i don't like you // hyunsung.

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"Fucking rap better!" Jisung yelled, crossing his arms as he glared at Hyunjin.

"Then you should dance better!" Hyunjin spat, pushing Jisung to the blonde stumbled back, his blonde hair falling in front of his eyes.

"Maybe I will of you learn how to-"

"Stop it!" Felix yelled, stepping in between the two, he went to Hyunjin, pushing the older back before he could get to Jisung, seungmin had caught the blonde, both boys being held back from ripping each other. "I've had it with you two always fighting, we had three days with no fighting, get your act together, or-"

"Or what?" Jisung asked, shrugging out of Seungmin's hold, sighing as he grabbed his water bottle, taking a drink and wiping his mouth afterward.

"Something, but this needs to stop, I'm serious, we can hardly get through practice without you two fighting all that time and ugh, I hate it, just, stop for practice and go back to hating each other." Felix sighed.

"I don't like you." Hyunjin spat, glaring at Jisung.

"I don't like you either," Jisung told him back with just as much venom.

"Can we practice now?" Minho asked, walking into the room, he sat down at the front, a bag of chips in his hand as he looked at Hyunjin and Jisung. "I'll make a deal with you two, stop arguing for the rest of practice and the rest until our performance opening for the AMA's and I'll take Jisung back fro a month."

"Deal." The two said immediately glaring at each other.

"Thank god." Soobin replied, wiping his forehead.

"Shut up."

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Jisung clung onto Changbin's jacket, the older giving him a piggyback ride as they walked to the cafe, his smile on his face, he felt as if he deserved the icecream that Chris was getting. It was a tradition for the three, and finally, finally, they had a day they all could go out and get ice cream as a group.

"What song were you think of producing, Jisung?" Chris asked, opening the door for them as Changbin carried Jisung inside.

"I wanna call it I See, and I think I want it to be something like a solo project, that I produce and sing. Could I do that?" The blonde asked.

"As long as it isn't anything like that rap you-"

"We don't go to that!" Jisung said quickly, his ears a bright shade of red, "I hate that with every fiber of my being and that other rap- please god kill me know," Jisung mumbled, hiding his face in the crook of Changbin's neck.

"Alright, alright." Chris laughed, "Though you are not living that down."

"I know I'm not, I just want to bury it forty-two feet under the ground, throw a TV on it, a couple of pounds of kimchi and quite possibly a dead body in there."

"That's... oddly specific."

"I've thought about these things." Jisung shrugged, getting off Changbin's back and walking to the front of the store, ordering a Cookies and Cream double scoop.

"I wonder what else has gone through your mind," Chris muttered.

"Probably other ways to annoy people," Changbin said, getting dark chocolate icecream with chocolate chips.

"What Darkbin said." Jisung said, waiting for Chris to get his Vanilla cone, "Come on hyung, you said you're paying." Jisung pouted.

"You're paying next time," Chris said, knowing full well that he would be the one paying next time instead of Jisung.

"Thank you hyung!" Jisung said happily and taking the cup of ice cream and hopping over to the booth they always sit at.

"The things I do for you guys."

"You guys know me too well." Chris sighed, smiling as he and Changbin joined him.

"It is my job." Jisung said, matter of factly, "I must know my friends."

"Whatever, enjoy your ice cream."

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