Chapter 18

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After a few minutes of mindlessly scrolling through Twitter, Seonghwa shifts his gaze over to you.

"Princess, you awake?" Seonghwa calls, setting his phone down on the nightstand nearby.

The room goes silent and a little frown appears on Seonghwa's lips; thinking your ignoring him, he starts poking your cheek and side. You start squirming around in your sleep a bit, curling your body on top of his in hopes of blocking his prody fingers. The older blinks rapidly as he looks down at you, his heart beating a little faster than usual after realizing you're asleep.

He knew that if he woke you up, he wouldn't hear the end of it from you. Well... that's was he thought. With that thought in mind, he grabs a blanket that's next to him, carefully draping the soft fabric over you. He didn't know you could be so adorable simply curled up and sleeping on top of him.

The older carefully wraps both of his arms around your waist, quietly admiring your sleeping state. He starts to smile like an idiot as the bedroom door creek open, revealing Yeosang and Wooyoung. Seonghwa looks over at the two and all three boys make eye contact with each other for a solid minute.

Wooyoung and Yeosang start giggling as they walk out, shutting the door behind them with a faint thud. Seonghwa blinks blankly at the now closed door, shaking the thoughts in his head off as he looks back down at you.

He carefully scoots up on the bed so he could lay against the cold pillow that he's been wanting to lay on; letting out a faint sigh of relief when the cold pillow hits his warm skin. He brings you closer to him, enjoying your embrace as you continue to wander off in dream land.

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"They're so cute!" Wooyoung squeals, a little smile forming on his lips as he stomps a few times.

"Okay, okay, keep it down Young-ah." Yeosang shushes, a little chuckle escaping him. Wooyoung smiles brightly before bringing Yeosang into a back hug; resting his head on the older's shoulder as he looks at him.

"Should we apologize to Sannie for kicking him out so suddenly?"

"I think we should. We were a little harsh on him."  With that, both boys head downstairs, looking for their plushie loving and clingy friend.

"Have y'all seen San?" Wooyoung asks, stumbling slightly on the last step.

"He fell asleep with Pup." Mingi replies, his voice monotone; fingers busy and his eyes fixed onto the TV.

Wooyoung and Yeosang follow the four boys' intense gazes, not really being surprised when they see the game being played on the television.

"Let's go around so we don't get stuff thrown at us." Yeosang mumbles, Wooyoung nodding in agreement as they both walk behind the couch; being careful not to disturb the four boys who are deep into their game.

They make their way over to Yunho, Wooyoung releasing Yeosang from his back hug almost immediately. They both look over the couch, their eyes landing on San who's fast asleep, leaning against Yunho.

"What do we do? He's asleep." Yeosang asks, glancing back at Yunho, who's eyes are glued onto the television.

"Wait until he wakes up I guess..." Wooyoung mumbles, refusing to take his eyes off San.

"This might be really random but... What ever happened to the fried rice we we're making that one time?"

Wooyoung perks up at the older's question, his gaze quickly shifting over to the kitchen. He looks over at Yeosang, both boys running over to the stove after sharing the same concerned expression. They struggle to hold in their laughter when their eyes are met with the rice that's now burned to a crisp and still in the pan they left it in days ago.

"The pans still on the stove." Wooyoung says, a little giggle escaping his lips.

"The rice is blending in with the pan." Yeosang giggles. Wooyoung forces his lips together and walks over to one of the drawers; opening it and picking up a spatula before walking back over to a giggly Yeosang. He scrapes the burnt rice off the pan, uncomfortable giggles spilling out of the two of them as he does so.

"This is terrible."

"Here, eat it." Wooyoung hovers the spatula over Yeosang's mouth, watching with a smile as the older panics and shakes his head, frantically.

"I don't wanna eat it!"

"Eat it!" Wooyoung grabs Yeosang's arms and moves him closer to him, hovering the spatula over his tightly shut mouth. Both boys continue giggling as Yeosang shakes his head, finally pushing Wooyoung away after struggling to get out of his hold. The younger smiles and slips the pan off the stove, carefully setting it in the sink along with the spatula.

"I think some got in my mouth." Yeosang mumbles, rubbing his tongue against his teeth, a look of pure disgust clear on his face. Wooyoung giggles at the older's frantic hand movements before bringing him into another back hug. "Nasty." Yeosang mutters, flicking a single speck of burnt rice off his finger.

Wooyoung can't help but smile from ear to ear as he guides Yeosang back to the living room. The older watches the four boys play their game, a concentrated expression clear on his face, as Wooyoung looks down at San. He gently pats the younger's head, bringing his hand back quickly when he turns around and wrap his arms around Yunho's stomach.

A loud scream made by the four boys startles the three on the side of the room and Wooyoung quickly clamps his hands over San's hears.

"Keep it down you four! San's still asleep." Wooyoung scolds, staring daggers at the older members and Jongho.

"Mingi made us lose!" Jongho exclaims, getting up and pointing a finger at the older.

"I wasn't the reason for our loss! Jongho was because he kept walking around the map like an idiot with a barrel in his hands because he didn't know what to do with it!" Mingi yells, pointing back at the younger.

"Guys! Keep it down!" Wooyoung whines, stomping a single foot on the ground.

"I agree with Wooyoung. Let's just start up again..." Hongjoong mumbles, starting up another round as Jongho and Mingi continue staring intensely at each other.

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