2 HWANG (FEMALE READER)

Two 둘

Sam’s POV

“Guard me, guard me, guard me!”

“GUARD ME BRO I'M GETTING SHOT!” Felix moves closer to the T.V, eyes popping out of his skull, sweat on his forehead, aggressively pressing on the controller buttons.

“BRO WHAT ARE YOU DOING–I died.” He throws the controller on the couch and throws his hands in the air.

“Felix could you please keep it down!” Minho yells from the kitchen, adding the finishing touches to the dinner he made for everyone which was quesadillas with rice and broccoli. Hyunjin being caught stealing pieces from our plates is being slapped away by Minho, pouting in the process. We're all currently in Minho and Jisung’s apartment, getting ready for a sleepover. Hyunjin comes walking over to me with the same pout still on his face.

“Minho-hyung won’t let me taste the food.” He comes and hugs me from behind as I'm sitting up on the couch, watching Felix getting back on the game after his short tantrum.

“Hyunjin get the fuck off of me.” I turned as far as I could to face him. He knows I hate skinship. Him on the other hand fucking lives for that shit and has to touch someone every second of his life. Not even a millisecond later I get slapped on the side of the head.

“Meanie.” He lets go of me and is still counting to pout.

“Go to Felix y'all both love that touchy shit that's what he's there for.” I shew him away and I kid you not, this mother fucker actually slapped me on my throat, directly on my Adams apple. It took me a minute as I was coughing constantly for a good thirty seconds until I finally got to push him off the couch, hearing a loud thud echo through the apartment.

I looked at Hyunjin who was now laying flat on his back on the floor, his face beginning to form like he was about to cry? Scream? Either way it meant I was in trouble.

His mouth is opening..

He better not.

“OOUUUCHH!” He begins to scream even more causing everyone to look over at us.

“Sam-ah what did you do to him!” Chan storms in bending down to check on him.

“Nothing! I just pushed him, he's being dramatic.” I defend myself.

“My back hurts Hyung.” Hyunjin says, clinging onto Chan like his life depends on it. I rolled my eyes at his nonsense; the fall was barely a foot.

“He’ll be fine.” I roll my eyes again as I watch Chan put him on the couch, rubbing his head to comfort him.

“He's not a baby.” I say.

“He's our baby, now put your hands on him again and you'll be wet in red.” Minho threatens me, pointing at me with a knife in his hands before cutting the last piece of the quesadillas and setting up the plates.

“How come I don't get that treatment?”

“Because Hyunjin’s cute.” Changbin adds

“We have the same face!”

“Yeah but you're an ass.” Jisung adds himself.

“But you're our ass and we love you.” I.N says coming to sit on the couch with us, patting my back.

I playfully rolled my eyes at them and made sure I was the first at the table seeing as Minho was beginning to place the plates down, everyone else followed except for Felix.

“Felix dinner.” Chan states.

“Be there in a sec.” Felix says somehow closer to the T.V. than he was earlier, showing clear signs he's not joining us anytime soon.