~ myungsoo's

@Luhan [hiatus] [good night~ ^___^ ]

[Good night~ ^^ I was gonna reply tmr anyway LOL]

[guys i'm going to sleep u.u]

"Yes I did baby." He cooes at Sehun before turning his attention to Myungsoo. "But I'm tired. Are you really going to deny a guest some rest due to your undeniable jealousy over nothing?" Batting his eyelashes, Luhan clings onto Myungsoo.

Sehun jumps onto the bed and cuddles up to one of Myungsoo's pillows. "Did you say your favorite color was white before, LuLu?" He asks Luhan while rubbing one of his closed eyes.

"Help yourself, Sehun. I'll be there in a minute. Luhan and I aren't finished." Myungsoo answered, following behind closely. The second Sehun's lanky frame entered his room, he reached out a hand and gripped Luhan's wrist. "Who gave you permission to enter my bedroom? You're on my property, Luhan. I suggest you keep that in mind."

@Sehun Luhan rubs his legs before pouting at Myungsoo. "If you won't accept the hug then I will then." Shaking his head, he followed Sehun into the room. "Maknae i'm a bit tired too. Can I lay down with you." He whined, clinging onto the younger's arm.

Sehun lets out a growl and kicks Luhan's legs off the counter. "I hate you, hyung." Sehun hops off the counter with a pout on his face. "I'm going to lay down on your bed for a bit, Myungsoo. Just until my headache wares off."

Myungsoo debated between answering Sehun's request for a hug and denying physical contact with someone as obnoxious as Luhan present. On the one hand, Sehun was his patron and no matter what happened, he was to serve him to the best of his abilities, regardless of anything else. On the other, he didn't wish to give Luhan the satisfaction of seeing Sehun's effect on him. Torn, Myungsoo could only curl his fingers at his sides and straightened his shoulders. Sehun could wait. He had a game to play.

"I won't be thanking you any time soon," he whispered, tone mild and belying absolutely nothing. Myungsoo had a trump card and if Luhan kept pushing him, he might just use it. It would be fun to see the tables turned. Fun, indeed.

Sighing, Luhan slid comfortably in his chair. Legs propped up on the counter, hands placed behind his head. "Well I'm just trying to give you some loving." Wiggling his eyebrows, Luhan eyes the maknae before looking at Myungsoo in complete amusement. "You can thank me later."

Sehun reaches a hand back to pinch Luhan's cheek. "I see what you're doing, hyung. Cut it out before you get hurt." He sets his cup of tea down and opens his arms. "Myung Myung, I want a hug.", Sehun asks but knows the hug is more for calming Myungsoo than for his own pleasure. .

"Don't play the victim card. The look is very unbecoming of you." Myungsoo eyed the pair with narrowed eyes, his fingers tapping impatiently against his thigh. His annoyance meter was going off and he was this close to grabbing Luhan by the lapels and shaking the answer out of him. "I don't think you know what I'm thinking, Luhan."

Following Sehun, he sits behind the patron. He rests his chin on Sehun's shoulder, while dgeting with the hem of the other's shirt. He doesn't speak right away. Lets silence surround them as he casts his eyes on the floor, almost looking like a hurt puppy. "I don't think you want to know." He softly speaks.

Sehun squeezes the side of Luhan's waist and nods in thanks. "Just answer, Luhan. If I knew you were going to mess around with Myung Myung, then I would have denied your entry." He takes a seat on the counter, sipping his tea as he patiently waits for Luhan's answer.

@Myungsoo [/unslaps/ it's okay ^^]

[I don't even know why replied Luhan when it should be to room lols /slapped]

@Luhan [hiatus] It was unusual for Myungsoo to get riled up so quickly and over something so trivial. Maybe it was because he didn't understand why Luhan kept needling; what his objective was and why he'd become a target of a game he wasn't even aware he was playing. His eyes never left the pair, his nerves still running wild. A sense of foreboding tickled in the back of his mind, but he brushed it aside and drew in a calming breath. He was going try to be civil; trying being the operative word.

"I asked you a question," he remarks lightly, "I don't appreciate being ignored."

Not saying a word, Luhan hopped down from the counter and went to go make the tea. Once finished, he gently tugged at Sehun towards him and offered him the drink.

Sehun presses a gentle hand against Myungsoo's chest. "Let it go. Luhan is just trying to get you angry. Don't let him win." He looks over his shoulder at Luhan and glares. "Weren't you suppose to be making me tea, hyung? Because all you've done is made my headache worse."

When the last glass was swept away and dumped into the trashcan tucked into the corner of the immaculate kitchen, Myungsoo turned and leveled a blank stare at his fellow host. "What's your problem, Luhan?"

Hearing the threat, Luhan sighed dejectedly before tossing the undergarment away with a slight growl. Sehun knew how to push his buttons in ways that made the older want to cry in frustration. And he rather not be arrested for first degree murder. So instead, he decided to just sit back and watched as the pretty couple cleaned up his mess.

Sehun frowns when Myungsoo starts to clean up the mess but shakes it off. He turns around and elbows Luhan in the stomach as a warning to cut it out. "Keep it up and I might just bring something's you'd rather not talk about.", Sehun whispers into Luhan's ear.

Myungsoo ignored Sehun's comment and yanked open the storage closet, rummaging around for the broom and dustpan he kept in there. " you," was his only reply as he swept away the broken glass. He was going to give Luhan ten seconds to knock it off before he decked him in the face.

"I'm not kidding though." Hopping onto the counter, Luhan swings the undergarment between his thumb and pointer. "I know you're a bachelor; but come on man, this is just gross."

Sehun mouths Luhan's name, practicing silently on how to pronounce the name with a Chinese accent. He's pulled away from his thoughts when he feels Myungsoo relax against him. "Let me just clean the mess up, Myungsoo. Go freshen up. The tea will be ready by then." Sehun pulls away but doesn't forget to kiss Myungsoo's cheek before walks towards the broken glass.

Myungsoo's skin prickled at Sehun's touch, his mind rendered blank at the mere contact. He should've been angry at the way Luhan was purposely goading him. Hell, he /was/ angry. But something about his patron's touch erased his irritation and replaced it with something he couldn't describe. His fingers slid on their own accord, up and down, along the length of his forearm; the action itself soothing his fraying nerves and calming him rising temper.

"I don't," he replied succinctly, not even bothering to remove himself from the comfort of Sehun's arms. "I'm not disgusting, Luhan. Now stop making up."

"It wasn't my fault guys. I didn't know Myungsoo washed his boxers in the dish washer!" Luhan smirked, as he carefully stepped away from the broken glass and carefully picked up the wet clothing.

Sehun flinches when he hears the crash. "What did you do, Luhan? Must you always break everything that comes in close contact with you?" He walks up behind Myungsoo and holds his waist.

@Myungsoo [especially since luhan is in the picture c8]

@Sehun [I think so because my Myungsoo is prone to cursing when he's mad e u e;;]