#but I've also not had shoes before and had clumps of my hair falling out from malnutrition

[toughtttz]

"Super rich kids with nothing but-" I hope you get bedbugs.

[salemofthe0pera]

you against yourself ; mark lee smau

[vii soph on my cles ok]

the doorbell, followed by several obnoxious pounds on the door, is what jolted renjun from his nap on the couch. y/n stirred the pot of noodles once more before wiping her hands on a kitchen towel.

"I got it jun." she murmured, giving him a pat on the head on the way as she moved towards the door.

she threw the door open with a blank stare and a tight pressed smile before her features softened. hyuck stood in front of her holding a plethora of snacks and a small cluster of flowers he had clearly just ripped out form the ground. the dirt clumps falling down on his jeans and new white sneakers.

"im here." he breathed, smiling widely behind his thick framed glasses.

y/n fought back an urge to pinch his cheeks, instead gesturing him inside and taking some of the snacks out from his arms. haechan mumbled some thanks, kicking his shoes off and shuffling behind y/n. he put the flowers and weeds on the counter and bounded over to the unoccupied couch, throwing one of the throw blankets over his legs.

"foods almost done, I figured id make dinner since obviously no studying is gonna happen." she laughed softly, rummaging around in the kitchen for a vase to put the "flowers" in.

"I just swept that floor." mumbled a sleepy renjun who had now sat up and wrapped himself cocoon style in a duvet.

y/n chuckled to herself as she put the last touches on their dinner for the night. she. heard footsteps, looking up to see a soft looking winter clad in a hoodie and her fuzzy socks. the blonde padded over to y/n, tucking her chin on her shoulder and peering into the pot.

"whatcha making?" she hummed, taking in a deep sniff of the cooking.

"I found a recipe of that pasts we got in europe last summer." y/n responded, leaning her head on winter's who gasped in delight at the thought of her favorite pasta.

"just creamed my pants oh my god i'm so excited." winter giggled, giving y/n's arm a squeeze before bouncing off to sit net to renjun on the couch.

y/n snorted at her friend's comment, clicking off the burner and moving to join the group in the living room. she plopped next to heck, taking some of the blanket.

"I've known you for like two years and this is the first time we've hung out this feels weird." she said to hyuck.

the man merely hummed, ruffling his shaggy chestnut hair and shrugging. the sleeves of his hoodie bunched up at the hood, his cozy appearance almost could fool you that he wasn't an absolute menace to society. "to be fair, you never stuck around after class or went any events or talked to anyone or joined clubs or did anything remotely social or-."

"okay I get it." y/n said, covering the boy's mouth with her palm.

the doorbell rang again, politely this time, and a noise from the hallway made y/n pause to stand up. jaemin seemed to materialize as he slid down the hall in his socks, stopping right in front of the door to open it. his brown hair was tousled, a clear bedhead as his twi cowlicks on the back of his scalp made an appearance. he opened the door to greet the rest of apartment 9304.

"yo jamen your cowlicks are kind of giving googly eyes."

[9.24] {I promise backstories and context will come up soon, i'm setting up plot and lore so everything rolls out smoothly. # i'm basically shakespeare… also haechan and kittens is mark pov!}

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