"WHO POSTED THIS?!" Rania stood in the kitchen, holding a whisk and shoving her phone into Minho's and Jisungs face.
On the screen of the item: A picture of her, sleeping, drooling, hair all over the place, and the cherry on the cake: the pretty, well-curved and uneven mustache drawn under her nose.
Jisung was trembling, she was scary. He admitted that much. But he would never admit how anxious that whisk actually made him.
Minho on the other hand, smiled calmly. One way to try and manipulate others, which in this case was Rania. But unfortunately for him, it didn't work.
She pushed the whisk right under Minho's chin. "Don't you dare act calm. You're like my teacher when one of the boys in our class acted up. I liked them."
"The boys?" Minho raised an eyebrow and smirked, making Rania roll her eyes. "No. The teacher. And I don't wanna associate someone as asocial as you with someone as great as my teacher. Because you are the literal opposite and the only good thing about you are Soonie, Doongi and Dori."
"And when were at that, if you ever dare to neglect my babies I'll really kill you with this whisk while keeping them in my pocket."
With all her lashing out on Minho, she failed to notice that Jisung successfully got out of her hand and hid in his room. As soon as she took a deep breath again, Minho took a careful step to the side. "May I go... ... maybe? ... okayyy... I-I was just kidding... ooof couuurse I wanna stay..."
"Great. Please finish cooking. Chan promised he'd be here in 20 minutes so I hope he didn't lie again. If he does I'll throw his laptop out of the window and make him watch it fall and crash."
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