✓ COME OUT & PLAY ━ dong sicheng

🍭 . . chapter one.

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"online class from 8am to 10am with 10-minute breaks per period. since she'll be here from thursday to sunday morning, you'll only worry about two days. it's a requirement for her webcam to be on so y'all better not cause distractions."

"bedtime at 9pm or earlier. she can't sleep without her stuffed elephant, so never take it away from her. sometimes she'd even talk to it— or him, as she says. don't get too weirded out, it just runs in the family."

"she's allergic to strawberries and tomatoes, so you know what to do. but, if ever the worst happens, not only with allergies, which we hope doesn't, this is the family doctor's number."

"lastly, hugs. she's obsessed with hugs. if you refuse to return a hug, she'll throw a tantrum. hugs solve her tantrums, though, so you don't have to tire yourself too much to solve them."

"we'll drop her off tomorrow at 6am, or later than that. i'm not sure."

"that's all, any questions?"
JACE LIU XINGRAN and DONG SICHENG were left dumbfounded once their friends demonstrated what and what not to do to a seven-year-old as if she was some promoted second-hand car, being left with the responsibility of them having to watch over the pair's kid.

you see, JOHNNY SUH had an urgent business trip at nagoya, which coincidentally was his wife’s—HASEGAWA CHIASA— hometown. upon hearing him mention it, she figured how long the time had been since she visited her parents, so with his help, they booked another ticket. 

they thought of three of the many pros : he didn't have to make his secretary undergo the insufferable process of booking an expensive hotel room anymore; chia could bring her husband (him) home again to flex on her egotistic siblings which would shut them up just like last time; and they already had a chance to spare a little time to waste alone with each other.

it was a win-win-win situation.

this scenario wasn't sinking well for the other couple though.

"yes, i have a question." jace raised, "why does it have to be us? why not the other dudes? taeyong? jaehyun? yuta? do they not love kids?"

"come on, bestie," chia replied, slightly moving her bangs to the side. "to pay your bet-debt."

"for the love of god, i was drunk."

sicheng, beside him, was beyond confused. "bet-debt?"

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jace called up his so-called 'soju buddies' johnny and chia to meet him at a nearby bar, texting them about how he was really, really, really, really sad (like that one influencer he forgot the name of), so giving him support was urgent.

since it was a saturday night, their schedules didn't oppose much to the idea.

but when they met up, the man himself, being the one with the lowest alcohol tolerance among the circle, was already as wild as those hyenas from the lion king after one bottle.

he didn't have an exact personality, nor a vibe when drunk. if anything, his emotions changed in just the blink of the eye.

"sicheng . . . . sicheng tomorrow would leave me . . . . he will . . . . goodbye." 

"why are you speaking in english?"

"DONG SICHENG!" he yelled, gaining the attention of the other customers around them. embarrassing, to say the least. "m-my . . . . my wonwonie."

"he's crazy, get it on camera." his widely proclaimed bestie nudged johnny, a subconscious smirk on her face forming.

"sicheng won't love me now."

she scoffed. "it's such a shallow reason, of course he still would."

"he won't."

"he would!"

"no."

"yes."

"no."

"yes."

"nooo!"

"yes."

"shut the fuck up. i know sicheng more . . . . you."

"okay, let's make bet." chia played along with his broken english a bit, but returned to normal korean speaking right after. "if he leaves you tomorrow, we'll pay you anything, but if he doesn't, you'll pay us anything."

". . . . deal~"

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"it's been two months."

"more reason to finally pay it."

still, even after the event summarization along with video evidence, sicheng was still lingering in confusion. "why would i leave you anyway?"

jace thought staying silent would result in the topic shifting and sicheng eventually forgetting, but apparently, that wasn't the case when you befriend people with no filters.

"he broke one of your nintendo switch joycons."

fuck you, johnny.

the process of understanding was enough for sicheng's dreaded judgmental gaze to fixate on his boyfriend.

"i— and you blamed it on huihui."

"i panicked!" the other defended.

"why did you lie? bro, i'm not that petty to dump you for a controller!" sicheng exclaimed, doing large hand gestures to prove his point. "the repair man literally judged me all throughout when i told him the cat broke it. it was so embarrassing. that would’ve not been the case if you just owned up, you know?"

"why are you preaching? that was two months ago!"

"still . . . . i trusted you!"

"well, i'm scared of you!"

amidst the chaos, the two other individuals stared at each other with disappointed but unsurprised faces, exchanging nods that somehow signalled a "let's get going."

the bickering pair didn't even notice them disappearing right in front of them. instead, they continued with louder volumes.

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