THE MIXNINE HOUSEㅣtop 9 boys

❝ what the hell ❝

I managed to get to the house i would be keeping (after 50 years of buses), and stopped, admiring it.

the size was very good. it looked quite big, and the color was a nice simple gray, very aesthetic indeed. i made my way into the front door and took out the keys.

"they even have a car i can use..." i snickered. "i'm going to have a freaking blast."

after staying outside for 15 minutes straight trying to unlock the door, because it was basically,

complicated as that.

but i managed to unlock it, stepping inside. but the exact moment i stepped inside, i regretted it. maybe i shouldn't have been able to unlock the door.

how can they be this messy?!

already, when i stepped in, there were a whole stock PILE of shoes, thrown carelessly around.

i dragged my luggage inside (without tripping over something), and entered the living room.

it was a fucking mess. and that was an understatement.

boxes, and boxes of pizza, chicken, burgers, every takeout food you can imagine--it's boxes we're laying everywhere, on the floor, sofas, counters, IT SOMEHOW MADE IT ON TOP OF THE CLOCK--

"you've got to be kidding me." i said to myself. "are they pigs or something?!"

i am not cleaning this up for them. i thought. i'll beat their asses until they clean their mess up themselves.

i made my way upstairs, into the hallway of multiple rooms. i walked down, remembering the office lady telling me my room was the very last one down in the hallway.

i stepped in, opening the door. it was quite spacious, with a small bed and a vanity inside. it had some decorating to do, but first i needed money to even do that.

are any of them home? i wondered and walked out after putting my luggage away. i decided to check each and every one of the rooms.

i didn't even know anything about these 9 wild boys i would be staying with. but they were under yg so maybe a group that's getting debuted soon??

the first room had nobody inside, but three beds. it was honestly quite neat. more so than that fucking living room of theirs.

the second room had also three beds, but was an aBSOLUTE MESS. just stepping inside and seeing it made me lose my appetite for 50 years.

i walked towards the last room, expecting nobody to be inside, just like the previous ones.

i turned the doorknob open, and flung the door open.

then i froze.

shit.

indeed, there was somebody home.