hit ; soonhoon

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"hey jihoon can you buy me hair dye??" the ghost said, approaching jihoon.

"how do you know my name?" jihoon blurts out,

"did you know that your papers in moving in my house existed?" the ghost shot at him, leaving a jihoon facepalming.

"oh.." jihoon hummed back and ruffled his soft blonde hair.

"sooo, will you take me to a salon?"

"people can't see you?!"

"i can actually make people see me."

"then prove it."

soonyoung nodded as specks of dust surrounded him and after all the magic..

"ouch!" the ghost fell on the ground.

"AH! IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I DID THIS!"

"CAN YOU NOT YELL?!"

"WHY NOT?!?!!"

"because we have neighbors."

"i have a name you know!"

"you never told me.."

"oh! my bad! i'm soonyoung!, kwon soonyoung."

"that's a horrible name."

"hey! that's rude!"

"i know."

"hmp."

"k."

soonyoung rolled his eyes as he ran towards his room, changing his clothes.

jihoon raised an eyebrow and followed soonyoungs destination.

jihoon went up the stairs and stopped at the bedroom beside his own.

as he was about to open the door, soonyoung opened it and they both widened their eyes

"hi jihoon!" soonyoung happily greets him.

"what's this?" jihoon asks

"oh! it's my room, come in!"

"ah n-" jihoon was cut off when suddenly soonyoung pulled him towards his room.

jihoons lips parted in awe.

'this is the biggest room i have ever seen'

he admired soonyoungs bedroom, he eyes his furniture and stuff in it.

he even has a huge bed and a couch-bed.

after checking his decent room out, a certain door caught his attention.

it was a door in the color black.

"what's that room?"

soonyoung smiles and leads him to it.

"open it."

as he opened the door, a huge mirror greets him on the way in.

there was a tv, speakers, it's just like an idols practice room, oh wait it is a practice room.

"woah." jihoon admired the whole room, he had a wooden shiny (kinda) floor.

it also had a closet, a bathroom, and a stack of- notebooks.??

does he compose too?

jihoon picks one up and opens it.

"what do these patterns mean, soonyoung?"

"oh! that's my choreography!"

"you...dance?"

"yes!"

"wow."

soonyoung smirked and wobbled his eyebrows infront of jihoon.

"i see you're star struck." soonyoung says with a wink and jihoon fakely pukes.

"NO WHAT THE FUCK SOONYOUNG"

"Oh come on, buddy! you can hit on me right?"

jihoon hits soonyoungs back and coughs.

"WHAT THE FUCK JIHOON."

"you told me that I could hit you, idiot!"

"what I meant was hit on me, not hit me!"

"you deserved it."

"hit me hit me hit me up!"
(pick me pick me pick me up-)

"shutup, you still need to buy me a new guitar."

"then will you go to the salon with me?"

"deal."

"okay!"