“Surprise!” Minho cried, and suddenly he heard a shriek and everything was magically covered in sugar.

                “Yah, hyung! You scared me! And now everything is messy!” Taemin cried. Minho looked around, shaking the sugar off of his arms.

                “How did this happen?” Minho asked, looking around. Taemin tapped his foot.

                “Well,” he said in irritation, “I was going to make cookies. I was holding that bag of sugar,” he pointed to what must have once been a bag of sugar, but definitely was no longer such a thing, “and then you came and yelled and I jumped and dropped it. Sugar flew everywhere and now my sugar bag is broken and I can’t make cookies.”

                “I…I’m sorry, Taeminnie,” Minho said, looking down. “I thought I’d surprise you and it would be fun.”

                “Well…I guess I can live without making cookies today. But you have to help me clean up!” Taemin said, and he added a giggle. “Is there sugar on my lips? Can you tell?” He put his face very close to Minho’s, and Minho smiled.

                “I can’t tell, I’ll have to check,” Minho said, kissing Taemin’s lips sweetly. “Mm…you always have sugar on your lips.”

                “Thanks,” Taemin laughed.