A/N: So this is the frist installment to my new collection. I want to thank you all for subbing to this so far and I hope I can give you stories that you'll like. To start us off, I decided to make a story with my #1 bias in MX, I.M paired with my next bias, Jooheon. Then you have Wonho, who's forever ruining my life....

Happy Reading! ♥

[3rd Person POV]

"Why the hell did he drag me here?" Jooheon whispered to himself. No one could hear him over the blaring music, so he could've said it normally and not a single person would take offense. He looked at the people around him.

Sure, he liked a good party, but there was too much going on in just this little room. Someone was still puking right next to him and he couldn't move because someone decided that it would a great idea to move furniture around and there was a giant couch in front of him. There were people making out on it and he couldn't stand it. Another person was walking on the back of the couch, almost kicking him in the face. He pushed the person over in frustration and they landed on the couple; they all started laughing.

"Do you mind If I sit here?" Jooheon felt someone lean in close to his ear to whisper the question. It sent a shiver down his back as it took him by surprise. He turned to the voice and saw a cute boy standing right there.

"Are you sure you wanna sit here?" He pointed at the couch directly in front of him and then at the guy puking.

"Yeah, you seem like the only normal person here." The boy smiled and hoped over the back of the couch. He adjusted himself so that he was facing Jooheon. "It's good to see someone so calm." He leaned closer so that Jooheon could hear him. "I'm Changkyun, by the way."

"Jooheon." He leaned in as well without realizing it. "This party is beyond anything..." He looked around, just in time to catch a basketball that was thrown their way. The ball was heading for Changkyun and he reached out to catch it so the latter wouldn't get hurt. He threw the ball back roughly, not caring what happened.

"I think you threw that too hard." They both watched it bounce and hit the ceiling.

"They threw it too hard. They didn't care if it hit you, so I'm not gonna care if it hits them." Changkyun blushed slightly and looked down, smiling a little at Jooheon protecting him. Man, you're really cute and right now, you're the only reason I'm still here.

"Really?" Changkyun randomly asked after looked back up. Jooheon gave him a confused look. He couldn't figure out what Changkyun was asking. "You said I was cute and that I'm the only reason you're here. Is that true?" Jooheon eyes blew up.

"Oh .... I must've said that out loud, huh?" Changkyun nodded, hoping Jooheon wasn't gonna take it back. "Wow, talk about a Grade A blunder." Jooheon could see Changkyun's expression dropping slightly. He didn't want to hurt the latter's feelings. "Yeah, it's true. I can't lie, you're really cute." Changkyun smiled and chuckled, Jooheon couldn't really hear his laugh, but he looked even cuter right then. "Wow, I just met you and I'm already sounding very cheesy." He scratched the back of his head.

His smile was cut short when he saw that same basketball fly right between them, bounce off the wall and land in Changkyun's lap. They both looked up, nobody was paying them any attention, which meant the person who threw it didn't want to be seen. Jooheon grabbed the ball, about to throw it back, but Changkyun grabbed his hands.

"Let's go outside." He nudged his head and smiled. Jooheon couldn't help but agree with the latter.

It took them a minute to actually get out of there, mostly due to having to climb over the couch that was blocking them in, both laughing at the other as they did so. Changkyun had grabbed Jooheon's wrist with one hand and had the ball in his other hand; he didn't feel like giving it back.

Once they got outside, Changkyun let go of Jooheon and begun bouncing the basketball against the sidewalk. Neither said anything for a minute until Changkyun remembered what Jooheon said before he almost got hit with the ball they had.

"You know, you being cheesy was kinda cute." He said nonchalantly, still dribbling the ball.

"Well, I can't help it if what I said was true. I was seriously about to ditch, but then you showed up and you weren't faced, so I figured I could stay a little." Changkyun laughed and bounced the ball towards Jooheon, who caught it without hesitating. "Not to mention, you're probably the best looking person in there."

"Is this how you hit on people?"

"Uhh, maybe..." Jooheon nervously bit his lip. "What? Should I have said some terrible pick-up line instead?" Shaking his head, Changkyun took out a pen that he aquired when someone threw it at him, -- It seems like he was a magnet for things being thrown that day --, and grabbed Jooheon's hand. He scribbled his number down on the other's hand and smiled, putting the pen away.

"Seems like my friend is ready to leave. I have to go, but call me, kay?" Changkyun winked at the latter and walked back down the sidewalk to his friend that was on the porch. He watched as the two walked down the lawn, Changkyun looking back to wave at Jooheon, who returned the action just before dribbling the ball.

"Jooheon!" He turned back around to see his friend running up to him.

"Wonho." When his friend reached him, he stood still with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

"Why is it so hard to find you?" He straightened back up, moving his hands to his back as he stretched.

"My hair is bright as , how do you lose me?"

"Exactly! Well, for one, you're out here, and in my defense, I looked all over that house for you and it's not that bright in there. Secondly, someone decided that it was okay to leave the house without telling anyone. Thirdly, what's that?" Wonho grabbed Jooheon's hand before he could comprehend what was happening. He stared at the number, clearly, it was someone else's. Jooheon snatched his hand from Wonho. "Oh my god. You decided to ditch me because you were trying to shack up with someone?"

"Really? Does that sound like me?" He shifted the ball to the other arm, tilting his head to the side as he looked at his friend like he was crazy.

"Maybe.... But seriously, you could've texted me. 'Hey, Wonho, I'm not in the house because I'm off chasing some fine piece of !'. See, that simple." Jooheon dribbled the ball a couple of times before throwing it to Wonho. He held his hand out, telling Wonho to throw it back, but the latter was still stuck on the subject. "Sooo.... Were they any good?" Jooheon chuckled once and exhaled.

"I'll tell you what really happened, if we can get the hell out of here."

"Deal!" He threw the basketball somewhere behind him, where it landed was where it landed. Wonho quickly grabbed Jooheon's arm and begun pushing him to the car. "You can't leave me in the dark like this. It's not fair. I don't do well with not knowing."

"Well, I'll tell you once we get in that car." Wonho shut up completely and kept moving to the car. Jooheon smiled, thinking about how devastated his friend will be once he finds out that what he's thinking about never happened.

~12/5/15~