The next few chapters will be based on Ryeowook and Sungmin.  MinWook!  XD

Ryeowook POV

Ring!!!

I groaned.  I slowly sat up and looked around the room.  My best friend and roommate was looking at me funny.

"If your so tired, then go back to sleep," Henry said with a smirk. "I go tell Sungmin-hyung that you don't want to make breakfast with him."

"No!" I shouted.  I stood up right away and started making my bed.

"Calm down," he laughed. "You sound like you love him."

I blushed.  "No, its because he seems down these days so I want to talk to him."

"Well hurry up and stop making him wait."

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After I brushed my teeth, I headed down to the kitchen.  I almost walked through the door when I heard Sungmin-hyung say something.

"Hmm," he said to himself, "what should make for Wookie today?"

I smiled.

"I thought we're making breakfast for everyone."

He flinched.  When he turned around, he was face was red.

"We are-" he stuttered.

I never let him finish.  I ran up to him and gave him a big hug. 

"Thanks for thinking about me hyung!" I said. "You don't need to though. You haven't been too happy these days, so take care of yourself."

"Ah!"

Still hugging Sungmin, I turned around.  Henry and Leeteuk were at the door.  Henry was grinning and Leeteuk had a weird expression.  My face felt hot.  When I looked at Sungmin, his face was a tomato.

"What is going on?" Leeteuk-hyung asked.

I was about to explain, but Henry interrupted Leeteuk.

"It seems like we are bothering them," Henry said with a mischievous smile, "let's go out."

I stopped them before they could leave.

"Just wait in the living room," I said, "we will quickly make breakfast."

When they left the room, I started to get the ingredients out for breakfast.  Sungmin just stood there. 

"Hyung, are you okay?" I asked.

When he didn't answer, I took a step closer and asked again.  I was just a couple inches away from his face when he finally woke up from his thoughts.  When he saw what was happening, he blushed.

"Sorry!" he squealed.

"What's wrong?" I worriedly questioned.

"Nothing!"

I decided not to push him.  I just continued to make breakfast.  The tension was strong.

"Wookie," he gently asked, "I'm sorry."

I didn't expect him to say that.  "It's alright.  Let's just make breakfast together now, okay?"  Then I gave him a soft smile.

He turned around to gather more ingredients.  I could have sworn I saw his face turn red.  I pushed that thought aside when he turned around.  He gave me a shaky smile and helped me make eggs and pancakes.  I spun around.

I could feel someone staring at us.  But when I looked around, there was nothing there.  Sigh, I must be imagining things.