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big bird @jhonnysuh
AHHHHHHHH
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not a furry @meowyong
@jhonnysuh love you too, man
ty is a furry @yutasenpai
@jhonnysuh love you bro :*
small bird @morklee
@jhonnysuh you ok, bruh?
big bird @jhonnysuh
AHHHHHHHHHHHH x 2
Johnny slammed his phone down, groaning loudly, before finally letting his head follow suit and fall against the table. A thud! echoed throughout the apartment kitchen, and two voices could soon be heard.
“Johnny!” (Taeyong – that was coming from his bedroom down the hall, the one he shared with Yuta. He must be cleaning up)
“Dumbass!” (Yuta – that was coming from Johnny’s room, the one with the ensuite. He must be avoiding Taeyong so he doesn’t have to clean up)
“I’m fine!” That was Johnny – twenty-three years old, Korean-American and losing his mind for a second time.
(The first time was agreeing to hang out with this Japanese boy when he was eight years old, and subsequently becoming best friends with him and some other kid for fifteen more years)
Ten minutes later and Johnny felt a soothing hand course through his brown hair, fingernails lightly scratching on his scalp. Taeyong. Johnny looked up then to see the comforting, soft smile of his other best friend; Taeyong Lee.
“You doing okay, buddy?” Taeyong’s voice was calming, his timbre deep. The male practically radiated softsoftsoft when you really got to know him, when you got the privilege to see him vulnerable and as himself. Taeyong slid into the seat next to Johnny and deposited his legs into his lap, Johnny automatically moving to massage the other’s thighs and calves.
“I just …” Johnny couldn’t find the words to articulate what he was feeling – fuck, he didn’t even know what he was feeling. He just wanted to sleep for ten years, graduate university without doing anything, and be held by his best friends. That was literally it.
“I don’t know what’s up, Yong,” he admitted truthfully, eyes cast down to the legs in his lap. It’d been established ever since Taeyong first started dancing that Johnny had to massage his legs; the younger always had the worst aches and pains and only Johnny was good enough to actually help.
(Yuta was too rough, he never understood how to massage gently)
“You need a break, John. We’ve barely seen you for the past few weeks, you’ve been so busy.” Taeyong nudged a socked toe against Johnny’s arm, laughing softly when he was swatted in response. “You’ve been leaving Yuta and I alone, and you know bad things happen when we’re alone.”
“Last time, you almost died-” Johnny groaned at Taeyong’s grin, tempted to push him off his lap. “Why do you let Yuta do stupid things to you?”
“He’s whiny and I have to keep him under control – plus, it was fun trying to scale two floors.” Taeyong’s tone was songful and he pushed himself off Johnny’s lap to stand up, stretching and leaning down to press a chaste, soft kiss to Johnny’s head. “You’ll be okay, buddy. You’re just in a rut right now, but you’ll find your way out.”
With that parting remark, Taeyong swept out of the room as quickly as he had entered.
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ty is a furry @yutasenpai
[posted a photo] gay
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not a furry @meowyong
@yutasenpai youre right i am
big bird @jhonnysuh
@yutasenpai taeyong and i look cute at least :P
doyoung kim @kimrabbit
@yutasenpai you’re the worst yuta
ty is a furry @yutasenpai
american universities: now we want accomplished and talented students!
me: hi i was ranked second out of the capital of south korea in a notoriously competitive country
american universities: … how about a few more of these little blonde bitches
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Taeil M. @TaeilMoon_
@yutasenpai Amen.
wincheng @dong_sichengie
@yutasenpai amen
sushi @xuxuxi
@yutasenpai amen!!!!!!
Natalie <3 @NatNatNatty
@yutasenpai Dont be jealous <333 were just smarter
ty is a furry @yutasenpai
oh this bitch is about to get it i swear to everything HOLY
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“YUTA-HYUNG!”
Yuta’s head snapped up; across the quad of the university – the university that was situated outside a city in California – stood a figure, waving and yelling.
Upon closer inspection, he realised it was Lucas Wong.
Lucas was a young nineteen-year-old, hailing from South Korea as well. Yuta had only met him last year when he transferred over with Mark Lee; an excited and hyperactive kid to complement Mark’s quietness and shy demeanour. Having been given one of the many roles to welcome foreign students, Yuta immediately took Lucas under his wing and helped him really settle into life in the United States.
Well, as best as he could – for all of Lucas’ intellect, having graduated with impeccable grades and on his way to becoming an acclaimed lawyer, he was not well-endowed with street smarts.
“LUCAS! COME HERE!” Yuta yelled in Korean, packing up his books and already beginning to walk. The younger began to run, almost toppling a few students over and barely skidding to a stop in front of the Japanese male. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?’
“You – Ten …” Lucas was out of breath, but Yuta could sense urgency and began to pull his phone out. Sure enough, there were over twenty missed calls from Ten – one of his closest friends outside of Taeyong and Johnny – and over fifty texts.
“What’s the matter, Lucas?” Lucas shook his head, pointing to the texts in lieu of answer. Swiping open with trembling fingers, Yuta pulled up Ten’s messages on KKT;
tennie <3 & Me
yuta answer your phone
yuta
yuta please answer
yuta hyung YAH
will sending this in ur native tongue summon u????
what about in a language u can barely READ
YUTAAAAAAAAAA
you ALWAYS answer ur phone except NOW
hey
whats the matter, ten?
is everything okay? are you okay?
its not me, hyung
its johnny hyung
hes with taeyong hyung, doyoung and kun right now
at ur dorms
whats the matter ten
What. Happened?
hes not well hyung
he was in class and then he was on the ground
kun caught him, and johnny looked like he couldn’t breathe.
kun, dodo and i took johnny outside and he was having a panic attack
so we called ty and he came and helped us
can u just come back pls, johnny’s asking for u
on my way
thanks tennie
<3
<3 mwah
Yuta pocketed his phone and looked up at Lucas, who had drastically recovered from before.
“Thanks for getting here, Xuxi –“ Lucas preened at his nickname, one only his close friends (and those that could pronounce it properly) could call him, “- but I’ll get going now. Say hello to Mark for me, and tell me if Hyuck is being dumb again. I’ll come over and roughhouse him up.”
Yuta high-fived Lucas before snatching his bag up and leaving – he had some detours to make.
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not a furry @meowyong
[sent a photo] just chilling with my friends
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doyoung kim @kimrabbit
@meowyong never call me your friend again, you furry
qian kun @qian_kun
@meowyong love you, you furry
small bird @morklee
@meowyong @jhonnysuh bro why does taeyong hyung look so small
big bird @jhonnysuh
@morklee @meowyong because he is small
not a furry @meowyong
please say SIKE