[[to understand more, please read my first story "Song and Key " this is a sequel to that story]]

TaeMin's POV

I pace outside of the practice room.

When the door opens I jump back.

YuNa’s eyes glance up and me and then back down to the ground as she walks away.

I grab her arm. “YuNa.”

She clenches her jaw.

“I need to talk to you.”

She peers at me from under her thick bangs.

“I, uh…” I look around and decide to take her back into the practice room.

“Taemin, what do you want?” she asks squeezing her eyes shut.

I hold her cheek hoping that she’ll look at me.

“I just need to talk to you.”

Her eyes open. “If you want to tell the world about YuHee and Minho, there’s honestly nothing I can do about it.”

I’m taken aback, is that really what she thinks I’m going to do?

“YuNa, I would never do that. Minho is like my brother. I have a heart.”

She looks hurt. “Then why the h - ll did you threaten me with it?”

I think the question over. “I think I said it because I was mad.”

“Mad about what? I didn’t do anything to you.”

I sigh, “I was upset that you and Jonghyun were acting all chummy.”

She burrows her brow. “You were jealous?”

“Not jealous…upset.”

She tilts her head, “over what?”

“You were in the kitchen with Jonghyun and not me,” I say before I can register it in my head.

She pouts. “That’s why you threatened me?!”

I gulp. “I don’t know why I did it. I just kind of did.”

She closes her eyes clenching her teeth.

“I actually don’t know why I do a lot of things to you. I’m sorry.”

She starts to walk away.

“YuNa, I don’t like the thought of you being with someone. It makes me feel awful and I can’t control what I do. Please,” I beg.

She turns around tears streaming down her cheeks.

“I was so upset that I couldn’t sleep, I’ve been dancing more than working trying to burn off this energy and for what? You only acted on impulse?!” she cries.

I feel so helpless. I want to hug her but I can’t bring myself to.

“I’m so sorry. I can’t take it back.”

She wipes her eyes.

“Just except my confession,” I plead.

Her eyes look straight through me. “What?”

“Don’t make me say it again.”

 She looks at me in disbelief. “I don’t understand.”

“I don’t want to see you end up with Jonghyun or Onew. I’m selfish and am impulsive.” I catch her eyes. “I regret threatening you. Something about you just makes me lose my cool.”

She doesn’t move.

“You can hit me or whatever, I’m so sorry.”

I shut my eyes. How could I be so stupid and let myself get so wrapped in something?

I feel pressure around my waist. Opening my eyes, I see that YuNa is embracing me head tucked close to my chest.

“I thought I was going to lose my job,” she whispers. “Lose my friends and destroy my sister’s life in Korea. I thought you hated me.”

I squeeze her. “I can’t express what I feel. I’m so sorry I hurt you.”

YuNa's POV

“So you and Taemin seem to be better,” Minho says sitting down next to me.

I nod, “It was a misunderstanding.”

He smiles, “Taemin was being stupid right?”

I nod again. “He’s good at that.”

Minho laughs. “Don’t take it to heart,” he says and then kisses me on the cheek. “If all else fails, I’ll beat him up.”

“That’s true,” I giggle and look up to see an angry Taemin on the other side of the room.

“You should go talk to him,” Minho whispers to me.

I sigh and stand up.

“What’s wrong?” I ask Taemin.

He pouts. “Come with me,” he says taking my wrist.

I follow him obediently and he shows me to the hallway and then a broom cupboard.

“You shouldn’t let him do that,” he says shutting the door.

“Do what.”

“KISS you so casually! He likes your sister,” he explains.

I snort. “Minho is like my brother. He doesn’t mean anything by it.”

“Still you shouldn’t do such things. Not when you know how I feel.”

“You’re so jealous,” I giggle poking his shoulder.

“Am not.”

I smile. “So I can go and kiss Jonghyun and everything would be okay?”

“No,” he snaps. “I want you to myself.”

He’s acting like a brat, but he’s still cute.

He grabs me by the waist.

“Don’t say things like that,” he says pressing his forehead to mine. “I don’t know how I’ll react.”

My heart starts to race.

“I feel like a monster,” he whispers to me.

My eyelids feel so heavy.

I feel his nose brush past my cheek.

His breath softly touches my mouth.

His fingertips trace the skin behind my ear.

“Jibe Gajima baby~”

I look down at my phone.

He swears.

It’s the same number as before.

“Is it Minho?” he asks and I shake my head.

“I don’t know who it is. They never leave me a message.”

He looks at the number.

“Don’t answer it.”

I pout, “Why?”

“It could be someone just trying to get closer to a SM writer.”

His eyes catch mine.

“Unless you know the number, or it’s an office number…never answer.”

I nod.

He leans in to kiss me.

“Hyung is calling…Taemin, ANSWER YOUR PHONE!”

I look alarmed.

“Are you kidding me?” he takes his phone out of his pocket. “Yeboseyo?”

He rolls his eyes. “Yeah, be there in a second,” he sighs ending his call.

“That’s an interesting ringer,” I laugh.

“Yeah, Onew Hyung made it so that I would answer his calls.”

I try to suppress a stupid grin.

“Hey YuNa?”

I look up at him.

“I don’t think I ever actually apologized for teasing you so much. I’m sorry.”

I half smile. “I guess I understand where it comes from now so it’s okay.”

He smiles and I reach for the door.

“Hold on.”

I turn back to him.

“To insure that I don’t say anything stupid to you,” he says before kissing me lightly on the mouth.

I blink. “What was that about?”

“I thought I told you already, but maybe you forgot. You make a nervous, but your kiss calms me.” He smiles childishly.

I let him leave first and look at my phone.

One message.

I hold the phone to my ear and listen for a voice.

For a moment there’s silence. “You’re so evil,” the voice whispers.

What the h - ll?

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i fell like i'm finally getting somewhere. yay :D

anyways, i hope you'll excuse anything that was too confusing. I'll try to update soon. and if you haven't seen the japanese release of "Replay"....please, do look it up.

thank you subscribers!!!

much love,

meng.