Sungmin stared at the piece of paper, frowning “yah! What is this Kyuhyun?” he asked, arms crossed.

“The lyrics to my new song!” Kyuhyun, still the rookie singer tells him happily. As he was eating some cake from the fridge.

“Not these words they’re not” the older says, “Aigoo, you need to work on your songs Kyuhyun, I can’t feel them at all!” he complains “Now, get your off that chair and we are going to work on your words so it’ll fit the melody”

Kyuhyun chuckles “And you didn’t even let me finish my cake, remember?” he settles besides him, “I did work on my words Ming. It took me a while, but I finally wrote a song I’m proud of, should I sing for you?” he smiles, and he sings before he was answered.