I apologize if this chapter may seem boring or short >.< ! I'm trying to go as fast as I can. Actually, I already have a lot of ideas in my mind about Nana's life ahead, just a little slow at putting it in the form of words. As I always say in my previous chapters, thank you to all my supporters and readers! Comments are welcomed and loved <3!

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“P-Penalty?” she stressed on the word again, and here I thought that last words were supposed to leave a deeper impression. I’m pretty sure that they did not see this coming, with her not answering that controversial question and the punishment that I had decided to bring out.

From the beginning, I had never expected her to provide a reply pertaining to that. She’s too kind to only accept one and deny four. Earlier, I already had in mind what kind of benefit I wanted to achieve from this random Q&A. Choi Minho was on mute like usual, which was fine with me. Maybe I was over analyzing, thinking that the other hyungs had also wanted to borrow this opportunity to continue advancing on her. I wanted to tell them off sarcastically-

Hyungs, if Nana was such an easy target, all of us would have scored by tonight.

Turning to look at her, she had a dumbfounded expression on her face. I wanted to pinch her cheeks and laugh with her, clouding them with jealousy that I’ve got the upper hand with her. As time goes by, I can’t resist getting more and more attached to her. Plus, I can tell that I had gotten into her good books. I want to maintain that position within her, but with a little fun and some of my own style.

I walked steadily towards her, protruding a little more force to emit the sound of heel against the floor to break the silence that seemed to drag on. I wasn’t stomping, but as I was making way to stand directly in front of her, the tension in the air was rising by the second.

Yet, nobody stood out to halt my steps.

I reached my destination, and Nana looked up towards me. She was so hypnotizing that I wouldn’t mind standing there for an eternity, drowning in those beautiful hazel brown eyes of hers. I had to stop my head from wanting to spin, and stop the smile that was gradually increasing on my face. It felt like time was on our side, stopping for the two of us, until a voice just had to pull us back to the gravity of reality.

A strong hand gripped around my right arm. I look back to see who was the one who plucked up the courage to do this. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t surprised to find him stopping me. But he was solely looking at her, even with his hand pressing on me, it did not distract him. I was correct; everybody including him was under her spell.

“Don’t do anything rash, Taemin.” Minho had spoken.

In that minute, the world seems to be revolving only around the three of us.

“Minho-sshi, it’s okay. It’s just a rule of the game.” She said.

His hands left me without hesitate, and I saw Onew whispering a few words into his ears. Nobody could beat him in a game of poker face. It’s hard to see whether he’s angry, or that he just doesn’t bother. But he must be caring for her, even a little as to show concern for her.

She looked like she’s waiting for a verdict or an explanation on what I wanted her to do. I had thought of that, wanting her to call me ‘oppa’ before I concluded that this isn’t truth or dare. I’ll be the one doing something, not her.

My fingertips were on her chin, staying at one particular spot. It was so hard trying to stop my fingers from wanting to roam her cheeks and her face, feeling more of her soft skin. I arched closer to her until our foreheads were touching. Her fierce gaze was piercing me with no hints of a timid person. I started to wonder why she was so shy when we first met.

Nearer, I moved, and the tips of our noses were in contact. Still, she didn’t close her eyes.    

I could almost feel her hot breath on my lips. Anyone would have expected me to kiss her, but I didn’t. As much as I wanted to, I knew it wasn’t the right time now.

Tilting my head to the left, I planted a light peck on her right cheek. The surface of my lips was grazing on her skin slowly, until it ended a little on the edge of her lips. I let myself linger in that position for a while until she pushed me away.

“Taemin, the joke has gone too far.” Jonghyun finally said, as if taking the words right out of before dragging her away from me. Onew did the same to me, pushing me to stand further away. My eyes were still focused on her, waiting for Nana herself to give me her feedback.

She stopped herself from being steered by him, putting his hands down from her shoulders, and then putting on a smile as if nothing happened. It was an eye smile, the sweetest type that no man could ever withstand.

“I was lucky that it was only a light penalty this time.”

I know. That’s why it couldn’t be even considered a punishment in disguise.

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Oh my god, that bloody bastard kissed her. Yes Kim Kibum, he kissed her.

How dare he, I thought. I’ve been keeping a low profile all along, and you’re probably wondering why. It was hard to restrain myself from my usual loud personality, but I’m doing it all for her, taking things easy, letting her be comfortable with all of us. And there he was, taking advantage of my generous discreetness.   

I looked at ‘innocent’ maknae, who was full of himself and satisfied that he had taken the first step. Taemin was lucky that she didn’t burst into tears after his obvious teasing. Instead, there she was reassuring Jjong-hyung (who was frantic) and Onew-hyung (who kept apologizing) that everything was fine. If she really did cry, although I doubt she will, the person held responsible will be laying on the floor with a broken jaw, a compliment from me.

She’s strong, Min Nana, my girl.

“Sorry for scaring you earlier.” The jerk apologized with an unapologetic tone, approaching her again. She stepped back a little before stabilizing herself.

Get away from her, idiot!

I shot him a death glare he didn’t manage to catch. If we could communicate through telepathy, I would have told him off-

You idiot! You didn’t just scare her; you could have probably traumatized her, you made her feel uneasy! She wouldn’t want to see us; she would have pushed away all men’s touch in the future. That wouldn’t be a good thing for me…I mean for her!

What the hell?

“I’m not a ert…I’m not a ert…” I chanted deep in my mind that it echoed through my mouth in the form of low muttering.

“I’m fine; let’s just forget about it and move on.” Nana answered, this time a bit coldly, but not to the extend of plain rudeness. I grunted in frustration. Why must she be like this, so forgiving and open-minded? I preferred it if she slapped him back in return.

“Kibum-sshi, are you okay?” she asked after hearing my informal complaint. I nod my head and gave her a ‘thumbs up’. Onew hyung then suggested we go in as it was getting humid outside. I know he just wanted to break the fire amongst the five of us, playing his role as a ‘peace-maker’. When entering into the air-conditioned living hall, she avoided Taemin and purposely stayed close to me. I took the chance God had given to me.

“Nana?” I whispered, my right hand hiding my mouth from view, like a little kid ready to tell a secret.

“Yes?” she replied, copying me. She looked so cute then, so mischievous.

“Can you call me Key instead of Kibum?”

She giggled shortly with a smile on her face. “Of course, Key-sshi.”

There she goes with the formality again. Never mind, one step at a time, Kim Kibum. For now, I’m a satisfied man.

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Sorry for the really y Key and Taemin's POV. I'll try harder next time!

P.S: I edited the description to this fic. I don't know if it's better or not, but the last one was kind of long-winded. XD