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"finally those two are gone," taeyong let out a deep sigh and plopped on the couch.
"i bet they trashed my room real good," jaehyun was leaning on the kitchen counter, "wanna come help me clean up?"
"what? your room? it's yours, go clean it up yourself," taeyong acted brave and it worked.
"i just suggested, jeez. no need to get all sassy," jaehyun started walking towards his room.
...
"wait!" taeyong exclaimed.
"what?" jaehyun stopped in place.
"..you forgot to wash your bowl..," taeyong pointed at the now-empty bowl which was full with froot loops before.
"oh fuck you," the other male scoffed and entered his room, closing the door.
the boy on the couch chuckled a little before getting up, stretching, arguing with himself whether he should go and help or not. of course taeyong isn't always bitchy, so he got over the fact that he's very tired from yesterday and tried to be nice to jaehyun at least once and help him clean his room after hurricane johnten destroyed it.
taeyong slowly opened jaehyun's room's door and saw the latter struggling with bedsheets. taeyong quietly giggled and, to be acknowledged, coughed a little. jaehyun looked at him but averted his gaze to concentrate more on trying to take this goddamn bedsheet.
"so...need help?" taeyong asked with a cheeky smile.
"no, thanks," jaehyun answered in frustration.
taeyong did the 'tsk' sound and took the cover from jaehyun's hands.
"watch," taeyong said, "you take the corner of the bedsheet i don't know how you call it. then take the duvet, hold the same—," taeyong continued to explain while jaehyun was standing next to him, watching and analyzing, "and then you're done. it's easy."
"that looked...so not easy," jaehyun complained.
"you have to learn somehow. i won't change your sheets all the ti—"
taeyong tripped while trying to lay the cover perfectly on the bed. he held onto jaehyun for support, in result pulling him down on the bed and causing their bodies to clash with one another.
"owww," taeyong let out a deep sigh.
jaehyun put his both arms on either side of taeyong's head and looked down at him.
"so, isn't this awkward, hm?" jaehyun smirked.
taeyong remember what had happened previously that day with him seeing an almost naked jaehyun standing in his bathroom.
"ahahahahahahaha," taeyong laughed nervously, "get off of me..".
"what if i don't want to?" jaehyun asked, still with his smugly smile.
"then i'll have to...uh i don't know just get off of me ahahahha," taeyong tried to wiggle his way out of jaehyun's trap but that didn't work.
"you know, you are—"
*knock knock*
there goes the typical 'breaking the moment with another character's appearance' shit.
"uhh, i'm going to get that," jaehyun freed taeyong to let him check the door.
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yuta poked a hole into the milk carton with a straw, "i don't know what to do, taeyong...".
the two friends sat on the couch, watching netflix and sipping strawberry milk. the one knocking had been a desperate, black-haired boy named yuta , waiting for his friend to open the door and give advice.
"so, to recap," taeyong put his milk carton on the table, "sicheng is ignoring you for no reason and you don't know what to do?"
"i mean...that's the simplified version," yuta sighed, "it's...not even complicated. i just don't understand why, all of a sudden, he wants to take a break."
taeyong hummed. he's always been that friend who gives great advice about things he has never even experienced himself.
"maybe...do small gestures. or be there for him as a friend, not as a boyfriend," taeyong suggested.
"you might be right...maybe i sho---"
"you should seduce him. that always works," jaehyun came out of his room, dressed in sweats.
"i--"
"you say that as if you have had experienced that kind of situation," taeyong looked at the dark-haired guy.
