tiny | norenmin

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                                                                 "I think you pulled out enough hair to make me look like I'm balding," Renjun scrunched his nose as he separated his hair, checking for bald spots. "Stop overreacting, I only yanked out like, what, twenty strands? It's probably just all the hair dye that's making you look bald. So you're officially the sixth person on the list of balding." Donghyuck scoffed and resumed picking at his nails.

"The sixth? Who are the other five?"

"First up we have Lee Taeyong, then Zhong Chenle, then Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul, then the ever awkward Mark Lee, and then of course, Na Jaemin. Even I've never bleached my hair the amount of times Jaemin has." 

"Damn. I hope I'm not actually balding then."

"You're going to be bald soon if you don't get the fuck away from my mirror."

"All the time, I wonder, how and why did Mark ever fall in love with you?"

                                          "It's not like I don't wonder how Jeno and Jaemin ever found you cute." Donghyuck muttered. "They do not think I'm cute. For anyone with their kind of visuals, I'm pretty sure they'd rather date each other. Which they are doing. I'm really not getting thy point." Renjun sighed, ruffling his hair one more time before stepping away from the object. 

"You are incredibly dense."

"Says you."

"Do you wanna go-"

"No."

"You are dense. And sweetie you don't know that they don't like you. Your ass is kinda fat, you're a skinny, violent, legend. You're good at drawing and you can floor a dinosaur within five minutes if you wanted to. How could they not like you? You're almost like 1 third of Jeno's personality and 1 third of Jaemin's personality and 1 third of an alien's personality." 

                                               "Yeah I don't know. Where do you keep your ice cream?" Renjun turned away and rubbed his hands together. "I'm craving an Elsa kinda atmosphere." "They're in the mini-fridge in the corner over there." Haechan pointed in the direction. "Bring me a cup too." 

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                                               "My head still hurts," Mark randomly said. Jaemin was once again asleep on his bed, with Jeno staring into space as he and Mark lay on the floor, thinking about life. "Mine too," And with Jaemin occasionally waking up and falling asleep after hearing the last said sentence and giving his commentary. "Do you think I should dye my hair again-" 

"Mark no"

"Mark yes"

"Jaemin no, I'm pretty sure he's already dyed his hair every colour of the rainbow. And I think he's on Hyuck's 'Balding Bitches' list."

"He has a list of people who are possibly balding?"

"Yeah that sounds like something he would do. I mean, he has a list of people who are frat boys in practice and in training."

"Let me guess. Mark, me, and himself are part of that list."

"I have a copy of the list, and we are."

                                            "As expected. You ready to go, Mark?" Jaemin sat up. "I feel like you're chasing him out." Jeno chuckled and handed Mark his bag. "I feel like the possibilities of that happening is just another possibilty that could possibly happen." Mark patted Jeno on the back and stood up. "Let's not get that drunk ever again."

"Eye eye, captain."