I pick out one of the biggest chocolate cakes, and buy it, making sure to keep the receipt to get Onew to pay me back.

            “That’s really big…” Minho comments and I silence him with a shrug and a look telling him to keep quiet.

            We walk home in silence, and I enter the dorm, the scent of soup hitting me instantly. I set the cake down on the kitchen table, ignore Onew who’s there, pass by sleeping Taemin and walk to my room and shut the door with a terse,

            “Have fun.”

            I fall onto Key’s bed, wondering what he was doing now? Why the heck did Jinki want to celebrate anyways…he was being held prisoner. Being tortured possibly. What was there to celebrate? I close my eyes trying shut out the anger and frustration in me when therer’s a knock on my door and Onew enters.

            “Jjong, don’t you want to eat dinner? Or even the cake? Which by the way is huge, how much did you pay for it?”

            “I never said you could come in, don’t call me Jjong. No I don’t want any damn cake, I thought I made that clear on the phone, and you owe me 4000 won.”

            “4000 won!? Are you insane pabo?! And why shoul;dn’t I call you that when Kibum called you that all the time.”

            I turn to face him,

            “You’re not Key. And the only one insane here is you. Now pay up my 4000.”

            “No way. I didn’t ask you to pick u