Synopsis: Either cleaning them up or getting them out of their mess

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

“Like why the fuck do you have dirt all over your face?” You wiped his face off aggressively, he didn’t say anything but starred at you.

“Like how do you get dirt on your face?” He continued to stare at you with a grin slowly appearing on his face which you caught.

“This ain’t funny James like seriously”

“I was out with the boys” “yea doin something all y’all had no business doing”

You rolled your eyes harder then necessary.

“You gotta be more careful James” your voice soften just a little then normal.

“Awe your care” he smirked, you looked at him through your lashes before throwing the whips at his face, making him laugh a little.

“Was running from the cops” you let out a loud scoff “of course you were.”

You snatched a new whipe from the pack, wiping his face once again.

“You to rough baby” “good maybe your deserve it”

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧

You waited for him at the back of the school with your arms crossed, clearly pissed off at him for breaking his promise that he made.

He just had gotten into a fight over something so stupid and petty, like why does he always get into fight-

The doors bust open revealing Martin and that stupid boyish grin of his.

“I don’t know why you think shits a game Martin-you do realize that if you get into one more fight you won’t be able to graduate right?”

You squinted your eyes stepping closer to him.

“Yes ma I know-“ “clearly you fuckin don’t” he saw how upset you were.

“Ma c’mon he was talkin shit” he tried to defend the situation while placing his hands on your hips.

“No you’re defending the situation” “…[💕] I don’t know why your so-“

Your glare made him cut himself off “thread lightly Martin” you warned him.

“Okay I promise, for real, I won’t get into anymore more fight” he held his pinky out.

You glared at his pinky and back at him before wrapping your pinky around his.

“If you break this promise again, see what’s gonna happen” he smiled at your threat, kissed you, but ended up whining in the kiss as he felt you twisted his pinky.

“Ow ow ow ow ooowww, MA” “keep playin Martin me, your sister, friends, AND PARENTS wanna see your stupid ass walk across that stage”

𝐉𝐮𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧

“Like why would you even bring the weed pen in there in the first place?” You stood infront of him with your hands over your hips waiting for his answer.

“You know I’m a fiend-“ you cut him off with a loud laugh “oh please Juhoon-“ “other people bring there” he stood up pointing his hand out.

“Other people are NOT with me Juhoon, and this is about you and the decision you make” he stared at you.

“Like c’mon on Juhoon, stop getting in trouble, can you go ONE day, hell-a week without getting in trouble?”

He sigh loudly sitting down with his hands covering his face while you walked up to him.

You slightly yanked his head up making him look up at you “I just want you to stop getting into trouble juji”

You putted your hands in his hair caressing it.

He place his full face into your stomach, hands rubbing up and down on the back on your thighs.

“I’m sorry” “Juhoon-“ “no I mean it, I’m sorry for how I make your feel about my actions”

He looked back up at you giving you that look with his eyes.

“Forgive me?” You stared at his eyes before annoying sighing “fine” he grinned but you yanked his hair “don’t do it again”

He made a noise and nodded his head understanding you.

𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐧

You waited outside of the police station, after bailing him out for the 6TH time by now, once he came out seeing you there leaning against your car.

He smirked slyly making his way to you, once he was close enough he opened his arm to hug you but you pushed him back.

“Damn it’s like that-“ “yes seonghyeon it is”

he rolled his eyes already getting annoyed. “Why are you getting so upset for?”

You looked at him like he was stupid.

“BITCH-…..this gon be my last time bailing you out, and when you get arrested again, seonghyeon don’t call me” you turned around walked around from him to the driver side.

“Okay? I won’t” you quickly turned back to him and he flinched a little.

“seonghyeon don’t piss me off, I’m upset because you keep getting arrested and I don’t want you to keep getting arrested, I just want you out of trouble” you pleaded to him.

“Baby I won’t get arrest again” he walked over to you wrapping his arms around you and you gave him a knowing look.

“You said the after you got arrest the first time seonghyeon-“ he whined.

“Stop calling me that, it’s baby or Sean to you” you pulled back from him while he smirked at you “get the into car seonghyeon”

He chuckled and was around to walk around but you grabbed the back of shirt.

“Make this your last time nor I’m actually gonna let you sit in that jail cell longer then you should”

He laughed out loud not believing anything your saying, clearly taking you as a joke.

“I’m serious seonghyeon” he shook his head and got into the car.

𝐊𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐡𝐨

“How did he even get this drunk?” You asked his friends who was having trouble getting him into the passenger seat.

“I don’t know, we told him he needs to slow down but he doesn’t listen to us-“ “he doesn’t listen to nobody” his other friend spoke up.

You shook your head rolling your eyes “okay thanks” you walked off to the driver side as they close the passenger door going back inside the party.

You turned your head to him seeing him already looking at you with a drunk smile “I miss you”

“I thought I told you not to get drunk or get too drunk Keonho” you reach over to out the seat belt on him.

“Mhmm you don’t miss me back” you could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“We need to get you home-“ “I don’t wanna go home without thought.”

You gave him a look “you parents kicked you out for shit like this and I don’t blame them” he gave you a pouty look.

“You so mean to mean” he leaned over tying to kiss you but you moved away.

“You reek of alcohol Keonho” “kiss me back” he whined out. “Stop getting drunk” you pushed him back and started driving.

“I love you [💕] you quickly look at him seeing him smile with his eyes closed, about to fall asleep.

You scoffed at him “I love you too idiot”

-

It was around midnight when u were laying on ur bed with pink silk sheets as u read the magazine while the tv played in the background.

Early you and Martin had gotten into an argument about over nothing but you still didn't care about how petty you were being.

A tap came from your winding which made you looks back see martin, his hair all over the place, white wife beater and saggy jeans that barely cover the brand of his underwear.

You rolled your eyes getting off the bed and walked over to the window with your arms crossed "what?" It came out muffled and he urged you to open the window, with another sigh you opened it

"what?" You repeated with attitude.

He caught it and smirked "you still mad from earlier?" He ask and started to climb into your window as you starred at him in disbelief.

"uh yes I'm still mad why'd you even do something like that" You said.

"c'mon ma everybody found it funny" he mumbled as he stumbled a little, gaining his balanced.

"Everybody's not my boyfriend Martin" he glared up at you trying to figure out why were you THAT upset.

"Y'all were laughing at her-" "baby all she did was fell off her skateboard-" "and could've broken her neck"

you argued back cutting him off. He stared at you for a second before laughing loud.

You quickly cover his mouth "shut up before my parents hear you, you know my daddy doesn't play that"

He calmed down a little and took your hand off his mouth while a smile on his face from laughing. “and what the fuck is so funny?”

"Baby she's fine, why do you think like that?"

He ask wrapping his arms around your waist, just holding

"because Martin things like that can happen" he looked at you clearly knowing this argument still wasn't going nowhere.

"You know what, I'm sorry your right I shouldn't had laughed at her and shit like that can happen"

You started at him a little shocked, didn't expect him to give in so easily. You looked away for a second “it’s okay, just don’t do that again”

He groaned and leaned in to give your check a kiss before traveling down your neck with light but heavy kisses "thank you baby" he smirked, you rolled your eyes "okay now go"

You pushed him off you as he stumbled back with a confused look

"I can't stay the night?" "no you can not, I have somewhere important to be with my family and have to get up early Marin so get out"

You pushed him once again "c'mon baby just lemme stay for a few minutes and I'm gone" you gave him a look "Martin...everytime you say that you end up staying the night-*

"Because you won't let me" "and my daddy will kill you so if u love your life-leave"

He stared at you for a second before quickly pulling you into his arms and gave you a proper kiss "please"

He pulled slightly back mumbling "no Martin go" he groaned and pulled away giving you a sad puppy look.

You pointed your hand out to the window for him to go "I’ll see you later ma" "bye Martin" your voice soften a bit making him grin as he starts climbing out the window.

Once he made it to the ground you noice his pants hanging off his ass so u leaned slightly out the window shouting.

"And pull your goddamn pants up, you looser" without looking back he pulled them up sucking his teeth, hopping on his skateboard and rolled away. You watch him leave, rolling your eyes "idiot" and closed your window shut.

-

You were standing in the practice room, scrolling on your phone, completely unaware that Martin was eyeing you from across the space. 6 feet tall, he had this effortless way of towering over everyone, and he knew it. Meanwhile, you at 5’5 were the perfect target for one of his favorite habits.

Without warning, you felt a sudden weight press lightly on your head. You glanced up only to see Martin’s long arm casually draped across the top of your head like it was the backrest of a chair.

"Really?" you said, glaring up at him.

Martin smirked down at you, clearly amused. "What? You're the perfect height for this. It's comfortable."

You rolled your eyes, shifting side to side, trying to throw his arm off, but he kept it balanced like he'd practiced it for years. "I'm not your human armrest, Martin."

"Yes, you are," he replied with zero hesitation, his deep voice laced with playfulness. "You're exactly the right height. It's almost like you were made for it."

You gasped dramatically, pushing at his chest. "Excuse me? Don't act like I'm furniture just because you're built like a lamp post!”

He laughed, the sound bouncing off the studio mirrors. "A very handsome lamp post though."

"More like a giraffe," you shot back.

Martin tilted his head, still resting his arm on you like it weighed nothing. "Better a giraffe than a penguin. You know... since penguins are short and waddle." He gave you a pointed look, clearly teasing.

"Did you just compare me to a penguin?!" you exclaimed, smacking his arm, though he didn't budge an inch.

"Yes. But a very cute penguin." His grin widened, eyes sparkling as he watched your expression shift from fake annoyance to trying not to laugh.

You let out a huff, crossing your arms. "One day, Martin, I'll wear the tallest heels I can find, and then I'll rest my arm on your head."

He chuckled, finally moving his arm to wrap it around your shoulders instead, pulling you closer. "Sure, but until then... penguin armrest privileges are mine."

Despite your protests, you leaned into him slightly, your pout giving away to a smile. "You're ridiculous."

"And you're short," he teased again, earning another playful shove. But even as you pushed him away, you caught the warmth in his eyes, the kind that said this little height joke of his was just another way of being close to you.

—A/N