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18:30
"how are you gonna ask what we're having for dinner and then not eat?" heeseung deadpans, staring at fawn across the table.
"'cause i'm not hungry? you can't force me to eat, lee heeseung. what are you? my babysitter?" she answers him with a quip. sunghoon snorts, his chopsticks clacking against his plate when he accidentally drops them. ni-ki looks away from the table to avoid another situation where he spits all over everyone from laughing. he's pretty sure his friends wouldn't be as forgiving if they were covered in kimchi fried rice.
you sigh, poking at your food. at least there weren't any fires this time. (you don't speak about the time you all celebrated valentine's day at the dorm.) that's really all you could ask for when it came to your friends. there was no way there'd ever be a peaceful time when all ten of you were together. it was practically asking for chaos.
"why did you have to use my full name?" the eldest asks, his eyebrows scrunched together.
"i felt like it," fawn shrugs. she points at her boyfriend's plate and smiles. "jongseongie can i have some?"
typical. you were used to this behavior from her, saying she 'only wants a bite' but if she gets her own, it'll go to waste. in reality, you think she's just lazy. as much as he doesn't want to give in and get called whipped by his group mates, he does anyways. because he is in fact whipped for his girlfriend. all of you watch with faux cringes as he feeds her with his spoon, leaving the hyperactive dancer satisfied.
"i want to gouge my eyes out. someone please hand me an ice cream scoop or something." sunoo gags, a grimace crossing his features. he grips the edge of the table and hunches over. "i'm trying to eat here."
this is what finally breaks ni-ki and kimchi fried rice goes flying everywhere.
it takes everything in you to not stand up from the table and walk out of their dorm, but upon seeing the distressed look on your features, jungwon takes your wrist in his hand gently. jake's forehead nearly slams against the table the minute he bursts into laughter, clutching his stomach.
"jake! it's not funny!" juno frowns, deadpanning at their boyfriend who's inches away from falling out of his seat. she then directs her attention to their 'son.' "riki!"
"i— i'm— i'm sorry— i can't— this— help—" jake wheezes, tears spilling from the corners of his eyes.
"i tried to keep it together, i swear! i just couldn't do it anymore." ni-ki laughs, giving napkins to both heeseung and sunghoon who happened to get attacked. the former looks like he's on the verge of either crying or throwing up.
