GOING BOARDING HOUSE | SEVENTEEN group chat. (Editing)

Late

"Why the fuck are we all here again? It's been two hours and not a single soul has shown up, and I'm hungry." Soonyoung complained, his voice was tired, and his mood was sour. He fell on the large empty table that sat in the middle of the room. Seungcheol looked around the empty living room, the only sound being the younger  boys voice, echoing off the walls.

"This is a waste of time." Jihoon, who sat in the corner of the room, spoke. "There's no reason for us to be here, no one's coming."

"But-"

"No one's coming" Jihoon said firmly, cutting him off.

Soonyoung looked up at the man, his expression was cold, and the way he said the words felt final.

"Okay." Seungcheol gave in, letting out a sigh.

"Why did you even try?" Jihoon stood, his voice sounding bitter. He shook his head and crossed his arms. His attitude made Soonyoung roll his eyes. Seungcheol ignored him, and turned to Soonyoung, "Can you help me clean this place up?"

Soonyoung let out a groan, which earned him a sharp glare from the opponent man.

"Please," he added.

"Fine." Soonyoung said, defeated.

"Thank you." Seungcheol smiled.

Soonyoung grabbed the cups off the table and walked into the kitchen. The sound of Jihoon's footsteps echoed in his ears, and he knew the shorter male had followed him.

"What's up with you today?"

"I have work to do, and sitting around is a waste of my time."

"That's not an excuse to be such an ass," Soonyoung snapped.

"Excuse me?" Jihoon's head snapped towards the other man, his brows raised.

"You're so rude, and you don't need to be. You're lucky Seungcheol is a sweet person and is so nice to you. Most people wouldn't tolerate the tone you pull."

"Are you done?"

"No, I'm not," Soonyoung retorted.

"I don't have time to argue with you brat" The shorter male dismissively waved the other away.

"What the hell did you call me?"

"You heard me," Jihoon said, his tone condescending a smug grin appearing on his face.

Soonyoung narrowed his eyes at him. For a second he thought about saying something else, but decided against it.

"Fuck off"

"Gladly," Jihoon said as he walked off.

He calmed himself down and finished putting the glasses away. Afterward, he returned to the living room, where he found Seungcheol and three others sitting on the couch.

"Pff, did you threaten them?" Soonyoung stifled a laugh, seeing the other's face.
The taller of the three shook his head, his legs crossed, and his arms folded. His expression was one of annoyance. "I'm here because I was told to," Wonwoo replied, his face blank. Seungcheol, who was sitting next to him, nodded.

"Took you all long enough.  I hate waiting." Soonyoung tapped his foot on the floor.

"And yet you're still here," Wonwoo commented, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Soonyoung rolled his eyes and turned to Jihoon, who was leaning against the wall, his face void of emotion.

"Is that why you sound  so cranky?" Vernon chipped in, walking into the room, and sitting on the floor. Soonyoung turned his attention towards him and raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"