“HOLY ” Kai flinches, spinning around.

I flinch too, my heart speeding at the sudden bang. I look over at Luhan who’s scratching his neck.

“Sorry.” He mumbles, scrunching his nose slightly. “I, uh, accidentally dropped that.” He points at a bowling ball that’s slowly rolling down the floor.

“How… Where did you get that from?” Taemin asks.

“On the shelf.”

Everyone stares at him for a while, not knowing whether or not to believe him.

“Okay… Donghae, can I have my phone?” I ask him, and he hands it over. True to his word, my phone is blinking wildly.

Eight New Text Messages from Handsome Boy Daehyun-You Know It’s True.

            Who am I texting? Daehyun left his phone on his bed.

            i don’t know who you are, but i guess i should introduce myself. im Zelo!

            is eunji your name like it says on your contact? are you the eunji that he has mentioned a lot today? i guess so.

            hm. im going to ask him who you are, so i know im not texting a random person :D wait here!

            okay okay he’s chasing me he’s chasing me HELP ME AHHH

            HES CHASING ME HELP ME

            HHELP HELP HELP HELP HELEHEP HEL

            Hey eunji :3 sorry, one of my groupmates zelo stole my phone and started texting you. sorry about that! ^^

I don’t realize I’m chuckling until Sungmin pokes my leg from where he’s sitting on the ground. “Why are you giggling?”

“Zelo stole Daehyun’s phone and was texting me.” I smile and text him back.

            Haha, that’s fine :] see ya tomorrow~!!~

“Hey Eunji.” Luhan slightly hops over Sungmin to plop down on the couch next to me and he smiles slightly too welcomingly at me.

“Hi. Don’t you need to practice?” I ask, nodding towards the others, who are still going over the steps.

He shakes his head. “I got the dance down, the guys haven’t. So I’m technically done for the day.”

“Oh.” Is all I say.

I’d respond with something else but for some reason it feels as if he just kissed me in the hall before, my lips tingling with the memory.

I shove it out of the way. He was probably drunk or high to do something stupid and random like that.

“Where’d you get that?” Taemin’s voice, him having hopped onto the other side of me on the couch, pops my thought bubble and I follow his gaze, landing on my wrist.

“This?” I point at a bracelet, wiggling my wrist slightly. It’s a white roped bracelet, three ropes twisted together. There’s a metal loop on one end and a ship’s anchor on the other end, used to close it.

He nods and I smile slightly.

“A friend gave it to me.”

“When? It looks so old.” He pokes at the tiny worn out patch on the anchor and I slap his finger away.

“Yah! It’s not old! Just…3 years old… It’s not old!”

He pokes my nose. “It’s old. Just like you. Why do you still have something so old?”

I whack his arm. “Because it’s special! Go away.” I turn away from him, just to be not five inches away from Luhan’s deer eyes, his gaze pouring into mine. He’s staring at me as if he expects me to shout out “HOLY LUHAN’S ACTUALLY MADONNA” or have some revelation. Instead I scrunch my eyebrows. “What?”

He shakes his head like a wet puppy. “Nothing.”

Okay.

“Hey hey hey.” Donghae suddenly turns around. “Let’s play a game.”

“Huh?” Taemin asks.

“I’m bored.” Donghae pouts. “Game.”

“Truth or dare?” I suggest, and he nods.

“You first! Truth or dare?” He looks at me, and Sungmin and Kyuhyun turn around to join us too.

“Uh… truth.” I give dares, I don’t take them.

“What’s your relationship with Daehyun?” He asks blatantly.

“He’s my friend.” I answer normally.

Donghae squints at me, then sighs. “Okay.”

I turn to Luhan. “Truth or Dare?”

“Dare.” He responds confidently.

Haha.

Stupid idiot.

“You sure? Last time someone chose a dare from me, it didn’t help his image…” I look over at Sehun who’s dancing perfectly to the music, Eunhyuk pointing out some stuff.

The guys chuckle. “I’m sure.” Luhan says.

Okay.

Time to embarrass him.

I can even get back at him for unexpectedly kissing me.

Jerkass.

I could even get him to-

“Go kick Sehun in the balls.” I blurt out before I realize what I say.

Oops.

I didn’t mean to say that out loud.

Obviously.

Luhan’s eyes widen and his jaw drops. No one makes a sound, the only things running through our ears being the music and Eunhyuk’s instructing over in the center of the room.

“No.” Luhan says abruptly.

I sigh. “Yeah okay, I’ll think of something else. I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

I look around the room and immediately spot an icebox. I turn to Luhan. “Go get me a bunch of ice cubes, and this doesn’t count as the dare.”

He raises his eyebrows but does as told, putting some in the container that we used for food so they don’t melt in his hands.

“What are you going to make him do?” Sungmin asks me.

“You’ll see.”

He hands me the container and I hold it back out for him. “Put them down Sehun’s pants.”

Kyuhyun erupts into a big chuckle and smacks a hand over his mouth. Luhan’s eyes pop out of their sockets and he manages to look controlled, somehow.

“I-I can’t, he’s my friend-“

I shrug. “Then put them down your pants.”

His eyes widen even more, if possible. “Hell no!”

“Yours or Sehun’s.” I smirk.

He looks at me and smiles slightly, then grins fully.

He looks like he might enjoy this himself.

“You’re brave.” Kyuhyun comments, all of us watching him walk over to Sehun, dropping the container onto the ground, the ice cubes held in his hands behind his back.

“Sehun’ll kill you.” Taemin warns and I roll my eyes.

I can scrape out his eyes if I need to. I hate when people act like others are better, stronger than me. I’m glad I have confidence. It helps show I have few to no s left to give.

Luhan strolls over to where they’re dancing and they stop for a few moments, Eunhyuk instructing something to Sehun. Luhan nods towards Sehun  who nods back, panting slightly. Luhan casually walks behind Sehun, leaning his chin on Sehun’s shoulder for a bit, Sehun being completely unfazed.

I’ll enjoy this. I know I will.

Abruptly, Luhan grabs at Sehun’s pants and yanks them back, throwing the ice cubes in and releasing the waistband of the pants, slinging them back to his body. Sehun shrieks in an unbelievably high pitched voice, his hands flying to his . He glares at Luhan while simultaneously hopping slightly, the most flabbergasted/pissed-off/annoyed/confused/irritated/surprised facial expression painted on his face.

I love this.

Everyone is practically crying, including Luhan, watching Sehun hop to and fro like a lost bunny, shaking his body to try freeing the ice cubes so they’ll drop through his pant legs or something. This goes on for who knows how long until Sehun stops moving suddenly. The ice cubes must have melted.

And then it’s all just a blur.

Sehun immediately pounces on Luhan’s back, tackling him to the ground. Eunhyuk lunges at them, attempting to pry them apart yet failing miserably. Donghae rushes over to help and they free the fighting boys, pulling them far from each other.

“WHAT THE HELL DUDE, WHY’D YOU DO THAT?!” Sehun screams, trying to free himself from Donghae’s grip.

“Calm down, it was a dare.” Luhan calmly responds, Eunhyuk barely restraining him.

“WHO DARED YOU?!” Sehun  demands.

Luhan glances my way, maybe for a millisecond too long because suddenly Sehun’s head wipes towards me. A look of frustration rushes across his face, washed over by death, which is covered by a smirk. A poker--face smirk.

“I’m going to kill you,” he grits, and somehow frees himself from Donghae’s grip, lunging at me.

Oh .

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUNG DAEHYUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D

GUYS IT'S HIS BIRTHDAY AHAAHAAHAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY BIRTHDAY BUSAN'S WONBIN WOOOOOOO

*le confetti*

i can't believe i'm at chapter 20 already... i feel like I just started this story c':