biased || choi youngjae

bias

"I don't bias any of you, you all suck!" I yell, trying to get out of Jackson's lap, but he holds me tightly as I struggle my hardest.

"My bias is the airplane, hahaha," Kay jokes, poking her tongue out at the boys, they all whine and point at themselves, trying to tell us to pick them as their bias.

"You'll have to win a competition to win our love, and affection," I suggest, they all start cheering and I mentally face palm.

"Aegyo competition!" Kay yells, jumping up and down. I knew she would say something like that.

"That's not fair Mark will win!" Jackson yells, and the others first disagree because they want to be the cutest, but they all eventually agree that Mark would win an aegyo competition.

"Exactly," Kay laughs, clapping loudly at her own joke while the other's just watch her with their eyebrows raised. "What other ideas do you guys have then?"

"Muscle competition!" Jackson cheers, the others all groan at him because that is another obvious competition winner.

"Meme competition?" Bambam suggests, they all raise and eyebrow but shake their head.

"Hey what about a pick up line competition?" Kay suggests, and I automatically roll my eyes because that is the most awkward thing I have ever heard in my life, no thank you.

"HEY I HAVE SOME GOOD ONES!" Yugyeom yells, jumping up and down. Jinyoung stares him down and he becomes quiet again.

"Let's do that then!" Jaebeom finally comments, "It sounds fair enough."

"We'll need to have some time to prepare!" Jackson suggests from behind me, pushing me up from his lap and getting his phone out - probably to look up some good pick up lines.

"No internet allowed, it has to come from your brain!" Jinyoung says, hitting Jackson on the back of his head with a cushion, stealing his phone and putting it to the side. "Not that there's anything in that brain of yours."

"Okay, what order should we do it?" Jaebeom asks, standing up from where he was sat against the mirror on the floor.

"Rock paper scissors to go first, then choose?" Mark suggests, mimicking the game with his hand as he says it. The others all nod and then go into a circle to play the choosing game. I watch them from the couch waiting for one of them to win the game and go first.

"Who said this was a good idea?" I mouth to Kay, but she just silently chuckles and shakes her head. I frown at her angrily and look back over at the group of boys who seem to have found a winner.

"Me first!" Jackson yells, excitedly running around the dance studio in victory.