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neighbors!au

In which dowoon's winx club theme song alarm wakes wonpil up every morning

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note: i adore dowoon's singing voice, so please don't think i hate it after you read this fic, lol

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"that's it. i'm filing a petition."

wonpil and brian were sitting at the wall connecting the brunette's apartment to the one beside his, their ears pressed to the plaster. the faint sound of a terrible voice singing could be heard from the shower next door, the deep voice barely catching any of the right notes in got7's 'if you do.'

"it's not that bad," brian tried to convince both himself and his frustrated friend. his lip curled up in distaste as the sound of a particularly butchered note entered his ear a second later.

"see?!" wonpil dramatically flailed his arms around and continued, "but it's worse in the morning! he wakes up at 4:30 — well I do — because his fucking Winx alarm blares on and on until he turns it off at 5:00!!! it's fucking doing things to me!!" the enraged brunette dragged a finger under his eye, dramatically tracing out the dark circle flanking it like a shadow. "i want him to just drop dead already, hyung!"

"now now, don't say things like that," younghyun eased, stroking his friend's shoulder to calm him down. "he's a bad neighbor, not a murderer—"

"he might as well be a murderer with how much he tortures my fucking ears with his shitty loud habits! that blaring alarm has deprived me of countless hours of sleep, and i feel shitty every day because of it!"

brian sighed out in defeat. there was nothing he could do — he wasn't the one getting blasted with the fucking winx theme tune every morning, now, was he?

a few minutes later, wonpil paced around his living/dining room while brian sat on his couch. "why don't we go meet him, first? then you can decide whether or not you want to get him kicked out, or whatever..."

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