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With your hands over Hansol’s eyes as a last ditch effort to surprise him after Seungkwan half spoiled it, you carefully directed him through the empty street. A blindfold would’ve been a lot simpler with the same end results, but you had both agreed years ago never to do that because it looked too much like kidnapping.

“When do I get to look?”

“In just a second. Remember that one night we were watching snake videos and you said it’d be fun to have one?” You didn’t need to see his face to know he was smiling. You could hear it in his voice when he responded.

“Yeah, that was last night.”

“Well I brought you to the next best thing.” You uncovered his eyes, and he laughed when he saw you had brought him to the local animal supplies store that also had a few animals you could buy. Mainly fish, though.

“Does this mean I can get a fish?” He turned to you with excited eyes, and you almost thought about letting him for a second.

“No, this means I have an interview in five minutes here and I wanted emotional support. Plus the apartment still has the no pet rule, and that applies to fish.” He huffed and you booped his nose, walking into the store ahead of him so you wouldn’t be late.

While you went to go find the manager that was going to interview you, Hansol made his way to the back of the store where the fish were kept in a separate, darker room. He walked around and looked at all the different species, even stopping to read the labels and name the few snails.

When you got back and opened the door, you found him humming a song, his finger pressed against the glass as a goldfish swam up to it. Hansol smiled when the goldfish tried to eat his finger through the glass.

“Thank you,” he cooed. “as the most amazing person in the room, I’ll gladly accept that.” He jumped when he heard you laughing softly, and he took his finger away from the glass.

“Are we still not able to get a fish?” You looked between Hansol and the goldfish you swore was giving you the stink eye, and both of them knew you were going to cave in.

“I’m sure the guy won’t mind one little goldfish.” Hansol started celebrating before you even finished your sentence.

“I’ll name you Jimmy.”

And that was how an army of fish started in your apartment.

Normally the sound of glass shattering would cause panic and concern, but not when you live with Mingyu. A sigh escaped your lips as you paused the video you were watching, making your way to the kitchen at a regular pace because this was normal.

“Let me guess, the dog again?” You teased, and Mingyu rolled his eyes. 

The last time you had found him cleaning up glass, he claimed it was because a stray dog had followed him home and into the house, causing him to trip and break a mug. He knew you didn’t believe that story one hundred percent, hence why you brought it up every time something went wrong for him.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny. Now can you please help me? I’m going to be late.” Recognizing that this morning must not have been going well judging by his annoyed tone, you squatted down and helped him pick up the bigger pieces before running the vacuum.

Mingyu ran a hand through his hair as he groaned, his gaze set on the stove clock. “My boss is going to kill me.” He wasn’t going to be that late by any standards, but by his boss’ he might as well have never showed up.

“At least you’ll die doing what you love; walking into danger. Though for you it’s more like walking causes danger.” This finally made him crack a smile and laugh as he got up from the floor.

“If anything, danger likes walking into me, making me fall, and then laughing at me.”

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Jeonghan burst through the front door of your apartment, stress and exasperation written all over his manner. You peeked around the wall that separated the kitchen from the entrance, and his eyes lit up when he saw you.

“What’s up?” You hadn’t seen him in awhile with all of his concert prep, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss your best friend, but barging through your front door without warning when you were trying to make dinner was a bit excessive.

“Nope, hug first.” He kicked off his shoes by the door and turned you around to face him when you tried to go back to cooking, burying his face in your hair and taking a deep breath.

Setting all bitterness aside that he had been ignoring your texts, you hugged him back tightly and let him take as long as he needed. If it wasn’t for the food on the stove, you didn’t think he’d ever let go.

Without explaining anything, he started setting the table while you finished cooking, inviting himself to dinner. It’s a good thing you accidentally put too many noodles in the pot tonight.

It took until you were both halfway through the meal for him to finally speak. Sure, you had conversed, but it took him that long to finally spill what was bothering him.

“So... you know all the concert prep we’ve been doing?” You hummed, not wanting to provide with the opportunity to get distracted with words. “Well, now we’re filming a documentary to go with it.”

“And you’re worried carats won’t like what they see.” You finished for him, causing him to sigh.

“There’s a lot that can go wrong on tours. Even Jihoon mentioned it might be too personal.” He rested his head in his hands, his fingers laced through his hair and gripping onto the locks.

“Do you want me to tell you it’s a bad idea or that you should do it?” It was too difficult to know exactly what to say to him, especially knowing how hard he’s worked to always show his best.

“Well I don’t have too much of a choice. Almost everyone already agreed, and the only way we wouldn’t is if everyone openly hated the idea.”

“In that case, do you remember what you told me when I was debating between continuing my animal hospital dream or going for the job lined up for me?” He raised his head from his hands, giving you a dead glare.

“We were both drunk, how could I?”

“You told me tell your story. Become words, become ideas... you never know what or who it’ll affect.”

“I doubt that. It doesn’t even apply to the context.”

“It does now. If anything, I think it’s the perfect opportunity to test it.” Jeonghan got up from his chair, taking you into his arms once more.

“I knew coming to you was the right idea. Your strange words always make sense somehow.”

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Joshua sat on the couch of your living room, completely enveloped in the game he was playing. He had volunteered to watch your kid for the night so you could have free time to go hang out with your friends, and it was an offer you couldn’t deny.

Your kid, who was actually a toddler, sat next to him, his little eyes trying their best to stay open as they had been for the past ten minutes. The two had been playing together, but Joshua had sensed that he was getting tired and took the opportunity to get a few rounds in on his game.

“You want to go to bed now, bud?” The toddler shook his head, wanting to watch Joshua play for just a little longer. He placed his little hands over his eyes, going with the philosophy that if he couldn’t see him, he couldn’t be seen.

“M’not here.” Joshua smiled, setting his controller down to the side of him.

“Well if you’re not here I guess I’ve been talking to Mr. Lion for awhile.” 

At the thought of Joshua talking to his favorite stuffed animal, and the fact that he was very tired and getting silly, the toddler burst into high pitched laughter. He still managed to keep his hands covering his eyes, not wanting to be discovered.

“Why am I always the funniest when no one is around to hear it?” Joshua knew the joke wasn’t that funny, but a part of him was still happy the kid had found it be hilarious.

“M’here!” He uncovered his eyes, lifting his arms into the air to make sure he could be seen. Taking advantage of his exposed sides, Joshua reached over to tickle him.

The child squirmed as he burst into laughter once more, trying to escape the tickle monster. There was no way he was going to bed anytime soon now.

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“Now remember, this end goes towards the zombies,” Joshua pointed to the barrel of the gun. “and not the other way.”

The others rolled their eyes at his ‘piece of advice.’ They had heard similar variations of that joke ever since the zombie outbreak last week, and he didn’t seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. Who knows, maybe it’s a defense mechanism?

“Yeah, keep making jokes. That’ll win the war.” Wonwoo drawled, unloading his own weapon and placing it back in his holster. The hip-hop unit (as they referred to themselves as) had just come back from their own patrol, making it the vocal unit’s turn.

It was easier to refer to their situation as a war rather than what it actually was. Wars could be won. Wars had survivors. Delaying of your inevitable death didn’t sound pleasing at all.

Supplies and barricades were scattered around the basement of the warehouse they had chosen as their hideout. The thirteen males were exhausted and lacking food and water, but they had enough to live off of. The almost constant adrenaline rush kept them from thinking about it.

“Alright, we need to head out.” Jihoon commanded, leading the other four out of the warehouse behind him and searching the area. 

They had learned it was better to get to the zombies before they got to them, but it was only a slight upper hand. There had only been the rare occasion that they ever came across a zombie, so the chance of the five of them crossing paths with one during their shift was very slim.

“Movement, one o’clock.” Jeonghan whispered, his ears having picked up on it far before anyone else could.

It wasn’t soon enough, though. The zombie had picked up on them too and was now staggering over faster than the usual zombie. It’s erratic path made it difficult to get a good shot in.

“Where’d you get the alcohol? Sharing is caring!” Joshua called out, a teasing smile on his lips as the zombie froze long enough to give Dk a perfect shot.

“I think my jokes just might win the war.” The smile remained on his lips as Jeonghan smacked the back of his head.

“Maybe if they were good enough they would.”

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