going seventeen | seventeen

Chapter 24: The Walking Dead

jihoon sat in pretzel formation on the floor of soonyoung's bedroom while we all sat at the other side—the living area. the doorframe of the bedroom was covered with clear plastic wrap all the way down to the ground.

don't ask why. it was seokmin's idea. seungkwan used a chalk to draw a line across the floor, saying that the boy can't cross it until he recovers.

"jihoon hyung can you hear us from there?" mingyu asked

"i can fucking hear, it's just plastic"

"jihoon hyung, it's me speaking, seokmin."

"I CAN CLEARLY SEE ALL OF YOU!"

we all laughed at jihoon's reaction. they were clearly just messing with him. anyway, everyone had a discussion about the virus, about how jihoon will be staying in the room and minimal contact with the rest of us. some of the boys mentioned that they were going to stay at their homes so it wouldn't be so crowded here. jeonghan couldn't believe that his members had the brain to even think about that, when they went here right after being told to not come at all. because of that, they all received another scolding from him.

"okay so how do i get food?" jihoon asked

"soonyoung hyung will bring it to you," seungkwan replied

"so you're letting him risk his health then?" wonwoo questioned. before seungkwan could say another word, soonyoung answered for him.

"it's okay, i was already with him earlier so it has to be me."

the boys suddenly moved away from soonyoung. they're so good at synchronized moves.

"and it's my house," he added. "i should be the one moving around."

out of boredom, chan lightly threw a stress ball at the plastic wrap on the door and it bounced back. "cool! it came back to me!" he cheered. seungcheol took the ball next and threw it at the wrap.

let's just say that he used too much force, it tore through the plastic and it hit jihoon on his forehead.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

laughter filled the entire room while jihoon lay on the floor with a hand over his head. honestly, that must have hurt a lot. the hit left a red mark on the boy's forehead. seungcheol was lucky, jihoon wasn't allowed to step out of the room.

"you have to give me food right now as an apology," the boy demanded. "i'm hungry."

soonyoung stood up but was stopped by seungkwan.

"hyung, didn't you read the sign? it says don't feed the animals!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"uh oh someone call animal control!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

jihoon was fuming. if it really wasn't for the virus, he'd be committing mass murder right then and there. my eyes watched soonyoung leave the room to get something to eat. i can't believe it, he looks so...relaxed? it was like nothing really happened. whenever he sees me looking, he doesn't avoid my gaze right away. he's just completely normal.

"minsolo, i have to head home now," hansol told me.

"huh? already?"

hansol stood up and walked to the couch to get his bag. "yeah, i just received a message from our class representative. got some work to do, unfortunately."