Myungsoo eats too much kimchi jjigae and Sungyeol drinks too much coffee.

Myungsoo has become "spicy", if I may say, after eating too much kimchi jjigae, after all, you are what you eat. He's become a lot more hot tempered and always seems angry―which, perhaps perceives the idea of being "spicy" just like the food he eats. It annoys all the members, especially Sungyeol.

Sungyeol on the other hand has grown more bitter, that Americano he's been drinking isn't so much the great thing he had displayed it as in the past―he's grown so bitter to s, that sometimes the whole dorm is in fear because their usually bright and happy mood maker is just bitter and scary. However that doesn't mean that he isn't hyper anymore, for coffee is caffeine, and caffeine does anything but make one calm―he's hyper, but in a really bad way (not that it wasn't bad in the first place). It gets on the nerves of all the members, especially Myungsoo.

But for some reason, when those two obsessed people sit together, Myungsoo with his impossible-to-count servings of kimchi jjigae, and Sungyeol constantly drinking and brewing and buying coffee, they're the best combination. Sungyeol's bitter, hyper self is somehow able to change Myungsoo's hot temper, and Myungsoo is somehow able to turn Sungyeol into the little ball of sunshine he usually is―it scares the other members, the odd connection between the two.

"Myungie!" Sungyeol said, sitting his bum down on the seat of the table next to Myungsoo's, gripping his (what the members believed was only his third) cup of coffee for that day tightly, while he watched Myungsoo continue to eat all the kimchi jjigae. Myungsoo willingly tore his eyes apart from the food at the sound of his best friend's voice. His eyes were glimmering. Sungyeol felt himself blush for some reason at the sudden eye contact he made with Myungsoo.

"Hi, Yeol!" He said cheerfully, placing his bowl of kimchi jjigae aside. "Hyung, how many of those did you drink today! That's not healthy! What if you get heart issues again?" The younger pouted.

"You too, Kim Myungsoo! Too much kimchi jjigae is bad for you! You could die!" The latter of the two exclaimed, wagging a finger at the younger.

"You need to give up coffee, hyung. It's not good."

"But you need to give up kimchi jjigae. At least not eat it as often as you do."

"Give up coffee first!"

"Not until you give up kimchi jjigae!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Sunggyu, who was watching from outside the kitchen huffed and walked inside, rolling his eyes at the younger boys before opening his mouth to say something. "Why don't you two just shut up and give it up at the same time? You guys are literally turning into what you eat, might as well just give it up at the same time."

"Should we really?"

"For the mother of God and all things holy, yes. For the sake of yourselves, us, your members, your fans, and you careers." The two boys inwardly sighed at their leader and set aside their food, turning away from each other as if to give each other the cold shoulder.

"It's your fault." Sungyeol huffed, crossing his arms in annoyance, only slightly turning his head to look at Myungsoo's face.

"What makes it mine?"

"You started complaining that it was bad for my health and I should stop. You started it." And there he goes again, being childish like he always was, making the younger of the two roll his eyes. Myungsoo opened his mouth to say something, but Sungyeol (being the choding he was), stood up and left the kitchen, giving Myungsoo the cold shoulder.

It wasn't until a few days later that the two of them realized how much they really did not need coffee or kimchi jjigae. Sungyeol felt empty, but it wasn't because he hadn't had coffee in the past few days, but rather he felt that a part of him was missing. Myungsoo. But no, no, that was absolutely not right; he was mad at Kim Myungsoo, he couldn't stand Kim Myungsoo because he took his precious coffee away from him. But for some reason Sungyeol would just toss and turn, and look at Myungsoo's bed every now and then as he slept peacefully. At these times, Sungyeol wondered, he like Myungsoo? No. No he can't like Myungsoo, because he hates Myungsoo. Does he just want to talk to Myungsoo? Is that it?

Sunggyu notices a change in Myungsoo's and Sungyeol's behavior one day, and decides that maybe he should lock them in a closet to have them work things out. And that's exactly what he does. (Or so, Sungyeol assumed it was the leader's idea.)

And so, the moment they woke up, they found themselves being dragged into the tiny closet they had in their dorm by a Hoya and Dongwoo.

"Hey! Let me go!" Sungyeol screeched, hitting Hoya's back continuously.

"Sorry Yeol, orders from the leader." He set Sungyeol down in the bathroom where Myungsoo was already sitting with his chin rested in the palm of his hand.

Sungyeol sighed and gave up when he heard Dongwoo and Hoya pile up against the door to keep them in there. "Now work things out, you idiots."

"Why? I did nothing wrong!" Myungsoo whined with a hints of aegyo in his voice (as if he were a kid), to which Sungyeol somehow began to melt at.

"What do you mea-"

"Hyungggggg~." Myungsoo cooed, jutting his bottom lip out and facing Sungyeol.

"No, you caused this you-"

"Hyung can you just listen to me! I don't care about the kimchi jjigae and the coffee. I want to talk to you about something else."

"What else is there to possibly talk about? We were locked in here for that exact reason, weren't we?"

"No, hyung! Please just listen. This wasn't Sunggyu hyung's doing. It was mine. I needed to tell you things but you were giving me the cold shoulder and I had no idea how else to get to you, so I planned this out with Dongwoo hyung and Hoya hyung. And I'm sorry about that."

"Wha-"

"Shut up! Sungyeol hyung, I don't care.. what you think of me after this, I just wanted to let you know, that over the time you ignored me, I noticed how I couldn't live without you, and that I like you— I maybe even love you, and that's not in the friendly way."

Sungyeol's jaw dropped in disbelief. Myungsoo took that as a rejection, his eyes saddened and tears began to well in his eyes, standing up to get out of the bathro, shoulders lightly brushing. Myungsoo was stopped when he felt long arms snake around his waist from behind and pull him close, and, lips placing light kisses along his neck.

Myungsoo melted into Sungyeol's warmth, smiling at the deep affection he was showing after the thought of being rejected.

"I maybe love you too, if that's okay with you."

"Maybe?"

"Maybe I can take out the maybe part."

Myungsoo beamed and turned around to face Sungyeol.

"Does this mean we're a thing now?"

"We can be, but it has to be kept from the fans. Kind of like, what happens in this dorm, stays in this dorm."

"Babe, wake up. I made coffee for you."

"Did you really? I'm one step ahead of you. I made kimchi jjigae for you while you're asleep."

"Did you really?"

Sungyeol nodded and got out of bed and slumped to the kitchen, grabbing the kimchi jjigae he made (with the help of Woohyun) and went to heat it up.

"It's supposed to be the first snow today. You wanna watch with me?" Sungyeol asked, placing the kimchi jjigae in a pot and hearing it on the stove.

"Who would turn down such an offer?" Myungsoo asked, walking toward Sungyeol and placing his chin on his shoulder. Sungyeol chuckled and kissed the crown of his boyfriend's head.

Sungyeol and Myungsoo got into warm clothing and many, and I emphasize many layers of it, grabbing their kimchi jjigae and their coffee and walking out to the covered up part of the balcony for their apartment. They sat and waited, leaning and whispering sweet nothings to each other and exchanging a few kisses here and there.

Sungyeol stood up. "I'm gonna go grab a blanket."

"Okay. Come back quickly." Sungyeol came back a few moments later, draping a blanket over Myungsoo's shoulders and cuddling up next to him again.

"Do you think people can see us from here?"

"Nah, unless they're sasaengs."

"Do you think it'll snow today?"

"Of course. And if it doesn't, it wouldn't hurt to wait. First snow is always beautiful whenever. The first snow is beautiful as long as I'm with you." Myungsoo replied, staring at his boyfriend lovingly and wrapping an arm around his waist.

"Oh really now?"

"But you know what's more beautiful than the first snow?"

"Sungjong?" Sungyeol replied, nonchalantly drinking his coffee and eyeing the kimchi jjigae that Myungsoo has yet to touch. "You're not ea-"

"No. You." Myungsoo tapped Sungyeol's nose and smiled that cute smile of his. "You're more beautiful than the first snow, than Sungjong, than any girl in this world."

"Yeah right."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, silly. And you are what's beautiful in my eyes."

"Why aren't you eating the food I made you? I thought you loved kimchi jjigae more than anything?" Sungyeol pouted.

Myungsoo leaned forward and placed a long, loving kiss on Sungyeol's pout. When he pulled away, he looked Sungyeol straight in the eye, and said, "because I love you more than kimchi jjigae. And I'd rather spend time with you than eat some stupid food that we used to argue over."

Sungyeol felt his cheeks heat up and he cleared his throat, turning away from Myungsoo. "S-stop hanging out with Woohyun.."

Myungsoo chuckled and pulled his boyfriend close, knowing he was just being shy. "Here, I'll eat it." Myungsoo began to devour the kimchi jjigae (Sungyeol on the side was drinking his coffee slowly) with a smile on his face. "It's good."

"You sure?"

"Why would I lie?"

And just then, snow began to fall from the sky, small flakes falling gracefully together. The wind began to blow and Myungsoo got cold (Sungyeol pulling him even closer if possible off of instinct.). The snow began to pile up on the balcony railing, the white flakes slowly falling on top of each other. Sungyeol stood up and held his hand out, catching snow in the palm of his hand. The snow complimented his auburn hair nicely, and it brought out his already large eyes. Myungsoo felt more enchanted by watching his boyfriend play in the snow, watching how his lips curved into a smile when snow fell on his eyelashes, watching how his body shivered whenever a breeze hit. Myungsoo felt really in love. He ate the rest of the kimchi jjigae and watched his boyfriend have the time of his life in the snow.

“The first snow is even more beautiful now that you’re in it.”

“Shut up.”

“Wait, let me go get my camera.” Before Sungyeol could say a word, Myungsoo dashed back into the apartment, and dashed right back out with his camera in hand. He turned it on and began taking photos of his boyfriend, the shutter snapping loudly, but not loud enough to overpower Sungyeol’s melodious laughter.

When Sungyeol began to feel tired, he sat back down next to Myungsoo to look at the photos with him.

“You really are a beauty, you know?”

“Men aren’t supposed to be beautiful.”

“Not in my dictionary.” Myungsoo clicked through the photos, and stopped at his favorite; Sungyeol’s head was thrown back and he was looking at the snow falling with a smile on his face. Myungsoo thought he looked really gorgeous there. “This one’s my favorite. What do you think?”

“I like it too. It’s a pretty picture.” Sungyeol said, cuddling up to Myungsoo, who he saw started shivering again. He cupped Myungsoo’s face, kissing his forehead, down to both his closed eyes, his nose, and finally his lips.

“You’re really warm, you know that?”

“You are too.”

“Well, you are what you eat.”