“Yah, Hyung! Stop!” Hyuk yelled. He stared daggers at N, who was digging through his clothes.

 

“You need a thick coat, Sanghyuk!” N yelled back, ignoring the youngers protests.

 

Hyuk scrunched up his face. “Why!? You’re gonna rip something!” 

 

“Oh no I won’t.” N said. 

 

Only for Hyuk to hear the oh-so-wondrous sound of thread tearing. “Hakyeon Hyung, what was that?” He asked sharply.

 

“NOTHING!” N declared, trying to gloss over the fact that he may or may not have ripped his dongsaeng’s favorite shirt… and also a pair of his underwear. Possibly. Or you know, definitely maybe?

 

“I swear to God Hakyeon, if you don’t st-”

 

“I found one!” N interrupted Hyuk’s ensuing rant to throw a heavy, long black coat at him. “Dress warm and meet us outside!” He said hurriedly as he rushed out of Hyuk and Hongbin’s room, fearing what the younger might to do him when he finds the articles of damaged clothing.