[𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘧𝘪𝘤] - ongoing
❝we've been through bloodshed, tears, and numerous near death experiences. what makes you think being an idol would be hard for us?❞
❝you don't know the half of it.❞
the government and media are hot on the gang's trail...
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damon watched everyone lounge around lazily, not bothering to lift a muscle due to the dance practice that went by way too slowly. when a knock on their door was heard, everyone pretended they couldn't hear it.
"are you guys really not going to get the door?" damon asked incredulously. there was a wave of murmurs and the only distinct voice being alastair saying. "whoever heard the door gets the door." damon sighed and trudged towards it, opening the door to see sun.
damon looked to see if elias was there with them, to which sun noticed. "boss is busy right now, but i came since i've noticed you've been wasting a lot of money on delivery." sun said as he held up some bags.
"thank god for delivery." oliver mumbled from where he was laying on the couch. "what'd you bring?" l.jun asked, walking over to take some of it from sun's hands.
"if i were to open your fridge i'd probably only find drinks," sun said as he stalked over to the piece of furniture, opening it to see exactly what he was expecting. "water, soda, milk, beer, more alcohol. aren't there kids living here?" sun asked.
"yeah but he's twenty years old." alastair said, giving oliver a high five after he laughed at his joke. "i meant ming but the other kid works too." sun mumbled.
"ming hasn't been a kid since he turned four." damon said, leaning against the wall, arms crossed. he watched sun move the drinks away and start to store the food he bought away. "at least my bones don't crack from just breathing." ming said. damon didn't know if he should glare at ming or at huojun who tried to stifle his laughter.
"does anyone here know how to cook?" sun asked the five members situated in the living room, all looking away. "do your new teammates know how?" they shrugged.
"do you guys even know each other's names?" sun asked sarcastically, walking over to the rooms. he peaked inside to see eden and yoko arguing playfully about the game they were playing. "do you guys have a moment?" he asked. eden jumped slightly at the sudden intrusion and yoko looked back to see their manager.
"sun!" eden yelled, not too loudly, excitement in his voice. their manager greeted him with a smile before beginning to speak. "i came by to give you some stuff, i was just wondering if any of you know how to cook? or at least not burn the house down?"
"we know how." yoko said with a nod. "then i'm hoping you're okay with also feeding five giant gang members?" eden held a thumbs up.
"you can count on us." sun sighed in relief, at least they won't starve to death. "thank you. i'll be leaving now, i can't stay for too long. i'm hoping everything is fine between all of you?" sun asked hopefully.
"it's been fine." yoko said. sun already knew about ming's hatred from the many rants sun's had to hear from their youngest member, but sun just sighed in relief. "that's what i was hoping to hear. have any of you guys eaten yet?"
