Uwaahhhh its me again~~ sorry I took 5 days to update. I was reading and commenting on the stories I like and since there's no recent update, I decided to update a chapter myself kekeke~. It literally took me five hours on this one, since I haven't got an idea on what to type, so i just typed and ended up with this o.o

no title yet, but im willing to read your suggestion's regarding the title. Hope you like this update!

It’s been three days since that incident happened: three days since Dara and Ji Yong crossed paths — three days since they kissed. It was also three days since Dara and Exo’s conflict; three days since Exo had a huge fight for the first time; and three days since Dara left Exo. For three whole days, gossips were nonstop: either it’s about Exo or Dara. No matter how much Exo would scold them — threat them if possible — they just wouldn’t stop.

“I can’t take this anymore!” Kris snapped as he abruptly ruffled his hair in annoyance. They just got home from school and they were dead tired. Chanyeol threw himself to the couch in their living room — his stomach laid flat and his face buried on the throw pillow of the couch.

“Tiyomhifussofuu, aysohunri!” he mumbled, but his friends didn’t understand what he said. “Chanyeol, if you’re going to say something at least say it clearly.” Baekhyun said as he turned the t.v on. Chanyeol raised his head a little wearing a frown, “I said: D.O make us some food, I’m so hungry!” he buried his face on the pillow once more. As soon as he said that, most of the boy’s stomachs growled — including Kris’s. D.O couldn’t help but laugh at his friends. “Alright, alright. Just give me thirty minutes and I’ll bring food here.” The boys obediently nodded and sat on the floor and watched t.v.

After thirty minutes of waiting, D.O appeared from the kitchen carrying food on both hands. Suho offered help to D.O and he gladly handed the food and went in the kitchen once more. He went out again after a few minutes; this time he was holding two pitchers of mango juice. He placed it on the floor and went back again in the kitchen. After a few minutes of going back and forth from the kitchen to the living room and vice versa, he finally sat beside Kai and motion them to eat.

The boys’ jaw dropped as they saw the foods in front of them. D.O woke Chanyeol up; he grunted for a moment, but then his face lit up when he saw food. Without a word, he grabbed a plate and got one of everything on his plate: fried chicken, spaghetti, rice, bulgogi, galbi, and short ribs. The boys stared at Chanyeol as he ate;  ‘He really is hungry…’  they thought. Chanyeol sensed many pairs of eyes looking at him, so he looked up. “What?” he asked innocently as he shoves a spoonful of bulgogi in his mouth, happily chewing his food. The boys just shook their heads; they smiled at Chanyeol and began eating too.

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“Hyung…” Chanyeol moaned as he held his tummy. He ate too much that he felt his stomach’s going to blow up any second. He was lying on the floor for five minutes now and he still can’t get up.

“Someone… Anyone… Help me!... Hyung!...” he cried dramatically as he rolled to another side. The boys didn’t know what to do: laugh or pity him.

“Hyung…” he called desperately; Baekhyun sighed as he pushed himself off the couch and sat beside Chanyeol.

“Bacooon help me~” Chanyeol did an aegyo, Baekhyun just shook his head and looked at Chanyeol.

“What do you want Yeol?” he casually asked. “Carry me~!” Chanyeol pleaded while still doing aegyo at Baekhyun; Baekhyun made a face, “Dude, don’t do that. You’re creeping me out.” Chanyeol chuckled. “Ahh, it hurts!” Chanyeol held his stomach even tighter; now it was Baekhyun’s turn to chuckle.

“Baboya…” Baekhyun smiled. He kneeled and put one arm around Chanyeol’s back while the other arm underneath Chanyeol’s knees and started to carry him.

“Such a wonderful bromance.” Chen teased while pretending to be teary-eyed and wipe a tear in his eye. Baekhyun glared at him but Chen only stuck out his tongue at him.

“B-bacon, take me t-to the bathroom… I think I’m g-going to throw up. Hmmpp—” Chanyeol quickly covered his mouth, trying not to vomit. Baekhyun panicked and walked fast to the hall in the bathroom — “Yeol I’m warning you, don’t you dare puke on me!”

It was nearly midnight when Luhan sat up from his bed. He couldn’t sleep well for the past three nights — and this night wasn’t an exception. He looked at the bed on his right and saw Baekhyun, sleeping soundly on it; he smiled. Luhan got up quietly and tiptoed his way to the door. With one last glance at the sleeping figure of Baekhyun, he cautiously opened the door and slid out, closing it very carefully trying not to make a sound. He then went to the kitchen to get some water, but decided to get a bottle of milk instead to make him feel sleepy. He wanted to get some fresh air so he decided to go to their backyard — to which there’s also a garden.

Luhan reached for the door that lead to the yard; he opened it and instantly saw a figure sitting on a swing on the swing set, staring into nothing. ‘It looks like I’m not the only one who can’t sleep tonight.’ He thought. He quietly approached the figure on the swing set to see a better look at him, since it was dark.

“Hey”, Luhan lightly tapped the figure’s shoulder and to his surprise, it was Kris.

Dara sat quietly near the window in Bom’s room. She wasn’t talking or even doing anything at all except staring into nothing. Bom decided to approach her.

“It’s been three days, Darongie. Why don’t we return you tomorrow; I’m sure they are worried sick about you.” Bom said to Dara as she embraced Dara from behind and rested her chin on Dara’s shoulder; Dara did not talk. Bom heaved a sigh as she let go of Dara. “Ok, we won’t return you if you don’t want to. But at least attend the class tomorrow, ok?” Dara just nodded slowly. Bom then walked over to Minzy and CL who were busy surfing the internet using Bom’s laptop.

“Yah, Dara’s here in need of comfort yet you two are busy playing?” scolded Bom, but Minzy and CL acted as if they didn’t hear anything and continued on with what they’re doing.

“Oh give me that!” Bom snatched the laptop away from the two and looked at what were Minzy an CL looking at. Bom’s eyes widened with slightly opened and looked at the two, who were wearing a pair of devilish grin. “We know unnie, we know.” Minzy approached Bom and closed for her. “We’re geniuses~”

“…”

“Yah, Bommie. Why aren’t you talking?”  Minzy asked while poking Bom’s cheeks; Bom didn’t answer. “Maybe she got too shocked of our plan.” CL said nonchalantly; in an instant, Bom snapped out and gave CL and Minzy a whack on the head. “Ow Bommie! That hurt!” CL whined as she rubbed her head, Minzy did the same.

“You two, come with me!” before CL and Minzy could complain, Bom already grabbed their hands and pulled them out of the room; Dara was still in a daze.

“You two! Where did you two get your idea huh?!” Bom yelled while throwing a glare at the two. The two girls pointed each other and said,

“It was her fault!”

“No it wasn’t!”

“Stop copying me!”

Bom literally face-palmed at this. Seriously she wanted to hit them again, but she didn’t. She breathed and looked at them in the eyes. “I ask you two again. Where did you get your idea?” Bom asked a bit calmer this time. The two girls looked down, “It was our idea…” they admitted; Bom sighed at while rubbing her temples; then it hit her.

“What if I sell you two on the internet? I wonder how much you’ll cost…” Bom blurted out of the blue; Minzy and CL looked at each other with wide eyes and looked at Bom, seriousness all over her face.

“Sorry Bom-unnie!! Mianhe!! Mianhe!!” the two girls whimpered as they bowed regretfully over and over again to Bom, but she showed no emotions at all.

“Sorry Bommie! W-we’re just trying to help! Please forgive us!” Minzy pleaded with her puppy eyes. Bom sighed again. How many times did she sighed this night? She didn’t know. She looked at Minzy and CL — who were still bowing while apologizing — and gave them a smile. CL stopped when she saw Bom smile, but Minzy was still bowing so she had to elbow her lightly so she would notice Bom’s smile.

“Do you forgive us unnie?” asked CL; Bom nodded. The two girls threw themselves at Bommie and jumped, “Thank you unnie!!” Minzy kissed Bom on the cheeks; Bom smiled even more, “Yah, don’t call me unnie anymore. We’re only a few months apart!” she added. “Correction, one year unnie—Bom” they laughed together. “But seriously, don’t do that again. It’s dangerous. Delete that post now, arasseo?” The two girls nodded. “Now let’s go inside, Dara must be lonely. And girls, no need to worry. I already have a plan.” Bom smiled, and so did Minzy and CL.

The three girls went back to Bom’s room. Bom opened the door and froze. Minzy bumped at Bom’s back and CL too at Minzy’s. The two girls wondered why Bom stopped; they followed Bom’s gaze and they became pale. Dara was holding Bom’s laptop — reading what was on the screen with furrowed brows.

“Wanted: A group of gorgeous boys consist of twelve to claim the heart of the Ice Princess. Break her shell and you will receive bountiful rewards — it includes the princess herself. If you think you are the twelve, contact us immediately. Credits to the queens’ Gong Minzy and  Lee Chaerin. Photo attached is the Ice Princess…”

“D-darongie…” Bom called nervously; Dara abruptly slammed the laptop shut and sent icy glares to the girls that sent shivers down to their spine. “What is the meaning of this?” Dara asked in a low, dangerous, calm voice.

“I-Im out, bye! And Dara, don’t forget tomorrow!” Bom hastily pushed Minzy and CL inside the room while she shut the door and left CL, Minzy and the dangerous Dara alone.

“I ask again. What is the meaning of this?!” Dara shouted while throwing death glares at the two girls.

“UWAAAAAHHH!!!! WE’RE SO SORRY DARONGIE!!!!”