“NO, GET AWAY FROM ME!” Aoora yelled as he ran through the living room to get to their bedroom. The outburst disrupted the silence in the dorm and made the boys on the couch jump.

Woosang ran after him with his gloved hands covered in hair-bleach. “COME HERE, HYUNG! I’LL MAKE YOU LOOK PRETTY!”

A second later, the bedroom door was slammed shut and muffled voices could be heard from the room all five boys share.  Unaware of the hair-bleach Woosang had in his hands, Kimchi, Juwon and Hoik all looked at each other questioningly. “I’ll be… outside if anyone needs me.”  Kimchi said as he exited the dorm. Hoik and Juwon stood up slowly and walked over to the room that their two older friends were in. After giving each other glances, Juwon banged on the door with his fists.

“Woosang-hyung! Aoora-hyung! The least you could do is tell us when you’re getting it on so we can leave the dorm.” He shuddered and watched Hoik laugh silently. He shook his head and decided to join Kimchi outside. He grabbed Hoik’s arm gently and walked out the front door.

Meanwhile in the bedroom, the two older guys of the bunch were sprawled out on the floor. Out of breath, Woosang turned towards Aoora and laughed.

“What? You got it on my face, didn’t you?” Aoora asked while his hands were brought up to his face. He glared at Woosang and ran his hands through his hair. “You got it in my hair!? Woosang, that’s so messed up!”

“Hyung, I didn’t get it in your hair. I’m not that dumb …. Or that mean.”  Woosang answered. He sat up and blinked at the other male, “Although, I got you good.”

Panicking, Aoora jumped up and ran to the mirror they had in the room.  When he saw his reflection and what Woosang did to him, he yelped. “Woosang!” He cursed under his breath as he attempted to wipe off the hair-bleach the younger one smeared all over his brows, “You messed up my eyebrows!”

“Well, lesson learned.” Woosang stated as he stood up, smirked at his hyung’s reflection and walked out of the room. “No need to apologize though.”

Aoora blinked before following Woosang back out through the living room and into the bathroom they were in before. He heard the front door open and immediately covered his brows before anyone else could see them.

“Oh look, they’re done.” Juwon said to the other two boys as he plopped down on the couch, “That was really quick.”

Aoora rolled his eyes, dropped his hands and gave Juwon a look. “We weren’t doing that, Juwon.” He pointed to his brows, “This happened.”

As the younger boys attempted to catch their breaths while laughing, Kimchi piped up and asked, “What did you do?”   

“…I called him fat.”