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“we’re not dying gege.” he stated simply, shrugging his shoulders as he stated the fact. “if we die because of this-” a small interruption in his sentence to cough, his lungs always having been far too sensitive. “we really are the world’s biggest idiots.” and maybe they were, yuanjun wouldn’t be surprised if he was and with how useless the older was rendering himself in this situation… they might actually be done for. which caused another laugh to escape yuanjun, the sounds slightly strained with the remnants of smoke clouding his airways. “and if we do, we probably deserve it, natural selection and all that.” he shrugged calmly.

yuanjun was launched into another burst of laughter, doubling over the table and ending in a fit of coughs as yi came up with the absolutely ridiculous plan as if it was the most logical option at hand. “no of course i don’t mean throw yourself over the fire, silly gege-” another cough rips from his throat, this one more violent and mentally, yuanjun curses his damned asthma. time to put and end to his amusement then. “i’ll do it huh, how about that? my cowardly gege.” he tutted softly, walking up to the stove, turning it off first and foremost and putting the lid on top of the pan. “see, problem solved.” he stated triumphantly before sitting back down. “thank your favorite didi for saving your life, i’ll accept repayment in the form of buying me food for the rest of my life.”

It was debatable whether Yi was panicking with a good reason or not, obviously any functioning human or any human with common sense could tell that this very very small fire was no harm, or well a little harm, but if they just extinguished it (which could be done very easily), then most likely nothing would happen. So that was the argument for why he was an idiot panicking with no reason, but then… how can you also say that he isn’t a complete fool…? Because he had never learnt this stuff, he has never learnt common stuff. Yi watches movies and watches TV, but he rarely ever does that because he finds it boring, and Yi tries his best to not communicate with other people too much. Yi can easily walk on the street while not noticing a single person, all his friends could stand in front of them and he has the talent of completely ignoring them, not even noticing that they’re there. And why does he have this talent? It was a talent his parents gave him by scaring him of the whole world, hence Yi is too scared to learn, can he not read it in a book, then he doesn’t know about it.

So when Yuanjun tells him they’re not dying, he doesn’t believe it, not the least, because he’s smart enough to know that a fire is a dangerous thing, hence what is right in front of him is a dangerous thing. And Yuanjun’s cough doesn’t help it, no it actually makes it worse, now death just seems closer, he can see Yuanjun being poisoned by the smoke, and he believes that he himself will get burnt down by the fire, so in his mind; the puzzles pieces work together; they will die.  “How can you say that we won’t die while dying”, Yi raises his voice slightly, but only very slightly. Yi squints his eyes, natural selection? Then… their so early death was fated? They could not do anything, and if was natural selection then wasn’t it a good thing? “I’ll accept my death pridefully then” 

The other continues to cough, this really makes Yi rise with panic, awe god dammit, his death might be fate but Yuanjun? Why is this Yuanjun’s fate too? He’s a young child, and while Yi does find him confusing sometimes, he sees the younger as someone cool, he looks up to the younger, and he’s sure the younger does not deserve this early death, not at all, they have a whole life and Yi wants them to live it so… maybe throwing himself over that fire to save Yuanjun won’t be that bad after all? He can die, not like he got some big purpose on earth anyway, he’s just a quiet confused boy, but Yuanjun? He shouldn’t die yet, should he? These thoughts, they make Yi look sad at the younger while biting his lip.

With the game, he honestly doesn’t expect his group members to play it too. There were some pretty cringe worthy things in that game and also it would just be weird for them to be manager of their own group. Also, they most likely wouldn’t have the time to even play with how their schedules are nowadays. This game was meant and focused for the fans and their enjoyment. The game was going to get positive results from fans, he can already see that. Who wouldn’t want to be their manager? But then again, they probably don’t realize the amount of stress that can come with being a manager.

Hearing that Yi needed a summary of the game he wonders if the younger wasn’t listening when the game was first explained to them. To be asked this it was most likely that Yi didn’t pay attention. Also, he notices that the younger was still playing with his hair and didn’t make a comment about it. He was going to let Yi play with it until he was satisfied. “To summarize basically the player is thrown into the past before we became Origin and they become our group’s manager and help us debut. There’s also that alternative universe storyline of each of us and I’m not too sure of the point of it is? I guess it’s to show what each of our lives would look like if we didn’t debut in Origin.”

Yi suddenly notices how much he had been playing with Junsu’s hair and pulls his hands back “sorry for that” he whispers as he starts to play with his fingers that had just touched the older’s hair. Yi doesn’t really know why he likes playing with the other’s hair so much, maybe it’s because it’s so soft, or because it kind of feels like petting a dog, either way Yi often finds himself playing with the other’s hair, perhaps too much. He finds it nice that Junsu doesn’t say or do anything against it, but it also confuses him, if somebody was playing with Yi’s hair all the time, then at some point he would question why, and even if Yi isn’t the type to ask many questions, he’d probably still ask that whoever. What he would ask? Not fully sure, perhaps, do you like my hair, is my hair special, why do you keep playing with my hair? But none of those questions he had yet gotten from Junsu.

Jiah lived in a dorm for quite some while when she was about Yi’s age and it has been a couple of years since she finally moved into an apartment on her own, so managing crisis, as minimal as they might be, became almost a normality. She was just glad she could put off the fire before it set the fire alarm on.

Either way, she was glad that they managed to do this without no one getting hurt, and it proved that her hours spent watching kitchen reality shows didn’t go to waste. She was prepared to many things but seeing Yi crying wasn’t one of them. The smile disappeared from her face and she was almost certain her eyebrows were probably at her hairline at this point. She approached the younger idol and patted him a couple of times on the back, “omo omo, did you get hurt anywhere Yi,” she inspected him from head to toe, but at first sight everything was okay, “that was nothing love, just something we can handle with no problem,” she smiles at him and holds him by his shoulders, “do you want me to help you to finish this up, after a scare like this I hear we MUST eat Chinese food, for starters.”

He wasn’t hurt in any way, for sure he had just been scared to death a few seconds ago. He was sure that they were both going to die, but now he was simply fascinated, amazed at how Jiah had extinguished that fire, it was amazing, like as if Jiah had just done magic. Perhaps this was just Yi’s own stupidness, because he himself never ever had learnt how to extinguish a fire, the most he knew was that water could do the work, or that if he had burning chair then he should throw it out his window, or something among those lines. But basic stuff is something Yi had never been taught, he got high grades in school, but if life had grades then he would be failing at life, the most basic stuff like how to pet a dog can be confusing for him sometimes.

     after learning how to cook, you learn how to deal with things in the kitchen. at least, duri did because he would often watch cooking shows, especially the cooking shows in the west, had become something he quite enjoyed. that’s how he learned what he would have to do when it came to putting something like a kitchen fire out that had itself contained in a pot, before it could get any worst, to say the least. after retrieving the milk, duri gripped the pot cover, making his way over, he held the cover out in front of him, before pouring milk onto the fire. after doing so, he quickly placed the cover on top of the pot. he moved the pot to the sink, placing it in there, before opening it up slightly, and running cold water into it. “okay! we’re good!” he said, a soft giggle leaving his lips.

his heart was starting to beat less fast now, which made him feel a bit better. there’s another giggle that left his lips at the words. “you want my autograph?” he questioned, which just made another giggle leave his lips. “it’s really not that big of a deal! i just knew what to do!”

    Maybe Yi is an idiot. Yi has been called smart for as long as he remembers, probably since he was a child and could put together the puzzle pieces way faster than the other kids, or maybe since he learned to walk, because even that he learned way faster than the other kids. And for sure he's smart, his grades can you tell you that, however is he that smart? Not really, a term you could call him is a “smart idiot”.  Because while Yi might have high grades, he's stupid when it comes to everything else, basic stuff like how to put out a fire? No. That can definitely only be done by a fireman or those people in movies, not by someone as simple as Duri or Yi. Yet here he stood and had witnessed it himself, Duri putting out that fire without even as much as thinking about calling the police.

“what?” she asked a bit lost, the alcohol in her system and the rumble of voices and music in the background making it hard to make out what the other was saying. “oh, wait, yeah-” she moved so she wasn’t half on top of the male at the very least. “i’m fine.” the answer clearly a lie as her first attempt to get up only got her to fall back over once more, wow tonight really wasn’t her night.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to-” her slurred speech coming to a halt as she eyed the stain on his shirt, oh, that was probably her doing too huh. “-do all of this.” she concluded her sentence a bit awkward, only then looking up to meet the other’s eye and- oh shit, she knew that face. “ming? shit, fuck, sorry, my bad.” well, that surely would be awkward next time they were both promoting.

    Whether being drunk is a good or bad thing for Yi is probably a good question. Sober Yi is always so quiet, sober Yi rarely says whats on his mind, sober Yi knows how to keep his feelings hidden, sober Yi has more than just a little bit of self-control, actually if it's possible then sober Yi has too much self-control. And staying quiet can be a good thing, however staying quiet can also (often) be a not so good thing. Automatically if you're that quiet kid, then you will often be an out-cast, for Yi? That never actually happened, Yi has always had friends, he has just always managed to have friends and be with people without speaking.

    But then there's the bad things to being a quiet kid, for example being stepped over, being treated terribly, or containing a lot of feelings inside yourself, and then suddenly getting overwhelmed. But, (of course there's a but), drunk Yi is nothing, and I repeat nothing like sober Yi. Drunk Yi has rather much trouble containing feelings inside himself, drunk Yi isn't that good at keeping quiet.

    And yet even while Yi lays there down on the floor he doesn't fully understand why he went out to drink alone, because if he's alone then there's no one to stop him from stepping over the line, so it's just Yi fighting against himself to make sure he doesn't say anything mean or rude.

    Yi stops holding his breath when the other female finally moves away from him, he looks at her half-annoyed, not that he himself seems to be very hurt, but even drunk Yi is smart enough to know that the reporters could get stupid shit out of a small situation like this, drunk Yena on top of drunk Yi all out in public? Yeah that sounds like a really good headline huh?

He wonders if he can sleep while they were on their way to the location of their photoshoot. But then he doesn’t want his face to be too puffy at the same time. He’ll just probably try his best to stay awake for now and later on during the shoot sleep while he waits for his turn. He just hopes he can get enough rest to function for the rest of the day. He hasn’t been getting much sleep lately with how hectic Origin’s schedule has been lately.

When he sees Yi coming out of his house he waves to the younger. Since they were all out here now they could start heading over to the location of their photoshoot. Hopefully they can get it done quickly without any issues. Though who knows how long this photoshoot was going to last too considering what it was for. Junsu listens to Yi’s question as he watches the younger play with his hair. Junsu did notice how Yi would sometimes play around with his hair and he would let him since it didn’t bother him. Though, about the game Junsu wondered why it was created in the first place and just assumed Gold Star needed money so they were going to take advantage of Origin and create a game. With the game the company would see some sort of revenue for them. But, did he see himself playing it? Not really. “I don’t see myself playing it,” he shrugs. “I wouldn’t be able to handle all those cringe worthy moments that are in the game and it’s just really awkward seeing myself being a manager of our group.”

    A yawn escapes the younger’s lips. Before becoming a trainee Yi had never noticed how much sleep he needed and how much of his day he used on sleeping. Yi's schedule back in China had always been; school, home, homework, dinner, sleep, and then the same every day. If Yi didn't have too much homework or if he finished his homework fast then he would often sleep for as much as eleven or twelve hours a day. Now that Yi is an idol that's basically impossible to do, even on your days off, even when you should have time to sleep, there often isn't time to sleep. There's always someone you need to meet, even for Yi, the quiet kid who doesn't have too many friends, he oh so often uses his free days on others instead of himself.

he very much easily understood what it was like to be insecure. It was something that had very much come to, however more so in high school when someone had “dated” him for a joke. or when bc used to continually turn down any type of visual work for him, only accepting the osts for him. that was one that had hit him really hard, to be quite honest. no matter how much people told him how good looking he was or how much of a visual he really was, he didn’t believe it because of the work bc had not let him do (even though they had later finally let him do it once his solo career had fully kicked off.) then there was the guy last year that had really broke him, the one he wasn’t in a relationship in (he never had gotten a real relationship, to say the least.) but he was good now, he was finally loving himself, especially because he had gotten those jobs and someone who had finally made him feel like he was as incredibly good looking as everyone would say.

he couldn’t help but raise a brow when he heard the words from the other. then a small giggle left his lips, his head shaking a bit towards the other’s words. “ah, not to drink!” he began to explain. “i need milk to be able to put the fire out!” he exclaimed. “i also need a cover to put over the pot once i pour the milk in!” the older stated, closing the fridge. “is it out on the terrace?” he said, before he’s going to grab something to cover the pot just so he could go quickly.

    Duri wanted to put out this fire by himself? With nothing but milk and a cover? How could such thing be possible? Wouldn’t Duri need one of those fancy big red fire cars Yi had seen in the movies? Or was the cool Duri even cooler than Yi thought he was, able to put out a fire by himself? Was Duri some magical creature? Incredibly smart? The real-life version of Batman? How could Duri be even cooler than Yi already thought he was? This was amazing, almost tear worthy. Yi had invited the other over because he wanted to impress them, instead he ended up getting impressed himself, this was amazing, unbelievable, how could one man even be that cool.  He watched the other man as they grabbed something to cover the pot with and as they walked out onto his terrace to grab the milk, how cool, how could one man be so cool. Yi felt it pressing, the tears pressing, seconds ago he had feared death, and now he was watching a man safe him.