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⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 – 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

Ⰶ║ August 18 2020 ║Ⰶ

Mark, Jeno, and Hendery share a look, smile at each other, and then turn back to the scene in front of them: Xiaojun, Donghyuck, and Jaemin together in the kitchen. Donghyuck was showing Xiaojun how to make a proper sundubu-jjigae, and Jaemin had fallen asleep at the kitchen table with a pad and paper in front of him, his glasses half off his face.

The other three (Jeno, Mark, Hendery) had just come in from scouting the beach and other houses for any resources they might have needed. It was sundown, and dinner was almost ready if the smell was anything to go off of, making Mark head right into the living room to sit on a chair and wait– the other two joined him not long after.

"You three look exhausted," Xiaojun said after noticing them, his face sheeny from cooking. "Did you find anything?"

Hendery nodded. "These two are good at it, much better than me at least."

"Oh please," Mark scoffed but was interrupted.

"No I mean it, dude. They found so much shit for us to use. I hadn't even thought that we'd like– run out of towels or something. And you Jeno–"

"I literally just followed the two of you around as a fake lookout," Jeno said, rubbing his face with his hands.

"No, you ran right for the bathrooms to get whatever meds you could. I would not have thought of that." Hendery said energetically, meanwhile Jeno choked on air and Mark was laughing– the two of them knowing the real reason Jeno was doing that.

Xiaojun smiled. "I'm glad these two could be your brain."

"I hate you."

"No you don't. Anywho, dinner should be ready in..." he turned to look at Donghyuck who only held up 3 fingers. "3 minutes. Which is perfect timing, because you three need to decide who sets the table and who cleans up."

Mark, Jeno, and Hendery let out a collective groan.

"This has gotta be like...homophobic or something, bro."

"I, personally, vote for Mark." Jeno raised his hand. "He hasn't broken a sweat all day, and me and Hendery have."

Xiaojun leaves them to argue over the chores, knowing he'll probably have to set the table himself in the end. He looked at Donghyuck who was pushing the food onto a dish with some difficulty.

"Should I wake up Jaemin?"

"If you succeed, I will literally kiss you," Donghyuck said with no hint of a joke. "He sleeps like a corpse, it's basically impossible to get that guy to be coherent before his biological clock says he can."

Xiaojun wanted to gasp and laugh, but he wasn't sure which would be more fitting. "I– can anyone wake him up?"

"Only Jisung, so maybe you should bring him in here. Unless you want me to actually kiss you?" Donghyuck turned around and gave kissy faces to Xiaojun who chuckled.