A one time thing.

That's what Bangchan had called whatever this was that was established between the two of you, he had gotten pretty messed up one night after a breakup and called you to come over, to help him, to help him relieve stress and any other pent up emotions he had flowing within him in that moment.

A one time thing, that's what he kept telling himself as he stared at his phone, the screen dimming due to how long it's been idle for. He huffed and clicked his tongue, turning it off. He needed relief again, something he found only you could relieve and keep him satisfied for a while.

He hated to admit how pathetic he felt right now, the frustration clouding his mind making it hard for him to think, yes, he could go for a walk, but even that was only something that helped in the moment, and when he was done walking, everything came back to protrude his already stressed filled mind.

Fifteen minutes go by and Chan can't stop thinking, he can't drown the constant want of you.

So he gives in.

Come over..

A simple text but Chan knew these words held more meaning, he knew you knew why he wanted you over.