"Aish! Fine! Fine! We'll stop teasing you." L.Joe made a face before mumbled to himself. "No jam geezer."

"I can hear you..."

Daehyun propped his chin on the table. "But how you can handle sasaeng, here? Like, oh well, they're scary."

Jaejoong thought awhile. "To think it back, it was pretty bad and annoying to handle. You will barely able to sleep peacefully at night or getting undress without fright." He shivered. "Don't make me think about them again."

Myungsoo said. "But, you're saying you still have some."

"Not really, I guess. Judging for my age, I'm pretty sure some of them had knocked into some senses and come back to reality."

"So, you're admitting you're old now, no jam geezer?" L.Joe commented before screamed in pain after Jaejoong walloped his head.

"Byunghun-ah... I swear, if you call me again that I will..."

Apparently Jaejoong couldn't finished his sentence as Daehyun suddenly screamed Kreeeeee----ssseeeee.

Kris entered the cafe, taking off his shades with stylish before strode towards them as if there was a red carpet placed between the door and their table.

"You're late!"

"Fashionablely late, guys. Sorry. My flight was delayed but oh well, I'm here, for you guys." He opened his arms wide after speaking the most perfect English accents.

...

"What? No reply? Is there anything on my shirt?" He looked down at his shirt before found nothing. "What's wrong wit