"Justin, can you stop making out with your boyfriend and help me clean this mess up!?" Kibum shouted from the kitchen as his friend, Justin was eating up his boyfriend's face. 

Justin pulled away from the blonde and picked up a can of beer, he lazily grabbed a black garbage bag and threw the can in. Kibum eyed him as he was cleaning up the big mess from the party they had a few hours earlier. He was in panic mode because his parents would be home any minute and they would freak if they saw the house like this. Beer cans covered the living room, photo portraits were tipped over, vases broken, and the amount of food dropped everywhere was unbelievable. Kibum glared at Justin's boyfriend, who was watching Justin with amusement. Justin's boyfriend and Kibum's eyes met and Kibum gave him his death glare and yelled, "WELL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? AREN'T YOU GOING TO HELP?"

The blonde jumped, "I-I uh-"

Justin dropped the black bag, "Hey Kibum, calm down, don't yell at him like that!"

Kibum glared at Justin, "Justin, you can shut the up, YOU'RE the one who wanted to have this ing party in the first place, YOU'RE the one who invited everyone, and now YOU'RE the one telling me that I should calm down? You better help me clean this ing mess or I'll castrate your ing ,"

Justin got quiet and went up to the blonde, he sighed and said, "I'm sorry Kibum, I know I shouldn't have done that, but don't yell at Chad,"

Kibum sighed heavily, "It's okay, but you better help me, and you too, Chad, and I'm sorry for yelling at you,"

Chad shrugged, "It's okay, Kibum, now let's just stop talking and clean this up before-"

They all froze and heard a door knob moving, Kibum knew his life was over.

The door burst open and it was Taemin, Kibum's little brother, carriying plastic bags. They all exhaled a breath of relief. 

"Hyung! I'm ho-" Taemin stopped dead in his tracks and dropped the bags, which made a cracking sounds, those must have been the groceries.

"What.the." He said looking around at the messy house. 

Kibum hit Taemin on the arm for his foul language and said in korean, "Yah! Don't say that!" 

Justin and Chad looked at each, confused, they didn't want to waste anytime so they began to pick up the trash and putting them into the garbage bags.

"Hyung, that should be the least of your worries, mom and dad are FREAK when they see this," Taemin said looking at the kitchen, which was a bigger mess. Kibum sighed, he knew they were going to give an extreme punishment. Taemin quickly ran to a couch and pulled out a pink bra from between the cushions.

"Ummm...." He said picking it up with his index finger and thumb, "Yeah, you're in really big trouble,"

Kibum rolled his eyes, "Okay Taemin, are you gonna shut the up and help me or are you gonna walk around and pull out things and tell me how much trouble I'm in? 

Taemin looked hurt, he never liked it when his hyung was mad, especially at him, "Hyung, I'm sorry, I'm going to start helping you now,"

He walked over to Kibum and hugged him, which made Kibum feel bad for saying that to him, "Sorry Taemin, I'm really stressed out right now, I wish I never had this ing party," 

Taemin shrugged, "Well, we can't do anything about that, can we? Let's begin," 

Since Kibum was used to cleaning, he fixed up the living room in twenty minutes. There were some stains that couldn't removed, but he could always lie to his parents saying he spilled it by accident while they were gone. Justin and Chad fixed up the rooms, it would have been quicker if they didn't stop every three minutes and started a makeout session which in case Kibum would come in and yell at them to get back to work.

Suprisingly, Kibum's parents hadn't arrived yet and he didn't mind one bit. Justin and Chad left to go home to release the they had in Kibum's house, because there was NO WAY, Kibum would allow his baby Taemin to hear their love session. Just as Kibum started to work on the Kitchen, the phone rang.

"Hyung, who is it?" Taemin said running into the kitchen with a mop he used to clean rest of the mess in the other rooms.

Kibum panicked. It was his parents, they were probably saying they were coming soon, and the kitchen wasn't even clean yet! With shaking hands, he slowly picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"H-hello?" he said trying to sound nervous.

"Kibum, did Taemin get home?" It was his mother, she wasn't as scary as his father, so he relaxed.

"Yeah, he just went to the cafe with his friends and picked up the groceries," Kibum said, he shut his eyes and bit his lip in frustration, he remembered that the groceries were ruined because Taemin dropped the bags and the eggs inside cracked.

"Good Job, we're coming in ten minutes, we were stuck in traffic," 

Kibum's eye's widened, he couldn't clean the kitchen in ten minutes! 

"O-okay mom, see you," Kibum quickly shut off the phone and tears were building up in his eyes.

WHY DID I HAVE THAT STUPID PARTY?

He thought to himself, Taemin noticed and he put the broom aside and put his arms around his hyung.

"Taemin, I just wanted to have some fun, now dad is going to come here and give the punishment of my life," Key said, now sobbing.

Taemin held him tighter, "It can't be THAT bad, hyung,"

"WHAT THE IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" Kibum's father bellowed, his loud voice making Taemin flinch. Kibum was standing next to Taemin, who held his hand, with his head down. Kibum's mother was red, that meant she wasn't going to take sympathy for him this time. Five minutes before they came, Kibum and Taemin cleaned as much they could but their kitchen was too big. Their parents couldn't believe what they saw when they entered the house.

"Dad, we jus-" Kibum tried to say but his father shot his arm up which made Kibum and Taemin flinch.

"Just be quiet Kibum, I'm so sick of your lifestyle," he said covering his face with his hands.

Kibum didn't know what his father meant by that, was he referring to him being gay? That confused him because his father said it was okay for him to be gay as long as he didn't bring a boy to their house and did things in their bedroom (that  was an awkard talk).

"Dad, I don't kno-" and once again he was interrupted.

"Pack your bags, Kibum," His father said sternly. This caused Taemin, and Kibum's mother to look up at the father,

"Yeobo, what are yo-" Kibums father held up a hand for her to silence.

"Kibum, I'm so sick of the way you changed, you used to be such a studious boy in Korea, until you came here to America, and you're the total opposite, you stay out late to party, you come home drunk on some days, and you're even losing your connection with the Korean culture, this ajumma told me you didn't even bow to her, you just waved and walked by,"

Kibum kept himself from rolling his eyes, HERE WE GO AGAIN. His father always mentioned how he "changed" because he was so "westernized".

"You're leaving to Korea next week," his father said after Kibum's lack of response.

Kibum's eye's widened, and so did Taemin's.

"Dad..." Taemin whispered, clearly astonished.

Kibum knew this was a joke, no way his father would SEND HIM TO ANOTHER ING COUNTRY.

"Kibum, you may think this is a joke, but I'm serious this time, pack your bags," He said and left the living room, digustedly looking around at the mess.

Kibum's mother rose from the couch and stared at Kibum with great disappointment. She sighed and followed her husband. He couldn't believe his mother wouldn't back him up this time, it was JUST A PARTY. Taemin walked up to his hyung, and put his arms around him.

"He's just upset right now, hyung, he'll probably forget," Taemin said, gently rubbing Kibum's back. Kibum, who was expressionless shook his head.

"He sounded pretty ing serious, Tae," he said, collapsing on the couch. Taemin sat down next to him. 

"This is probably just like the time you came home drunk and sang loudly that mom and dad couldn't sleep," Taemin said chuckling.

A small smile appeared on Kibum's lips, remembering that night. Taemin thought it was hilarious whenever his hyung was drunk because he always did stupid things. It was all fun until their father yelled at Kibum and made the sensitive drunk cry on Taemin's shoulder the whole night and get his shirt all soggy with his tears.

"I didn't trash the whole house that time.." Kibum said as stopped when he saw his father come into the living room, he had a white envelope in his hands. Taemin and Kibum sat up, their father came up to Kibum, and gave him the envelope. Kibum took the envelope and examined it; there was no writing on it, and it was a little wrinkled.

"What it is?" He asked looking up at his father and softly fanning himself with it. 

Kibum's father looked impatient, his jaw tighted, "Kibum, just open the damn envelope,"

Kibum pursed his lips and gently opened the envelope. There was a blue check-looking paper, Kibum thought, maybe his father was so sick of him, he was giving him money to live on his own. He took out the paper and realized it wasn't a check....

...They were plane tickets.....

..............To Seoul, South Korea...............

OMFGGGG I HOPE YOU PEOPLE...or person....or me... considering no one will probably read this.... LIKED THIS!!!! GURL.. i stayed up till 6am to finish this.... SHOULD I CONTINUE!?!?!??!?!

If so...Chapter one is will be up VERY soon, I have already written about 1/8th of it! Probably be up by the time this week ends, GOT SO MUCH PLANNED FOR THIS!! :D okay... bye now... who ever is reading this...I LOVE YOU... <3