Seated on the freezing cold, and completely uncomfortable wooden flooring, Minho had to be honest with himself.

At 9am, Minho did not enjoy sports; not one bit.

He sat with his 'group', awkwardly rubbing his eyes and yawning. Minho was overwhelmed with tiredness after the arrival of his parents last night, and compared to the boys around him, he seemed about as excited as a slug. Usually Minho couldn't wait for sports days; he loved them more than anything, they were easy, fun, and he always did extremely well but today.. He wasn't feeling it at all.

He had taken his time getting changed earlier; he wanted this day to end as quick as possible but since the hall was full and that's where they were stationed for the remainder of the school time, Minho felt himself sigh as he gently dozed off, only to be woken abruptly by a small tap on his shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?" A tanned boy with blonde hair asked, causing Minho to frown lightly back, his friends giving the same look towards the boy who retracted his hand quickly.

Minho didn't have anything against Kai; he never did anything to annoy him, or get in his way, but he was a complete goody two-shoes and the rest of Minho's friends couldn't stand that.

Minho felt awkward as his friends laughed almost in Kai's face once the boy avoided their glares; Minho mumbling a quiet "Don't touch me" under his breath as he swatted Kai's hand away, not intending to hurt or embarrass the boy but Minho found himself to be a bit of a brat when he was tired. Once Yongguk and Daehyun had turned their attention away from the two, Minho offered a quiet sorry before nudging Kai's shoulder.

"That's okay.." Kai almost whispered, a small smile playing on his lips as he still refused to look at Minho; slightly embarrassed about the situation.

Minho felt bad, and so whilst Yongguk and Daehyun were trying hard to lip-read Youngjae's whispers from across the room, Minho took the opportunity to talk to the boy.

"Sorry dude, I'm just real tired, that's all.." Minho started, watching as Kai checked for the others glares before turning his head more comfortably to face the dark haired boy.

"It's cool.. I'm not entirely hyped about today either.." The blonde replied.

"You don't like basketball?"

"I don't like being up against my friends.." Kai smiled, nodding towards the opposing team before shuffling slightly closer to Minho so they could whisper more.

"I have friends on the other team too."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah see.." Minho started, pointing towards the curly haired blonde and a muscular boy in the corner of the hall. "Junhong and Jongup.." He continued, not mentioning Kyungsoo even though he was good friends with him, just incase Kai was too.

Minho felt himself smile as Junhong pulled an awfully upset face in his direction, almost throwing a tantrum like a small child. Even his best aegyo couldn't get him out of sports, no matter how hard he tried.

"Ah see, I am friends with Xiumin and Taemin.." Kai smiled, waving to the boys who also waved back, but Minho was sure; almost positive that Taemin wasn't waving at Kai.

Minho recognized the boy by now; he had bumped into him many times and the orange haired boy even started to notice Minho in the corridors or classrooms, giving him a small nod or wave whenever he passed by, before hurrying off embarrassed like a school girl with a deep crush.

Minho felt himself strangely unable to resist the boy's cute wave and bright smile; and so shyly, he smiled back before brushing his bangs with his fingers.

"But you don't like to be against them?" Minho turned to face Kai, crossing his legs as he questioned the boy.

"No, not really.."

"And why is that?"

"Because we get quite competitive..."

...

"Okay, I get quite competitive.. And then if i lose i sulk and end up taking it out on them.. But Tae is just the same, he will sulk if he loses too so it's frustrating being against each other.." Kai said with a huff, earning a small nod from Minho who smiled back at the blonde haired boy.

Minho could imagine Taemin sulking; he imagined it would be cute.. Tae's cheeks all puffy, his pouty lips as he stomped his feet, how cute he would look frow- wait.

Minho unconsciously furrowed his brows.. Why was he thinking of Taemin sulking?! Why was he thinking about him at all?..

No.

He had no interest in the boy, and so he followed the little voice in his head saying, 'Let's not think about that.." Before standing with the rest of his group once the hall began to clear.

~

Taemin had absolutely no interest in sports, but since their bite-sized gym teacher called out 'Green v Purple', he couldn't help but wait for the day to come.

Hello, Choi Minho.

Taemin allowed his friend Xiumin to help him up off the floor before heading over to the store cupboard to find a good basketball. Taemin didn't help set up; he never did. He agreed with himself that since the other group were more muscular, they could be the ones to set up whilst Taemin chilled. Seems fair? Tae thought so.

He sighed impatiently whilst Yongguk and Minho tried to fit the hoops onto the extremely high poles on either sides of the hall. Taemin watched as Minho sat carelessly on Yongguk's shoulders, reaching to slot the heavy metal ring onto the midsection of the pole as they ignored their teachers (literal) yells for them to 'Get down before they hurt themselves!'

Taemin slowly averted his gaze as he felt a small pain traveling up his arm, turning to find Xiumin lightly bouncing the ball against him repeatedly before catching it again.

"You really should just tell him if you have a crush on him you know.." Xiumin smiled, earning a confused look from Taemin.

"Erm.. What?"

Taemin felt geniunely confused; was his infatuation over Minho really that obvious?

"You know.. Kai." Xiumin giggled lightly, nodding towards their friend who was seated in the corner before Taemin pouted his lips in a small 'o'.

Xiumin thought Taemin was looking at Kai..

What an idiot.

"Oh.. Uh, no I don't think that's necessary.." Taemin smiled awkwardly, watching as Minho called Kai over with his hand, before the blonde haired boy pouted lightly, skipping over to the latter.

Taemin felt himself frown unconsciously as he watched Minho get down from Yongguk, only to crouch before Kai, who elegantly placed his legs either side of the raven haired boy's neck. He watched as Minho stood up slowly; Kai shaking slightly as he laughed nervously, before gripping Minho's muscular shoulders for support.

Taemin felt frustrated.

As Kai reached higher up the pole, Minho carefully placed his hands on the blonde haired boy's toned thighs.

Frustrated Furious.

Taemin felt furious.

For a reason he couldn't quite put his finger on, Taemin became extremely jealous of the small act of skinship, even if it was just to make sure Kai didn't fall, and he felt mad as Kai looked down, smiling brightly at Minho who only returned a bigger, more beautiful smile accompanied by breath-taking laughter. Taemin was jealous.

"See.. That face.. Are you sure you don't want to tell him?" Xiumin laughed, earning a deep frown from Taemin who let out a puff of air before slouching against the wall.

"Shut up Baozi."

~

At around 10am the boys had all finally started playing their well anticipated game of basketball.

They had finished three rounds already, and the score was 2-1 to green. Kai had fit in nicely with his group and even Yongguk had taken a warming to him, patting his forearms every now and again and giving him support.

"You're doing great!" Taemin would hear him saying in that deep voice of his.

Taemin had also fit in nicely with his group too. He had scored their first goal, Junhong twirling him around in his arms due to excitement as Jongup and Kyungsoo high-fived him; Taemin liked it, he was enjoying himself until Kai scored his first goal. Taemin's jealousy roared up again.

Taemin watched as the scoreboard shined "2-1", Kai lifted from the floor into Minho's arms as the raven haired boy spun the two round, laughing loudly. Once Minho set him down, the boys laughed loudly together before Yongguk walked over, patting the boy's forearm and telling him, 'You're doing great.'

Taemin felt himself frown as Xiumin patted his shoulder.

"It's just a game Tae!" The short boy laughed, jogging over to Kyungsoo in position before Taemin stomped his foot, earning a pout from Kai before he his heels to get into position too.

The game went on for another hour; both groups of boys extremely tired as the scoreboards shined '7-5', and Taemin didn't know how he found himself stood in front of Minho, reaching up for the ball with a pout as the dark haired boy held it above his head with a smirk.

He gave up.

Taemin was sweaty, tired and unbelievably annoyed, and so crossing his arms, Taemin frowned as he heard their gym teacher yelling to Minho about how 'hogging the ball was against the rules.'

It wasn't.

They all knew it wasn't.

Truth was, Minho could stand their all day if he wanted, and as long as he didn't move it was completely within the rules, but Taemin was getting bored after five minutes, and so he continued to frown until Junhong tried his luck at knocking the ball out of Minho's hands.

Minho didn't notice when Kai began to walk up behind him; neither did Junhong, Taemin or the rest of the group for that fact, and so when Junhong successfully knocked the ball out of Minho's hands, and straight into Kai's perfect face, none of the boys knew what to do with themselves.

Mihno's eyes widened as he heard a loud smack behind him; a pained groan followed before he turned round to be greeted by an unpleasant sight.

"Oh , Kai!"

Minho couldn't help but rush over to the boy who had stumbled backwards and onto the floor, gripping his nose tightly as dark blood began to seep through his fingers; small tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes, until they spilled over his tanned hands.

"Oh god, are you okay?!" Minho almost yelled, eyes still as wide as ever as he gripped the blonde boy's hands, gently pulling them away from his face only to be greeted by a spread of blood across Kai's nose and a cut on his lip.

"I-it's fine, really.." Kai mumbled, trying to stand until he practically fell into Minho's arms, still dazed by the impact of the hit.

"Are you sure, does it hurt?!" Minho asked concerned, lifting the boy from the floor; not caring the slightest as Kai accidently rubbed blood on his arms whilst he tried to steady himself, before Junhong came to his side apologetically.

"I'm sure, it was just the impact.." Kai tried to laugh, his tears slowing as he balanced himself whilst holding Minho's arm.

"I'm so, so sorry, I really didn't see you, I would never-"

"It's fine.. I promise." Kai finally laughed, nodding to Zelo who had never looked so miserable since the day Minho had met him. He knew Junhong would never intentionally hurt the boy, but the younger clearly still felt so guilty about it.

Minho couldn't help but want to help Kai, and so taking one of his cleaner hands, he gently pulled him towards the gym door, slowing as he stumbled slightly before they were stopped by a bright haired boy with wide eyes.

"Kai-ssi! Your face! Where are you taking him?!" Taemin asked, more worried now that he had seen the damage from the hit as Kai released his hold on his face.

"I will take him to the nurse.." Minho replied quickly, dragging the boy before Taemin stepped back, in front of them once more.

"Don't you think you've done enough? I will take him-" 

"No Taemin.." Kai started, hand gripping Minho's tighter and Taemin was sure he could feel his blood boil. "Minho can take me, i'll be fine.. I promise."

Kai's smile was less than reassuring, and Taemin couldn't argue with the boy, and so nodding, he let out a sigh as the two boys left the hall, before dragging his body over to continue the game.

~

Jonghyun had spent the night at Kibum's, ignoring Jinki's continuous calls asking where he was until he received a rather unusual text telling him that their parents had arrived home for the weekend and wanted to see him.

The message had confused Jonghyun; not because his parents had requested to see him, but because they weren't meant to be back for another week, but like he had expected, Kibum had been nothing less than delighted and took this as a golden opportunity to meet the people Jonghyun spoke so fondly of.

Kibum had spent the entire evening talking about meeting Jonghyun's parents. They had been cuddled up in bed, both shirtless with the quilt up to their waists since the evening had been exceptionally hot, as Kibum rested his head and hand on his lovers chest, whilst Jonghyun crossed his arms behind his neck.

Jonghyun had answered many questions that night, questions unnecessary that the younger still felt the need to ask as he questioned the elder on what he should wear, how he should act, should he speak formally? What if they didn't like him, or what if he accidentally hurt them?

Jonghyun found Kibum stepping on his feet quite a lot, so he guessed that was what the younger had meant by the previous statement.

But as the loving boyfriend he was, Jonghyun assured Kibum that they would be fine. He told him he should dress however he wanted, act as he usually does and speak to his parents with the same amount of respect they gave him. He assured Kibum that his parents would love him and would be completely fine if he accidently trod on their toes.

Jonghyun only hoped that his parents would love Kibum as much as he did. If only.

And so there he sat, in the living room in the early afternoon, waiting for his feline lover to finish dressing so they could fulfill the hideous task of meeting Jonghyun's parents..

As much as Kibum was looking forward to it, Jonghyun didn't find himself feeling the same way.

Half an hour later, Kibum stepped out of the bedroom and towards his lover, giving him a twirl before Jonghyun giggled lightly.

Ripped, light blue jeans, a cute pink sweater and white converse. Kibum could wear the simplest things and still look utterly gorgeous. His hair was swept just above his eyebrows, showing off his high cheekbones and perfectly lined eyes as he smiled beautifully, pouty lips showing off his perfectly white teeth before he pulled Jonghyun up off the couch.

"You are so beautiful.." Jonghyun couldn't help it as the words slipped out his mouth, causing Kibum to blush heavily before he lightly punched the silver haired boy's shoulder.

"I should hope so, I took long enough.." Kibum replied honestly, earning a laugh from Jonghyun who lightly took Kibum's hands in his own, before pulling him closer to his body. He rested one hand on Kibum's waist, the other in his hair as he pulled the boy into his hold, Kibum's face buried in his neck and the younger couldn't help but find himself confused as he breathed in the scent of the elders cologne.

"Uhh.. Jjong?" Kibum mumbled into Jonghyun's suffocating hold.

"I'm sure they will love you Kibum.." Jonghyun whispered, more so trying to convince himself rather than the latter, as he felt Kibum lightly grip the back of his shirt.

"Not if you rub all my make-up off." 

Kibum in a dramatic breath as Jonghyun released him, holding his chest to pretend that the elder had almost suffocated him before he felt himself pushed towards the door, grabbing his coat as Jonghyun took the keys off the hook.

"Just get to the car!" Jonghyun laughed as he locked the door to the younger's apartment, before chasing him towards the elevator.

~

The drive to Jonghyun's was not far. It took about half an hour, and the time only went faster as the boys played stupid games, Kibum insisting he was the master of 'I Spy' before the boys sung their hearts out for the rest of the journey.

Kibum felt completely comfortable around his short lover, which surprised him more than anything. He expected their relationship to be awkward, and maybe difficult at first but truthfully, the boys acted as though they had been married for ten years. They were simply the best of friends and Kibum couldn't be happier that he had someone like Jonghyun in his life; he hoped he would be there for a long time.

Kibum watched Jonghyun inhale a deep breath as they pulled into his large driveway; his parent's car seated perfectly inside the pristine garage and Kibum couldn't help but feel a little tense.

"Are you okay?".. He asked, smiling ever so slightly as Jonghyun turned to face him, trying to lighten the atmosphere, but Jonghyun just replied with a smile, like always, acting as if nothing was wrong.

"Of course.."

Jonghyun quickly patted down his shirt, brushing off the non-existant dust before stepping out the car and quickly jogging round the front to open Kibum's door for him. 

Once he stepped out, Kibum couldn't help but smile at Jonghyun.

He looked worried, tense. Kibum could only guess it was due to the situation and so after locking the car, Kibum carefully took Jonghyun's fingers in his own, slightly worried to try and push things any further incase Jonghyun was nervous, but he felt relief wash over his body when Jonghyun pulled his hand closer, before locking his fingers tightly with his own.

Jonghyun didn't say a word as him and Kibum walked up to the door; he only felt him release his hand before he opened the large entrance to the grand home, the feline boy's jaw dropping immediately as he set foot inside.

Kibum knew Jonghyun's family was rich, but his home was that of a fairytale. They entered into a large (complete understatement) hallway. To Kibum's left, a large, white marble staircase with black handrails led up to an open hallway all the way across the room; Kibum assumed it led to the boys bedrooms and the staircase could be walked around to lead to a large dining room, which had doors leading to other rooms connected on the side walls. In front, the open area had pictures of the family filling the walls, before it showed a large opening filled with flowers and a small fountain, continuing into the kitchen.

Kibum hoped to explore the home some day, but for now they simply took a few steps forward and opened a large, clear sliding door to their right, which greeted them with a extremely modern living area.

The room was extremely open and spacious. A large television was placed on one of the pristine white walls closest to the door. Opposite it, a family sized, red leather sofa sat at a comfortable distance from the oak coffee table, which was placed on a white fur rug. Kibum was confused as to why the room had a small kitchen built into the corner with a dining table, but he didn't question it, he was too busy questioning himself as to who the boy was, slouched across the sofa and dressed most certainly like he didn't belong in such an expensive home.

"Who is he?" Kibum whispered, lightly gripping Jonghyun's arm as he tried not to be too loud, or rude.

Jonghyun smiled down at his lover, (subconsciously thanking his insoles) before gently releasing the boys grip, and walking over to his, he agreed, rather messy looking brother.

"Jinki.. I expected mum and dad to be home?" Jonghyun started, giggling lightly as the said boy immediately sat up from his position, before standing up to greet the silver haired male.

"Jonghyun! You have been away for a few days... Yes they are home- Wait, who is your friend?"

Kibum awkwardly rubbed his neck as he followed the orders of Jonghyun's hand, which was indicating him to come closer to the two.

"My name is Kim Kibum.." He said confidently, bowing lightly as Jinki repeated his actions.

"Jinki hyung this is Kibum.." Jonghyun smiled, adjusting Kibum's baby pink jumper to cover his shoulder and the feline boy couldn't help but shiver at the faint skinship.

"Ah, I am Lee Jinki, Jonghyun's half brother... Please excuse the mess.. and my appearance.. I will be going to get mother for you now, she wants to talk to you Jonghyun.. Kibum, please make yourself welcome in our home!" Jinki said with a bright smile, before jogging over to the door to leave the room.

Jonghyun couldn't help but feel confused at Jinki's extreme politeness. After how Jinki had acted about Minho's questioning, Jonghyun guessed that his brother had just imagined Kibum was a friend, which made things awkward but at the same time, he hoped Jinki could be this accepting once he found out the true reasoning for Kibum being in their home. Jonghyun let out a sigh as he pulled Kibum with him down onto the couch.

"You're home is beautiful.." Kibum smiled, earning a small laugh from Jonghyun as he rested his head on the feline boy's shoulder.

"And your brother is so kind..."

Jonghyun furrowed his brows.

"No, he is just a fool... Unfortunately he is not that polite when you truly know him." 

Kibum didn't argue, he just pouted his lips and shrugged his shoulders, gently pushing Jonghyun off of him as he watched the living room door opening, two very high class, expensive people entering the room before they walked towards the two boys on the couch.

Jonghyun's father wore an expensive, dark suit, and his mother, a long black dress that had the shoulders covered by a black, fur coat. She had her hair pinned up, and her lips displayed a deep red colour. Kibum could tell they were important people.

Shortly after their entrance, both boys stood up, Kibum bowing politely as Jonghyun gave a brief hug to his parents, who seated themselves on the coffee table.

So much for formalities.

"Every time we visit you are not home Jonghyun-ah.." His mother spoke with a velvet tone, causing Jonghyun to rub the back of his neck in an awkward habit.

"I have been busy.." He lied, but it wasn't all a lie, because he had been spending time with Kibum; and that kept him busy.

"And who is your friend, my goodness aren't you beautiful."

Kibum liked Jonghyun's step-mother already.

"My name is Kim Kibum, kamsahamnida, you are exceptionally beautiful yourself." Kibum replied, a small blush playing on his cheeks as he saw from the corner of his eye, Jonghyun smiling at him proudly.

"And so polite.. Jonghyun how wonderful of you to bring such a lovely young man into our home." His father finally spoke.

Things were looking up; if they spoke so highly of Kibum, then Jonghyun didn't have to worry about introducing him as his boyfriend, right? Wrong, Jonghyun was beyond terrified. He liked his home, and his life; but he also liked Kibum. If it came to it, he would leave it all behind for the younger, but having Kibum accepted into his home would make him much happier; much more relieved.

"Mother, Father.. I-"

"Actually Jonghyun, we have been meaning to talk to you for a while now.. We have some important news, Kibum my dear, would you mind giving us a little privacy?" Jonghyun's father interrupted, giving Kibum a warming smile as the said boy stood up with a small bow, only to be pulled back down by Jonghyun.

"That wont be neccessary, anything you have to say can be said in front of him.." Jonghyun replied sternly, keeping a hold on the younger's wrist as Kibum hung his head awkwardly.

Both boys anticipated slightly as Jonghyun's step-mother cleared , coughing quietly.

"Well Jonghyun, we spent the week at a lovely penthouse with the most wonderful family.. Mr Jung discussed business with your father whilst i had afternoon tea with Mrs Jung and their daughter, Krystal.."

Jonghyun nodded lightly.. Why was she telling him this?

"Well.. I went shopping; your father bought me some beautiful clothes and they settled a deal to expand the company.."

Jonghyun smiled, reassuring his mother he was listening before secretly squeezing Kibum's hand, he had a feeling he knew where this was going.

"And Mrs Jung, Krystal and i went out to dinner... Krystal is a beautiful girl Jonghyun, she's very petite, and she dresses beautifully. I have never seen a girl so beautiful, she would make for a wonderful partner.

Oh, no no no.

Jonghyun knew exactly where this was going and there was absolutely no way he was letting it happen, absolutely none. But still, he couldn't find his voice; he didn't have the energy to talk; instead, he just looked at Kibum, laughing almost histerically as the younger watched with wide eyes, completely confused before Jonghyun shook his head at his parents.

"No, Mother no."

"Jonghyun we have arranged for the two of you to be married.. Krystal will be visiting with her family next week.."

"Mother you can't!"

"Jonghyun it is settled." His father boomed in, trying hard to get it into the boys head as he shook his head stubbornly, before pulling Kibum closer.

"No, it is not ing settled-"

"Jonghyun, watch your language!-"

"No! You come home demanding i marry someone i've never met and i have to watch my ing language?!" Jonghyun said sternly, standing up from the couch to look down at his parents.

"Jinki is older than me, it was promised that he was to be married first and now you're trying to hook me up with some just because she's from a rich family?!"

"That's enough." Jonghyun's father interrupted, standing up to face the boy more closely.

"You are more responsable than Jinki and so you will do as i say and marry this girl, do you understand?"

Kibum felt his heart drop; he couldn't help but bite his lip to hold back his tears, and Jonghyun's mother didn't miss this the action one bit, scooting onto the couch to grip his hand before whispering towards him; concern all over her face.

"Are you okay sweetheart?"

Kibum didn't respond, he just sat still, completely and utterly crushed by the situation.

He was heart broken.

If his heart was made of glass, it would be shattered into a million pieces all because of their words. He just wanted to leave; he knew meeting Jonghyun's parents would be hard but right now, he just wanted to take the elder's hand and go back to their cosy apartment.

What frightened him was the fact that he didn't know if Jonghyun would follow...

Amongst his thoughts, Kibum perked up at the sound of his name, completely stunned at his lovers actions.

"No, you will not marry me off to some girl when i have a beautiful boyfriend sitting right there. Kibum makes me happy, and i'm much happier with him than i ever have been so if you're so insistant that i marry this girl, i would rather leave home. Cut me off, i dont care, but i refuse to marry her. The only person i will marry is Kibum and if you're not okay with that, then i with gladly leave."

Kibum watched stunned, slipping his hand out of the woman's aside him before carefully tugging at Jonghyun's sleeve, the said boy slowly turning round to face his feline lover, panting lightly from his previous argument.

Kibum just shook his head.

"Jonghyun.. You idiot.." His mother sighed, holding her head as she stood to join his father.

"You're disgusting" "discrace" "dissapointment" "get out" "disowned." Jonghyun waited for it; he didn't even bother sitting down, he guessed he would be leaving soon because that's how it goes, right?

"I'm extremely dissapointed in you Jonghyun." His father almost whispered, sighing heavily and Jonghyun knew he had a soon que to leave.

"This is going to be so embarrassing.. Jonghyun why didn't you call, let us know?!"

What?

"We are going to look so foolish... What do we do?" His mother chipped in, earning a groan from the suited man who turned to face her.

"We have to tell them! Oh dear, and she sounded so pleased.."

"Excuse me." Jonghyun started awkwardly, coughing lightly to get his parents attention who were fretting to themselves. "I hate to you know.. ask, but i just sort of introduced you to my boyfriend... and you haven't said a word about it.. Aren't you going to hit me? Throw me out?"

Jonghyun earned a strange look from the two people opposite the boys, before his step-mother pouted her lips, and flicked the silver haired boy's head lightly.

"Don't be foolish.. but yes how rude of us. Kibum, welcome to the family dear, it's wonderful to meet you.. Now if you'll excuse us, Jonghyun's father and myself have a very awkward phone call to make.." 

And with that she dragged the suited male out the room; both mumbling something about 'how would they tell them?' and 'Maybe they could offer Jinki?'

Jonghyun couldn't get his head around the situation, he was only brought back to reality when he heard Kibum stand from the couch and next to him; the younger's breath hitting his neck in short pants.

"Jonghyun.. What just happened?"

"I.. I don't know babe.."

And Jonghyun was being honest.. Today had perhaps been one of the most confusing days of his life.

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*throws rocks at cliche story lines* I couldn't make this a typical 'you're gay, you're disowned' story, theres way too many of those.

Also i almost left a cliff hanger after announcing that Jonghyun had an arranged marriage but that's just cruel, i couldnt do that to you...

Anyway.. comment/subscribe.. or don't, I would like it if you did but, no pressure or anything.

Thank you to everyone who has given me support so far ^^ *iloveyou*

Sorry for any mistakes..

*hugs you, tucks you in, kisses your forehead* bye for now lovelies. <3