Hana's gone. To drag her cousin over.

Hyukjae quickly checks on his husband. Donghae's masked. But he's clearly pissed. Hyukjae his back.

"Don't say or do anything stupid now. We just say hello and continue shopping."

Donghae frowns. Probably pouts, too.

"Babe," Hyukjae says. Quietly. Hana's steps get closer. "Remember, he hasn't done anything wrong."

"As if."

Donghae glances over. Hana's arrived. She's still beaming happily. Hyukjae's student... isn't. Jaymin bites his lip. Seems awkward. His eyes move over them. Drop to the floor. He nods his head. Mutters.

"Good afternoon..."

Hana swings his arm. Looks up at them all.

"Hello, Jaymin," Hyukjae says.

"I saw you taking pictures of us the other day," Donghae suddenly says. "Why? And why did you join Hyukjae's class, and why didn't you ever tell him that you're Hana's cousin?"

"Hae..." Hyukjae grips the back of his shirt.

The boy's puzzled. "Why... would I need to do that?"

"What? But you felt the need to tell him that you hate me? And I know you joined after all the recent articles about him--"

"Hae," Hyukjae says again. Takes his hand. "Many joined because of that, it's expected--"

"Jayminnee told me Mr. Lee was at a dance school! He read about it online!"

Hyukjae smiles kindly at Hana. Squeezes Donghae's hand. Shoppers keep looking at them. Hyukjae regrets his outfit. His hair.

"Th-that's good," Hyukjae says. "Anyone who wants to learn dance is welcome, so I'm happy to have Hana's cousin too."

"See!" Hana whispers up at Jaymin. Grins. Then turns back to Hyukjae. "Mr. Lee, uncle always argues with my dad so we only went to visit Jayminnie sometimes but now my uncle and daddy are working together so I see them a lot!"

Jaymin glares down at Hana. "Why do you talk so much?"

"I don't!" Hana says.

"It's okay," Hyukjae begins. Reaches over to pat her head. "It must be nice to see your cousin now--Hae."

Donghae's stepped forward. "Do you often join people's classes just to tell them you're a hater?"

"Donghae." Hyukjae tugs him. Back from Jaymin. Takes his husband's arm tightly. "I'm sorry, Jaymin, it was nice seeing you both, we need to get going now--"

"No!" Hana's skipped up to Donghae. Her big eyes are imploring. Her pigtails swish. "Mr. Donghae! Jayminnie's not a hater anymore! He's your fan!"

"God, Hana, stop--"

"He was a fan! Then he was Mr. Lee's hater! But now he's not! Now he doesn't say bad things about Mr. Lee, only--"

Jaymin places a hand on . Pulls her back to himself. He's clearly uncomfortable. Can't meet their eyes.

"Only what?" Donghae's tone's still aggressive. Muscles are tight under his clothes. "And what did you use to say about Hyukjae, huh? Why did you think you could say anything about him when you didn't even know him? Do you have any idea what he went through because of people like you?"

"Donghae," Hyukjae tries again. Softly. Brings an around him. To calm him down. They're in public. Near the ice cream coolers. He can't ing do this. "It's fine