Jongdae rummaged through his closet, pulling out multiple colored shirts that would go with a dark red blazer. He was thinking plaid but then again, maybe a simple dark shirt would be efficient. Usually he didn’t have trouble putting together outfits that would only be taken off anyway. But tonight he wanted to look well.   A few days had passed since his little “chat” with Yixing had taken place. The older man had come apologizing and muttering about how scared he was that Jongdae would hit him for saying something so hurtful. Eventually Jongdae had pieced together that Yixing really was trying to see what kind of reaction he would have. The boy was all about peace and avoiding confrontation, though Jongdae thought that was a flaw in itself. One should never avoid confrontation because all it does is push problems to the back burner that desperately need to be talked about or discussed.   Jongdae would know since he did the exact same things with his problems. Though he wasn’t quite comfortable with Yixing, he did feel the need to tell him a few things that was on his mind as well. If the older could be so bold so as to call him a e in the making just to test him, then Jongdae would be so bold to give his own mind or his thoughts about Yixing.   Just before he left to get ready for work that night, and Yixing managed to pry him out of the bathroom to apologize. There Jongdae took the chance and told him his exact thoughts about his relationship with Nana.   “If you don’t like her, then you should tell her.”   Though those words threw Yixing off for a few seconds, he eventually caught on to there meaning. It wasn’t something he wanted to talk about either. Jongdae could see it as the emotion ran through the others eyes like lightening.   “If you think you can go around insulting me and then saying you were just testing me out, without me extracting my own little revenge then you are sadly mistaken,” Jongdae spoke with all serious. “Though I have nothing to do with your job or you as a person, Nana is my boss and this whole business runs through her. If you mess with her emotions enough, a woman is going to do just what she is good at.”   Yixing just stood quietly, looking at the too serious Jongdae in his face. He didn’t quite know how to respond, but he knew one thing, he didn’t want to think about it at all, nor did he want to talk about it. So he didn’t. He just stayed quiet hoping Jongdae would let it pass.   Jongdae just rolled his eyes at the bland face of Yixing who was not going to give a response whatsoever. He eyed him one more time before walking away, muttering a “Whatever” and  a “Fine then, just ignore me”.   The older boy didn’t try again to talk to him after that, instead enjoying his free relationship with Tao again. At least he didn’t shoot them looks when ever Tao wanted to socialize with Jongdae.   Jongdae let out a sigh, running his fingers through his growing hair. He hadn’t been to the salon in a while, letting his dark hair grow freely around his face. The look was substantially different, giving him a more ‘boy next door’ look. He didn’t know why he didn’t feel like having it cut, he guessed somewhere in his brain he just wanted to look different, even to himself. And now, as he fussed over what shirt to wear with his blazer, he still couldn’t figure out why he cared.   He knew he was meeting Lyn that night, but he honestly didn’t want to think that he had become so vainly attracted to her that he worried over what outfit he wore. But when he finally was trying to decide between ironed slacks or pleated Bermuda shorts, he realized that indeed, he had turned completely vain for Lyn.   “Kris!” the younger male called at the top of his lungs.   Kris came bounding through his bedroom door shortly after with Tao and Yixing on his heels, “What in the world Jongdae? What is wrong?”   Jongdae pouted, “Nothing.”   Kris scoffed and rolled his eyes, “What do you need? Please tell me you didn’t call me in here and gave me a scare just to say nothing.”   “I really didn’t need anything. It’s just nice knowing I have someone to call if I need help,” he said seriously, causing Kris to get a proud look to run across his features.   “Yeah, anytime,” Kris muttered with a small smile.   “When did you two become so extra chummy?” Tao interrupted letting his presence become known.   Jongdae shot Tao a hard look, “I don’t recall calling your name. You can leave.”   “Why so mean?” Tao whined.     ~~~~~~~~~~     Luhan was on cloud nine as he stuffed puff balls into Xiumin’s mouth two at a time, “Eat up my little bun! We have to fatten you up!”   Xiumin eagerly bit at Luhan’s fingers wanting every last bit of food he could have since he wasn't under obligation to keep losing weight. They were out celebrating as Luhan called it. When Xiumin had gotten home that night, he immediately went and told Luhan the news who cheered until his voice went hoarse. He was so thankful that Xiumin problems were solved by the Lunch Lady that he didn’t know what to do.    This was the first thing that came to his mind.   Feed his friend until he gained back all the weight he lost. Xiumin was just as eager at the preposition than Luhan was.   “Even though it seems you will be leaving before me, you still have to keep in touch ok? I will come and have lunch with you everyday, yeah?” Luhan ranted off.   “Of course I will keep in touch! Who do you think I am? I can’t just leave you to your own devices!” Xiumin fussed through a mouth full of dough and caramel.   Luhan ruffled the oldest hair, smiling calmly, “Why do you think