HEECHUL POV:

Why did I hang up? Why wouldn't I have hung up? It wasn't like we were going to talk to each other again afterwards anyways. Besides, if I had kept talking, my temper would've taken over and I would have ended up saying things that I never meant. Then, Hankyung would've probably been the one to hang up on me...

Hankyung... Why did he say that this was the last time he would talk to me? And how would one trip to Korea hurt him? No one has the right to stop him if he truly wanted to come... I felt a pang in my heart.

Unless he didn't want to...

I looked up and sighed. What did I do?! Why does he avoid me?!

With another deep sigh, I picked myself up off the floor and dragged my legs to my bed. I needed sleep to forget all of this. I picked up the phone that was laying on my pillow and looked at it. Hmh... She didn't do a bad job of putting it back together... But it was also the one Hankyung gave me for my birthday... I clenched it in my hand before slamming it onto my nightstand. Without another look at it, I crawled under my covers and waited until slumber took over my body.

"Hello, my... name Hangeng er- Hankyung. Nice meet you," the Chinese man said with a very thick accent. I snorted slightly at his attempt at Korean.

"Hello," I replied. "I'm Heechul. I guess I'll have to teach you better Korean." I waited as he figured out what I just said. A light shone in his eyes and he nodded with a shy smile. "And since we'll be roommates, there'll be lots of time for that."

"You'll have to be careful, though, Hankyung-hyung," Eunhyuk warned with a grin. "Heechul-hyung's quite a diva, not to mention his crown's on a little too tight."

"Hey! Is that how you speak to your hyung?" I asked, snapping slightly. They all just laughed.

"See? That's what he means," Leeteuk said.

"I think Heechul-hyung funny..." Hankyung said. I stuck my tongue out the others.

"There, see? And Hankyung-ah, since we're practically the same age, don't call me 'hyung.' Let's be friends..."

I sat up in my bed. Had my talk with Hankyung even affected my dreams? I shook my head in frustration, but i couldn't stop my lips from curving up into a smile at the memory. Ah... how much I missed those times... How much I wanted to return to those times... filled with laughter... friendship... love...

I pushed away the covers and got out of bed. Shivering, I pulled on a sweater and changed into a pair of warmer pants. Fall was coming. Pretty soon, everything will look like how I felt inside... Perfect, just what I needed... I stopped at my nightstand; hesitating for a moment, I picked up my phone and shoved it into my pocket before heading out.

I opened the door and was utterly appalled to see Mei Ling slumped against the wall, fast asleep. What the hell was she doing outside my room? Then, I remembered what I had said the night before. Why did she actually do it? Was she out of her mind? Not to mention it was freezing last night. If she catches a cold, I think I would kill something. I didn't need anything to make my life any worse.

Running a hand through my (perfect) hair, I let out a frustrated huff of air. I went to her room and grabbed her blanket. I came back and draped it over her before looking away in confusion and annoyance. Did she really want to know what happened between Hankyung and I so bad? Aish... What a pain in the ...

MEI LING POV:

My eyes slowly fluttered open. I was surprised to see my warm blanket surrounding me. Did Hyun-woo stop by? Or, was it Leeteuk-shi? ... Siwon-shi...? It HAD to have been one of them; there was no way on Earth Heechul would've done anything like this. Hell would have frozen over before that happened...

I sat up straighter, cringing at the aching pain in my neck and shoulders. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea... I tried to rub the stiffness away, but what good was one arm and four fingers going to do? I scowled at my broken arm and cut finger.  I gave up and pulled the blankets tighter around me. I wasn't going to give up until he let me help him, even if that included sitting in this same spot for hours... right after I got something to eat.

After eating my fill of ramen noodles, I returned to my post and huddled in my blanket.

"Geez, why is it so cold?!" I snapped to myself. Didn't this place have any heating for crying out loud?!

"Meow..." I froze. That sound could only mean... I looked towards the living room.

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With all the drama that just happened the night before, I had completely forgotten about the stupid furball. Hmm... Since Heechul wasn't home, maybe I could club it over the head with a two-by-four...

I sighed, I'd be dead if that happened. I looked over at it again, deciding if it came within range of me, I would kick it. Fortunately, it seemed to know that it was best to stay away. With a swish of its tail, it disappeared into the kitchen.

"Hmh. Maybe it's not so stupid after all..." I muttered to myself. I sat in the same spot for the rest of the day, passing time by repeating Korean words and phrases and trying to hack into my memory. Nothing changed; I was still clueless as ever.

A sudden click caught my attention, followed by giggling. I furrowed my eyebrows. That could NOT be Heechul in any way, shape, or form. Hurried footsteps rushed in. A girl's voice squealed as quietly as she could, trying to supress her excitement. From the sound of it, there were three or four girls inside the dorm. Damn, this was bad. They were probably some crazed fans with no lives. As silently as possible, I crept into my own room and shut the door without letting  it creak once.

! This was NOT good. Heechul wouldn't be home for at least another two hours! If these girls found me here, what would they say? What would I do? Pretend to be a crazy fan, too? Hell, no. Argh! How the heck did they get into the dorm anyways?!

I pressed my ear to the door and listened. They were in the living room, chattering in voices pitched way too high to be considered even remotely normal, not to mention their constant squeals. Sheesh...they sounded like hyenas on drugs...

I kept listening until they made their way to Heechul's room. I plugged my ears as they squealed again, undoubtly having seen the pictures of Heechul and Hankyung. Why in the world were muzzles only made for animals? I would pay good money for a couple to use on them.

Suddenly the word 'Hankyung-oppa'  reached my ears and their voices grew louder and louder. My eyes widened as I realized they were approaching my room. Looking around frantically for a place to hide, I quickly ducked into the closet and pulled the door shut just before they came in. Thank goodness  I kept all of my hygiene products, and other thing Hyun-woo bround me, in the closet. I listened as they snooped around my room. Hopefully, they wouldn't find anything that gave me away.

Get out, get out, get... out!! Oh come on!

I wanted to punch something. Why wouldn't they leave?! I sat in the same, frozen position for what seemed like an eternity before anything happened. Footsteps approached the closet and a hand grabbed the handle.

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I held my breath as the door creaked open.

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Uggggggggghhhhhh........ OAO This took forever to type... Sorry but it isn't edited either, it was bad enough I had to type it all up once... XD Anyways, PLEASE COMMENTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks! XD Sorry for another cliffhanger, but I am NOT going to type for another hour... eheheh :D

ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD............................... <3 HAPPY BIRTHDAY HEENIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD <3

I know Korea's half a day ahead so his birthday technically was yesterday, but oh well :3