him. | song mingi

FAN

yuna looks around her living room as six grown men struggle to use her tools to put simple furniture together. rather, five grown men, mingi was too busy being fascinated by the magnetic bits on her drill.

"mingi, are you going to help or stare at the drill? it's a magnetic head thingy, what's so interesting about it?" the large man looks up at san in shock, too engaged in his distraction to even notice there were other people in the room.

"oh, sorry." he shyly puts to drill down and stand up, helping to lift the large unit of shelving.

"and you, miss princess? aren't you going to help, it's your furniture." yuna's eyes didn't move from their point of focus.

she was too busy relaxed on the lounge watching the muscles and veins in her helper's arms to care. "no, i'm good where i am. thank you for offering though."

"hey!" she jumps as yunho snaps his finger in front of her eyes, finally grabbing her attention, "stop staring at their arms and help. or you'll be paying us all big money for this."

she groans as she stands, pulling off her sweaty hoodie revealing the sports bra she was wearing underneath.

now it was the helpers' turn to watch as she worked on the parts where they'd struggled, tightening screws and pulling out nails to fix them.

"hey! stop staring at my sister's ass and help, you perverts!" wooyoung and san were the ones to receive slaps to the back of the head while yeosang, mingi and jongho quickly moved to help.

they work for a little while longer before they decide to take a break, each one of them falling to the lounge with a grunt.

yuna pulls out her phone, opening twitter and heading straight to a group chat filled with atiny. she quietly giggles as she sends pictures of the boys working, claiming she was wooyoung's girlfriend. mingi looks over at her phone, spotting the pictures and immediately taking the device from her.

"what the heck is this? 'wooyoungie oppa'? 'my lovely boyfriend and his members'?"

yuna jumps on the male, reaching for her phone as he easily holds her back with one hand on her hip.

"no, mingi! give that back! give it to me!" he holds the phone just out of her reach, still reading all of the messages she'd sent.

"what is this? 'my sexy boyfriend, wooyoungie oppa'? 'look at them working hard just for me'?! yuna, what is this?" mingi laughs with the others as she continues to fail at reaching the phone.

"yuna, have you been taking pictures of us working and sending them to atiny?" yunho laughs as his sister's face goes red, the girl finally giving up and sitting on mingi's lap with a groan.

"yes, i have. are you mad? it's just funny! okay, it's all a joke!"

"no one is mad, this is hilarious! and they actually believe you!" wooyoung laughs as he takes the phone, scrolling through the messages, san, yeosang and jongho watching over his shoulder.

"i didn't actually get your faces though so there's no way you could tell it's actually you guys. most of them are of wooyoung anyways because he looks the most basic out of all of you right now."

"do you do this often, yuna? take photos of us and tell atiny you're dating us?"

she mumbles a quiet 'yes' as she swings her leg off of mingi's lap to slump into his side. "there's six group chats and each of them think a different member is my boyfriend. no one has ever reposted anything either, i think it's sort of like an unspoken rule; what happens in the group chat, stays in the group chat."

"so who exactly do they think you're dating?" jongho looks over at the small female as she hides her face behind mingi's bicep.

"well, like i said in each chat i'm dating a different member. so, you, sannie, wooyoung, yeosang, mingi and seonghwa-oppa. it's just something i do sometimes. it makes me laugh. and it's also cute how nice they all are about it. you'd think they'd be screaming and crying and belittling me in any way possible but they always talk about how cute it is and ask what you guys are like away from the public eye."

"and what are we like exactly?" wooyoung questions, resting his arms on his knees as he leans forward to get a better look at the younger.

"well, they think mingi is a big softie, which he is, seonghwa is really calm and caring, which again he is, yeosang is more open and loud, which he is not, wooyoung is calmer and much softer, which you totally are, and jongho is a big show-off, which is true. they actually know you all so well, it's almost scary."

the boys nod as she explains to them in a little more detail how it all started before they ask if they could send some selfies to the chats.

"no! no way! nuh-uh!" the girl protests as she stands, heading to the kitchen for drinks.

"why not?" san whines, wanting so badly to talk to his beloved atiny.

"because, they'll know for sure something is up. not everyone actually believes me but if you send selfies that no one has seen before, they'll start to get suspicious."

"in which case, we'll tell them that you're my sister and you were just joking around with them." yunho argues, following his sister to the kitchen.

"no. i really don't think you should. what i'm doing now isn't hurting anybody, but this might. right now it's just a joke, most of them think it's a joke anyway. but if you send pictures of yourselves people will get suspicious and what happens in the group chat will no longer stay in the group chat."

"hold on, yuna," she looks over at mingi as he looks through her phone, "you did that trend where you post pictures of yourself and let your friends pick a member for you, right?"

yuna nods in response as mingi sits up, "so yunho, why don't you send a message on universe or make a tweet with pictures of you and yuna together. then her friends would see that it's her and figure out that it was just a joke."

"yes! that's a great idea! you're a genius, min!" mingi looks around in confusion as his members clap and cheer, praising him with all kinds of gestures and words.

"so, you guys are really doing this?" yuna questions as she hands out cans of soft drink to the boys. they all nod, while they wait their turn for yuna's phone to take a selfie.

"yuna. come here." yuna looks over at her brother to find him waiting for her to pose for a photo. she quickly slides across to the space beside him and poses cutely. he takes the picture and sends it on universe and then posts it to twitter with the caption 'my favourite sibling <3'.

"so, now everyone knows who i am." yuna chuckles nervously, though no one seemed to notice.

oh my god, everyone knows who i am.