‘’Jungle bears, jungle bears, jungle na na naaa…”   One would say that the sight of a guy in Santa Claus’ hat, singing Christmas songs with broken English in midst of hanging a branch of mistletoes in the doorway from the main room to the kitchen might be a bit peculiar; yet when you mention that it’s the end of August, the man suddenly seems to be a mental case, to say the least.    “Heechul hyung? What the hell?” Kyuhyun came out from his room and gaped at the older man.    “Ah, Kyuhyun! Long time, no see. Come and help me, I’m pretty sure this stool’s going to break” Heechul sing-sung, with one leg on the old furniture. Kyuhyun raised his brows and stepped closer to hold the poor stool, while the older hanged the mistletoe on a previously free hook. When done, he jumped onto the floor and rubbed his palms in satisfaction. He ignored the maknae, who shrugged and headed towards the fridge. However, as soon as he passed the doorway Heechul grabbed his arm, spun him around and placed a big smooch on the former’s lips.    “I came to spread the love, dear dongsaeng,” he grinned, patted the confused Kyuhyun’s head and sat on the stool by the wall, perfectly hidden form the eyes of oblivious Kangin, who stepped into the kitchen, yawning. “Hyung, run!” Kyuhyun yelled at the man, who just blinked, confused.
“What do you want, brat?”   Kyuhyun frowned and glared at Heechul, who was currently examining his nails. “Why just me…?!”   “Oh, don’t praise yourself too much. It’s just not Kanginnie.”   Kyuhyun scoffed at him and turned back to the counter to continue preparing his sandwich.    Kangin didn’t comment on Heechul’s random attire (except for the hat, he was dressed in green leggings and [probably women’s] green blouse with red details). He just grabbed a bottle of iced coffee and sat beside Kyuhyun with a newspaper in his hand.    Heechul’s plan worked for maybe half an hour; the victims were Leeteuk, who didn’t seem to mind that much and Wookie, who almost fainted. The whole event, however, was stopped when Heechul jumped on Sungmin, whose self-defense instinct was too strong to just let him be randomly kissed by surprise, and Heechul ended pinned to the ground.   “Heechul, per primo, why are you even here?” Leeteuk questioned, when Heechul eventually sat by the table, Sungmin massaging his back and apologizing (though, for Kyuhyun, it was entirely Heechul’s fault).     “What, I can’t visit my dongsaengs one in a while?” the diva scoffed.   "Sure you can, but what's with this whole affair?"   "You guys need to feel the love more. You're all stiffen, I'm worried about you!"    Leeteuk eyed him suspiciously, but shrugged and proceeded with his breakfast.   Soon, there were heard voices and footsteps nearing the kitchen's doorway, so Heechul sprung up