Jonghyun smiled at Baekhyun who got up. They had played the piano together and the blonde senior had told him about his destroyed instrument at the dorm. The junior was surprised to hear Minho’s name as the one who had demolished the musical genius’s piano. Then the younger boy bowed at Jonghyun. Baekhyun told him that he needed to go up to the aikido room and grab his bag and that he had to hurry to not miss Chanyeol’s football match.

“Alright, greetings to your friend.” Jonghyun said with a sweet smile and the junior left the music room.

Then the senior turned to the shining piano and pressed the keys all elegantly. He played piece after piece all effortlessly. The melodies were beautiful and filled the room. As the played the piano, he recalled the night he had visited Key.

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Key coughed and immediately pushed Jonghyun away. The hug was too tight, and his friend shedding tears was too much for him to handle in his sick situation.

“Enough of hugging!” the fashionista commanded, “Enough of crying! Now, leave my place.”

Jonghyun wiped away his tears and sulked sadly. He did not want to leave. Key covered himself with the blankets and pouted.

“Merong!” the fashionista showed his tongue and waved his hand, indicating the other one to leave his room, “I don’t want you to get sick here… You must go back to your dorm. And… talk to Minho.”

“Thank you…” Jonghyun said and leaned forward to kiss Key’s forehead.

He was grateful for his friend to be such a kind and understanding person. His lips touched the bangs of the fashionista, making him blush a little. Key smiled with rosy cheeks and coughed again. Jonghyun then turned away and was about to leave when the fashionista suddenly added one last thing.

“If you ever need a shoulder to cry on…” Key whispered with a soft expression, “You know where to find me…”

Jonghyun looked at him one last time and nodded thankfully. He had clenched his lips and felt a little bad about leaving Key like this. But his friend with benefits was right. Jonghyun needed to give it a try.

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The lyrical genius had taken a ride back to the dorm. Outside the building he took a deep breath. The rain had finally stopped, and the storm was over too. There had been a total blackout for about an hour, because of the thunderstruck somewhere around the amusement park. As it was already too late, Jonghyun would need to talk to his roommate tomorrow because right now Minho was most likely asleep. At least he thought so. The blonde pianist checked his phone when he suddenly noticed a notification about a call and some messages in the never ending university’s chat. He got worried right away. The phone call was from the bartender at their favorite club. Jonghyun dialed the number and hoped that he would pick up. Luckily, he did.

“Hey! You’ve called me?” the lyrical genius stated and rubbed his arm as he was freezing, “Uh. Uh. Again? Where is he now? With a junior you say? Guess, I don’t need to pick him up this time, haha! Was it a slightly gold-skinned boy with dark hair? WHAT?! ! Oh… sorry… Uh. Thank you.”

Jonghyun’s eyes had doubled in size as he could not believe what the bartender had told him about Taemin. The handsome player had left the club with a peach haired boy. Jonghyun quickly realized that it was Luhan. He immediately walked inside the dorm and checked the mails of the university’s chat.

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“Senior Taemin and that Chinese boy kissed at the amusement park!”

“No ing way!”

“They did. But unluckily there is no evidence.”

“So, that’s who that player is seeing now?”

“At the Ferris wheel!”

“WTF is wrong with him? Is he done dating girls?”

“Gay.”

“I thought he liked Jongin… TT.TT“

“No, he is not gay. He is bi.”

“It’s all the same to me anyway.”

“He likes girls only and is messing with guys.”

“Yeah, sure man. Whatever you say.”

“Ignorant .”

“My opinion.”

“Shove it into your .”

“THIS IS A CHAT FOR SCHOOLISH PURPOSE ONLY!”

“That peach haired junior is cute though!”

“But isn’t he the bf of Sehun?”

“They are all ed up!”

“Eww!”

“Not one of them is straight!”

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Jonghyun sighed and scratched his head. He could not believe it, but it was not unlikely for Taemin to do this. After all, his last words were along the line ‘I’m a man who has his needs’. Little did Jonghyun know about his friend going to the amusement park merely to meet Luhan because of the message he had sent him about alleged information that considered Kai.

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The lyrical genius finally reached their floor and approached the door of the room. When he opened it, he silently stepped inside and did not turn on the lights as he did not want to wake up his drunk roommate. Instead, he the flashlight of his phone and walked through the room, but then he stumbled over something hard.

“Oof…” he panted, as he had scratched his arm with a piece of wood, “What…?”

He was confused about it and turned the flash to the wooden piece, and it did not take him long to realize what he was looking at. Jonghyun’s eyes became bigger in size as he led the flashlight over the spot, where his black shining piano would normally stand all beautifully. His breath caught and his hands shivered. It looked like a havoc had hit this place. His beloved piano was demolished, broken into many pieces. There were some keys spread on the floor. The musical genius hurried to the switch and the lights, then he finally saw it all. Either someone had broken in their dorm and there was a fight in this room, or somebody who hated him had demolished it. The piano was unrecognizable. Then he quickly turned around, because he was worried about his drunk roommate. The charismatic boy was no longer in his bed.

“!” Jonghyun cussed in worry and instantly dialed Minho’s number.

Unfortunately, he did not pick up. Jonghyun tousled his blonde hair in distress and checked the small kitchen area and the bathroom, but still the charismatic boy was not there.

“Where are you…?” he whispered to himself, and then he left the dorm.

In the hallway, still in their doorway, he had no idea where to look for his friend. It was too late for Minho to enter the faculty grounds. There was no way he could be at the football field at this hour. Jonghyun became more and more anxious about this situation as seconds passed. He had the wildest imaginations, thinking that maybe there was indeed a fight in their room. He was scared that Minho could be hurt, lying somewhere in the cold, injured. As he felt worse each second passing, the musical genius rushed downstairs because he thought that his friend was at Baekhyun’s and Sehun’s place. He felt bad for disturbing the juniors late at this hour, but he needed to make sure about his friend’s whereabouts. Jonghyun knocked on their door. First, he did it gently, but as there was no response his knocks became harder. After about two minutes, which felt like an eternity for the senior, Baekhyun finally unlocked and opened the door.

“What?!” the junior yelled and quickly bowed apologetic as he spotted Jonghyun in the doorway.

“Who is it?” Sehun asked from inside their room and approached them.

When he spotted the senior, he bowed politely. Jonghyun was the one, the tall junior had started to respect. It had taken some time, but in the end the younger boy realized what angel-like of a person the lyrical genius was.

“Is Minho here?” Jonghyun questioned them and glanced over their shoulders to take a look inside.

The juniors shook their heads.

“Are you alright?” Baekhyun worried about him and pouted with his brows lifted around the inner corner.

Jonghyun sighed and shook his head. He tousled his hair again and turned around. He ran outside as he did not want to waste time on talking. The juniors were more than confused. They exchanged glances. Sehun shrugged and walked back inside. Baekhyun watched the senior until he vanished around the corner. Then the skilled pianist went inside and locked the door.

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Jonghyun checked the front yard of their dorm and when he turned around to walk back to the parking lo