“xi luhan, if you throw another eraser duster or whatever – oh my goodness – it is at me again, i swear i will shave your hair personally!” yoona’s sudden outburst cut across the peaceful morning’s silence.

only to be met with a (not-so) innocent smile from the culprit of her anger. glaring at the pretty boy, yoona made another vain attempt to pluck out the stapler bullets, that luhan had threw towards her, out of her hair.

“i didn’t do anything, yoona!” luhan ‘innocently’ blinked at the angered lady, “i’m not the only guy here with a stapler and an eraser, you know.”

“oh no, you don’t,” jongin snorted and interrupted before yoona could answer, “don’t even think of it, xi luhan. you’re very much the only who would throw such ridiculous things at yoona.”

“i’m your hyung!” luhan snapped while jongin merely shrugged with a grin.

“don’t think you’re out of it, kim jongin!” yoona shrieked once again, “you’re no better!

“what did i do?” jongin’s eyes widen at yoona’s accusing gaze.

“exactly my point!” yoona cried dramatically, flailing her arms around.

“…drama queen,” luhan snickered.

“childish brat!” yoona stuck her tongue out at the chinese male.

“who’s the childish one here now, huh?” luhan smirked.

“xi luhan, you’re such a jerk, jerk, jerk!” yoona hollered, hitting him over and over again.

luhan merely grinned while jongin managed to peel yoona away from her attempt to murder luhan, because as much as he wishes for it to happen, they both need luhan to tutor them in chinese, unfortunately, for their upcoming test. however, in mere minutes, yoona’s outcry of protest could be heard again and also the sound of someone being hit. jongin groaned and slammed his head into his palms, giving up even trying to separate the never-ending duo.

author’s note;

this is such a fail omg. fail, fail, fail! i knew i should not have attempted on comedy/crack, whatever is it, but i just cannot help myself ;_____; excuse me while i go cry over my fail, thank you. and thank you for all the love <3