The first time Kim Mingyu realized he was in love, there were no fireworks, or church bells ringing, or birds singing. Instead, those three precious words merely popped up as he was having a conversation with a certain person who loved to smile and laugh and mercilessly.

"I love you."

He didn't say this out loud of course, because he knew that if he did, he would have probably scared his hyung away. He didn't even question his feelings, because nothing he had ever felt before felt this right as if the angels themselves meant for this to happen. As he gazed at Jeon Wonwoo, who was talking animatedly about the latest news he had heard, Mingyu couldn't help but think that everything about the older man was perfect.

"Gyu, did you hear what I just said?"

Belatedly, Mingyu realized that Wonwoo had noticed his zoning out. He smiled sheepishly and apologized, "Sorry, hyung. I was out for a minute there."

Wonwoo frowned and placed a hand against Mingyu's forehead. "Are you feeling sick, Gyu?"

The Tall boy couldn't help but feel warmth creeping up his heart as he saw the worry in Wonwoo's eyes. He grinned and pinched the other's cheek lightly. "I'm fine, hyung."

Wonwoo nodded after being satisfied that his dongsaeng was not suffering from a fever, and continued his story. This time, Mingyu listened attentively; hanging on the other's every word.

Mingyu was staring at Soonyoung and Chan as the two were teasing and laughing at each other. It was common knowledge among all of the members that the two were more than just friends, and all of them had accepted the relationship wholeheartedly. After all, they were not the first couple to form between the members. He sighed pensively and buried his face into his hands, confused about what to do.

To confess or not to confess?

He glanced up once he realized that Chan was now standing in front of him, a knowing smirk on his face.

"Channi?"

The younger boy sat beside him and smirked wider.

Mingyu could feel something suspicious behind his dongsaeng's uncharacteristic smirk because really, Chan did not smirk. Ever. Mingyu had known him to be someone who smiled, not smirked. The one who did the smirking was Hansol ._. He shivered inwardly. "Where's Soonyoung-hyung?"

Chan pointed his chin towards the door. "Seokmin-hyung called him to talk."

Mingyu nodded in understanding. "Okay. Is there something you need from me Chan?"

Just as fast as it had appeared, the smirk vanished from the other man's face and was replaced with an understanding smile. When Chan spoke, his voice was just loud enough for Mingyu to hear him and sounded much wiser than his years.

"Just tell him, Mingyu-Hyung, everything will be alright. I promise."

Mingyu was about to deny everything and feign innocence when Chan slung an arm around his shoulders. "He likes you too, you know. So why don't you just confess your undying love and be done with it?"

With that, Chan stood up, flashed his grin and walked away. Leaving a dumbfounded Mingyu behind, gaping at him and his words.

The Tall boy spent the next few days thinking about his dongsaeng's words. Dozens of questions rushed through his mind, making him unable to concentrate on anything for almost two whole days. Frustrated, he decided to corner Chan. When he succeeded in doing so, he faced Chan with determined eyes and demanded an explanation.

Chan blinked at the semi-furious man in front of him and uttered a puzzled, "Huh?"

Mingyu sighed in exasperation. "Chan, two days ago you told me he likes me too. But who exactly is this 'he'?"

At once, Chan's expression changed into one of understanding and he smiled. "You know who, Hyung."

"I just want reconfirmation, Chan. I need to be sure."

The dancer's smile got wider. "Wonwoo-hyung, of course."

Mingyu didn't know if he should jump, cry or shout for joy. "A-Are you absolutely sure, Chan?"

Chan laughed and winked at Mingyu. "Of course, Mingyu-Hyung. You're all he ever talks about after all. Go figure."

Because of his dongsaeng's eye-opening revelation, Mingyu started to notice things he had never really noticed before. Like how Wonwoo's eyes would wander over to him when the older boy thought he wasn't looking or how Wonwoo's face would heat up noticeably when anyone from the members would comment that he and Mingyu were really compatible.

These kinds of things made him wonder how long Wonwoo had hid his admiration—and also made Mingyu want to kick himself for not noticing it any sooner.

But now that he was sure that Wonwoo really did harbor feelings for him, Mingyu started planning on how to confess.

The dorm was in complete chaos as Seungcheol hurried from one room to another, all the while giving reminders and helping all his dongsaengs in preparing for the broadcast.

"Alright, guys, come on. We need to go."

One by one, the members emerged from their respective bedrooms and marched downstairs towards the waiting cars.

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With deep breaths and a loud "LIKE 17!" Seventeen tv broadcast started.

Throughout the Broadcast, Mingyu found himself drawn towards Wonwoo. Suddenly an idea popped inside his head. Before he could change his mind, he bring wonwoo to the front of the main cam and said "I love you, Jeon Wonwoo!"

Wonwoo was staring at him, wide eyed and slack jawed, disbelief etched upon his delicate features. Mingyu wanted nothing more than to approach the shorter man and assure him that he meant every word of his last statement, but unfortunately for the both of them, the show must go on.

Half an hour, the broadcast finally ended. When they got to the dorm, Mingyu approached Wonwoo determinedly and grasped the other's wrist gently. "Hyung, can we talk?"

Wonwoo gazed at him for a while before smiling a little unsurely. "Sure, Gyu."

He led them to the balcony and for a while no one spoke. Mingyu took a deep breath, thinking that it was now or never and faced Wonwoo.

"Hyung, about earlier—"

Wonwoo didn't let him finish as he waved a hand. "Don't worry about it, Gyu. You really made the Fans. happy with those words, you know. But I really shouldn't have just stood there, saying nothing. I should have said something to—"

The rest of Wonwoo's words were drowned when Mingyu pulled him close and buried his face into the crook of his neck. "I love you, hyung."

Wonwoo laughed a little nervously, before putting his arms around Mingyu. "What are you saying, Gyu?"

"I love you, hyung."

"Gyu, don't joke around okay? There are no cameras here after—"

He stopped short when Mingyu faced him with an almost-angry-but-not-quite stare. Slowly and clearly, Mingyu repeated his last statement, making sure that his hyung would understand what he wanted to convey.

"I. Love. You. Jeon. Wonwoo."

Wonwoo had tears in his eyes when he realized that the Taller boy was dead serious. "A-Are you…s-sure?"

Mingyu grinned. "I've never been as sure as I am now about anything ever before."

No words were needed as Wonwoo launched himself towards the younger man, latching onto his waist and crying softly. Mingyu smiled and rubbed circles on the other's back, happy that he was able to do his mission successfully.

"Hyung…?"

Wonwoo sniffed before lifting his head to look at him. "Hmm?"

Mingyu smiled a little sheepishly. "Aren't you supposed to say you lo—"

"I love you too, Kim Mingyu."

Not one of the billions of shining stars that night could rival the aura of happiness shining from the two friends, lovers, soul mates standing on the balcony that night.

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So how was that? I hope you all like it :D