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Chapter 11: Bra Sniffer

Minho had had enough. Not of pussies, but of Ava's loudspeakers.

Tonight, in particular, he had not gotten a girl. No girl calling him 'master' tonight? Aw, sad.

And you might question what got him to change his mind. No, it's not erectile dysfunction. No, you're wrong again, it's not bed bugs either. Not enough clean bedsheets? That could be a reason, but unfortunately, that wasn't the case tonight. He had an agenda in mind, and it was exactly what he had said previously in the day: 

To steal his neighbor's speakers. 

Minho peeked at her room from his balcony at 3 AM. Legend says that it's the time for the Devil to appear -- makes sense as to why the author writes this at 3 AM. 

As he peeked, he could still hear faint music playing from her room, and the sound of her snores. She snores? Disgusting! Cut off your goddamn nose! If he dates a girl, she should definitely not be a snorer. 

(spoiler [or not]: this is an enemies to lovers) 

So, troubled by her lack of conscience regarding the sleep schedule of her neighbor (LOOK WHO'S TALKING), he planned to steal her speakers tonight. With the help of whom? Guess, guess? Wrong answers only. 

"Minhoooo," Jisung yawned, sitting on his bed, "I'm sleepy!" 

"Shut up, we have more things to take care of," Minho shushed him. 

"Like?" 

"The loudspeakers!" 

Jisung groaned. 

"Come, she's asleep," Minho tossed a sock at Jisung. 

"The fuck is this for?" Jisung watched in utter horror as Minho wore a sock on his face. 

"To hide our identities." 

"Bro? This looks like a face condom!" Jisung was cranky, and for all the good reasons. We don't blame him.

"Zip it and wear it, Jisung." 

"Now that sounds like a condom commercial." 

"Can you hurry up?" Minho groaned, and Jisung, disgusted, brought the sock closer to his face and smelled it, "When did you last wash it?" 

"...I don't really remember." 

Jisung sniffed it harder, as if it was coke (the author knows this because she watched Udta Punjab), and then remarked, "This smells like turpentine. Now, I would generally question it, but I'm too tired and sleepy." 

"Alright, bro," Minho said, "I have a ladder. We just have to jump the fence and climb up the ladder to her balcony, and then unplug the speakers and get them back. Understood?" 

Jisung was on the verge of falling asleep, "We have the fence, we have to jump the speaker and unplug the ladder. Yeah." 

"...Good," Minho could no longer argue. 

And so, it all went successfully -- the two robbers jumped the fence and attached the ladder to Ava's balcony, and started climbing up. Jisung could swear that he could have easily fallen asleep on the third step of the ladder, but then he would be in the enemy's territory and he did not want to be a martyr already. 

The two tip-toed into Ava's bedroom, where she was sound asleep while Kill This Love by BLACKPINK played relentlessly. Minho began to question the bane of her existence, because who on earth sleeps while listening to trumpets? 

Jisung yawned and whispered to his accomplice, "I'm gonna *yawn* annoy Hwang. I *yawn* will not let him see the *yawn* light of the day."

"Okay, you do you," Minho nodded, and Jisung crawled out of the room. 

Now that he was alone, and had his target right in front of him, he malevolently grinned. You can also picture him rubbing his hands together like a Disney villain, while evilly grinning and having a malicious glint in his eyes. 

But as he stepped forward, he took a glance at Ava's face, barely lit up by the slight moonshine. And, even though he did not want to admit it, she looked adorable while sleeping. 

"But she snores," he whispered to himself. Alright, bro; denial it is. 

So karma struck him the second he took a step; he slipped on something and fell on his butt, eliciting a loud yell, waking Ava up. 

She hadn't even opened her eyes when she automatically lit up the bedside lamp and grabbed a frying pan lying beside her, alarmed, "IF YOU COME NEAR ME, I'LL SLAM YOUR WEEWOO SO HARD THAT IT'LL LOOK LIKE A COOKIE DOUGH!" 

"Fuck!" Minho groaned, picking up what he had slipped on, and Ava finally opened her eyes. 

And it was horrifying, because Minho was apparently holding a... bra? 

Minho and Ava looked at the bra in his hand, and then at each other, and for a moment, no one said anything... 

...Until Ava screamed, "WERE YOU SNIFFING MY BRA?" 

"WHA- NO!" 

"YOU'RE A BRA SNIFFER, AREN'T YOU?" 

"WHAT THE FUCK?" 

"YOU'RE DISGUSTING! GET OUT!" Ava jumped off her bed with her frying pan and Minho stood on his feet. But he wish he hadn't, for Ava the Great faintly hit his bottom with the frying pan, angered and embarrassed. 

"JISUNG! RUN!" 

But he didn't come. 

"JUMP OUT OR I'LL THROW YOU OFF!" Ava threatened him with the frying pan, and not wanting to have another go at the bottom, Minho ran for his life. 

"UGH!" 

(a/n: i don't smoke weed btw 

I AM LITERALLY 2 FOLLOWERS AWAY FROM 3K ARE YOU KIDDING ME RN 

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