So I don't get into trouble for not marking this chapter as rated M. WARNING: I dropped an F bomb. Just one. =___=''

“This kid didn’t really have much of his own… did he?” Himchan asked as he helped Daehyun load the last of Youngjae’s stuff into the back of the van. For someone who was living on his own, Himchan was surprised at the fact that Youngjae barely had enough stuff to fill even three duffle bags, and most of it had merely been clothes.

Not that he and Daehyun had went snooping around Youngjae’s stuff, despite their promise, to find at least something personal on the newest member of their group. Aside from Youngjae’s knife, that Daehyun had refused to tell anyone where he had hid it, they didn’t even find any other sort of weapons hidden among Youngjae’s things.

Daehyun shrugged lightly, “Iunno, Himchan hyung. He’s different, I can tell you that much.” He looked over at Himchan.

“Let’s hope so, Daehyun… We can’t have a repeat of last time.”

With Himchan’s driving, it had only taken the two about twenty minutes to get back to their secret hideout and park the van back within the safety of the walls. Unlocking the padlocked fence that separated the exit from the rest of the building, Himchan let Daehyun go in first with two of the duffle bags before Himchan grabbed the last one and followed the younger, locking the fence once more behind him.

“It’s a bit quite-“

Before Himchan could even finish his sentence, a scream echoed from the main building and both Daehyun and Himchan dropped what they were carrying, running towards the sound with fear accelerating their heart beats.

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”

“, not again!” Himchan said desperately as the door in front of them was thrown open and Zelo came running out, running right past them and sliding to duck behind Daehyun, gripping the older male’s shirt as he panted for breath in what Himchan and Daehyun could only take as fear.

The next occupant came flying out after him, curses flying from his mouth only to skid to a sudden halt as he was forced to stare down the eyesight of a gun, aimed right at his face. Instantly, his floured hands went up as his face paled, the smile that had been on his face despite the curses he had been shouting fell almost immediately. “H… Hyung…” Youngjae stuttered, faltering beneath the intense gaze that was locked on his own.

“Channie hyung! Don’t point that at Jae hyung!” Zelo cried, pushing Himchan’s gun down to the floor.

Himchan pinched the bridge of his nose, “You guys… You can’t do that!” he scolded, shaking his head as Youngjae immediately turned his gaze to his feet, Zelo, however, stood his ground in front of Himchan and Daehyun with Youngjae behind him.

“Zelo-ah! I thought you were… and the scream… then Youngjae… and… ulgh…”

“A…Actually… Uh…  T… That was me.” Youngjae admitted, glancing up at Himchan before looking away quickly, unable to get the image of the black haired male ready to blow his brains onto the wall out of his head.

“Youngjae! Stop chasing after Zelo! I’ll get him later for throwing that flour—it’s almost time to—oh.” Jongup leaned out of the doorway, surprised to see Himchan and Daehyun standing there, guns drawn and aimed at the floor with Zelo standing protectively between Himchan and Youngjae.

Youngjae tried to keep his hands from shaking as the tension in the air felt like it was the air out of his lungs.

And just like that, it was broken as Himchan put away his gun and Zelo, “Zelo! What have I told you about throwing flour around, it is not snow!”

Zelo grinned, “But look! I made Jae and Jonguppie hyung blonder!” He said, pointing to Youngjae’s white powdered hair before going over and dragging Jongup farther into the hallway to show off his floured masterpieces.

“And why exactly were you guys playing in the flour?” Himchan asked, tapping his foot as he looked between the three boys.

“Well, you see, Channie hyung-“

“What had happened was-“

“Zelo had said that-“

“Jae hyung! Don’t blame this on me!”

“He’s being truthful, Zelo!”

“Not you too, Jongup hyung!!”

‘DING’

And just like that, the three boys quite their bickering and fought to get back into the kitchen through the narrow doorway, “Quickly, before it burns!”

“It won’t burn that fast, Zelo!” Youngjae said, grabbing the oven mitts and pulling the cake out of the oven as Zelo and Jongup cleared a spot on the counter for it to go. He set it down, trying his best not to look in Himchan and Daehyun’s direction as he turned to turn back off the oven.

“I’m going to go tell Yonggukkie hyung that we made cake!” Zelo said excitedly, grabbing Jongup’s hand and pulling him along, “C’mon Uppie hyung~” As soon as the two youngest members left, Himchan let out a heavy sigh, mumbling something along the line of ‘going back to get the bags’ and giving Daehyun a look that clearly read that the other male was to stay in the kitchen with Youngjae while he left.

The silence in the air grew awkward almost immediately as Youngjae absent mindedly began to clean up the mess that they, meaning mostly Zelo, had made in the kitchen.

“Hey… Youngjae?”

Youngjae looked up at the sound of his name, noticing how Daehyun refused to look over at him and meet his gaze, “Yes?” he asked, going back to cleaning.

Daehyun cleared his throat awkwardly, moving over and helping Youngjae to clean up as he spoke, “Sorry about... You know, me and Channie hyung freaking out like that… Just…”

“It’s probably my fault… I used the words ‘I’m going to kill you’… If that isn’t asking for a gun to be pulled out, then, I don’t know what else would warrant that sort of reaction.” Youngjae attempted a smile, looking over at Daehyun before quickly going back to cleaning up the mess.  He couldn’t help but jump when a hand touched his shoulder, given the fact that Daehyun was within his line of sight so Youngjae knew it hadn’t been him.

“C’mon, you’re leaving a trail of flour everywhere, I’ll make Jongup and Zelo come finish cleaning up… You need to go take a shower.”

Youngjae nodded just a little, staring down at his feet as he followed Himchan from the kitchen. Once they were alone together in the hallway with enough distance between themselves and the kitchen, Himchan spoke up, “Look, Youngjae, I probably should have asked questions before I pulled out my gun, but, you have to be careful with how you word things from now on, okay?” Himchan couldn’t help but smile as Youngjae nodded, keeping his gaze down. “Aish… I can’t stay mad at you, why is that?” He asked, ruffling Youngjae’s hair before frowning in displeasure at the white cloud of flour that fluffed up from the others hair. He laughed a little before opening the door to Youngjae’s room, “There should be towels already in the bathroom, and I brought in your bags just a bit ago…”

Youngjae couldn’t help but smile a bit at the elder, “Thanks, Himchan hyung…” he said before heading towards the bathroom.

Youngjae wasn’t sure how long he had been in the shower, his frustration growing as the flour only continued to clump up within his hair, making it difficult to rinse out. The shower curtain blew inwards as the pressure in the room changed, meaning only one thing. Someone had opened one of the bathroom doors. “Y… yah! I’m still showering in here!!” he called quickly, trying to cover up despite the fact that the shower curtain still stood in place between him and whoever had come in the room.

“Yeah yeah, It’s kind of obvious, Youngjae… I’ll cover my eyes if that makes you feel better.”

“Not really hyung…” Youngjae admitted, “What is it that you needed?”

“Well, I’ve just come to warn you that if you don’t hurry up and get out of the shower, Daehyun is going to join you in there so that he can hug you.”

“W-What?!”

“He found the cheese cake you made… he’s already eaten half of it.”

“But it was for after dinner!” Youngjae replied back, trying to get back to rising out his hair despite the awkwardness of having Himchan in the bathroom with him.

“Well, Youngjae… Not many things can come between Daehyun and cheese cake… and a simple thing as you being in the shower will not stop him from thanking you either.”

Youngjae let out a groan of frustration, “Just… tell him I’ll be out in a minute… and Hyung? Lock the doors behind you… Just in case, okay?”

Himchan’s laughter bounced off the tiled walls as the elder left the bathroom, agreeing to lock the doors as Youngjae hurried to wash the remaining flour from his hair before the apparent cheese cake loving gangster really went through with the affectionate thank you.

Here is chapter 10... a bit more fluff, but... Action is planned for next chapter. owo'' I think now that I have the foundation for each character layed out and a general plot plan written up (I'm actually blocking out my chapters, and, omo, i never realized how much... easier it made fic writting), I am getting the ball moving now. ;)

Hope you guys are enjoying the ride thus far! Please, if you have the time, drop me a comment letting me know what you think (i reply to all of them ;) even if your comment just reads 'update soon'), and if you really are liking the story.... could i possibly ask of you to press the little grey arrow and upvote my story?

Cuddles,

Lynn