“You want me to work for you?”

Myungsoo simply nodded.

“Okay.”

Dongwoo dropped the pastry that he was currently eating.

“You’re agreeing with this guy?!”

“Show up at my house tomorrow morning. Actually, let’s go now.” He smirked then took Sungyeol’s hand, and walked out of the café.

“What did we just witness?” Woohyun blinked, confused.

“Woah, Kyungsoo! This guy can widen his eyes as big as yours!” Kris laughed.

“SHUT UP!!”

“…..anyway.. I’ve had enough for today. Let’s just go home, Gyu.”

“I might as well go home too.” Dongwoo sighed.

“You can always stay here and play with us ~” Luhan smiled creepily from behind the counter.

“y-Yeah. I’m out.”

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“You’re kidding about this right?”

Myungsoo groaned in annoyance.

“No. You’re going to be my slave, loner.”

Sungyeol scoffed.

“I’m SO NOT going to be your slave.”

“At least you’re not my slave. Unless you want to be.” Myungsoo smirked, causing Sungyeol to shudder.

“s- slave? This guy is ing crazy..” Sungyeol mumbled.

“Starting tomorrow, you WILL show up at my house at 6 AND make breakfast.”

“What?!”

“And when you get off work, you will come and make me dinner.”

“Yah! I have a brother I have to take care of! You can’t expect me-“

“Then the two of you can stay at my house.”

Sungyeol’s jaw dropped to the ground.

“What? Don’t just stand there. Hurry up so you can make me something to eat. I’m hungry.”

“But you just said starting tomorrow!”

Myungsoo shrugged. “I lied.”

And at that moment Sungyeol wanted to pull his hair out.

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Ding dong!

Hoya set his phone down and got up from his sofa.

“Howon-ah, who is it?” A voice came from the kitchen.

“Ah, I don’t know. I haven’t answered the door yet.”

“Yah, watch your attitude!”

“Neh Umma..” He sighed then opened the door.

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Dongwoo looked up from the ground.

“h-Hyung?”

Dongwoo waved shyly.

“Uh.. Hi.”

“c-Come in..” Hoya stuttered then moved out of the way so Dongwoo could come in.

“Can we… Let’s go to your room and talk.” Dongwoo said and smiled nervously.

Hoya nodded then led them upstairs to his room.

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Myungsoo walked into his house, followed by Sungyeol.

“You’ll find the kitchen yourself. I’ll be upstairs.”

“Wait!”

Before Sungyeol could say anymore, Myungsoo was already upstairs.

“Aish..”

“Sungyeol?”

“Umma!”

She put her hands on her hips. “Shouldn’t you be at home watching your brother?”

“Umma, I already told him I’d be late. Kris hyung is just down the street if he needs anything anyway.”

She sighed and nodded.

“Oh, where’s the kitchen?”

She gave him a look.

“You’re going to cook? Aigo, you’ll burn the house down. Let Umma do it.”

“But-“

“I don’t want to get in trouble because my son burnt the house down.”

Sungyeol nodded then chuckled.

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Hoya sat on his bed next to Dongwoo.

“Hyung, how long have you liked me?”

Dongwoo couldn’t help but giggle.

“Since last year.. On your birthday.”

On the night of Hoya’s birthday, something had happened.

Something that Hoya didn’t remember.

Until now.

A/N : Annyeong! 

Quick chapter before I leave!

Sorry if it's short, I didn't have enough time ><

Enjoy ~ ^^ Oh! And have you listened to INFINITE H's album yet?!

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Cynthia <3