“Can someone tell me why we’re watching this again?” A disgusted Sung Jae whined from his spot on the carpet. “Yah, you’re the one that let Mi Young choose the movie”, Hyun Sik chirped with a smirk, kicking the maknae playfully from the couch. It was one of the rare Sundays that the Btob boys were at home. It had been a week since they moved in, but you barely got to see them. They were training harder than ever, clocking in more than fifteen hours a day, leaving home in the wee hours of the morning and returning in the dead of night. It was almost like living with a bunch of vampires. You laughed at Sung Jae’s downcast expression, and reached over the sofa to ruffle his hair. This was the first time you even managed to, since he was sitting down and not towering a head over you. A happy grin plastered itself on your face, despite the sappy melodramatic movie playing on the huge plasma screen. “Aren’t you supposed to be crying at this scene?” Min Hyuk whispered to you. You were curled up on the sofa, hugging your knees. Min Hyuk sat on your left while on your right was Peniel. Hyun sik was parked beside Peniel, and Eun Kwang beside him. Chang Sub was lounging on a smaller chair while the maknae line seemed to be content with the furry rug and multiple pillows. “I would, but I’m just so happy. It feels so good to have you guys here, kinda feels like we’re just a normal, regular family”, you said while resting your chin on your kneecaps. He smiled knowingly at your last comment and was about to say something when a loud SHHHHH turned your attention to the other side of the room. Chang sub pouted and held a finger to his mouth as you mouthed a sorry. Min Hyuk and you exchanged sheepish smiles before turning your attentions back to the movie. Since Sung Jae suggested for you to pick a movie, you went with a favourite genre- Romance, leaving the guys divided in their opinions, with Sung Jae making up the one-man opposition team. The Vow was about an accident that caused a wife to lose her memory, and her love for her husband.  At the moment, the scene portrayed was the story of how the husband was trying to make her fall in love with him again. You had to admit it; you loved the entire thing. It was just one of those things that romance-junkies like you ate up. Sure it was clichéd, but clichéd things do actually happen sometimes.  As much as you were focusing on the movie, you couldn’t help but notice that Min Hyuk was sitting reallllllyyy close to you. Not that it was his fault; the five of you were practically packed like sardines on the futon couch. Your left shoulder would rub against his every time you shifted your weight, and the real reason why you were hugging your knees was because you could feel the length of his thigh against yours, the mere contact making you shiver with tingles. It didn’t help that that the living room was absolutely silent, with the other Btob members holding their breaths in anticipation of the two main leads on the screen. Pulling your knees closer to your chest, you tried to focus on the movie again. Maybe watching a romance film wasn’t such a good choice after all. Not when the boy you actually secretly like is sitting squished up next to you. Suddenly, a soft but audible sniff made you whip your head to the left. “Yah Chang Sub, are you crying!” Eun Kwang exclaimed in shock. “It’s..jus-just so s-a-sad”… he stammered with glistening eyes, earning chuckles from his hyung-nims. In between giggles, you took the cue.”I vote a movie change!”You proposed enthusiastically. “REALLY NOONA! REALLY?!” Sung Jae exclaimed, his head of black hair popping up behind some pillows. “How about Mission Impossible?” Peniel spoke quietly, the only calm voice amongst the sea of shouts. You nodded approvingly as Ilhoon pushed the disc into it’s reader.
“Hyung Daebak! You don’t say much, but whenever you say something, it’s always something smart or good!” Ilhoon beamed cheekily, before a flying pillow whacked him on the face. Peniel laughed triumphantly and shot Ilhoon a smirk. “Guys, quiet down! The movie’s starting!” Hyun Sik reminded eagerly, as the banter subsided…

Two hours later,
the characteristic theme song of the Mission Impossible series marked the end of the show. “Oh my Gosh. That was so awesome!” Sung Jae exclaimed happily, pumping his fists in the air. “Did you see the part where he jumped off that building? And the part where the car almost hit him, and the-“Ilhoon’s rambling was cut by a stare from Peniel. “Mi Young’s asleep!” Peniel chided the young boy while gesturing towards you. Min Hyuk turned his head and noticed that your head had rolled back against the sofa’s headboard edge, your eyes closed in peaceful slumber. The boys crowded around you carefully. “Omo, noona must be really tired”. “It’s already 11, no wonder she’s knocked out”. “She looks so peaceful sleeping”. “We mustn’t wake her up, she has insomnia sometimes”. “But we can’t just leave her here”. The boys argued in hushed whispers, watching you intently. Suddenly, you shifted in your sleep, as a slight frown creased on your forehead. “SHHH. We’re going to wake her up at this rate”, Hyun Sik scolded softly as the boys held their breaths, trying not to make a sound. “What do we do now”, Chang sub asked when your eyelids remained closed. “Min Hyuk, you’ve got to carry her up to her room”, Eun Kwang suggested. “But Hyung-“, his face blushed, coupled with a scandalized expression. “Hyung, if you don’t want to take her, I would gladly do so. I just don’t know the way around this house, and we shouldn’t all go up together”, Hyun Sik explained, his gaze fixed on your beautiful face. Just at that moment, you shifted in your sleep again, as your head bobbed and rolled off the back of the sofa, landing on Min Hyuk’s shoulder. He felt a growing smile tug against his lips as he took in your angelic features. “It’s fine. I’ll take her. You guys go ahead, I’ll meet you at our dorm”, Min Hyuk replied, wrapping an arm around your limp back. “kekekeke… Can’t we stay?” Sung Jae asked cheekily and with a knowing smirk. “Yah kids. Let’s head back”, Leader Eun kwang exclaimed, pulling lightly on Sung Jae’s ear. A few steps later, he turned back to wink at Min Hyuk, as the latter mouthed a “Thank You”. Min hyuk slipped his other arm underneath your knees and gently lifted you up, such that he was carrying you bridal style. He carefully glanced at your face, relieved that you were still asleep. Your head rested naturally against his chest, as you cuddled into his warm embrace. He chuckled softly at your cuteness, before carrying you effortlessly up the stairs and into your room. He gently kicked your door open, before slowly putting you down on your bed. A cold gust of wind blew through the opened window, filling the room with its cool chill. He immediately walked over to the window, shutting it tight. “It’s a cold day today. I better get her some more blankets”, He muttered to himself. His feet brought him into the enormous walk-in-wardrobe, where he started to scan the shelves for the extra blankets. Finally, he caught sight of an obscure looking shelf at the very bottom of the cupboard. Getting on his knees, he gently tugged on a purple cloth, smiling when it unraveled to form a thick cotton quilt. Just as he was about to get up, he saw a white-coloured item stuffed into the deep end of the very same shelf. With peaking curiousity, he reached in and swiftly pulled it out. It was a small piece of canvas, and when he flipped it over; he swore his heart almost stopped beating. There painted on the canvas with familiar, professional and dedicated , was a picture of him. All his features were captured with meticulous details, and his lips were caught into a wide smile of which a row of white teeth peeked through while his eyes were curved in one of his rare eye smiles. At least, they used to be rare, until Mi Young came into his life. This was the exact smile that he was starting to affiliate you to. No one could make him smile like this, no one except you. With limp hands, he picked up the canvas and the quilt, before returning to your bedside. He draped the quilt over you, before pulling the comforter up to your chest, making sure to take your arms out of the covers. Hesitantly, he sat by your bedside, gaze focused on you. “Did you paint that picture of me? Why didn’t you tell me? Why would you try to hide it so deeply?” He whispered with mixed feelings seeping into his heart, soul and mind. He knew exactly how painful it was to keep your feelings hidden; heck. He had been doing the same thing. Although his heart was relieved that you might return his feelings, he knew that it was unfair of him to expect you to do so. “You deserve so much better. Someone who can truly treasure you, spend every waking moment of the day with you, and spoil you with his overflowing love. Not someone caught up in his career, which’d hardly be at home and won’t be able to give you as much. Not me. It’s unfair for you Mi Young. Not everyone will be supportive of us; I don’t know if our parents would even agree. We’re supposed to be siblings. I’m not worried for myself, but I don’t want you to go through all that. I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.” He whispered heavy heartedly, his breaths erratic and burdened. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from your cheek, playing with the soft lock of hair. With a last sigh, his eyelids fluttered close as he bent over to plant a kiss on your forehead. “Mianhae”…