The sky outside was dark and cloudy; the cool October air promised a bout of rain showers soon. It was late in the afternoon and the day was quickly growing late. Inside the house it was calm and quiet, surprisingly, almost unexpected when you had five teenagers under one roof. They weren’t running like rampant children, thankfully. Henry and Kibum, being the quiet ones, were sitting in the living room together watching a movie. Kibum found himself liking Henry a lot, because he too was quiet and didn’t talk very much; unless Mir was around. So he didn’t mind being around the Chinese boy, in fact, he found Henry quite interesting. Compared to the hyper activity from Donghae and Mir, Kibum enjoyed the calmness and maturity of Henry.

In the kitchen, Heechul and Leeteuk were already working on dinner despite it being only five in the evening. But it would take at least an hour and a half to prepare enough for everyone. They worked silently side by side, enjoying each other’s presence. Every now and then he would glance at each other and smile softly, their eyes shining as if they whispered I love you to each other. They would have said it out loud too had it not been for Mir who was sitting at the kitchen table whining loudly about how bored he was and how unfair that Henry would let him watch the movie with him and Kibum, and that Eunhyuk and Donghae had seemingly disappeared.

But they hadn’t vanished; Leeteuk knew exactly where they were…

Despite the coldness from the cloudy sky, the two were out in the woods walking hand in hand together. There was no trail, but neither needed it because they’d walked this path together so many times before. It was about a fifteen minute walk from the house, but it was completely worth it.

When the cottage came into sight, they both walked a bit faster because it was staring to rain more. Eunhyuk held open the door and they both quickly went inside, escaping the cold. He flipped on the lights and they took their jackets off and hung them up. Really, cottage might not be the right word. It was basically another house, just not as huge as his brother’s. It had been the last thing his parents had done for them before they died, a present for his eighteenth birthday. But Leeteuk had been lenient and let him have it when he was sixteen, because he obviously spoiled his little brother beyond belief.

“It’s cold in here; let me turn on the heat. It’s probably going to smell funny since it hasn’t been since February,” Eunhyuk said, walking further into his cottage to the thermostat.

“Eunhyuk, are you really going to move in here one day?” Donghae asks as he f