THE MIXNINE HOUSEㅣtop 9 boys

❝ from seoul to beijing, and beijing to seoul. ❝

"I don't want to go homeee." i whined, as me and jinyoung hauled our suitcases into the airport.

"yesterday you said you wanted to go home!" jinyoung said.

i rolled my eyes. "whatever. it was fun here. even with you." i said, muttering the last part.

jinyoung obviously heard it, getting all up in my face with the idiot-smirk of his. "i know."

"never mind." i said. "you sure know how to make me take back my words, jinyoung."

"aw come on you know you had a great time with me. even though we fought for half of the trip and ignored each other for the other half, it's cool." jinyoung said.

"whatever." i said.

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we were now on the airplane and flying back to seoul. this is when i realized that not once at all, did the other eight doofusses at home called or texted me or jinyoung to check up on how we were doing. not even once. they must've been either having a blast without us or not care about us at all.

tsk tsk. i'm shaking my head in disappointment. when i get back the house better be spotless and beautifully organized, or i'll probably slit their throats.

i had also realized, that i yet again had to go to the toilet but it seemed like jinyoung was using it with his lack of presence. also little jinnie kept whining so i assumed she probably needed to take a tinkle tinkle too.

i stood up anyways and headed for the bathroom, there was probably two in the plane anyways.

i stood outside the second occupied bathroom and scowled, rolling my eyes.

but then it finally opened, and jinyoung came out, scaring me half to death.

"fancy seeing you here." jinyoung said.

"you take forever." i said. "what were you doing in there, ma–"

jinyoung grabbed my shoulders before i could say anything else, pulling me into bathroom with him and pushing me against the door to close it. "you have a really dirty mind you know that–"

i tried to cover my flustered-ness even though this was the second time this had happened and i rolled my eyes. "says the one who has some weird wall kink–"

"i do not!"

"yes you do!"

"that's weird, hyejin."

"you're weird, jinyoung." i said and cleared my throat. "now if you please, let go of me so i can pee and so the other people in the plane think we're doing some weird shit in here–"

"oh, they don't have to think." jinyoung muttered seductively.

i choked on thin air. "i will bitch-slap you and your fucking jokes yeah it will be hilarious when i throw you off of this planE–"

"NOW MOVE SO I CAN PEE." i added.

"does little hyejinnie need me to help her go pee~?" jinyoung asked in a baby voice.

i lifted my knee and landed a straight hit in between jinyoung's legs where the sun don't shine. "i swear to god i will make the place of your death inside this tiny-ass bathroom of the airplane."

jinyoung let out an "OW!" and a "HYEJIN!!"

"shh." i said. "now get the hell out."

"okay honey." jinyoung cooed after getting his balls together, brushing the bottom of my chin with his fingertips and then leaving.

i let out an exhausted breath after he left.

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on the ride back to the mixnine household, i had fallen in a deep sleep due to the slight jet lag. or because i just like to sleep.

i let out an annoyed groan at the sight of the house again. the house is so ugly, seeing it now. i didn't even know why i thought it was pretty before. it was probably even uglier inside, which i was not excited to see at all.

"i bet they're waiting for our arrival inside, ready to throw a party." i said.

"i bet they're not even gonna notice we just returned." jinyoung said.

"okay true." i said, unlocking the door.

we stepped inside, and i was extremely elated to see that it wasn't too messy starting from the entrance.

but i stepped into the living room, and i had dropped everything, my breath getting knocked out of me.

then, i let out a high-pitched scream of bloody murder.

what happened in here?

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