{A/N: Annyeong! I just wanted to take a moment to appreciate all of my lovely readers. Saranghae, wo ai ni, aishteru, I love you, te amo, je t'aime, ich liebe dich and every other language =] Kay now read}

Winter break ended.

Your snowmen+snowwoman still stood in the front yard, and you took multiple pictures of the beautiful memory.

Now it was a break in between classes, and Sehun held your hand as you trudged through the snow.

Tao saw Sehun's hand in your eyes and blinked. "Mei mei," he said.

"Hm?"

"My hands are cold. Will you hold mine too?"

You laughed. "Tao, you're wearing gloves. Plus we're almost in babo."

He frowned and grumbled to himself.

Sehun smirked. Just keep trying maknae, he thought sarcastically.

You were about to go inside when you felt something cold and wet hit you in between your shoulder blades.

Sehun blinked at you, as did Tao. Then both of them whirled with a glare.

But you turned slowly, eyes scanning the small courtyard area.

You spotted his red-brown hair before he could completely disappear from sight.

"YAH! LEE TAEMIN!"

Taemin smiled sheepishly and rose from his spot behind a bench. "Annyeong!"

Sehun growled, then released your hand to bend and start balling up snow.

Your eyes widned. "Oppa--"

Too late. He hurled the white missile at Taemin, who ducked just time.

He peeked up. "Ha-ha! I win!"

But as soon as he said that Tao had thrown his snowball, and it landed on Taemin's face.

Sehun laughed and high-fived Tao.

"Guys," you scolded. "He didn't hit you."

"Be he hit you," they replied in unison.

That was true.

"Fine," you said. "I forgive you because he only got hit once. Now let's go back in," you begged, taking both of their hands and dragging them. "I'm cold."

Taemin frowned the way a child might after getting its toy taken away.

♦-†-♥-†-♦

Today was a special occassion.

Why?

It was D.O.'s birthday, and in two days it would be Kai's.

Today there wasn't school for a teacher-service day or something like that.

Either way, it was Friday.

"Give me the remote!" D.O. complained to Xiumin.

Xiumin laughed. "Never."

D.O.'s eyes narrowed--which was odd really, comparing how they were usually wide. "It's my birthday!"

"You've had eighteen before this," he reminded you.

"Give it!" D.O.'s tone turned a little whiney. "Please hyung!"

"Aish!" Xiumin threw the remote at D.O., but he caught it easily.

You came into the living room and smiled at him. "Happy birthday Kyungie oppa."

He beamed at you as you sat next to him. "Where's my present baby doll?"

"You'll get it when you get your cake."

His eyes sparkled. "Aww baby, you made me a cake?"

You rolled your eyes. "I'll be making you one, yes."

"Would you do one thing for me?"

"Ne."

D.O. looked you very seriously in the eye. "Make sure none of the members touch my cake. I want to eat something you and only you made for me. So no help from Suho or Chanyeol. Araso?"

You chuckled. "Ne oppa."

"Good." Then he smirked. "You know what I want right now though?"

"Hm?"

He puckered his lips. "One birthday kiss?"

You rolled your eyes. "Not here oppa."

D.O. glared at the others. "You guys want to leave?"

Xiumin yawned and shook his head. "Not really."

"I'm pretty comfy," Kris agreed with