you barely have time to process what’s happening before hanjin pushes your door open, holding a bag of chips and looking way too pleased with himself.

“surprise. your day just got better, you’re welcome.”

he flops down on your bed without asking, rustling the bag open like he lives there. “so… you’re busy, or you’re gonna let me distract you? because honestly, i’ve got a lot of stupid stuff to tell you, and you always laugh at my stories.” he pauses to glance at you, smirk tugging at his lips.

“see? you’re already smiling. told you, i’m good for your health.”