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jeongin enters the apartment, exhaustion evident all over his face.
it's relatively quiet, save for the hum of the air conditioner and the unintelligible chatting from the television.
no muffled murmuring, or, otherwise bickering, elicting from neither minho nor seungmin’s seperate bedrooms.

removing his shoes, he further enters the apartment.

a bundle of white that rests on the sofa catches his eye.
he needs to conduct no further investigation; this has already become a expected part of their routine after a day of endless schedules.

he lowers his entire body weight onto the white lump, a deep groan elicits from underneath.
the lump struggles to move under the restriction of jeongin and eventually a nest of blonde hair and freckled cheeks peaks out from underneath.
“how was vocal practice?”
a tired felix mumbles, only slightly muffled by the blanket.
“exhausting as always, but, practice makes perfect.”
jeongin sighs.

he presses a kiss on the top of felix’s unruly hair; he turns to the television, his attention piqued by the drama playing in the background.
he loses interest immediately finding that they were speaking english; he's not too familiar with the language to understand the heated argument they seem to be having based on their tone.

“where'd they go?”
he asks, referring to the cat and puppy that live with them.
felix opens his mouth, nothing comes out; he hesitates for a heartbeat, trying to remember what the two left for.
“would you believe me if i said i forgot?”
felix returns, a sheepish smile hidden under the white blanket, his eyes crinkling upwards the only   evidence that it’s there.

jeongin smiles gently; fondness written all over his face.
“it's very believable, and honestly i wouldn't expect anything less.”
he teased, leaving a small kiss on felix’s lips; the latter kisses back instinctively.

at least it was supposed to small, it must have lasted a heartbeat too long,
“no pda in the living room.”
they hear ruin the relaxed atmosphere, minho’s voice most likely; felix sighs underneath him, he must be just as agitated as jeongin himself.
“we got all the ingredients for your diabetes infused brownies you asked for.”
seungmin interjects; felix pats jeongin’s shoulder, a signal for him to climb off.

felix hops up from the sofa, shuffling towards the kitchen.
“seungmin and i are going out.”
minho announces, dragging a confused seungmin with his small hand through the front door.
felix ignores him, rummaging through the plastic bags, going through his mental checklist to make sure everything is accounted for.

“innie, come help me and be my assistant.”
felix insists, looking over at jeongin still accupying the living room, readying to turn on the gaming console.
jeongin looks back, meeting felix's large, expecting eyes; he’s a weak man.

he trudges from the living room into the kitchen; felix’s bright smiles makes missing out on video games worth it.
“so, what do you want me to do?”
jeongin asks, shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodies.
“well, you can help me by passing the ingredients i need; something easy to start with.”
felix answers; he goes to preheat the oven, pulling out bowls and measuring cups from the cupboard.