ding dong!
"coming!" haechan shouted from the living room as he slightly limped towards the main door
his cast was already off and he was recovering faster than expected, it was definitely a good thing though
and most importantly, he could participate in basketball tournaments that were coming up soon
ding dong!
"yeah! i'm coming. who is it— " he paused in his sentence as he looked wide-eyed at the person standing in front of him which also returned the same look
"oh hey bora.. um what are you doing here— " haechan was interrupted when haeyeon dashed towards bora and hugged her
"hey rara! glad you could make it"
"hi yeonnie.. and what's with all the flour on your face silly" bora asked, wiping away the spots of white flour that were covering all over her face
"ahhh i was making cookies, wanna join?" haeyeon suggested and bora nodded eagerly
"sure but after i put this away" she moved away to show a luggage hidden behind her
haeyeon nodded and welcomed her in but haechan didn't move an inch and bora was not sure how to squeeze through the small gap
"hyuck, move. you're blocking the way" haeyeon ordered and he gasped loudly, snapping out of his daze
"y-yah, stop being so mean yeon. i'm gonna get some ice cream" haechan quickly said and walked away
"you better not take too long, i thought you were going over to lele's place today?" she shouted from across the living room as she helped bora carry in her luggage
"i am.. but he said he's out because he needs to buy some groceries for his parents" haechan responded as haeyeon was not buying anything he said
"but don't you have the passcode to his house door? can't you just wait for him there?"
"but it's rude to just barge into someone's house like that. i'm not that kind of person" he defended himself and haeyeon raised a brow at him as she made her way to where he was
"you like to barge into my room.."
"hey! are you that eager to get rid of me??"
"in fact i am, now please leave. your face is ugly" haeyeon remarked as she whipped her hair to the back and brought bora up the stairs
haechan scoffed at his twin. "take that back. we're twins, we share the same genes. if i'm ugly, then you are too"
"shut up hyuck. i'm obviously the pretty one and you're the ugly one" haeyeon shouted from the top of the stairs and by the time haechan had prepared for a comeback, she closed the on him
"ugh!" haeyeon groaned out as she slumped herself onto the bed
"why must that slug be so annoying..." she mumbled in her pillow as she looked up to see bora stifling a laugh at her
"what's so funny ra?" and bora let go of the laugh she's been holding, "it's just that i find the two of you quite cute"
"cute? i hope i'm the cutest one" haeyeon said beaming as her dimples showed which made bora giggle at her adorable antics
ding!
twin🤍: left alr midget
twin🤍: btw i smelt smtg burning...then realisation hit her and haeyeon jumped out of bed. "OH MY GOD! THE COOKIES.. I FORGOT" she exclaimed and dashed out of the room like flash
"lee donghyuck! you are so dead" she rambled on as she scrambled into the kitchen, waving her hands to fan the black smoke away from her face
"where is the switch? gosh! there's so much smoke, i can't see!"
"i got it" bora reached out and pulled out the plug for the oven. "and i got the windows.. oh god— fresh air that's better"
"that was close" bora stated as haeyeon pouted while taking out the burnt cookies with the oven mittens
"my cookies... they were supposed to be a gift for you" she said with a whine, looking at how burnt the entire thing turned out
"it's ok yeonnie, we could always make them again. maybe some chocolate ones would be great"
haeyeon's eyes lit up at her suggestion, "oooh! that sounds like a plan rara! how about black and white cookies?"
"yessss! let's get baking"
wishing you very happy day ahead!❣️🥰
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