Kyung rushed to the bathroom and threw up all the vodka that previously entered his body. He hated drinking but he drank anyways... for Zico. His mind was clouded with the thought of Zico and Taeil actually together, he threw up even more. Soon Zico entered the bathroom and patted Kyung's back.

"Kyung.... you're so stupid to chug a vodka like that." Kyung mumbled,"I did it for you ." "What was that?" "Nothing." Zico had a napkin in his hands and wiped Kyung's face. Zico looked at Kyung's lips and traced his eyes over his face. Kyung looked deep into his eyes, wanting to tell him how he really felt, how much he loved Zico. "What are you looking at?" "Huh, what?" Kyung said in a daze."Nothing... nothing." "Well I better get you home then, because I know you Park Kyung. At any moment the alcohol will get to you." Zico started putting his hand over Kyung's shoulder then suddenly Kyung felt heavy and fell to the floor. Zico was terrified at this. He scooped him up in his arms and took him to a room across the studio. Zico always slept there when he did his late night recordings. Kyung opened one eye to see where he was going and immediately closed it. This was like a dream to him, being in his arms. Kyung was faking it, just to spend the night with Jiho. Kyung giggled inside, he had no other way to make Jiho love him, tonight Woo Jiho will return Kyung's affection. Kyung soon mumbled when Zico sent him on the bed. Zico laid next to Kyung. He didn't want to leave him, not like this. Kyung tossed and turned. He faced Zico and opened his eyes slightly. "Ziconi, do you like me?" Kyung poked his nose and pouted. "Yeah, sure you can say that." "No no no no, do you like like me?" "Ummmm...." Zico pondered, Zico only felt friendship with Kyung, nothing more."You're my best friend? Does that count?" "No! That doesn't count. I like you Zico and you don't like me back right?" "..... I don't