idk what to name this chap omg im so horrible

i couldn't really sleep last night (of course, i always have trouble with sleeping ever since i was a child) so i wrote a really short jihoon fic and idfk why. not gonna publish it tho, i have three on going stories lmao r.i.p.

also, im stressedt because my mum is going out of the country + dad is still in florida + i have vvv busy siblings and school starts at 17 asdhhsgj i will live alone

anyway, let's have a little break from all the chaos that's happening in seventeen.

-j
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soonyoung threw himself on the huge bed as soon as we got home while i carefully placed our bags down near the shoe rack.

"i'm tired," he groaned "but let's return to the hospital late at night, okay?"

"why?" i asked as i entered the room to get some clothes "i thought you want to rest."

"chan is my responsibility,"

i entered the bathroom to change clothes for a bit. just when i was done, my phone buzzed, receiving a message from junhui saying that soonyoung forgot to kiss him before leaving the hospital. i simply laughed at it while leaving the room.

soonyoung was already asleep inside the messy room. the blanket was on the floor and the sheets looked like a crumpled paper. as quiet as possible, i picked the blanket up from the ground and placed it at the laundry room before getting a new one for the boy. as i covered him with the fleece sheet, he opened his eyes and stared at me.

"junhui texted me," i told him "he said you kissed minghao and chan, but not him."

caught off guard, he leaned in to steal a kiss before laughing adorably.

"there, tell him that i kissed you for him."

i only threw a pillow at his face (like i always do) and stepped out the room to give him some space to sleep his exhaustion out. once i was out, i let out a deep breath because i'm extremely bored and i have nothing to do. yes, this is how boring your life could be if you're always with thirteen boys. when they get busy, you're fucked up.

resting on the couch, i decided to just check my phone and browse through my contact list while trying to remember other friends i could talk to, just to kill time.

"sicheng, busy. yuta, obviously...no. sunyoul? no. changkyun? nah we're not close," i mutered to myself as i scrolled. ugh it's only been minutes but i'm already dying. "yein, probably busy...kei....."

wait, when the fuck was the last time i talked to her? i checked line to see the last message i sent her and wow, it was like a month ago. and the last thing we talked about was about the webtoon trailer she made about seventeen.

suddenly, i heard a loud thump from somewhere. honestly, i would love to check it out but my body feels heavy so fuck it. i continued to browse through my contacts for another three minutes until i finally had it.

"ugh," i sighed "i'm so bored!!!"

"did someone say bored?"

"WHAT THE FUCK MINGHAO!" i screamed. the boy popped out from behind the sofa and i literally jumped in surprise, hitting the floor. he just stood there, giggling

"i'm sorry, did i scare you?"

"no, minghao, no. i'm perfectly fine and it didn't hurt when i fell from the couch. thanks," i sarcastically replied while he extended his arm to help me get up.

"why are you here? and where did you enter?' i questioned, fixing myself. "i entered from the window, didn't you hear? i fell too," he answered before plopping down the couch to laugh again.

"why did you leave the hospital?"

"i was bored, minseul. and i've been there for so long, seungcheol hyung told me to take a break so i went here with jihoon!"

"where is he?"

"here," woozi jumped from behind the sofa too.

i sighed in defeat because i'm definitely no match for these boys. "hey, can i bring a friend over?" minghao asked out of nowhere. i told him that it's okay but i don't really know how soonyoung would react to that so he just decided to think of another thing.

"let's just play crash bandicoot," he told me

"oh no, i'm having flashbacks of jihoon trying to fight everyone," i uttered "it's horrible."

"i didn't fight anyone because of that game!" jihoon denied

"sure, sure."

"hmm i got an idea!" minghao raised his hand

"what now?"

"hold on, let me just get my bag," he jumped off the couch to do his thing while i continued to just play devil's attorney on my phone.

"THIS IS NOT MY BAG!" minghao shouted, stealing my attention "SOMEONE IN SEVENTEEN BOUGHT THE SAME BAG I HAVE!"

"maybe it's junhui's."

"no, minseul," he replied "his is grey, not black." he sat beside me with the small backpack on his lap, zipping it open before shaking it upside down. and i instantly knew the owner of the bag.

"wow that's a lot of makeup," jihoon muttered "disgusting."

"i'll call boo to tell him that you accidentally brought his bag here,"

"this belongs to him?"

"yes."

"ugh, i never knew that he has a bag like mine," minghao said "but at least he owns one that isn't a designer bag."

as i waited for seungkwan to pick up the phone and answer my call, the boys were taking a look into all the makeup stuff like curious children. minghao was testing the brushes one by one on his palm, then he grabbed that one small pouch full of foundation and concealers.

"color 120," he mumbled, taking the cap off and pumping foundation on his palm "woahhhhh."

i snapped back to reality and realized that boo wasn't answering, so i decided to just text him about it. then minghao sat next to me with a creepy smile.

"let's try it on your face!!" he cheered and smeared the product all over my cheeks without warning. i screamed in surprise because this boy didn't even wash his hands and now he's touching my face! then i heard jihoon's evil laughter.

"hey hey hey stop!!"

"come on, let's just test it!"

i had my eyes closed as he violently rubbed my face with the foundation. "boy, you obviously don't know what you're doing."

"shhhh!!"

jihoon decided to join and grab another foundation, telling me that it's in the color 110. before i could tell him that the shade's too light for me, it was already all over my face. damn, these boys are having so much fun messing with my appearance.

"let's make soonyoung hyung's jaw drop when he sees you!" minghao took a different pouch and zipped it open. "what the fuck is a french vanilla kylighter? oh well." he recklessly opened the small case and moved his thumb on the product before asking me to close my eyes.

now, i don't really use a heck ton of makeup (because i don't wanna waste money on them) but i do know which is which. "no, that's not for the eyes!" i whined as i felt his fingers on my eyelids. he told me to shush before applying eyeliner. well aT LEAST HE KNOWS WHAT AN EYELINER IS.

"then we'll just put some lipstick on you and you're done!" jihoon cheered

"please, no."

the small boy took the one and only crème liquid lipstick seungkwan owns and removed the cap, almost breaking it to be honest. he was amazed by the wand while i just shook my head.

"please don't use that wand seungkwan uses on his lips, it's not very sanitary."

and then i wished i never told him that because it only made him want to do it. "what do you mean?" he devilishly chuckled "you guys are best friends right so who cares?!" he squeezed my cheeks and applied the product all over. ugh why am i letting these kids do things to me? when he was finally done, he clapped for himself and then minghao handed me a small mirror.

"why am i not surprised?" i asked. i looked pale and shiny as fuck, plus one eye was done well but the other was....i don't even wanna talk about it. nevertheless, i told them that they did a great job before i stood up to head to the bathroom and wash my face when i bumped into soonyoung.

"minseul? is that you?" soonyoung rubbed his eyes and examined my face "what....happened?"

"doesn't matter. just....never let minghao and jihoon touch any makeup product," i replied.

when i was finally done removing all stuff i needed to remove, i walked out the bathroom with a towel on my bare face. the chinese kid then asked me if i was ready for another round of makeup which made me groan.

"i'm kidding," he laughed "i had fun though!"

"yeah i noticed."

"why didn't you wake me up?" soonyoung asked his friends "i'm obviously a better makeup artist than you guys."

"nobody asked though," wooji grouched

"oh no, oh no," minghao shook his head "minseul told us that we did great so we're obviously better than you!"

an hour of playing skyrim passed and soonyoung finally decided to go back to the hospital again. the two other boys whined because they didn't want to go back yet.

"wow jihoon, you're whining?" i chuckled

"shut up."

"i have to go back there and watch over the maknae," soonyoung told them "and y'all have to go too because i'm going to leave the house locked."

"you can just leave us here, it's not like we're going to burn the house down," minghao replied

"actually, i might think of burning it down," jihoon muttered

"no," soonyoung repeated as he squeezed himself into his pink sweater "no one will stay here."

"why do we have to obey you?"

"this is my house, have you forgotten, jihoonie?"

"ew stop calling me that."

"now leave."

"ugh fine," the small boy grouched "you suck."

they had no choice but to go back to the hospital so soonyoung and i suffered for minutes inside the car because the two boys kept whining at the back, it was horrible. plus, jihoon was kicking soonyoung's seat like an annoying kid on an airplane.

"okay, what do i do to make you stop?" soonyoung asked

"take us back to your house," minghao answered

"no, except for that."

"shoot jeonghan and i'll stop," jihoon joked

"no," soonyoung shook his head "do y'all need pacifiers to shut your mouths up?"

"TAKE US BACK TO YOUR HOUSE!"

"I SAID NO."

"geez, i hope you never get kids, you're so bad at parenting," jihoon told his hyung before looking at me "minseul, don't marry him."

soonyoung sighed in defeat and just continued to drive while the other two started to whine again, purposely annoying him. oh my, i hope he doesn't blow up. we stopped by a drugstore because soonyoung said he needed to buy something.

we waited until he came back with pacifiers and a duct tape, violently shoving it into the two boys' mouths and taping their wrists together. jihoon's curses as he fought his hyung definitely made me deaf.

"peace, finally!" soonyoung laughed when he got back on the wheel. on the other hand, i still had my jaw dropped because i didn't expect him to do such a thing. i looked behind and giggled at the two adorable boys with pacifiers.

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this was painful to write because idk shit about makeup

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-jiro