“Why on earth are you so clingy?” SungYeol exclaimed in frustration and pushed MyungSoo away, as other had back-hugged the taller one.

“Clingy?” MyungSoo looked at SungYeol, his eyes wide.

“Yes. You hug everyone all the time and especially me! What gives!” SungYeol said sounding quite displeases.

“Sorry.” MyungSoo murmured and lowered his gaze to the floor. He murmured something else, that SungYeol didn’t quite get and went away, not raising his and that’s why running in to WooHyun.

“What did you do to him?” the later asked, first following MyungSoo with his gaze and then looking at SungYeol.

“I just asked why he is so clingy.” SungYeol said with a frown, as he felt WooHyun judging his actions.

“MyungSoo likes skinship.” WooHyun said with a small shrug, trying to be a bit playful with his reply, yet the feeling of being judged did not leave SungYeol.

“But why he clings to me the most?” the taller one asked and received a death glare from WooHyun.

“Because you’re an idiot.” He said and walked away, looking almost as upset as MyungSoo.

“What did I say wrong again…” SungYeol said with a small pout. He just wanted to know why and why exactly him.

A week passed and all that time MyungSoo had avoided SungYeol, not only in terms of skinship but in general, and that was a hard thing to do in the small dorm of theirs. And that really hurt SungYeol.

He understood that he had put his question toward MyungSoo wrongly. He had sounded like he didn’t like what other was doing, all though he actually liked it a lot. And now, after a week of avoiding from MyungSoo, it hurt more than SungYeol could imagine it could hurt.

“Hyung…” SungYeol sat next to WooHyun, who was sitting in the living room and looking at something in his phone. “Why am I an idiot?”

WooHyun sighed and put his phone away. “Do you really don’t know why MyungSoo hugs… well, hugged you the most?” he turned to SungYeol who shook his head. “Because he likes you.” SungYeol’s eyes went big from shock. “He’s shy and well, he’s a guy and you’re a guy and that makes him even shyer and well, he just shows his affection somehow. I think his way was cute and you shouldn’t have yelled at him.” WooHyun said.

“I didn’t yell.” SungYeol muttered.

“You haven’t heard yourself when you’re annoyed.” WooHyun said and stood up. “DongWoo is at home today, so you can go and at least talk to MyungSoo. Even just as a friend, because he’s hurting, you know.” He continued with a sad smile and left to his and SungGyu’s room.

SungYeol remained sitting on the floor and pulled his knees to his chest.

MyungSoo liked him… but how did he fell toward MyungSoo?

The nighttime came quickly and soon everyone went to their rooms to get some sleep before a day full of practice, only SungYeol couldn’t fall asleep.

Maybe WooHyun was right and he had to go and talk to MyungSoo while he had a chance?
Yes, that was what he had to do!
He got out of his bed, left his Hoya’s and SungJong’s room and paused at the door of MyungSoo’s and DongWoo’s room.

There was still light there, so he knocked.

“MyungSoo?” he asked after hearing rustling in the room. The light suddenly went off and silence fell upon the dorm.

SungYeol quietly opened the door of the room which was now dark and closed it behind him.

Even in the dark, he could see MyungSoo’s form as if sleeping.

“I know you are awake.” He said with a sigh.

He had a plan, had being the key word, as he wasn’t ready to being ignored. He needed a back-up plan and only one thing came to his mind.

Carefully, he lied next to MyungSoo and wrapped his long arm around others middle, feeling how younger ones breath hitches a little.

“WooHyun told me… that you…” SungYeol said softly, yet MyungSoo tensed. “I’m sorry I yelled. I just wanted to know why.” He continued, but MyungSoo still didn’t relax in his hold. “I thought… and realized that all this week I really missed you clinging on me.” MyungSoo relaxed a little and SungYeol let out a small sigh of relief. “And, I think, that I kind of like you too.” He said and MyungSoo finally moved, turning around to face SungYeol.

“Are you lying?” MyungSoo asked, looking straight in SungYeol’s eyes. Even in dark SungYeol could feel others mesmerizing gaze on him.

“No.” SungYeol shook his head and wrapped his other arm around MyungSoo as well, pulling him in an embrace, to which the later responded right away, wrapping his arms around SungYeol.

“Never stop clinging to me again.” SungYeol and felt a little not from MyungSoo.

WooHyun was right – he was an idiot, for not noticing things faster, as holding MyungSoo and being held was something no words could describe.