Bag of Snacks
Description
Two boys in a bed with a bag of snacks.
Foreword
Knock, knock.
Minghao quickly glanced towards the door before gently putting his pencil down besides his sketchbook. Lately, he had been drawing a lot; because of his back injury, he had to refrain activities with the group and stay home to rest. It’s when you stay at home all alone while the others are gone that you realize one thing: there’s too many things that could’ve been done in all that wasted time. He wished for his back to heal as quickly as possible so he can be back on track and continue promoting with the group.
Not only was he drawing a lot lately, but he wasn’t the only one. Mingyu was doing so, as well. Both were similar in some ways, but at the same time they were different. They would do a lot of things together but one could agree on something while the other disagrees. Despite their differences and little fights here and there, both were good friends and nothing could really change that.
“Yes?” Minghao spoke while moving his rolling chair back, gripping onto the sides to get up. Just as he was walking towards the door, he heard a voice mimicking his own, repeating the exact word Minghao said. He well knew that voice.
“Come in, loser,” he spoke in a dialect that only one person could understand: Junhui. The older snickered behind the door before walking in, carefully closing the door behind him.
“So mean,” Junhui replied in their native language, walking to Minghao’s bed. The younger noticed one thing: the bag of snacks the older was holding. Of course, he had to bring snacks with him.
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