massage chair
office!au
“Sehun.. Move.”
Luhan was growing impatient standing idly next to a limp Sehun who refused to move from a certain spot next to a certain computer; because someone had decided that it was the perfect place to set up a massage chair.. In the middle of his office.
Sehun simply groaned.
Luhan furrowed his brows, “Sehun, I will get Junmyeon if you do-“
Sehun snorted at the threat. Junmyeon? Seriously?
Luhan huffed, “Sehun, I’m serious, you need to move, like now. I need to work.”
Sehun’s eyes remained shut. “Can’t.”
“Why not?!”
“Two words, eight syllables, nineteen letters: vegetable meditation.”
Luhan looked indignant. “The actual ?”
“In others words; no, I’m not moving.”
Luhan threw his hands in the air, muttering unintelligent profanities towards the latter, before stalking towards the door, swinging it open and latching a hand on the frame as he swung himself outside. “DUIZHANG!”
“!” Sehun’s eyes shot open as he sprang up, collected Jongin’s massage chair, and stormed out of the office, knocking over a stack of papers Luhan promptly organized exactly two hours and twenty-four minutes ago, along with the printer that was now detached from the computer.
Luhan smirked as Kris popped his head through the doorway, brows raised. “You rang? Hey, I just saw Sehun running with—wasn’t that Jongin’s chair?”
Luhan waved, “yeah, thanks, you were great help.”
Kris looked slightly confused and a bit worried, but all that was drowned with new found anger, “Luhan, did you seriously just call me in here just so I-“
Luhan waved him off, “go play with Tao, I heard he was looking for you.”
Kris spat a few curses towards him as he stalked off, muttering about how Tao needs to find someone else to look at Gucci catalogues with.
Luhan looked at his messy office with a groan. He hated messy things. Running his hands down his face, he shouted, “KYUNGSOO.”
——
Kyungsoo pouted, looking at Luhan’s mess of an office, Jogin draping an arm over both.
“This actually depresses me.”
Jongin rolled his eyes, “depression is never a good thing.”
Luhan grumbled into his hands.
Jongin jerked his head. “See? Luhan hyung looks like he’s gonna murder someone.”
Kyungsoo sighed, “so why was he in your office in the first place?”
Luhan spoke through his hands, voice muffled.
“What?”
Luhan looked up, exasperated. “I said he took Jongin’s chair and set it comfortably in front of my computer. He knocked over a few things when I called for Kris.”
Jongin snorted, “so it’s your fault that the room is—did you say my chair? As in, my massage chair?”
Luhan smirked.
Jongin furrowed his brows, “conniving little sonuva . SEHUN!”
Kyungsoo sighed as Jongin raced out. “Really?”
Luhan shrugged indifferently, “I only the speak truth. He was also distracting you. Hurry up!”
Kyungsoo sighed once more before going to work.
[A/N]: this was inspired by areumdaun's office antics because austyn is a genius (who really needs to update).
(i actually used vegetable meditation as an excuse to get out of washing dishes… i still had to wash dishes)
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