XII- Oopsie

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Well hello there (: Guess who has even more free time on her hands?

Well hello there (: Guess who has even more free time on her hands?

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it's me bitch

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Kim Jae Eun

"Rise and shine, Jaebird!"

I grunted unattractively at the singing voice and turned over onto my stomach, burying my whole face in the stomach of my teddy bear. A finger poked my calf annoyingly, making me turn my head and peak an eye open to glare murderously at the tall intruder.

Tao ignored my visual death threat, lifting my pale leg only for it to plop back down onto the plush white comforter with a wiggle. "Get up, you limp noodle. It's officially 3 pm, and your cousin thinks you're going to sleep through work at this rate."

You lost me at "work", buddy.

I gave a thumbs up before closing my eyes, burrowing deeper into my sheets.

"Okay then," Tao sighed. "Have it your way. SUHO," My eyes jerked open, and I sat up frantically. "JAE EUN'S NOT G-"

"I'M UP," I screeched, standing up on my bed and hitting the white haired boy over the head with my pillow before clumsily sprinting down the stairs.

Junmyeon looked up at me from the dining room table, his eyes skeptically peering at me from over the rim of his reading glasses. Michael, who had been drawing some assortment of lines and circles, copied this glare.

My hands shot up in defense, "I had my alarm set for 4!"

"It's only Hangul Day, but you're sleeping in as if it were Christmas break," Tao giggled from behind me. I turned around, mocking his jovial facial expression bitterly.

"If I believed you'd listen to me, I'd tell you how bad sleeping in this late is for you," I heard my cousin scold as I poured myself a cup of coffee, tiredly eyeing my parent's collection of vodka with consideration. There's a first time for everything.

Suho must've seen my eyes, because a newspaper was decisively thrown at my head. "Kim Jae Eun!"

I yelped as it fwapped hard against my bed hair, failing to dodge the flying packet of paper.

"GG, look at the drawing I made of us!" My little brother yelled proudly at Tao. "We're ballers, yo!"

"Alright, man, that's th- Why am I a panda?"

Hugging my soft pastel yellow sweater closer to me, I bent down to pick up the heavy set of papers off of the wood floor to throw it back to my cousin when a headline caught my attention: "Drunk driver in dark maroon F150 runs over two teenagers... Still not found. Details on page 6-7"

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