Title: Sharing

Pairing: multiple

Word Count: 252

In the dorm, sharing was just a part of life. After six, almost seven, years the six young men had become accustomed to having to share just about everything. Food, cloths, hair and skin products. If Hakyeon got upset every time someone borrowed some of his lip balm, he’d probably have shouted his voice out of existence. If Wonsik got snippy every time someone took one of his hats, he’d never stop. If Taekwoon glared every time someone took some bit of food from the fridge, his face would be stuck in a permanent scowl.

So everyone learned to share.

But there was one thing that was never easy to share. Something that, no matter how many years passed, the five oldest members each wanted all to themselves.

Sanghyuk.

Even if they knew that they had to share his attention, it wasn’t easy following through. If someone was trying to count the number of times one member cut into another’s time with the youngest, that someone would probably lose count after two minutes. More fights had broken out about that than anything else. All behind closed doors since the members didn’t want Sanghyuk to know how childish they knew they were being.

He always knew though. And every time the fighting pair returned to his side, he’d give them disapproving looks and ignore them for a few hours. Sometimes he’d even mutter something about stupid hyungs. But no matter what Sanghyuk did, the other five members would never find sharing him easy.

A/N: kind of rambling, but I do think this is kind of cute.