Taemin trembled, unknowing if it was because of the snow or the truth about Jinki. The hot chocolate in his hands was long dropped onto the ground, staining the white sidewalk. There was full-on tension and silence between the three. Kibum glared at Jinki, smacking his arm toget his attention. But Jinki cowardly stared at the tear-stained face of the maknae. Taemin forgot all about his meeting with Minho and kept his full attention on the older boy in front of him. 

Taemin stared at the young man in front of him, his remaining tears starting to dry before Minho wipes them away for him, and whispered, "Does that.... you know .... really mean...?"

"Yes, Taemin ah. I really like you too," Minho proclaimed before leaning his face forward again. They continued to kiss again, liking how each other tastes. They didn't worry about anyone watching. They didn't care that their families were rivals. The only thing that mattered was that they had each other.

For the first time in a while, Taemin found pure happiness. At the right timing too.

---

Jinki shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he sat in a table in Starbucks, sitting across from Kibum and Jonghyun. He darted his eyes at anywhere besides those two. The tension between them was too much. Jonghyun his chin curiously as Kibum told his boyfriend what had happened. Jinki mentally groaned and looked away as Jonghyun tried to initialize a makeout session in front of Jinki, but Kibum just pushed him away.

"No time for that, yeobo," Kibum whined. Jonghyun pouted.

"I guess just saying that in the middle of the streets was stupid," Jinki sat across Kibum and Jonghyun, who were busy thinking. Nobody had to say anything. Key and Jonghyun were already labeled as Taemin's parents. And no, his father didn't count before he's somewhat of a showerbag. Jinki winced early, expecting a painful death from Key's magazine of horror, pages and pages full of fashion and whatnot.

There was painful silence before Key and Jonghyun burst out into song, "Whatever he does, it's Onew sangtae~~~~" they sang, hitting the table along with the beat.

Jonghyun wiped the tears forming from his laughter and smiled at Jinki. "You're a good guy, hyung. That's what I like about you."

"Huh?"

"Taemin will get over it. In fact, knowing that frog-eyed jock, Minho's probably comforting him right now. I heard  today would be the day Minho confesses to him."

"No way, yeobo. Taemin'll confess first."

"Whoa! Taemin likes Minho too?!"

"Isn't it obvious? They've shared a kiss before. It's destiny!"

"Uhm, when can I be in this conversation?"

"... I'm feeling unsure about Minho though. Let's go. He might my Taeminnie," Kibum immediately shot up from his chair and walked towards the exit.

"Uhm, Kibummie... Shouldn't we give them some privacy?" Jonghyun followed after.

"No. We're going now," Kibum held up his infamous rolled-up magazine and glared at the two. "Unless you want to protest against it and get hurt in the process."

Jonghyun and Jinki gulped. They looked at each other, the scared expression obvious in their faces. They quickly tried to catch up with Kibum.

---

The trio drove towards Minho's house and paused. Jonghyun kept on planting kisses on Kibum to calm him down but Kibum still had that pissed/worried face on. Jinki rolled his eyes at each kiss. He continued to text Sunjung. Where's Sunjung when he needed her? Then Jinki smashed his head into the seat in front of him once Kibum suddenly paused. Note to self: Never let Kibum drive when he's pissed.

Kibum strode forward and stopped in front of the main entrance. He took out a spare key and quickly unlocked the door in one swift motion. God damnit, why did Minho give Kibum a spare key. was the only thought rushing through Jjong's and Onew's minds. He ran up the stairs as fast as possible but Jonghyun caught up to him quickly. The raptor tried to prevent the diva from opening the door as the latter put up a fair fight. 

Jinki shrugged and casually went up to open the door. His eyes widened like saucers and his face immediately flushed red. Jonghyun and Kibum stopped fighting and looked in the direction where Jinki's eyes were going. They stopped all actions.

"Holy ," Jinki cursed.

Taemin was underneath Minho, both battling for dominance with only their tongues in each other's mouths. Minho still had his clothes on but Taemin was in nothing but his boxers. Both were already drenched in sweat. Minho had his hand in Taemin's boxers and the sight was something Kibum couldn't handle. Taemin froze once he realized the three was watching him and Minho and blushed dark red.

"Uhh... h-hi, hyungs?" Taemin giggled awkwardly. Minho glanced at the three and quickly removed his hand from Taemin's boxers.

"Yah! What is this?" Jonghyun tried to erase the sight from his mind. Jinki probably fainted.

"Uhm, Minho and I are together now and we're kissing, yippee?"

Jonghyun snorted. "That was much more than kissing."

"Oh no. Has Jinki hyung fainted?" Minho slightly blushed, staring at the unconscious figure on the floor.

Kibum shook his head fiercely and disapprovingly. "Oh no. Oh no no no no. Taemin, no matter how your teenage hormonal body is, you shall stay away from him," He dragged Taemin away from Minho, even if the maknae was half-.

"Ahhhh, yeobo. You're such a diva."

"What was that? You want to get none for THREE weeks? And face the wrath of my magazine?"

"I'll be quiet."

"That's a first," Minho snorted, picking up his shirt.

"You shut up, Keroro," Jonghyun retorted. "Or else I'll you two as long as I want to."