Hyung? Get your ass down here, now!" Doyoung yelled from the front door, Johnny running down the stairs shortly after
Groaning, the grouchy brother replied, "Doyoung-ah, it's like 8am and I'm off today! The fuck you want?"
"Who have you been texting for the past few days?" Doyoung questioned, tapping his foot impatiently.
"That girl I met on Halloween. Why do you ask?"
"Te- H- She is totally not worth your time. Please, stop talking to hi- her because it will rUIN your life."
Johnny almost burst out into laughter. "So you want me to just stop talking to someone I choose to talk to? Last time I checked, I was the one supposed to tell you what to do."
"That's not my point!" Doyoung was getting more irritable by the second, "You and that girl cannot be together."
"How so?"
"She... She has something, alright?" Doyoung massaged the bridge of his nose. This wasn't supposed to play out like this.
"What? Cancer?"
"TOO MANY QUESTIONS!" The younger shouted, sighing to calm himself down, "She has... A thing. You have it too? Ugh I can't tell you. Te- He- SHE will get mad."
At this time, Johnny became confused. "You actually do know her personally?"
"Yeah," The brother said, calmly, "To tell you the truth, on halloween, I set up a prank so ssshhhhheeeeeee could get you all flustered and shit but you were so drunk that you acted like... What should I say?"
"I didn't flirt back, did I?" Johnny's eyes widened.
Laughing, Doyoung replied, "Actually, you did most of the flirting. I need to see drunk you more often! Cam't get enough!"
"Oh for fucks sake."
Doyoung looked briefly at his watch, "Well if I stay here any longer, I'll be late. Just stop talking to her, kay? BYE."
Waving his arm madly, Doyoung stepped outside the door and slammed it as fast as he could and sprinted. Johnny reckoned he wouldn't be able to catch up (and was too lazy to catch up) so he decided to text him and annoy him during his job.
***
Crackhead:
Listen up dipshit
Oh Fuck
I'm SO sorry I clicked the wrong contact ffs
Mama:
It's fine
I love an excuse to talk to you lmao
Crackhead:
Same here lol
Mama:
So who were you arguing with?
Crackhead:
My brother
He thinks I should stop talking to you for some reason
Apparently all that flirting was a prank on me
I'm pretty pissed but I am not hugely affected
It doesn't mean I have to stop talking to you
That's why he's being such a shithead
Mama:
Haha...
I wonder what that was all about
Crackhead:
You don't need to
I basically already told you
😂😂😂
Mama:
No no no
I was just wondering why he tells you to stop talking to me
There has to be some kind of reason
Right? Haha
Crackhead:
I hope so lmao
Lately he's been weird as shit
He even went as far as saying that this is going to ruin my kufe
Shit sorry
I meant life
Mama:
😂😂😂
K u f e
Lmao sorry
Crackhead:
I'm sorry for my bad spelling
Why you gotta be such a bully?
😭😂
Mama:
If you don't like it I'll stop
I'm sowwy
Crackhead:
Wait it's okay
I was just saying
Mama:
Oh sorry lmao
I've said sorry too many times
Sorry
oops, sorry I said it again
Crackhead:
Wow
Read this chat back and take a shot every time any of us says sorry
Mama:
Is that a challenge?
Crackhead:
Well, I don't see why not
I'm off for the rest of the week so I don't need to be sober
Mama:
Then I say let's do this
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I Like My Women | JohnTen NCT
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