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Chapter Five:

~Donghae’s POV~

“This way hyung!” Sang grabbed my wrist and we raced towards a tailor shop.

“Max! You here?” he yelled in English.

“Ne! Who is-,“ a man walked out dressed in those fancy clothes you see all the time. Dress pants, white shirt and a vest.

“Sang!” Sang ran and jumped into Max’s open arms. Max swung him in a circle. Well this is awkward.

“Why didn’t you tell me you moved?” Max punched Sang’s shoulder playfully.

“Because you weren’t listening to me that day when you were doing a fitting for someone.” Sang pushed him.

They laughed until Max saw me and whispered to Sang.

“Aish, stop whispering hyung. This is Max, my tailor.”

Sang hopped next to me. He squinted at me and looked pretty confused. He slid my sunglasses down slightly and gasped. “You’re not Sungmin hyung.” We stared at each other a while when we both busted out laughing.

“Yah! It isn’t funny!” Sang slapped my arm. I can’t believe he actually pulled Sungmin.

Max smiled and walked up to us. “Annyeong. And you are?”

“Annyeong,” I bowed. “I’m Don-,“ I didn’t finish when Sang elbowed me in the stomach.

“What was that for?” I wheezed. But I stood straight anyways.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Don.” Max extended his hand. I shook his hand. I glared at Sang but he wasn’t looking.

“So what can I do for you?” Max went around the counter and took out a notepad.

“Okay so I need a formal suit for the Music Awards.”

“Mmm. You got the hookup didn’t you?” Max wiggled his eyebrows. I felt a little uncomfortable since I never saw a gay man before. Well…at I least I think he is.

“What color will it be?”

“Umm-“

“Yah! You can’t just run away like that dongsaeng!” Sungmin came in with a breathless Leeteuk and Eunhyuk.

“But I thought it was you who I pulled. Honest hyung!” Sang pouted. Sungmin stuck his tongue at him.

“I won’t ever forget this.”

“We were looking everywhere for you.” Eunhyuk came up behind me.

I laughed. I looked back to see Sang and Sungmin wrestling on the floor. Oh geez. Don’t tell me we have to pay for damages.

“Yah! Get up you two!” Max ran towards the wrestling kids and pulled them apart.

“If you break anything I’m going to pop one on you.”

“Oh yeah? Try it boy.” Sang stuck his tongue at Max.

“I would but then it’d be child abuse.”

“Child abuse?!” Sand cried. “Do I look like a child to you guys?” Sang asked us.

“Um…well you aren’t an adult either…” Leeteuk started.

“Hmph. Thank you so much for your support hyung.”

“Anyways, I have work to do actually. So if you don’t need anything then you can leave kiddo.” Max ruffled Sang’s hair.

“Aish, I just need a tailored suit please.”

“And it’ll be pink by the way.” Sungmin jumped up.

“Why?”

“So you can match with your hyung.” Sungmin jumped onto Sang’s back.

“Hmm…well I’ll see what I can do for you. Do you want it delivered or will you pick it up?”

“I’ll pick it up.”

“When are the Music Awards?”

“This Saturday.”

“Okay, well that’ll be about $153.76.”

“Why do you have to be so whatever hyung?” Sang whined.

“You can’t ever calm the Aegyo King!” Leeteuk lunged to cover his mouth but his hood flew back in the process. Aish, I feel bad about this. Suddenly my sunglasses were pulled off.

I turned and saw Sang smirking with Eunhyuk’s glasses also.

“Give that back dongsaeng!” Eunhyuk yelled.

“Uh..guys?” Leeteuk glanced back to see a group of fangirls rushing towards us.

“Have fun.” Sang smiled and went to sit at the benches.

“Can I have a picture oppa?”

“No me oppa!”

“-autograph.”

“-cture.”

“Can you sign-“

“No take a picture with me op-“

One after another they crowded up to us and asked for everything. I think one girl had me sign her chest…

“Yah! Dongsaeng!” I called.

He giggled nonstop and fell off his seat. He choked a little but got up and came over to us. He nudged his way through the girls. I thought he was going to pull me out but instead ped my sweater and tore it off.

He placed two fingers in his mouth and whistled. “I GOT DONGHAE’S SWEATER!” he yelled.

“I WANT THAT!”

“NO IT’S GONNA BE MINE!” All of them ran off towards Sang but right at the last minute he threw it off the balcony. The sweater landed next to a little girl.

“I’LL GET IT FIRST!”

“NOT IF I GET THERE FIRST!” I sighed and fell back. Fans these days are out of control.

Eunhyuk came over and leaned against my back. “And I thought Kyuhyun was the Evil Maknae.” He grumbled.

Sang skipped back to us. “So…who wants ice cream?”

“What? You almost got us attacked by fans and you want ice cream?” I glared at him. “You’re so random.”

“Well who cares? I want ice cream as long as he’s buying.” Sungmin shot up next to Sang.

“Hmm, wasn’t it your fault they came because you yelled out ‘I’m the Aegyo King!’?”

“But then again, Leeteuk knocked his hood off,” Sang started.

“Because he was trying to keep Sungmin’s mouth shut.” Eunhyuk said.

“But…” he couldn’t make a comeback and just stuck his tongue out.

“C’mon hyung. Let’s go get some ice cream!” Sang and Sungmin bounced away, with Leeteuk in between, towards the food court.

Well…since we’re at the mall, we might as well go shop.

~Leeteuk’s POV~

So I ended up paying for both of their ice creams. They act exactly like 12 year olds. I sat back as they giggled and stole each other’s treat. I glanced at my watch and saw it was already 4.

“When’s your suit done?” I asked Sang.

“Oh yeah! Almost forgot,” he laughed. “I’ll go pick it up and you guys go to the car.” He handed me his keys.

“Don’t get caught again hyungs.” He laughed as Sungmin tried to kick him.

I watch as Sungmin ate his ice cream. He looked so innocent like a child. I wonder

Chapter Five:

~Donghae’s POV~

“This way hyung!” Sang grabbed my wrist and we raced towards a tailor shop.

“Max! You here?” he yelled in English.

“Ne! Who is-,“ a man walked out dressed in those fancy clothes you see all the time. Dress pants, white shirt and a vest.

“Sang!” Sang ran and jumped into Max’s open arms. Max swung him in a circle. Well this is awkward.

“Why didn’t you tell me you moved?” Max punched Sang’s shoulder playfully.

“Because you weren’t listening to me that day when you were doing a fitting for someone.” Sang pushed him.

They laughed until Max saw me and whispered to Sang.

“Aish, stop whispering hyung. This is Max, my tailor.”

Sang hopped next to me. He squinted at me and looked pretty confused. He slid my sunglasses down slightly and gasped. “You’re not Sungmin hyung.” We stared at each other a while when we both busted out laughing.

“Yah! It isn’t funny!” Sang slapped my arm. I can’t believe he actually pulled Sungmin.

Max smiled and walked up to us. “Annyeong. And you are?”

“Annyeong,” I bowed. “I’m Don-,“ I didn’t finish when Sang elbowed me in the stomach.

“What was that for?” I wheezed. But I stood straight anyways.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Don.” Max extended his hand. I shook his hand. I glared at Sang but he wasn’t looking.

“So what can I do for you?” Max went around the counter and took out a notepad.

“Okay so I need a formal suit for the Music Awards.”

“Mmm. You got the hookup didn’t you?” Max wiggled his eyebrows. I felt a little uncomfortable since I never saw a gay man before. Well…at I least I think he is.

“What color will it be?”

“Umm-“

“Yah! You can’t just run away like that dongsaeng!” Sungmin came in with a breathless Leeteuk and Eunhyuk.

“But I thought it was you who I pulled. Honest hyung!” Sang pouted. Sungmin stuck his tongue at him.

“I won’t ever forget this.”

“We were looking everywhere for you.” Eunhyuk came up behind me.

I laughed. I looked back to see Sang and Sungmin wrestling on the floor. Oh geez. Don’t tell me we have to pay for damages.

“Yah! Get up you two!” Max ran towards the wrestling kids and pulled them apart.

“If you break anything I’m going to pop one on you.”

“Oh yeah? Try it boy.” Sang stuck his tongue at Max.

“I would but then it’d be child abuse.”

“Child abuse?!” Sand cried. “Do I look like a child to you guys?” Sang asked us.

“Um…well you aren’t an adult either…” Leeteuk started.

“Hmph. Thank you so much for your support hyung.”

“Anyways, I have work to do actually. So if you don’t need anything then you can leave kiddo.” Max ruffled Sang’s hair.

“Aish, I just need a tailored suit please.”

“And it’ll be pink by the way.” Sungmin jumped up.

“Why?”

“So you can match with your hyung.” Sungmin jumped onto Sang’s back.

“Hmm…well I’ll see what I can do for you. Do you want it delivered or will you pick it up?”

“I’ll pick it up.”

“When are the Music Awards?”

“This Saturday.”

“Okay, well that’ll be about $153.76.”

“Why do you have to be so whatever hyung?” Sang whined.

“You can’t ever calm the Aegyo King!” Leeteuk lunged to cover his mouth but his hood flew back in the process. Aish, I feel bad about this. Suddenly my sunglasses were pulled off.

I turned and saw Sang smirking with Eunhyuk’s glasses also.

“Give that back dongsaeng!” Eunhyuk yelled.

“Uh..guys?” Leeteuk glanced back to see a group of fangirls rushing towards us.

“Have fun.” Sang smiled and went to sit at the benches.

“Can I have a picture oppa?”

“No me oppa!”

“-autograph.”

“-cture.”

“Can you sign-“

“No take a picture with me op-“

One after another they crowded up to us and asked for everything. I think one girl had me sign her chest…

“Yah! Dongsaeng!” I called.

He giggled nonstop and fell off his seat. He choked a little but got up and came over to us. He nudged his way through the girls. I thought he was going to pull me out but instead ped my sweater and tore it off.

He placed two fingers in his mouth and whistled. “I GOT DONGHAE’S SWEATER!” he yelled.

“I WANT THAT!”

“NO IT’S GONNA BE MINE!” All of them ran off towards Sang but right at the last minute he threw it off the balcony. The sweater landed next to a little girl.

“I’LL GET IT FIRST!”

“NOT IF I GET THERE FIRST!” I sighed and fell back. Fans these days are out of control.

Eunhyuk came over and leaned against my back. “And I thought Kyuhyun was the Evil Maknae.” He grumbled.

Sang skipped back to us. “So…who wants ice cream?”

“What? You almost got us attacked by fans and you want ice cream?” I glared at him. “You’re so random.”

“Well who cares? I want ice cream as long as he’s buying.” Sungmin shot up next to Sang.

“Hmm, wasn’t it your fault they came because you yelled out ‘I’m the Aegyo King!’?”

“But then again, Leeteuk knocked his hood off,” Sang started.

“Because he was trying to keep Sungmin’s mouth shut.” Eunhyuk said.

“But…” he couldn’t make a comeback and just stuck his tongue out.

“C’mon hyung. Let’s go get some ice cream!” Sang and Sungmin bounced away, with Leeteuk in between, towards the food court.

Well…since we’re at the mall, we might as well go shop.

~Leeteuk’s POV~

So I ended up paying for both of their ice creams. They act exactly like 12 year olds. I sat back as they giggled and stole each other’s treat. I glanced at my watch and saw it was already 4.

“When’s your suit done?” I asked Sang.

“Oh yeah! Almost forgot,” he laughed. “I’ll go pick it up and you guys go to the car.” He handed me his keys.

“Don’t get caught again hyungs.” He laughed as Sungmin tried to kick him.

I watch as Sungmin ate his ice cream. He looked so innocent like a child. I wonder if he ever did go through puberty. I laughed at the thought and Sungmin raised his eyebrow.

He glanced behind me and he turned to see if anyone was around and he suddenly asked me something I didn’t expect from him.

“Hyung, am I gay?”

 if he ever did go through puberty. I laughed at the thought and Sungmin raised his eyebrow.

He glanced behind me and he turned to see if anyone was around and he suddenly asked me something I didn’t expect from him.

“Hyung, am I gay?”