i've been really tired and busy these days, sorry for being gone ahmdhdjd
anyway, HAPPY CHAN DAY WOOOOOHH last year and last last year, i wasn't able to update on his birthday but no, not this year, 2018. i fucking win. i love my bias lee chan whoop boi needs so much appreciation, i mean, he improved a lot and he grew up so faST, I SUDDENLY REMEMBER HIM WITH THE MANSAE HAIRSTYLE WHAT A BABY

-jiro
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jihoon was having a hard time putting the young boy to sleep because he kept joking and complaining about the song choices, which made jihoon fight him for a lot of times. after a few song changes, the older one finally managed to lull the boy with his soft voice.

i watched jihoon sing for chan and i think that was one of the most beautiful things i've seen. it's touching about how the boys take care of their youngest brother. like sometimes they love to spoil him and sometimes they don't. looking at the chan, thoughts crossed my mind. this boy has been carrying the world's weight on his shoulders and we all know that he doesn't deserve it. he needs a break, some rest from all the chaos. and it made me ask myself, even if he's hurting, how can he still smile?

"he's asleep, i think we should go now," jihoon told me and i agreed. we both tiptoed out of the room and closed the door gently, then the boy started to question me. he looked quite hesitant, but he cleared his throat and spit the words out anyway.

"may i know what happened earlier?" he muttered, avoiding my eyes, "i mean, if it triggers you then it's okay, you don't have to answer anyway."

i reassured him that i don't really mind telling him as we walked outside the house. "it's a long story, remember when y'all stayed at soonyoung's house and wonwoo forced me to take a bath?"

"ah, when i hit you with a pan?"

"yes," i uttered "that black pouch that had all the ritual sacrifices in it. mingyu and i took it from jiwoo after class."

"how?"

"how do i put this?" i sighed, "we were faking a relationship. it's a really long story but then to get jiwoo's bag, we had to distract her. so uh, mingyu told me that we should kiss because that would be awkward to look at."

"you kissed?!" jihoon was surprised

"no! we didn't!!!"

"then what!?"

"it was a fake one!!" i replied, although mingyu's lips did land next to mine, "jiwoo didn't look at us while we did our thing. and i was able to get her bag from where she was hiding it!"

"mhmm, clever," jihoon nodded as we walked "does soonyoung know?"

"i told him but i don't think he believes me. jiwoo sent him a picture that's why he knew," i muttered "mingyu and i didn't even plan on telling someone about it because we were worried about soonyoung, but jiwoo ruined it all."

jihoon looked at me and sighed, "i understand why you wanted to keep it a secret. but minseul, you should have just told him the truth after what happened. i'm sure he would've been okay with it if you explained sooner that it was fake. he's hurt because even if it was fake, he feels like you didn't trust him enough to understand the situation."

i was quiet for a bit, then he talked again, "hey, i'm not siding with soonyoung, if that's what you're thinking. it's just that we've been close for long enough that i already know what he could possibly feel about such things. and to me, soonyoung is quite fragile."

"he is," i bitterly chuckled, "i appreciate your concern and advice, jihoon. i'll take note of those. and thank you for being a friend to him too. i remember when seventeen was split into units, you used to work with him even though your teams were rivals."

"ah, that," he laughed "yeah i miss partner works with soonyoung. though sometimes he's really lazy and useless, i just want him to fuck off."

"i wish i know a lot about soonyoung too."

"oh you will," jihoon told me, "isn't that what every relationship is about? learning about the person you love?"

"you sound like a love expert now."

"excellence in literature, hm?" he bragged and cracked up, "oh look who's here." we stopped on our tracks once we saw soonyoung and minghao coming from afar, they must be on their way back to the house. i wanted to go to the other side of the road because i didn't want to face soonyoung yet, but jihoon was holding tightly to my arm so i couldn't stray away. he's quite small but he's so strong, i couldn't believe it.

"jihoon please," i begged as the two boys come closer and closer

"it'll be alright, trust me," jihoon smiled and raised his other arm to wave, "hey idiots!!"

minghao recognized and ran towards us, dragging soonyoung along although it was clear that he didn't want to see me as well. that's when i knew i really had to beg jihoon to let me go. i wasn't really ready to talk about what happened earlier.

"where are you guys up to?" minghao asked us, although he was getting interrupted by soonyoung who was trying to free himself from the grip, "hyung, can you stop acting like a whiny bitch?"

"no, i don't want to!" soonyoung whined. like everyday.

"i guess we both have someone who wants to run away from us huh?" jihoon chuckled as he pulled me closer so i couldn't escape

"yeah, it's really difficu— wHY CAN'T THE TWO OF YOU JUST TALK!?" minghao looked so done. he let out a deep sigh and pushed soonyoung towards me, "grow up, kwon soonyoung!"

"shut the fuck up, it's the middle of the night and you're screaming like you own this place," soonyoung grouched and fixed his top

minghao rolled his eyes, "then just talk to minseul!"

"then just talk to minseul," soonyoung mocked and when minghao heard, he immediately pinched soonyoung's ear. "HEY IT HURTS!" the older one shouted in pain, "where did your respect go!?"

"just talk to minseul and fix things or i'll fucking do worse than that," minghao looked tough, making soonyoung nod in fear, "okay okay geez." the boy looked at me for a good two seconds then switched his gaze to somewhere else. jihoon let go of my wrist and gave me a wink, thought i didn't really get what that was for.

"hey did you leave lee chan alone in the house?" minghao asked, then jihoon's eyes widened

the small boy started to panic, "GOTTA BLAST!" he shouted then ran away to go back. minghao had to follow so i was left alone with soonyoung. it was really awkward and we were just standing there under the streetlight on the side of the road.

"...hey," he mumbled "was i scary earlier?"

when i replied with a nod, he suddenly looked frustrated. he had his hands in the pockets of his coat and he kept puckering his lips, "um, i don't know, i'm sorry. i wasn't myself earlier. i should've handled the situation maturely."

"no, it's fine, soonyoung," i told him "if i were you i'd be really mad too."

"but i still want you to explain."

"can we not just stand here though?" i asked, "it's really cold."

"wanna get something hot? or am i already hot enough for you?"

"you're so conceited, soonyoung."

"yeah i know i am," he chuckled and grabbed my hand, "let's go get something to eat."

soonyoung's hand was frozen, but i didn't mind because i appreciate his effort of trying to fix the conflict although it's awkward as hell. we couldn't find any other place to eat at except for one ice cream parlor. both of us didn't want to go get ice cream for it's already negative seventeen degrees outside, but we were left with no choice.

"wow i didn't expect this place to be warm," i muttered once we entered the place

"welcome!" a grown man greeted, then i instantly recognized him, "you're that guy who sellsweird ice cream flavors!" i jumped and pointed at him

"we have more flavors here, check them out!"

i excitedly ran towards the counter, making soonyoung laugh. the other flavors were pear, horseradish, lobster, turkey, avocado, bacon, breastmilk and chicken. "i guess i have to get sweet corn again, it's really the most normal flavor you got here."

"i want chicken flavored ice cream," soonyoung leaned on the counter "i love chickens and ice cream so i guess i'll like chicken ice cream."

"what the hell is with breast milk ice cream?" i asked

"oh those were made from actual donated breast milk," the owner answered with a grin. he looked so proud of his ice cream flavors oh my god.

soonyoung was weirded out, "who would order that?"

"that's the best we got!"

the young boy's eyebrows raised, "really?"

"no, kwon soonyoung, you're not going to order that," i muttered "i'll just have bacon, maybe that will be okay."

"okay so one bacon ice cream and?"

"chicken,"

"you don't want our best seller?" the grownup asked, making soonyoung chuckle awkwardly, "definitely not. i wouldn't want to eat something like that so no, thank you."

"it's really good tho—"

"dude why are you forcing me?" the boy asked "it's making me feel weirded out!"

"i'm sorry, you look like a mamma's boy so i thought you'd like it."

"geez," soonyoung replied and looked for a table. when we finally had a spot, we were told to wait for five minutes. "hey i'm really sorry, okay?" the boy told me

"i understand, soonyoung. it's okay, really."

"i'll be gentle next time," he muttered "and next time as well, maybe you should start being honest with me hm?"

"yes okay i'll be honest."

soonyoung leaned back and sighed, his eyes scanning the room, then eyed me again, "do you love me?"

"yes."

"of course you do, because who wouldn't, right?" he laughed out loud and i hit his head, "can you stop being full of yourself?"

" ah, i've equipped myself with shamelessness today, i'm sorry," he smiled cutely. after a few minutes, my phone buzzed.

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jihoonminati
online

-CHAN IS IN TROUBLE

WHAT-

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"hEY JIHOON TOLD ME THAT CHAN IS IN TROUBLE, SOONYOUNG WE HAVE TO GO!" i panicked

"but the ice cream—"

"FORGET ABOUT THE ICE CREAM, LET'S GO, COME ON!" i told him, trying to drag him out of the place. my phone started to ring again and i hurriedly checked it

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jihoonminati
online

-CHAN IS IN TROUBLE

WHAT-

-sIKE

-

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soonyoung looked at my phone and clapped, "hey he used a picture of me!" on the other hand, i was in a mix of relief and frustration. i literally looked like a crazy person when i was trying to get out of the place and then jihoon just goes ahead and tells me that it's a joke. i panicked for nothing!

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jihoonminati
online

-CHAN IS IN TROUBLE

WHAT-

-sIKE

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not fucking funny bro-

i will fucking slice you-
with joshua hong's jawline

-i love you, you'll get a rare uji hug
later so you can forgive me aYEEE

-seungkwan came over btw

-said he wants to talk to you about
your plan with jiwoo? idk? weirdos

i don't want an uji hug-

-oKAY GREAT

jk i do-

love you jihoon, we'll be back soon-

-bring food thnx❤️

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after a while, the ice cream was finally served. soonyoung and kept laughing about how they tasted weird as fuck, but i managed to finish mine. he couldn't really eat his order because he felt sick right away. poor boy had to pay for something that he didn't even eat.

"hey jihoon told me to get food."

"bring him the breastmilk flavored," he ordered "kidding, pick that for chan. let jihoon have the horseradish!"

"um, okay." once we got our orders, soonyoung and i finally left the place and decided to go back home. he carried me on his back because it's quite a long walk home, and while we were on our way, he was telling me stories about chickens. how cute is that.

"hey, remember when someone told me that i look like a deformed chicken?' he laughed out loud

"yeah, i clearly remember."

i hopped off from his back once we reached the house. yes we reached the house already because the author is lowkey dozing off right now. then when i opened the door to step in, jihoon immediately greeted me with a hug, wow, i appreciate this rare hyperactive jihoon.

"is that the rare uji hug?" i asked when he pulled away "rare? really?"

"i want a hug too," soonyoung muttered

seungkwan stood up on the sofa and extended his arms, "come here, i'll hug you!"

"no, ew i changed my mind," soonyoung chuckled

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ah, we're getting near to what y'all thirst for. anyway im gonna sleep now uGh ill update tomorrow

kbyeilysm
-ji