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Butterfly of Heat.
Jonghyun was eyeing the tallest member of the group while he stood on his toes. He didn’t believe what the rapper just told him. It can’t be that they were already back to cuddling and acting happy. Maybe not happy but just that cuddling wasn’t pleasing him.
“You’re not just telling me something?”
Minho shook his head while Jinki also passed the two, keeping an eye on the shortest guy because since yesterday they saw another side of the man since he literally turned into a dinosaur. But inside the man was happy that finally the other two, those that are supposed to be their lovebirds, had talked and were slightly sorting things out. Maybe it won’t turn like it was before, but hopefully better then just a few days ago.
“I’m telling the truth! Why don’t you check it yourself?” Minho replied then while looking at the door.
The main vocalist turned around and opened the door slightly, peeking inside the room where the boys were still cuddled up on the bed. He turned back again while they heard someone knocking on the front door. They all looked at each other if they were expecting someone to come, but nobody did. Jinki stepped towards the front door and opened it in a swift move.
“Is Kibum here?” Hyeongseop asked while looking at the guy.
Everybody was staring at him. This was just asking for more trouble.
“Yeah…” the leader replied with a forced smile on his lips.
Right at that moment Taemin stepped out of the room, standing eye to eye with his enemy with in between them Jonghyun who was standing right in between the guys halfway the hall. It was like there was a war going on between but with only their eyes. The tension in the room was really messed up. On one side there was Taemin, hating the guy on at the door, while in the middle there was Jonghyun and yes, he is still scared of him. At the door there was Hyeongseop, looking at him with a slight grin, tilting his head to the side while observing that expression. In between Jonghyun was angry with both guys, one for messing with a relationship and the other for being a .
“Hyeongseop… Can you leave?” Jinki asked the tall man but didn’t get a reaction.
All that happened was that the eyes from the both guys on the far ends were getting smaller while the stare got intense. Right then a blonde guy decided to step out of the room. The second he saw the war that was going on with just looks he hide behind the younger guy, even when he was such a monster.
“P-Please. Don’t let h-him come closer or h-he may d-do something…” the guy stuttered while he was looking over the brunette’s shoulder with his arms wrapped around his waist.
“Hyeongseop… get the out,” Taemin growled lowly, turning angry, even more then before.
“Why? I’m just here to talk with him,” the model said with a grin on his face, but it didn’t work.
“Let us alone.”
“That doesn’t even love you.”
At that moment everybody, except the intruder, felt an icy wind going through the dorm. Somehow Taemin was turning into an ice prince with a blank, cold stare. That was the moment where Jonghyun needed to step in. Make their group a hell, losing a member and a close friend even when he had acted as a jerk, but knows to well his fault. On the other hand there was another close friend of his best friend that messed with relationships. It was difficult but he knew too well for whom he had to step up.
“Get out Hyeongseop. We will talk to you later!” Jonghyun growled while stepping away from his place.
In some fast movements the guy was standing on the other side of the door. The tense muscles of the shortest member suddenly relaxed again. He turned around while looking right into Taemin’s eyes. The youngest was still scared of him.
“Whatever happens now between you two, I don’t care. But I do know if you hurt him again, you’re death,” with that warning the guy walked into his room, “oh and you two can maybe sleep together?”
With a smug grin the guy turned around, leaving them behind. He wasn’t that mad at him anymore but still it was something sensitive. The dancer turned around to see the blonde still clinging onto him. Slowly the younger leaned closer, shocking Kibum a bit but instead he moved to his cheek, placing a kiss there instead.
“I still love you hyung,” he whispered before prying the hands of him and walking to the kitchen, where Minho was standing now at the fridge.
A/N: Oh and here btw
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