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FIFTEEN ~ Burgers and Swim Breaks

HOLY

PIECES

OF SHIT

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

HOLY SHIT GUYS THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH OH MY GOD IM SCREAMING AND CRYING AT THE SAME TIME SERIOUSLY

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IM SO PROUD OF US. YOU CANT IMAGINE HOW HAPPY I AM. IM LITERALLY SHITTING MY PANTS.

THANK YOU BAKED POTATOES SO FUCKING MUCH OHHHH MY GODDDD

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"We sort of don't have all day, love birds," Minhyuk sighed from the doorway to the backyard. I turned to him, rushing to move away from Jooheon in our position.

He had this impatient look on his face, sighing, but I could tell that he was happy to see us like that.

Jooheon's ears reddened, and I blushed too.

"Right, the burgers. I'll get them on the grill. Now if you'd just," Jooheon cleared his throat and made shooing gestures with his hands, and Minhyuk grinned before stepping out the door.

Jooheon sighed and looked down at me.

"I should probably go and get the burgers. Minhyuk isn't exactly patient with waiting for food," Jooheon said, cupping the back of his neck. He turned his head, and glanced back at me.

I nodded. "Okay, I'll be outside."

I walked out, and Minhyuk jumped me as soon as I did. "What did you guys do?" He squealed, jumping up and down.

"Don't answer the question, Summer," Wonho called from the pool, resting his chin on his forearms as he looked at us. "He watched the whole thing through the glass door."

Minhyuk threw an air slap at Wonho, and turned back to me.

"I mean... it was a little awkward, I guess," I said, blushing.

"No it wasn't! I saw. You were so passionately in love," Minhyuk swooned as he recalled the events that unfolded inside the house, where it was meant to be private.

"Minhyukkie, stop bothering Summer and come and sit by me," Shownu said, patting the deckchair he was sitting on. Minhyuk didn't hesitate to sit right in front of Shownu, making Shownu's biceps wrap around him. He leant back on his bare chest and sighed in content.

Jooheon walked out the door and went straight to the grill, with a bag of burger patties in one hand and a bag of burger buns in the other. "Wonho, help me get the sauces and other stuff."

I sat down on a deck chair near the grill, and Jooheon soon came back with Wonho, his arms full of ingredients for burgers.

"What type of sauce do you like on your burgers, Summer?" Wonho asked me as he set the condiments down on a table.