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It was late into the day, everybody was still tired from the party they had just held. But a loud crashing sound fixed everyones sleepiness.
Four of the boys jolted awake, turning to a red figure in the distance.
There stood Seven, plate of pastries in hand and eating utensils fallen on the cold floor below.
"Cake?!" Yoosung yelled once his eyes adjusted to the light.
"Yup!" Seven smiled. "MC and Jaehee just dropped it off, apparently they went out earlier today to buy some from a bakery nearby!"
The blonde sprung up, ripping the covers off and making his way to the plate of goods.
"Muffins, cupcakes, cookies..." He started naming everything there, the pitch of his voice got higher the more he called out.
Eventually, he landed on a strange looking one he had never seen before.
"What's this?"
"Jaehee said it's called a 'Beaver Tail'. It's mainly known here in Canada!" Seven answered.
"Wow! So cool!" Yoosung smiled.
The others started to make their way to the small table in the centre of the room whee Seven had put the plate. They all gathered around, picking whatever they craved.
"MC and Jaehee planned for us to go somewhere today, especially because tomorrow we're heading back." Seven spoke, mouth full of strudel.
"Gah! I'm so sleepy, I'd rather just spend our last day in the hotel..." Yoosung sighed, taking a bite out of his cinnamon bun.
"I'd like advise you two to eat properly, mouth closed." Jumin said.
"Okay Dad." The hacker teased.
Jumin wasn't used to food like the ones he was having now, especially in this kind of setting. The only time he ate sweets was usually at the parties, he had no need to have them in any other situation. It was weird to be siting on the floor in his pyjamas, changing was usually the first step in his carefully planned out morning. The room of the hotel was small for him, he lived in a penthouse so he never knew about the other spaces below him.
Zen ordinarily would get mad at him for growing up privileged, but now when he looked at him he could see now that the look in Jumins eye was of curiosity and acceptance. Not judgmentality and hostility.
The two females came into their room, taking a piece of food and joining them on their breakfast.
Soon after a while, Yoosung slammed his hands on the table. All heads turned to him.
"I have something to say!" He looked around, waiting for someone to ask what.
He realized he was only stalling, and no one was speaking up. "I-I Yoosung, Yoosung Kim, am in a relationship with S-Seven O' Seven!"
His face was bright, it almost matched the others hair.
Luciel bursted out laughing.
"WHAT!?" Yoosung yelled out, embarrassed and wanting to cry
"It sounds like a declaration!" Seven spoke with tears in his eyes. "It was so cute!!!" he lunged forward, arm reaching out for a hug.
"SHUT UP!" He tried punching him to get him off. "I SWEAR I'LL BREAK UP WITH YOU IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!"
He was now trying to get away from Sevens kisses, which he new he could very easily force upon him considering their strength ratio.
MC giggled a bit.
"We're very glad you let us know, Yoosung." Jaehee smiled, resisting laughter from the other couples interaction.
Jumin and Zen looked at each other, both knowing what each other was thinking.
"To add on to that..." Jumin started.
Zen looked away embarrassed, but didn't want him to stop.
"Zen and I have started a relationship of our own."
"Oh we know." MC spoke without thinking.
Jaehee looked at her shocked, so did the other two men.
"What- how?!" Zen spoke.
"A-A-Ah, I mean!" She realized the hole that was dug by her own self. "Ah, god... Well, last night Jaehee and I saw."
"Saw?! Saw what?!" Zen exalted, hoping to hear anything but the words 'kiss'
"What do you think?!"
That confirmed it.
"I also may have texted Seven about it who told Yoosung and Saeran..."
"WHAT?!"
Seven laughed, back up and cross-legged with his arm wrapped around Yoosung.
"I knew everything before you even were a thing!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Who do you think organized the plan for Jumin to go back here with Zen? It was all me, baby!"
Zen wanted to get mad at him for his intrusion, but if it weren't for him they wouldn't be here.
The septet watched movies and talked over shows until it became dark, they had to sleep in early if they wanted to catch their flight tomorrow.
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Running to the planes line-up, hoping to arrive before it took off. They all took a set next to the same people as before.
This time, Jumin and Zen were happy to be together, and gladly took a nap with their heads on the other shoulder.