Snap! Snap! Snap!

Kibum flinched slightly at the clicking sound and the bright light that accompanied it. He rolled a little on the unbelievably solid but comfortable sofa, snuggling his face back into its soft fabric as he chose to ignore what woke him.

‘Rise and shine my sleeping beauties!! We have a briefing on next month’s show in 2 hours so come on up, up!’ Cheered Yuna as she stood over the sleeping pair, pink iphone clasped in her hands as she attempted to wake the hung over boys.

At Yuna’s cheery wakeup call a sleepy groan came from over Kibum’s shoulder and Key realised that he wasn’t actually sleeping on the sofa at all, but on a person. Thinking little of it, his focus zoned in on Yuna’s actions.

‘Yah! Are you taking pictures?’ Kibum yelped upon realising the meaning of Yuna’s mischievous smile.

‘Please no more pictures’ Murmured the sleepy human-sofa and Kibum squealed as arms tightened round him.

‘Err, Jonghyun?’ He said uncertainly turning to face the sleepy man as Yuna giggled above them. ‘Jonghyun, I kinda can’t breathe right now...’

Jonghyun, who’d been trying to sleep again, snapped awake at the voice and the unfamiliar weight on his chest. All the colour drained from his face upon realising that he fell asleep holding onto Key like some kind of human leech.

Could things get any worse?

‘Aww, this pic is particularly cute’

Apparently they could.

‘Yuna! Give me your phone! Delete that picture!’ Kibum yelled jumping up in an attempt to grab the device from his assistant. Yuna just screamed and dived off the round sofa, sliding across the hard wooden floor before tripping on the thick grey carpet, Key following shortly.

Jonghyun sat up slowly as the cool air greeted him in Keys absence. He rolled his shoulders and neck slightly, relieving the tension from the uncomfortable sleeping position. He couldn’t help but smile at his two now-friends on the carpet. He felt happy with them in that moment, they seemed more ... normal. Neither was stressed about designing and planning and modelling and looking beautiful. Neither was thinking about work or authority or maintaining reputations or appearing stylish in every way. Jonghyun couldn’t help but think how Key looked effortlessly good anyway, even in his rumpled clothes from the night before (even as he attempted to incapacitate Yuna)

Speaking of clothes though, Jonghyun grimaced looking down at the jacket, that hung off one shoulder anyway, and the shirt underneath that was rumpled and gross. Without a second thought (Jonghyun’s head still felt fuzzy from all the drink he consumed only hours earlier) he was removing his jacket and shirt.

Key usually thought himself to be quite in control of himself, particularly around the cute and fit models he often worked with, but nothing prepared him from this. Nothing prepared him for the sudden expanse of gorgeous sculpted honey skin that graced his eyes.

He’d just been in the middle of pinning his assistant in a last attempt to reach her phone while she yelled profanities at him when suddenly Yuna was jabbing him harshly in the rib and jerking her head in Jonghyun’s direction. Kibum turned, confused and suspicious of her intentions, just in time to see the other strip off his shirt and oh My GOD.

Kibum froze, literally just halted every action, one thing left in his mind.

Oh.

Jonghyun turned around once he realised the squabbling behind him had ceased, only to be greeted with the shell-shocked expressions of both Kibum and Yuna. Yuna quickly hid her eyes with her hands, pausing to put a hand over Kibum’s eyes too (He swiftly removed her hand, for totally no reason)

‘Umm, can I shower?’ Jonghyun asked shyly balling his clothes in his hands.

‘Sure, yes, of course, yup, yeah, that’s cool’ Kibum spluttered jumping up into action and darting across to Jonghyun, grabbing his upper arm and physically dragging him to the bathroom. Kibum felt his cheeks and palms heat up at the direct contact he was getting and he begged his flustered self to calm the hell down. Jonghyun allowed himself to be tugged along staring confusedly at the back of Kibum’s head and thinking about how soft Kibum’s hands were as they tugged on his arm.

‘Here ya go, bath’s there, shower gel, shampoo, towels, um yeah, enjoy!’ Kibum yelped pushing on Jonghyun’s tanned shoulder blades to keep him moving into the room. Jonghyun barely had time to say a thank you before Kibum was slamming the door shut, eyes squeezed shut (not allowing himself to be tempted of a proper glimpse of the man in front of him). Jonghyun stared at the closed door a second before shrugging and turning to figure out the complicated shower nestled in the shining bathroom. Kibum however, pressed his back against the bathroom door, hands rubbing his face while he tried oh so hard not to freak out. When Kibum found himself composed enough he pattered back into the living room where Yuna was sneakily choosing a filter for the cute picture of the sleepy boys she snapped.

‘Oh my god!!’ The pair squealed quietly in unison as Kibum collapsed on the carpet next to his assistant/best friend and fellow fan girl.

‘I'm sorry but this boy will be the death of me, I swear!’ Kibum sighed after he heard the shower turn on, hopefully drowning out all sound.

‘I don’t know why you’re freaking out Key, you’ve seen him before’

‘Yeah but that was different, that’s when he was going on stage in 5 minutes and was still wearing a ghastly outfit! I hardly had time to appreciate what was in front of me...’ Kibum raised an eyebrow at the memory while Yuna just rolled her eyes.

‘God Key you are so gay it’s unbelievable, you should just tattoo a rainbow to your forehead and be done with it’ She muttered, adding a caption and hashtags to the pic she was just about to post on her instagram (this boy is #whipped)

‘Yah, shut up! You gotta admit he’s mighty fine’ Kibum said slyly.

‘Oh yeah he is’ Yuna muttered distractedly as she hit post and watched a few comments float in.

‘But anyway, he’s my employee, so he’s off limits’

‘Off limits?’ Yuna asked,confused, locking her phone and chucking it to the side before laying down next to Kibum on the rug.

‘He’s off limits to everyone till I know if he’s gay or not’ Kibum explained, gesturing in the air with his hands.

‘Yah! You cant just claim him’ Yuna scolded, playfully smacking Kibum on the arm.

‘It’s too late baby, I’ve learnt my lesson about not claiming what I want, I'm not making the same mistakes again. You just watch darling.’