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 It happened again. 


Another murder. Another dead body was found near the library. Aka the place Mingi frequents when he needs to study. This time, it was a female named Ahyeon or something. 


Honestly, Mingi is sick of it. 


Sick of this life, it’s regular- No, Mingi, please focus. Do not think about Stray Kids. 


Where was he? Oh right, the murders. He is really sick of it. Why is it that whoever was responsible for these deaths always had to dispose of the bodies near his sanctuary? Have they any regard for his sanity?


(Okay who was he kidding of course they don’t)


Grumbling, he turns the television off before standing up with an annoyed look on his face. His actions gain a quizzical look from Yunho, who is there at his dorm for ‘emotional support’ (food. Yunho always stakes out at his dorm for his apparently amazing variety of snacks), yet he ignores it. He’s mad, and not even Yunho can change that. 


“Do you know what this means?” He asks, his voice a little whiny, but he’s still groaning. Sue him, Yunho treats him like a princess; he’s allowed to be as much of a whiny bitch as he is with his best friend. “I can’t go to the library again, which means I have to study here, which means no peace and quiet and then I cannot focus, and then I’ll fail!” 


Mingi can see the beginnings of a laugh forming on Yunho’s face, no matter how hard he is trying to hide it. He narrows his eyes, gritting his teeth. Yunho covers his mouth, not quite managing to hide the snort escaping his lips. 


“Don’t you dare laugh, Stefano.”


With that, Yunho sputters out laughing, not able to hold it in any further. His gums show, and he sounds just like a dog. Never mind that he’s leaning to the side, almost falling down the couch from the force of his laughs. And- screw it, now Mingi wants to laugh too. 


(It’s Jeong Yunho, he literally cannot help it. The guy would do anything to make things go his way, some way or another)


Rolling his eyes to hide the fact that he definitely wants to laugh, Mingi waits until Yunho doesn't sound like a hiccuping wolf and more like a human who can speak and walk and actually think. Not like some kind of golden retriever with a dandy smile. It takes a full two minutes for him to actually cease his mirth, but Yunho is still grinning like stupid Jung Wooyoung after Hongjoong verbally degrades him. 


Don’t ask. It’s like trying to explain why Seonghwa likes it when Hongjoong manhandles him, or why Yeosang likes being dragged around by Hongjoong and oh my god Hongjoong awakens kinks in someone- Focus, Song Mingi. 


“You know,” Yunho says, his words tinged with the lingering giggles that he always has when joking with Mingi. “You could always just, you know, study at my house.”


Mingi had to snort at the ridiculous statement. Seriously? He can’t even focus properly because this stupid retriever has siblings that will disturb his peace, even with his headphones on. Not to mention, he will make Mingi stop studying by tickling him. (Or making him flustered. Curse this asshole.) He cannot, under any circumstances, study at his own dorm because… details. He hates studying in his room okay. 


“And let you disrupt my focus? No way, puppy.”

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