Backstory: My girlfriend had a dream similar to this and it was too good not to type out. Haechan. That's all. 

Renjun, Jaemin, Jisung and Jeno are gathered in the main dorm. Chenle is away from his house to hang out with the four and Haechan and Mark have come to hang out as well. They are all standing awkwardly, staring in bewilderment and curiosity at a black leather sofa. Finally, Mark speaks.

"So...where are you two from?"

Two young ladies are sitting on the sofa and they exchange a look with one another. Renjun punches Mark in the shoulder.

"Ow!" Mark exclaims and immediately rubs his arm. "What did I do?"

"Look, we're sorry we're bothering you," one of the girls with long chocolate brown hair says. She stands up, shouldering a black purse. "We shouldn't be here anyway. It's not really fair for other Czennies..."

Jaemin runs a hand through his hair. "Oh, please. Czennie is always welcome."

"Uh, Jaemin-ah," Jeno begins to say.

The other girl, one with bright reddish-purple hair, leans over and whispers very loudly, "He's hotter in person." She nods at Jaemin, who clearly sees her and teases with a lip-bite-smirk at her.

"I wanna go on a hike now, wanna come?" Renjun asks the girl standing.

"Uh...sure... I guess," the brown haired girl says with a shrug. She puts her purse down on the couch. It is obvious that she is trying not to make eye contact with Haechan as she shields her face on the side facing him.

Haechan notices this of course. "Why do you avoid looking at me?"

"I'm not, let's roll, Renjun," the brown haired girl says, shoving Renjun toward the door quickly.

Within seconds, they vanish from sight.

"Well, I'm heading back to the 127 dorm now," Mark says. "I gotta make sure Taeilie and Snoopy aren't fighting each other." He looks at the remaining girl. "That's Jungwoo and Taeil-hyung. They like to go at each other's throats, sometimes it's playful but sometimes the line is crossed. Anyway, play nicely."

Mark leaves.

Jisung grumbles to himself and walks to his room with Chenle and slams the door shut.

Jaemin, Haechan, Jeno and the girl are left.

Haechan sits down on the couch. "So, what's your name and why was your friend avoiding eye contact with me?"

The girl looks at each of them, her eyes lingering on Jaemin. "Uh...well..."

"Haechan-ah, you're scaring her," Jeno insists.

Jaemin sits down on the other side of the couch. "It's okay...you can talk to us, we won't bite."

"Kyunghwa," the girl whispers. "I'm Yoon Kyunghwa." Her head swivels back and forth from Haechan to Jaemin. "I, uh, I gotta go use the bathroom!"

"Oh! Allow me to show you where it is at..." Jaemin says.

"No, no, no, that's okay, I'll find it, I'm sure it's down the hall, you know..." Kyunghwa stutters, her cheeks reddening.

"I got her, you two," Jeno says. "I'll show you where it is."

Kyunghwa nods and follows Jeno.

Jaemin and Haechan share a look with one another.

Meanwhile, Jeno gestures to a side room, "Here's the bathroom. What's ours is yours if you need it. Please make yourself at home. I'm going to go take a nap. Please don't bother me, Jaemin and Haechan will tell you its not wise to mess with me when I'm asleep."

"Okay, Moon Taeil," Kyunghwa teases. "He's a moody sleeper too. Anyway, thanks, I'll be right out." She slides past him into the bathroom and closes the door.

Jeno shrugs and returns to the living room, where Jaemin and Haechan are still sitting on the couch. "I'm taking a nap. No ideas, Lee Haechan-ah."

"Don't look at me. Jaemin's the one who told me he's going to paint your toenails," Haechan chuckles.

Jaemin grins.

"OH NO!!" Kyunghwa's loud whine echoes to them. "NO! NO! NO!"

Jaemin is on his feet at once and racing for the bathroom. "Ay-yo, what's wrong? Kyunghwa, are you okay in there?"

Kyunghwa, not realizing it is Jaemin, shouts back, "No! I don't have any pads!"

"Um...are you okay?"

"No...can you hand me Sheree's bag? I think she's got some in there."

"Okay, one second," Jaemin says and returns to the living room. He looks for the black purse he'd seen the brown haired girl holding earlier.

He sees it, snatches it up and walks quickly back to the bathroom, ignoring Haechan's questioning eyes.

"Alright, I got it."

"Just, uh, hang on..." There's a clicking noise as the door is unlocked and then opened. Kyunghwa's hand reaches out to grab the purse and then within a rapid second, the door is closed and locked once more.

Jaemin begins to take a step away, when there's a frustrated grunt.

"Dammit! Fuck! Shit!" Kyunghwa cusses from inside the bathroom. "She doesn't have any. Neither do I."

"Can you, uh, wait about 20 minutes?" Jaemin calls back. "I'll-I'll go get some! I'll be fast, I promise."

"Uhhh, I guess. I'm not going anywhere, Jaemin."

Jaemin hurries off. He rushes through the living room and snatches a coat and then vanishes out the door.

Haechan cocks his head to one side. He stares at the door and then toward the bathroom and then back at the door. "What the hell...?"

Jeno blinks awake. "Shut up Haechan! I'm sleeping!"

Haechan folds his arms and sits back on the couch. "I...didn't...do...anything..." He whisper-hisses to himself.

After some minutes, Jaemin returns with all different brands and sizes of pads, his arms full. He dumps all the pads on the couch beside Haechan.

"What in the--?"

"I wasn't sure...oh God, the faces I got...I'm soooo embarrassed, but for Czennie..." Jaemin blurts out, sounding breathless.

Haechan gets up and stares at the pads. "You want me to ask her about which one?"

Jaemin is covering his red face. "Please."

Haechan walks to the bathroom. He knocks on the door and shouts out loudly, "YO! What size pussy are you?" He grabs the knob and finds that the door is unlocked. He opens the door and stumbles in, covering his eyes with one of his hands.

"Dong...hyuck...?"

Haechan, his eyes covered, can't see where he is going and he stubs his toe on the side of the sink. "Ah, shit!"