MAY 9TH | | | 8:00 AM

"YABBA LABBA HIYA, YABBA LABBA HIYAAA"

"who the fuck changed my alarm?" jeno said angrily, holding his head in place, "and why the hell is my head killing me?" (a/n: ayye ikon)

from the corner of his eye, the boy could see his door opening ajar slowly, revealing his older brother, taeyong. "awh! my baby finally woke up in time!" the older ran over to the newly awoken boy, hugging him and ruffling his hair.

"hyung, shut the fuck up," jeno huffed out, "just because i wake up late most sundays doesn't mean i wake up late every sunday."

"lee fucking jeno, don't talk to me like that."

"oh i'm so sorry, lee fucking taeyong," jeno said in a high pitched voice, "i totally forgot you're my older brother."

taeyong side-eyed the younger and they both laughed. "ah, i hate you lil' bro."

"wow! thanks! love you too!"

"ok um, anyways."

"um, yes, um, hi, um, im, um, lee, um, tae, um, yong," jeno stuttered, teasing the older, "and, um, i-"

"ok you can shut the fuck up," taeyong said, cutting off the younger.

jeno just nodded in reply, trying to hold in his laugh.

"so, today, someone might have a date!"

"cool. i dont know why you're so happy 'cause a love life doesn't exist when it comes to an old man named lee taeyong," jeno spat, "who also happens to be my brother."

"oh my god," taeyong exclaimed, "why can't you just leave."

jeno shaked his head to signal a simple, 'no'.

"his name is jung jaehyun," taeyong said dreamily, "he's perfect in every way, how his eyes turn into crescents when he smiles, his beautiful lau-"

jeno faked a gag, "isn't that the guy you've liked for 127 years? 'cause you are fucking whipped," he said, cutting the older off, "and gay."

taeyong shrugged, "too bad you aren't."

"are you being heterophobic right now?"

"no baby," taeyong said, patting jeno's hair, "why would i be scared of the hets?"

jeno tilted his head, "yeah? i don't know either."

"but bro, if you ever wanna talk about your 'existent love life', you can just talk to me about it."

"i'd rather starve than tell y-"

"you didn't log out of your insta on my phone."

"fuck."

"and supposedly you're stalking like five different girls."

"uhm."

"my baby is growing up," taeyong said, shaking his head.

"and you're growing old."

taeyong frowned and took out his phone. with a confused look on his face, jeno feels a vibration from his hand.

THOTYONG

im no longer your brother

and i told you to change my name on your phone

im not a fucking thot

jaehyun owns my ass and jaehyun only.

jeno rolled his eyes and mumbled, "you're such a bottom."

THOTYONG

dipshit 

i heard that

"i think it's rude how you're texting me while we're literally like two feet apart."

THOTYONG

well maybe you should be nicer to your hyung

im older than you

and wiser than you

and stronger than your ugly ass

"well, not when you're like eighty-five."

THOTYONG

you're literally only five years younger than me

💀💀💀

"and you're still a sad old man."

THOTYONG

why the hell do you still come at me like that

you're such a child

"as i said earlier, you're just a sad old man," jeno said loudly, hearing his brother huff out in anger.

THOTYONG

n e ways

the date is today in like four more hours

and i haven't worked on my outfit at all

and you're being such a lump of shit for not helping me at all for my date

"it's not my fault that i have a life and you're talking to me ever since i woke up," jeno proclaimed, rubbing his eyes. "and i don't think jaehyun would like your potty mouth right now. especially to your younger brother."

THOTYONG

then stop👏 being 👏 a 👏 piece 👏 of 👏 shit 👏

ik you have like this swimmer's party or something

but my date is more important

please

cause fashion?

i don't know that whore.

jeno laughed and gave out his eyesmile, which taeyong smiled to. he was glad his brother was smiling because of him. something he's been seeing not so often recently. "hyuuung, only if you give me pizza for breakfast."

"im not some white mom who'll give you everything you want, but ok."

jeno squealed and jumped out from his bed, dodging the dirty laundry on the floor, "thanks bro."

taeyong ruffled the younger's hair roughly while ordering the pizza, "no problem, but clean this pig sty of a room, please."

jeno frowned, "im too lazy to do shit nowadays."

"we all are, trust me."

and with that, the younger pulled his brother out of his dirty laundry ridden room, laughing and tugging each other. but for the moment, they weren't complaining about the crusted socks under the dust filled bed, but they were just happy to have each other. and this once, jeno finally didn't feel the need to satisfy everyone's wants. but just one person's wants, his brother's.