I wake up and see Taemin silently closing the door, dark bags under his eyes. He slips his jacket off and places it on the coat rack. “Taemin?” I whisper from behind a wall.

He notices me and puts a smile on his face. Puts one on, it doesn’t magically form. “Zara, you’re awake. Did I wake you?” he asks, walking towards me.

I note the brown hair, white clothes, and his tiredness. I shake my head. “Nope,” and smile widely as I walk over to him and give him a needed hug. “So how’s everything been?”

He silently groans and I also take note of it. “Good. How have you been?”

“Good. Taeminnie took me shopping again yesterday,” I giggle, leaving out the “after you left” part.

“You know Taeminnie? Since when?” he asks, pulling back, his once dead eyes filled with slight curiosity.

“Didn’t I tell you?” I ask, remembering I told him about me and Taeminnie’s adventures yesterday.

He shakes his head. “No. I didn’t know you met with her. How is she?”

“She’s good,” I say, dropping my arms from his back. “Taemin, are you ok?”

He nods stiffly, forcing another smile onto his face. “Of course.”

“You look tired. Maybe you should go get some sleep.”

He shakes his head, a small (and real!) grin forming on his face. “Or some banana milk?”

I chuckle. “Don’t have anymore~. :P”

He pouts. “Why not?”

“I didn’t know you’d be here!”

He keeps pouting.

“Do you want me to go buy some?”

He nods happily.

“Fine, fine. Hold on,” I say, putting my jacket on and grabbing my keys.

He reaches for my wrist. “Can I go with you?” he asks, cutely. “I’ve missed being with you.”

I smile, nodding. “Of course.”

And so we go buy him banana milk and it was really fun. Except for one minute detail. When I would turn away for a second, he would look like he was in deep thought about something. Something that was tearing him apart if he didn’t decide quickly. “Taemin?”

He just looked ahead, with dazed eyes.

“Taemin?” I stood in front of him.

He blinked, focusing back on me. “Zara?”

I forced a smile on my face. “Got the milk. We can go now.”

He smiled and nodded, taking my hand in his and walking. But he did something weird. He the back of my hand with his thumb. He never does that. Something’s a bit off...