“Uh—didn’t anyone go into the kitchen while I was outside?” I asked, blinking up at Junjin and Dongwan who had started to chat in my silence.

“We couldn’t get it to open even though the lock’s outside.” Junjin replied simply. “Which is just weird, by the way. Why didn’t you change the locks?”

I waved a hand at him as I stood up and made my way towards the door. “I forgot about it.” I said, reaching over to touch the handle. I hoped Changmin and Yoona didn’t end up just staring at the floor or something when I left them—though that scenario has a high probability.

I’m just glad Junjin and Dongwan are close by. Changmin can’t holler at me if seasoned idols around right?

“Anyway, you have to jiggle the handle first before—”

My jaw drops the second I open the door, my eyes immediately taking in the scene in front of me.

Changmin is leaning over Yoona against my kitchen table, one hand tangling with her hair while the other is pushed under her shirt. They’re kissing frantically, moving against each other with their eyes closed—uncaring about their surroundings. I would have left and gave them privacy if I hadn’t noticed  Yoona’s hand moving downward to settle it over Changmin’s—

HELL NO.

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO GET IT ON OVER MY KITCHEN TABLE!

“Wow, Changmin’s got guts!” I hear Junjin cheer and whistle beside me before I could find the urge to speak. His words causes the pair to spring apart; both sporting red faces and messy hairstyles as they tried to smooth out their appearances in front of us. “Better move it elsewhere, Changmin. I think your noona here’s about to blow a fuse.”

“I am not!” I exclaimed, hitting Junjin the arm as he and Dongwan fell into hysterics before turning towards the couple, “But I’m not exactly happy either at the fact that you two were—er—”

“Making out?” Changmin supplied, looking hopeful that I won’t bite his head off and failing.

“It looked a lot more than a make-out session, Shim, so don’t you dare get smart with me.” I warned, crossing my arms over my chest. Yoona had the right idea to slap Changmin’s mouth shut as he began to reply, blushing even darker red in the face before turning to me apologetically.

“Sorry, unnie… we got carried away, I guess.”

“You’re lucky everyone else is drunk and hasn’t bothered to look in here.” I replied dryly, holding back a grin making its way into my face as Yoona ducked her head again in embarrassment. It didn’t go unnoticed to me how Changmin immediately reached over to lace his fingers in between hers once Yoona retracted her hand over his mouth.

The action was overtly gentle, really, especially for Changmin and his snark.

Aww… Well, it’s not as if I could actually stay mad at a young couple who finally (finally!) admitted their attraction for one another. Even if they did kind of go overboard, almost doing it on the table where I eat most of meals at…

(shudders)

I guess that’s the price you pay for locking your ually-frustrated hoobaes inside a kitchen for over an hour.

Eric sidled up to me and speaks before I can help myself from squeaking in surprise.

“Oh, are you two together?” He asked, blinking at Changmin and Yoona’s hands. The pair looked at each other for a moment, weighing the question before turning back to respond with a single, resolute nod.

Oh the feelings! How can they be so cute when they were practically humping just a second ago?

“That’s great!” Eric said, clapping Changmin on the shoulder as he opened the refrigerator casually. So casually in fact—it was like he lived here! “Try not to have your first time together over at someone else’s place though. That’s just bad manners, Changmin. Your girl deserves better than a table, right?”

Junjin and Dongwan howled in laughter at the statement just as Changmin sputtered an incredulous shout (“Hyung! What the ?!”). I couldn’t help but laugh myself as Yoona doubled over after a second, giggling with the rest of us as Changmin tried to explain himself to a very amused Eric.

“We should probably go on dates first anyway,” Yoona said after her laughter finally died down, wiping at her eyes as she calmed herself. She bowed to me and Shinhwa respectfully before tugging at Changmin’s hand.

“Come to coffee with me?” She asked, looking up at Changmin with those big, bright doe eyes. He caved, of course, nodding his head without a hint of hesitation.

“Raincheck, noona?” Changmin said, turning to me with a grin—and I knew I was off the hook for locking them inside my kitchen in the first place.

“Yeah, yeah,” I replied, shaking my head. I practically kicked them out the door after pushing through the crowd, waving at their retreating forms as they hurried down the hall and into the elevator.

Ah, kids in love.

“So that actually happened, huh?”

I’m none too surprised to see Eric behind me as I close the door, my cheeks burning almost immediately at his proximity. Junjin and Dongwan are nowhere to be found but I’m willing to bet they’re sniggering somewhere.

“Yep,” I replied, popping the ‘p’ of the word with a smack of my lips, “That just happened.”

Eric nodded, handing me my last (and I mean it!) beer for the night before clinking our bottles together. He held out his arm for me to take and shocked as I was at this motion, I looped my arm around his anyway.

The party was going to dwindle down soon. I figure I should worry about this and Eric later.

“Alright, then.”