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[div class="heading"]ryu sehun.
mood | i wonder what jae-suk would look like with poop all over his face
location | in front of the elevators of the apartment complex
mention | jae-suk ( byeol ) + angel ( L3n )
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Se-Hun watched as the female began to open up the app for him, about to cross his arms in front of him. However, the feeling of his wet shirt against his body caught him off guard. Okay, that probably wasn’t the best thing to do right now. Instead, he pinched his shirt and gave to wave it lightly, attempting to try and dry himself off. Well, he might as well try and start drying off if his little brother was taking his damn sweet time like he always did. As he fanned himself, his dark eyes gazed over to the female before him who was speaking. Angel. Is that even her real name? Did her parents have a hallucination or something when they gave birth to her? He thought to himself. However, he had no urge or desire to verbalize it out loud. Instead, he muttered his own introduction back to her. “Ryu Se-Hun.” He grumbled before looking at the phone that she was offering back to him.
He’s online.
“That little shit head.” Se-Hun hissed through his teeth as he quickly took hold of the phone in his hands, dropping the fabric of his shirt. Without even a thank you to Angel, he pressed the contact number for Se-Jun and brought the phone back up to his ear. Sure, he was probably coming off as rude. But he also didn’t want to get his picc line completely saturated and take another trip to the hospital. He had already been there this morning for blood tests and he really didn’t want to go back again. It was after the fourth ring he heard his brother’s voice, letting out an airy ‘“Hello?”
“Ya!” Se-Hun bellowed down the phone ““I’ve been trying to call you for the last thousand years! Were you jacking off or something?!”
“You’re so gross. I was pooping.”
“Sure, sure. Of course. Whatever. I’m at the floor level. Bring down a towel.”
“Why….?”
“Because the power is out and I’m your Hyung who is letting you stay at his apartment for a quarter of what you should be paying, that’s why!” Se-Hun literally screamed down the phone.
Se-Jun responded with a calm okay, okay, knowing that this was just how his hyung was before hanging up. The older male let out a frustrated sigh, dropping the phone and hanging up. ““The little shit… pooping… like hell he poops without his phone on him” he muttered to himself, his hand coming up to his shirt to fan himself. He was in the midst of his monologue rant when he was so rudely interrupted by Jae-Suk. Urg, Jae-Suk. Se-Hun tried everything in his power not to frown or pull a face at the male. It wasn’t that Jae-Suk was a bad guy… it was just he… well, Se-Hun just didn’t like the way his baby brother idolised this guy. He wasn’t sure why but it just… something rubbed him the wrong way about him.
Even the way he smiles… I want to throw a pile of dirt in his face, Se-Hun thought to himself before pushing it into the back of his mind. See if he’s still smiling after that. At the mention of Se-Jun, the older male raised his brows. How he wanted to lie and tell him that he wasn’t here. That he had run off to a farm and would never return. “He’s far too busy pooping apparently” Se-Hun grumbled to the male. He was going to continue with his ranting, but was cut short by the sound of feet pattering down the stairs. Low and behold, the serial pooper had arrived.
“Hyung!” Se-Jun said in an excited matter as he came down the stairs with a towel in hand. Se-Hun couldn’t help but smile widely hearing the excitement in his brother’s voice. Well, wasn’t that just ni- hey, wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. No, Se-Jun, come here! Rather than approaching his actual brother, Se-Jun made his way over to Jae-Suk’s side. “What’s new, Hyung?” he asked the other male with a toothy grin.
“Hey! Ya!” Se-Hun yelled at his little brother.
“What? Oh, yeah, sorry.” The boy responded, looking down at the towel in his hand before throwing in Se-Hun’s direction – and then bringing his full attention back to the damn golden boy.
“God Damn… little shit” The older male cursed under his breath, taking hold of the towel mid-air.
location | in front of the elevators of the apartment complex
mention | jae-suk ( byeol ) + angel ( L3n )
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Se-Hun watched as the female began to open up the app for him, about to cross his arms in front of him. However, the feeling of his wet shirt against his body caught him off guard. Okay, that probably wasn’t the best thing to do right now. Instead, he pinched his shirt and gave to wave it lightly, attempting to try and dry himself off. Well, he might as well try and start drying off if his little brother was taking his damn sweet time like he always did. As he fanned himself, his dark eyes gazed over to the female before him who was speaking. Angel. Is that even her real name? Did her parents have a hallucination or something when they gave birth to her? He thought to himself. However, he had no urge or desire to verbalize it out loud. Instead, he muttered his own introduction back to her. “Ryu Se-Hun.” He grumbled before looking at the phone that she was offering back to him.
He’s online.
“That little shit head.” Se-Hun hissed through his teeth as he quickly took hold of the phone in his hands, dropping the fabric of his shirt. Without even a thank you to Angel, he pressed the contact number for Se-Jun and brought the phone back up to his ear. Sure, he was probably coming off as rude. But he also didn’t want to get his picc line completely saturated and take another trip to the hospital. He had already been there this morning for blood tests and he really didn’t want to go back again. It was after the fourth ring he heard his brother’s voice, letting out an airy ‘“Hello?”
“Ya!” Se-Hun bellowed down the phone ““I’ve been trying to call you for the last thousand years! Were you jacking off or something?!”
“You’re so gross. I was pooping.”
“Sure, sure. Of course. Whatever. I’m at the floor level. Bring down a towel.”
“Why….?”
“Because the power is out and I’m your Hyung who is letting you stay at his apartment for a quarter of what you should be paying, that’s why!” Se-Hun literally screamed down the phone.
Se-Jun responded with a calm okay, okay, knowing that this was just how his hyung was before hanging up. The older male let out a frustrated sigh, dropping the phone and hanging up. ““The little shit… pooping… like hell he poops without his phone on him” he muttered to himself, his hand coming up to his shirt to fan himself. He was in the midst of his monologue rant when he was so rudely interrupted by Jae-Suk. Urg, Jae-Suk. Se-Hun tried everything in his power not to frown or pull a face at the male. It wasn’t that Jae-Suk was a bad guy… it was just he… well, Se-Hun just didn’t like the way his baby brother idolised this guy. He wasn’t sure why but it just… something rubbed him the wrong way about him.
Even the way he smiles… I want to throw a pile of dirt in his face, Se-Hun thought to himself before pushing it into the back of his mind. See if he’s still smiling after that. At the mention of Se-Jun, the older male raised his brows. How he wanted to lie and tell him that he wasn’t here. That he had run off to a farm and would never return. “He’s far too busy pooping apparently” Se-Hun grumbled to the male. He was going to continue with his ranting, but was cut short by the sound of feet pattering down the stairs. Low and behold, the serial pooper had arrived.
“Hyung!” Se-Jun said in an excited matter as he came down the stairs with a towel in hand. Se-Hun couldn’t help but smile widely hearing the excitement in his brother’s voice. Well, wasn’t that just ni- hey, wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. No, Se-Jun, come here! Rather than approaching his actual brother, Se-Jun made his way over to Jae-Suk’s side. “What’s new, Hyung?” he asked the other male with a toothy grin.
“Hey! Ya!” Se-Hun yelled at his little brother.
“What? Oh, yeah, sorry.” The boy responded, looking down at the towel in his hand before throwing in Se-Hun’s direction – and then bringing his full attention back to the damn golden boy.
“God Damn… little shit” The older male cursed under his breath, taking hold of the towel mid-air.