CLEAN FREAK— martin edwards
synopsis ✎ martin had cleaned the dorms from time to time, no big deal. times have changed. martin now had gone full clean freak in the dorm, even kicking the other boys out for hours on end everyday for 2 months straight. as a result they show up at your door for peace and quiet. the complaining has got you thinking; should you do something?
genre ✎ just an intro of maybe a smau? or mb a fic. lowk this could be the only mentioning of it lol. anyways cortis fluff, maybe kissing?, reader is 18, reader is close friends with every1 but martie! reader is lowk scared of martie, martie kinda mean, ts all for now
a/n ✎ i unite literally wrote this and finished this when i was half asleep and now, im typing these half asleep! ughhh i hope these does well, finally doing smth martinnn❤️❤️
martin wasnt that serious about it really, just when the place or dorm really needed it. recently though, hes started to get VERY serious ✎ about it. hes even kicking out the members for an hour straight just so he can clean and make sure they dont mess it up again right away. and frankly? its starting to piss them off. everytime they get kicked out, theyre always sent to your doorstep, almost around the same time everyday, 10am. you look down at your phone screen, the time showing 9:58 am.
"they should be here right about—"
ding diiiingg!! there they were. you sigh and walk to your door opening it with a knowing look at the four boys.
they all nod very tiredly, keonho already exhaustedly pushing past you to the living room. there you had a 2 makeshift beds for the boys to sleep in, 2 in one and 2 in the other.
"hes taking this "hobby" too seriously" says james, mumbling.
"i agree, can you like—convince him to stop?" keonho whined.
you thought about it. telling the 6'3 germaphobe to stop cleaning, maybe just stop kicking them out at minimum? he'd probably just think of you someone trying to snob him for wanting a clean house. what a weirdo he is..
but, on the other end, they were practically suffering! they look like they havent gotten a proper 8-hour rest in forever and youre starting to worry for juhoon who looks like a husk of who he was 2 months ago. yea, thats how long hes been running this bootcamp. 2 months.
you realized you were going to talk to him, finally say something to him, on behalf of your immensely tired friends. you took a deep breath. and i mean, you dont even know this guy all that well! what you know is that hes abnormally large for his age and is kinda unusual. thats great information to go off of for your first official greeting.
"guys i'll talk to him, only if you guys can endure this for one more day." you tell them with face of mild tribulation. they all look at you with a face of relief. and is seonghyeon crying?? maybe you need to do this sooner...
maybe he wont kill you, but what do you know at this point..