Housemates' Conflicts (VIXX Fanfiction) [Rewrite]

Housemates [14]

It was just like any other day. N, Ken, Diana, Hannah and Kimmy were in the kitchen arranging together. Eventhough N was with them, Ken and Hannah determined to keep it low from his sights.

"Geez Ken! You blind or what? You're mixing the both of them! Forks goes to forks while spoons goes to spoons," Hannah scolded.

He chuckled and scratched his nape. He sheepishly smiled at her, "Sorry. I didn't see it. They looked the same," he stammered hesitantly.

She scoffed in disbelief, "Tell me something about forks and spoons that made you said that they looked the same," she folded her arms and glared at Ken in amusement.

"Good one Hannah," Kimmy laughed and continued washing the dishes.

He blinked and answered, "Well... they are used for eating," he laughed.

She sighed and smacked her forehead. "Good one Ken," N snickered, impressed before placing dishes in the top cupboards.

"Other than that?" she batted her eyelashes at him.

"They have the same brand and same type of metal-- ow ow ow!" he exclaimed and whined as Hannah tip toes and pulled on his sideburn.

"Based on their appearances?" she grinned devilishly.

"Fine. Forks are pointy while spoons are not. Happy Hannah? That's a good nickname for you. Happy Hannah," he laughed.

She cringed, "What's yours? Barbie's Boyfriend?" she retorted.

He furrowed his eyebrows at her in confusion. "Are you okay? You're really serious about today. You lit a fuse in your tampon again or is it just your time of the month?" he asked respectfully.

She sighed and let go of his sideburn. "It's nothing. I'm just stressed," she told. She washed her hands before moving upstairs to do something.

"Hey Diana. Have you seen where is Jaclyn lately?" N asked her.

Lately, she spends her time in the forest either training for self defense, ignoring N or... something that not even her friends must know.

She shrugged, "I don't know. All I know is that she needs her time. Why do you ask of her?" she smirked at him.

He cringed and flicked her forehead. She exclaimed painfully and rubbed her sore forehead. In return, she smacked his chest hard. He wheezed by the hard smack.

"Did you learn martial arts or something? That was no other smack," he wheezed.

"I'm going to take out the trash," she said with a smile.

"Go ahead," he replied.

She took 2 garbage bags and strode outside to the gates to throw it in the dumpster.

"Need a help?" a familiar voice appeared out of nowhere. She swivelled around and it was the greyish blonde haired boy again. She couldn't help but smile everytime his presence warmed up to her.

"I'm fine," she said but he insisted on helping her. She scrunched her nose and lips by his helpful attitude.

He took the garbage bags from her hands and threw them in the dumpster. He wiped his hands together and continued smiling at her.

"It was nice to meet you again after the incident in the supermarket," he chuckled and rubbed his nape. He awkwardly smiled at her.

"What's with the smile?" she chuckled in amusement.

"Oh nothing. Say... Diana... do you want to come over to my mansion?" he asked politely and slightly shy.

She blinked surprisingly, "Mansion? Wait. Do you live in these areas?" she asked curiously.