chapter III

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"may i know why there is nothing to clean the house with?"

"uuuh," junghwa stopped in his tracks. he was about to head out to meet his group, but guess who invaded once again his privacy? aussie boi.

"i don't spend a lot of time here, so i ask for a cleaner to come once in a while. today and yesterday were exceptions, since you're new to the house, but i am usually not really present."

"do you not come home everyday?"

junghwa ignored chris' gaze and nervously played with the sleeve of his white oversized hoodie, "no? it doesn't mean that you can party everyday though. i don't like the smell of alcohol so please refrain from having parties here."

"i won't, don't worry."

"thank you," junghwa exited his apartment, took a deep breath to calm down his heartbeat and continued to walk.

chris smiled to himself, "glad that i kept my washing supplies," he undid a box and put everything where it was supposed to be.

"how old?" the maknae of the group raised an eyebrow, waiting for his hyung's answer.

"not your business jun."

"do i know him?"

"not your business jun."

"older than you?"

"ok i'm done with you," the poor leader stopped typing on his computer, rolled his chair back and tried to push the maknae off of his lap, "go awAY YOU INSECT, I CAN'T CONCENTRATE WITH YOU HERE, YOU'RE LIKE A MOSQUITO."

meet cha hyeonjun, the maknae of the group BRØKEN.

jun's smirk changed to a frown. he stoop up, and jumped in the couch and fake cried.

jihae enters in a hurry, with a face showing pure horror and anger, "whO MADE MY CUTE GRIZZLY BABY CRY? WHO THE FRACKITY FRACK? IMMA THROW SOME HANDS."

junghwa started to become pale, "u-uh."

junghwa raised both of his hands, as if jihae was a policeman, "i swear i did not hit him nor broke his heart, it wasn't my fault, jiji baby."

jun's face now showed pure surprise, he forgot about how whipped jiji is for their leader.

the cameraman entered junghwa's studio, filming the scene.

junghwa put on his prettiest smile and waved, "hello FRAGMENTS, how was your day~?" his change in expression showed how experienced he is, "don't mind our cute little jun, he just wanted attention," he giggled and continued to talk in a sing-song voice.

meanwhile, chris arrived at JYP, covered in sweat, still trying to catch his breath. he was too focused on cleaning and unpacking his stuff that he forgot to go to 'work'.

he entered, passed the security guards and took the elevator.

he greeted multiple people on his way to where he was supposed to be; being the cute social bean he is.

he was walking down the hallway until he heard a familiar voice yelling, "aYEEE MA BOI, CHRISTOPHER BANG," in a weird accent.

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