It’s convenient so he stays over his cousin’s place while he’s got himself a summer job.

And his cousin is regretting ever consenting to it. 

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“Oh my god,” Shindong breathed as he dragged his feet inside his cousin’s house and flopped on the first soft object he sees – a burgundy colored hand-shaped ottoman – and as he drops, it looked like the hand caught him, perfectly fitting within its palm. Shindong actually thought it would be hard, since it gave a marble-like look and it always amazes him whenever he sits or as of now drops on it because it’s actually soft.

“Ain’t like the gym huh?” Heechul, his cousin said, who sat comfortably in a simple looking lounge which Shindong always notes never compliments the ottoman which was supposed to be the norm. Shindong groaned in answer.

“Why couldn’t you get a massage chair instead?” Shindong muttered when he noticed the new club chair upholstered in antique leather at a corner of the room.

“That’s what a massage parlor is for Shindong.”

“But I’m not loaded unlike you, and massage chairs don’t need your money so it’s convenient.”

“Maybe you should transfer on the bed, don’t you feel uncomfortable lying on the ottoman?” Heechul sounded worried as he crouched and tilted his head to be at least level with Shindong’s. A smile turned softly when he noticed his ever so hard working cousin snoring lightly despite his odd position.