upstaged || markhyuck

05. shut up, jaemin.

"guys," said renjun, looking up from his phone. "guys."

jaemin and jeno were in the middle of an intense and complex clapping game that seemed to get faster and faster each time they repeated it, leaving them almost collapsing in giggles on jaemin's sofa. it was the sort of game that had renjun worried that one or both of his friends would lose a finger.

or an eye.

"guys," renjun repeated from where he was curled up on the armchair.

"yo!" said jaemin, slapping at jeno's hands.

"donghyuck finished rehearsals," the chinese boy answered.

"uh-huh?" jeno replied, frowning as he concentrated hard on his hands.

"he's on his way," renjun explained over the noise, "like, right now."

"okay, jeez," jaemin remarked.

"what? i'm just relaying information," renjun defended himself.

jeno turned around and gave renjun the brightest smile that the smaller thought he might faint.

"ha!" jaemin declared, slapping jeno in the face for good measure. "i win."

"ow," jeno complained with a pout. renjun got up and went to jeno's side, the latter hugging his middle as renjun patted his head.

"since when did you turn into hyuck?" renjun questioned.

"god forbid," said jaemin's brother, jaehyun, as he appeared in the doorway.

"go away," jaemin said plaintively.

jaehyun offered a sunny smile on his journey towards the kitchen.

"hi, jaehyun," jeno and renjun said in unison.

jaehyun responded with a knowing look.

"did you get rid of the high school musical dvds, hyung?" jaemin questioned. "hyuck will put them on if he gets his hands on them."

"is the pizza arriving soon?" jaehyun asked instead of answering, returning with a glass of milk.

"hyung," jaemin whined.

renjun and jeno exchanged a glance before mimicking, "hyung~"

"oh my god, shut up. hyung, seriously."

"why would i throw them out? i love high school musical," jaehyun replied.

jaemin gave a groan. "did you at least hide them?"

"yeah, sure," jaehyun replied, "let me know when the pizza arrives." the mousey-haired guy headed out of the living room, his glass of milk already half-finished.

"who said- yes, hyung," jaemin finished obediently after jaehyun glanced at him over his shoulder.

jaemin and jeno resumed their dangerous clapping game after jeno pulled renjun to sit beside him on the arm of the sofa. jeno leaned his head back against the smaller boy's side as he slapped at jaemin's hands, less eager to win than the former was. renjun absently stroked jeno's black hair as his two friends played their stupid game.

the doorbell rang, prompting jeno to jump up from the sofa like it was his cue. he ran to the door to yank it open.

"pizza?" jaemin called hopefully.

"no, it's me, bitches. now where's the fucking pizza?"

jaemin rolled his eyes and motioned for renjun to sit beside him on the sofa.