Now he’d really done it! Youngsaeng thought as all sense of reason flew out of his brain. He just wants blood, Kyujongs blood and he screamed.

YAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!!!

BLAG!   AAACK!!!!

"What the hell........???!"

“Aaa! Aaa!!! My arm, ouch!  Aaaaa!” He whined, twisting his arm gently that was caught under him.

“What in the world just happened?!” Looking at the ceiling of his room. He realized he fell from his bed along with his duvet and pillow.

He laid there on the floor thinking for a moment. 

Jinja that was just a dream?! It looked so real ot me. He thought. Relaxing his tensed body after realizing it was just a dream.

Then....... a blaring sound erupted that caused him to jerk up from surprise, causing his forehead to meet the corner of his side table. Another groan and he kicked his bed from anger and hurt but it was so sudden that his shin was caught under it when he pulled his leg back.

“Aaaaaa! The is going on! Gaaah!” Hurling profanities, he slowly stood from the floor limping his way out, touching his hurt forehead. He hopes there’s no cut on there. His head forming a head ache from his morning battle. He went straight to the fridge to get some ice for his forehead and shin.

There was only one ice bag, sighing he got the bag of frozen peas instead. He sat on the sofa and placed the frozen peas on his shin and held the ice pack on his forehead. Taking care of his bruised self and ego.

“This is some morning.” He mumbled. 

The blaring sound can still be heard but he doesn’t want to get up and shut the effin alarm clock. He just sat there looking unconcious for ten minutes then his door chimed, meaning someone just opened it and that someone is someone he knew very well. He shut his eyes, drowned himself on the sofa with his leg propped up on the center table with the bag of peas.

The person or people came in and looked at him funnily.

“Don’t you think it’s too early to pick a fight hyung?” Kyujong said amused.

Hearing his voice Youngsaeng automatically stiffened, his forehead creased. He opened his eyes and saw Hyungjun and Kyujong looking at him holding coffee cups and a box of doughnuts.

“And what’s with your alarm? Don’t you want to turn that off?” Hyungjun complained. He dropped the box of doughnuts on the table beside his propped up foot and went to his hyungs room in search of the said alarm clock.

“I didn’t turn it off cause it proved that everything I saw was just a dream.” He mumbled closing his eyes again. He heard silence, he guessed Junnie found his proof.

“Well what was the dream about?” Kyujong asked curiously. Gingerly sitting at a chair on the other side and placing the other two cups on the center table. His own cup in his hand.

“Don’t ask.” Was Youngsaengs only answer. Kyu just shrugged, his hyung looked pissed.

“Your clock is ridiculously loud hyung.” Dropping beside him, Hyungjun took his coffee cup and blew on it a little to cool down.

“Because I want to wake up when it’s time to wake up.” Answering in a lazy tone.

“You know how hyung is, he needs those kind of things. Or maybe Aiko can dump cold water on him.” Kyujong jokingly said.

“Why do you have to bring her into our conversation?” Tilting his head up, the ice bag falling to his lap.

“Who, Aiko? Well because she does or already did that to you. Dumped water on you to wake you up.” Kyujong still innocent on what his hyung is feeling.

Youngsaeng couldn’t help but look at Kyujong while he sipped his coffee. Looking at his lips, his mind re his dream. He didn’t realize he was already glaring at him.

“Why do you look like you’re going to attack me?” Kyujong halted on his sipping when he noticed the glare. Wondering if there was anything wrong with what he said.

“More like he wants to kill you, look at his fist.” Hyungjun chided, chewing his first doughnut.

Youngsaeng snapped out of his thoughts, relaxing himself. He could see the look of confusion on his friend.

“Mianhae, just had a rough start.”  He whispered getting the frozen peas off his shin and the ice pack on his lap he stood and went to the fridge and placed them back to the freezer. He breathed deeply, relax otter relax. Everything was just a dream, just a dream.

He composed himself before going back to his friends.

“Oh hyung isn’t today or I mean tonight that you’ll be having dinner with Ike?” Hyungjun asked as soon he entered the living room.

“Oh right!” Rubbing his face with his palm. He totally forgot, maybe that’s why he had the dream.

He looked at Kyujong, the man was busy with his Bavarian, sugar all over his lips. He chuckled.

“Kyu you eat like a child.” Grabbing a tissue box he it to his chest. The man smiled silly at him.

“I love my Bavarian in the morning.” He said.

“Could totally see that.” Hyungjun mumbled, having another piece.

Seven O’clock in the evening, they were at a gazebo in a garden. The whole garden can be rented for events, there were many gazebos on different location of the place. Flowers bloomed around, the lighting giving it a livelier look at night. They had this gazebo reserved for their dinner with Aiko.

“Can’t wait to bond with her oppa, she looked so cool. I want to be like her.” She said lightly. Her cream colored knee length dress danced with the slight wind. Her hair worn down with pins to take it off her small face which was made up with light make up.

“You look good oppa like always.” Nina said adjusting his tie for him. Youngsaeng was wearing his coat and tie. He knew it was too formal but Nina insi