Annyeonghaseyo~! Yeah, I've gotten really into the fandom for the Korean group B2ST/BEAST, and after I started watching the series (or season..?) for B2ST Idol Maid, I had a sudden epiphany to re-write it with my favorite B2ST couples in a more obvious light. :3 Tweaked and edited, obviously. ^_^'

(do i write differently depending on what I'm writing about...? it seems like, if i'm writing about things/subjects that have to do with more of the western side, in America, my writing seems more...American-ized? and when i write to do with Asia, i get really into it and write similar...? o-o i don't know, it just kind of feels so.)

Pairings: Dooseob, Junkwang, Eventual!Dongseung
Rating: T
Warnings: Mischief(?), innappropiate jokes/conversations(?).

Jeulgyeo, jebal~!

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Hyunseung was slightly annoyed.

He was sitting, right across from him to, and yet, yet...he had the audacity to say such things...

Did he really have to talk about Narsha noona so much? Hyunseung looked at him pointedly when he kept bringing her name up for choice of maid, always looking overly pleased with himself. Why would he be so happy about her? She was pretty, she was talented. Yes. Hyunseung agreed. But wasn't he? It wasn't he cared so much what the maknae thought of him; of course not. But it wasn't as if he came up to Hyunseung and told him he was pretty, or became lost in a state of awe when he saw him.

Hyunseung wasn't jealous.

He felt his face burn when he said it - out loud, too - that incredibly innapropiate comment. "Well, it would be good to have a lady in the dorm." What was that supposed to mean? They didn't need anyone in the dorm. No one else. They had each other, didn't they? Yoseob through a pillow at him, Hyunseung noticed with a overly-satisfied look on his face. Well, then. That should teach him to speak of such things.

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That day, before the maids - as their boss had decided; maids- were solidly chosen, Hyunseung was in front of the mirror in the bathroom, fixing his make-up, when the idea suddenly came to him, so ingenuis in it's simplicity that he almost streaked eyeliner down his cheek. "Ah! Yoseobie, come here."

He heard him call back, "One moment, Hyunseungie, one moment!" After a few mintues, Hyunseung heard the sound of the refridgerator door closing and Yoseob appeared, a stick of bbopki in his hand while he held a small bowl of whipped cream in the other. Hyunseung raised an eyebrow, to which Yoseob shrugged. "Fan gifts; they'll just go bad if we don't eat them, ne." He grinned as Hyunseung just turned back to his reflection, sticking the caramel stick into the bowl and licking the whipped cream off of it. "Ai, what did you want, hm?"

Hyunseung finished his intricate eyeliner process and moved on to his lipgloss, applying just enough before being satisfied with his reflection and turning back to Yoseob. "Yoseob is worried Doojoon will be distracted by the maids and ignore him, ne?"

Yoseob sucked slightly at the caramel, thinking. "Kind of...Aigoo, Kiki is nervous too, that Junhyung will like the maids too much...more than him..."

"Ai, Yang Yoseob! Who are you telling those things to!" Kikwang's squeak interjected, and peered into the bathroom. "Ah...sorry Yoseob, Hyunseung."

Yoseob flicked whipped cream at him, landing on his cheek and chin. "Oi, who did you think I was talking to!" Kikwang blushed, mumbling. Yoseob rolled his eyes. "Eh, Kikwang is slow today! Have you forgotten that Junhyung and Doojoon have gone to the store to get more ramyeon?"

Hyunseung cleared his throat, causing both of them to look at him. "So you are upset about the maids too, Kikwang?"

Kikwang nodded a bit, biting at the corner of his lip. "A little..." "So, none of us want the maids to come here, ne?"

Yoseob nodded, then furrowed his eyebrows, looking at Hyunseung curiously, suspiciously. "Aigoo...why doesn't Hyunseung want the maids here?" Kikwang poked Yoseob in the middle of his forhead, just sighing when Yoseob glared at him. "Ah, who is the slow one today, eh? Don't you know Hyunseung likes Dongwoonie-maknae?"

Yoseob smacked himself in the forehead, so now there was not just a small red area where Kikwang had poked, but everywhere above his eyebrows was. "Ne, you're right, you're right!"

"What! No no no!"

Kikwang and Yoseob looked at Hyunseung, who was blushing and staring at the both of them with alarm. "I-I don't...I just don't think...Dongwoon is too blunt when it comes to women, and with maids here who are pretty, he'll be worse! That is all! I'm just concerned for him and his innapropiate comments! Will you guys quiet down? Dongwoon is still here!"

Kikwang stared, his mouth open in mild suprise and bemusement, forming a small 'O'. "Oh? It must not have been your diary I read then..."

"You read my diary?"

"You have a diary?"

Hyunseung and Yoseob exclaimed at the same time, causing Hyunseung to become more troubled and flustered. "How comes I never found it, yet Kikwang did!" Yoseob looked put off by the fact Kikwang had found out any secrets before him. Hyunseung covered his ears, squeezing his eyes shut. "Ai, ai! Too much, too much!" Yoseob and Kikwang quieted down, waiting for Hyunseung.

He brought his hands down, puffing out a big breath of air. "Ok...so, as I said, we don't want them here, ne?" Yoseob and Kikwang nodded. "Right. But we can't do anything about that. They are going to come here wether we want them to or not. But..." He smiled, sweet yet michievous. "We can choose the maids, can't we?"

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Aigoo, the first chapter, after an hour! Shortest time i've ever taken for a chapter!:3 *feels proud*
Next chapter soon~!^_^ (over-excited...? cause: candy)