After an incident with a shrink-wrapped toilet, getting milk in a bag thrown at his face, never having hot water, and quite a few 'surprise gropes,' Hong Kong was getting quite annoyed with Im Yong Soo.

While he was a nice piece of ass to look at, that didn't necessarily make him a nice person to live with. He was loud, way too happy in the morning, questionably sane, and extremely flaming. It wasn't that Hong had anything against gays– he was one himself. It was just that whenever he went out in public with (to borrow one of Arthur's favorite words) that 'twat,' Im Yong Soo always insisted on being embarrassing to the point of getting them kicked out of stores.

He was overly sexual, had a confidence born of idiocy, and needed more attention than a newborn, and somehow, Hong was still falling for him. The fact that he knew all the words and dances to every single SNSD/Girls Generation song (and that he liked almost every manga that Hong liked) probably had something to do with it.

"Heyyyyyy there Ho!" Yong Soo yelled from across the room (first of all, it had taken him about two days to come up with one of the stupidest nicknames Hong Kong had ever heard (probably because it made him feel like Im Yong Soo was calling him a whore). All he'd done was take out the last two letters of Hong's name. You'd think he'd have a bit more creativity than that. Secondly, he was less than 15 feet away! He didn't need to yell!).

"Yes?" Hong responded, not looking up from his laptop. He'd found a great Inuyasha fanfiction, and wanted to keep reading.

"You gotta look, man! I have something super cool to show you! You'll totes love it!" The Korean sighed when he realized that Hong Kong wasn't shifting his attention anytime soon, and scooted his wheely chair over to where the smaller Asian college student was staring intently at his laptop screen.

Hong Kong decided to assume that 'totes' meant totally, and raised his head to give Im Yong Soo a blank look when he invaded Hong's personal space. "What?"

"Ok, so, I gotta show you something totes super epic! So, what's in my hand? A banana. Do you have issues opening bananas? Well, duh. Pretty much everyone does. No need to be shy about it, dude. So, here I am to show you what is quite possibly the coolest freaking thing you will ever see. Are you looking? Hey, man, you have to look!" Yong Soo stuck his thumb under Hong Kong's chin and forced his face up higher. "Okay, here goes. You hold the banana by its weird little nub thing, so it's curved towards you, and then you snap your wrist out, like so, and then it's all like wham! Peeled banana…" Yong Soo trailed off at the end as he surveyed the mess he'd just accidentally made.

Instead of snapping and hanging from the portion of peel like the banana was supposed to do, it had flown out of his grasp and into a wall.

Which was now covered with smashed banana.

Yong Soo cringed and slowly turned to look at Hong, who was glaring at him like the Korean had just murdered his firstborn by letting it be gored by a bloodthirsty unicorn.

"… I'll… clean it up?"

"Damn straight, bitch," Hong Kong replied before going back to his fanfiction. "Damn straight."

Authoress' Random Ramble

I love these two. Expect more KoHo from me soon.

Less than three, less than three