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“why are wet clothes so heavy,” sunwoo groans, dropping a waterlogged hoodie into the bathtub in front of him. he sits back on his feet and brings a hand up to wipe at the sweat on his forehead—which really does nothing but make his forehead even wetter.
“maybe it’s because they’re almost as dense as you,” renjun pipes in from his spot in the doorway. sunwoo turns and glares, sticking out his tongue for good effect.
“i’m not dense. how was i supposed to know that too much dish soap would break the washing machine?!”
“it’s called dish soap, sunwoo, not clothes soap! what compelled you to even use it instead of laundry detergent?” sunwoo picks up a wet sock and chucks it in the general direction of him, though he misses by a few feet.
“because, i wanted to. i wanted to and damage control was not around. you can’t blame me in this situation.” sunwoo grumbles. he goes back to fiddling with the clothes in the tub, lifting and wringing the water out before throwing them into a basket behind him.
“yeah, i can. and i will! when the landlord comes and asks why the washing machine is broken, i’m telling him it was your fault,” he scoffs and turns on his heel, walking out of the bathroom and leaving sunwoo behind to gripe and grumble at his retreating figure.
(though, he comes back five minutes later with his own pair of gloves and situates himself in front of the bathtub too. when sunwoo gives him a questioning glance he just swats at him, muttering under his breath. “i’ve got a shirt somewhere in here, okay.”
“yeah, sure. you’re a big fucking softie, you aren’t fooling anyone.”
sunwoo promptly gets his head dunked into the soapy water.)