Kibum's POV I didn't see Jonghyun for the rest of the day.  He didn't leave his room for anything, only to go to the bathroom.  I only caught him once on his way back to his room after he showered.  " Jonghyun. " I caught his attention even if I called him with a low voice.  " Goodnight. " I smiled.  " Yeah, goodnight. " He whispered back and walked into his room.  I blankly stared at his door.    No hug ?  No peck ?    I felt my heart clench and slowly walked into my room.  I really needed to touch Jonghyun and I wanted to be touched by him.  His strong arms around my waist, that was what I dreamed of the whole day.  I lay down on my bed and lit the little candle that stood on my nightstand.  A groan escaped my lips.  It was one of these nights I really wanted to sleep in Jonghyun's bed...  ... In Jonghyun's arms.    I turned around to look out of the window.  I was laying like that for over an hour, thinking about the whole situation.  We would never be like before and we'll never be able to forget about that.  But what made me worry the most was the fact that I began to feel different.  Every time I looked at Jonghyun, I looked at him in other ways than before.  Every time we touched each other, my heart began to flutter.  And every time I heard his voice I felt like I was melting.  I've been thinking so much, I've been telling myself that it wasn't right to feel like that towards my brother, but nothing helped.  I just couldn't stop thinking and feeling that way.  All I knew at that moment was, that I needed him, more than anything else and that really scared me.   I slowly stood up and blew out the candle before I left my room and tip toed through the hallway towards Jonghyun's room.  I stopped right in front of it and tried to hear if he was asleep.  After I pressed my ear against the door and heard low snoring, I carefully pressed it open and closed it behind me.  I stood at the door for a while, staring at him while he slept.  After more than 5 minutes I finally managed to walk over to the side of his bed.  I slowly pulled down the blanket and lay down next to him, trying not to move too much.  I tried to move close