i took snacks from sehun's stash and blamed you when he asked. you'll take the blame this time, yes? yes. thank you, hyuuuung!
( 𝟎𝟒 남자:! eyes are rolled and a painting of pure exhaustion with the other is splayed across his face in vibrant reds and blacks; he was angry and those colors were more so hypothetical for his feelings. but he wasn’t angry angry, he rather enjoyed winding his younger band mate up and he was always one for a good act of god help you kim jongin every now and then, so when he stands up and throws his nintendo ds to the sofa, he huffs, arms crossed over his chest. “ why do you always blame me? what do you mean this time you do it all the damn time, jongin. ” he sighs then, the sound of tomadachi life ringing in the background and acting as some sort of white noise to clear the silence soon after.
“ he’s gonna notice it isn’t me because i’m dieting, so you’ll need somebody else to cover for you; i’m not taking the blame again. ” it wasn’t as if he was afraid of sehun’s temper, he’d easily buy him another pack of whatever jongin stole on his behalf; it was the trivial fun of messing around with the younger that got him to play along in the end.
