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a typical day in EXO's dorm
exo-k's leader sighed as he made himself a cup of coffee one morning in may. he sat down at an unoccupied chair in the living room, pondering about life. is this what god had planned for him?
he scanned the room and noticed a few things. at the corner, you'll see baekhyun, legs crossed like a lady might i add, cutting his delicate fingernails and focusing. he won't clean that up, junmyeon shook his head.
in the kitchen, he found chanyeol making himself breakfast half-asleep. he poured the milk into his cereal, and... he doesn't have a bowl. he won't clean that up either.
"JUNMYEON HYUNG LOOK JONGDAE HYUNG WON'T GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE," a wild sehun shouted, pouting and pointing at his smaller yet older hyung jongdae. jongdae had on a quite satisfied face with his eyes squinted and mouth wide open, as he fell down to the floor laughing, sehun's phone in hand.
all junmyeon could do was shake his head once again.
zitao was curled up in a ball rocking back and forth muttering inaudible things with his phone by his side which lit up every two seconds. junmyeon understood the kid. everyone should learn that doing just that will solve everything, including the decision between staying in an international k-pop boy group or leaving.
yixing and minseok were nowhere to be found, just by junmyeon's luck. those two plus kyungsoo were the only actual adults in exo. well, when yixing's not spacing out.
kyungsoo and jongin went to the practice room early.
if luhan were still here, he'd be no help in the round either. well, let's be honest, so would yifan.
junmyeon's wonderful question was still lurking in his mind, searching for at least a vague answer, but nothing. kim junmyeon, popular idol group exo's leader and lead vocalist, was sitting at their lovely dorm drinking cold coffee at 6:30 in the morning, babysitting five grown men (more or less). what a life, he thought. and all he could do was smile.
