Hanbin wants to scream. 

Hanbin is surrounded by terrible people.  Hanbin wants to scream.      They’re in the recording studio, finishing up the touches on their new track for the mini-album they’re releasing; Jinhwan-hyung walks over and complains that he’s going to kill himself if he refuses to have a proper meal and real night of sleep. Jinhwan-hyung gently starts massaging his shoulders, quietly reprimanding him for not taking care of himself, but there’s no edge to his words. Eventually they find themselves entangled on the couch, grinning at each other as they find some time together (finally). However, just as he leans to reattach their lips, Yunhyung and Bobby barge in loudly with matching grins and arms full of junk food to share. He swears he sees them share a devious look (but Jinhwan-hyung says he didn’t see anything and tells him he’s paranoid).  It’s a lazy Sunday night and the group has the evening off; Bobby goes to visit the Winner dorm, Yunhyung goes home to see his family, Chanwoo is meeting with some friends, and Junhwe and Donghyuk head to a late night movie. It’s rare that they have this time off so they take full advantage of it. Jinhwan-hyung sits in his lap, lazily running his fingers through his hair as he kisses him languidly. They pull away every once in a while to share loving gazes and satisfied smiles. He pulls him closer, moving his lips to his neck, hot breath over taut skin when Donghyuk barges in with a loud wail. “Hyung! Junhwe is being mean again!” Jinhwan-hyung quickly stumbles out of his lap, both of them attempting to look decent in front of the other. “What did Junhwe do, Donghyuk-ah?” Jinhwan pets the younger on the head. “He won’t tell me what a is.” They’re both stunned silent. “He says that’s what you two are most likely doing. What’s a and can I get one?” Junhwe, the bastard, doesn’t even try to hide his smirk as he and Jinhwan-hyung do their best to circumvent the question, distracting him with promises of ice cream.  In the shadows of a late night dance practice after the others have dragged themselves home, he figures they’re safe. They can finally find moments to themselves; his shirt is tossed carelessly in the corner as he presses his back against the cool mirror. He has a hand under Jinhwan-hyung’s shirt, tracing patterns on the other’s smooth back. They pull away to catch their breath. Now, he’s not sure if his heart racing is because of the intense dance practice or this one mo