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"ah! jen—mmfh!"

—was the first thing renjun heard when he woke up.

it has only been 5 days since he and haechan hung out together, and ever since, he'd always be the first one to enter his mind when he wakes up.

but sadly now its just his friends moan, but haechans still running around in his mind

BUT WHY????)?)?)?)?!)!)?)=9#%%

letting out an annoyed groan at how disgusting his friends are, he pulls his phone out, not expecting to see a bunch of messages from some group chat he didn't know he was in.

jisung:
Are you trying to sound straight

mark:
what r u talking about🤨🤨

chenle:
acting like u dont have feelings for yuta😒😒

renjun has entered the chat

haechan:
renjuns online!

renjun has left the chat

chenle:
NO COME BACK

haechan:
did i say something wrong😭😭

jisung:
💀

renjun has entered the chat

renjun:
this may be so sudden
but can i stay with one of u
preferably someone who knows how to cook
jeno and jaemin are killing my ears

mark:
Poor thing

renjun:
i have a name.

mark:
Poor renjun

chenle:
Are you okay with noisy neighbors?

renjun:
your neighbor reminds me why i like men

jisung:
i cant cook☹️☹️☹️
can we hang out tmr instead

mark:
instant noodles every breakfast, lunch and dinner?😋

renjun:
instant headache

mark:
😔

haechan:
moms cooking a feast this afternoon
ill send u the address if youre coming :D

renjun:
what type of food will be there?

haechan:
quite picky arent u😭
idk like hotpot or something

renjun:
send address rn ☺️❤️

jisung:
can we still hang out💔

--

"i'll be out until later!!" renjun yelled out as he tied his shoelaces, running out of the apartment as if his life depended on it, which actually did.

renjun finally escaped hell, feeling new to the peaceful atmosphere and the sound of the busy road, it was like he never heard jeno and jaemin having sex

he happily walked to the address haechan sent him, it was only nine in the morning and hes already so energetic and happy for someone who woke up to disturbing stuff.

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