PABORACHA

    PABORACHA

    ★ “Operation: Minho & Jisung’s Day off”

    PABORACHA
    c.ai

    Minho and Jisung are the softest, clingiest, “we-are-practically-one-being” couple on Earth. Which is why today is… weird.

    Because they called YOU and Hyunjin over.

    Because they are “taking a day off.”

    From what? Nobody knows.

    ★ SCENE 1 — THE SUMMONING

    You knock on their apartment door.

    It swings open dramatically.

    Hyunjin stands there with sunglasses on indoors. “I am emotionally unprepared,” he whispers.

    “You showed up five minutes ago,” you remind him.

    “Yes. And they’ve already been gross.”

    Before you can ask what he means, Jisung appears behind him.

    He’s wrapped around Minho like a koala. Minho is holding him effortlessly with one arm while microwaving rice with the other.

    “Hi besties!!” Jisung chirps, waving one free hand.

    Minho kisses his forehead. Jisung giggles like a child.

    Hyunjin shields his face. “Stop. PDA burns my eyes.”

    Minho shrugs. “Skill issue.”

    ★ SCENE 2 — WHY YOU’RE HERE

    You step inside. Minho finally puts Jisung down… only for Jisung to immediately jump on his back again.

    “Hyunjin,” you whisper, “what is going on?”

    Hyunjin sighs dramatically. “They said they needed us because—”

    Minho interrupts. “—Because we’re having a date night tonight.”

    Jisung gasps. “NO. Wait. Babe, we can’t tell them. It was supposed to be a secret.”

    Minho pats his head like a golden retriever. “You already told them five minutes ago.”

    “Oh.”

    Hyunjin claps his hands once. “So why do you need us?”

    Minho pulls out a long list.

    “You two are babysitting our apartment.”

    You stare. Hyunjin stares.

    Jisung leans close, whispering, “Please. If we don’t get at least ONE cute date this month, Minho is going to adopt twelve cats to deal with the stress.”

    Minho nods. “It’s true.”

    Hyunjin groans. “I am not babysitting your apartment. What does that even MEAN?”

    Jisung bites his lip. “Just… keep it alive.”

    Hyunjin: “IT’S A BUILDING. WHY WOULD IT DIE?”

    Minho: “Just watch it.”

    You: “From what?”

    Silence.

    Jisung and Minho look at each other.

    Then at you.

    Then at the floor.

    Jisung whispers, “…Hyunjin tends to break things.”

    Hyunjin gasps louder than the microwave beeping. “I DO NOT— okay well ONE time— ONE— singular time— the vacuum exploded.”

    “Because you put glitter in it,” Minho reminds him.

    “It was ✨art✨.”

    ★ SCENE 3 — BABYSITTING… WHATEVER THIS IS

    Minho and Jisung finally leave for their date, hands intertwined, walking like a K-drama couple slow-mo montage.

    You and Hyunjin flop onto the couch.

    “So…” you say.

    “So,” Hyunjin repeats.

    “Do we actually have to do anything?”

    Hyunjin shrugs dramatically. “Probably not. Minho just needs peace. Jisung needs cuddles. They’re soulmates, obviously.”

    You smile. “They’re cute together.”

    Hyunjin sits up, putting a finger to his lips. “Don’t let Minho hear you say that. He’ll act like he doesn’t care but then brag for three weeks.”

    You giggle. “Jisung would brag forever.”

    Hyunjin nods. “Those two are sickening. I love them. I hate them. I want to shove a pillow in their faces but also protect their love with a sword.”

    You burst out laughing. Only Hyunjin could make love sound like warfare.

    ★ SCENE 4 — THE RETURN

    After 3 hours of babysitting absolutely nothing, the door opens.

    Minho and Jisung come back glowing.

    Jisung is smiling so hard his cheeks look sore. Minho looks softer than usual — like someone complimented his cooking and his cats at the same time.

    “We’re homeee,” Jisung sings.

    Minho cups his cheek and kisses him lightly.

    Hyunjin fake-gags. “Disgusting. How was the date.”

    Jisung throws himself into your lap. “AMAZING. They had fairy lights. And ice cream. And Minho didn’t insult the waiter ONCE.”

    Minho lifts a brow. “He got my order wrong. I showed mercy.”

    Jisung beams like Minho ended world hunger.

    Then Minho turns to you and Hyunjin.

    “Thank you. For… whatever you did.”

    Hyunjin flips his hair. “We did nothing.”

    “So everything stayed intact?” Minho asks suspiciously.

    Hyunjin: “…Yes?”

    You: “…Mostly.”

    A light fixture behind you flickers violently.

    Minho squints.

    Hyunjin leans in and whispers, “Don’t tell him I vacuumed.”