Supermarket tears || jongsang

2.

Yeosang sighed throwing a couple things into his cart, jongho rounded the corner of the shopping isle he was in. "Yeosang your getting cookies- because i am not eating another piece of toast for a snack ever again" yeosang rolled his eyes with a dorky smile on his face, they finished their shopping spree and headed to jonghos house.

"When do you go back to work again?" Jongho asked unlocking the front door to his house, "Thursday" yeosang replied bringing the few bags he had to the kitchen and setting them on the counter, "i have work Thursday morning so i could drop you off when i get back, or you could just come with me and i could drop you off on our way home" jongho said with taking a drink of yeosangs coffee, before sticking out his tongue and making a disgusted face "how do you even drink this" yeosang took his coffee back and set it next to him. "You wouldn't mind me coming with you?" He asked. "No, i dont have much to do anyways" jongho replied, which lead yeosang to his next question "what is your job anyways" he took a sip of his coffee, "i'm an artist, i actually dont spend much time here at all. I'm usually in the dorm with my other friends, maybe you can meet them" he answered putting away everything they'd just bought "oh thats cool, and yeah maybe" yeosang said staring off into jonghos room.

"Why's your room so white?" He asked mindlessly. "Hey dont slander me for liking white" jongho turned around towards yeosang with an offended look on his face, yeosang turned towards him with a huh face. "Your closet is a whole black hole"- he blinked. "I also like the color black" Jongho replied. "Yeah but your rooms so boring, spice it up where's the flavOr" yeosang held out his hand with the tips of his fingers together (this: 🤌). "Oh yeah what's so special about your room" jongho waited for his answer with raised eyebrows. "It has more than one color to it" yeosang answered looking up at the younger, jonghos brows dropped back to their original position "oh whatever" he rolled his eyes and took a seat next to yeosang, taking another sip of his coffee and once again hating it "once again, how do you even drink that" he stuck out his tongue "so bitter" yeosang laughed at his misery "i dont have a sweet tooth like you thats why"

They sat there for a while just doing whatever, one thing led to another and suddenly the couch was being moved and they were playing twister.

"Right foot green" yeosang told jongho who made some sort of pained noise and tried moving his foot which led him hitting yeosangs leg pushing yeosang who grabbed jongho resulting in them falling over each other both laughing their asses off. They both rolled over staring at the ceiling, "you suck at twister" yeosang laughed, "yeah well maybe if you hadn't grabbed my leg" jongho laughed aswell.

After around three hours they found themselves eating on jonghos kitchen floor, not that he didnt have chairs or a table or anything, that's just where they ended up. On the floor eating dollar store sushi and orange juice talking about whatever came to mind. Which led to yeosang passing out on his couch, and jongho on the living room floor.

The following morning wasnt so pleasant for jongho, he was soar because floors just couldn't be squishy could they. Yeosang was already up watching something on his phone and drinking his coffee from yesterday. Jongho groaned dramatically "ohhh the pain, its agonizing"he whined reaching his hand in the air and letting it drop. "The real problem is waking up to your painfully bright living room" yeosang whined draping his arm over his eyes. "Oh be quiet at least you aren't a stiff as a steel wall" jongho said sitting up. The other crossed his arms "and how would you know that" which jongho replied to by rolling his eyes playfully.

"At least your taste in music is good" yeosang said as he laid in the backseat of jonghos car, "you say that like everything else is" the younger replied with an offended tone, "i know" yeosang replied simply, causing jongho to reach his arm into the back seat smacking yeosangs arm "rude!" Yeosang just laughed and stared at the roof of the car simply getting lost in his thoughts as he always did. 

"Yeosang-" jongho called out for what the fourth-? Fifth time? Yeosang was finally pulled out of his head "hm? Sorry" he answered sitting up. "We're here" jongho said opening the drivers door,  yeosang followed him out of the car and into the large building. The two walked through said large building for a short time before they arrived in front of a door which you could immediately hear screaming behind, very high pitched, it reminded yeosang of wooyoung all to much. The door opened and there were four boys, two of which were in the middle of killing each other the other two calmly sitting on the couch on their phones acting as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "The baby has arrived!!" One of the standing boys screamed causing two more boys to walk out from a room also simultaneously trying to kill each other, one of which he recognized immediately. It seemed like that was mutual as both of their wyes widened at the sight of the other.

"Yeosang- what are you doing here" the other finally spoke, yeosang just pointed at jongho- "i didnt know you knew each other" jongho said looking at the two of them, "so this is where you disappeared off to" yeosang started towards wooyoung who immediately started running from him.  "IM SORRY- AHH DONT KILL ME PLEASE- IM INNOCENT" wooyoung screamed in his desperate flee from his best friend- they were gone for around five maybe six minutes before yeosang came out with a satisfied smile on his face "hi I'm yeosang" he said the six of the boys he didnt know. 

Everyone started speaking created a verbal mess, to which one of the taller ones stood up from the couch "ok everyone be quiet, Jesus do i have to do everything around here" he sighed then smiled at yeosang "hi I'm seonghwa" "

this" he motioned to the one sitting beside him on the couch "is hongjoong" the guy waved although his attention remained on his phone, 

"these two" he pointyed to two absolute giants even whilst sitting down "are mingi" the one to the left waved "and yunho" the other one did the same thing. 

And our problem child, he pointed to someone who was in fact in the process of strangling wooyoung "is San"

The rest of the day went by pretty quick, yeosang and the rest of the boys were all good friends, they found themselves watching the princess and the frog eating lunchables at 4 am. Yeosang was about 4 seconds from passing out on Yunhos leg, jongho had been asleep on the floor for a while wooyoung and San were cuddled up sleeping on the floor aswell, mingi was asleep on yunhos shoulder. As for seonghwa and hongjoong their legs were in some sort of a jumble between them, they all looked as comfortable as one could get. Yeosang felt happy as he drifted off into his soft slumber.