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"Ah, suga.. Your mouth always seems to get in the way of that handsome face." He retorted with a kuchen exaggerated sigh and a bat of his eyelashes, grabbing the sticky note from the refrigerator after Suga had stepped out from in front if him. He read it once more and shook his head as he tossed it in the trash all the while Suga had been switching out their foundations. Rapmon first grabbed  an orange to munch on as Suga shouted from their room, and at first he was hesitant, looking up at the ceiling with his brows furrowed as he listened to the older males request. "What in the.." He whispered to himself, pondering on the thought for long enough a time for him to get his oranges skin off completely. He peeled off one of the wedges and shoved it in his mouth as he sauntered back to their room and straight to the dresser. "I guess that's alright, but I don't need it all over." He said in between chewing and shuffling for a shirt through his drawers. "Really.. I don't get you at all.." He said, nomming on a new piece of orange as he pulled out a black and very loose tank top and then a light grey cardigan. "And why are we lying to our fans?" He joked, tossing the two articles of clothing on his bed and switching to another drawer and pulling out a pair of light blue jeans with a few holes near the knees and upper thigh on the right side.

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