Hot Summer, hot hot summer or (Infinite is normal through heat).
The hottest time of the day is between 2:00 pm to 4:00 pm.
Myungsoo knows this. Myungsoo also knows it’s even hotter when you live in an apartment in the center of a smog congested city with six other boys - with no air conditioning.
“You guys are disgusting.” The dark-haired boy flatly informs the two oldest boys in the dorm currently sprawled across the tiles of kitchen floor. SungGyu rolls over with the retarded bamboo pillow closer to the refrigerator and soundly ignores him. Dongwoo lifts a sweaty arm slowly off the floor and flips the younger boy off, eyes still closed. Myungsoo snorts and mutters “classy, hyung” before leaving the two to marinate in their own juices.
He goes into Sungyeol’s room and turns immediately when he sees his best friend with frozen vegetable packets plastered to his body.
“Do you want-” the gangly boy takes off one off from his forehead and squints at the label, “… all-natural baby carrots Myungsoo-ah?”
The darker-haired boy is halfway across the dorm before he even finishes his question. Sungyeol shrugs and replaces the two cucumber slices over his eyes.
“Oh ew.” The maknae says before delicately tiptoeing over the leader to get a strawberry milk the fridge.
“Can’t we turn on the AC, SungGyu hyung?” Sungjong nudges the slightly bigger lump on the kitchen floor with his foot.
“Aslkjadk.” The bump on the floor answers.
“It broke last week.” The second blue-haired bump on the floor (un)helpfully supplies.
Myungsoo resolutely ignores the bright bundles of fabric that are Sungjong’s t-shirts sitting happily and reaches next to them for the carton of ice cream.
“I have normal band mates,” he mutters under his breath as he closes the freezer as the first strains of Wondergirls’ "I’m So Hot” in Woohyun’s voice come from the shower.
At around 2:40 Sungjong collapses in the middle of the living room faced down. The other members nudge him a bit with a backscratcher once in a while to see if he’s still alive.
“I think you broke the maknae.” Hoya tells SungGyu who still hasn’t moved much except to snuggle closer to the humming fridge.
Woohyun sits on him while toweling his wet hair and when Sungjong squeals and attempts to wriggles away, the main vocalist waves away the concern away, “Nah we’re good.”
It’s hot, really hot.
Dongwoo knows that. Dongwoo also knows that the sauna three blocks away has the air-conditioner on full blast and an ice room. But Dongwoo is also a bit evil and doesn’t tell anyone about his plan, loosely encircling his fingers around Hoya’s wrist and dragging him out of the dorm.
Ten minutes later the two rappers are having their third date on RGM, sipping on fruit juice in the ice room.
They don’t call Dongwoo a genius for nothing.