Chapter Text
It was your average, ordinary day in the UP10TION dorm. Hwanhee and Dongyeol were running around the living room; Yein was pleading for them to stop; Wooseok, Sooil, Changhyun, and Sungjun were sitting on the floor in front of the TV watching a soccer game; and Gyujin was lying stretched out on the couch, book in hand, trying to block everyone out. But just like masturbating whilst having the pre-existing thought that your dead relatives could be watching, it was much easier said than done.
From another room entered Minsoo with a can of coke in hand as he carefully made his way over to Sooil on the floor. He handed the older boy the can, earning a half-hearted thanks in reply. Loud yells of "OH COME ON!" and "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" resonated from the enthusiastic soccer fans, and it took everything Gyujin had not to roll his eyes right then and there.
From behind the couch, Yein was still trying (and failing) to get the maknaes to stop running around the room. They had resorted to tossing a pillow back and forth between them, much to the older's dismay.
"Dongyeol, Hwanhee; stop throwing the pillow before you break something," Yein cried.
"We're not gonna break anything," Dongyeol scoffed as he threw the pillow. The pillow zoomed right through Hwanhee's fingertips, and straight into a lamp, causing it to topple over and shatter.
"Oops," both boys said in unison. Gyujin looked over as Yein stared at the two youngest, giving them the 'I'm not mad, just disappointed,' face.
"I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!" shrieked Hwanhee as he ran over to the pile of shattered glass. Yein gasped as he quickly tugged the boy back before he did something stupid like picking up the glass with his hands.
"It's alright, I've got it," the older boy said with a weary smile as he patted the boy on the head. Hwanhee nodded his head solemnly before slinking off to the side with Dongyeol.
"What was that?" Jinwook asked, peeking his head in from the kitchen doorway where he had been making dinner for everyone.
"Tweedle dee and tweedle dum broke a lamp," Gyujin deadpanned, not bothering to look up from his book. The eldest laughed as he lightly smacked Gyujin on the back of the head, earning a deathly glare from the younger boy, but it came across far more cute than it was intimidating.
Jinwook looked over to Sooil who was still staring at the TV as if nothing was happening around him. "Sooil," the oldest spoke, gaining the other boy's attention. "I thought you were watching the dongsaengs?" he jibed. Sooil just shrugged as he shot the eldest a gummy smile. The older laughed as he shook his head slightly, "Aish, what am I going to do with you?"
Gyujin could think of a few things, not that he really wanted to think of his two oldest hyungs getting it on. He physically shook his head to flush the thoughts from his mind. Next to Sooil, Minsoo looked away from the two oldest as Sooil flashed the leader a flirtatious smirk. "Ew!" thought Gyujin, also averting his gaze and somehow stopping himself from gagging at the thought of those two together. #notp
It was sad really. Everyone could see just how head over heels Minsoo was for Sooil, or how Jinwook was thirsting to pounce on Wooseok's pocket rocket. Everyone except the dense fuckers experiencing it, that is.
"Of course," he thought as he glanced over at Minsoo, pursing his lips in thought. He just had to set them up! "Now how can I get those two together?" He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice someone trying to get his attention until he felt a light smack on the knee. He glanced over only to be met with an inquisitive head tilt from Sungjun.
"What are you thinking about, Gyujin-ah?" Sungjun asked.
"Well fuck," the boy thought. He didn't quite think about how he probably looked like an idiot staring off into space like that. Was he staring at Minsoo? God he hoped not. He glanced down at the book loosely being held in his hands with the title The Door Into Summer and an image of a cat printed on the cover. "Just the theoretical possibility of time travel, is all," Gyujin replied. Was it a lie? Not entirely. He has pondered the possibility of time travel before, especially since reading this book, but not necessarily at this exact moment in time. Sungjun must have either bought the small lie or let it sly as he simply just smiled before standing up from the floor. Gyujin lifted his legs as the older boy took a seat on the couch before letting them fall onto Sungjun's lap.
Gyujin tried to go back to his book, but his mind kept wandering. How was he going to get Sooil and Minsoo together? And what about Jinwook and Wooseok? How long had their been so much sexual tension in their dorm? Were there other potential couples in their little ensemble that he had just failed to notice? These questions (and many others) quickly filled his head as he quickly dug out his phone from his pocket and opened up a note.
Operation: KuhnGyeol and WooHoo
The Master Plan was set in motion, now all Gyujin had to do was actually think of a plan…