HAPPY SEUNGCHEOL DAY WOOOO  🎉🎉🎉🍷🍷🍷
it's a great day (so far) since i got out of the hospital this morning! mmmm anyway, in this community we all love a hardworking and lovable leader 💓💗💖💛💞💓💞💛💓💛💗💛💛💗💓💗 he's doing such a great job and he deserves all the love and support the fandom could give. i wish i could draw for his birthday but i'm still kinda weak to go on hours of art :c so i'll update instead.

stay healthy so u don't end up all weak like me
—jiro
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"it's okay seok, don't cry...we'll uhh...i'll use my savings to get you a new bike! i'm saving up for nothing anyway," seungcheol comforted as soon as they arrived to the horrible scene. everybody knows that cheol is actually saving up for something that he wants to buy, but isn't it so sweet of him to offer to help seokmin instead?

"hyung, you don't have to," seokmin mumbled "i'm okay, really. it's just a bike, i'll get over it."

"hyung what about my bag?" seungkwan joked, then the eldest looked at him.

"i can't afford a designer bag, seungkwan."

"i was just joking!"

"why do you even like designer bags anyway?" junhui asked

"lol why do you like minghao anyway?"

"bitch if you don't—"

"shut...shut...no fighting right now," seungcheol announced, "we're going home to talk about this. and by going home, i mean going to soonyoung's house." mingyu nodded, "lmhao called it. let's go, hoes." we were already fixing stuff to get to the gate but wonwoo grabbed my wrist and stayed back. when i looked, i saw him squinting at the car, like he's keenly observing something on it.

"what's happening?" i asked. the boy didn't answer for a few seconds. he pulled me close and pointed at the front window instead, specifically the top right portion. i squinted and saw something not too visible. it was some kind of logo.

"what is that, wonwoo?"

"you won't believe...."

"w..what?"

"it's a bad sign, minseul," wonwoo answered "a very bad sign. i know i've seen it before while studying in the previous school we had."

"well what is it then?'

"i don't quite remember. it's at the tip of my tongue," he replied

"show your tongue, i'll take it!" i joked, then the boy just looked like he's so done with me already. the others caught our attention and that's when we realized that we're way behind. so i dragged the boy all the way there. when we arrived at soonyoung's house because jiro is kinda rushing, wonwoo asked for the boy's laptop to search something up while i sit beside him.

"okay so, i'm planning to report your teacher very soon. maybe tomorrow will do," seungcheol announced "the problem though..is that the justice system in school is fucked up big time."

"pull your senior citizen card and maybe they'll consider!" mingyu joked and everyone else cracked up, including seokmin so seungcheol was okay with the jest.

"hey i made seok laugh, my dudes!" the tall boy cheered and asked for a high five with the crying boy. i was happily observing the boys get together when wonwoo tapped my shoulder to look at the laptop screen.

"so...he's like jiwoo then?" i whispered "please no, not this again. i don't want shit again! bring daein back to ruining everything!"

"he's not like jiwoo," wonwoo answered "jiwoo and i are just on the occult level. this though, this is straight up satanism. he attends the church, he receives lessons from it and all that. so i don't think we should attack him in any way or even report. because in the eleven commandments of the religion, they should not attack ruthlessly unless provoked. now, we wouldn't want that, right?"

i gulped, "but seungkwan and i said mean things to him earlier."

"that should mark the end then," wonwoo replied "we have to stay chill as much as possible. but since the chaos already started, i bet he's closely watching over you and seungkwan."

"i don't like this," i muttered "now i feel unsafe in his class. even daein is in there. ugh."

wonwoo stood up and showed the boys what was on the screen. he then explained that he saw the same logo on the teacher's car, assuming that he may be a part of the religion. of course, it may all be false too. but the most we could do is to stay at the safe side.

"so we can't report him? that just sucks. he ran over seokmin's bike, he should get what he deserves," joshua blurted out "seok didn't even do anything horrible to him."

"why is everyone forgetting my bag though!?" seungkwan asked

"because you always lose your bags," hansol answered "time to be a little careful with your things hm?"

"i am careful! that professor is just a huge son of a bitch."

"son of satan you mean," chan added "i can't believe i'm having music class with him too. i should stick with minseul jihoon hyung and seokmin hyung the whole time, shouldn't i?"

"ugh if we can't report him then, what do we do? stay quiet and let him dominate?" soonyoung asked

"i'm not gonna let anyone dominate me lmhao no thanks," junhui answered, then the others fell silent until jeonghan broke the ice "....soonyoung didn't mean that in THAT way, junhui," he muttered, making jun looked embarrassed for a bit, letting out a nervous chuckle, "it's just a prank bro."

everyone decided to just shrug it off and give some of their savings to go buy seokmin a new bike (seok doesn't know by the way) they're going to buy him one real soon so he wouldn't have to take the bus or walk all the way to school every morning. lmhao y'all wish you have friends like them.

when some of the boys left, the three leaders, along with chan, wonwoo, mingyu and seungkwan stayed behind.

"when do we buy?" mingyu asked

"right now, don't you think? i mean...soonyoung could pay for it now then we'll just pay him," seungkwan pointed at the boy

"hey i'm not volunteering this time!"

"shush, soonyoung isn't paying, okay?" seungcheol announced "i will pay. let's go look for bicycles first."

"don't forget the sunflowers," i told them

"oh yeah. we'll get divided then. mingyu, minseul, soonyoung, chan and jihoon will go look for a bike. wonwoo, seungkwan and i will pick up flowers real quick and catch up with the rest," seungcheol ordered.

"can i switch with mingyu?" seungkwan asked

"no. you're great at sales talk and getting discounts so we need you. you know we could get the whole bunch of flowers for a cheaper price. trying to be practical here," wonwoo told the boy. after a few minutes of arguing, we finally set off and split up, with our team going straight to the store while the others go to get sunflowers.

"hey, look," jihoon pointed at the colorful line of ribbons "we should get these huge ribbons to make it look like a gift. it'll be hella pretty." he picked one up and put it on chan's head, then the whole world went ùwú.

"stay there stay there, i'll take a picture!" mingyu told the youngest

"hyung what the hell?"

"just stay there, i'm posting this on instagram later!" the tall boy was excited "say aegi!"

chan rolled his eyes first before forming two peace signs, "...aegiiiii."

"perfect!" mingyu cheered

"can you give me a copy? i can upload that to sugar daddy websites and get a lot of sweet cash—"

"jihoon, you're not doing that," i chuckled

"we can split the money, come on!" jihoon insisted. the fuck? he's really serious about this? he turned to mingyu and nudged him, "give me a copy."

"no, gyu, don't," soonyoung ordered

"let's just go get to those bicycles," i told all of them "you guys are hard to manage, i'm so close to tying up your wrists altogether to make it easier to drag you to places."

"i like that," mingyu commented, "i'm kidding."

when we reached the long line of bicycles, we didn't know what to do, jihoon and chan went far looking for nice looking ones while mingyu and soonyoung started checking prices. they all look nice though, we just don't know what seokmin will like.

"hey rats! this one looks sweet!" jihoon shouted, "rats except minseul, i mean!"

we ran towards the bike he's talking about and he's right! it does look really pretty and it totally matches the color of seventeen. "i would ride this!" jihoon uttered

"and the bike's name is soonyoung," chan muttered, then i was the first one to laugh out loud while jihoon rolled his eyes. mingyu and soonyoung didn't hear.

"oh man, look at the price though, it's gold bars," soonyoung checked the tag

"sell your house," jihoon ordered

"sell yourself," mingyu ordered pt. 2

"jihoon would buy," chan muttered and i laughed out loud again.

"hey lee chan what the fuck did i ever do to you?" jihoon turned to the youngest "you wanna lose your legs?"

"minseul, help me," chan clung to my arm

"y'all should stop this and let's just keep looking for a bicycle."

we continued to walk around and browse while some people who pass by constantly praise mingyu's visuals. the tall boy just smiles shyly at them and tries to hide himself behind soonyoung, though he can still be seen because he's tall as fuck, jihoon can't relate.

i chose to be with jihoon and chan though. we kind of strayed away from the bikes and went to the helmets where chan caught sight of a pokémon designed one. he hurriedly picked it up and tried it on. "hyung hyung this is perfect for my bike, it matches color!" he excitedly told jihoon

"how much is it?" i asked. the boy took it off and attempted to ask a salesman but he just got ignored. he pouted, "why do people keep ignoring me, this is so unfair."

"it's okay chan you're all i see anyway," i replied, making the boy's cheeks flush

"flirting 101 because soonyoung is not here hm?" jihoon chuckled

"as if you didn't kiss soo—" chan didn't get to finish his sentence because jihoon  put his hand over the member's mouth.

"what was that?"

"nothing, seul," jihoon answered "chan just attempted to tell a joke but nobody wants to hear it anyway so i just stopped him."

"i wasn't going to say a joke," chan whined

"you need a pacifier, don't you, lee chan?" jihoon replied through gritted teeth, making the boy shut his mouth instantly. when we came back to soonyoung and gyu, the others were already there holding a bunch of sunflowers. wonwoo gave them to me so i could carry them while they go busy with the bike stuff.

"why are you guys panting so much?" i questioned the three boys

"uhm, they originally cost 35k but we all think it's unreasonable so we kinda asked for a discount to make it 15k but they didn't want to. i forgot to take some of the money from soon's wallet so we were cut off short," seungcheol panted as he talked "and so we uhh, we, took the flowers, put down 15k on the counter and ran all the way here."

"oh my god! do you think they're still chasing you?!" i freaked out

"no, there was only one guy who chased us and we split up and met here. he chased wonwoo and the boy said he lost him."

"damn, that's wild, cheol."

"i know," he sighed "i hope i don't get to go through that again."

the window shopping continued until everyone agreed on buying the bicycle jihoon saw.  they also bought a huge ribbon to give it to seokmin tomorrow in school. everyone except the boy agreed to come to school early.

THE NEXT DAY LMHAO

"where is hansol and why is he late?" seungcheol was losing patience "we should all be here by now!" all of us, except hansol and seokmin were near the school gate already. yes, some students and teachers pass by and notice the bike with sunflowers on the basket and a huge ribbon. it looks so extra, to be honest.

joshua was holding the banner saying "happy international yoga day, seokmin!" because we didn't know what else to put until junhui searched things up and saw that it's international yoga day.

"hansol vernon where the actual FUCK are you?" seungcheol talked on the phone. it was on loud speaker so we could all hear.

"shit i just woke up!" the boy answered

"HANSOL!" the boys shouted in chorus

"okAY OKAY I'LL GET READY REAL FAST!"

"you better be with us before seokmin gets here or else we'll shave your ass," mingyu warned "that's gross but let's pretend it's a real threat." seungcheol ended the call and fortunately, hansol did come earlier than seokmin.  when he got there, all of us waited for the boy.

"is seokmin going to school today though?" soonyoung asked as he fixed his sweatband. yes he has one on, to match the yoga day concept. all the performance team members have one on. how extra.

"he's here, he's here!" jun came running back to us. when seokmin saw the whole thing, his face lit up and he was so happy. all the boys ran to hug him while i take pictures and record the moment because i'm actually seventeen's personal videographer.

"a new bicycle right away!?" seokmin couldn't keep his excitement in "i love you, i love everyone! this is all too much, do i even deserve this!?"

"yes you do!" jeonghan answered "you deserve more than this, actually."

"WATCH OUT!" seungkwan shouted, making all of us turn to the speeding car. seungcheol pushed soonyoung, hansol and i away while jun and wonwoo took the others to the opposite side. mingyu grabbed the bike but the car's speed accelerated to the point where jeonghan had to pull mingyu away so he wouldn't get hit instead.

yes, it was the same luxury car that hit seokmin's bicycle. a bentley mulsanne.

everyone was speechless until the teacher stepped out and slammed his car door, "thought you learned your lesson. you shouldn't put your bike there." nobody said a word although we were all pissed off, just because wonwoo kept telling us not to.

when the teacher walked off, jihoon blew up.

"WE JUST SPENT MONEY ON THAT AND HE'S GONNA FUCKING RUN OVER IT LIKE IT'S NOTHING!?" he picked up a broken part of the bicycle and ran towards the car.

"JIHOON NO!" wonwoo shouted. junhui ran to pull jihoon away from the car but the boy was too strong.

"a little help here!?"

soonyoung helped jun to get jihoon away from the car. both boys were doing well until jihoon decided to just throw the piece of metal, hitting the car window. the alarms went on and seungcheol started to panic and shout at the boy, "lee jihoon what the fuck did you just do!?"

"I'M SORRY I'M JUST SO DONE WITH HIS BULLSHIT!"

"you shouldn't have done that!" soonyoung shouted at him

"OH YEAH?!" jihoon shoved the older boy away "DON'T WORRY, I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY. FUCK THIS SHIT I'M GOING HOME!" he picked up his bag and rushed out. seungcheol and soonyoung ran to follow him while we were all left in shock with the noisy car.

"d-do you know how much this car costs?" hansol gulped "310 to 400 thousand us dollars."

my jaw dropped "we're dead then."

"pretty much."

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poor bike : ( anyway happy seungcheol day!!! 🍷🤙
kbyeilysm
—jiro