"Put the whip cream back!"
"They asked for more!"
"Did you charge them?!"
"No! That's rude!"
Seungmin and Jeongin were having a stand off behind the counter of the coffee shop. Seungmin's eyes narrowed as Jeongin clutched the whip cream can in his hands, eyes equally narrowed.
Felix and Hyunjin stood in the background, eyes wide and stomach churning from the tension.
"I bet 20 that Jeongin will win." Hyunjin's whisper was that of the devil, Felix biting his tongue only to fail from holding back his bet.
"I bet 20 on Seungmin. Minnie is older than Jeongin and knows the place better."
"Yeah by Jeongin is faster and somewhat smarter."
Like lightning, Seungmin sprung his body forward, hands clasping the whip cream can only to have it pulled away by Jeongin taking a giant step backwards. The phone to the coffee shop ringing gave Jeongin the opportunity to run into the back with the can while Seungmin answered the phone.
"Hello? Woojin, how's the idiot?.... Well what do you want me to do? Bake a pie?.... No I'm not doing that!.... Fine, what type does he want?..... Who the fuck eats plain apple pie?.... I'll have it done in 'bout an hour.... Yeah bye." Seungmin gently slammed his head into the counter, letting out a sigh.
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"Hey buddy." Woojin knocked on Jisung's open door, eyes scanning over his still pale body.
"Hey." Jisung's eyes flicked to Woojin before his focus landed on the TV again.
"How are you feeling?" Woojin slowly and gently took a seat on the edge of Jisung's bed, turning off the TV.
"I want out. I want to go back home. I want Minho." Jisung whispered the last part hoping that the older didn't hear him, but he did.
"Doctor says you'll be able to leave tomorrow. They'll just have to have someone with you. Because of your ankle and everything." Woojin's eyes glistened, he hated seeing his best friend in pain.
Leaving Jisung in the room for a second, Woojin stepped out into the hallway and dialed Seungmin's number.
"Hey Seungmin..... He's sad, he really just wants to go home.... Can you bake him a pie?.... Please Seungmin, we can have a welcome home party for him.... Apple pie...... Yes, a plain apple pie..... Alright thanks!." Ending the conversation Woojin stopped the doctor about to enter the room, his name tag saying Lee, Mark.
"Is there any way for him to get out today?"
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fanfic[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
