welcome to part 2 of jiro milks her brain dry for updates.

anyways i had a great great great vacation and i promised that i'll update a lot on july so here we go eyy

-ji
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i turned to seungcheol. the boy had his palms all over his face while mumbling words to himself. meanwhile, the rest of the boys were still compressed altogether at the corner of the room, as if jihoon's infection is everywhere but there. like i said, it's airborne. these boys can really be dumb sometimes.

well what do you expect from a 13 member group who share half a braincell.

before i could say a word, seungcheol lets out a whine. "i don't know what to do with this group anymore. we have the lee chan situation, lee seokmin's bicycle problem and now we have lee jihoon's sickness. and he doesn't even wanna have it treated!" the boy complained. honestly, i don't know the next move too. in addition to the lee problems, we have boo seungkwan who really isn't feeling well.

"why don't you sit down for a bit, cheol," i told him. yeah, as if that will make things better. ten points for minseul.

"don't make him sit on the couch where jihoon was earlier. that's disgusting," minghao says "remind me to clean all of my things later when i get home because oh boy, no infection is welcomed in my system. thank you very much."

i sighed, "okay, so let me get this straight—"

"what about the gays?" mingyu asks. when everyone stared at him, he knew he had to say something. the boy chuckles a little before starting to make hand gestures as he speaks. "it's a joke, because she said straight. okay? geez you guys have zero humor."

"we get it, we're not stupid, mingyu," wonwoo muttered "your joke was just unnecessary. next."

i had to clear my throat to get their attention back. "okay, so you guys agree that y'all are just going to stay there and stand up at the corner because you think jihoon's so-called infection is going to affect you?" i asked. when they all nodded, i really wanted to run my palms down my face.

"we're not even sure if jihoon has an actual infection. it was just a guess," i insisted

"you know what confucius said," seokmin announced, "prevention is better than cure!"

silence.

"you know, i don't think confucius said that," minghao replied

"no, he said that—"

"seokmin, i know confucius he didn't say that quote—"

minghao's sentence got cut halfway as seokmin jokingly gasped, "you know him!? you guys were best friends!?"

the younger could do nothing but sigh in defeat. "oh my god someone stab me in the neck please," he mumbled while seokmin laughed and nudged him. "i was kidding, i was kidding!" the latter chuckled "well, who said it then? aristotle?"

"no," wonwoo answered. here comes the smart one

"dante alighieri?"

"no."

"....william shakespeare....sunbaenim?"

"desiderius erasmus, you dimwit," wonwoo told the boy

".....i'm sorry, who?" hansol asked

"desiderius erasmus. he also said the quote 'the summit of happiness is reached when a person is ready to be what he is'" wonwoo explained. the rest of the boys went ohhh, except for junhui, who seemed like he had something else to say.

"soonyoung, did you hear that? to reach the summit of happiness, you should be ready to come out of the— ouch minghao why gotta ruin my fucking line!?" junhui shouted at hao, who just hit the back of his head.

"anyways, desiderius erasmus huh? i wouldn't have guessed," seokmin said, shrugging. "the dude's name sounds like a harry potter spell."

"speaking of spells, we have to cast one on jihoon to make him better," joshua mumbled, earning a laugh from mingyu. "yeah?" the taller said, "spells? i think you meant prayers, joshua hyung. it's okay if you want us to make a prayer circle for jihoon hyung, we won't judge you."

"shut up, mingyu," joshua crossed his arms.

when the conversation finally died down, i stood up to go to the bedroom but jihoon locked himself in there. so i headed to one of the kitchen drawers where soonyoung keeps his spare keys, then i ran back to the door. jihoon was just sitting on the bed taking selfies. when he saw me come in, he immediately hid his phone.

"wow, i'm still going to see those selfies on instagram anyway," i told him as i sat on the bed

"i'm going to hide my stories from you now," he muttered

"you get zero care from me now."

"deal," jihoon crossed his arms and raised a brow at me, "i bet you can't resist me, minseul, especially now that i'm sick."

"oh jihoon you know i can not care about you," i chuckled and stood up, "okay, i'll get back to the boys. don't call me if you need anything, alright? call seungcheol or soonyoung instead."

"what the fuck? no way, i want you, not them!!" he freaked out "don't leave, minseul, i take back what i said!"

wow, i can't believe he dropped the attitude so fast

"that's good to hear!"

all of a sudden, we heard vernon shouting from outside. i had to rush out to see what the ruckus was about. vernon was holding a pint of ice cream and he looked horrified and concerned at the same time.

"who ate this ice cream!? who!?"

and i thought this day couldn't get any more draining.

"not me," jeonghan answered "cause that flavor sucks and you obviously don't have good taste."

"perhaps i like that flavor," seungcheol muttered "you don't have to be so rude, han."

"i said, who ate the ice cream!?" the poor boy repeated, "soonyoung hyung!?"

"come on, why me!? i didn't eat any of that!" soonyoung threw his hands up, "mingyu did it!"

"wow fuck you soonyoung hyung, i didn't even lay a finger on that ice cream!" mingyu shouted "maybe chan did it, he's so quiet today!"

the youngest's eyes grew big, "b-but i don't even like that flavor!"

"see? that flavor is disgusting, i'm glad chan can relate," jeonghan gave chan a high five then tousled the boy's hair. seungcheol just rolled his eyes and mumbled things to himself.

"really? well who would eat this!?" hansol was freaking out, "you're all telling me none of you did it? that's ridiculous....unless....." he stopped talking to exchange stares with the rest.

"jihoon did it," they all concluded. give it up for their half braincell.

vernon walked past me as he rushed to the bedroom holding the pint of ice cream. "jihoon hyung, i need you to be honest with me," he sternly spoke

"no that's gross," jihoon mumbled, not even looking at vernon as he was busy scrolling on his phone. the younger had to jump on the bed and snatch the gadget away. then, through bedroom walls came raised voices from the two boys fighting over a phone and ice cream.

"hey! that's stealing!" jihoon shouted, "minseul! he stole my phone!!"

"...and?"

"and i want you to do something about it!" jihoon whined "or...or i'll cry!"

"what the fuck? cry?" vernon turned to him with a disgusted look, "i just want to know if you ate the ice cream!"

"YEAH I DID, are we okay now!? can i get my phone back now? give it back."

"well, hyung, you're not supposed to eat it."

"yeah yeah blah blah blah don't eat someone else's food," jihoon sat back and rolled his eyes, "i know all that shit already i don't need to be lectured okay? please give me my fucking phone back—"

"hYUNG THIS ICE CREAM IS WHERE YOU PROBABLY GOT YOUR SICKNESS FROM!" hansol shouted. yeah, it was so loud that the boys outside had to hasten in the bedroom to see what's going on. hansol ran his fingers through his hair and calmed himself down. his voice had gone so raspy, he could barely speak normally.

"listen, i was supposed to throw this out but forgot to do so. you know why? because people have been licking ice creams and putting them back on the shelf and they think it's so funny when it's not. they could literally give someone else a disease and look at you now!"

"what? still handsome?"

"....fuck this shit man—"

"no shut the fuck up i was joking, i get it. so, the ice cream you bought was licked?" jihoon asked

"yeah! i thought it was weird that the surface was like...so uneven and shaped like someone ate it already but i kept it and then i went onto twitter and it's all over! the ice cream licking challenge!" vernon started to freak out, "why is it even a challenge!? why are people dumb as shit like what the hell is so cool about starting a motherfuckin epidemic? it's insane how—"

"OKAY! okay i get it!" jihoon cut him off, "you don't have to talk in front of me so much that you create a mini saliva rain. i'm going to get sicker and this is supposed to be a quarantine zone now. y'all are invading my space to breathe excuse me."

vernon and i decided to leave jihoon inside the room, then he headed to the kitchen to get rid of the ice cream.

dino hummed with his eyes closed, "i want some ice cream. i wish my hyungs would buy some for me."

"you want ice cream?" joshua asked. then the youngest's eyes fluttered open, and they really seemed like they were sparkling. if anything, that's the most adorable thing i've seen this day.

"you really want ice cream?" joshua asked once more. chan nodded with so much enthusiasm. however, that cute smile of his left his face just a second after joshua's next reply.

"hansol just threw it in the trash, you can get the ice cream there."

"wow thanks," chan rolled his eyes and sat back

"hey, joshua hyung, take it easy," soonyoung pat the older's shoulder. "you weren't like this before. what happened?"

"you dated minseul. that's what happened," minghao muttered

"tea," mumbled junhui "but then soonhoon happened so--"

"motherfucker," soonyoung hissed

did i hear that right? soonhoon happened? what did they mean by that though? when i looked at soonyoung he wouldn't stare directly into my eyes for more than a second. now that's sketchy.

"hey soonie," i called

"...yes?"

"you have a minute to talk?"

the boy exchanged stares with the rest if the performance team members first before gulping. "yeah sure."

guess i'll have a talk with jihoon too.

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i'll try to write again tomorrow! i'd publish again this day but i'm currently on a drawing session. sick i know but i PROMISE! i'll update. same goes for my other books. i've been gone for so long so i gotta do smth here.
^well that didnt happen

anyways i'd love to hear more about you guys!

kbyeilu
-j