Hyukjae was confused.

A deep frown appeared between his brows as he stared at the phone in his hand. His mug of tea stood forgotten next to him on the kitchen table as his thumb hovered over the screen that was currently lit up, showing his latest text message. Most of the time he would say that he knew when Donghae was joking, because the jokes were so childish they made him cringe, but today was different. He had texted his friend earlier, bored out of his mind, and asked what the other was doing and the answer he got wasn’t what he had expected.

I’m wanking. Wanna go to with me later?

Yea…

He was pretty sure Donghae was joking…

Although he had never ever heard his friend use either of those words before and he wasn’t sure why he was having to try so hard not to imagine what Donghae wanking would look like.

Before he had a chance to even try to think of an answer another message arrived

OMG I’m sorry Hyukjae! :X I’m really embarrassed. I have a new phone and I don’t how to turn the cork off. I’m working! Going to Gangnam later.

Frankly Hyukjae didn’t think he would ever want to go to Gangnam again.

Damnit! I meant turn the autocorrect off. I’m really sorry… =(