︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ dokyeom sighed as he crunched on chips, "maybe if we sing to the demon..maybe it'll unposses the person. everyone likes a good song right?"

minghao side eyed him, "we'll all be killed if we listen to you. y/n, let's just stick with my martial arts training." he looks at you.

mingyu scoffs as he leaned against the car. "pst, let's just use good ole charm." he slides his glasses on with a smirk, "how about it y/n" he nudges your shoulder.

minghao sighs