Faces Of You

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  The male groaned as he was shaken awake, swatting the hand away he turned to his side to sleep more, only to hear the squelching of something under him.

    Opening his eyes, he looked down to try and figure out what the hell he just laid on.

   He groaned seeing the red stains of tomato sauce on his white pants.

"Fuck,"

   "That's what you get for falling asleep on the floor like a dumbass,"

   Hyunjin groaned and not very graciously stood up. He had laid on a stupid plate of spaghetti.

  "Fuck off, Song," he muttered.

   Mingi hummed, "It's what you get for getting stoned to so much that you fall asleep on the floor,"

   The ravenet huffed and ran a hand through his hair, "I didn't fall asleep on the floor I fell asleep on the damn beanbag. Where is it?"

  "Oh. Jeongin broke it. He and Seungmin were doing something with it in the pool and they broke it," Mingi explained.

    Hyunjin should be more surprised, but those two demons were always up to something even before Jeongin got to college.

   He swears it was them who caught the dance studio on fire, but no one believed him because the two were just too cute. He'd prove that it was them one day though.

    "Who needs a bean bag in the pool?" Hyunjin questioned.

  "Honestly, I don't know and I don't want to know what they were trying to do. Anyways, get cleaned up it is the first day of shopping week. Do have to warn you though, professor Jung has his eyes on you,"

  "Gross,"

  "Not like that, you dimwit. You need to take his science class, I am pretty sure he made a deal with office where you have to take the class. Also professor Jung and Min are married," Mingi clarified.

   Hyunjin threw his head back and stomped his feet. He was very well aware that he looked like a two year old throwing a tantrum but he really didn't care.

   "How are you popular?" Mingi questioned.
  
    Hyunjin took a breath and looked at Mingi, "Because I am hot and I am an art major,"

  "You know that there is more about you than your looks,"

  The younger shrugged, "Don't get soft on me now, Song. Anyway, I should get ready to go,"

    Before Mingi could say anything, Hyunjin began walking down the hall to his room.

  Hyunjin pursed his lips.

  Was there wreally more to him than looks?