At the vice presidents’ dorm room, Wonwoo was staring into a painting. A familiar and old one, that is.

“What’s that?” The three went to his upper bed.

“Yah! The bed will fall!” Wonwoo covered the painting.

“Show that to us!”

“Mhm!”

“Maknae!” Baekhyun whined.

“Fine.” Wonwoo rolled his eyes.

“It’s so cute!”

“Did you draw that?”

Jeonghan grinned but then saw the writing at the back.

Hyung! I want to be an artist! Look, I drew you! You look so cute, hyung! –Kim Mingyu (5/8/2010)

“Aigoo, I think I know.” Jeonghan smirked.

Wonwoo’s eyes widen.

“You do?!”

“Look at the back.”

Before Wonwoo could hide it, the other two saw it already.

“Omo! That’s so cute!” Baekhyun squealed.

“What’s the story behind this?”

“Well, he was 9 years old when he suddenly asked me what I want to be when I grow up. I told him that I don’t know yet. Then he suddenly drew this and wouldn’t give it to me. He gave it to me before I moved here.” Wonwoo smiled at the memory.

“Wah, you two sound like childhood friends.”

Wonwoo’s smile faltered.

“Friends…” Wonwoo mumbled.

“Why?” Kyungsoo tilted his head.

“Tell us!” Baekhyun whined.

“Stop being so whiny, hyung! I’ll tell you some other day!” Wonwoo stuck his tongue out.

The three groaned.

“You’re unbelievable!” Kyungsoo pouted before coming down.

“I have to go. See you later.” Baekhyun came down too.

Wonwoo raised an eyebrow at Jeonghan who was smiling so innocently.

“What do you want, hyung?” Wonwoo chuckled.

“I want to ask about… Choi Seungcheol.” Jeonghan bit his lip.

“Kyungsoo hyung!”

“Yah!”

“What do you want?”

“Our newbie wants to know things about your friend, Seungcheol hyung.” Wonwoo smirked.

Jeonghan glared at Wonwoo.

“Sure. Come down here. I’m already lazy to go up there.”

Jeonghan pouted and went down to sit next to Kyungsoo who was listening to music.

“So you’re crushing on Seungcheol?” Kyungsoo chuckled.

“How can’t I? He’s been nothing to me but nice.” Jeonghan scratched his nape.

“What do you want to know? I’m all ears.” Kyungsoo removed his earphones.

“Is he really like that?”

“Yes. We’re not exactly that close so he doesn’t share much to me.”

“And… how can one make him smile?” Jeonghan smiled remembering Seungcheol’s chuckle.

“Well… I don’t really know. When he’s comfortable around you, he’s really bright. It would actually shock you once that happens.”

“So his cold personality is just a façade?”

“Not exactly. He has his moments.” Kyungsoo shrugged.

“Then what about him quitting sports?”

“That… nobody really knows. He doesn’t want to either.”

“Oh…” Jeonghan nodded.

“Now you tell me.”

“What?”

“Is Jongin treating you just fine?”

“Mhm! Jongin sunbae is really nice!” Jeonghan grinned.

“Sunbae?” Kyungsoo contained his laugh.

“He told me to call him sunbae!” Jeonghan whined.

“That kid.” Kyungsoo shook his head in disbelief.

The next day, Kyungsoo saw Jongdae at the hallway.

“Jongdae! You look so tired. Are you okay?”

“Jongin kept me up all night. Seriously, does he have an all-nighter?” Jongdae groaned as he messed up his hair.

“Eh? Why?”

“Just for family, Kyungsoo. No outsiders allowed.” Jongdae chuckled.

Kyungsoo pouted.

“Please?”

Jongdae sighed and Kyungsoo knew that his friend was going to give in.

“Fine. It’s not that much of a private thing anyway.”

Kyungsoo smiled.

“But it’s boring, Kyungsoo. You might not be entertained.”

Kyungsoo wanted to say that it was okay because this was Jongin but Jongdae doesn’t know about his crush on the latter’s half-brother.

“It’s okay. I’d rather walk with you speaking than falling asleep on the floor because it’s too quiet.” Kyungsoo shrugged.

“Well, it’s about his other passion, dancing.” Jongdae scratched his nape.

“What about it?”

“He has this dance recital tomorrow. And we stayed up all night just to perfect it. Like I can even do the steps with my eyes closed now!”

“Recital? Wah, that’s a big opportunity.”

“It is. I wanted to catch up on sleep but my dongsaeng looked so excited and happy, I didn’t have the heart to not help him.” Jongdae chuckled.

“Aigoo, you’re such a cheesy hyung.” Kyungsoo whacked Jongdae’s head.

“I’m older than you!”

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