Dylmas AU: Ice Cream!

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3rd person's POV

Thomas. A great food eater but mind you, he never fails to get skinny.

But right now, he's craving for food.

And it's summer; days are hot.

The only thing is, he doesn't have any food in their household. The fridge is empty. Even ice, for goodness' sake!

It's surprising that their fridge doesn't give enough coldness to Thomas.

"Why the hell is this my life."

He swore, he'd like to live inside a freezer every summer.

"My summer sucks. I'm too—"

His ranting was interrupted by a phone ring. A phone ring. Who the hell will bother message him on a hot summer day that's got everyone out of town?

"Oh fuck. Ki Hong."

He waited for another 2 rings before he answered the phone, because why not?

"Ki Hong, my man! How are you?"

"Since when did you start speaking like that?"

"Nice greeting. Thank you."

"So, you wanna go outside?"

"It's super hot, Ki Hong. Are you seriously asking me to go out? In a weather like this? Wrong person, you dialed."

"Cut it, you'll come with me. Whether you like it or not. I'll come there in 5."

"Ki Hong, no ple—shit."

Ki Hong already hung up on Thomas, and he just couldn't keep the grunt coming out of his mouth.

Because once Ki Hong sets his mind onto things he planned, you never wanna argue it with him. So might as well, go with him.

(ᵕ́ૢ‧̮ᵕ̀ૢ)* ੈ✩‧ After 5 minutes (ᵕ́ૢ‧̮ᵕ̀ૢ)* ੈ✩‧

"I'm very well surprised Thomas, you're with me this time. But you actually look

like shit; that's not a problem. You can find a way to make yourself decent."

"Hi to you too. Nice greeting, once again."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go. Be thankful I came here to save your ass and not make you spend your whole day in your house."

"Does your AC work?"

"Hell yeah, you bet."

"You have a car?"

"Dude, it's a Corvette one. Hop on in."

╮(╯▽╰)╭ Timeskip ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Thomas and Ki Hong looked so high, like they accidentally smelt something, but no.

They both continued to sing on the top of their lungs that the radio's blasting on the speakers.

They're just weird little shits on the road, headed to nowhere. They seem like a couple, they're cute.

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