*Brianna’s POV*

“What’s all that noise?” I asked.

“Probably Minho beating up Nicole,” Key said calmly.

“Beating her up?! Why-,”

“She tried to break up Taemin and Carolyn.”

“But still-,”

“And a few minutes ago she tired to break up you and me.”

“Oh,” I said. “Well, then let him carry on.”

I snuggled closer to Key and took a handful of popcorn from the bowl he was holding. We were in the den downstairs watching a Korean movie together. I didn’t understand much of it, but I wanted to watch it to be fair to Key. He’d been speaking in English so much I figured he might want a break.

“So, what did they just say-,”

“OH MY GOSH!! SHE’S COMING HERE!!! OH MY GOSH!!!!”

I was interrupted by shouts coming from a crazy Jonghyun as he ran by.

“Jjong, what are you screaming about?” Key shouted after him.

“Annie is coming hereeeeee!” he danced into the room. “The manager said that she could be my match since we got along so well! She’s coming tomorrow!!!!”

“I’m so happy for you!” I yelled after him as he skipped out of the room.

“It looks like things are beginning to work out after all,” Key smiled.

“I knew they would,” I answered.

“Riiiiiight,” he rolled his eyes at me jokingly.

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Haha, nothing yebo.”

I pouted and crossed my arms. But Key knew me too well. He kissed me softly on the cheek, forcing a smile across my lips.

*Taemin’s POV*

“I knew we should’ve brought an umbrella!” I shouted through the downpour.

“How was I supposed to know it would start raining again?” Carolyn yelled back at me.

I laughed as we ran through the puddles, hand-in-hand, becoming fully drenched from head to toe.

“You just HAD to have your banana milk, huh?” Carolyn teased.

“Hey, don’t knock banana milk! I can’t believe that store actually had it!”

She just laughed at me as we ran down the country road.

“Look!” I shouted, pointing to a barn up ahead on our right. “Maybe we can take shelter in there until the rain lets up a little bit.”

“Sounds good!”

Thankfully the door of the barn was unlocked, so we slipped easily inside. I shut the door behind us, plunging the building into complete darkness.

“T-T-Taemin?”

I felt Carolyn’s hand brush past my leg in its search for mine.

“I’m right here,” I said as I wrapped my fingers in hers.

“Did I ever mention that I’m afraid of the dark?” she whispered.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of yebo; I’m right here.”

I wrapped my arms around her, in the most comforting way I could, and began to sing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLhgyRVijTQ).

I rocked her back and forth to the rhythm of the song, listening to the rain beating down on the roof of the barn. I stopped after about a minute.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded. “Your voice is so beautiful.”

A smile spread across my face as I continued to sing; meaning every word I said.