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We are dropping by Chan hyung's!.

Dropping by. That's what they said and told their parents. But these boys have been cooped in Chan's home for 3 days now.

Don't misunderstand him. He loves them being here but they should have just said they were visiting not dropping by.

Their parents were even happy when none of them came home after the first two days.

"Hyung", Jeongin called, walking into the sitting room with a bowl of seolleongtang.

"Mmh?", Chan asked, looking up from the couch where he laid. Before the boy could speak, Chan interrupted him, "Jeongin-ah, you should have brought your clothes with you. Oh goodness"

Jeongin smiled cutely. He was wearing one of Chan's shirt and shorts again. "I forgot to pack some", he sat on the couch, moving Chan's feet away.

Chan groaned quietly. Please, when are they returning home?.

Jeongin dropped his bowl on the table and Chan was suddenly coloured intrigued. He sat up, peeking a glance into the bowl. His lips parted softly. He just realised now that he was really hungry. "Where did you seolleongtang from?. I don't remember my mom preparing any?"

Jeongin slurped on the soup on his spoon. "Oh it's really good"

This tease.

"Han Jisung!!!!", a random scream. "You motherfucking prick of a human!!!!"

Chan and his maknae flinched in place. "Seungmin?", they said at once, looking at each other.

Jisung came running out from the room he always stayed in whenever he visited. He leaned on one of the railings of the balcony, looking down, searching for the cocksucker who was cursing him out when he did literally nothing. He pointed his game headsets at Chan and Jeongin. "Seungmin, where is he?"

"I'm right here", Seungmin walked out of the kitchen with a ladle. He glared up at the older boy. "What the fuck, man?"

Jisung scowled. "How the fuck do you mean what the fuck, man?. I should be fucking asking you that?. Why are you suddenly cursing me out?!"

"You came into the kitchen, didn't you?!"

If offence was a prrson, it'd be Jisung. "Yah!!!. Are you crazy?!!!. Did you see me come into the kitchen?!!!"

Chan glanced at Jeongin. He definitely came from the kitchen if he is with a bowl of soup.

"Okay. Then who did?", Seungmin asked. "Who fucking came into the kitchen and stole from my pot of lunch?!!!. That's something only you would do!", Seungmin fumed, waving the ladle in his hand. If not for one thing, he would have thrown it at him. "How can I be in the kitchen all day, and then you waltz your way in there to reap where you did not fucking sow?!"

Jeongin painfully realised that he was the culprit. He sneakily pushed the bowl to Chan and the older scowled, pushing it back.

"Kim Seungmin, I did not do that. I didn't even know you were in the kitchen. The fuck"

Seungmin finally turned towards Chan. "Hyung, you saw him..", he paused, staring at the bowl in front of Jeongin. He arched a slow brow and the maknae smiled awkwardly. "Yang, what's in that bowl?"

"C-cereal", Jeongin stuttered, still with that smile. Chan almost snorted. That ain't no cereal.

"Cereal, yeah?. There is no cereal in the fucking house, you twat"

Jeongin blinked in pressure. "I-I p-packed some. You know"

"Now, what's with those stutters?!", Jisung asked, keeping his eyes on Jeongin before he took off in a run, rushing down the stairs.

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