kyuteminwook i tried and arguably failed miserably but here: prompt: OT3 being in a group chat, and two of them are always on and talking to each other, so when the other wakes up and checks their phone they have loads of messages
Sungmin rolled out of bed to frown at his phone, notification light steadily flashing as it buzzed incessantly on the table beside him. He shut his eyes tightly, hoping for the notifications to finally stop - it was way too early in the morning to be dealing with this, cursing the pair he knew was responsible.
Both Kyuhyun and Ryeowook were overseas, in Japan for the past week and a half for a number of K.R.Y concerts to celebrate Jongwoon’s return to the group. It was why the younger pair had demanded that he join their ~super secret group convo~ (that really wasn’t much of a group before he’d joined, considering it was just the two of them) months ago, neither maknae confident in his ability to check his twitter to maintain a steady stream of communication between them.
He’d almost gotten out of it as well, if it wasn’t for the puppy dog eyes both the maknaes pulled on him when he tried to turn them down.
When the buzzing continued he groaned, shifting to grab the phone off the table in defeat. Sungmin knew that was better to face the mess of a chat room now rather than allow the messages to continue to build up over the course of the day - he’d once left it for a week, thousands of messages clogging up his phone until it was to the point of being impossible to use.
gaemgyu: i think pink would suit him
ryeonggu: but my dress is pink (▰˘︹˘▰)
gaemgyu: yee but his dress is yellow so pink makes sense!
ryeonggu: ...mmkay, you know that means u get the bright orange one tho
gaemgyu: >:(
ryeonggu: ( ˘ ³˘)♥ hehehehehe
Sungmin just sighed, scrolling through the sea of messages that made little to no sense, half conversations and jokes without context littering his screen.
minggu: You’re in the same hotel room. Why are you talking about this stuff here?
The reply came almost immediately, messages lighting up his screen.
ryeonggu: HYUNG!!!!!! hi ♥
gaemgyu: its easier to plot here w/o Jongwoon seeing, thnx grandpa
Sungmin couldn’t help the frown that crossed his face, slightly offended once he fully deciphered Kyuhyuns message.
minggu: Grandpa!?
gaemgyu: its a chat hyung, u dont have to always type e v e r y t h i n g out
minggu: Excuse me for typing like a normal person. How dare I.
gaemgyu: god ur such an 80y.o its unbelieveable
ryeonggu: (;¬_¬) leave him alone kyu, he cant help it!!!
gaemgyu: yeah sure, like i couldnt help eating all those snacks you bought
ryeonguu: (*ﾟﾛﾟ) YOU DIDNT
gaemgyu: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
ryeonggu: (ノಠ ∩ಠ)ノ彡( o°o)
As the conversation dissolved into a mess of emoticons and capital letters Sungmin gave up on trying to keep up with the pair, deciding to leave them to whatever the hell they were arguing about this time.
minggu: I hate you both.
ryeonggu: love you too hyung ♥
gaemgyu: ♥ ♥ ♥
