"Do you want to sleep in my room again tonight ?" Jinki asked as Kibum slowly pulled away from the hug after some time.

"Ah.." the younger looked like considering as he stepped backward hesitantly "I guess I want to rest in my room for now." he said, looking down to his own fingers.

"Oh." Jinki responded, staring at the younger's worn-out face and decided that he didn't want to be too pushy for him "Okay." he said in the end.

"Yeah.. Well.." Kibum nodded, somehow awkwardly before he looked up briefly again to the older to mutter "Goodnight,"

Jinki smiled softly,  already opening his arms up for the other to come and parted his lips to say "Good-" when he realized Kibum had already turned around and walked down the hallway, without even sparing a glance to him.

"-night." he continued the last syllable alone, staring at Kibum's back that had almost disappeared from his sight with furrowed eyebrows.

We'll be okay, right ? He asked to no one, sighing soundlessly. Right ?

--

Kibum kept his face straight until he reached his room, until the moment he had turned the knob and stepped in soundlessly, before he pushed his back flat on the inside of the door to shut it and he finally closed his eyes, slowly letting out the breath he'd been holding since the beginning.

Since the moment he saw the face of the guy he was supposed to love, after the big revelation back in the noon, for the first time.

And for the first time too, he found it was hard to breath. There's something that cutting his circulation off and keeping him from finding his air supply, suffocating.

Goodness. He threw his head back to the wood surface behind him, trying to hold everything back in tho it felt like he was forcing to cram in a bag full of trash into an overload bin, threatening to spill.

He bit his lip as he painfully tried to steady the excessive ups and downs from his chest before he decided to gather himself and he pushed his body off the door to walk slowly to his bed.

Kibum took a deep breath as he sat down on the matress, before he decided to take his coat off since it was not helping him with the heat.

Throwing the coat off to hang on the edge of the bed, Kibum was frowning to himself as he found a piece of paper rolled out from the coat' front pocket to the space of the matress beside him.

He was just staring at it for so long before he bit his lip again and took that piece of envelope he stole from Jonghyun to crumple it, slowly reminiscing the journey he'd taken the day earlier.

--

He had made his mind from the first, that The Palace would be the right place to start.

Hearing what Jonghyun said and looking at the evidence he now had in his hand, he had already being convinced to check them out for himself.

Kibum took a deep breath as he slowly turned around to stare at the sleeping guy beside him that morning. Frowning, he just couldn't help but to chew his lips out of anxiety at the sight of the older.

Because truth be told, deep down inside, he was still naively hoping that everything he'd heard that day was a mistake, just so they could get back to their ed-up-world version of peaceful life.

But somehow, he was also not that stupid to say Jonghyun was accusing the older without a base. Because he knew his bestfriend well.

If this was just Jonghyun's way to break him up with Onew, that short guy wouldn't bother to hide it from him.

Jonghyun wouldn't bother to try keeping his heart intact.

Tho he himself was not even sure if his heart had been intact from the start.

Just please let me prove it wrong.. Kibum thought as he furrowed his eyebrows, scrutinizing Onew's well-sculpted face that was still in a deep sleep.

Slowly rolling again on the bed to stare at the ceiling above him for some seconds, Kibum finally decided to crawl out of the matress without a sound, didn't want to wake the other up.

Then he got dressed and prepared himself in silence, before he sent a text for Jiyong to borrow his car because he wasn't sure the leader had woken up at the time for him to ask for permission in person.

And expecting the disturbance that would surely come during his little trip, Kibum decided to turn his phone off before he quickly went out, didn't want the other to catch him red handed when they woke up.

He drove slowly to the heart of the capital where the palace stood, because it was his first time going out without any particular job to do.

Just like Buckingham in England, The Palace of south Korea was one of a year round most popular tourist attraction. So for Kibum's relief, he wouldn't be that suspicious wandering around the site.

He wasn't really sure about the way to investigate, but he was just wishing there's something that would help him getting a clue or two.

After an hour standing still in the outside of the Palace' fence like a lost child, he sighed as he tried to look around. Tho he couldn't catch anything important unless there were quite much foreigners and local visitors as well in his surroundings. Some of them came in a group.

Kibum took a deep breath again, before cursorily thinking to himself. If only there were a tour to enter The Palace, so that he could look for clearer..

"Actually, there is an exclusive guided tour of the Palace for public.. On limited period.. But unfortunately, it is not during this time.."

Kibum raised his eyebrows as he heard the voice, which sounded like answering his question, tho it's actually not.

Then he turned his head to saw the owner of the voice. And it turned out to be a young man who was leading a bunch of people -some elders, some couples, some grown-ups- that were passing by in front of him.

A young palace tour guide ? Kibum tilted his head a bit and frowned. But.. Was it just him or he felt like he had seen that face somewhere else ?

"Is it true that you live in the Palace, Seukhyun-goon ?" an ahjumma raised the question, loud enough for Kibum to hear.

The rest of the group was almost passing him completely by that time that Kibum finally couldn't help but to follow subtly. Just because there's this nagging feeling that told him to do so.

"Ah. Me ?" The boy pointed himself, smiling "Oh no. My mother is working for The Queen, she does stay in the palace for most of the day but we actually live outside, somewhere nearby."

Interesting.. Kibum thought as he fished out a pocket camera from his coat, pretending to capture a picture of The Palace when the group halted to stop in front of the main gate.

"But do you come here often, Seukhyun goon ?" another one asked, pointing to the Palace beside them.

"Inside the Palace? Not really." the boy shook his head "It's really secluded. I only come once inside when The Q.. I mean, My mother needed some help." (Kibum raised his eyebrows in the back) "Other than that, I just came here when i have to be a part-timer tour guide like this."

"Have you ever seen one of our Princes ?" someone raised her hand " We're so curious."

Now this was something he needed to hear.. Kibum thought as he brought his uplifted camera down, pretending to check his photo result tho he was actually focusing to eavesdrop.

"I've just ever met one of them." the boy said, somehow dreamily.

"Really ? Which one ?" the excited questions came.

Kibum narrowed his eyes, waiting.

"Ah. It's a secret." the tour guide answered.

"Ey..."

Kibum pursed his lips.

"Don't you want to also work inside the palace  like your mother, Seukhyun-goon ?"

Kibum had already looked up this time when he saw the boy answered upfront there, smiling "Of course i want to after he get crowned."

"Ooooh. After he get crowned ? Is the one you've met Prince Jinki ?" an ahjumma came into a conclusion.

Kibum's eyes slowly widened as he stared straight to the boy.

"Oh ?" Seukhyun smiled awkwardly this time, realizing his mistake "I.. couldn't say so." he said, half-denying.

Obvious enough. Kibum scoffed soundlessly.

"Now.." the young tour guide said as he glanced to his watch "This is a free session, you can take a picture around or go buy some souvenir on the Palace's souvenir shop on your right. There. Please gather back on the bus in fifteen minutes. We're going to the festival on the town park after."

The group answered with an approval before they started to scatter around, leaving the boy alone. With Kibum, whom he didn't realize on the side.

"Ah. It's so hot." Seukhyun said as he fanned himself with his hand before he fished out a cap from his waist bag and wore it to cover his head.

Then the realization snapped into Kibum all of a sudden, right when the boy spared him a sideway glance from under his cap.

A blur memory of a momentarily jealousy and a glass of gin back in the Skeleton.

Wasn't he the one that sat beside Onew in the bar ?! The boy he saw got so (not really) touchy with Onew that he almost wanted to rip him off ?!

He might be half-tipsy but he was not that drunk enough to forget.

Then.. Kibum paused for a while as he kept his glare at the boy.. If his mother's working for The Queen..

And he was still absentmindedly processing the information inside his head with a scary bulging eyes, when Seukhyun had turned his head back after glancing just for two seconds. Because, huh, he didn't get why that weird (Cuz why did he wear a high-collared coat in this weather ?) man glared at him.

Kibum took a deep breath as he finally realized the boy had started to walk elsewhere, and he decided to follow tho he was not sure what to do after the revelation.

Cause if the one that boy met was Prince Jinki, then it was really.. Onew ? He frowned as he quickened his walking pace to chase the boy.

He had to check whether that lad recognized him or not.

"Hey you." Kibum called in informal language when he saw the boy headed to the parking lot across the Palace area.

And the young man finally stopped dead on his track upon hearing the rude greeting before he slowly turned around and frowned as he saw Kibum behind him "Yeah ?" he asked "Who.. are you ?"

Kibum narrowed his eyes before he raised one of his eyebrows and replied simply "I think you know me."

Seukhyun' frown got deeper as he scrutinized the face of the other male in front of him before finally, he shook his head no.

"With Prince Jinki ?" Kibum finally added out of impatience. "Back in the club ?"

The boy seemed to try digesting the information with a blank stare on Kibum, before he suddenly exclaimed "Oh !" with widening eyes.

"Right." Kibum responded shortly, clenching his jaw.

Seukhyun gulped because he didn't know what to do next -the guy's a Kkangpae, right ?!- before he finally decided to feign innocence.

"Oh !" he exclaimed again, with a slightly different tone this time "I think I don't know you ! Sorry !" he yelled before he quickly bolted to cross the road.

"Ya !" Kibum yelled back, already moving his feet to chase the boy and cross the road but he had to step back as he heard a loud car honk suddenly coming from his right side. He didn't realize the traffic lamp had turned green right after Seukhyun ran away.

. Kibum cursed as he stretched his neck out, trying to catch a glimpse of the lad in behind the cars' traffic.

Unluckily for him, Seukyun had joined another bunch of people -another local tour guides maybe ?- across there that Kibum didn't dare to get him at this point.

Realizing that he was a criminal -and had no wingman at the moment-, and if only that boy had the gut enough to spill out he's a Kkangpae, he would probably be dead before he got to blink.

Kibum gritted his teeth. Decided to get to his car and followed the boy to his' group next destination.

--

It was a women day festival at the town park. And everything was painted and/or decorated with pastel colors.

Kibum felt quite uneasy regarding his surroundings. Because -ahviously- he only could see girls and women at the most. While the boy he was waiting for hadn't been seen around.

He sighed as he wandered rather aimlessly at the park. This place was sure more interesting and attracting and livelier than the Palace earlier. But Kibum was getting more depressed as well, realizing how the simplest thing could made his mind race to Onew.

The mouth-watering smell of those chicken pot pies he saw at the booth earlier. The hand-knitted scarf that he thought would match the color of Onew's eyes.

But for what he buy a scarf for Onew ? Kibum chuckled to himself sarcastically. Would they even make it til winter ?

He sighed again as he tried to look away from the hand-painted couple mugs that were sold in the end of the booth alley, a small part of his heart was still hypocritically hoping Onew was not Lee Jinki.

There was still that stupid feeling begging Kibum to believe on him.

If only..

Kibum shook his head as he lifted his chin to look up and that's when his confusing thoughts suddenly cut off.

That boy was here.

And he wouldn't let him out from his grasp this time.

Kibum walked sneakily im behind the boy, using the Kkangpae's trick he learned not to make sound when he tailed someone, waiting that boy to part ways with his group, that he expected would have another free time to stroll around the festival.

Seukhyun seemed like he was looking for someone, and in the middle of the crowd Kibum was avoiding to make a ruckus.

So he was kinda glad when he found Seukhyun was walking toward a more deserted area of the park.

But where did he head to ? Kibum thought, peeking out from behind a tree.

Then he threw his sight ahead and saw that there's another bunch of people walking toward their way from the end of the path.

So before Seukhyun could ran into another protection and made Kibum lost his chance again, he decided to come out from where he hid and approached the younger.

"Ya !" Kibum yelled again when he was just some steps away in behind the boy.

"Wh-" Seukhyun turned around and immediately widened his eyes in horror as he saw Kibum.

"Don't try to run away again." Kibum threatened, gritting his teeth.

"I.. I really don't know you." Seukhyun stuttered before he turned his body back and dashed ahead his time.

"Ya !" Kibum called out of frustation, he had already walked in speed to chase Seukhyun when he saw the boy was now slipping in behind the bunch of people he saw earlier and that boy seemed to know them.

He was too focusing his sight to catch Seukhyun that he didn't realize he almost bumped into a lady.

The most beautiful lady he had ever seen along his life. He thought absentmindedly after he looked up and being stunned on the spot.

Kibum blinked blankly, didn't know that what he and Seukhyun were doing was causing a little commotion for the people in the crowd in front of him.

"Your majesty.." a tall guy suddenly came out to approach the lady "Is there anything wrong ?"

"No, Minho." she said, glancing to the guy "We just happened to block this energetic young man's path. Let's get back."

"Ye." the tall guy said, before walking back to his position in the middle.

While the lady was turning her head to Kibum again to say "Have a nice evening."  and she offered her warm smile, which only Kibum replied with a stiff nod.

The shock came to him not because he realized he was standing face to face with The Queen of their country.

Or the name Minho was actually quite familiar for him from what he saw in the deleted history chat he had recovered back in purpose.

But because he finally got to see the most absolute answer of truth he was looking for.

Because what he just saw was Onew's smile. Her eyes was Onew's crescent eyes.

--

Kibum decided that he wanted to avoid Jinki after that day. Cause he knew that if he kept seeing Jinki, letting his heart flutter just by the sight of him would not help him at all. He needed time to digest for himself for now.

He already didn't know who or what to believe anymore.

But somehow he also blamed a part of himself and his family for being so ignorant. The fact that Kkangpae had never bother to spare their time to pay attention about how's the country doing in particular making them clueless about so many things.

Because, remembering that revelation day, even just in a glance Kibum could tell that the similarities in between Onew and The Queen were baffling.

What would happen if they got to know it earlier ?

They wouldn't be this foolish.

Kibum sighed as he stirred his cup of coffee that morning, needed some booster for his drowsiness after another sleepless night.

He sneezed a little because the weather was quite cold and he was just wearing a wife beater and a shorts.

It was at the moment when he yawned and lifting his hand to rub his sleepy eyes that he felt a pair of arms suddenly sneaking around his waist.

"Bother to make me another cup ?" Jinki whispered, chin glued to Kibum's shoulder after he gave it a quick kiss.

Kibum frowned, rather upset because he let himself caught unguarded. He was waking up and going out this early om purpose to avoid Jinki. He didn't know the older would bother him even at this time.

So he took a deep breath before he pushed Jinki's hand away from his body.

"I'll make you another one," he said without glancing after releasing himself, wasn't aware of Jinki's hurted face behind him. "Don't suddenly hug me outside here, we can't risk the others to see."

"Okay." Jinki said, almost soundlessly. Didn't get why Kibum being so touchy all of a sudden.

Kibum sighed again as he reached for Jinki's mug. He was absolutely not in a good mood because of his sleepiness, and now Jinki.

"Did i do something wrong ?" Jinki asked when Kibum finally served him the coffee on the kitchen table, with a flat expression Jinki wasn't sure he liked at all.

"No." Kibum said shortly, preparing his own cup to be taken to his room.

"You're not going to drink it here ?" Jinki asked again.

It was his initial plan. "No," Kibum answered "I have some work to do... You may not see me for some time." Obviously lying.

"Oh." Jinki said, realizing the sentence had the underlying message : Do not bother me. "Okay."

"Yeah." Kibum forced a smile to Jinki before he rushed back to his room.

--

"There will be a party tonight at Skeleton." Seungri said as he came out of nowhere to the living room.

Joon blinked his narrowed eyes three times, his cigarette fell out from his agaped mouth right to his toes that he suddenly cringed at his burnt skin.

Amber only rolled her eyes at Joon's antic before she responded to Seungri instead. "What party ?"

Seungri flopped down on the couch, snuck himself in between Changmin and Jinki who unwillingly had to move aside to the edge.

"I don't really know what party it is." Seungri frowned to himself before he sighed and clapped "But a party is a party, guys! Party! Baldie said there will be free foods and drinks and you know... girls." he whistled.

But the response was quite futile, that Seungri had to raise his eyebrow at everyone before he nudged Changmin beside him who seemed not interested at the least. Changmin only mumbled something like, "Food attracts me more than girls." that made the announcer's smile faltered.

Jinki only chuckled at them, enjoying the daily comedy show of this family before his concentration was finally distracted by the sight of Kibum who was suddenly walking into the kitchen.

Gathering another awareness -to be pushed off-, he decided to stand up, leaving the others to continue their discussion about who will sacrify him/herself to drive them when they're going to the club and back home -since that meant the chosen one shouldn't get drunk-.

The younger was busy peeling an apple with a groggy expression when Jinki came to approach him.

"Hey..." Jinki greeted softly, didn't want to startle him like the last time.

Kibum turned slightly -a little surprised to see Jinki was standing beside him so suddenly-, before he raised his eyebrows and gave Jinki a small questioning smile -out of consideration-"Yeah ?"

"Are you okay ?"

The older actually didn't know where to start. There's a lot of things he wanted to ask about but Kibum seemed like he was not in the mood for a long talk. Like he'd always been lately.

"Still working on that.. uh task ?" Jinki asked again, bringing up that only-God-knows-what work the other had told him cursorily before.

Kibum only nodded without turning his head as the answer.

Jinki sighed to himself at his seemingly futile attempt to make the other talk, before he finally decided to ask again "Do you want to join the party tonight?"

"Sure," Kibum answered finally as he bit one slice of his apple "Why not?"

Jinki shrugged, "I thought that.. Maybe I could just accompany you here if you don't feel well and don't want to go."

Now Kibum had no choice other than turning his body fully to the older, "I'm fine, tho." he said, shrugging back.

Jinki only stared at the younger for a while, trying to find out if that answer was really the truth or it's just a way to make Jinki quit questioning him.

The older already opened his mouth to say something else, when Kibum suddenly shoved another slice of the peeled apple into his mouth.

"Just get ready." the younger said as he walked away, leaving the confused Jinki alone.

--

Jinki was the last to arrive at Skeleton with Joon. Because most of them were driving in separated cars and he didn't know that even Kibum had already took off to the club on the first round with Jonghyun. All that he knew was when he was ready to go out, the only person he saw waiting for him in the living room was the smirking Joon.

The others had already been drinking and occupying most of the couches around the bar and the dance floor when he came in.

Seungri really didn't bluff when he said it was a party. There's tons of free foods and drinks. And there were so many y girls with feather masks scattered all over the club -on the floor, the bar, the stage, the poles-.

Joon hurriedly left Jinki's side to rush to the dance floor that just went crazy after a new soul-hypnotizing music remix started to thump so loud.

Jinki only shook his head after seeing Joon had already grinded with one of the masked women on the dance floor after just ten seconds stepping in, while he himself decided to head to one of the couch and flopped down to sit beside Changmin, who was busy talking with Taeyang who was standing on the other side.

On the other couch across them was Jiyong, who looked like a big fat boss with two girls sitting on either of his thighs.

The leader smirked as soon as he looked up to see Jinki.

"Lose yourself, man." Jiyong said to him before he turned his head to the side and started to the earlobe of the girl on his left while his another hand moved skillfully to touch some private area on the girl on his right.

Because Jinki found it rather awkward to stare at the blatant in front of him, he decided to shift his gaze elsewhere, even that meant soon he had to grit his teeth as he finally caught the glimpse of Kibum, who was being too chatty with Jonghyun for his liking.

He really knew well that Kibum was avoiding him, tho he never asked or mentioned it directly to the younger. He just thought maybe Kibum was just not in the mood. But, lately he realized that there was something else Kibum didn't want him to know. And it made him nothing but frustated.

Did Jonghyun tell him anything? Or di-

"Oh !" Jinki suddenly cursed out of the pain that was suddenly attacking his temple.

He looked up to see Joon -the culprit- who just grinned cheekily to him as he himself was busy rubbing the abused spot of his skin where the empty can of beer Joon threw just landed on.

"Wrong target, sorry," Joon said as he sat beside him and automatically cringed as soon as he saw Jiyong was still busy making out with both of those almost women that were all over him now.

"Really," Joon clicked his tounge "Get a room, man."

Jinki only chuckled hearing it.

Then Joon was raising his eyebrows as he turned to Jinki before asking "Don't you get bored here?"

"Huh ?" Jinki frowned.

"Only watching him having 'fun'." Joon gestured his chin to Jiyong.

"Huh." Jinki said again, didn't really get what Joon  meant "But I can't dance." he shrugged, equalling the 'having fun' to 'a dance'.

Then Joon laughed, clapping his hands so loud as if Jinki just said the most ridiculous thing in the world -which perhaps- before he patted the younger's shoulder.

"But who said you should dance?" Joon asked as he tried to supress his laugh "Don't you see there are so many pretty, y even, women around ?"

"And ?" Jinki asked back.

"And you are Onew," Joon emphasized his nickname "You could pick any one of these girls and she will willingly dance for you, man !"

Jinki was frowning for a good five seconds at Joon in disbelief before he scoffed. "I don't-"

"Oh come on !" Joon said, rather frustatingly "You have these wrinkles on you since this morning ! You need to relax, man ! Oh wait-" he paused for a while before he turmed around and he called for a girl who just happened to pass by their couch.

Jinki only raised his eyebrows expectantly as he saw Joon whispered something to the girl's ears and he winked at her.

The girl seemed to understand that she nodded and quickly went elsewhere.

Jinki couldn't tell what the hell did Joon plan. And the older, looking at his confusion, only letting out a little chuckle as he gave him an assuring -or more like a terrifying- smile.

But then Jinki decided to just shrug it off, didn't really want to waste his time to think about anything else other than the fact that Kibum was still keeping a distance with him. And now the younger's shoulder was wrapped so tightly in the toned arms of another man. Jonghyun's.

Jinki clenched his jaw as he felt the urge to rip something off.

But before he could fantasize about another way to rip or tear something -or someone- more further, another masked woman -whose body almost times hotter than the other girls around- came in a counted alluring step to approach them.

Jinki only swept his gaze to the dumbfounded men around him, even Changmin who usually didn't seem to have any interest in girls was whistling.

"Ow! Come here, y." The tall guy clapped as he asked the mysterious woman to come closer.

"She's the best in the club." Joon whispered to him briefly before he suddenly shifted himself aside so that the woman could sit beside Jinki.

Jinki, dumbly, moved aside too so that he lengthened the space in between him and the woman. He eyed Joon with these confused silent questions but the bastard only looked away from him, leaving him in the dark.

But then even Jiyong -who since only-God-knows when had paused those women's face- bothered to look up and shouting something like, 'Oh god take her, man.' to him.

Jinki didn't know where should he take her. What.

But before he could decide what he should do, the woman beside him had turned her head to him to smile sweetly in behind her glamorous mask.

"I'm glad we meet again, handsome." she whispered with a low seductive voice as she leaned impossibly close to him, the strong smell of her sickly sweet perfume made him a little dizzy.

And in the middle of that sudden confusing sensation, he could hear the boys around him were shouting randomly. Something near envy.

Jinki immediately pulled himself away as he shook his head to chase away the overpoweing smell, eyeing the woman.

Had they even met before?

She seemed that she could read Jinki's facial expression that she suddenly giggled and hit his arm in an overfriendly manner "I know you don't remember me. That's.. kinda mean you know," she pouted her bloody red lips, before she shrugged "But it's okay, I'll make you remember."

Then she winked and the next thing Jinki knew was the woman had suddenly moved to straddle him.

Her landed on his lap while her long flawless arms had already dangerously sneaked around his neck, like a trap.

Jinki tried to look away when he realized he was being presented with a cleavage. But then he couldn't help but to bulge his eyes out as he could feel her started to move in a slow circular motion right on the top of his crotch, pressing deeper before she leaned in to attach her lips on his neck and start in his skin.

Needless to say, Jinki was too dumbstruck to move or to do something. He could hear the noise but he couldn't listen.

This woman was blocking everything.

"Dammit Onew ! Just kiss her already!" Taeyang shouted frustratedly seeing the free show before him.

"Strip her here now for all I care !" another harsh request came out.

Jinki was at lost when she started to grind down harder on him, her hips shaking vigorously like a small earthquake.

And that was when he could finally see in between that faceful of wavy long and fragrant hair, -a blur of glaring feline eyes and blonde who was walking away after their eyes met just for two seconds-, then the right thing finally clicked on his mind.

Kibum.

He gathered all of his consciousness as he pushed the woman on his lap away without much thinking, because what the did just happen.

He wasn't aware that he almost made the masked woman fall on the floor on her back, if only she didn't get on her feet herself. But that time, Jinki didn't give a slightest damn.

He needed to get him back.

But the woman suddenly cursed out loud and opened her mask harshly, holding Jinki who was about to run off to chase the angry feline.

"Why the you're being so harsh to a woman!" she said, throwing her mask away as she yanked Jinki to face her.

And so Jinki couldn't help but to turn around and to be taken aback as he finally recognized the figure that was holding him "Y-you?" he widened his eyes.

"Yeah, it's me." She rolled her eyes before she sighed and pushed herself shamelessly close to him again "And now that you've found out it's me.." She tilted her pretty head to the side, before she stretched her other hand out and slowly ran her long finger along Jinki' shirt button line "Should we just get a room to continue ?"

"Hey, Jungah !" Jiyong suddenly called in irritation, protesting "How could you have never even asked me to get us a room ?! I'm the leader of the gang ! What did Onew do to you?" he complained as he muttered something like 'lucky bastard'.

"Just because you're not him." Jungah sneered.

Jinki ping-ponged his gaze in between the arguing parties before he sighed, "I- you- uh no okay..." he sounded frustrated as he pulled his hand from Jungah's grip "I can't do anyhing with you. You better go with Jiyong or whatever-"

And at that point, he dropped anything else off as he quickly took off to chase Kibum.

--

"Key," Jinki called as he quickened his pace to get to Kibum "Key, wait!"

He immediately stretched his arm out to hold the younger's hand when he was right behind him.

Kibum tried to shrug him away but all that Jinki did was only tightening his grip, until his another hand finally came out to help him pinning the younger down on some random car in the parking lot they were at.

Kibum was still struggling to get off without even looking at Jinki, that the older finally snapped "Stop struggling !" he said almost rudely, which finally made the younger rather taken aback and paused moving for a while.

"What the , Onew!" Kibum finally spat out "Let me go."

"No." Jinki said, pinning the younger harder. "Not until you tell me.. What the hell is wrong with you ? I don't get why you're acting this way."

"What's wrong with me?" Kibum scoffed before he finally stared back to Jinki, sharply "Shouldn't I be the one who ask you that?" he asked back.

"What ?" the older frowned.

"Don't what me! Get off of me now!" Kibum almost yelled again as he tried to yank his hand out "Just get back to that woman."

"What woman ?" Jinki asked back before he remembered what Jungah did to him and he frowned to Kibum "Did i look like i enjoy it ?" he asked rhetorically.

The younger only chuckled, sarcastic "Is there a reason for you not to enjoy it ?" he asked back.

"What -"

Kibum sighed as he felt that he was getting more tired of this. So that he finally could only close his eyes as he weakened his force to get off and said in a small voice "You can stop pretending already."

"What ?" Jinki said the word for the nth time that night, as his frown got deeper "What's the meaning of that ?"

Kibum slowly opened his feline eyes back to look straight at the crescent right in front of him, letting the silence fell on them for an eerie one minute before he finally said "I'm fed up with all of your lies," he emphasized "Lee Jinki."

And at that two simple words only, Jinki could feel his blood rushed ten times harder in his veins, while on the contrary his heart was suddenly missing it's beat.

Because those two words were enough to break everything down. The kisses, the hugs, the whispers, the love. That his eyes could only turn blank as he finally realized that he was the reason of all of this.

He didn't realize when actually his grip on Kibum had already loosened, but all that he knew that the younger was not on his arms anymore.

"You're not going to deny because it's true, are you ?" Kibum lifted one side of his lips sinisterly as he completely pushed Jinki's hand away. And here i had ever stupidly wished for all of them were not true.

After a minute, the younger finally only took a deep breath as he saw Jinki was still not reacting, that in the end he just shook his head "How could i ever think that i love a liar like you." he scoffed sarcastically to himself. "Idiot Key."

And it's when Kibum had already his heels to go away that he finally felt the older's arm was suddenly back to hold him.

"Key.." Jinki desperately called.

This time, Kibum's response was fast to turn back to face Jinki and use his other free hand to slap the older on the cheek. Hard.

"Do not ever call my name again, you liar." Kibum spelled every syllable sharply, sending the dagger right to tear the older's heart apart "I don't want to see your ing face ever again."

And Jinki let him go.

Because, this was it, wasn't it? The time that would inevitably come. The most dreaded moment for him.

The game, was over.