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"Yah! Hongjoong!" Seonghwa yelled angrily but the younger was long out the door.
"I'll be back in two hours!" Hongjoong replied rushed and pulled the door closed before fast-walking out of the high building. Not that he was coming late, the possibility of Seonghwa bolting down the stairs to get him was just too high. And he wouldn't risk it. So, Hongjoong left fast, taking the shortest way to his studio.
Today was the groups' day-off. After a long time of preparations they were allowed to take a couple days off to just relax and spend time with their close ones. Hongjoong on the other hand, had his free time full planned. Just a week ago a melody had gotten stuck in his head and he couldn't find it anywhere. And from there he decided to make it himself.
It was just pure coincidence, that he had to be in his studio at the exact time his roommate was about to load him with chores.
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"You let him go again?"
"Tsk, I can't believe you have favorites!" Wooyoung made a fake-pouty face and crossed his arms. "And your favorite isn't even me. I can't believe it!"
Seonghwa sighed as he continued to wash the plates from their last meal. "I didn't let him go" he stated and rolled his eyes "he usain-bolted out the door the second he saw the laundry basket" he sighed and turned to face Wooyoung and Yeosang watching him.
"This calls punishment Mamahwa" Yeosang commented and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Ew. Don't do that, my lunch is going to come up-" Wooyoung replied with a disgusted face and shook his head. "No no, I suggest we lock him in here with all the chores and go shopping or- no a sauna. Yeah. That's a great idea"
The oldest rolled his eyes and turned back to the plates. "We're not going to lock him up here, Wooyoung" he replied and stopped his tracks for a second "and don't call me Mamahwa again-"
"But it fits though" Yeosang giggled and poked his elder's sides in a playful manner. "You're looking after us like my Mom, Mamahwa. And you're playing favorites too" he added and sat on the kitchen counter next to the taller.
"Yah! Don't sit on there, we make food on it!" Seonghwa replied and nuged the younger off with his head. "Well, then let Mamahwa think of what to do with our chore-allergic leader"
"Uhh, are we plotting Hongjoongie's punishment?" Mingi asked squeaking excited, announcing himself in the kitchen. Close behind him was San, who directly went over to the fridge. "Oh- Oh- how about we hide his laptop until he does the chores?"
"Do you have a death wish?" San replied and took out the bucket of ice cream. "Then he's going to call us one by one to his room..." he shuddered and got himself a bowl to put the ice cream in. "... No, I'm traumazised"
"Just asking for a friend..." Yunho said and stuck his head into the room "what happens in that room and why are you all scared of it?"
"Oh look, it's the favorite child" Mingi laughed "Hell. That's what happens" he growled and looked into the distance with a scared face.
Wooyoung cleared his throat "it's like... The whole world is going down and he makes sure you know it's your fault" he added and patted his group mate's shoulder in a comforting manner.
"and then he just says nothing and looks at you like you're a disappointment" San said and stood next to Mingi and Wooyoung, also taking the same pose as the other two.
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