Worried for the safety of everyone else in the house, you follow the loud bangs coming from the kitchen to find Kiseop up on his toes browsing the inventory in the cabinets. AJ was nearly half in the fridge, rummaging through the shelves pre-stocked by their manager with a disapproving frown.

Spinning a nearly empty spice turntable Kiseop sighed and pushed the cabinet closed, leaning back against the counter. Fixing his jet black, angled bangs when they fell over his cat-like dark eyes, he sighed, glancing out the window over the sink idly. Quite against his norm he wore a baggy white hoodie with red drawstrings that hung over the top of his simple blue jeans. Pulling his phone out he held it out and snapped a picture of himself pouting: presumably to post to twitter.

“There is only healthy food in there.” He complained, turning to you as he tucked his phone away again. “I wanted chocolate...”

“Well, I guess that’s too bad the-”

“How much money do you have on you?” AJ asked you suddenly, letting the fridge door snap closed and leaning against it, head turned to one side slightly.

You already knew where this was heading. “Oh no, I’m not running errands for you two.” You couldn’t help but laugh internally at the disappointed frown on AJ’s lips and the pleading look that suddenly appeared in Kiseop’s eyes. “Do you know how many times I had to go through the checkout line last time because you kept texting me things? Four times. Four. Do you think I’m stupid enough to do that again?”

“Well, you are Xander-hyung’s sister...” Kiseop commented almost to himself.

Pausing to consider that for a second, you eventually nodded. “Okay, I see where you’re coming from, but I don’t think that he’s even crazy enough to fall for it.

“Please do it for us?” Kiseop begged.

Cold dread shot through your veins, eyes widening a little. You could hear it in his voice, that edge that it got before...

Kiseop was pouting at you, the corners of his lips pulled in and eyes suddenly innocent and fawning.

Frozen for a second, all you could do was return his direct stare. But it wasn’t long before you were secretly cursing yourself, tearing your gaze away from his and glaring at the ground. “I hate it when you do that.”

Acknowledging your unspoken relentment, Kiseop smiled brightly before cheering. High-fiving, the boys wasted no time in creating the length list, discussing seemingly random things to add onto it. Handing it to you, AJ suddenly scrunched his eyebrows together.

“Shouldn’t someone go with her?”

“Hmm, yeah, you’re right. So you go with her.”

“What?! Why me?!”

“Because you brought it up.”

“I think that you should go with her.”

“Why!?”

“You know where things are better than I do.”

Eli interrupts. [Coming Soon]

With the sudden thought that this might get entertaining, you jumped onto the counter and sat with your legs dangling far above the ground. Your plan had been to observe the situation for a while, but seeing that their argument was going in circles that plan crashed. Clearing your throat rather loudly, both boys froze and turned to you. “I think,” you began, glancing between them, “that I should be able to chose.”

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Who do you choose?

‘Store knowledge’ Kiseop? [Coming Soon]

‘Idea suggesting’ AJ? [Coming Soon]

‘Thoughtful’ Hoon? [Coming Soon]

‘Best cook’ Eli? [Coming Soon]

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AN: Well, lookie here, I'm not dead! :D First of all, thank you to my subscribers! You all are crazy to like my writing. xD I'm so sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up, I feel horrible about that. But thanks to school and insomnia I just had NO enthusiasm, and every time I actually had time to write something it turned out as crap. This halfway decent version of this update was actually started a couple days ago, but I had a medical emergency so I decided to postpone it. Sorry again for that, but I’m doing better now. :) I'll try to update more often though! Also, my writing of AJ is really, really poor. He’s the member I’m least familiar with, I’m sorry. OTL

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