#gj.

♣ Would you rather have someone look through your camera roll or your messages?

“yah, go junwhore--” she calls him out, only seconds after the question is heard and the pink haired is already on the edge of slapping him wherever she can reach--which, by the intermission of a god who despises hayi and loves junhoe, is probably only by his chest. 

“camera.” hayi replies in a smaller, more composed and calm voice, even the flushing that had taken her neck at the moment now vanishing, despite his appearance there with his eyes on her--hayi had long gotten used to it. suhyun was the one with the compromising pictures, anyway. “none of those for you, though.”