother... Please don't say both of us are your baby brothers that makes it feel weird... Please stop... Thank you... I don't mean to be rude, but our apartment will not fit all of us... Do not book a private room at a restaurant!... We aren't going to yours for this... Or his... Fine you can come, if you have to sit on each others laps so be it... Hang on, what? You did not tell me that!... You clearly have some things to tell me, and he does aswell so fine you can come... I'll message you when he gets here... See you later... Yes I love you too... Don't make it weird both of us are very, very gay... Goodbye." Chan hung up his phone once again, sighing at his friends.

"You're all going to need to help me in moving the furniture so over 20 people can sit in our apartment. Some will probably sit on each others laps so we might not need as much." Chan looked up to the rest of the members, who all stood to let Chan direct and help them to move the furniture so they had enough space for everyone.

They were just about finished when voices started yelling outside the door and multiple hard knuckles were pressed against the door. Chan looked around the room before motioning for everyone to sit as he went to the door to invite the guests in. 7 mouths gaped open as 7 others burst through the door, slapping Chan's hands or giving him a hug as they went in, the last being Chans boyfriend who held on to Chan as the door closed.

The 8 walked over to sit down, BamBam still clinging onto Chan as if he were the last person alive.

"So, everyone, this is GOT7, and this idiot clinging onto me, is my boyfriend, BamBam." Chan smiled as BamBam kissed his cheek holding his hand and the members of GOT7 started fake gagging at the display of affection they were all used to, but liked to make fun off.

"Chan. Please tell me that the 3 nights a week that you don't come back are actually spent working and not with your boyfriend." Seungmin covered the maknaes ears quickly as Minho spoke.

Both Chan and BamBam went red at what Minho was insinuating, not helped at all by GOT7 laughing and falling over each other. The younger members of Stray Kids also blushing as they watched the scene unfold, feeling the embarrassment radiating off of their leader.

"I only spend the night at his like, twice a month, he comes over here a lot aswell, god knows how you haven't noticed and the overwhelming majority of the time what you are implying does not happen. And speaking of Twice I need to message Sana, seeing as how someone couldn't keep his mouth shut." Chan's glare redirected from Minho to BamBam at the end of his words, eliciting giggles from almost everyone as he pulled out his phone to message Sana.

"I just had a thought." Hyunjin blurted out, everyone turning to them, "In our survival show, BamBam-Sunbaenim said that he was supposed to debut with us in Stray Kids but debuted with GOT7 by accident, right? You two have been together since before GOT7 debuted. I'm not going to say exactly what I mean because of the child, but I think I speak for everyone by saying thank God you are in different groups." Hyunjin finished, leaning back and looking horrified as they put their arm around a traumatized Jeongin.

"He's right. Also you can just call us Hyungs, seeing as how these two are out in the open now I have a feeling we'll be seeing each other more." Jackson laughed out as BamBam once again went red. Chan made eye contact with Hyunjin, asking a silent question before speaking.