Life in Seoul was never known for it's silence. Specifically, the house that contained six boys. Six boys in their early twenties who didn't even know the meaning of the word 'quiet'. Sure, they were responsible, and they all held jobs, but to see them on their own is completely different to how they are with each other.

"Chanyeol, quit being a jerk and give it back!" Currently, Chanyeol is on his back with his arms tucked underneath him, both gripping tightly onto the remote for the television. Jongin is the one hovering over him, desperately trying to pry his hands from under him. 

"Jongin, you might as well give up," Sehun shouts from the kitchen where he is trying to find some food - any food - to snack on and ease his cravings. "Suho! We need food!"

"Then go and buy some! I'm not your piggybank!" Suho's sat on his laptop, right oppsite the fighting couple, but isn't bothered. This sort of stuff always happens.

"Yes you are, don't fight it. Accept it, Suho. And then go shopping."

Suho ponders it. The only other option is to give his card to the maknae and tell him to buy food for the week, but heaven knows what would happen then. They'd probably be eating Oreo's cookies for every meal.

"Fine, I'll go in the morning."

"Noooooo," Sehun whines, "We need food now!"

"Well then it up! I'm too tired to go shopping now!"

"Well then can we go out for food? Like for a meal?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No. I'm too tired."

"That's fine we'll just take your card."

"First of all, I'd rather chop the card up myself than give it to any of you boys. Secondly, you can't just pay for the food yourselves?"

Sehun thinks about it. The two lock eyes for a moment, staring each other down to see who'll give in first. Sehun does after a few moments. "I'll go ask Kris."

Just moments after Sehun's bold stride down the hallway, he's returning with Kris's wrist in his hand. The maknae looks triumphant. Jongdae is trailing after, looking rather bored.

"We're going out for Bubble Tea as a compromise," Sehun beams. "And that means all of us."

The two boys who were previously arguing over a remote are now hauling themselves up and heading for the coat rack. Bubble Tea is always a guarantee to get all of them moving. Just when they're all dressed for a trip out at midnight to the Bubble Tea shop open 24 hours, there's a banging on the door. More like someone thumping really loudly with the side of their fist.

"Pack it in!" Jongin bellows towards the door as Jongdae moves to open it. Sehun skips behind him in curiosity, eager to find out who the intruder is. The door is swung open and there's nobody there, making Jongdae try and slam the door angrily, but the maknae grabs the door before it can swing out of his reach.

"Hyung, what's that?" Sehun whispers to Jongdae in his ear, and the other's gaze travels down to where a box is sitting in the doorway. It's no bigger than 20cm in height, matching the width and bredth too. Jongdae picks up the strange box carefully and walks insde with it, placing it on the kitchen counter where the six boys stand gathered around.

"Maybe it's a bomb," Chanyeol murmurs and gets a few warning glances. "Well it could be! In case we die in the next minute, Kris, you always scared me." Kris looks proud at that remark, nodding like it was always meant to be that way.

"Should we open it?" Suho ponders and spins the box around on the spot, stopping abruptly when he hears something sliding around inside. His curiosity gets the better of him and he doesn't wait for an answer before he's fiddling with the lock on the thick metal latch. He spins a few numbers into the padlock that are printed on the box, hearing the lock click open with satisfaction. Everyone is gathered around at this point, all peering in.

The tension is thick in the air, all six boys wanting to kow what rests in the mysterious package. Who would be delivering such things at midnight? Suho suddenly panics and slides the box quickly over to the oldest of them, Kris catching it before it can slide off the table. Again, questioning glances are directed toward the thing as there is an audible release of a high pitched voice. Sort of like what anyone would sound like if you sped them up on a recording. Wanting to know what made the sound, Kris flings the top open so that it bounces on the metal hinges, eyes widening when he sees what's inside. Surely he's hallucinating..right? Or is this a dream? After all, he had thought he was asleep when Sehun demanded food.

"What in the hell is that?!" Jongin remarks obnoxiously loud as they all stare at the contents of the box.

Kris voices what's on everyone's mind. "I think you mean, who the hell are they?"

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