slide | yukhei.

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"these are really good fries."

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"yummy."

yina and yukhei were in a squished in one side of a booth at mcdonalds. "i love mickey d's." yina moaned when biting into a gooey french fry.

"who even calls mcdonald's micky d's."

"exsqueeze me? i do."

"oh, is little yina offended?"

"im not little!"

yukhei looked at her up and down, "you sure about that?" yina rolled her eyes.

"fuck you."

"i know you wanna." yukhei winked.

"when did you become a little fuckboy?" yina teased.

"when i started dating you."

yina chuckled. "you sure downgraded."

"awh, dont bring yourself down like that. i think i upgraded when i started dating you."

"you're giving me diabetes with that sweetness."

"imma get you on a sugar rush then."

"you're getting blocked."

"you can't block people in real life!"

"watch me try."

yukhei later his head on top of yina's shoulder. "you're so heavy!" yina whined.

"shush, just deal with it."

yina rolled her eyes for the 69th time.

"get off." yina shoved him.

yukhei's head hit the wall with a loud bang, "fUCK."

"a-are you haahhaha o-okay." yina said between laughs.

"you're the one who made my head hit the wall in the first place."

"it's your fault your fat ass but your megamind looking head on my shoulder."

yukhei slapped his hands on his cheeks in astonishment, "you're so rude!"

yina snorted, "you look so funny."

"you sounded like a pig when you snorted."

"at least i don't look like one!"

"huH! i'm a model! that's like saying one plus seven equals hotdog."

a mcdonald's worker quietly shuffled up to them. "may you please leave, other customers have complained about your volume."

"look what you did yukhei! you got us kicked out."

"it's your fault to!"

"just please leave." the worker cried.

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