sungie.imagines

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police: you’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle.

chan, with seungmin and changbin behind him: wait what do you mean THREE?!

police: yes… three…

chan: oh my GOD— what the FUCK?!

police: wha—

chan: jisung FUCKING FELL OFF!

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minho: where’s jisung?

jeongin: doing stuff.

minho: i don’t like the sound of that. where’s felix?

jeongin: trying to stop jisung from doing the stuff.

minho: and hyunjin?

jeongin: trying to stop felix from stopping jisung from doing the stuff.

minho: i see. and what are you doing here, jeongin?

jeongin: i’m supposed to stop you from stopping hyunjin from stopping felix from stopping jisung from doing the stuff.

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jisung: ladies, gentlemen and jeongin, i want to show you the greatest thing your eyes have ever beheld!

hyunjin: a llama?

jisung: no.

hyunjin: a baby llama?

jisung: no!

hyunjin: a baby llama with a little hat on?

jisung: NO!

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hyunjin: why do you hang out with me?

chan: you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me!

hyunjin: …

hyunjin: i feel a bit sorry for you.

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jisung, throwing a pokeball at minho: minho, i choose you!

minho, not looking up from his book and catching it: you need an ultra ball to catch this legendary pokemon.

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seungmin: damn, the power went out.

jeongin: don’t worry, i got this.

jeongin: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

seungmin: what—

jeongin: i swallowed a glow stick!

seungmin, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU—

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chan: so i’m the only one around here who can clean up, huh? you can’t even lift a finger?

jisung: do i get to pick the finger?

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hyunjin: talk dirty to me~

chan: inflation is a serious problem and lumber prices are at a high.

hyunjin: wha—

chan: the economy is in shambles.

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minho: sleep is the body’s best safety mechanism.

changbin: how so?

minho: it keeps you from screwing up for eight hours.

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seungmin, jeongin and hyunjin: *screaming*

minho: *runs into the room* what’s wrong, seungmin?!

jeongin: wait, why are you asking seungmin that when hyunjin and i are also here?

minho: because seungmin wouldn’t scream unless it’s an emergency. you two scream whenever you have the chance.

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chan: wake me up—

felix: before you go go.

jisung: when september ends.

changbin: WAKE ME UP INSIDE.

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hyunjin: i’m afraid of clowns. there, i said it.

chan: hyunjin, if you don’t like clowns, why are you hanging out with jisung?

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felix: if i were a drink, i would be cherry vanilla coke. if you were a drink, what would you be?

changbin: bleach.

minho: sewage.

felix: … please calm down, edgelords.

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interviewer: so what is seungmin to you?

jeongin: the reason i wake up every morning.

interviewer: that’s… adorable.

seungmin, earlier that morning, barging into jeongin’s room, smacking pans together: WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UPPPP!!!

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jeongin: chan’s gonna kill me.

minho: no, he’ll probably make me do it.

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changbin: i feel like hyunjin is looking down on me.

jisung: that’s because he’s on the counter and you’re short.

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jeongin: changbin isn’t answering my messages.

seungmin: allow me.

jeongin: i tried six times, what makes you thi—

changbin: *replying to messages* hello.