in time. / park woojin!

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" baby woojin "

[ a/n : MY '99 liner sHIP IS SAILING!!1! 'eat up' protect park jihoon omg hes so sweet i can talk about this all day smh ]
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"i'm done with your math homework!" woojin barges into daehwi's room. i was on my brother's bed, eating a bag of chips, my brother was doing the final touchups of the project and jinyoung was literally on the floor, staring into the ceiling.

"yo what kind of dead party is this?" woojin says, laughing. "a shit party, that's what this is," jinyoung mumbles to himself. "daehwi wont stop focusing on the project!" he groans.

"and ara wont stop eating!" he adds on. my eyes widened. woojin laughs. "hey, shut up!" i roll my eyes. "i've been begging daehwi to get out of the house and eat some meat with me but he doesnt want to!" he whines.

"i'm almost done!" daehwi says, writing down the last few lines. "ugh, i'm so jealous of whoever is eating meat right now!" he whines again, kicking his leg up into the air.

"hey, ara," woojin calls out my name. "remember how i said i needed you after finishing your homework?" he asks, i nod. "do you want to eat meat?" he questions, obviously teasing jinyoung.

jinyoung crawls over to woojin and clings himself onto his leg. "woojin, i also want to eat meat. we can go together!" he fakes a sob. "woojin hyunggg~" he drags.

"woojin oppa~" jinyoung whines. "what the hell? i'm not your oppa!" he laughs, looking down at jinyoung.

"but im ara's oppa!" he sheepishly smiles. my eyes widened, i gulped. "what the hell?! in your dreams," i scoff.

"technically he's correct. woojin's older than you so you gotta call him—" daehwi stops midway from the project. i cut him off, "never,"

     "oo damn girl feisty," woojin smirks. "hyuuung~" jinyoung whines again. woojin laughs, "so, ara, do you mind jinyoung coming along with us?" he asks me.

     i shrug, "i dont care," i laugh, walking out of the room. "i think that's a yes, let's go!" woojin laughs, dragging along jinyoung by his hand.

     we all hear daehwi groan in the room, "hey! wait for me!" before running out.

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     "why the sudden meal?" i ask woojin. he shrugs, "i got the money," he laughs. we all grilled our own meat when and whenever we feel like it.