12: A Flour-covered monster

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Dongmin caught the bus just in time, slipping into a window seat and settling in for the ride. He plugged in his earphones and mindlessly scrolled through his phone, hoping for a text from Woonhak. As soon as he opened the chat app, a message popped up.

Woonhak:
Guess who's back~ ;)

Dongmin sighed. Of course Woonhak had somehow sensed the moment he went online.

Dongmin:
Just when I thought the world was finally quiet.

Woonhak:
Didn't you say you miss me?

Dongmin:
No, I didn't. I was having a great time without your idiocy clogging my inbox.

Woonhak:
Well, hate to break it to you, but I was taking a well-deserved rest. Recharge the brain cells, y'know?

Dongmin:
Considering how few you have, I'm surprised it took four days.

Woonhak:
Pfft, funny. But now I'm in real danger.

Dongmin raised an eyebrow, already preparing for some ridiculous story.

Dongmin:
Oh? What did you do this time, trip over air again?

Woonhak:
Worse. Much worse.

Dongmin:
This better be good.

Woonhak:
So, my sister was being super annoying. Like, classic little sisters. So, I decided to get a little revenge.

Dongmin's eyes narrowed. This was bound to be dumb.

Dongmin:
I can already tell this is going to be idiotic.

Woonhak:
Hear me out! I filled her hair dryer with flour.

Dongmin blinked, staring at his screen in disbelief. Was this guy for real?

Dongmin:
...You what?

Woonhak:
You know, flour. The powdery stuff. So when she went to dry her hair, boom - flour shower. 💥😈

Dongmin closed his eyes, shaking his head as he bit back a smile. He really didn't want to find this amusing.

Dongmin:
You're an actual menace.

Woonhak:
I mean, yeah. But it was worth it. You should've seen her face when the flour exploded all over her. 😆

Dongmin:
I bet she's out for your blood now.

Woonhak:
Yup, and now I'm in hiding.

Dongmin:
Where? Under your bed? Or did you run away to join the circus?😒

Woonhak:
Even better. I'm in the closet. Been here for like 30 minutes now.

Dongmin couldn't help it. He chuckled, imagining Woonhak squeezed inside some cramped closet, hiding like a kid.

Dongmin:
You're hiding in the closet? Are you five?

Woonhak:
Desperate times, Taesanie. She's still stomping around outside looking for me.

Dongmin glanced out the window, still fighting the grin threatening to spread across his face. He couldn't believe how ridiculous this guy was.

Dongmin:
And what's your master plan here? Live in the closet forever?

Woonhak:
Hey, it's cozy in here. Plus, I've got snacks. I could last a while.

Dongmin:
Snacks? What are you, preparing for the apocalypse?

Woonhak:
She's scarier than a zombie invasion.

Dongmin chuckled to himself, then quickly wiped the grin off his face when the person next to him glanced over.

Dongmin:
You're ridiculous.

Woonhak:
You're just jealous you didn't think of something as brilliant as flour in a hair dryer.

Dongmin:
Yeah, definitely jealous of your incredible stupidity.🤡

Woonhak:
Admit it, you're laughing.

Dongmin:
I'm really not.

Woonhak:
Liar. I bet you cracked a smile at least.

Dongmin leaned his head against the window, watching the world blur by. He hated that Woonhak was right.

Dongmin:
I might've, but not because of you. Maybe I saw a funny cat video.

Woonhak:
I'll take it. A win's a win.

Dongmin:
So, how long do you plan to stay in the closet?

Woonhak:
Until it's safe to come out, obviously. Or until my snacks run out. Whichever happens first.

Dongmin:
Well, good luck surviving. I'm sure your sister is going to skin you alive when she finds you.

Woonhak:
Yeah, she probably will. But hey, at least I'll go down as a legend.

Dongmin:
A legend of stupidity, sure.

Woonhak:
A legend nonetheless ;)

Dongmin:
Good luck with that. Let me know if you make it out alive.

Woonhak:
Will do! If you don't hear from me, assume I've been taken out by a flour-covered monster.

Dongmin:
If only we were so lucky😩

Woonhak:
Hey, don't pretend you don't care. Deep down, you miss me.

Dongmin:
Deep down, I'm rooting for your sister.

He smirked at his phone, imagining the chaos on the other side of the conversation. Whatever happened to Woonhak, at least it was entertaining.

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Sorry for taking a while to update. I wasn't in a good mood this week. College started and I get tired after coming back. I wish I could write something for leehan and riwoo for their birthdays, I'm just lazy :') speaking of which, I'm only 10 days younger than Leehan. He and I could have been good friends.

I find gongfourz very cute these days. I wanna write about them being evil twins, Taesan the mastermind and Leehan as his partner in crime. And what if Sungho has to babysit these two. Muahahahha. Or maybe I'll write a bnd ff where everyone is cat :3 ...honestly these are just my shower thoughts. Bye.

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