"Hyung," he whispered, careful not to disturb the other sleeping boys.
"What?" Yeonjun grumbled, propping himself up on the floor with his elbows.
"Can we please skip the whole I'm-mad-you're-mad-don't-talk-to-me part of the fight? Look, I'm really sorry. I said some stupid stuff that I didn't mean."
Beomgyu took a deep breath.
"But right now, we've got a golden opportunity to make it up to the others. Let's work together. For them, okay?"
Yeonjun yawned, laying back down. "What opportunity?"
"Real furniture. All free."
He sat up quickly, wide awake. "Tables?"
Beomgyu grinned. "Tables, chairs, you name it."
Taehyun threw his covers off. "Wait, really?"
"Holy sh-" Beomgyu clutched his chest, lowering his voice. "How long have you been awake?"
"Long enough. Where's this stuff comin' from?"
"Well..." Beomgyu tried to think of an acceptable way to phrase his answer.
"I guess you could say we're removing it from the premises of a large business with the consent of a major shareholder?"
He smiled sheepishly at the two boys.
Taehyun sighed. "You mean we're stealing furniture from the HYBE building."
"With Yoongi hyung's permission," Beomgyu corrected, waving his hand dismissively. "I'm not a monster."
He turned to face Yeonjun, holding out a hand. "So, whaddya say? Partners in crime?"
Yeonjun smirked, accepting his offer. "Partners in crime. And I'm sorry too, by the way."
"Apology accepted." Beomgyu pulled him to his feet.
They looked at Taehyun expectantly.
"You coming?"
He stood up. "Please, you two wouldn't make it past the front door without me."
Yeonjun bit his lip to stifle a laugh.
***
"Changbin!" Yeonjun pounded on a door. "Changbin, open up!"
The door flew open, blinding the trio with light.
"The hell? It's four in the morning!" Seungmin rubbed his face, standing grumpily in the entrance.
"I'll be just a sec, promise." Yeonjun slid past him into the Stray Kids dorm.
Beomgyu and Taehyun whispered quick apologies before dashing in after him. Seungmin stood with his hand on the doorknob, eyes half-closed and hair a mess.
"I didn't say you could come in," he muttered to the empty space in front of him.
"Changbin, you oaf, wake up!" Yeonjun hissed, tugging at the covers of the sleeping boy's bed.
"Yeonjun, if you're still here by the time I open my eyes, I swear to god I'll kill you," Changbin warned, rolling away.
"I need to borrow the van again, just for a couple of hours." Yeonjun hit the boy with a pillow.
Changbin ignored him, letting out an obnoxiously loud fake snore.
Beomgyu noticed Jeongin staring at them from his bed and smiled, waving at his friend. He received a middle finger in response.
