i'll update early tomorrow bc i have no classes on tuesdays whOOP

-jiro
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soonyoung continued to scream around the house because he couldn't forget what jiwoo did earlier. i mean, if i were him i'd be angry too. ice cream is good but when you get it all over your hands and clothes, it's sticky as daein.

"stop it already, you've been cursing for almost two hours. please calm down," i told the boy who was beating up a pillow. he threw a few more punches before throwing it to the ground and screaming again. ugh.

"are you done?" i asked

"three more rounds."

"soonyoung, please."

"fine, then i'm done. i'm gonna take a shower—"

"for what? you just had a shower!" i replied and ran to the bathroom door to block it "showering too much can actually damage your skin, soonyoung."

"you don't have proof!" he tried to remove my arms from the doorframe

"the top layer of you skin is held together by lipids for moisture so any time you shower you break it apart! over showering can damage your microbiome, stated by the genetic science centre at the university of utah!" i shouted as he pulled me away from the door "how's that for proof!?"

"i just want to take a shower—"

"that's your third time for this day, soonyoung! two is enough!" i retorted "why are you even like this? you weren't like this before!"

"i shower when i'm angry now move over!" he used his might to pull me away then he hurried inside, slamming the door shut. after a few minutes , he opened it again "oh my god, can you hand me my towel?"

"no, dry yourself with your clothes, you bastard," i told him and made my way towards the bed to lay down. soonyoung groaned and slammed the door shut again while i rested my head on the pillow and continued to text seungkwan. we were talking about his "plan" which seemed kinda twisted and crazy for me but who knows? maybe it'll work.

i jumped on my spot and sat up once my phone started ringing.

"hello?"

"hello, who is this?" the caller asked

"ha ha, nice try dokyeom."

"wow you recognized my beautiful voice!" he cheered "i have something really important to tell. because i got a text just now."

"what is it?"

"soonyoung hyung texted me, he said that he needs his towel."

"text him a 'no' and a smiley face, thank you."

"but minseul—"

"bye!" i replied then hung up to continue my conversation with boo. after a while, i received a call again.

"hello?" i answered

"give me my towel! it's right there on the fucking bed!" soonyoung shouted. damn, i could even hear the running water. "nope, i won't. and why do you even have your phone there!?"

"chill because i'm not under the drops," he replied "now please give it to me, i'll be nice again, i promise!"

"you're only saying that because you need something!"

"minseul please," he used his cute voice, which made me chuckle (but of course i didn't let him hear) "let's go hang out later when i'm done showering, how does that sound?"

"not convincing."

"i'm begging, it's really fucking cold here and i'm dying. come on!"

"you don't have your precious jacket to keep you warm?" i asked

"miNSEUL JUST DO IT PLEASE OR ELSE—"

"OR ELSE WHAT?"

"I DON'T KNOW YET BUT I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING! JUST GIVE IT!"

"FINE!" i yelled, grabbing the white towel on the edge of the bed and marching towards the door "i'm here, loser." the door slightly opened and soonyoung peeked with his clock eyes. i extended my arm to give him the fabric and i averted my eyes to the window once the boy snatched the towel from me. then i looked back again, seeing him wink before closing the door.

"that's weird, i thought i saw a flash," i muttered to myself as i walked towards the windows. i looked around but there was no one. feeling creeped out, i untied the curtains to cover the scenery.

"soonyoung, how long are you going to make me wait?" i knocked on the door

"i'm almost done, girlfriend! i'm dressing up!"

"ugh," i groaned and threw myself on the bed, with my feet hanging. a few minutes later, i felt two hands drag me off slowly. "soonyoung, quit it!" i kicked and surprisingly hit his stomach lightly. the boy pretended to fall down on the ground and acted like he was in so much pain while i fixed my clothes and stood up.

"no no no you're not going anywhere," he said and pushed me back down the bed. before i could even stand up again, he already started to tickle me, which was pure torture because he knows that i'm sensitive as hell. "stop!" i laughed out loud while trying to push him away, but i was so down and out because he already took all my energy. i kept cracking up until we both ended on the bed and he wrapped his arms around me.

"oh my god, i hate you," i muttered

"that's what you get for not giving me the towel right away."

"well i only did that because you were being a little whiny bitch."

"i almost died in the cold because i didn't have my towel."

"why is it my fault?" i asked "i'm not the one who made you cold."

"you made me heat up—"

"get the fuck away from me," i chuckled and pushed him away before attempting to jump off the bed but then the boy pulled me back next to him. "don't leave yet!" he whined and quickly stole a kiss, "i doubt joshua hong can do that!" w o w, okay.

"come on, i thought we were gonna hang out!" i told him

"let's just sleep," he used his adorable voice again and yawned "soonyoung is very sleepy."

"fine."

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the next day, while soonyoung and i were walking on the school grounds to proceed to the campus building, everyone was giving dirty looks which made me uncomfortable. we kept walking anyway, until i was suddenly hit with a rubber bullet. turning around to look for who did it, i spotted boo behind the bushes.

"two of you, get your asses here, quick!" jihoon popped up and shouted. soonyoung and i ran towards them and was surprised to see seungkwan wit a nerf gun. so that explains the rubber bullet. boo cleared his throat and grabbed the collar of soonyoung's uniform before slapping him with a glove.

"that hurt, you asshole!" soonyoung shouted, then got slapped again

"listen to me, nitwit. you have a fucking scandal going around," boo gritted his teeth "just this fucking morning."

"what scandal?" i questioned, then jihoon handed me his phone, telling me to check it out for myself. my eyes widened in shock when i saw photos of what happened yesterday when soonyoung was trying to tickle me. it's what was on the pictures, except for the fact that it looked so much like it could send the wrong idea to whoever sees it.

"it's not what you think!" soonyoung panicked

"i know, okay? that's why we're here," boo told us "we know that soonyoung loves to play around, clearly, he was just tickling the hell out of you but these photos were taken to make it look like something else."

i was already drenched in sweat and i could feel my heart beating so fast that jihoon had to offer me his water so i could calm the fuck down.

"who would do this?" soonyoung asked

"kim jiwoo," jihoon answered "did you not notice? she always have a huge ass camera hanging around her neck."

"fuck," soonyoung cursed "bitch really wants a fight."

"no, we don't fight physically," seungkwan told us "we need to have our decent plan with the others, especially won— minseul!!"

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"you're awake, finally. i was worried," seungcheol told me once i opened my eyes. i scanned the place and realized that i was in the clinic. "seungkwan called me up and said that you fainted because you couldn't handle what jiwoo just did."

"where's soonyoung?"

"i told him to go to class first while i check on you because he has an exam. boo talked to your teachers while jihoon went to buy food for you."

i rested my head on the pillow again and let out a sigh, "what's going to happen to me? i have no image to show anymore."

"i...saw the photos," seungcheol muttered "they really looked awful but i trust soonyoung. he's a good guy."

"poor boy's gonna be bashed again," i muttered and covered my face "this is all my fault."

"no, minseul. jiwoo is the one to blame and she should be responsible for what she did. we all know that you have a really fun and healthy relationship with our member and i'm fucking certain that he would never dare to abuse. soonyoung is a fucking baby, he can't do shit."

"can a baby beat up two members in seventeen?"

"no but...come on, don't make me think a lot, i just had an excruciating calculus exam," seungcheol messed his hair up and i chuckled

"what do we do to jiwoo?"

"you will know, minseul."

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if i haven't mentioned, these ideas were inspired by "heart attack" music video by chuu!!! i mean, just some parts of it.

kbyeilysm
-jiro