I turned my head away from Minho to look at Chaerin.

“What?” I asked in a bewildered tone. She looked at me with a serious expression.

“It’s not my place to say.” She said softly, I nodded and looked back to Minho. He looked very dishevelled; I tilted my head to the side and inquired.

“What’s wrong Minho?” I asked innocently; Dara, Jinki and Chaerin all face-palmed at the same time. Now I was even more confused.

“Am I missing something?” I asked looking around the room for an answer. Jjong was staring up at Minho with recognition in his eyes. His mouth fell open; I looked at Minho who was staring back at Jjong, a blush growing on his cheeks.

“You don’t.” Jjong said in disbelief. Minho’s nervous eyes turned into a glare.

“So what if I do?!” he snapped back. My eyes grew wider.

“What are you guys talking about?” I asked again, whipping my head back and forth between the two. This time everyone gave me an incredulous look.

“What?!” I yelled. “I’m so confused!” I pouted; everyone knew but me obviously. And obviously no one was going to tell me. I looked at Jjong.

“Jjongie, what going on?” I asked him innocently. He bit his lip and shook his head, looking back at Minho.

“It’s not my place...” I sighed in frustration.

“Then who’s place is it!?” everyone’s head turned towards Minho. I turned my gaze towards him as well, a devilish smile appearing on my lips.

“Minho? Do you have something you want to tell me?” I asked in a motherly tone, getting up from the couch and approaching him slowly. He started to back away, retreating into the hall he came from. I started to move faster – but it was that fast considering my leg, but no one got up to help me.

Soon enough I had cornered him into a random room the hall lead to. He looked really unsettled. I popped my hip and crossed my arms.

“Spill.” I stated finally. He gulped.

“Kibum, I don’t really think I shou-” he began but I cut him off.

“I. Don’t. Care. Tell me.” I repeated. He sighed and gave up. I smiled in victory.

“I like you.” My jaw hit the floor.

“Come again?” I asked, not really believing what I just heard.

“I like you Kibum.” He repeated again looking away from me. I let out a shaky breath.

“Are you serious Minho?” I had to be sure. He rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Yes, of course I’m sure.” He said flatly.

“Then why didn’t you tell me!?”I raised my voice dropping my hands to my sides. He just sighed again.

“Because I knew you loved Jjong-hyung.” I threw my hands up in the air in disbelief.

“So you suffered in silence? That’s not smart Minho.” He glared at me.

“Like you have room to talk.” He said sarcastically. I shifted on my feet.

“Well... you should practice what you preach.” I said in a confident tone, thinking I beat him at his own game. He just shook his head.

“I was preaching to myself as well.” I narrowed my eyes. He beat me. I guess I should get this over with. I bowed to him, my hands at my side and my head down. Once I stood up, I looked him in he shocked eyes. I smiled at him apologetically.

“I’m sorry Minho, I love you too. Just not in that way.” I said, and bowed again. When I lifted my head to look at him, I found the strangest scene in front of me. He was smiling. I looked at him in confusion.

“What? Did I say something funny?” I asked a little irritated. He waved his hand in front of his face and shook his head.

“No, no. I’m just surprised that this is easier to accept than I thought.” He chuckle. I crossed my arms again.

“Eh?”

“I guess I already knew this would happen,” he sobered up and looked at me seriously, “so I’ve been preparing to hear your rejection.” I bit my lip.

“I’m so sorry...” I mumbled looking away. Saying I rejected him sounded really harsh.

“It’s okay Kibum. I’ll live. Besides, they say if you love someone you should let them go right? Well, I want you to be happy. And Jjong-hyung is a really good guy. So I’m glad that if it’s not me, it’s someone like him.” He said with a warm smile. I smiled and walked up to him.

“Thank you Minho!” I gave him a hug and he hugged me tightly back.

“Let’s get back to the others.” He said after awhile, I nodded. He turned around and I climbed on his back. We walked back into the living room and everyone’s head snapped to look at us they all hesitantly raised from their seats. I held my fist high in victory.

“Yeah!” I yelled and every smiled and clapped lightly. Minho set me down and put an arm around my shoulder. Jjong made his way towards us; he held his hand out to Minho.

“No hard feelings?” he asked, Minho stared at it for a second then shook it.

“No problem hyung, it’s all good.” I smiled at the both of them. Jjong looked at me then and stepped in front of me. He pulled me into a hug then and spun me around. When he stopped I felt light headed.

“I need to sit down.” Everyone chuckled lightly. Once we were sitting I picked up my forgotten hot chocolate, and saw that everyone has acquired one. I lifted mine.

“Here’s to no more drama!” everyone laughed loudly but raised their mug anyway.

“No drama!”