“Congratulations EXO on your one year anniversary!” The MC’s voice boomed throughout the venue, adding to the loud cheers of fangirls and fanboys waving hysterically at us. I felt my mouth stretch into a wide grin, and I had to supress the urge to start waving back with all my might. I didn’t really want to get into trouble, especially with Suho beside me. I contented myself by waving discreetly, but enough to please the fans that looked my way.

“Now, each member will say something to the fans,” said the MC, handing Suho the microphone.

“This is Suho, your guardian angel~ I love you~” I heard Suho’s usual greeting for what seems like the thousandth time, yet I still fell tingles shoot through my body, electrifying me. Huh? Why do I keep reacting like that? Must be the fans’ cheers giving me a high… Yeah, that’s all there is to it. A light nudge to my ribs brought my attention back to the fanmeeting. Suho was looking at me curiously, his hand offering me the microphone. I quickly took it, facing the fans for my own introduction.

“Ayo, wassup? It’s your happy virus with a deep voice, Chanyeol!” I fist-pumped the air, raising the atmosphere of the fanmeet. I passed the microphone along to Kai, and the chain went on until it reached Kris at the far side. When Kris had finished his part, the MC went to get the microphone, staying beside him.

"Oh look, the two leaders are both at the end; but one's towering over the rest while the other is slightly shorter," teased the MC, laughter erupting throughout the venue. I noticed that the body beside me tensed, and I looked over to see his face drawn in a fake smile. Maybe the fans wouldn’t be able to tell, but as his brothers, all of EXO turned to Suho. We laughed lightly, covering up for our leader. I even punched him softly on the arm, trying to cheer him up. But instead of the smile (a real one) that I was expecting, he looked up at me through his bangs with a pained expression. Did I do something?

When the laughter had died down slightly, the MC continued with the fanmeet. At the end, there was even an assortment of different cakes, catering to all of our different preferences. Our fans are amazing, taking care of all of us. We personally handed out slices to each and every fan, but my thoughts were often straying to the cute hyung who seemed frustrated to be called short. But every time I looked at him, he seemed genuinely happy, interacting with the fans as usual. After giving out the cake, there was one left. However, being EXO, we can’t just eat it peacefully like the twenty-plus year olds that we are. Instead, we have a cake fight like five-year-olds. But it’s way more fun than eating it! I sent cake flying towards Suho-hyung, trying again to cheer him up. I mean, who doesn’t like cake, right? Contrary to my hopes though, he faked a smile, just like before. My heart fell. Did I really do something to make him upset?

After another hour of the fanmeet, we were finally back at the company (no, not at the dorms just yet) and were told to go on the fanboard to chat for a while. We all cheered because we hadn’t had time to chat to our fans in a while and it’s an easy way to get in touch with all our international fans. Suho-hyung, Kyungsoo and I went first (there were only three computers); Kyungsoo went to the computer that was by itself, and logged in quickly. That left the two computers facing each other for me and leader. To my surprise, Suho-hyung dashed to the computer and sat down straight away. Is he avoiding me? I pretended not to notice, walking at my usual pace to sit at the computer in front of him. I don’t want to make the atmosphere awkward; we were still team members after all. But I wonder, why exactly is he acting weird? I tried thinking of how I acted around him recently, but nothing was out of the ordinary. I mean, there was that weird spark that I kept feeling when I was near him. But it’s not like he noticed… Did he? Chanyeol, snap out of it. Your fans are waiting. I logged on and started sifting through comments, reading and replying to as many as I could.

After replying to comments until my fingers started cramping, I picked up a ball-point pen that was right next to the mouse. I feel like drawing, but there’s no paper. Oh wait, I have an idea. I looked at the black canvas in front of me, moving ever so slightly. I reached my long arm out and start doodling random thoughts onto the ankle in front of me. Yes, Suho-hyung’s ankle is the perfect place to draw. I was concentrating on drawing a heart, (oh god, I hope Suho-hyung doesn’t look at what I’ve drawn) oblivious to my surroundings. Out of nowhere, I hear a giggle, which quickly escalated to full-out laughter. I peeked up, I guess I got caught. I flashed a toothy grin at the surprised face above me, but I didn’t stop doodling. My masterpiece is incomplete.

Before I could finish off the amazing doddle on hyung’s ankle, I heard an exasperated voice.

“Chanyeol-hyung~ Suho-hyung~ If you’re not going to use the computer, let me talk to the fans~” Sehun was pouting cutely, swaying his body from side to side as he did aegyo. I chose to ignore him, going back to my canvas. Wait. Where’d it go? I looked up to see Suho getting up to let an excited maknae go on the computer. I frowned. I didn’t get to finish the heart… I got up too, wanting to follow Suho-hyung back to the dorm. The minute I got up, I swear I saw his face fall. It was probably my imagination though; it has been a long day and he was laughing just a few seconds ago…

After posing for pictures for the official messages that would be posted up later, we finally got back to the dorm. The minute we entered the dorm, I noticed the HUMONGOUS pile of dishes waiting to be done. Suho-hyung groaned and I just chuckled, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him off to the kitchen. I took an apron that was hanging on the hook, pulling it over Suho’s head (which wasn’t too hard). He was at the perfect height for my arms to comfortably wrap around him. My body was moving on its own, my heart racing at a hundred miles an hour. My hands wound around his waist, tying the string in a secure knot on his stomach.

"See, hyung, it's good to be shorter than me... Then I can do this..." I whisper, whipping him around to face me. My hand goes up to his chin, lifting it up slightly so that I could look straight into his eyes. I gazed at him, finally realizing the origin of that spark I felt. It came from my heart. The feelings that I have for the person in front of me isn’t just brotherly love. It’s one true love. We inched closer, our breaths mingling. My heart was pounding in my chest, but I kept going, feeling no resistance. Our lips were centimetres away…

BAM! The door flung open as Suho-hyung and I sprung apart, our hands on our hearts. The loud chatter of our brothers filled the atmosphere which was silent just seconds ago. We hurriedly busied ourselves with the mountain of dishes in front of us, listening to their laughter.

“That was so fun!”
“Haha yeah! The fans have such a good sense of humour.”

“But they kept mentioning my height!” I sensed the person behind me listening intently.

“Yeah, me too…”

“Xiumin, it’s no use being in denial, ‘who who who who who???? Me????’” someone teased playfully.

“Kyungsoo, you too! ‘I'm not 168 I am over 170 who are you come here’”

I let out a sigh of relief when I heard sincere laughter coming from beside me. I guess he’s not that frustrated about his height anymore. I’m glad.

“Chanyeol was the star of the night. A fan asks ‘How are you?’ and he replies with ‘I'm find thank you and you?’”

“And I had to justify it… They told me, ‘Kris please teach Chanyeol English. He wrote "I'm find thank you and you" in the Fanboard before this. F-I-N-D’”

“Your reply was epic though. ‘Maybe he actually means he wants to find you, because he miss you... I guess o_O he he he’. Only a genius could have come up with that so quickly.”
“Yes, thank you. I am a genius.”

Oh god. How embarrassing is that? Suho-hyung must be thinking that I’m such a huge idiot… I could feel my cheeks heating up with awkwardness, as I concentrated on the dishes in front of me.

“But Chanyeol was genius at replying to those fans’ comments too, other than that English one…”

“The reply to ‘why do you only look for MAMA? Daddy will be mad’ was pretty genius. ‘At home I always say PAPA PAPA~’”

“Haha, he tried.”

“But his ‘I like noonas, I also like same age girls, and I also like younger girls ... is it weird...?’ kind of makes him sound erted…”

Oh. My. God. Are the EXO members out to embarrass me tonight? Now Suho-hyung will think I’m an idiotic ert… I looked to see his reaction, and he looked hurt. Huh? What happened?

He started sloshing water angrily, being rougher with the dishes causing clanks to ring in the kitchen. I still don’t know what I did. All I know is, my heart hurts to see him so angry. Especially if I could fix it. I kept glancing down, hoping to persuade him to talk to me, say anything, but he ignored me. Ouch. I heard everyone shuffling away to their rooms, exhausted after a busy day, leaving me and Suho-hyung alone once more. We did the dishes in silence, and I couldn’t help but frown and sigh at the uncomfortable atmosphere hanging in the kitchen.

Soon enough, there was a clean row of dishes, and Suho-hyung was about to take his apron. But before he could get the knot untied, my body moved on its own again, instinctively placing my own hands above his, swiftly undoing the knot. I heard his breath hitch and I too stopped breathing. Just like what seemed ages ago, I turned him to face me, but slowly this time.

“Hyung.” He didn’t look up at me.

 “Hyung, are you mad at me? Did I do something?” my voice was softly pleading, he still refused to look at me. I sighed at his unresponsiveness, and gently tilted his chin up to look at me. He tried looking away, but I tightened my grip, compelling him to face me. Once again, I moved closer, my face slowly approaching his. I think I figured out why he’s so upset.

“There was one thing I couldn’t say to that fan…” I whisper.

“And what’s that?” his voice came out in a whisper too. I guess I was right.

“That the person that I don’t like, but love, is the hyung in front of me.” I softly connected our lips, my arms wrapping around his delicate frame, pulling him closer. After a few seconds, he didn’t respond or kiss me back.

I pulled away, and I saw a confused expression plastered on the face in front of me.

“I’m sorry…” I apologized, turning away to escape into my room

“Wait!” he grabbed my wrist, backhugging me from behind. I froze. What does he want?

“Uhm- Can- Can you just get down on your knees for a bit?” he stuttered adorably. I got down on my knees, a million thoughts running through my head. I hear light footsteps walk from behind me to directly in front of me. My eyes were closed, anticipating for… for what, I don’t even know. This time, Suho-hyung was the one who gently tilted my chin up to look up at him. I felt something move closer to my face so opened my eyes, meeting the gaze of Suho-hyung. I smiled. The moment that I had been waiting for is here. I closed the gap, and luckily, he responded immediately this time. Although I was slightly uncomfortable in this position (my knees were starting to go numb), I was too lost in the kiss to care.

When we finally did pull away, I stood back up to my full height, stretching out my sore limbs. I observed Suho’s pouting expression, which was way too cute to be described in words. I scooped him up in my arms, bridal-style and whisked him off, laughing. I don’t think he minds being short anymore. Good things do come in small packages, I’m a witness that can vouch for it.

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