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Rapmon couldn't wipe the small smirk that was on his face; how smooth it was of Suga to fall from the top bunk. He almost made a comment about him not seeming to be a good top, but he thought the joke might have been a bit too inappropriate, and not to mention the fact that it seemed like Suga couldn't breathe - he didn't want to give the old man a heart attack either.
Once Suga was up, Rapmon released his hand and brought both hands behind his head, stretching out his limbs in hopes that they wouldn't feel so stiff after a days worth of relaxing. Sooner it later, Rapmon made his way out of their room and looked around the living room with a perplexed expression and before he could ask where the rest of the members were, the gods blessed him and saved him from using energy unnecessarily. "Oi.. You don't need to yell." He said as he approached the fridge, peering over Suga's shoulder and his brows furrowing as he read the sticky note. "It looks like we do, huh? Let's get dressed first.. Maybe we could go outside while filming that way we get better light?" Of course he wasn't expecting it, but Suga seemed to be in a better mood, and he didn't want to be the one to cause him to be anything other than content, so he'd act just as normally as any other day unless he needed to act otherwise. "Or we could film us getting ready and let our fans see our morning routines?"

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