It was already evening, but the other were not home yet. You and Changjo were watching a drama show on tv. 

Changjo, who had plasters and bandages sticked on him everywhere was throwing a tantrum. "Heeyoung.. Im starving." He whined. You looked at the time. It was already 7pm and you had to admit, you yourself was hungry too. You were helping Changjo to attend to his wounds just now so you haven't had the time to have lunch.

"They'll be back soon." You told him. "I hope they bought dinner."

Changjo pouted and his attention returned back to the tv. You glanced at him and sighed. "Changjo, Im sorry." You apologized.

Changjo stared at you, curious by your sudden apology. "Mmm? What for?"

You looked at his injuries. He followed your gaze and checked out his own injuries. "It's not as bad as it looks." He assured, smiling. Still, you struggled to keep your tears from falling. "Im sorry." You whispered.

It wasn't the first time Changjo got hurt, but everytime you look at how hard he tried to endure the pain when actually it was hurting like crazy, you felt like as if you were sharing the pain with him too.  "Heeyoung," Changjo mumbled when he saw that your eyes grew wetter by each second. "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't asked you to buy lunch just now." You looked down at the floor guiltily. "See what happened to you now."

"What?" Changjo gasped. "Then let you be the one who will get hurt instead? Heeyoung, you know neither me nor hyungs will let you get hurt. And trust me, my injuries doesn't hurt as much as before." He patted your head.

You sighed and wiped your tears away. That was how forgiving the maknae of Teen Top was.

The doorbell rang. You got up and opened the door. Five rowdy boys cheerfully pranced into the living room. "We bought pizza~!" Ricky happily hopped towards the dining table and placed the two flat, square boxes containing pizza, chicken wings and many more food on the table.

"Woah. What the hell happened to you?" C.A.P inquired when he saw Changjo covered in bandages. Everyone turned to look at him. Ashamed, Changjo looked away. 

"Infinite." You softly answered for him.

"Damn." Niel spat. "They did this to you? Next time I see them, I'll make sure I whoop their asses so hard, they won't be able to sit for a month." He swore. Changjo appreciatively smiled back. "It's not that bad, hyung."

"Really?" Chunji asked and lightly poked his side, where one of his injuries were hidden underneath his shirt. "YOW!" Changjo yelped and recoiled back in pain and Chunji apologetically withdrew his hand away. "Sorry!"

"Come and eat." You waved the boys over. You took the kitchen knife and cut the pizzas into 8 equal pieces. You then handed them out to each of them. They gratefully took it and chomped down on it.

"How was school today, Heeyoung?" Chunji casually asked and L.joe took the chance to look at you. You shrugged as you chewed on your pizza. "So-so."

Changjo bitterly glanced at him. "Did you have fun at the arcade without me?" He asked and Chunji guiltily smiled back. "Heh. Sorry about that. But next time if we're going to the arcade, I would rather b