Yesung leaned against the door to his room laughter faded but the lingering smile lifting his cheeks. His dark eyes meeting Ddangkkoma’s little turtle-y ones where they look out from the 10 gallon glass tank. One small hand lifted to rub fingers absentmindedly over his philtrum.

“Oh stop looking at me like that. They deserved it.” He shot at the turtle who bobbed his head as if to say ‘Yeah, sure, right. Whatever.’ Yesung rolled his eyes before flopping down like a starfish on his bed. All his weight landing in one solid blow making the mattress puff out air and the blankets to do a little dance before settling back down.

“Why didn’t I just talk to Teukie hyung?” he mumbled into the bed, his nose squished practically flat making his voice sound nasally. “Oh I know because ‘Mom’ would probably freak out. I don’t even know what it going on!” with a shout of utter frustration Yesung flipped over arms flailing and glaring at the ceiling pout drooping his lips.

“I care for him, I’ve always cared for him. He’s never acted like that before. I don’t get it.  I mean really! What did I do? First he gets mad then he says that he needs me to be happy? We’re roommates, bandmates, so what does he mean?! Ahhhhhhhhhhrrrrghhhhhhhh!” Yeung released the guttural roar and flailed his arms back and for limply his shoulders throwing them back and forth.

When he calmed down his gaze fell to the turtle tank where Ddangkkoma was staring at him like he was an idiot. “Oh, shut up.” Grumbling he flipped the other way so his turtle would stop giving him that look. Small hands scrubbed over his face before flinging himself back over sitting up after almost falling off the bed from his momentum the sheets sliding out from under him to pile awkwardly under his feet the blanket having gone the other direction was now laying on the floor. He pierced his gaze on the turtle “Do you know something I don’t know?”

Ddangkkoma blinked his beady little turtle eyes up through the glass wall of the tank. They stared at each other for some time before the turtle turned away with a ‘figure it out yourself’ look and crawled on top of his rock to take a turtle nap.

“You are useless, not even going to help me.” Yesung snorted and stormed out of the room, catching himself on the bed as his feet caught in the sheet and slipped nearly sending him to the floor. Glancing over his shoulder to see if the turtle saw before straitening his clothes and storming out proper.

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Eunhyuk lay sprawled over the couch staring at the television as channels flicked by every second, he’d made the loop at least three times now through all the available channels. The morning didn’t bring any new revelations or developments. It still hurt just as much every time he ran the conversation through his head.  With a frustrated sigh he clicked off the TV and stared at the clock his head hanging over the arm of the couch.

“You know staring at the clock won’t make time go any faster.” Shindong’s voice made Eunhyuk lift his head. Staring at the big man Eunhyuk flopped back down. “Uh oh, that’s not a good face. Through admittedly all of the members have had not good face since they left.” Shindong picked up the dancers skinny ankle and dropped them on the floor to have his bum take their place on the couch.

“Hi, Shindong.” Eunhyuk said morosely.

“Oooh that’s not good voice. Seems like everything is a bit not good right here.” Shindong said.

Eunhyuk didn’t say anything his eyes falling back to the clock and remembering the fight again, torturing himself with what happened. Why did Hae get so mad? Why did I yell at him? What was in that box that he so didn’t want me to see? Have I ruined everything between us? I was so close.

“And that face just keeps getting worse.”

“I think I messed up.”

“Messed what up?” Shindong popped a gummy candy in his mouth.

“Everything.”

“That sounds like a bunch of nonsense. Everything is in a bit of a spot right now, not just you but all of us. Heechul only just came out of his room and Min’s just smiling again. Teukie hyung is super stressed. Who knows about the SJM members not here.”

“They’re not doing too hot either.” Eunhyuk mumbled focusing on the early part of the conversation before the argument that left him wanting to cry, Oh god Hae.

“Then there you have it, no one is good so how could you have messed everything up? Don’t be silly. Whatever it was it was probably just ’cause everyone is in the same not good place as us.” Shindong chomped on another gummy.

“Wait,” Eunhyuk hefted his head to stare at the big man next to him. “You aren’t good? You seem like the most unruffled next to Kibum.”

“Just because I look calm doesn’t mean I am. Everyone is so messed up if I’m not who knows, the fans might start to pick up on it. That could be bad. That’s how rumors get started, and scandals happen. I’m worried as hell about all the members but currently you, my skinny smelly friend.” Shindong said point at him with a gummy before it disappeared into his mouth.

“Oi, I do not smell.”

“Yeah, you do and you know it.”

Eunhyuk made a face but accepted that. Though he huffed a bit. Shindong offered the bag of sweets to the dancer, not passing up the rare offer he picked out a reddish pink one, hot damn strawberry flavored.

They sat in silence for a while chewing on their treats to the sound of the clock ticking. When Shindong spoke it near startled Eunhyuk. “Time doesn’t move faster when you watch but time does help problems, so I guess what I’m saying wait a bit and try not to kill yourself about whatever it was you did.”

“Yeah…”

“And if this has anything to do with Donghae then just remember the boy’s a little crazy.”

“Why does everyone always assume that it has to do with Donghae?”

“Because you two are attached at the hip.” Shindong chuckled and stood handing the bag of gummies to Eunhyuk. The only color remaining were the reddish pink ones, specifically eaten around just for him. Smiling a large gummy smile up at the bigger man, a smile that said ‘Thank you for this’ Shindong just waved and meandered out of the room. Eunhyuk’s gaze landed on the clock again but with a little smile until he finished the bag of strawberry flavored treats.

Still what was so important about that box?

Hey look, the next chapter right on schedule, looks like fridays get new chapters. Yay for updates haha tho OTL I promise to keep to that. at least for another two months. This chapter is a little short than the last but hope you like it just the same. Please tell me what you think.

Comment, my lovelies, comment. .I want to hear your questions or just if you liked/hated the chapter.

Enjoy.

~Tye