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Seungmin sat within the plastic white chair, one leg propped up and pressed against his chest while the other dangled with the occasional tapping to the cold wooden floor. His dark brown eyes had been trained on the flat computer screen placed in front of him, darting back and forth to briefly glance at whatever pictures had popped up or words that appeared. He wasn't doing anything too serious; more so casually scrolling through his long list of emails that continued to grow everyday. Most of them had come from friends or family; each one being an emotional message about how he was severely missed and that they'll continue to miss him for the next few weeks that he'd be living within what could only be considered a mansion. His heart would swell at the words, the images of people who he knew personally (showing what life was like back at home). And then with a grin stretching at the corner of his lips, eyes becoming the tiniest amount of glossy due to tears, he would reach out to type a response. His nimble fingers would click upon the black keyboard, letter after letter surfacing until a just as empathetic paragraph of thoughts and feelings were given—only pressing send with a click of the mouse when also promising to call later within the week and that he loved each and every single one of them. He could lie and say that being away from the people he was the most comfortable with didn't affect him in just the slightest and that he was a cold-hearted bitch who needed no one but himself, but then that'd just be completely disrespectful.
He adored his family and would do anything for them. So when Seungmin finished up a response to one last email meant for one of his old neighborhood friends and managed to overhear a voice speak his mother's name with disgust, a newfound anger boiled deep within his gut. He stayed planted within his seat, ears straining in hopes of hearing more of the horrid conversation that took place between who knows who and in two rooms over.
"He's a bitch who probably got rug burn coming out of his mother's infected vagina and that's why he's always in a sour mood" Seungmin furrowed his eyebrows, mouth immediately dropping into a frown. He could feel his grip on the computer mouse tighten. After listening to the way the tone of voice was rather nasally with a lower bass complimenting it, it wasn't hard to decipher that the person babbling on was Changbin. The brunette let his jaw clench as he finally pushed back in his seat—the legs of the chair scraping across the floor and letting a terrible screech sound throughout the room—and disregarded the way he didn't sign out on the computer before eagerly making his way to the older male. "He was asked if he wanted to join us to the bar, says no and then throws a tantrum when everyone leaves him here. Like goddamn, for once shut that big ass mouth of yours. Go back to sucking on your mother's saggy titties for another year of your pathetic life."
"What's your issue with me now?" It was said as he rounded the corner leading to the downstairs bathroom. Changbin stood in front of the sink, toothbrush and toothpaste in hand as if he was about ready to clean his teeth. Beside him stood eldest Chan and Minho, one having been leant up against the wall just to listen while the other was using a wipe to get rid of the bits of makeup that was put on a few hours prior. The three of them came to a halt, falling silent as they turned to look at who just entered. "I can hear you talking shit. And you have the fucking audacity to bring up my mother. Who the fuck do you think you are?"
Chan had been the first to make a move, positioning himself in between the two men that had progressively gotten closer to one another—scowls painting their faces and chests puffing out in hopes of asserting the most dominance. Chan had even reached out to maybe get Seungmin to step back, getting the silent message that he didn't need to cause any physical harm to Changbin in order to get his point across. And at first the light brunette huffed out a breath, a sense of satisfaction coming from being able to just shout his irritation for the older. But of course the fire that sat within his gut had risen when the other decided to smirk before speaking again.
"I called you a pathetic bitch! Because that's what you are. You do nothing but sit around and mope all day, thinking that if you keep insulting people then we'll be just as depressed as you!" Changbin tried to get past Chan and curse at Seungmin without a human shield in his way, but he couldn't slither past when the pale blonde managed to be quicker. So all he could do was look over the muscular biceps that blocked him from walking any closer, raspy voice becoming louder with each word. "And guess what?" He let out a chuckle, eyes twinkling with mischief. "I did bring up your mother. Said her pussy must be bur-" He didn't get to say much else when he was soon flinching back from a fist that almost clashed with his cheek. Seungmin had just tried to punch him.
Taking the unsuccessful swing as a chance to finally get a few hits in on the one person who he's disliked since they've entered the mansion, Changbin dashed forward and jumped in order to get around Chan (who was now forcing a furious Seungmin to back away from the bathroom door). The restraint on the light brunette left him vulnerable and easy to access. That is if Changbin throwing a punch to the other's right cheek said anything. Immediately Seungmin was one to retaliate though by officially getting the eldest off his arms and then reaching out to pull the short buff male into a headlock, where he used his other balled up fist in order to give severe hits to the back of his head. Of course Changbin struggled to be set free, but by forcing them to go tumbling to the ground, the grip on his neck was loosened and he was able to slip away before defending himself with scratches and a few kicks. Shocked yet not surprised by the whole ordeal, Chan tried to be the one to break them up, but hadn't gotten very far when seeing Seungmin now holding onto Changbin's hair with a hold so tight, yanking would lead to baldness. Security had to be called; multiple men dressed in all black being the ones to separate them.
"You dirty low-life bitch!" The light brunette quite literally spat with his words, deep breaths having been done as he was dragged away by a security guard (who was most definitely taller and stronger than him). "You're a scumbag! Never should you disrespect someone's family like that!"
"If it means you leaving, then I'll say whatever the fuck I want!" Changbin too was being held back by security, yet kept trying to escape the hold by squirming and pushing the nameless man's arms off of him. "Suck my dick! Maybe I'll call your mama so she can do it too!" He flipped up his middle finger, not hesitating to laugh when seeing Seungmin scream and begin to frantically thrash about trying to reach the ravenette. His face was turning red and the animosity could be seen coloring his tan skin.
"Let me get him. Let me. Get. Him!" He shoved at the man who held him back, leaving a brief interval where he was able to sneak through and make his way at Changbin once more. He had the itch to connect his fist with that cocky grin. Unfortunately he only managed to land it somewhere near his jaw as he was soon being pulled back by Chan. Security had once again gotten a firm hold on Seungmin's body, putting a stop to his sporadic movements. He was actually forced to leave the area with the warning of needing to calm down or else there will be consequences. So the light brunette complied. It didn't stop him from mumbling insults though, also claiming that if he's ever near the older then he won't hesitate to attack.
He was brought to the kitchen where Felix and Hyunjin stood leant up against the marble counters, red solo cups in hand. It was expected that they would be baffled as to why Seungmin looked disoriented and being trailed not only by an amused Minho, but a security guard as well. They were anything but. They seemed to have been waiting for the light brunette, eager to hear what had been the reason for passionate yelling and sudden thumps. A quick summary had been given after the light brunette quenched his sudden thirst with a few gulps of water from a bottle found in the fridge. The security guard was able to return back to his original post that was standing in the background; keeping on high alert just in case another brawl were to happen. Minho stood beside Seungmin and chuckled at the way the younger one told the story with annoyance, chuckling every now and again.
"Changbin had his ass handed to him" The male with faded orange hair snickers. He plucked a grape from a nearby bowl that had been filled with various fruits. "And I don't want to hear either one of you trying to defend him. He got what he deserved'' Minho narrowed his eyes on Felix, knowing that the freckled Australian admitted to having some sort of attraction to Changbin and was willing to take his side if it came down to it. As for the evil side-eye that he threw in Hyunjin's direction...he just didn't like the lanky male. It was obvious that the feelings were mutual when seeing the taller roll his brown irises before taking another sip of his drink.
"And his ass will be handed to him again if keeps running his mouth," Seungmin huffed. "Blah, blah, blah. My name's Changbin. And I try to act tough in order to make up for my height and tiny dick" He moved his hand in a talking motion, too, wavering his voice in pitch in order to make it resemble the way the buff male sounds. He got a few laughs out of the trio in the kitchen. "Oh go kick rocks you dumb bitch. Thinking I'm scared of you because your muscle mass is bigger than your brain" He clicked his tongue.
Not long after his rambling, in rushed the youngest of the eight. His eyes were blown wide and he almost slipped while jogging in (his socks having slid against the polished floor as if he were skating on ice). Luckily he caught his balance with the help of a nearby stool. He caught the attention of everyone in the kitchen, each pair of eyes awaiting to hear what had Jeongin looking frazzled. He at first stumbled over his words, hands too frantically moving and pointing as he tried to explain what he just witnessed. It just wasn't until Hyunjin asked that he slowed down and tried saying everything over again as the news was delivered.
"They're throwing," Jeongin inhaled and then exhaled. "They're throwing your stuff in the pool."
Seungmin let his teeth grind against one another. The number one rule that everyone had set upon entering the house was that: no one ever touches another person's stuff. And he didn't even have to ask who the loser genius to stoop so low and start soaking his belongings was. He could already guess.
"Changbin is taking all of your clothes, Seungmin and just tossing them. I saw Chan and Jisung following but I don't know if they were helping..." His words were trailed off upon seeing the light brunette begin to briskly walk to the back door—it being a large sliding glass pane that led out to a gigantic backyard that housed a patio and the infamous sparkling pool. Everyone had followed, gasps and murmurs of there being no way that the claim was true. But when stepping through the door and seeing Changbin mere inches from the large in-ground pool, it was nothing but the truth. He had a devilish smile on his face as he carelessly threw armfuls of clothes into the water.
"You're an asshole, you know that!?" Changbin turned around to see Seungmin stalking over just as angry as before. It was obvious that he was ready for another fight and the buff male was prepared for whatever form of attack that would be given. "You go and decide to throw my stuff in the pool—you're the one who came up with the no touching other people's things rule!" All he did was push Changbin out of the way before squatting low in order to grab anything that hadn't floated too far away.
"Why didn't y'all stop him?" Hyunjin wondered first.
"That's a low blow Bin" Felix blurts next. He looked to be genuinely upset by what happened.
"I tried to!" Chan exclaims. "I was saying how he wouldn't want anyone doing that to him. But you know how stubborn he is" The gloomy expression that laced his features seemed to resemble one of pure regret. As if he should have done more. Hyunjin was quick to point that out.
"Okay, and with how big you are, you could have easily stopped him from taking Seungmin's clothes. Maybe even stopped him from coming outside" He weaved a hand through his long black locks. "You could have literally done anything."
The sulking blonde didn't get a chance to respond because Jisung had maneuvered his way to the center and spoke.
"Stay out of it prince charming " He gave an eye roll before giving a stare of distaste for the other. "This has nothing to do with you."
"It has everything to do with me if my friend is being bullied by some midget" The lanky male had left the side of Felix to walk closer to the other. He squared his shoulders, eyes shaping into a glare. "Maybe you should try collecting your buddy over there," He pointed in the general direction of where Changbin stood with his arms crossed and a bored expression. "Because if you don't, I will" They were face to face, dismissing the way that Felix and Jeongin were claiming that they don't need to fight. It was followed up with the issue lying between Seungmin and Changbin and that they are the only two who needed to be arguing within the moment.
"Get out of my face Hyunjin'' Jisung tightened his jaw, too raising his hands in hopes of creating space between him and the taller. The lanky male didn't take the opportunity (that was defusing the situation) and instead pushed the younger male's hands away. "I said get the fuck out of my face Hyunjin" It was obvious that his once calm demeanor was beginning to crumble, animosity being the new foundation.
"You won't do shit if I don't."
Those were the words. The shorter male let his face contort into obvious anger before throwing a punch that seemed to have made direct contact with Hyunjin's cheekbone. The other went stumbling at the hit, vision blurring long enough for Jisung to give another attack. It was him reaching out for the ravenette, hands beginning to tug the soft locks that the elder owned. He yanked at the strands with force while also landing blows to whatever he could get his hands on. Hyunjin wasn't one to take a defeat so easily though and thought that if he got the dark brunette to the ground, then he could break free and maybe even give his own punches. Only just as that was happening, Felix and Jeongin were shouting that they needed to stop. Minho stood off to the side unbothered by the sight. Serves Hyunjin right. And then to top it all off, Seungmin took the distraction as a chance to pounce on an unexpected Changbin. He tossed whatever soaked clothes he gathered to the side of him and then ran to jump onto the buff male before clawing and hitting at his head. At the sight of another brawl having broken out, the four others were at a stand still. There was no stopping them, so they left the damage for security to handle.
And with a timing that could have been better, at least six men came rushing in, eager to rip the duos away from each other.
"Maybe next time you'll listen. You ugly cunt ass bitch" Jisung laughs when he's finally removed from Hyunjin's beaten form. He held a wicked smirk at the sight—it was a perfect grin that contradicted the way his hair was tousled and clothes had been stretched and skewed. "How does it feel to be knocked down? Because let me tell you prince charming, being able to beat your ass yet again is extremely satisfactory."
"Just because you managed to get a few hits in doesn't mean shit!" Hyunjin shouted while being forced back by a security guard. He was desperately trying to get around the man, wanting to fight the dark brunette for a little longer. Maybe then he'll be able to get rid of the toothy smile he wore. It was the same feeling that Changbin possessed as he too was being removed from the wrath that was Kim Seungmin. A knot could already be forming on the side of his forehead, blood seeming to have also begun to trail from his lip where a cut had been made. The buff male looked ready to explode at the sight of the red liquid.
"I can't believe you had to give a sneak attack in order to actually get me," Changbin says before spitting out a mixture of saliva and blood. "Some man you are."
"Don't act like I didn't just drag you in the hallway. I would check for bald spots" Seungmin cheekily replied with a mock pout. "I know how much your looks mean to you, so I feel kind of bad that I had to rip clumps of hair out of your big ass head."
Changbin had almost managed to slip by the guard who protected him, but only managed to get a few steps in before he was being grabbed at the torso and being pulled back. It fueled the rage encased within him, words of annoyance now being taken out on the faculty who only wished to prevent any further harm. He pushed at the man, he shouted, he even threatened to begin a fight. And through it all the security kept him from reaching Seungmin, along with saying a few words that were to calm him.
"Aw, look at the baby throwing a tantrum! I think he wasn't fed today. Chan, why don't you go get him his bottle?" Seungmin then giggles out.
"Leave me out of this Seungmin" The eldest shouts from his place near the patio steps. He was ordered to stand there with Minho, Felix and Jeongin therefore they didn't accidentally become entangled in all of the flying fists and forceful kicks.
"Ah, so the one time your best friend is throwing a fit you're not there to change his diaper? I'm surprised, judging by how much you're up his ass" He looked at Jisung now. "Hannie too. You three are weirdly close" He gave a dramatized gasp that gave humor to the way three males glared his way. "Don't tell me you guys are in one of those polyamourous relationships!? Tell me, who tops who?"
Chan clenched his fists and let his once concerned expression fall into one of vexation, then made a mad dash in the direction of Seungmin. No one had seen it coming (seeming as Chan had always been the calm one where the most he's done is say a few nasty words and break up fights), therefore the protection that the younger thought he had was gone and he was now being hit by the other. Of course the security guard closest was immediately trying to rip the pale blonde off of the younger. He wouldn't let go without leaving a few punches in his wake. But even then throughout the fiasco, Jisung managed to break free from his own security and decided to jump in, leaving his own mark on the brunette. That irritated Jeongin greatly.
"Hey! No jumping in!" Now the male with bright blue hair was running as fast as he could in order to interfere. And if he had to lay his own hands upon the guy who resembled a squirrel, then so be it. "Stop it Han!" He scratched at the other's arms, too yanking at his dark strands. It definitely got the older off of Seungmin, but now the attention was put on him. He was being tackled to the ground with a squeal and the fear that he was about to get his face pummeled in. He could hear shouting voices everywhere, but he could only really focus on what Jisung was trying to hit—and then trying his hardest to protect that part of his body. Sue him but he's not the best fighter.
"Everyone quit it! Now!" The familiar voice of the show producer was heard. Her voice yelled at an octave that none of the men knew it could reach. So with the stern tone and the help of more security guards, all eight men had put an end to the feud that erupted so easily. It didn't stop nasty stares from being thrown at each other though. Even a few mumbled curses. "This has reached a new level of violence that I will not accept! So with that being said, Seo Changbin, Han Jisung and Bang Chan...you three will be staying in a nearby hotel for the time being."
"What!? That's not fair! Seungmin's bitchass is what started this whole thing!" Changbin shouts.
"No you did, you fucking prick! Did one too many blows to the head make you forget that you were talking about my mother not even that long ago!" Seungmin replies with a squirm from his place in security's tight hold.
"Enough!" The producer shouts again. "From what is seen, Changbin you were initially the aggressor, therefore you and your friends will be staying in a hotel for the night. Video footage about what happened will be replayed and the outcome for all of this will be established later tonight. So pack what you need and head out to the van."
Watching the three furious males stalk their way back into the house was amusing.
"Ahaha you dumb fuckers! You'll be going home and I'll be welcoming your replacements by tomorrow morning!" Seungmin boasts with the biggest grin he could muster, also waving at them.
"Keep at it Kim! Keep running that mouth of yours! I dare you!" Jisung retaliates. "Because when I do come back, I'm beating your ass. I promise you that!"
"Bullshit you will! The only reason you managed to get me this time was because you're a pussy bitch who jumped me! Fight me one on one and I bet you'll be screaming for help!" The brunette teased back. "But for now kiss my ass!" He laughed at the way Jisung was extremely temperamental and was yet again trying to cause another physical fight. If he wasn't literally surrounded by men twice his size with muscle mass that may have been the size of his head, then he could have run and attacked. But instead he was aggressively being shoved back into the house where he would be able to pack an overnight bag.
It wasn't until the three men were officially gone for the night were everyone else allowed back in. Hyunjin made a beeline for the kitchen where he was hopefully able to get a pack of frozen vegetables to set on his face; Jeongin attended the bathroom to check for scratches that may have been done to him; and the remaining three headed up to the bedrooms where they will be able to whine down from the rather eventful night. Minho took position upon his bed, leant up against the headboard before patting at his lap where an invitation for Felix to lay his head down was given. The freckled Australian didn't hesitate when it came to snuggling up to the older. Seungmin though kept pacing the room, hands on his hips as his mind continued to run a mile a minute.
"We need to get those guys out of here. We would never have any problems with them gone."
"That is if you don't count the feud Minho has with Hyunjin" Felix states bluntly. Minho playfully smacked the blonde on his shoulder.
"Yeah, but they know how to be cordial. I mean with that stupid trio gone, we'll be able to party and have fun for the remaining weeks together" Seungmin chews at his lower lip as if in pure concentration. "We need to come up with a plan."
"Well from what Changbin tells me, he doesn't really trust the other two. They may be close but there's definitely some underlying issues there" Felix pitches with a shrug of his shoulders. He was rather nonchalant about the whole thing. Because while he knows that getting the trio out of the house would solve a lot of problems, he also knows that the mini crush he has grown for the buff male will pull a little too much on his heart strings. "Maybe we should find a way to break them apart for good?"
"Oh, I'm really good at mind games," Minho smirked mischievously. "And guess what? I have the perfect bait in order to get Jisung out. I remember him telling me a few days ago while he was drunk that Chan didn't want him hanging out with us. Said something about how we're supposedly manipulating him."
"Ooou, if we plant in Chan's ear that Jisung is saying all of this shit behind his back then they'll turn against each other. Minho you're a genius!" Seungmin beamed with a loud clap of his hands. "Now what about Changbin?"
"I can help with that" Hyunjin steps into the room with what looked to be ice wrapped in a few paper towels pressed to his face. Not too far behind him was Jeongin who much rather stay within the doorframe, toothbrush lodged within his mouth as he leisurely scrubbed. The lanky male found a seat upon the opposite mattress before speaking. "Obviously by now he'll figure out that not only can Jisung not be trusted, but Chan as well. If we hide something precious of Changbin's within Chan's side of the room, then he'll freak out, start a fight and end up going home."
"What if he doesn't believe that Chan did it? Steal something of his I mean?" Seungmin wondered.
"He will if we every now and again give little jabs about untrue things Chan may have done to us. It'll subconsciously make him paranoid. Plus you guys know we're sort of friends, so he listens to me. All I have to do is lead him into believing that Chan did it" Hyunjin established with a content grin.
Everyone nodded.
"Okay now what about the infamous leader?" It was said with air quotes on Minho's part.
"Do we really have to get rid of him? He's not that bad actually. I just think his two minions were the problem" Jeongin was the one to speak up this time. Or mumbled. His mouth still contained white foam from his toothpaste, some of it even splattering out as he talked—to which he apologized for and then scurried his way back into the bathroom where he was able to spit the remains into the sink. It wasn't until he returned not even a minute later that the conversation had resumed.
"Chan is the sole reason for most of the issues we've had. Like you said, Changbin and Jisung were his minions, therefore they did all of the dirty work. Besides tonight, when have you ever seen Chan put his hands on someone?" Seungmin issued the question yet never got a response back. "Exactly. Never. He just says shit and then sits back while his two goons fight. And if we keep him here, he'll just befriend the replacements and have them pick up where dumb and dumber left off."
"But how are we supposed to start a fight with someone who refuses to throw a punch?" Felix asks.
"Did you guys not see the way he acted tonight? He was ready to beat me black and blue because of the stuff I was saying. I think if we keep pressing his buttons with all of these little comments, then eventually he'll snap. Whoever he fights, don't respond until he swings first. That's how we'll guarantee him leaving" Seungmin exclaims. There was silence that followed as if they were all soaking in the details of the plan. But eventually hums and head nods were given, all agreeing to what was to come once the trio were to come back into the house; that is if they were to come back at all. Typically being told that someone needed to spend the night at a hotel meant that their time in the house was over. But there are a few rare occurrences where the blame is given a second chance but surely watched over a lot more closely.
Either way Seungmin is fully prepared to see the three men packing. Because then that meant right after he can find ways to also get rid of Minho and Felix.