‘That isn't the point!’

‘Then what is? Tell me Zhoumi, because I’m trying my ing best to understand!’

‘My point, KYUHYUN, is that you blew me off to see Changmin….SHIM CHANGMIN!’ Zhoumi yelled through the dorm.

‘Now I am not allowed to see other guys?’ Kyuhyun asked, but got a raised brow from his boyfriend instead, ‘That isn't what I meant.’

‘Then what did you mean?’ The taller asked, arms crossed across his chest.

‘I meant that he is my best friend, Mi,’ Kyuhyun explained, ‘I am allowed to see him if I want.’

‘HE LIVES NEXT DOOR!’ Zhoumi screeched again, ‘And you see him everyday at work, last night was the first time I would have seen you in a month, instead here I am shouting at you!’

‘I wonder whose fault that is.’ Kyuhyun muttered under his breath, not really wanting his lover to hear.

‘Excuse me?’ The chinaman asked with large eyes, evident that he heard Kyu, ‘You know what, you sleep on the ing couch, Kui Xian!’And with that said, their shared bedroom door slammed with the maknae on the other side of it.

‘Ooooo the Chinese name came out, you ed Kyu and not in the good way.’

‘Shut up, Heechul!’

Kyuhyun and Zhoumi had been together for five years. When moving to Korea, Zhoumi knew no one and couldn't speak the language to save his life. Yes he had Hangeng around and some of the other Chinese idols, but they always had that other person. Hangeng had Heechul, Victoria had Luna and even Henry made friends with some girl name Amber, whom they spoke english to each other half the time. He sat in the studio one night, exhausted and honestly on the brink of wanting to give up and move back home, regardless over the fact that he would debut. Signing for the nth time, he heard the door open and in walked in a face he knew, a face that he would soon debut with next month. 

‘Mi?’ The voice asked, ‘Why you sitting on the floor?’

‘Exhausted.’ Was all he could muster, ‘Why you here, Kui Xian?’

A faint blush spread on his cheeks, ‘Practicing the choreography. Apparently I resemble the movements of a young horse trying to stand on its first try.’

‘Donghae?’ He asked.

‘Donghae,’ Kyuhyun sighed, ‘Everyones sees him as this innocent fish, he is the devil… THE DEVIL.’

‘The pot calls the kettle,’ Zhoumi chuckled, stretching his arm out, ‘Help me up?’

‘At least I know I am evil,’ Kyu let out a small grunt as he got the taller to his feet, ‘Donghae has this hidden side.’

Zhoumi’s melodic laugh once again filtered through the room, ‘Well I can help you if you like, I have been here for hours practicing. Hangeng gege had been helping me out.’

‘I would love that…’

Since that evening in the studio, they had gotten a lot closer. Kyuhyun helped Zhoumi with is Korean, and Zhoumi repaid him with some dancing help as well as some Chinese lessons. They had become as thick as thieves and it was no surprise to anyone when they revealed that they had started dating a few years later. To be honest, they all had a bet to when they would finally tell everyone. Yesung won. Now five years into the relationship, Kyuhyun stood outside his bedroom with an angry boyfriend in it. 

‘You’re an idiot.’ Another voice called from the couch.

‘No one asked you, Hangeng hyung.’ Kyuhyun crashed on the another couch, a pout on his face.

‘I know you didn’t but I just thought you should know.’ He smirked. 

‘That’s my Hannie.’ Heechul couldn't help but pull his boyfriend into a kiss, which started to get a little more intimate then it should have been. 

Leeteuk just happened to walk in with a cup of coffee in his hand and reading a booklet that functioned as everyone's schedule for the month, ‘Yah, you have a bedroom,’ He scolded, hitting them with the thick stack of papers, ‘And didn't you two have this morning already…like twice!’

‘What can I say,’ Heechul pulled away, ‘My Hannie is just so irresistible.’

‘Gross.’ The leader and maknae said in unison. 

‘Oh please, like you and Kangin don’t get it on in the late evenings.’ Heechul stated flatly as his elder choked a little on his coffee, ‘Yeah we can hear you, Teukie. Oh Kangin, yes….oh god there. Yes Kangin, , yes…harder!!!’

‘Okay stop!’ Leeteuk ended the conversation, ‘I feel like I am going to throw up!’

‘Don’t worry, not everyone can stomach the first time they swallow.’ Heechul winked as Leeteuk went pale and face palmed.

‘Please go get everyone Kyuhyun before I become a criminal.’ Leeteuk muttered.

The maknae jumped off the couch and couldn't help but laugh. When his hyung’s bantered, Heechul was always the best. He walked from bedroom to bedroom as well as going upstairs. It was a rare occasion to have all 15 boys home at once, but it was an occasion they were going to savor on this dull Saturday. It had been overcast the entire day, with patches of rain every now and then. Slowly the lounge began to fill up with the members. Yesung held a turtle, while Siwon and Kibum had scripts in their hands and Henry held his violin. 

‘Where is Zhoumi?’ Leeteuk asked, looking around to make sure he didn't miss him by mistake.

‘Probably still sulking in his room.’ Heechul chipped in, everyone looked at him, ‘Kyuhyun ed up again.’

‘Ohhhhh.’ A symphony response came from everyone. 

‘Screw all of you.’ The younger huffed, ‘I didn't up!’

‘Yet here we all are, and one Mimi short.’ Sungmin added.

‘No one asked you, you damn pumpkin patch baby!’ Kyuhyun snapped.

‘Just go fetch him Kyuhyun.’ Leeteuk instructed, ‘You can fix your love life after this meeting and show some respect, Sungmin is still your elder.’

Grumbling to himself, he begrudgingly stood up and dragged his feet towards his bedroom down the hall. He really didn't want to knock on the door, but everyone was waiting. At first he tried opening it, but it was locked. Figures. After countless knocks and callings, Zhoumi still didn't reply. He even banged, figuring the elder might had fallen asleep, but that just got him a scolding from the others saying he was going to break the door. Sighing in defeat, he ventured back and everyone looked at him as if Kyuhyun was hiding the chinaman behind his back or something.

‘And?’ Leeteuk asked.

‘The stubborn bastard isn't opening up for me.’ Kyuhyun flopped on the couch in defeat.

‘Hangeng, please?’ Leeteuk asked, rubbing his temples. 

‘On it.’ He stood up and went to collect his fellow Chinamen. Within seconds he arrived with a confused Zhoumi over his shoulder and begging to be put down, ‘One serving of Seasoning.’

‘Put me down Hangeng!’ Zhoumi failed around, long limbs everywhere. With that, he dropped Zhoumi on the floor with a thump, ‘Ouch!’s

‘You did ask to be put down.’ Hangeng shrugged his shoulders, ‘Best to be precise next time, Mi.’

‘Right, now we can start.’ Leeteuk clapped his hands together firmly. 

This weekend was a free one for everyone. No schedules but that didn't mean they shouldn’t prepare for the weeks to come. From Monday, chaos and hectic timings was going to become the norm. Leeteuk broke down timing for Siwon and Kibum who would be shooting a separate dramas, while Heechul got his schedule for MC’ing. Hangeng and Zhoumi would head back to China in two weeks, to do a few appearances on shows and also host. So they both had preparations to take into account. The leader explained how promotions and CF’s fit into the picture for the group. Slowly but surly, Leeteuk covered every member, warning them to not slack on and anything they did and listen to their managers, but also giving them words of encouragement. 

Leeteuk felt, and quite frankly, looked like a mother giving their kids instructions to clean the house. Kangin sat behind his lover with a proud smile on his face. Leeteuk was a true leader, making sure that everyone came first, and just lived in peace regardless of the few hiccups that occurred here and there. But t