"Is it me?" Minho got up and rolled over as he pinned the now shocked Sulli on the floor.

"Ssul ... look at me ... please. Is it me?" Minho's gaze with all hopes ... that melted Sulli's being under him. She looked at him not knowing how to react ... she felt her heart beat like a dozen stallion stampede... was it only hers? or could she also feel Minho's? She didn't care, but their position, with Minho on top, was of no help to calm her heart, mind, and body.

"I... I.. *gulp* w-what if... it's.. y-you..?" stuttering, Sulli finally found her tongue. She wasn't sure if she would tell him the truth or deny it for the time being.

"Because ... there's no one else in the group who fit that description ... is it really me?" said Minho, now whispering and their faces just inches away from each other.

"Minho... please... I.. can't breathe well" she whipered

"I won't let go unless you tell me" he was persistent, there's no other way than this, and he's afraid that if he let go he won't get another chance to learn the truth from her. He can feel her warm breathe against his lips, it was oh so inviting..

Sulli can't take it anymore. She had been keeping it for months now. It's about to burst anytime soon. Her eyes were welling up with too much emotion. She can't believe that this is finally happening .. though.. not in her wildest dream did she expect to confess in the position they are in. With all courage ... she spoke.

"Yes .. it always have been ..." tears fell while lovingly staring at the man she never expected to fall for.

Minho let go of her wrists and held her head caressing her face, wiping the tears with his thumb. He felt it. He too never expected to fall (hard) for the woman in front of him. His heart now overflowing with emotions ... his eyes welled up.

"You... Minho ... you"