#haracu

“That’s a big chicken. Are they usually that big?” They could have been two kids standing at the window of a candy shop for how they were staring at the chicken just behind the glass. “Mmm,” she hummed out her agreement with the others words, a wide eyed, “Huh?” following it up as she was suddenly grabbed onto. Her eyes narrowed as she caught the look in Hara’s, continuing through her suggesting cough until Chaerin broke into a chuckle at the sheer unwillingness of the other to let down the pleading eyes. “Don’t give me that look! You know how to use it to well...” She cast a quick glance back at the chicken, looking so good. It had probably just finished cooking. Agh. Her mouth might be watering, just a teeny tiny bit. Swallowing, she cleared her throat and turned her attention back to the woman still clinging to her. “Well... what are the magic words?”

“Rude gyal shut up, cah mi nuh want no wifey!” That was one phrase of lyrics he loved shouting out, just because it was one of the best parts of a song Bobby loved listening to. He hadn’t expected for anyone to have heard him rapping so loudly, nor did the fact the words could have been slightly offending to some. But regardless, he continued, this time trying to sing the chorus. “You’d be lying if you said I wasn’t suttin’ that you’re into. Don’t be stuntin’ in front of your friends, you know what I’m into.”

“ no it’s not-- wait. ” still groggy, the earlier nap he had taken had left him in a daze. he had thoughtlessly put on his clothes before heading to his schedules, was that why his hyungs were laughing earlier? looking down as eyes narrow into a squint, assessing the situation he is not entirely sure- easily confused over the matter. “ hara-ssi, isn’t this how it’s supposed to look? ” tugging up the collar over his chin unconsciously as if to hide his complex, brows furrowed together and a crease forming in between.

“I’m calm, sunbae. You don’t have to worry, I won’t get worked up,” he reassures her, flashing a pleasant smile.

( he chuckled ) no, i don’t think the best way of doing that is by throwing it against the floor, hara ( he knelt down and grabbed the toy that supposedly would speak if it’s paw was pressed, but they had tried many times and had failed )

But he didn’t expect finding something interesting that made the corner of his lip twitched; he was smiling, then proceed to stare at her briefly. “I didn’t know you can pull of concept like these.” Minho expressed his amusement towards the female when he find a certain pictorial of hers, his gaze glued on the device he’s holding afterwards. Hara seems to be curious hearing his words, the female then trying to take his phone away but he hold it high in the air while Minho chuckles because of her failed attempts. But eventually he gave her his phone, showing her the picture tab that’s still being opened in the browser. “I just don’t see it coming from you, alright."

She had to close her eyes for a short period of time, just to stop herself from shooting a glare, although merely a joking one. “You should change your name to Shakespeare or something. A famous philosopher or poet. Better yet, write a book and be famous under your own name.” With a sigh to feign being upset, she lowered the book she was holding back to the pile it was with, and turned to face the other with a wrinkled nose. “You better have bought one for me too, considering how fast you left me for it.”