Everybody in the whole world knows Sehun is a selfish, cute as heck, 4D maknae. But everybody in the whole world also knows that he loves his hyungs more than anything else, even if he doesn’t show it half the time (on stage).       Sehun wakes up with a smile on his face, body buried in the comforter as he dodges another lazy kick from Jongin next to him. He likes going to sleep next to the other dancer, knowing he’s going to kick off all his blankets during the night and end up causing him to be extra warm in the morning. Jongin also has the habit of constantly moving his legs in his sleep, so Sehun has made it a life goal not to be affected by it at all in the middle of the night.   The smile is still on his face, hair mussed up as he stares at Jongin with love in his eyes, adoring the way the elder’s nose scrunches in his sleep before he turns on his side to face him. His eyes travels down the other’s bare torso. Apparently Jongin also shed his tank shirt in the middle of the night.   Sehun simply stares at him, quickly reaching behind him to turn off their alarms, before looking back to see Jongin scrunching his face again, lazily scratching his side before opening an eye. The first thing he sees is Sehun’s adorably beautiful eye-smile since the rest of his face buries back into the comforter wrapping him like a burrito. Jongin lets out this raspy chuckle, arm reaching out to pull Sehun close to him. “Good morning, beautiful.”   Blushing, Sehun laughs off the nervousness, burying his nose more into the blankets. “Good morning,” he mumbles back, watching as Jongin’s gaze turns from sleepy to amused in a matter of seconds. His eyes close happily when the elder leans up and places a kiss on his forehead.   “Is it already time to get up?”   Sehun shrugs noncommittally, wiggling closer to the other. “Maybe.”   Jongin smiles lazily at him then, bringing a hand up to try and pull the covers down so he can see the maknae’s mouth. “You should probably go wake up Junmyeon-hyung then.”   “But I want to stay with you longer,” the younger whines only to be placated by a gentle kiss on the lips. He hums happily, letting Jongin move so he’s on top of him even though he’s still a burrito. They don’t do anything more to breach the lips because they’re both still afraid of possible morning breath.   “Mm, I can make you wait a little longer,” Jongin hums thoughtfully, peppering kisses all over the younger’s face. He smiles when Sehun nods his head, eyes turning into crescents again. Jongin really just wants him for himself.   Sehun sees the small conflict in the elder’s eyes, his own turning a bit sad before tilting his head up. “Give me another kiss.” He smiles again when the elder rolls his eyes good-naturedly before bending down for another one.   They don’t end up moving until they hear clinking and grumbling voices coming from the kitchen.         A softly singing voice greets Sehun in the kitchen as he walks in with clothes a bit ruffled and hair a bit more tousled since he woke up that morning. He sees Jongdae making cups of coffee as Minseok and Yifan walk past him to try and wake up their leader first. He turns questioningly to see the other members lazying around on the couches while he knew Kyungsoo and Yixing were taking a shower with Jongin or doing something in there.   “Good morning,” Jongdae sings out with a smile, turning to him only to suddenly take in the disheveled appearance of the other. He chuckles, turning back to his task at hand, “Jongin is always so touchy with you and Kyungsoo.”   Sehun smiles at him, walking up behind him and wrapping himself around the elder. “Are you jealous, hyung?” he sings out teasingly, nuzzling his face in the other’s neck, “You shouldn’t be.”   Jongdae rolls his eyes. Everybody in the group knows of his crush on Baekhyun. “It’s just not right,” he settles for before turning around to hug the maknae back. He scrunches his nose though at remembering the state he walked in with. “I’m not kissing you either if Jongin’s nasty DNA evidence is all over you.”   The maknae laughs, conceding to the other’s explanation. “Okay, I get it,” he intends to take a step back when he decides to try and get in a sneak attack and ends up planting a kiss on Jongdae’s nose. They both look surprised as Sehun slowly moves his lips away from his hyung. “Oops,” he mumbles, quickly backing up in embarrassment.   Jongdae doubles over in instant laughter at the fear he sees in the younger’s eyes. “Would you keep it quiet in there?! Some of us are still trying to sleep!” they clearly hear Baekhyun yell from the living room. The singer still laughs, ignoring his crush’s comment, as Sehun is slowly coaxed into laughter as well, cheeks and ears tinted pink at his actions.   “Come here, you big baby,” Jongdae manages to get out between laughs, beckoning the younger over with a hand.   Sehun blushes, shuffling over to the chuckling vocalist, only to get pulled into a hug again and kissed on the lips this time. Jongdae puts his pent up feelings into the action, making Sehun moan unexpectedly against him. And suddenly, Sehun gets an idea. He abruptly pulls away from the elder, earning him a pout, but he quickly explains. “Let me help you and Baekhyun-hyung get together.”   Jongdae’s eyes light up at the offer, immediately taking it – “Okay” – and pulling Sehun in for a better, genuine kiss. He’s surprised when the maknae moans extra loudly for no reason at all, earning attention from those in the living room. They quickly part when they hear an irritated voice.   “What did I tell you?!” Baekhyun grumpily says, standing at the entrance of the kitchen. He glares at the maknae before pointing him in the direction of the bathroom. “Get Kyungsoo to warm your food.”   Sehun immediately nods as he leaves a surprisingly flustered Jongdae to Baekhyun’s care.         The next time, Sehun enters the kitchen, it’s with caution and half-hidden behind a confused Kyungsoo. The maknae looks around carefully as he immediately latches onto the shorter vocalist when he tries to leave and warm up his meal. Kyungsoo sighs. “Sehunnie? What are you doing?”   “I kinda manipulated Jongdae-hyung so Baekhyun-hyung would become jealous or something,” Sehun timidly whispers. He flinches when the elder pinches his side. “What?” he whines while looking down to the other.   Kyungsoo tsks, slowly moving over to the microwave since Sehun won’t let go of him. “Jongdae can confess whenever he wants. He’s shameless about that.”   “But he’s worried about Baekhyun-hyung,” the younger reasons, gaze transfixed on his food warming up in the microwave, “How in the world does he not know of Jongdae-hyung’s massive crush on him?”   The singer laughs, taking out the food and slowly moving over to the table where the maknae finally detaches himself from him to sit down and eat. “Hyung can be just as dense as Jongin is when he’s waking up.”   “At least Jongin goes with his instincts.”   “Come on,” Kyungsoo chuckles out, sweeping the fallen bangs out of Sehun’s eyes, “Go eat so you can try and wake up our sleeping leader.”   Sehun smiles up at him happily around a mouthful of syrupy pancakes. “Okay, hyung.” He turns back to his breakfast, not noticing the other’s fond gaze on him. He’s been with Kyungsoo and Jongin longer than any of the other members, (well, maybe except Chanyeol) so he’s gotten used to intense stares in his direction. It doesn’t make it any less embarrassing or unnerving though. “Hyung,” he eventually whines out again, looking back up to Kyungsoo who had taken it his job to comb his hair with his fingers, “What?”   Chuckling, Kyungsoo leans down to plant a kiss on the maknae’s head, “Nothing, Sehunnie.”   The maknae pouts, dropping his utensils and crossing his arms in front of his chest. He slumps back against his chair and looks up at him. “It’s something, hyung.”   “You’re turning a year older tomorrow,” Kyungsoo softly murmurs, leaning down to kiss him on the head again, “You’re still our baby maknae, but you’re also getting older.”   Sehun laughs suddenly, face flushing red as he covers the lower half of his face with his hands. “Hyung!” he exclaims, becoming even more flustered, “What are you talking about?”   Kyungsoo chuckles, moving the younger’s hands away from his face, before swooping down to give Sehun a soft kiss on the lips. They both know it’s only a kiss between friends, because let’s face it. They’ve known each other longer and experimented before only to come up with being best friends. But that doesn’t stop Sehun from pulling Kyungsoo onto his lap, if only just to have someone small and squishy to cuddle with.   “You’re getting older, which means I’m getting older, and it’s not fair because you still keep growing and I’ll never grow again.”   The maknae stares wide-eyed at his hyung at the sudden odd confession before he laughs again, leaning in to kiss Kyungsoo on the forehead this time. “I’m sorry I’m tall, hyung.”   “You better be, maknae.”         Sehun quietly opens the bedroom door, peeking in to see their leader still motionless in bed with the covers drawn all the way up. He’s pretty sure he heard Kyungsoo, Minseok, and Yifan trying to wake him up earlier while he was in the kitchen, but it seems their efforts had failed. Again.   He smiles, already washed and cleaned up, before he sneaks into the room and closing the door behind him to keep his secret mission up. (He’s been spending way too much time with Zitao lately.)   He raises his hands up in the form of claws, threatening to attack the leader into submission, when all of a sudden, the covers are pulled down to reveal The Evil Eye directed at him. Sehun promptly squeaks, being scared enough to trip backwards, and look at Junmyeon surprised.   “What are you doing, Sehunnie?” Junmyeon questions throatily, still trying to wake up completely after three tried attempts.   Sehun clears his throat, embarrassed, before he composes himself and carefully walks over to him. “I’m trying to wake you up, hyung,” he mumbles softly, eyes lighting up as Junmyeon tiredly sighs and lifts up his comforter for the younger to join him. He instantly scoots in, molding his lankier and longer body against the leader’s smaller, built one.   “I’ll get up in a few minutes,” the elder mumbles, nuzzling into Sehun’s chest, causing him to laugh.   “You’re going to make us late again, hyung. You have to get up.”   “But I’m so tired, Sehunnie,” Junmyeon whines.   The younger just laughs some more, feeling the leader place a kiss somewhere on his shirt-covered chest. “You’re always tired, gramps.”   Junmyeon immediately pulls his face out of the other’s chest, pouting up grossly at him, “That was mean, maknae.”   “I love you, hyung?” Sehun answers back, eyes turning into crescents like how he knows everybody loves his eye-smiles.   The leader looks up into Sehun’s eyes some more before he cracks, breathing out another tired sigh before weakly pushing the maknae out of his bed. “I’ll get up,” he sticks a hand out right when Sehun gets out, “Help me?”   Sehun laughs some more, helping him up and giving him a kiss on his cheek in thanks and for motivation. “Hurry up, hyung.”   Junmyeon simply chuckles in response, dragging his feet to his closet. “I should be the one kissing you, maknae.” He turns just in time to see the younger smiling at him again before leaving.         Having long legs proves to be a problem every time Sehun decides to sit in the back of one of the vans on the way to a schedule. He knows it’s going to annoy him and he’s going to be extra fidgety, but he wants to sit next to the smallest person he sees, and that happens to be one Kim Minseok sitting in the back corner with Junmyeon on the other side of him.   “Why do you always do this?” Minseok whines, purposely bumping knees with the maknae, “You’re too big to be in the back seats.”   “Because Baekhyunnie-