《Living With Them || StrayKids ff》{Chapter 6}
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After the little dramatic scene of me coughing like crazy, the rest of the time, we passed with mostly chit-chatting.
Believe it or not, the talk was very casual. It was as if we knew each other for years. I mean, I knew them very well, as a fan, but what surprised me, was how open they were to me.
"Oh God, I'm so full", Changbin breathed out, while patting his full tummy.
Of course he would be full. He ate three plates of lasagna. I was getting concerned that he might throw up for eating this much.
"Thanks for the food Rosalynn!", Seungmin said afterwards, making finger hearts at me.
Ouch, he shot me with his cuteness.
"Thank you for your company!", I said while making hearts with my fingers as well.
"Cute.", I heard Hyunjin saying in a whisper, thinking that we didn't hear him.
Well I heard ya loud and clear and thanks to you, I'm blushing again.
I seriously have to stop blushing so easily.
When I , mentally, faced palmed and composed myself, I stood up from my seat and started gathering the plates to do the dishes. But something caught me off guard, when every single one of the members stood up as well to do the same thing. They all picked up their plates, individually, and headed to the kitchen, with me following from behind to catch up with them.
I'm not going to let them to the dishes in my own house, I'm the host here for potato's sake.
"Oh, you don't have to. I can do it on my own, no biggie", I said, while trying to take the plates out of their hands.
"Shush, you did the cooking, we'll do the dishes", Chan said as a matter of factly, speaking on behalf of all of them. With a warm smile, he took the plate off of my hands and turned his heels towards the sink, leaving me standing there with mixed emotions.
Umm, I don't know how to feel right now... Should I be honored that StrayKids will do the dishes for me or should I be concerned, that there's a high possibility of them breaking all my plates?
I let out a sigh and let them do as they wished, menatlly crossing my fingers just in case. I can't say no to the loves of my life right?
Right.
STAYs...we seriously gotta stop giving in to them so easily...
I didn't move an inch though, I stood there and watched their every move, observing them doing...whatever they were doing. It looked like as if they were struggling finding the... dish saop?
Mate-
It's literally next to the sink.
I inaudibly giggled to myself, shaking my head in disbelief at the sight infornt of and walked closer to them. But, as I was about to show them where the dish soap was, someone prevented me from doing so.
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There he was, in all his baby bread mighty. Jeongin, hovering infront of me, while grabbing me by my shoulders.
"Noooo you just sit there and watch.", he cutely said, while pushing me to sit on the couch.
"But- I want to help. You guys seem like you're struggling.", I tried to fight back and break free from his grip.
Jeongin turned back his gaze and looked at the boys, who were now, searching under the table clothe for the soap.
Uh-
Jisung smiled awkwarly, coming to persuade to leave. "Struggling? Who's struggling? Us? Ahaha no no you got it wrong. We are doing perfectly fin- SHIT.", he started off, but before he was able to finish his sentence, a glass slipped from his hand.
I let out a yelp with wide eyes, believing that the glass was about to shatter in pieces. Thankfully for the poor glass' life, Jisung, surprisingly, caught it before hitting the floor.
Damn, he got some good reflexes.
Jisung looked down on his hand with googly eyes, not believing that he was able to do save the glass in time. "Phew.", he said relieved, letting out a sigh.
"See? Everything's fine.", he said again with an sheepish smile.
Yeah sure. Now I'm more concerned than before.
I watched as Minho walked towards us and closer to Jisung. He took the glass out of Jisung's hands and lightly smacked him on the nape .
"I suggest you just sit there with Rosalynn.", he said firmly, while pushing him to leave from the kitchen. The younger boy pouted, but did as be was yold, stepping on the living room and sitting himself dowm on the big couch.
Minho turned his gaze on Jeongin and folded his arms like a parent. "You too Jeongin. We don't want you two breaking things again.", he scolded the two boys and made his way to the kitchen again.
Thanks Minho. You saved the lives of many glasses and plates. I own you one.
Smiling with a hint of gratitude at him, I turned my heels and sat to the couch as well.
"Yay! Rosa!", they both exclaimed happily once I sat in between them.
I feel loved all of a sudden.
As I was casually relaxing on the couch, the two boys, on each side of me, were staring at me with happy, cheeky smiles, not saying anything.
Yeah not awkward at all.
Guys, I love you and all, but if you keep staring at me like that, I think I'm gonna die. Either from over doze fangirling, or from you, since you are practically observing me like some stalkers...
A moment later, Hyunjin stepped in the room and plopped himself on the couch as well. "Guys give her some space.", he said and scrolled through his phone.
"Aren't you supposed to help with the dishes?", Jisung asked curiously.
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Hyunjin let out a dramatic sigh and brushed a hand though his long hair. "No, it's a mess in there. Chan and Felix are doing some weird aussie stuff, Minho is playing the father, or the mother, of the group, telling us what to do and don't get me started with Seungmin and Changbin being crazy.", he said annoyed while rolling his eyes. I just laughed while picturing this scene.
"Hey we heard you!", Changbin said in the distance and made me laugh even more.
Busted.
"Oops..", Hyunjin said nonchalantly.
"Umm... Rosa? Where do you keep the towels?", I heard Chan asking from the kitchen.
"Wait a second, I'll come show you.", I said loudly, in order for him to hear me and stood up to leave.
"Nooo don't leave me alone with those two.", Jeongin whined, pulling my hand while pointing a finger at the two guys next to him.
Jdhxnns stop being that cUtE dAmMiT.
"Rude.", Hyunjin stated while crossing his hands.
I gave the younger boy an apologetic smile and patted his head softly. "I'll be back in a bit.", I told him and made my leave to the kitchen.
And as I stepped in the kitchen I came face to face with-
Umm,what's going on in here? Hyunjin wasn't lying at all when he said that it's a mess.
"It's not what it looks like!", they all said in unison once they saw me coming from the living room, dumbfounded to say the least.
All I could see was foam everywhere. Chan was moping some spilled water from the floor, while Felix was wiping clean the cupboards.
Yes, there's foam even in the cupboards.
Minho was still doing the dishes, while Changbin and Seungmin were wipping the plates with towels.
Needless to say that they're covered with foam as well. Their hair are drenched in it ans they look like grandpas. It's really funny.
"Oh my God- how did this- pfff Ahahhahaha what did you guys do?", I said laughing out loud, while holding my stomach from the pain.
"Yah, what happened?!", Jisung came running in the kitchen and started laughing as well when be saw the chaos unfolding infront of him. And a second later, Hyunjin with Jeongin made their appearance.
"Told you so." , Hyunjin shrugged his shoulders.
"Pff ahahha I though I was clumsy but look at them" Jisung continued laughing while falling down on the floor, "Ahahha-I can't ahahaha- I can't breathe.", he was basically moping the floor now, wheezing on the floor like a bouncy ball.
"Yah, it's not funny.", Changbin defeated, ready to throw a towel at the hyperventilating Jisung.
"Yeah right, it's not funny...it's hilarious AHAHHAHAHA.", Jisung burged into laughter again, practically rolling on the ground like a warm.
Jisung's laugh is funnier than the huge mess unwrapping infront of us right now. He made me laugh with him as well. In return, everyone bursted out laughing too, making us forget about the foamy mess.
And after a couple of minutes later, we finally managed to calm down.
Oh dear now my stomach hurts.
"I'll go bring some more towels", I wiped off a tear and stepped further in the kitchen. I slided open a drawer and pulled out some towels. But as I was about to hand over to Chan, my phone started ringing.
I put my hand in my back pocket and pulled it out, looking at the ID.
Oh, it's my grandma again.
I picked up the phone and put it in my ear, whilst trying to clean up the mess simultaneously.
"Hey nana what's up?", I responded and with the corner of my eye I could see the boys cleaning as well.
After a while of talking with her, I slowly hung up the phone, my hands trembling and my eyes widened. This got the attention of Felix, since I seemed to be in shock for a reason they weren't aware of. He stared worriedly at me and came closer.
"What's wrong Rosa? You seem like you saw a ghost or something. Is everything alright?".
At the sound of Felix's words, everyone snapped their heads and and looked at me.
I could feel my face going pale by the minute and I weakly parted my lips to form words
"Well... My grandma is coming for a visit like RIGHT NOW YOU HAVE TO HIDE QUICK! If she sees you I'm dead!", I shouted in fright and sped up my pace to quickly tide everything up.
Fork, fork, fork! If my grandma sees that I have eight guys over my house, the least it could happen to her, is get a heart attack.
Panicked, the boys hurriedly helped me out with the kitchen and quickly took their suitcases out of the living room.
"Where do we hide now?", Jeongin looked at scared. I swiftly gestured them to go further inside the house, where the guest rooms were. Pushing one another, the managed to fit in a single room, their faces both panicked and apologetic.
"Okay, stay here. And please, Do. Not. Make. Any. Noise.", I warned them, my voice dripping with seriousness. They all vigorously nodded their head in understanding, and by the time I walked out of the room, the door bell had rang.
Shoot.
"She's here! I'll be back in an hour or so. Just try to be quiet.", I whispered-shouted at them and inaudibly closed the door that connects the corridor with the living room.
Dear lord please help me.
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