「 Pocket SF9 」

✨{02}

Thank you @yoonsanhaha for requesting!

Thanks to Rowoon's care for you, you managed to get over your sickness in three days, which left you the weekend to do whatever you want...

Except you can't. Rowoon got you in trouble by accident for making a mess in the kitchen- breaking a jar or two and spilling a couple of the pill jars everywhere while trying to get out of the cabinet. Glass, pills, and sauces and spices  everywhere is what got you grounded. You were upset that you couldn't hang out with your friends or use you phone, but that was a good thing for the boys-

They wanted to get your attention and wanted to know you more. They would do crazy things while you were busy, but you would just shake them off or ignore them because of all of the exams and tests you had during that week and also next week. With homework and a project due too, you were stressed, your anxiety reaching its boiling point where you would want to break down and cry. But that just fed the boys craving for your attention even more, wanting you to smile and laugh so you won't cry. Especially Hwiyoung and Taeyang- although close, they craved for your attention the most. They did whatever they could do to one-up each other, from dancing to singing, you name it. The rest of the boys wanted to get in the action, and so they did.

It was now a competition to not only get your attention, but a special love from you, something that none of the other boys can get- just one of the nine.  And today is that day.

You shut off your computer, stretching your arms as you finished your paper for history. You went on YouTube, watching F/G (favorite group that isn't SF9) dancing in stage. You sighed, admiring how good looking all of them looked, wishing that you could meet them in real life.

But the boys didn't enjoy the way you looked at them. They all walked over to your laptop, jumping on the "Power off" button, stopping you from watch F/G.

"Hey!", you looked down at them, upset.

"Y/N! We decided for you to judge us for our talent show!", Taeyang exclaims, flashing you a smile.

You looked at all of the boys skeptically, "Why do you guys all of a sudden want to have a talent show? Is this some sort of competition?"

They all nodded their heads slowly.

"Why?", you asked again.

"Because we all have a crush- adsklelapsjh", Dawon's mouth got clamped over with Chani's and Zuho, glaring at the elder one of the three. You raised an eyebrow, confused but intrigued by the nine boys. Besides, you were trapped in your room without a phone until Tuesday, so there wasn't anything to do and since you watched practically all of the videos on YouTube, there's nothing much you can do now. You shrug, telling the boys to move so that you can shut your laptop.

"Who's going first?", you asked them, scooping them up and looking at each one of them.

"Umm...we didn't think you'd say yes, so we didn't plan it that far ahead...", Youngbin scratches the back of his head.

"Oldest to youngest?", Chani asked, knowing that if he's last, he could critique his work so that he can get the most love from you.

"No! Youngest to oldest!", Inseong glares at the maknae, knowing what Chani is trying to do.

"Oldest to youngest!"

"Youngest to oldest!"

"No! Old farts go first!"

"You little- I'm going to kill you!", Jaeyoon ran up to Chani, strangling him.

"Boys! Just do rock-paper-scissors! We'll have one round- a spokesman from hyung line and a spokesman from maknae line. Okay?", you moved them away from your face. They nodded, some grumbling but agreeing.