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thirty two

(a/n: quick side note! i never thought i'd be able to stretch this story to over twenty chapters and look where we are right now TT btw thanks so much for loving & supporting this book! i personally love this book loads (both when i'm writing AND proof reading it) and i'm glad you guys are enjoying it! if you aren't, feel free to tell me what's not sitting well with you in the story and i'll gladly take it away / change it / add it! enjoy the book, everyone <3)

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"please listen carefully to this, guys. it isn't funny- oh God, please stop flirting, you guys." seonghwa frowned and pointed towards the two boys that were sitting in the middle of the warehouse. everyone was at the ground level, sitting in a little circle surrounding wooyoung and san.

wooyoung was currently laying on his back, his head on san's lap as the older threads his fingers between wooyoung's hair. wooyoung hummed at the feeling and grinned at seonghwa, "you jealous, hyung? maybe you're touch deprived, hm?"

seonghwa's face immediately reddened, "n-no! shut up!"

hongjoong chuckled lightly and shook his head, "you three are unbelievable. stop messing around before i forbid you and hyunjin going out every day."

hyunjin sat straight up from his laid down position, "what the hell, joongie?! don't drag me into this shit."

hongjoong sent hyunjin a glare and hyunjin groaned, "you're so goddamn annoying. wooyoung, cut it off. i wanna be able to go out."

"you know what, let's just go through the plan one more time." yeosang interrupted what seemed to be a glaring contest between hongjoong and wooyoung. seonghwa smiled thankfully towards the younger boy and turned to the other four boys.

"okay. you two are going to meet up with taehyungie hyung at quarter past one (a/n: that's 1:15 if anyone's confused). where are you two meeting him?" seonghwa asked, his gaze fixated on the couple sitting in the middle of the circle.

"outside the cafe we were at four days ago." wooyoung replied, "i then start a conversation between the three of us and make sure taehyungie hyung feels comfortable with san."

seonghwa nodded and looked over to the purple-haired boy, who sighed, "youngie will then go to the toilet and that's when i ask about jimin ssi, pretending that i'm an overprotective boyfriend only wanting to know my boyfriend's friends."

seonghwa hummed and grinned, "this is amazing! you guys have two hours to get ready. remember, i'll be right there with you in your ear, quite literally. now shoo, make sure you're presentable for taehyungie hyung!"

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QUARTER PAST ONE.

"where the hell is he?" wooyoung muttered as he tapped his feet against the dull grey pavement. wooyoung wouldn't say he's impatient, but he certainly does not like it when people were late.

a man with green — more like mint — hair ran towards the couple from across the street and san was basically squirmy the entire time the man was running to cross the traffic.

"wooyoung! san — are you cool with me calling you san?" san nodded and taehyung grinned, "great! let's go in, i'm starving."

wooyoung immediately latched himself on taehyung's arm and pouted, "hyung, you know how much i hate it when people are late. we were here since one and it's one thirty already! please be on time next time, hyung."

taehyung chuckled lightly and patted wooyoung's hair, "okay, fine. just because you're asking nicely. anyways, how are you guys?"