*HYUNGJUN'S POV*     *Beep Beep!*     From the sound of it, I know it's from a SUV; perhaps Jungmin.     "Yah Maknae! Open this door!" he unnecessarily made a fuss by banging my house's door too loud. He's practically trying to make a ruckus and put me into trouble, this horse seriously.     "The last time I remember, horses neigh not shout nor intentionally make a ruckus in human's houses." I teased. His patience is too thin and is easy to break, it's terrifying at first but knowing him for years? It's becoming funnier.     "Yah! Who are you calling horse!" He entered my house like it's nobody's business and went straight for the sala, specifically the sofa. "So, I'm first?"     "Yeah," I handed him the soda can and opened the box of pizza laying on the table before we both sit across each other.     "I though you'll be going with Kyujong?" I asked Jungmin.     "Ahh, he called me and told me that he'll have to pass by Eunha's workplace first before coming here." he answered me before gesturing for toast. I raise an eyebrow, questioning him what on earth is he up to.     "For SS501's comeback as five." The y charisma flashed me his million dollar smile, one of the things he's really famous for.     "As five." I answered him with a toast.     The next thing we knew, we almost ate half of the pizza and needed to order another box and added two boxes of chicken in our order. My doorbell rang.     "Sorry, I thought you might need a hand and just answered the delivery for you." Kyujong beamed as he lift up the pizza box and the chicken box from his both hands.     "Yo brother! Thanks!" I took the chicken box from his right hand and gave him a one-arm hug, he answered it with the same and patted my back.     "So this is it?" Kyujong smiled. The excitement can easily be traced from our center's face.     "Yeah, so surreal isn't it?" Jungmin stood up and gave the same hug to our center and took the pizza box from him and laid it on the table.     He just laughed and we all sat down. The silence made us rethink of the past 15 years ever since our debut and how we've come to this.     Another thirty minutes came before we hear a car's engine. I know who it is already and opened the door for them.     "Yo Bro--" there was something rather odd when Youngsaeng entered the house. He seems... cold.     "Never mind your Youngsaeng hyung, we have to talk." Perhaps it's not as cold as Youngsaeng hyung's but nonetheless Hyunjoong hyung's voice is emotionless, like the same excitement I, Jungmin and Kyujong have is not affecting him.     Hyunjoong hyung is about to sit down but the already seated Youngsaeng hyung spoke.     "No need for that. Just tell the kids then leave." He glared at the eldest.     The anger is evident on Youngsaeng hyung's body language. His baby face feature cannot help him hide it any better.      This hyung is the member I least wanted to get mad at me but seeing him right now, I can't even dream of seeing myself being on Hyunjoong hyung's position at the moment.     "Okay." Jungmin and Kyujong both straightened up from their seats, Youngsaeng lousily positioned himself; perfectly telling us that he's not interested, meanwhile me and Hyunjoong hyung are still standing.   "I can't make it."     I can hear everyone within my house breathe but neither one of us spoke right after...     "What the hell?" until Jungmin broke the ice.     "No, wait. What do you mean by that?" Kyujong speak up.     Hyunjoong hyung questioningly looking at Kyujong.     "What? We might be taking it out of context? Come on, Hyunjoong hyung doesn't mean--"     "No, Kyujong. I can't make it, probably another two years..." Hyunjoong hyung answered direct to the point.     " you." Jungmin spatted.     "Jungmin-ah." I weakly tried to intervene. Jungmin is known to be friendly but he and Hyunjoong hyung has a long list of disagreements, but never did Jungmin pulled a curse word against him.     "What?!" Hyunjoong hyung is obviously pissed and is now agitated, obviously not liking being cursed up on his face.     "It's true." Youngsaeng hyung said, effectively fuming up the now flared up Hyunjoong.     "Hyung, andwae." I immediately go beside Hyunjoong ready to use my body to stop him if needed.     "Why can't you guys just understand? I need to rebuild my image and career and that also means accepting solo opportunities!" Hyunjoong hyung reasoned out.     "Bu-but hyung," Hyunjoong sets his eyes on me. "maybe you could lend us three months? For promotions and maybe a few concerts here and in Japan? Just so we won't have to drag the fans for waiting?" I know this is a lame CPR operation to fix whatever is going on, but it could be worth a try, right?     "I can't. I already signed the contract."     I noticed how Kyujong's hands turned into a fist. I don't know how but I guess the vulnerability of our situation made it possible for me to notice all these supposedly subtle movements.     "Please understand." Hyunjoong hyung bowed down.     "Thank you," all our eyes turned to Kyujong. "for being the best boy I ever know." The next thing we know is that a pillow flew and hit Hyunjoong right on his body.     Kyujong stood up and tried to look elsewhere before storming out... Or I thought so.     He walk right at our direction and looked at Hyunjoong hyung from head to toe, the latter avoided the former's eyes before he found his collar being pulled up by Kyujong hyung.     "You're a scumbag. After everything, this is what you gave us? S