“Woah, hyung, you really are incredible,” Minho mused, as Jonghyun slumped beside him onto the sofa in their dressing room, sweat plastering his forehead. By the door, Jinki and Kibum were still buzzing with excitement, laughing and recounting the fans they'd both witnessed in the audience, whilst Taemin had fused like a lightbulb, having collapsed into the realms of sleep as soon as he'd found an armchair. Jonghyun glanced at the maknae endearingly, before turning to Minho and asking, “What?”
“Your voice...” Minho mused, leaning back as Jonghyun had done. The group was alone, their staff giving them time to collect themselves after their latest Japanese concert, where they'd performed their hits to the multitude of fans, the ocean of green that would never become an unimpressive sight to them. “It's truly amazing,” Minho declared, “if I could sing half as well I'd feel as if I was gifted by angels.”
  Jonghyun chuckled and swatted Minho’s strong arm, that was revealed by the silver t-shirt he wore, with the symbol of the SHINee World embossed on it in a sparkling glitter. They all wore the same t-shirt, however Minho had been the only one to throw off his denim jacket, an obvious play to the fans as they'd screamed his name adoringly.
“Stop it,” Jonghyun tried, almost blushing from the compliment. He'd always been modest, and Minho had noticed he'd also been unsure of himself, despite the fame and attention he'd garnered over the years.
  "I agree with Minho,” Jinki murmured, strolling over, accompanied by Kibum, to the white couch opposite the sofa Minho and Jonghyun rested on. The whole room was shockingly white, Kibum noticing this as he sat. Even the coffee table was glass, the minimalism countering the bright lights above them.   "I wish I could sing like you, Jjong.”
“Stop it!” Jonghyun complained, as Taemin stirred in the corner, a slight sigh escaping his lips.
  "Nope,” Jinki grinned, cheesy smile flashing. “You're amazing, incredible, one-of-a-kind, and that's no exaggeration.” Jonghyun smiled incredibly at Jinki, who glowed with a happy aura that manifested in the most upbeat of attitudes.
  "You all are one of kind,” Kibum complimented, extending Jinki’s words further. “I feel honoured to be in a group with you guys.”
  "Okay, now that's just soppy,” Minho joked, chucking a cushion at Kibum that landed on the rapper’s lap. Kibum clutched it and laughed, before pressing, “No, really, it's the truth.”
  "Well, tell that to sleepy-head over there too,” Jinki nodded, craning his neck to glance at Taemin. Turning back to his three older dongsaengs, he murmured, “That kid sure performed well tonight."
“That kid always performs well,” Minho extended, “that kid is a machine.”
  "Terminator,” Kibum joked.
  "Are you saying he's a robot?!” Jonghyun exclaimed cutely, directing his words at Kibum whose laughter became exaggerated. Jinki smiled at the couple knowingly.
“Hey...” a voice mumbled, “I'm awake, idiots...”
Though the voice was groggy, it was as distinct as it was tired, as Taemin pushed him