Sehun smiles at his phone. It’s a stupidly cheesy smile, and everyone knows why it’s there plastered on his face. There’s only one person who could cause that stupid expression, and he’s only two days away from flying back to Korea. The whole of Exo M is scheduled to fly back within 48 hours actually, all coming back for a concert they have coming up. Sehun’s not the only one completely smitten with the news – Suho was practically driving everyone crazy with his random happy comments and skipping through the dorm hallways. That’s what they’re doing in their band’s van – going out for ice-cream to shut the dopey fool up. There wouldn’t have been any complaints, except for the fact that it’s currently half past eleven. Since Sehun suggested the outing and Suho was just too happy to decline, he insisted on ‘spreading the love’. That’s why the other four members of the group look ready to fall asleep in their upcoming ice-cream bowls.

“Sehun, stop being so cheery,” Kai groans, resting his tired head on Kyungsoo’s shoulder. The elder just rests his on top, trying to get some shut-eye before they arrive.

“He can’t help it,” Chanyeol pitches in, “He’s whipped!”

“Says you,” Baekhyun mumbles into his friend’s ear so low that nobody else can hear it, making Chanyeol shut up instantly. Well, for a moment anyway.

“I bet there’s a lot on that phone,” Chanyeol suddenly snidely adds in, earning a panicked look from their maknae who suddenly shoved his phone inside his jacket and had no intentions of taking it out again when their prankster was around. No doubt his dirty ts with Luhan would be revealed, embarrassing both of the lovers.

For a few minutes the van is silent, getting closer to their destination as Suho gets even bubblier in anticipation of the late night ice-cream treat. It’s then that Sehun’s phone buzzes again, and he doesn’t hesitate in yanking it out of his jacket, grinning like an idiot as he types out a reply and everybody watches. Chanyeol however, has something on his mind. Something devious. He waits until the youngest of them has loosened his grip on his mobile and placed it in his lap, suddenly leaping and grabbing the device into his hands and tucking it into his own hoodie, watching Sehun’s face pale.

“Give that back you great oaf,” Sehun grumbles, immediately wiping the happy look off of Suho’s face as their leader realizes just how far Sehun would go to get his mobile back. Especially when it buzzes back a reply sooner than expected. Baekhyun refuses to co-operate, instead resting his he