sxyoo:

”You’d better work even harder now, you punk. You’d better hop in that studio and start writing and spitting some bars because you’ve got a ways to go until I get my factory!” Her expression twisted and became a cross between amazement and exasperation. 

“Listen here you burnt piece of toast-” She reached forward to shove him - not with force (not that there would be much power in the shove regardless.)

“Geez, when did you start snapping back so quickly? The youth these days has a a lot of nerve…” They were only two years apart, but sometimes it did feel as if Sooyoung were ten years older than her colleagues. Maybe she was just an old lady at heart. 

          _{—— Her words were easily amusing to him as he laughed out loud, holding his stomach as his head threw back for a moment before sighing out heavily. “Ah- Aigoo! Noona, you know I only spit the freshest bars,” he joked, acting as if he was offended, “I’m the notorious Rap God Choi Minho, don’t you know? Dibidibidis,” he started, though his embarrassment got the best of him as another laugh slipped out. He grinned widely as he was pushed, knowing it was only playful between them, another laugh leaving him in the process. “If I’m burnt toast, then you must be the prettier toaster I’ve ever seen,” he retorted, hands moving up to his face to produce his cringe-worthy aegyo for his Noona, trying to butter her up in a sense. He loved having the upper hand in teasing his Noonas and/or Hyungs, it was always full of laughs and hilarity.}