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"guys, jisung is coming!" jeongin squealed, unable to keep his excitement in. the four boys were seated right beside each other in the corner table, close enough to view the table jisung and minho were to sit at. fortunately, there weren't many occupants in the cafe, so it was easy enough for them to be in disguise without being kicked out.

"i know right! i just hope he wont recognize us," hyunjin whispered, flapping the newspaper with a flick of the wrist and placing it just in front of his face. jeongin did the same.

 felix and changbin watched as their noses awkwardly stuck out of the newspaper, and their eyes darted from left to right.

"oh shut up. you look like the stupid detective from a 90s movie," felix snorted.

"excuse me? at least i'm not dressed up as a goddamn chef!" hyunjin said, sounding offended.

"oh yeah? who thought of wearing a neon hoodie when trying to blend in?"

"guys, don't fight-" changbin started.

"and what about you, girlie," hyunjin snorted, looking over at changbin. "pretty dress, love the makeup."

"hey, only i can tease him about his dress," felix said defensively. "back off."

"you still love me?" changbin asked, wiping fake tears from his eyes, his thick mascara smudging slightly. "even after i said that your fingers are too small yesterday, which i didn't mean?" felix nods, holding changbin's hand like a romantic kdrama.

"i love you until forever, binnie," felix sniffed. just as changbin leaned in for a kiss, he earned a swift punch in the stomach from hyunjin.

"be gay later, mission minsung now," he hissed. felix and changbin frowned but nodded.

"okay but changbin's heels though," jeongin snorted, trying to keep in his laughter. "i'm not surprised they fit on your small ass feet."

changbin scrunched his nose at the tiny jeongin.

"well at least my face isn't a newspaper."

"yeah, and jisung totally won't see felix's giant marshmallow hat," hyunjin fired.

"might as well say 'bonjour' when jisung comes," jeongin quietly said.

"why don't y'all go ahead and rent a 90s car, and drive the hell outta here," felix sneered.

"guys, GUYS! don't fight! jisung's walking in," changbin hushed the three other boys. all of them watched -well, jeongin and hyunjin watched through their cutout newspapers- as an unsuspecting jisung slid into his seat, immediately pulling out his phone.

the boy was wearing shorts that made his thighs stand out, and a plain, oversized striped shirt. enough to make a man like minho go crazy. it was just his face that didn't match his clothes. he had puffed up cheeks, big doe eyes, and cute lips. either way, they knew minho would fall for jisung immediately.

"mission minsung is in progress," jeongin smirked evilly. the four boys watched intently as jisung called chan on the phone.

"chan you bitch, i've been waiting for hours. get your late ass here, now!"

"seriously? you're still on your way?"

with sass, jisung disconnected the phone, rolling his eyes.

"ugh," jisung mumbled, burying his stressed face in his hands. 

jisung was, in a word, a perfectionist. he hated people who were late, people who were messy, and most of all, people who were bitchy.

and the only person who fit all those categories was of course, bang chan.

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