“Yah, what does it mean when you meet a prince in your dream?” Kibum asked as he ran his fingers through his strawberry blond, curly hair and watched himself in the large mirror.

He looked over at his best friend, Taemin, a slightly shorter boy with a light blond shade of hair, currently falling just over his shoulders and with his bangs pinned up.

“A prince? What did you do with him?” Taemin asked, looking at his friend with a confused expression. 

Kibum looked at his reflection with a slight gasp. 

“Oh... we just held hands... and... well, that,” He mumbled.

“Bummie, that’s a wet dream you know! Did you wet your ?” The boy at the other side of Kibum, named Jinki, said. The boy wasn’t tall or small, with brown hair and an extremely cute smile.

“Yah! I said we only held hands!” Kibum yelled at him.

“Okay...” Jinki replied in shock of Kibum’s sudden outburst.

“Why do I even bother asking you two?” The blonde muttered as he turned his attention back to his angelic reflection, fixing his hair and making pouty faces.

“I think... seeing a prince in a dream must mean you’ll soon meet you’re prince charming,” Taemin said as he rummaged through his bag, looking for something which was probably a cell phone. 

“Oh... I wonder who that could be?”