Fic: Who's the Umma?
******************************
Character: Mir, Joon, Cheondung, Seungho, G.O + Sandara.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Warning: Unbetaed. Major grammatical error!
Summary: Mir watched fancam about them and somehow came out with a random question. Who was the 'umma' in their group? All three of them thought of the same person but was the person really the 'umma'? ;D
******************************
Mir was sitting in front of the computer, looking through all videos about them. Occasionally, he would cackle softly under his breath that made Joon who was playing games on his bed looked at the youngest in weird.
“Yah, what are you doing?” Joon asked.
“Hyung, come here!” Mir called for Joon while still snickering.
Joon reluctantly got off the bed and strolled to the maknae. Mir pointed at the video fancam he was watching.
“What’s this?” Joon raised his eyebrow.
“A fancam about our 87-line hyungs”
“So?”
“I found it’s funny how they are arguing about who’s the umma and who’s the appa”
Mir cracked again. Joon snorted slightly as he stifled his amuse laugh. He leaned forward to watch the video too. He straightened up and glanced at the maknae.
“So, who do you think is the umma?”
Mir stopped laughing and he began to ponder. He scrunched up his face, thinking too hard for that question. Suddenly, Cheondung came inside the room and greeted them.
“Dungdung-hyung, who do you think is the umma in this group?” Mir tilted his head.
“Seungho-hyung”
“Haaahh~ I know right? Seungho-hyung is the umma because he nags a lot!” Mir laughed again.
“True, true” Joon agreed.
“But the umma is the ‘girl’ in the relationship right?” Cheondung inquired.
“Seungho-hyung is the girl…”
Both Joon and Mir were laughing their head off when they were imagining Seungho being a girl. They then started cracking jokes on how would Seungho be looked if he was wearing a dress, along with a pink apron and tied his hair in tiny ponytail forming a cute coconut tree on his head.
♫ Ije dashi one better day, one better day~ ♫
“Yoboseyo?”
“Anyeong, Dungdunggie!”
“Ah, Dara-noona!”
“What are you doing? Ohhh~ I hear some laughing at the back! What are you having conversation about?”
“Ehh… We’re just having a conversation about who’s the umma in our group and we choose Seungho-hyung because he nags like a girl. Then Joon-hyung and Mir are having a crack as they’re imagining Seungho-hyung as a girl because I said umma is the ‘girl’ the relationship. That’s all” Cheondung explained monotonously.
Sandara giggled giddily as she heard her brother’s explanation.
“Na, noona. Who do you think it the umma in our group?” Cheondung asked.
“Eh? Well, I say G.O”
“Ehhhhhh~! Why? Why not Seungho-hyung?”
“Ahh~ You guys think of it in innocent way” Sandara stated and she laughed.
“Hah? Aishh, noona is weird” Cheondung declared.
“I know I am, Dungdunggie~ Oh well, I just call because I feel like it. I’m going to dance practice, love you Dungdunggie! Muahh!”
“Uh, love you”
Cheondung kept his phone back on his pocket and looked at his two members who were still laughing. Rolling his eyes, he slapped Mir’s shoulder lightly.
“Enough”
“But it’s funny!” Mir squeaked. “Oh, I heard you asked Dara-noona the question, what was she answering?”
“G.O-hyung” Cheondung stated.
“G.O-hyung!?” Joon shrieked and he burst into loud laugh.
Suddenly they heard some noises coming from their living room. Mir quickly slapped his hand over Joon’s mouth forced the older to lie on the floor. He even dragged Cheondung to do so.
“What the-?”
“Sorry, hyung. Reflex!” Mir whispered and he put his finger on his lips indicated his two hyungs to be silent.
They could hear their 87-line hyungs’ voices at the living room. Seungho sounded mad while G.O was still with his I-don’t-care attitude with his lack of response on Seungho’s question. Mir glanced at Joon and Cheondung and Joon just shrugged as Cheondung rolled his eyes.
“Seriously, why are we in this position anyway?” Cheondung huffed.
“Hey, Seungho-hyung is really like ‘umma’, nags nonstop” Joon giggled.
“Haha. True, true!”
A door being slammed close making three of them jumped in shock. With wide eyes, they quickly crawled to their room’s door and opened it up quietly. Putting his finger on his lips, Mir gestured to those two boys to follow him. He silently crawled out from their room and stopped in front of a room where those 87-line hyungs were.
Joon followed suit and he crawled next to Mir. Cheondung slapped his forehead mentally and he just walked towards them.
“Hyung!” Mir hissed.
“What?” Cheondung asked as he knelt down.
“You’re supposed to crawl. Crawl~” Mir drawled a bit at the last word. “We’re ninja! Ninja, hyung! Ninja is supposed to crawl!”
“Oh, shush! I hear something!” Joon waved his hand to shut those two younger boys up.
Rustle of clothes. Soft moans and slightly breathy cursing plus with sound as if someone was being forcefully pushed onto the bed.
Three of them quickly pressed their ears close to the door, feeling curious.
“Seung-ho” Moan.
“You’re so good, Byunghee”
“Ack-!” Sharp gasp. “Ho- Urgh… No!”
Mir, Joon and Cheondung jaws were dropped in shock. Was it what they heard real? Like - total real? They couldn’t believe it! There was no way they heard their G.O-hyung was moaning for their leader. There was no way their manly G.O-hyung was crying for their leader. There was no way-
“Omo” Mir whispered in disbelieved.
“G-G.O-hyung is the girl?” Joon gulped.
Cheondung could only manage a nervous smile. Slowly, he took out his phone and dialed his sister’s number.
“Dungdunggie?”
“Noona. You’re right” Cheondung stated.
Sandara laughed as she knew what her younger brother was saying about. “Oh, is it means that you already know the reason why I said G.O is the ‘umma’?”
Cough. “Yeah, I think”
“Good. Hopefully you’re not scared enough” More laugh.
“Yeah. Whatever. Anyeong, noona”
“Anyeong~”
Cheondung just stared at the phone and back to the room in front of him. Glancing at Mir and Joon who were still shocked, Cheondung sighed a bit.
“Wow” He mumbled.
---
This wicked mind of mine! *bash head repeatedly on wall*
I'm pathetic. Sob.