After the boys finished their music video shoot, Minhyun was dragged away towards the hospital by Hyun Soo and Younghun drove the other four back to the dorms – which upon reaching they all crashed, they all fell asleep, not even thinking about the fact that their album’s jacket shoot was the following day, which meant that they were supposed to wake up early.

The following morning, they were all awoken bright and early and Younghun smirked at the grumpy Minhyun who was moving around on crutches.

Xue chuckled and muttered, “So, Younghun was right once again?”

“Shut up,” muttered Minhyun as he climbed into the van, “It’s just a minor sprain, nothing serious.”

“Which was all he predicted it was going to be,” responded Woojung.

Minhyun scowled.

Hyunsoo cleared his throat and attracted the male’s attention as the car spurred into motion on the snowy streets of Seoul, heading towards the studio they were scheduled to shoot in.

Upon arriving they were rushed into the dressing room where they all dressed a bit differently than the others – obviously getting ready for their solo shoots, which were set to progress from oldest to youngest. The first to walk onto the set was the leader, who was dressed in rather simple attire – a white sweater and white skinny jeans. His hair was styled so that it looked as though it was bedhead.

“Since there are mainly two different types of songs on your albums, you all will shoot in two different outfits and two completely different sets while one will be more of a club scene the other will be a more innocent image,” stated the photographer, “The first shoot we’re doing are the more innocent images.”

The boys nodded in understanding and with that the leader was whisked away towards the set as the final touches were being done to Shin’s hair and makeup, leaving Sora and Woojung alone to harass Minhyun, random comments made by the magnae adding to the two’s teasing – which hit a level they had never hit before.

“If only they could’ve had a female model like the last,” stated Sora, “Maybe the introduction of a second road blockage would push you to actually confess.”

“Shut up,” growled Minhyun, his eyebrows furrowing as he sat beside the others, his eyes subconsciously finding themselves to the model of the shoot going on before them.

“Seriously, Minhyun, this is getting to be too annoying!” grumbled Woojung.

“Seriously, get together already,” added Shin from where a female stylist they had known since debut worked on perfecting his hair, using motions to make the younger 93er understand his next words. “Your guys’ annoyance level was about this high, but now it has skyrocketed.”

Sora chuckled and nodded in agreement, getting amused as Minhyun messaged his forehead. He then caught something out of the corner of his eyes that had him smiling even broader. Younghun motioned towards Minhyun and Sora gave the leader a thumb up and almost automatically, the leader acted as if he was flirting with one of the cute make-up artists in training who was standing by, fixing something about the elder’s hair. The young male whose preference was much like their own – however, his being much more obvious – got flustered.

“Younghun doesn’t seem to mind the fact that Minhyun hasn’t made a move,” stated Xue, “I think he’s already found someone else that has caught his interest now.”

Minhyun’s head shot up in the most comedic way to the other Spectrum members, the male’s eyes narrowed as the leader happily talked, flirted rather, with the male who seemed to be a couple of years older than them. Woojung, on the other hand, was about ready to double over in his laughing fit because of the annoyed expression on Minhyun’s face.

“I said before,” stated Shin, “He has plenty of people chasing after his affection, so if you miss him you will most likely never be considered again.”

Minhyun’s eyebrow twitched and stood up again; walking towards the dressing room in the same manner he had during the music video shoot. The other Spectrum members laughed as Minhyun looked at the leader to see that the leader was still flirting with the make-up artist in training while staring straight at Minhyun, putting the icing on the cake unintentionally as Minhyun carried on storming into the dressing room.

“I think that that solves our little MinJhun problem,” stated Xue, earning laughter from the other four who had not been expecting such words from the magnae, “There is too much tension between the two of them again for them to ignore…well, for Minhyun to ignore since he is the only one who has been playing oblivious to it all.”

Sora nodded in excitement, trying to resist the urge to laugh as the leader gave them a thankful nod before returning to the set to focus on what the male had hoped to be his final round of shots for this image.

“I honestly think that that was the last little push Minhyun had needed,” stated Woojung, a smirk playing on his lips as he carried on to state, “He was really shaken up from the last time you spoke to him Shin, but now he’s even worse. I believe his façade has finally cracked once and for all.”

Shin smiled, “I hope it did…I wasn’t kidding when I said that it was starting to annoy me.”

The others nodded and watched as minutes later, the leader had been dismissed from the set after already snapping, what the photographer believed to be enough good photos. With the change, Shin had been called on and Younghun had loudly announced to the stylists that he would go get Minhyun from the dressing room, also telling them to focus on Shin’s appearance.

“And so it’s the moment of truth,” stated Sora, making Woojung crack up laughing and Xue to give a half-hearted smile as he turned to watch Shin’s shoot.

“I bet you a meal that they aren’t going to hook up though,” stated Sora.

Woojung thought about it and then stated, “I’m not going to take a bet like that because that is the situation most likely to happen, knowing Minhyun and all.”

Sora pouted.

Upon reaching the dressing room, Younghun hesitated, freezing as he peered at the door silently – wondering whether or not he should just turn around and walk away, give up despite all the effort he and the other had already put into bothering Minhyun until he was at this point. With a final deep sigh, he pushed the door open, shocked to come face to face with Minhyun – who seemed as though he was debating to go outside again. Minhyun however, scowled towards the shocked elder male, anger clearly showing on his face.

“What do you want?” growled Minhyun.

“You are up next, the stylists wanted me to tell you,” stated Younghun, smiling at Minhyun.

Minhyun growled, trying to step around Younghun – only for the elder to grab ahold of his arm, keeping him from leaving.

“What do you want?”

“I want you to admit it...”

“Admit w-what?” stuttered Minhyun in nervousness upon seeing the close proximity between their faces, playing oblivious to what Younghun was referring to.

“You know what,” responded Younghun, pushing the younger farther into the empty dressing room so that he could close te door so that they could speak in private – which didn’t happen too often.

“Wh-what?”

Minhyun mentally slapped himself not only for stuttering but for how weak he sounded.

“You know,” repeated Younghun in aggravation, “Admit it, you are jealous.”

Minhyun scoffed again, growling out to the elder in one last minor defense, “I’m not jealous. What is there to be jealous of? You? As if…”

Younghun flinched at the venom that practically dripped from the younger’s voice, even though he knew it was the younger’s last line of defense it did not mean that they hurt any less. Younghun’s face contorted into a painfilled expression and Minhyun felt guilt arise within him upon seeing such a hurt expression on the leader’s face. The leader sighed, feeling as though he was at a cross road. The male hesitated for a couple of minutes before stepping back and turning on his heel, putting his back to Minhyun and moving towards the door.

Minhyun froze, “W-wait.”

Younghun stopped mid-step, however, as a stylist opened the door, fetching Minhyun the older male resumed in his trek towards the others who were sitting and watching Shin’s shoot. He plopped down heavily into a seat beside Woojung and Sora – who had reluctantly woken up from his nap on Woojung’s shoulder to prepare for his shoot since Shin's appearance was apparently "flawless".

“How’d it go?” inquired Shin.

Younghun shook his head, speaking with slight hesitation as he caressed his lightly throbbing temples, “It’s impossible, I swear it is.” 

It's not the best and definitely not the worst chapter, so I hope you all enjoyed it. ^^ Also, we're on chapter fifty already and we have yet to solve the MinJhun conflict as well as the lack of relationship between Shin and Xue. 

Anyhoo, I hope you all enjoyed the chappie. ^^