“Wonshik and I are going to study for our calculus final at the library this afternoon,” Taemin sighed. “Hyung, I hate calculus. It hurts my brain.”

                “I’m sorry, Taeminnie. I wish I could help you, but all the calculus I learned last semester just escaped my head. That’s what happens when you don’t continue with math.”

                “It’s okay, hyung. I’m just worried that I won’t do well.”

                “Is Wonshik-ssi good at it?”

                “He’s okay. I think we should both do alright but I’m still really nervous, you know?” Taemin replied. “It’s scary.”

                “You’ll be fine,” Minho reassured him. “And no matter how you do on calculus, you’ll always be mine.”

A/N: Update 11/? for today. Alhglaekhglakheg word vomit.