By the time lunch came around, Junmyeon was so done.

  Not just with the giggles, and the whispers, and the glances. No.    It was with the messages;   Emails. Sticky notes. Paper planes.    You name it and Junmyeon could guarantee that there was some version of it in his cubicle, containing a little snide comment or "funny" joke.   No more.   As the seventh screwed up ball of paper flew into his workspace, Junmyeon was angry. His hand shot out, snatching the paper from its path towards his face and standing up abruptly.   A few gasps of fear were heard throughout the office.   Good.   "Who. Threw. This." Junmyeon growled.   Loud gulps.   "I said WHO THREW THIS GODDAMN EVIL THING AT MY HEAD"   Silence.   Nervous laughter was heard from a cubicle a few down. Someone was getting fidgety.    "Is there something you need to say to me?" Junmyeon glowered.   "Uhh.."   "Yes?"   "I uh..."   "..."   "..."   "..."   "OKAY IT WAS ME I'M SORRY XIUMIN SAID IT WOULD BE FUNNY"   Jongdae was so dead. But not yet...   Xiumin first.   "Oh yes..." Junmyeon said sweetly, " Where is that little ?"   "He's been away all morning" replied Jongdae, relieved to be off the hook (for now).   "He said something about working at home" Baekhyun cut in, rubbing hands together eagerly.    Baekhyun loved his drama.   "Interesting."    There was a strange look in Junmyeon's eyes.    "I'll be off then" he finally said, twitching slightly. Hi