fifth
Baby, what's your sign?
Lee Kikwang couldn't sleep that night. He couldn't even closed his eyes for a mere minute.
He tossed in his bed, trying so hard to stop thinking about it.
A failed try.
This misery was caused by his oblivious little brother.
His brother was struggling with his toy car when he saw him.
Trying to be an awesome hyung, he came to him and offered him to fix his toy.
His brother gladly accepted the offer and handed him the car.
Five minutes later, it was ruined into pieces.
His brother kick him and yelled
"Hyung! Why did you offer to help me? You're not good at fixing things!"
"Ya! I'm just trying to help! I'm just trying to be a god hyung!"
"Seriously, what is your good feature? You don't have any!"
His brother's words sent him stunned. And his brother's words sent him toppled his little brother to the floor.
"Watch how you talk to me!"
But, then his words echoed in his mind. What is my good feature? What's best about me?
He told Yoseob about this.
"Well, I'm good at dancing."
"But you're not as good at Hyunseung."
He frowned.
"Yes, Kwangie, what is the best thing about you?"
He told Hongki about this.
"Well, I'm good at singing."
"I'm better than you."
He frowned.
"Tell me, Kikwang, what is the best thing about you?"
He told Hyuna about this.
"I'm handsome. And I have luscious lips."
"Oppa, you're lips is too thick for my liking."
He frowned.
"Oppa, what is the best thing about you?"
He told Jokwon about this.
"Hyung, I have muscles, you know?"
"Your chest is too broad. You should work your thigh instead."
He frowned.
"Seriously Kikwang, what is the best thing about you?"
He told G.Na about this.
"I'm polite, noona."
"Nah, you don't look like it."
He frowned.
"Hey, Kiki, what is the best thing about you?"
He told Hyosung about this.
"What is the best thing about me?"
She frowned.
"Hmmm. You have cute toes and you shaved."
"Really?"
"Don't you believe me?"
"You're such a strange girl."
He held her and place a kiss on her forehead.
She giggled, loving the affection.
They were slow-dancing following their favorite song. Her head lean on his shoulder, his hand on her waist, her scent filled his nose and his little steps guided their dance.
Everything felt oh-so-right.
"I think I know the answer now."
"You shouldn't have to ask in the first place, you know. You're amazing. And awesome. Don't listen to them."
"No, I mean it."
"Okay, I'm all-ears now. Tell me what's the best thing about you."
He kissed her instead of answering her.
She smiled and fell for him again.
She fell hard.
"Well, the best thing about me is you."
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