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“Of course I did! I’m not going to touch the food with dirty hands!” She said as she tied a apron on. Today was the day Seulgi decided to try out cooking. Just in case she might cut her finger off or burn the house down, she called a friend to help her out. Kimbap was the menu of the day. Something extremely simple but a challenge for someone who has never step foot into a kitchen. “You’ve washed your hands too, right? You’re going to be helping me!”

Seulgi tilted her head to right. Then to the left. Either way she looked at it, it was exactly that. “Y-yeah I guess it is. I don’t even know why I have this…” She has no idea where it came from but it’s in her house so apparently its hers now. She picked it up and placed it on a shelf. “I’ll just place it over here.. Let’s just say it’s a very unique piece of art…”

Did he just say spider? There was one thing that Park Jimin hated and that was insects, The multiple eyed creatures that crawled around urked him and the worst of it was; The other male just had to say it was the eight legged creature that made anyone freak out.

　　　　“Wh—what?! You’re joking right—?!!!!”

As much as he’d like to stay still and keep his cool, He’s already turning his head and brushing his shoulder off quickly in attempt to get rid of the creature, if it really were there, that is. Jimin was too gullible to even think of it being a joke, Spiders were a big deal to joke about; What if they were poisonous?

“I mean, no.” It wasn’t really the the kind of situation that you could laugh at, so he wasn’t really left with anything to do but watch as the man went through some loud existential crisis concerning the existence of this spider-- which frankly wasn’t that large. However, Kibum didn’t get payed enough to pull middle school pranks on customers mid shift and he wasn’t about to sit and wait for this man to be bitten and for him to be sued. “It’s not some venomous giant black hairy thing if that’s what you’re thinking, but it’s sort of big and-- oh it’s crawling down your chest. Do you mind?”

As soon as the male pick her up, she raised a brow at his words making the girl snort. “You watched Star Wars, right? Or you really meant that..”

Baekhyun stared at the collapsed heap of laundry detergent on the department store floor. The bottles had been piled in a neat pyramid just three seconds ago, but that had come undone when Baekhyun had swung the basket hanging on his arm, knocking the whole thing over.

The employee witnessing the whole thing didn’t look happy.

“Whoops?” Baekhyun said with a disarming smile, hoping that it would be enough to convince the man not to punch his guts. “Didn’t mean to. Need help with cleaning that up?”

It wasn’t his display to be upset about, and that in itself made the situation a little worse than he’d like to admit. For a week straight, at different times throughout the day, Naeun went on and on about this glorious laundry detergent display that she had put together--  a product Kibum wasn’t even aware that they sold-- and now he’d have to hear about how it was maliciously torn down by a short man with poor sense of direction.

“You know, I’m not really the superstitious type but you probably would have been better off with a raincoat than that holey umbrella I keep telling you to throw away.” Kibum had returned from the kitchen with a hot towel in hand, leaving the tea kettle behind to heat up quietly over the stove top. He made his way over to her, opting to hobble on both knees after hitting the halfway mark to the living room.