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Most of the time, Jeongin loves his friends, really.
Sure, Minho can be a cold hearted princess who only ever seems to be there to make fun of everyone, but he’s also the kind of person who would threaten your bullies to get them to leave you alone (Minho says that he isn’t the one who did that, but Jisung tells him otherwise).
Jisung’s the kind of person who overthinks everything to the point of either not doing it or acting on impulse (both of which aren’t ideal, but not doing anything is less ideal than impulse more often than not so Jeongin will take what he can get and roll with it), while also encouraging everyone and anyone to do their absolute best and do what they want to do without fear (a through and through juxtaposition to everyone who knows him).
With all of that being said, though, Jeongin really wants to throttle Jisung right now (note: he wants to throttle Jisung and Jisung only . Minho has nothing to do with Jeongin being offered up as bait while Jisung probably talks about how hot he thinks Hyunjin in front of the guy that Jeongin’s pretty sure he’s had a crush on for years), and by the looks of it Hyunjin just wants to throttle someone , who will, hopefully, not be Jeongin.
“So,” Hyunjin starts off casually, leading them behind the library counter, “what happened, exactly?”
Jeongin nervously laughs and rubs the back of his neck. “Well, you see, my friends Minho and Jisung have a test soon, and Minho’s mom kicked us out of his house so we came here to study. Minho took out his book and was looking for a pen, and-”
“ Jeongin- ”
“I swear, I swear, I’m getting to the point! So Minho was looking for a pen in his bag, right? And so he starts taking out miscellaneous things and one of those things just so happens to be a thing of matches-” Jeongin stops when he sees Hyunjin raise his hand.
“Who brings matches to a place full of flammable material ?” Hyunjin rubs a hand over his face. “You know what, it’s fine, it’s fine . That corner is like, undetectable from any cameras anyway, so you guys won’t get into trouble since nothing got set on fire other than that idiot’s notebook , surprisingly.”
Jeongin shrugs. “I mean, technically he’s not the one who started the fire.”
“He’s the one who almost spread it, though! And why would you bring matches to a library , of all places anyway!” Hyunjin runs a hand through his hair. “Can I get fired on my first week on the job and first time working by myself for not reporting this? Is that like, a thing that can happen?” Hyunjin looks at Jeongin. “What grades are they in, anyway?”
Jeongin shrugs again. “I doubt it. Jinyoung's seen Minho accidently jump off of the balcony and almost spill water onto the computer systems while trying to break his fall, and that was on camera, and not only was Jinyoung not fired for neglecting to report it, but Minho has also not been banned yet, so… yeah. Minho’s a sophomore and Jisung’s a freshman.”
Hyunjin looks like his soul left his body. “Minho is… the one with the notebook… who started slapping the fire with his jacket… and screamed that he wasn’t the one who started the fire…?”
“Yeah.”
Hyunjin shakes his head. “Gosh, why are the pretty ones always the stupid ones. What about your other friend, the one who looks like and endearing squirrel? What stupid things has he done?”
“Not killed me and Minho yet.” Jeongin responds immediately, earning a laugh from Hyunjin. “And like, uh, me and him are sort of the ones who started the fire, because we were playing with the matches on the table to see if we could light one. I think Minho may have accidentally nudged his book into the flames, though, but I’m not to sure. Definitely was the one who almost knocked it into the shelf, though.”
“Mhm,” Hyunjin hums as he walks out from behind the counter, “so, basically, you guys are the reason why Jinyoung made sure to tell me about all the dangers that people could get into in the library?”
“Pretty much,” Jeongin takes a pause, “well, actually, no.”
“Oh, really?” Hyunjin raises an eyebrow. “There’s something I’ve been warned about that you guys didn’t cause?”
Jeongin nods. “Yeah. Trust me, we didn’t cause any of the cum stains by the table. I mean, Minho and Jisung might have, but I really doubt it, and besides-”
“Nope,” Hyunjin says, walking towards the table that Minho and Jisung were waiting for them at as he covers his ears with his hands, “nope, nope, nope. I don’t want to hear it. The less I hear about sex happening in the library the better it is for me and my sanity.”
“But Hyunjinie, you’re probably going to have to clean up the remains one day.” Jeongin supplies cheerfully, causing Hyunjin the groan.
“Yeah, but the further away that moment is, the better.”