Four Months Time (eps 2)
title: four months time (eps 2)
pairing: kaisoo, baekyeol, hunhan (i'm sorry i'm still stuck in the past)
disclaimer: i own nothing, nothing, but the plot
summary: chances are Sehun could improve his skills with electronic tools,
Jongdae passing the subject in which the documentary project currently going,
certain two people to repair their rather unfriendly relationship (it depends on which two certain people you have in minds)
in case you missed it → Episode 1
Episode 2 - Chance
Jongdae is humming happily to a pop song as he brings a cup of instant noodle along into his room. Class ended earlier for him today because the lecturer got this sudden assembly with the University’s officials. He couldn’t find Sehun anywhere though, the kid has gone to some place he didn’t know, probably with some random friends of his. Although Jongdae did meet him an hour before he began his last lecture of the day. “See ya at home, you didn’t touch anything in the laptop like I’ve already instructed to you, right?” “Ummm I probably did a little something.” By the time Jongdae turned around to scold him for good, Sehun was already gone leaving the sight of his mix colored checkered shirt of green, red, and black a little bit behind the wall.
As the afternoon went so smooth for Jongdae he decided to not make such a big deal about Sehun’s careless touch-whatever that is-toward the video editing application inside his laptop. A knock on the door; a confused Baekhyun showed up behind it. “Did you see my pyjama? It’s beige, white stripes, nothing else.”
“Are you sure you’re not asking the wrong person?”
“I’m just checking… since you’re the only one in the house at the moment?”
“Where’s the housekeeper?”
“In the backyard, BUT! Jongdae please you know how our housekeeper doesn’t speak fine Korean so I ran to you in exchange, like I said, you’re the only one in the house! Would you help me look for-”
Chitter chatter of deep voices come in from the kitchen, it seems like Chanyeol and Kris had bumped into each other on the street, and as if Baekhyun never asked for any help earlier he didn’t bother to finish his request and ran downstairs immediately. “CHANYEOL. HELP ME FIND MY PYJAMA.”
Jongdae closed the door gently with a knowing face.
“Okay… so, back to the footage.”
Jongdae had specially added some extra effects on the documentary films so that it would not come out so boring like the other project a certain group made the other day, he was struggling to stay awake to watch the prologue alone. The happiest moment was when everybody laughs along with Jongdae and Sehun when certain randomness came out in their own film, like for example, last Wednesday the class was laughing at how Sehun trespassed into Kyungsoo’s room and later almost got kicked on the balls by the owner of the room himself for ‘privacy invasion’.
“I wouldn’t mind if you were knocking!” the projector’s screen is full of Kyungsoo’s angry face and the door slammed hard upon the camera.
“Sehun is such an ass.” - Kyungsoo, a short interview included after the trespassing scene.
Jongdae and Sehun high-fived each other at the loud sounds of their classmates laughing.
One of the extra effect is this picture of him with Sehun forming peace signs together at the start of every single episode or scene changing in the documentary film, Sehun had his pink hair and all that. As bizarre as the picture could be, Jongdae found it fitting perfectly for the project. Besides, there is literally no other picture to add on the scene because Sehun won’t pose normally. (“Stop flaring your nostrils, Oh Sehun, god dammit.”)
Then the younger finally came home, Jongdae could hear his not-fully-grown-yet voice sauntering the kitchen, echoing through the huge hallway where the spiral stair is standing. Jongdae comes out and sees him, surprisingly, laughing at what Jongin had just said. He was laughing with the gloomy Jongin, who right now is laughing along as well.
Well, that’s a very brand new view, Jongdae thought. He returned to the room, expects to see the upcoming amazing footage the people in this house have given to him and Sehun voluntarily.
The intro shows up.
The picture came out. And then something went immediately wrong, the picture’s gone all glitch and there’s this high pitched disturbing noise coming afterward.
“Sehun!!!!” Jongdae opens the door a little bit and shouts at the other.
Sehun knew he’s in trouble already so he decided to take it slow.
But Jongdae won’t deal with his shit.
“HURRY YOUR ASS UP HERE.”
Sehun was taking short and slow steps earlier but he hurried up as soon as Jongdae's shout went louder. Thumping noises on the spiral staircase followed by his scared self showing up at the door behind Jongdae. He was immediately formed to a solemn pose, standing still while biting his lower lips.
“What the hell?” Jongdae points at the screen and pasted an I-demand-an-explanation face.
“I was… experimenting… with something.” Sehun smiled weakly, fiddling his fingers. “Ok, calm down hyung I can fix this.”
“What were you trying to do anyway?”
“I was going to replace it with the one in which you and me eating ice cream together in front of King Sejong’s statue in Gwanghwamun. Remember that? When we’re surveying for a place to stay and thinking about whether the tenants gonna accept our shits or not.” He laughs momentarily and continues working to fix the error when he sees Jongdae is nowhere near smiling.
Sehun is clicking here and there, moving from the ‘delete’ option to ‘insert’, ‘copy’, ‘move’ and ‘delete’ again. Jongdae is folding his arms, waiting for something to turn out right in the hands of Oh Sehun, because just like almost every single time, there wouldn’t be anything going right in the hands of him.
“Done.” Sehun exclaims with a clap, “-Oh wait. Oops.”
“WHAT THE- this is even worse than the first one!”
“WAIT WAIT. Just, wait, okay I can fix this.”
Jongdae was supposedly going to take over the laptop but Sehun skimmed his hand away and took his seat over, now the former is quietly and carefully watching from behind, brows knitted unhappily.
“You know you’ve just turned it a little better and worsen it up again.”
“…I know. Okay, okay, you’re right, I’m sorry. I can’t fix this.”
Jongdae lets out an exaggerated sigh and pushes him away from the chair, “Just, let me do this.” He didn’t really have any idea on why should he hand the camera and shooting’s responsibility to the younger but he didn’t have any choice either, if Sehun is handling the laptop and editing it would be, well, like so. Few seconds after the meddling he’s doing, Jongdae finally got it right. Sehun, felt like he’s already forgotten about the mistakes he’d been doing, is clapping enthusiastically at the back.
“Yaaaaaaay.”
“Don’t go near the laptop again, you got me?”
“Yes, sir.” Sehun answered while doing a salute with a playful smile plastered dumbly on his face.
One sunny morning on a Monday where everyone is usually not ready for basically anything, Jongdae and Sehun are already busy walking here and there with camera and laptop in hands, making their entrance to the promised slightly small room under the stairs which is the cupboard by the owner of the boarding house, Kim Junmyeon. Later after Jongdae slammed the door closed, a hurried footsteps sound coming from upstairs could be heard. The owners are none other than Kris and Luhan, both having an early class. Kris didn’t bother to say goodbye anymore because his class is supposedly earlier than Luhan meaning that he’s already running late, meanwhile Luhan is half between rushing and contemplating to make a coffee first.
“Uhhh you can go first, have a nice day bro!” Luhan waves hurriedly to Kris who already disappeared through the back door, running across the yard to the front gate.
Luhan spins around beside the sink and like he had remembered something so important, he points his forefinger and dashed to the cupboard under the stairs. The busy Jongdae and Sehun greeted him rather coldly, “G’mornin.” “Mornin Luhan hyung.” Their voices clashing each other.
“Any chance you guys might see my NB shoes? It’s black, with lime green line on each side.”
“Ummmm.”
“No, sorry hyung.”
“Okay.” Luhan slams the door gently and proceeds to go back to the coffee he hadn’t been stirred before.
He spotted another pair of NB shoes, grey colored, yellow line on each side. Practically the same model like his but it’s not his, but he wants to wear that particular NB shoes so he took what he gets. Carefully pouring the hot coffee into the tumbler, he moves on to tying up the shoes. As if he was a professional runner in his previous life, he’s doing the ‘set’ pose before he runs out the door, only to be stopped by a hurried Sehun with camcorder in right hand and a pair of black NB shoes, lime green line on each side, in left. “I found your shoes.”
Luhan chuckles and quickly took off the anonymous pair of shoes he’s wearing and carelessly slips his feet in to his own.
“I’ve noticed something between them both, I mean, well, I could really tell Luhan hyung fancies him the moment we stepped out to our welcome dinner that night. I’m not being a know-it-all here I’m just hanging out too much with Yixing, that’s all. Not that I care about Sehun’s love life, no.” - Jongdae, secretly grew fond of little bro Sehun.
“Good morning.” Sehun greeted a closed eyed Jongin, scratching the back of his neck rather aggressively, keeps on scratching up until the side of his stomach.
Sehun offered him a cup of tea.
“Thanks.” Jongin mumbled unconsciously, staying still on the chair watching the other doing the dishes. “Why are you doing dishes.”
“Umm I don’t know, I figure since the housekeeper hasn’t come yet…”
“Good morning.” Another figure is entering the less crowded kitchen and it’s Kyungsoo with his glasses up covering both of his eyes perfectly round and thick, medical books in hands, one titled ‘anatomy beginner’.
“Morning to-” Sehun didn’t manage to finish his greeting to the elder when Jongin got up abruptly leaving his cup of tea behind and up he went to his room again. “-you. Well, that’s just, probably he’s sleepy.”
“I’m used to that, he doesn’t like me.”
Sehun’s mind then flies back to the memory of crumpled paper on Jongin’s desk when he trespassed for the first time, the thing was filled with Kyungsoo’s name. Well okay maybe Jongin is planning something really evil, so evil until he drew hearts around Kyungsoo’s name.
“So you thought,” Sehun smiles, “you have a class this morning?”
“Yeah. About half an hour from now.” Kyungsoo flashes a smile, a really irresistible one and snatches a peanut butter jelly toast along with him before bidding goodbye and disappeared to the front gate.
“I don’t understand what is his problem I mean if he likes that guy then he should’ve just confessed, right? (Raises both of his hands confusedly), I don’t-I mean-I just-this is really frustrating. Sir, (referring to the lecturer of the subject) believe me, this is really frustrating. You know the feeling of looking at two people who are potentially good together but not really together? This, is the feeling.” - Sehun, self-commenting about other’s relationship.
One by one the tenants are coming down the stairs, majority start having classes at 9am, poor Luhan and Kris, right. Finally everyone looks organized and well oriented, the same semester Music major students, Yixing, Baekhyun, and Chanyeol are off as soon as they headed downstairs without glancing even once at the breakfast meals which the housekeeper-finally showed up-had already prepared. Chanyeol had trouble getting out his guitar along with him through the narrow back door, he is currently chasing the laughing Baekhyun and focused Yixing.
Junmyeon drinks his tea fast and bids goodbye to everybody who’s still in; Jongin with strange body posture on the couch trying to watch TV, Jongdae who’s busy calling somebody on the phone, and Sehun who’s kinda joining Jongin but preferred to sit on the side, and Minseok who’s still in the bathroom trying hard to get Junmyeon to wait for him.
Because Junmyeon brought a car with him. Minseok doesn’t really fancy general transportation, besides their campuses are close to each other so he really insists on getting a ride. The gentle roar of Junmyeon’s car engine followed by the running steps of Minseok are the cue for the last three being the only ones left in the house.
“Well, look at the time I better be going.” Jongin finally got up from his weird pose on the couch, his head was dangling and almost knocking the floor when he did that.
“Why don’t the three of us go together to the campus? I could shoot you on the way, yeah? How about it?” Sehun is still determined to get close to the other.
“Sehun… just wanted to be friends with the emo kid. (Laughs). He kinda has this… what should I say… supporting feelings toward Jongin and Kyungsoo. I don’t know, I mean well, Kyungsoo’s cute but Kyungsoo with Jongin??? Nahhh I just don’t see it. Anyway, yes, Sehun is really working hard to be accepted by Jongin as his new friend, weee (flaunts arms randomly).” - Jongdae.
Jongin just stares at the other in deadpan but surprisingly that pout on his face is turning really slowly into a small, sincere smile. “Okay.”
“I must say, class, the documentary project from both Mr. Kim and Mr. Oh is really exceptional this far. What I meant by ‘exceptional’ is that they’re really smart in choosing subjects and the objects of their subjects, plus I must say again that these individuals have really colorful behaviors. Good job, you two, please keep it up. And, Jongdae?”
“Yes sir?” Jongdae’s head showed up after a few seconds of proud smiling with Sehun back in their seats.
“You might just pass this time, once again keep it up.”
“Thank you sir!”
“Well there you go. Jongdae hyung might just pass the lecture this time and he doesn’t have to retake anything again to proceed further and therefore not delaying the way to his thesis! (Claps by himself). As a partner of his I felt proud. Oh, and I must tell the process of my plan of being Kim Jongin’s friend is halfway successful. I am really determined to get both individuals I have mentioned before as ‘the frustrating couple’ to be together and as the first step to my mission I must get myself closer to Kim Jongin. Okay gotta go now. (Shuts down the camera).” - Sehun, secretly an innocent, granting wishes angel.
Jongdae spots a rushing Sehun from afar, on the 7th; Psychology floor, where his class is on the left turn and apparently Sehun’s was from the right turn across the hallway. The younger is seen rummaging into his light blue backpack, face lit up when he caught Jongdae in sight. “Hey!”
“You look like you’re in hurry, I have to know.”
Sehun chuckles at his comment and paused, taking in a deep breath like he’s going to reveal some big and happy news. “Gonna watch a movie with Jongin.”
“…I’m sorry you what?”
“I know right?”
Sehun walks past the flummoxed Jongdae with happy smile and as if he's an adolescent female character in a play, little jumping could be seen in his steps.
“He said he was going to a movie with Jongin. With Jongin. I can’t even believe my own hearings-oh wait I have to call Yixing-okay bye.” - Jongdae, emergency self-camera session in an empty classroom.
“Jongdae-just-did you really have to call to only tell me about this? Well okay so Jongin was unapproachable, maybe now he sees a potential friend in Sehun we could never know. I have to go, okay? I’m having clarinet rehearsal right now. Yes I know-yes-no-yes, but-Jongdae-okay-okay. Okay… okay we’ll talk at home. Okay, bye.”
It’s almost 8.30pm and there are no signs of Sehun and Jongin showing up at the back door and Jongdae is kinda worried-not exactly worried-but somehow rather curious about Jongin having a movie date with the little brat. Not exactly a movie date, but still, there are only two of them. Junmyeon’s vague voice telling everyone that dinner’s ready which is coming from the kitchen is seriously ignored by Jongdae, focusing his eyes on edited videos of everyone in the cupboard under the stairs. He was skipping through so many scenes where Baekhyun talked about his pet dogs back at his own house, Yixing zoning out and laughing by himself all of the sudden, an annoyed Luhan with towel on the shoulder, something Sehun has been caught by his ears and Jongdae smiled wickedly, as if he had finally caught something that has been running around from him for a while.
Oh, turns out Luhan was only talking about the girls incident the other days and how Sehun should control his crazy fangirls and how he himself was being rude to the elder (Jongdae pouts disapprovingly at that), so he skips away yet again. Jongdae begins to feel tired after so much footage and the clock is striking at 9 and still no sound of Sehun’s annoying footsteps from downstairs. After so many footage of Kris talking about how he played basketball so wonderfully, a sight of a small bodied with a thick glasses suddenly showed up, looking hesitant.
“Can I say this to the camera?” it’s Kyungsoo, adjusting the camera right to left, once in a time glancing outside the small door of the cupboard, obviously being careful to not get caught talking.
“Well, the only ones seeing this are Sehun and Jongdae, right? I want to tell you guys a story. A story I’ve been keeping from everybody in the house, since I’m not that social to begin with and I just think that this is the perfect opportunity for me to tell at least someone.”
Jongdae straighten up on his chair, all ears.
“I…”
Door’s creaking sound forced him to pause the video immediately.
“Jongdae why don’t you come downstairs the soup is getting cold.” A much deadpanned Kris is peeking through his door without even knocking.
“Seriously, dude, haven’t you learn about knocking and respecting one’s privacy?”
“I’ve knocked.”
“Well I didn’t hear it.”
“Should I do it again for you?”
“What in-”
Kris steps outside slowly and closes the door which he knocks two times after it and opens it again, repeating the same pose he did when he interrupted Jongdae’s focusing time. “Like I said, the soup’s getting cold.”
“I’ll come down.” Jongdae sighs.
“Okay.”
The thing is, when one is speaking to Kris, he will have to be very specific because when Jongdae said he’ll come down, Kris understood that as in that he will come down immediately and so, then, Kris is waiting by the door.
“What are you doing.”
“You said you’ll come down.”
“Yes I’ll come down, in a minute.”
“Oh okay.”
“Why are you still here.”
“Well, a minute is not that long, you know? It’ll be tiring for me to go down and come up again. So I’ll just wait here.”
“Give me fifteen minutes.”
“Ok then.”
And then finally Kris is out of sight, Jongdae groans annoyed and slumps in front of his laptop, after a few seconds had completely forgotten what he is going to do earlier. He checks the laptop’s clock, 9.05pm, checks his phone, no message or call. He clicks here and there randomly on the desktop and finally remembers that he was watching Kyungsoo’s footage. Just to be sure now, he locked the door, put on the earphone and rubbing his hands together as if he’s plotting something evil.
“I… knew this guy. Well, I think, I know. I mean I still see him frequently-I mean not that frequent, but, uh, just-ughh (slouches). Okay, so let’s just say I know this one particular guy. I met him a while ago and he’s really charming or should I say attractive, at least to me, I mean everyone else in the house is not so fond of him-I MEAN-oh never mind, you guys, I’m going to talk about Jongin here, just, (sighs) please keep this a secret, you two are good guys, right? Okay so here’s the thing, he moved in one day before me and when I finally moved in for the first time, he was actually the very first tenant in here. He helped me with everything.”
“He was a very nice guy, he’s not that grumpy all the time I’m telling the truth here (fidgets). Jongin was originally really bright, he would laugh at my jokes which I found as unfunny and he would laugh at his own joke as well (chuckles shyly). I was really fond being around him because I didn’t have to try to be someone else, all this time in my life I was trying hard to get the person that I like to like me back by adjusting the standard criteria that person has from the start with my own. I know it’s stupid, pretending to be someone I’m not, and I told that to Jongin, which he replied with “That’s ridiculous!” (mimicking Jongin’s actions poorly) (laughs).”
“But then, when I actually started my college-I’m a medical major in case you didn’t know-”
“Tch, I know.” Jongdae snickers at his words and focuses back.
“When I actually started to go to classes he sort of…taking few steps back from me…I asked him why he rarely came to my room again, why he rarely talked to me again, and then one night… he just sort of… I don’t know… (scratches back of his head).”
“He what??! What?!!” Jongdae unconsciously being tensed as hell.
“He… confessed to me. LIKE… MAN I don’t know, was it a confession? I don’t have any idea! (pulls his own hair) (takes glasses off) oh shit I can’t see (puts glasses back on).”
“How could he see on a daily basis? Oh, must be contacts.” a self-talking Jongdae is now putting his feet up on the chair, making himself comfortable.
“…he kinda mumbled to me like ‘so…umm…I like you’ and then kbye. WHAT. I’m just. I’m really confused and as you can see now he’s not willing to talk to me ever again, and sometimes at night I could hear some disturbing punching noises coming from his room, oh so I conclude, maybe he hates me. And I start to believe that. I just think that, maybe I’m just being too confident about all this, maybe he was saying ‘I don’t like you in that way’ and I misheard it, it could happen, right? Maybe like I was doing all this time, I was hoping too much and eventually nothing had even started and I… I was the one who made myself felt rejected. Because I was hoping.”
“What in the-”
10pm and finally Sehun and Jongin showed up at the back door, Jongin went straight to the fridge, already know that the dinner’s leftover is undoubtedly going to be there. With his mouth full of pieces of kimbap he nods his head to Sehun as the cue to go upstairs first, Sehun waves him off. There are Chanyeol, Baekhyun, and Junmyeon sitting side by side on the couch watching TV. Baekhyun sits in the middle, eyeing him suspiciously.
“You were out with that guy? You’re something.”
Sehun smiles and joins them by sitting on Junmyeon’s lap. “Hey hey hey you can’t just sit on someone’s older than you.” He complained, eventually ignored by the rest.
“Did you apologize to him?” Chanyeol chimes in with some cheese rings in mouth and more on the way.
“Yeah. All went well after it.”
“Hmm… I’m sensing some motives here, I’m very sure.” Baekhyun seriously stroking his chin with thinking face.
Sehun just tilts his head right and left playfully, he won’t come off of Junmyeon’s lap even after the elder hits his back few times.
“Did you know though, that he’s into Kyungsoo? You can’t compete with that, I mean, from what I heard he got serious case of falling in luuuuvvvv.” Baekhyun joins in Chanyeol’s chewy cheese snack.
“Oh no no no.” Sehun finally falls from Junmyeon’s lap, seeking his own spot in the crowded couch, “Not in that way, bro, I’m not. I am aiming to get them together precisely.”
Three heads are looking at Sehun right now; Chanyeol just turned his head around to the TV again as if Sehun had said something completely unreasonable, while Baekhyun tried to hold in his laugh resulting in massive spurt of saliva disgustingly, and Junmyeon just kept staring, waiting for Sehun to probably say something like "I'm just kidding.".
“Ok yeah good luck with that.” Chanyeol throws in some more cheese rings into his mouth.
Sehun pouts and leaves the trio behind.
09.45pm - Interview scenes in the cupboard under the stairs
Kyungsoo came in to the room, his baggy trousers and sweatshirt-all black-are the only thing spotted at the camera as he could only stand for a few seconds before he spotted a small chair sitting at the corner. He sits, circular glasses on his face, looking pretty tired. He adjusted the camera’s position and finally got it right, shooting straight at him, face on the middle of the small screen. The tenants could say whatever they want to the camera, and supposedly not allowed to see the footage of other tenants because then some disapproving scenes would happen for example; a fight. Like it has been stated at the beginning, they’re allowed to talk anything about anyone. Little that he knows, Baekhyun is the only one who checks the footage frequently for a good laugh.
“Good evening, this is Do Kyungsoo, the medical major tenant, age 21, struggling both physically and mentally. I’m just kidding, I only struggle physically. I am really tired at the moment, the seniors personally requested the first years this afternoon to diagnose plenty of expensive mannequins specially designed to develop various diseases. I don’t know where they got them but those things are seriously driving my brain crazy. Anyway, I’ve noticed some closeness between two tenants in this house lately, I saw Jongin and Sehun went to friendly from unfriendly-mostly Jongin, I wouldn’t bother-but Sehun is… how to put this… oh, you’re going to watch this so I’m going to tell it to you, you’re… how do I settle this down?”
“Anyway, well, I mean, it’s good, you know (adjusts glasses), I mean, Jongin hasn’t been interacting with actually anyone in the house. So… I guess, I just, well, considering you must’ve been watching my recording from last week, I guess I just wanted to thank you. Because, he’s been so unhappy for a while, and earlier this afternoon I saw him smiling and laughing (smiles widely). I’m just happy to see him slowly going back to his original self-not that I know lots of his original sides-but, uhhh. Yeah. So. I should really sleep now. Bye. (waves awkwardly to the camera and exits the cupboard.)”
“You know I just realized few things lately. The things are; our housekeeper’s Korean is improving-she’s from Thailand-I should inform at least to you guys because with this whole thing going on you guys don’t seem to notice she’s struggling to understand our mixed languages-I like to speak Chinese a few times I thought she was Chinese-yes. That’s the first one. Secondly, I think my roommate, Chanyeol, is having this innocent yet childish crush on Baekhyun and it’s really cute. I am not making up stories, this is because he won’t freaking. Stop. Making. Songs. And it has to be in the middle of the night, it’s frustrating. I couldn’t sleep, I’m a light sleeper, plus he likes to sit at the edge of my bed, I don’t like that. Oh and I was going to talk about how I know he’s having a crush on Baekhyun, it’s because I kept hearing this ‘little cute puppy’ which I translated into his own parable of Baekhyun’s self, then I also caught ‘your pretty fingers’ in his lyrics which totally makes sense because honestly Baekhyun has the prettiest fingers in da hauz (snaps finger sassily) (bursts to laugh). AAAAND this is the last thing, I am considering someone in the house as cute. I won’t tell you who it is, HAHA.” - Luhan, high on sugar.
“I found my beige pyjama randomly folded with Junmyeon’s clothes-I thought Chanyeol’s also mixed up in there-I was thinking had Junmyeon taken the clothes folding task in the house I thought he was paying the housekeeper for a full duty I don’t understand? Anyway, I was asking for Chanyeol’s help in finding my pyjama but he’s no help at all, he just kinda like spinning and following me around the entire house this afternoon without trying anything to find my pyjama (smiles).” - Baekhyun, seems like he enjoyed the pyjama looking.
~A self-camera session of Oh Sehun~
“Have I told you guys and Mr. Hwang that the people living in this house are so weird? Well, now you know.”
Sehun waves to the camera, and almost abruptly turned it to the already asleep Jongdae and giggles maniacally in the background before quickly shuts it down because apparently his giggling drove Jongdae flinching for a couple time.
Episode 3
a/n have you noticed Huang Zitao is missing? I'll add him asap, I'll never leave him behind.
pairing: kaisoo, baekyeol, hunhan (i'm sorry i'm still stuck in the past)
disclaimer: i own nothing, nothing, but the plot
summary: chances are Sehun could improve his skills with electronic tools,
Jongdae passing the subject in which the documentary project currently going,
certain two people to repair their rather unfriendly relationship (it depends on which two certain people you have in minds)
in case you missed it → Episode 1
Episode 2 - Chance
Jongdae is humming happily to a pop song as he brings a cup of instant noodle along into his room. Class ended earlier for him today because the lecturer got this sudden assembly with the University’s officials. He couldn’t find Sehun anywhere though, the kid has gone to some place he didn’t know, probably with some random friends of his. Although Jongdae did meet him an hour before he began his last lecture of the day. “See ya at home, you didn’t touch anything in the laptop like I’ve already instructed to you, right?” “Ummm I probably did a little something.” By the time Jongdae turned around to scold him for good, Sehun was already gone leaving the sight of his mix colored checkered shirt of green, red, and black a little bit behind the wall.
As the afternoon went so smooth for Jongdae he decided to not make such a big deal about Sehun’s careless touch-whatever that is-toward the video editing application inside his laptop. A knock on the door; a confused Baekhyun showed up behind it. “Did you see my pyjama? It’s beige, white stripes, nothing else.”
“Are you sure you’re not asking the wrong person?”
“I’m just checking… since you’re the only one in the house at the moment?”
“Where’s the housekeeper?”
“In the backyard, BUT! Jongdae please you know how our housekeeper doesn’t speak fine Korean so I ran to you in exchange, like I said, you’re the only one in the house! Would you help me look for-”
Chitter chatter of deep voices come in from the kitchen, it seems like Chanyeol and Kris had bumped into each other on the street, and as if Baekhyun never asked for any help earlier he didn’t bother to finish his request and ran downstairs immediately. “CHANYEOL. HELP ME FIND MY PYJAMA.”
Jongdae closed the door gently with a knowing face.
“Okay… so, back to the footage.”
Jongdae had specially added some extra effects on the documentary films so that it would not come out so boring like the other project a certain group made the other day, he was struggling to stay awake to watch the prologue alone. The happiest moment was when everybody laughs along with Jongdae and Sehun when certain randomness came out in their own film, like for example, last Wednesday the class was laughing at how Sehun trespassed into Kyungsoo’s room and later almost got kicked on the balls by the owner of the room himself for ‘privacy invasion’.
“I wouldn’t mind if you were knocking!” the projector’s screen is full of Kyungsoo’s angry face and the door slammed hard upon the camera.
“Sehun is such an ass.” - Kyungsoo, a short interview included after the trespassing scene.
Jongdae and Sehun high-fived each other at the loud sounds of their classmates laughing.
One of the extra effect is this picture of him with Sehun forming peace signs together at the start of every single episode or scene changing in the documentary film, Sehun had his pink hair and all that. As bizarre as the picture could be, Jongdae found it fitting perfectly for the project. Besides, there is literally no other picture to add on the scene because Sehun won’t pose normally. (“Stop flaring your nostrils, Oh Sehun, god dammit.”)
Then the younger finally came home, Jongdae could hear his not-fully-grown-yet voice sauntering the kitchen, echoing through the huge hallway where the spiral stair is standing. Jongdae comes out and sees him, surprisingly, laughing at what Jongin had just said. He was laughing with the gloomy Jongin, who right now is laughing along as well.
Well, that’s a very brand new view, Jongdae thought. He returned to the room, expects to see the upcoming amazing footage the people in this house have given to him and Sehun voluntarily.
The intro shows up.
The picture came out. And then something went immediately wrong, the picture’s gone all glitch and there’s this high pitched disturbing noise coming afterward.
“Sehun!!!!” Jongdae opens the door a little bit and shouts at the other.
Sehun knew he’s in trouble already so he decided to take it slow.
But Jongdae won’t deal with his shit.
“HURRY YOUR ASS UP HERE.”
Sehun was taking short and slow steps earlier but he hurried up as soon as Jongdae's shout went louder. Thumping noises on the spiral staircase followed by his scared self showing up at the door behind Jongdae. He was immediately formed to a solemn pose, standing still while biting his lower lips.
“What the hell?” Jongdae points at the screen and pasted an I-demand-an-explanation face.
“I was… experimenting… with something.” Sehun smiled weakly, fiddling his fingers. “Ok, calm down hyung I can fix this.”
“What were you trying to do anyway?”
“I was going to replace it with the one in which you and me eating ice cream together in front of King Sejong’s statue in Gwanghwamun. Remember that? When we’re surveying for a place to stay and thinking about whether the tenants gonna accept our shits or not.” He laughs momentarily and continues working to fix the error when he sees Jongdae is nowhere near smiling.
Sehun is clicking here and there, moving from the ‘delete’ option to ‘insert’, ‘copy’, ‘move’ and ‘delete’ again. Jongdae is folding his arms, waiting for something to turn out right in the hands of Oh Sehun, because just like almost every single time, there wouldn’t be anything going right in the hands of him.
“Done.” Sehun exclaims with a clap, “-Oh wait. Oops.”
“WHAT THE- this is even worse than the first one!”
“WAIT WAIT. Just, wait, okay I can fix this.”
Jongdae was supposedly going to take over the laptop but Sehun skimmed his hand away and took his seat over, now the former is quietly and carefully watching from behind, brows knitted unhappily.
“You know you’ve just turned it a little better and worsen it up again.”
“…I know. Okay, okay, you’re right, I’m sorry. I can’t fix this.”
Jongdae lets out an exaggerated sigh and pushes him away from the chair, “Just, let me do this.” He didn’t really have any idea on why should he hand the camera and shooting’s responsibility to the younger but he didn’t have any choice either, if Sehun is handling the laptop and editing it would be, well, like so. Few seconds after the meddling he’s doing, Jongdae finally got it right. Sehun, felt like he’s already forgotten about the mistakes he’d been doing, is clapping enthusiastically at the back.
“Yaaaaaaay.”
“Don’t go near the laptop again, you got me?”
“Yes, sir.” Sehun answered while doing a salute with a playful smile plastered dumbly on his face.
One sunny morning on a Monday where everyone is usually not ready for basically anything, Jongdae and Sehun are already busy walking here and there with camera and laptop in hands, making their entrance to the promised slightly small room under the stairs which is the cupboard by the owner of the boarding house, Kim Junmyeon. Later after Jongdae slammed the door closed, a hurried footsteps sound coming from upstairs could be heard. The owners are none other than Kris and Luhan, both having an early class. Kris didn’t bother to say goodbye anymore because his class is supposedly earlier than Luhan meaning that he’s already running late, meanwhile Luhan is half between rushing and contemplating to make a coffee first.
“Uhhh you can go first, have a nice day bro!” Luhan waves hurriedly to Kris who already disappeared through the back door, running across the yard to the front gate.
Luhan spins around beside the sink and like he had remembered something so important, he points his forefinger and dashed to the cupboard under the stairs. The busy Jongdae and Sehun greeted him rather coldly, “G’mornin.” “Mornin Luhan hyung.” Their voices clashing each other.
“Any chance you guys might see my NB shoes? It’s black, with lime green line on each side.”
“Ummmm.”
“No, sorry hyung.”
“Okay.” Luhan slams the door gently and proceeds to go back to the coffee he hadn’t been stirred before.
He spotted another pair of NB shoes, grey colored, yellow line on each side. Practically the same model like his but it’s not his, but he wants to wear that particular NB shoes so he took what he gets. Carefully pouring the hot coffee into the tumbler, he moves on to tying up the shoes. As if he was a professional runner in his previous life, he’s doing the ‘set’ pose before he runs out the door, only to be stopped by a hurried Sehun with camcorder in right hand and a pair of black NB shoes, lime green line on each side, in left. “I found your shoes.”
Luhan chuckles and quickly took off the anonymous pair of shoes he’s wearing and carelessly slips his feet in to his own.
“I’ve noticed something between them both, I mean, well, I could really tell Luhan hyung fancies him the moment we stepped out to our welcome dinner that night. I’m not being a know-it-all here I’m just hanging out too much with Yixing, that’s all. Not that I care about Sehun’s love life, no.” - Jongdae, secretly grew fond of little bro Sehun.
“Good morning.” Sehun greeted a closed eyed Jongin, scratching the back of his neck rather aggressively, keeps on scratching up until the side of his stomach.
Sehun offered him a cup of tea.
“Thanks.” Jongin mumbled unconsciously, staying still on the chair watching the other doing the dishes. “Why are you doing dishes.”
“Umm I don’t know, I figure since the housekeeper hasn’t come yet…”
“Good morning.” Another figure is entering the less crowded kitchen and it’s Kyungsoo with his glasses up covering both of his eyes perfectly round and thick, medical books in hands, one titled ‘anatomy beginner’.
“Morning to-” Sehun didn’t manage to finish his greeting to the elder when Jongin got up abruptly leaving his cup of tea behind and up he went to his room again. “-you. Well, that’s just, probably he’s sleepy.”
“I’m used to that, he doesn’t like me.”
Sehun’s mind then flies back to the memory of crumpled paper on Jongin’s desk when he trespassed for the first time, the thing was filled with Kyungsoo’s name. Well okay maybe Jongin is planning something really evil, so evil until he drew hearts around Kyungsoo’s name.
“So you thought,” Sehun smiles, “you have a class this morning?”
“Yeah. About half an hour from now.” Kyungsoo flashes a smile, a really irresistible one and snatches a peanut butter jelly toast along with him before bidding goodbye and disappeared to the front gate.
“I don’t understand what is his problem I mean if he likes that guy then he should’ve just confessed, right? (Raises both of his hands confusedly), I don’t-I mean-I just-this is really frustrating. Sir, (referring to the lecturer of the subject) believe me, this is really frustrating. You know the feeling of looking at two people who are potentially good together but not really together? This, is the feeling.” - Sehun, self-commenting about other’s relationship.
One by one the tenants are coming down the stairs, majority start having classes at 9am, poor Luhan and Kris, right. Finally everyone looks organized and well oriented, the same semester Music major students, Yixing, Baekhyun, and Chanyeol are off as soon as they headed downstairs without glancing even once at the breakfast meals which the housekeeper-finally showed up-had already prepared. Chanyeol had trouble getting out his guitar along with him through the narrow back door, he is currently chasing the laughing Baekhyun and focused Yixing.
Junmyeon drinks his tea fast and bids goodbye to everybody who’s still in; Jongin with strange body posture on the couch trying to watch TV, Jongdae who’s busy calling somebody on the phone, and Sehun who’s kinda joining Jongin but preferred to sit on the side, and Minseok who’s still in the bathroom trying hard to get Junmyeon to wait for him.
Because Junmyeon brought a car with him. Minseok doesn’t really fancy general transportation, besides their campuses are close to each other so he really insists on getting a ride. The gentle roar of Junmyeon’s car engine followed by the running steps of Minseok are the cue for the last three being the only ones left in the house.
“Well, look at the time I better be going.” Jongin finally got up from his weird pose on the couch, his head was dangling and almost knocking the floor when he did that.
“Why don’t the three of us go together to the campus? I could shoot you on the way, yeah? How about it?” Sehun is still determined to get close to the other.
“Sehun… just wanted to be friends with the emo kid. (Laughs). He kinda has this… what should I say… supporting feelings toward Jongin and Kyungsoo. I don’t know, I mean well, Kyungsoo’s cute but Kyungsoo with Jongin??? Nahhh I just don’t see it. Anyway, yes, Sehun is really working hard to be accepted by Jongin as his new friend, weee (flaunts arms randomly).” - Jongdae.
Jongin just stares at the other in deadpan but surprisingly that pout on his face is turning really slowly into a small, sincere smile. “Okay.”
“I must say, class, the documentary project from both Mr. Kim and Mr. Oh is really exceptional this far. What I meant by ‘exceptional’ is that they’re really smart in choosing subjects and the objects of their subjects, plus I must say again that these individuals have really colorful behaviors. Good job, you two, please keep it up. And, Jongdae?”
“Yes sir?” Jongdae’s head showed up after a few seconds of proud smiling with Sehun back in their seats.
“You might just pass this time, once again keep it up.”
“Thank you sir!”
“Well there you go. Jongdae hyung might just pass the lecture this time and he doesn’t have to retake anything again to proceed further and therefore not delaying the way to his thesis! (Claps by himself). As a partner of his I felt proud. Oh, and I must tell the process of my plan of being Kim Jongin’s friend is halfway successful. I am really determined to get both individuals I have mentioned before as ‘the frustrating couple’ to be together and as the first step to my mission I must get myself closer to Kim Jongin. Okay gotta go now. (Shuts down the camera).” - Sehun, secretly an innocent, granting wishes angel.
Jongdae spots a rushing Sehun from afar, on the 7th; Psychology floor, where his class is on the left turn and apparently Sehun’s was from the right turn across the hallway. The younger is seen rummaging into his light blue backpack, face lit up when he caught Jongdae in sight. “Hey!”
“You look like you’re in hurry, I have to know.”
Sehun chuckles at his comment and paused, taking in a deep breath like he’s going to reveal some big and happy news. “Gonna watch a movie with Jongin.”
“…I’m sorry you what?”
“I know right?”
Sehun walks past the flummoxed Jongdae with happy smile and as if he's an adolescent female character in a play, little jumping could be seen in his steps.
“He said he was going to a movie with Jongin. With Jongin. I can’t even believe my own hearings-oh wait I have to call Yixing-okay bye.” - Jongdae, emergency self-camera session in an empty classroom.
“Jongdae-just-did you really have to call to only tell me about this? Well okay so Jongin was unapproachable, maybe now he sees a potential friend in Sehun we could never know. I have to go, okay? I’m having clarinet rehearsal right now. Yes I know-yes-no-yes, but-Jongdae-okay-okay. Okay… okay we’ll talk at home. Okay, bye.”
It’s almost 8.30pm and there are no signs of Sehun and Jongin showing up at the back door and Jongdae is kinda worried-not exactly worried-but somehow rather curious about Jongin having a movie date with the little brat. Not exactly a movie date, but still, there are only two of them. Junmyeon’s vague voice telling everyone that dinner’s ready which is coming from the kitchen is seriously ignored by Jongdae, focusing his eyes on edited videos of everyone in the cupboard under the stairs. He was skipping through so many scenes where Baekhyun talked about his pet dogs back at his own house, Yixing zoning out and laughing by himself all of the sudden, an annoyed Luhan with towel on the shoulder, something Sehun has been caught by his ears and Jongdae smiled wickedly, as if he had finally caught something that has been running around from him for a while.
Oh, turns out Luhan was only talking about the girls incident the other days and how Sehun should control his crazy fangirls and how he himself was being rude to the elder (Jongdae pouts disapprovingly at that), so he skips away yet again. Jongdae begins to feel tired after so much footage and the clock is striking at 9 and still no sound of Sehun’s annoying footsteps from downstairs. After so many footage of Kris talking about how he played basketball so wonderfully, a sight of a small bodied with a thick glasses suddenly showed up, looking hesitant.
“Can I say this to the camera?” it’s Kyungsoo, adjusting the camera right to left, once in a time glancing outside the small door of the cupboard, obviously being careful to not get caught talking.
“Well, the only ones seeing this are Sehun and Jongdae, right? I want to tell you guys a story. A story I’ve been keeping from everybody in the house, since I’m not that social to begin with and I just think that this is the perfect opportunity for me to tell at least someone.”
Jongdae straighten up on his chair, all ears.
“I…”
Door’s creaking sound forced him to pause the video immediately.
“Jongdae why don’t you come downstairs the soup is getting cold.” A much deadpanned Kris is peeking through his door without even knocking.
“Seriously, dude, haven’t you learn about knocking and respecting one’s privacy?”
“I’ve knocked.”
“Well I didn’t hear it.”
“Should I do it again for you?”
“What in-”
Kris steps outside slowly and closes the door which he knocks two times after it and opens it again, repeating the same pose he did when he interrupted Jongdae’s focusing time. “Like I said, the soup’s getting cold.”
“I’ll come down.” Jongdae sighs.
“Okay.”
The thing is, when one is speaking to Kris, he will have to be very specific because when Jongdae said he’ll come down, Kris understood that as in that he will come down immediately and so, then, Kris is waiting by the door.
“What are you doing.”
“You said you’ll come down.”
“Yes I’ll come down, in a minute.”
“Oh okay.”
“Why are you still here.”
“Well, a minute is not that long, you know? It’ll be tiring for me to go down and come up again. So I’ll just wait here.”
“Give me fifteen minutes.”
“Ok then.”
And then finally Kris is out of sight, Jongdae groans annoyed and slumps in front of his laptop, after a few seconds had completely forgotten what he is going to do earlier. He checks the laptop’s clock, 9.05pm, checks his phone, no message or call. He clicks here and there randomly on the desktop and finally remembers that he was watching Kyungsoo’s footage. Just to be sure now, he locked the door, put on the earphone and rubbing his hands together as if he’s plotting something evil.
“I… knew this guy. Well, I think, I know. I mean I still see him frequently-I mean not that frequent, but, uh, just-ughh (slouches). Okay, so let’s just say I know this one particular guy. I met him a while ago and he’s really charming or should I say attractive, at least to me, I mean everyone else in the house is not so fond of him-I MEAN-oh never mind, you guys, I’m going to talk about Jongin here, just, (sighs) please keep this a secret, you two are good guys, right? Okay so here’s the thing, he moved in one day before me and when I finally moved in for the first time, he was actually the very first tenant in here. He helped me with everything.”
“He was a very nice guy, he’s not that grumpy all the time I’m telling the truth here (fidgets). Jongin was originally really bright, he would laugh at my jokes which I found as unfunny and he would laugh at his own joke as well (chuckles shyly). I was really fond being around him because I didn’t have to try to be someone else, all this time in my life I was trying hard to get the person that I like to like me back by adjusting the standard criteria that person has from the start with my own. I know it’s stupid, pretending to be someone I’m not, and I told that to Jongin, which he replied with “That’s ridiculous!” (mimicking Jongin’s actions poorly) (laughs).”
“But then, when I actually started my college-I’m a medical major in case you didn’t know-”
“Tch, I know.” Jongdae snickers at his words and focuses back.
“When I actually started to go to classes he sort of…taking few steps back from me…I asked him why he rarely came to my room again, why he rarely talked to me again, and then one night… he just sort of… I don’t know… (scratches back of his head).”
“He what??! What?!!” Jongdae unconsciously being tensed as hell.
“He… confessed to me. LIKE… MAN I don’t know, was it a confession? I don’t have any idea! (pulls his own hair) (takes glasses off) oh shit I can’t see (puts glasses back on).”
“How could he see on a daily basis? Oh, must be contacts.” a self-talking Jongdae is now putting his feet up on the chair, making himself comfortable.
“…he kinda mumbled to me like ‘so…umm…I like you’ and then kbye. WHAT. I’m just. I’m really confused and as you can see now he’s not willing to talk to me ever again, and sometimes at night I could hear some disturbing punching noises coming from his room, oh so I conclude, maybe he hates me. And I start to believe that. I just think that, maybe I’m just being too confident about all this, maybe he was saying ‘I don’t like you in that way’ and I misheard it, it could happen, right? Maybe like I was doing all this time, I was hoping too much and eventually nothing had even started and I… I was the one who made myself felt rejected. Because I was hoping.”
“What in the-”
10pm and finally Sehun and Jongin showed up at the back door, Jongin went straight to the fridge, already know that the dinner’s leftover is undoubtedly going to be there. With his mouth full of pieces of kimbap he nods his head to Sehun as the cue to go upstairs first, Sehun waves him off. There are Chanyeol, Baekhyun, and Junmyeon sitting side by side on the couch watching TV. Baekhyun sits in the middle, eyeing him suspiciously.
“You were out with that guy? You’re something.”
Sehun smiles and joins them by sitting on Junmyeon’s lap. “Hey hey hey you can’t just sit on someone’s older than you.” He complained, eventually ignored by the rest.
“Did you apologize to him?” Chanyeol chimes in with some cheese rings in mouth and more on the way.
“Yeah. All went well after it.”
“Hmm… I’m sensing some motives here, I’m very sure.” Baekhyun seriously stroking his chin with thinking face.
Sehun just tilts his head right and left playfully, he won’t come off of Junmyeon’s lap even after the elder hits his back few times.
“Did you know though, that he’s into Kyungsoo? You can’t compete with that, I mean, from what I heard he got serious case of falling in luuuuvvvv.” Baekhyun joins in Chanyeol’s chewy cheese snack.
“Oh no no no.” Sehun finally falls from Junmyeon’s lap, seeking his own spot in the crowded couch, “Not in that way, bro, I’m not. I am aiming to get them together precisely.”
Three heads are looking at Sehun right now; Chanyeol just turned his head around to the TV again as if Sehun had said something completely unreasonable, while Baekhyun tried to hold in his laugh resulting in massive spurt of saliva disgustingly, and Junmyeon just kept staring, waiting for Sehun to probably say something like "I'm just kidding.".
“Ok yeah good luck with that.” Chanyeol throws in some more cheese rings into his mouth.
Sehun pouts and leaves the trio behind.
09.45pm - Interview scenes in the cupboard under the stairs
Kyungsoo came in to the room, his baggy trousers and sweatshirt-all black-are the only thing spotted at the camera as he could only stand for a few seconds before he spotted a small chair sitting at the corner. He sits, circular glasses on his face, looking pretty tired. He adjusted the camera’s position and finally got it right, shooting straight at him, face on the middle of the small screen. The tenants could say whatever they want to the camera, and supposedly not allowed to see the footage of other tenants because then some disapproving scenes would happen for example; a fight. Like it has been stated at the beginning, they’re allowed to talk anything about anyone. Little that he knows, Baekhyun is the only one who checks the footage frequently for a good laugh.
“Good evening, this is Do Kyungsoo, the medical major tenant, age 21, struggling both physically and mentally. I’m just kidding, I only struggle physically. I am really tired at the moment, the seniors personally requested the first years this afternoon to diagnose plenty of expensive mannequins specially designed to develop various diseases. I don’t know where they got them but those things are seriously driving my brain crazy. Anyway, I’ve noticed some closeness between two tenants in this house lately, I saw Jongin and Sehun went to friendly from unfriendly-mostly Jongin, I wouldn’t bother-but Sehun is… how to put this… oh, you’re going to watch this so I’m going to tell it to you, you’re… how do I settle this down?”
“Anyway, well, I mean, it’s good, you know (adjusts glasses), I mean, Jongin hasn’t been interacting with actually anyone in the house. So… I guess, I just, well, considering you must’ve been watching my recording from last week, I guess I just wanted to thank you. Because, he’s been so unhappy for a while, and earlier this afternoon I saw him smiling and laughing (smiles widely). I’m just happy to see him slowly going back to his original self-not that I know lots of his original sides-but, uhhh. Yeah. So. I should really sleep now. Bye. (waves awkwardly to the camera and exits the cupboard.)”
“You know I just realized few things lately. The things are; our housekeeper’s Korean is improving-she’s from Thailand-I should inform at least to you guys because with this whole thing going on you guys don’t seem to notice she’s struggling to understand our mixed languages-I like to speak Chinese a few times I thought she was Chinese-yes. That’s the first one. Secondly, I think my roommate, Chanyeol, is having this innocent yet childish crush on Baekhyun and it’s really cute. I am not making up stories, this is because he won’t freaking. Stop. Making. Songs. And it has to be in the middle of the night, it’s frustrating. I couldn’t sleep, I’m a light sleeper, plus he likes to sit at the edge of my bed, I don’t like that. Oh and I was going to talk about how I know he’s having a crush on Baekhyun, it’s because I kept hearing this ‘little cute puppy’ which I translated into his own parable of Baekhyun’s self, then I also caught ‘your pretty fingers’ in his lyrics which totally makes sense because honestly Baekhyun has the prettiest fingers in da hauz (snaps finger sassily) (bursts to laugh). AAAAND this is the last thing, I am considering someone in the house as cute. I won’t tell you who it is, HAHA.” - Luhan, high on sugar.
“I found my beige pyjama randomly folded with Junmyeon’s clothes-I thought Chanyeol’s also mixed up in there-I was thinking had Junmyeon taken the clothes folding task in the house I thought he was paying the housekeeper for a full duty I don’t understand? Anyway, I was asking for Chanyeol’s help in finding my pyjama but he’s no help at all, he just kinda like spinning and following me around the entire house this afternoon without trying anything to find my pyjama (smiles).” - Baekhyun, seems like he enjoyed the pyjama looking.
~A self-camera session of Oh Sehun~
“Have I told you guys and Mr. Hwang that the people living in this house are so weird? Well, now you know.”
Sehun waves to the camera, and almost abruptly turned it to the already asleep Jongdae and giggles maniacally in the background before quickly shuts it down because apparently his giggling drove Jongdae flinching for a couple time.
Episode 3
a/n have you noticed Huang Zitao is missing? I'll add him asap, I'll never leave him behind.