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The front door opens and from the sound of the footsteps Jeonghan knows it's Joshua. He looks down at his phone to check the time and frowns.
"Where have you been? I thought you were cooking dinner for everyone?"
"Well, Jeonghan, sometimes life gets in the way," comes Joshua's reply, voice teeming with an unhealthy cocktail of annoyance and stress as he slams the door shut behind himself and kicks his shoes off with far more aggression than Jeonghan would say they deserve.
"Sometimes forces out of your control decide to step in and say 'we're gonna fuck up your whooole thing today just because we can’, and sometimes you accidentally use your best friend's super intense silver shampoo and completely fuck up your beautiful red hair and is thus forced to book an emergency appointment with your hairdresser because there is no way you're going out with ugly, discoloured hair on the last night out of the semester."
"That's so valid," Jeonghan's words are accompanied by a solemn nod."And if it helps you look amazing."
Joshua's still wearing a deep frown, and his lips are stuck in a hint of a pout, but he reaches up to run his hands through his new raven black hair."It does help."
"I forgot how good your hair looks naturally," Jeonghan continues, laying the flattery on thick to try to subdue his best friend's bad mood."It makes you look handsome, more mature."
Joshua rolls his eyes at the onslaught of compliments, but he's got a smile on his face so Jeonghan can tell he enjoys the praise.
"And don't worry, bubu," he says as he turns off the tv and gets off the couch, stretching languidly as he stands up."I'll see what the kids are feeling and order us food.”
“You’re a lifesaver!” Joshua calls as he heads into the bathroom.
“They don’t call me ‘angel’ for nothing.” Jeonghan replies, mostly to himself, as he pulls open their group chat, ready to interrogate the kids on what they wanted him to order for their dinner.